After a few days of wandering in Xudu, Wu Hao found a lot of interesting places.

For example, a dark river that rushes out of the ground, no matter what is thrown into it, it will not settle.

Maybe it's the so-called weak water 3,000 rivers.

He also saw a huge stone bridge coming across the river, and the river under the bridge was different from the weak Three Thousand River, which was similar to a pool of blood.

Could this be the Nai He Bridge and the Lethe River?

There are many more strange places, but many of them have not yet been fully formed, and no other grotesques have been found.

Maybe it's not yet time to give birth to them.

In this way, Wu Hao absorbed the power of the blood crystal while exploring around the capital.

Half a year later.

Early in the morning, the ancient city of Xudu.

Today's weather is a bit gloomy.

The season has entered the winter, and although the capital belongs to the south, for some reason, it is extremely cold around.

Since a heavy snowfall a week ago, it has not stopped.

The snow continued intermittently for about a week, and it has not stopped.

In a room in Xudu, Wu Hao pushed the door out, looking at the snow-white world, silent.

The transformation of Xudu seems to have entered a period of stagnation, and few visions have appeared three months ago.

Many of the houses have been transformed into the ancient pavilions and pavilions.

The asphalt road was also reduced to bluestone slabs.

Two rivers pass through Xudu, one is called the weak water 3,000 river by Wu Hao, and the other is called the Lechuan River by him.

A huge stone bridge spans the entire capital and also crosses two rivers to the end of the misty and wanton capital.

There, Wu Hao couldn't go in.

No matter how you go, you can't get past the limits of the fog.

Always walking, walking, and unconsciously returning to the same place.

Wu Hao felt that this was a restriction imposed by the unknown being.

"It's been half a year!"

"It's time to leave, too!"

Sighing, Wu Hao shook the gray mist on his body. Compared to half a year ago, now he has more than doubled in volume in gray mist, and his internal body has also become more condensed.

The evolution of the ghost character script has been advanced to the level of 9.6% by him.

Don't think it's too little, it's the result of his 24-hour non-stop absorption of blood crystals.

There is no cultivation method, so you can only rely on the kung fu of the water mill to absorb it slowly, which is already considered fast.

He had a hunch that if he pushed to the point of 10 percent, he might have unexpected gains.

Glancing at his attribute panel, the task above was still to find the lair, the Land of the Extreme Yin.

It seems that Xudu does not belong to the land of extreme yin here, and the task is still unfinished.

In the past six months, he has also searched around, but unfortunately he has never found the place of extreme yin.

He decided to leave.

He wanted to look elsewhere. It's been half a year, and I haven't heard the voice of that mysterious and unknown existence anymore, as if he is really the only one left in this world.

Here, he may have waited for other gains, but he didn't want to wait any longer.

He's leaving, he's going to explore the world, the world is so big, he wants to see it all.

Although the time has just begun, he used to like to be lively, but he feels a little lonely.

In the world of Nuoda, there is no one who can speak, and there is no one who can communicate, as if he is the only intelligent creature in the whole world, and this feeling cannot be described in words without being there.

However, before leaving, he decided to say goodbye to a few of his friends.

That's right, it's a little buddy.

Wu Hao also met a few 'little friends' here.

He considers himself a little friend.

It's so lonely that I have to have fun like this.

Walking through the snow and crossing the bluestone road, he came to the left side of the Lethe River.

Here, dense blood-red flowers grow one after another, covering the left side of the Lethe River.

If you look closely, these flowers are very distinctive, with only stems and flowers, but no branches and leaves.

It's weird.

This is the flower of the other side, also known as Manju Sahua.

Legend has it that the flower on the other side of the river is a blood-like bright red flower that blooms on the other side of the Lethe River in the underworld.

There are flowers but no leaves.

When the soul passes through Lethe, it forgets all the things that were in life,

Everything that was once left on the other side,

Bloom into a bewitching flower.

"Chubby Flower, I've come to see you!"

Wu Hao floated on the many flowers, and after a while, he came to a larger flower.

This flower, compared to other flowers, is bigger, more vivid, blood-red, and more beautiful.

Among the many safflowers, it is also very unique.

"Babble|"

The big flowers swayed gently, obviously no sound came out, but Wu Hao knew that she was babbling milkily and greeted him.

The feeling was unique, and he knew none of this was a hallucination.

This little chubby flower is very peculiar, it seems to be a living being, it seems to be grotesque, and it is like an ordinary plant.

