The huge green hill was still evergreen, the gentle river was still flowing, and the two people walking in the fields looked at the quiet and peaceful people in front of them, as if what happened that night had no effect on their lives.

Even the huge green tree standing in the middle of the hill is still tall and strong, as if it blocks all the wind and rain from the outside world.

Perhaps the only difference is that in the huge green tree, there is no longer the soul wail of thousands of imprisoned lonely souls. There is no so-called 'lord of the nation' who unites everything, plunders everything, and plots everything.

Nothing is different, but everything is already different......

The figures of the two quietly walked through the fields, walked across the stone path, and strolled through the streets of the town, until they came to the huge green tree, and then stepped up step by step, until they climbed to the top of the giant tree again, and looked down at the scene below that lived and worked in peace and contentment, and the scene of paradise-like scenes, Mo smiled,

"That's not bad......"

"yes, that's great."

Perhaps with the passage of time, this paradise-like scene will finally be broken for various reasons.

But before that, in the here now, in this moment, in this moment. That human being's imagination, dreams, hopes, prayers, and beautiful 'paradise' do exist and are realized.

The land is flat, the houses are like that, and there are good fields and beautiful ponds and mulberry bamboos. Qianmo traffic, chickens and dogs smell each other. Among them, the men and women are dressed like outsiders. Yellow hair hangs down and he is happy......

What other praise, what praise, is more joyful and hopeful than this real 'sweet dream' in front of us......

"It's all your work, Mo ......."

Mo was stunned, then shook his head and said, "How is it possible, I have never done anything, and I have never done anything." ”

"They have not changed because of me, nor have they changed because of me. I'm just a passerby, and I'm just doing random things. Such a grand scene, such a credit, I don't deserve it. ”

Yuyuko just smiled and shook her head, but didn't speak. Maybe that's the case, but if there was no ink that night, what would the people below become?

Is it to continue to repeat the cycle of ignorance, life without freedom, and death without rest? Or was it thrown into the blood sacrifice after the 'demon' was completely born? Or even because of various reasons, the sacred tree collapsed, the barrier shattered, and destroyed under the impact of the outside world?

Maybe they didn't know, and they didn't feel what was going on behind the scenes. Even if they know the 'truth', they may not be willing to accept the changes and impacts that the slaying of the 'demons' may bring to the original 'peaceful' life.

Even Mo himself didn't feel that he had done anything for them.

But at least, now, at this moment, the beautiful scenery in front of him has his share of credit. At least, there were still people, and there were people who did think so, and looked at the figure standing beside her in front of them......

"Let's go, then."

"Hmm."

……

The figures of the two of them sometimes walk in the mountains, sometimes walk in the ice fields, sometimes float in the lakes, sometimes swim in the long river, or the jungle, or the town, or even the village and the field.

Occasionally, someone will catch a glimpse and see two figures that seem to come out of a painting. But when they shook their heads and looked closer, they found that the figure had dissipated like a phantom bubble. It's as if the people in that picture don't want the world to see what they are......

They watched the waves of the sea and the wind blowing through the majestic mountains.

They personally set foot on the ice field snow mountain, picked the most crystal snow lotus on the cliff, and also accepted the warm hospitality of the grassland people, hot tea and wine, and danced on the bonfire.

They have seen the most prosperous places in the world, people come and go, drunk and drunk; I have also seen the poor people in the poor mountains and bad waters, who do not have enough food and clothing......

They've walked too much, they've seen too much, too much.

But there are more and more places, more and more scenery, more and more people, things, and things, and I have not had time to see them all......

But that's enough, she said, and that's enough!

Because of the time, it's almost over......

And so, at the end of the day, at the end of the journey, they returned to the original starting point again.

That was the place where they first met, in the middle of the courtyard, under the big tree, and I don't know who proposed it first, so the two of them sat down quietly and quietly, without alarming anyone, under the trunk of the tree......

The thin snowflakes were still falling slowly, and occasionally one or two fell lightly on them, but no one wanted to reach out and pull them away. The two of them just sat quietly, leaning against the trunk of the tree, silent......

"Now, ink."

"Huh?"

"It's been a hard time for you all the way."

Mo shook his head, "Why, it's nothing at all. All this I did was nothing at all......

"Well, anyway, it's really hard for you. So, take a good rest......"

“………… Well. ”

Slowly closing his eyes, maybe he really felt a little tired, he thought.

It's not a bad idea to take a break here......

Just when he closed his eyes and his spirit slowly began to loosen a little, suddenly, in the darkness, two hands quietly stretched out......

Shocked, his eyes widened suddenly, and he looked at the scene in front of him in disbelief: "You...... What are you doing? ”

Looking down at the face that was clearly reflected in front of her, looking at the person in front of her who rarely showed a trace of shyness on her face, she laughed softly, "Of course, it is so that you can rest better." ”

He opened his mouth, looking at the face above him that had never been so close to him, feeling the soft touch coming from the back of his head, as if at this moment, he was still a little incredulous about his 'situation' at this moment.

"Isn't that more comfortable?" , she asked with a smile

"......", he really couldn't say anything negative, opened his mouth, and finally could only hum softly, and then closed his eyes again. If he continued to look at the face that was close at hand, he would probably really blush. In that case, it would be too 'inferior'......

In this way, at the end of this journey, at the beginning of the journey, under the big tree that stood upright, a person sat quietly, warm and peaceful; The other person was lying silently, with his eyes closed and speechless......

…… To be continued......