I slept very deeply, and when I woke up, it was already dark.

I pulled up my chair and looked at the navigation, and unexpectedly the ink was very fast this time, and at this speed, I would be in the desert by this time tomorrow.

I looked out the window, "Are these two rest areas so far apart?" It's dark yet. ”

"Xiaobai, when you just went to bed, I kept thinking about a question, but I never figured it out." Ink lit a cigarette and rolled down the window.

I yawned, "Tell me about it." ”

Shui Mo took a sharp puff of cigarette and frowned slightly, "What are human beings trying so hard to live for?" ”

I smiled and replied casually, "To be more comfortable when I die." ”

Turning his head, he saw a rare seriousness on Ink's face, an expression that also appeared when he lost his hat and had insomnia.

I glanced at the knitted hat on top of his head, intact and flawless.

I wondered, "Why are you asking this all of a sudden?" ”

"If you are born to die, why do you have to work so hard when you are alive?"

I said, "I want too many things, how can I get them without hard work?" ”

"After you get it, can you take it with you when you die?"

This is a torture of the soul......

I replied to him, "I can't take it away, 'when I die' is the same as 'born', there is nothing, the difference is that 'born' is to use my life to make myself, and 'when I die' is to forget the life I made." ”

Shui Mo smiled helplessly, "Therefore, this life is destined to be in vain. ”

"Did something happen while I was asleep?"

"Just now when I passed by a rest area, I saw a girl who looked very much like her, especially when she smiled."

"She must have been a very hard worker, right?"

"I can say that I do my best in life - work, sports, travel, volunteering, oil painting...... Her life is very fulfilling every day, and I have never seen a person with such energy. She treats life as if she has an obsession, cherishes it too much, loves it too much. Ink smiled and shook his head, his eyes full of tenderness.

"The hard work and futility in your eyes are all happiness in her eyes, and she is actually very happy in this life."

"Her life is too short." Ink's expression gradually became gloomy.

"Ink, in fact, have you ever thought that the murderer may have died a long time ago? If the murderer was fifty years old and doesn't die now, he would be an old man in his prime, and the loess would have gone through his neck, would you still be missing this knife? ”

I always hope that he can have a stable future, for example, return to the fairy world with Xiao Fan.

"Xiaobai, do you know that it only takes twenty-eight days to develop a habit." Shui Mo glanced at me and said with a smile, "The first thing I do when I wake up every day is to imagine what that murderer looks like. I have nearly 10,000 faces in my mind now, and if he is dead as you said, then I'm afraid that in the future, I will start to imagine the bone lines of the white bones. ”

I suddenly felt that Shui Mo's hatred for that person was not as strong as I thought, and the reason why he insisted so much on staying in the mortal world to slash the murderer may be because he didn't want to let go of the last trace of connection with that girl. And the mortal world is also the closest place to that girl.

I said, "In your opinion, the fairy world is a place of bondage, but why don't you have the habit of locking yourself in a cage now?" Your habit is too lonely, your spiritual world has been imprisoned, don't you feel it? This contradicts you as a free-spirited person. ”

Shui Mo smiled, "Loneliness and freedom go hand in hand, but when you are full and comfortable, you don't feel lonely, just like when you are lost and depressed, you will also ignore freedom." Whether it is loneliness or freedom depends on the mood of the moment. ”

"And what would you do if the girl who was in the lounge just now was her?"

"It's like just now." He slowly exhaled a mouthful of mist, "Do nothing." ”

I looked at him, and if it was me, he might have stopped the car without thinking about it and ran up to make sure. If it is really her after confirmation, I will definitely take her with me without hesitation and never let her out of my sight again.

As for what will happen in the future, at least not for me now. Compared with ink painting, my actions seem very impulsive and naïve, and even a little selfish.

We all stop talking.

After that, I switched with the ink twice, and arrived in the desert just in time for sunset.

I stepped out of the car and looked at the rolling sand dunes, all reflecting the colors of the setting sun, high and low, light and dark. This golden pond seems to extend from the sky, and it is magnificent and breathtaking.

I was fascinated by the scenery in front of me, and for a moment, I felt like I had become a grain of sand, wrapped in this endless desert.

At that moment, I forgot everything about myself.

"The desert is lonely and straight, and the ...... is long What's going on? Ink interjected incomprehensibly, pulling me back into reality.

I frowned and said "tsk", at this time, I was afraid that there would be a person who would destroy the scenery, and there was such a number one person standing next to me.

I shook my head and took a few steps forward on my own, and Hakuji rolled around on the sand dunes as he ran wildly.

A few golden tower-like dead plants not far away attracted my attention.

I walked over and dragged it a few times, and was surprised to find that the roots of these dead branches were firmly grasped in the sand dunes, and if I looked closely, they did not die, but stood tenaciously in this sea of sand, and I couldn't help but be shocked by this strange survival force.

Shui Mo didn't know when he put on his jacket, he walked over with Bai Er, "This is Populus euphratica." He handed me a backpack, "Have you ever heard of the phrase 'born for a thousand years without dying, dead for a thousand years without falling, but falling for a thousand years without rotting'?" Shui Mo pointed to Populus euphratica, "That's it." ”

"You know this?" The heart said, don't you bluff me, you can't even say a complete poem.