Wu Hao discovered it very early, and he always saw it in this ghost city in the capital of the city, although he couldn't talk, but he also had some wisdom, for Wu Hao, it was enough.

He just lacks an existence that listens to his nagging nonsense.

As for what it was, he didn't care.

Wu Hao began to chatter, just like when he first discovered the little fat flower, and said to himself about the flower.

It's the same as it has been for half a year.

If he doesn't speak, Wu Hao will feel like a fool.

After saying this for a few minutes, Wu Hao suddenly fell silent.

"Babble!"

The flowers swayed gently, as if wondering why he had stopped.

The will of the flower is still very vague, and it can't understand the truth too deeply, and even Wu Hao's words, it can't understand it at all.

However, as a special variety of the flower of the other side, it has a strong sense of emotion.

"I'm leaving, Chubby Flower!"

Wu Hao's voice was a little low.

It's not that I'm reluctant to let Chubby Flower, it's just that this is the only creature that seems to be able to understand what he says, and I don't know if I can meet it again in the future.

Most of the world has been stopped by time, and it seems that there is only him in heaven and earth, lonely and lonely.

Walk?

The flowers seem to be puzzled, as usual?

In its simple thinking, it may be difficult to understand the meaning of leaving.

"yes, let's go, get out of here completely. Not sure when I'll be back! ”

"Perhaps, never to come back."

"Babble!"

This time I seem to understand

The color of the flowers also seems to be slightly dull, and the bright red color of blood has also changed to a dark red. The stems are slightly bent.

This little thing seems to have the sadness of joys and sorrows?

Wu Hao watched it quietly, and after a moment he told the story again.

"Remember what I told you the first time I saw you? You are the flower of the other side, you are the most beautiful manzhu in the world, on the right side of the Lethe River, and your other half of the Sahua is waiting for you. ”

"I went to see it yesterday and it's already there waiting for you. Sha Hua is really a cute handsome guy, very good. You have to grow up quickly, turn into a goblin, and break free from the shackles of fate. Go find your other half. ”

"The world is still very big, I hope we can see each other in the future."

Wu Hao's voice was flat, although he was reluctant, but there were not many.

If it had been placed in the past, he might have had a few joys and sorrows, and maybe it could still cause sadness in his heart.

But now, for some reason, the emotions seem to be slowly dissipating.

"Babble!"

Once again, the color of the flowers became bright and red.

It seems to be encouraged.

There was another long silence.

"So, I'm leaving!"

"Grow up quickly!"

"By the way, my name is the beginning, the beginning of all things, the beginning of the heavens and the earth, the beginning of the rise of nature."

After saying this, Wu Hao stared deeply at the flower for a moment, and the body of the mist churned for a while, and then floated away.

It's time to leave.

Grow up quickly, the most beautiful elf!

I will pray for you on the way to the distant land.

......

After he left, the flowers behind him watched the direction he left for a long time, for a long, long time.

Until he was completely out of sight, the bright red color of the flowers suddenly dimmed. Even the smaller flowers around them became very dull and lifeless.

"Babbling~Chu~"

For a long time, a faint murmur sounded from nowhere, and it seemed that it never appeared.

Time seems to have returned to the time when Wu Hao first saw the flowers.

His happy look, his cautious look, flashed one scene after another.

At that time, he told a story in a chatter, and the flowers never forgot it.

Its thinking is actually very simple, it can remember Wu Hao's words very little, it can only remember that story.

It was one of the most beautiful stories she had ever heard.

Legend has it that a long, long time ago, the edge of the city was filled with a large expanse of flowers from the other side, also known as Manju Sahua.

There are two goblins guarding the flowers on the other side, one is called Manzhu, and the other is a leaf demon called Shahua.

They have been waiting for thousands of years of flowers, but they have never met, because when the flowers bloom, they can't see the leaves when they bloom, and they can't see the flowers when they have leaves.

They miss each other frantically and are tormented by this pain.

Finally, one day, they decided to meet secretly against God's rules.

That year's Manju Sahua's red and bright flowers were set off by the eye-catching green, and they bloomed particularly bewitchingly and beautifully.

The gods blamed them, and Manju and Sahua were thrown into reincarnation and fell into the banks of the Lethe River, one on the left and the other on the right, and were cursed to never be together, suffering from life to life.

If they want to see each other, they can only turn into goblins again and break free.

"Babble!"

The flowers, which had been dim for a long time, turned bright red again for some reason, and stood upright, as if they wanted to fight for more sunshine and rain.

She has to work hard and grow quickly, not for the Shahua on the other side, but for the man who calls herself a little fat flower.

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