"Anything you don't know, I know." He pulled out a jacket from his backpack, "You also change into it, there is a big temperature difference here, and this, put it on." Shui Mo took out another goggle and threw it to me.

I don't know if it's an illusion, in the desert, I feel that it gets dark very quickly, I follow the ink and wash without a sense of direction, and Bai Ershen follows me with one shallow foot.

I asked Shui Mo, "Hey, I mean, you don't have a map, and you don't look at the compass, so you rely on your golden little arrogant nose?" I don't mean to look down on it, but it's a desert after all. ”

The ink head didn't reply, "Where we're going, the local camels can't find it, why do I want those things?" ”

"Hey, as soon as you talk about camels, I remember, shouldn't we rent two horses just now to make a means of transportation? Or maybe you can help us carry something. ”

Shui Mo stopped and glanced at Bai Er, "Two camels, do you guess it can be eaten in a few minutes?" ”

I looked at Bai Er, and it tilted its head to look at us, with a grain of sand on its face.

Shui Mo looked at me with both hands on his waist, "Xiaobai, don't make it look like a tourist every time you come out?" Last time I wanted a camera, this time I asked for a camel, why is it so difficult to get into the state with you? ”

I pulled down my mask and was about to refute it, when the wind blew and the sand flew, and I ate a mouthful of sand.

A whirlwind suddenly rolled up on the calm sand dunes, and the originally smooth and smooth ridge line of the mound became blurred in an instant.

The sand kept hitting the goggles, and the beautiful scenery in front of me suddenly became like a disaster movie. Even though he had already wrapped himself tightly, there was still a lot of sand that got into his clothes.

Ink pointed ahead and motioned for me to follow.

We walked against the wind for a long time, and my legs were starting to shiver. Looking up, I felt the whole sky being blown slowly moving.

I looked back, dumbfounded—the desert not far from us still maintained its original calm and clear outline, and the sun was still setting.

I looked at the direction of the ink in front of me again, flying sand and rocks, swaying thousands of miles, it was like coming to the end of the world.

This one before and one after the other is clearly two worlds!

I protected Bai Er, walked forward quickly, and patted the ink.

Ink staggered around, and I pointed behind him, but he waved his hand, turned his head and continued walking.

I struggled to follow him, and at the same time tightly pulled Bai Er's neck, worried that this guy would be swept away by the wind again.

Thinking of being in the woods, I followed Bai Er, inexplicably walked from dead silence to vitality, and finally came to its base camp. But now with ink painting, how is it the complete opposite?

After a long time, the wind and sand suddenly stopped, and I stood firm and looked around, the sand dunes with fish-scale lines, the golden poplars not far away, and the beautiful sunset...... Isn't this fucking back to where it was?

A nameless fire suddenly came up, I took off my mask, and was about to curse, when I suddenly realized that something was wrong.

The timing is not right! After walking for so long, at least two or three hours, things around me have not changed at all.

I immediately looked back, and sure enough, the big orange that had stopped behind us was gone.

I looked at Shui Mo in surprise, he took off his scarf and goggles, shook his hat, and looked at me with a smile, "You're getting sharper and sharper now!" ”

"What's going on?" I was confused, "Parallel space?" Impossible! ”

"After meeting us, what else is impossible?" Shui Mo put down his backpack and gulped down the water, he wiped his mouth, "Besides, it's not the first time you've entered such a space. In fact, it is inaccurate to say that it is a parallel space, it should be said that it is the world behind a door in a parallel space. ”

I looked at him blankly, "Is that a parallel space?" ”

"You entered the parallel space first, and then pushed open a door inside and walked in, where we are now, in that door, do you understand?"

I nodded knowingly and asked, "What is this space called?" ”

"Spirit Space." Shui Mo sat on the sand dune, took out a small medicine box from his backpack, emptied the contents of the contents, and poured it full of water, "Come to Bai Erye!" ”

I looked around, "When have I ever been to the Spirit Realm?" All Souls Snow Mountain? ”

"It's Meili Snow Mountain." Shui Mo said, "There is the spiritual realm of Meili Snow Mountain. ”

"Meili Snow Mountain? Yunnan? I exclaimed.

I didn't take a train or plane a few days ago, but I actually went to Yunnan? I hurriedly leaned over, "Are you serious? ”

Shui Mo looked around, raised his chin and looked at me, "What do you say?" ”

I slowly stood up and looked at all this in front of me, and there really couldn't be a better explanation.

I grabbed a handful of sand, squeezed it in my hand and slowly opened my palm, watching it slide between my fingers, the feeling couldn't be more real, I sat down with my legs limp.

If the "Ice Gate" is the entrance to the spiritual space, then the "whirlpool" under the water is the exit. I entered the black market from the waterfall and finally came out of the waterfall, so to speak, the waterfall was a medium.

And what about here? What is Medium? I looked into the distance, could it be those poplars?