"yes, where the hell is this?" The little monk sighed lightly and repeated Twilight's words, full of helplessness in every word.

"Isn't your place familiar?" Twilight was surprised.

For her, it was just a dream.

However, for the little monk, it may be a lifetime, a world that has never been walked out.

The little monk smiled bitterly when he heard this, held a Buddha's hand in front of him with one hand, lowered his head slightly, and said: "This benefactor, no matter why you appear here, the poor monk is very grateful. As the saying goes, one flower is one world, one tree is one Bodhi. In the vast world, in the vast sea of people, it is fate to meet each other, and the poor monks are polite. ”

"Oh?" Twilight couldn't help but wonder, "Little monk, could it be that you and I once knew each other?" In other words, are there other blessed places in this world? ”

"Donor, the long yellow sand seals the ancient road, which state is the sunset. The old dreams of the past have passed in the sky, and the past is gone with the wind tonight. Just let it be. If there is fate, we will definitely be able to meet in the future. ”

With that, the little monk bowed his head again in the direction where Twilight was located, and then, according to Twilight's suggestion, turned away and walked to the other side.

The purpose of the little monk is obvious, which is to get out of this vast desert.

However, in Twilight's eyes, she felt that the little monk's goal was a little too far away, so far away that she was so distracted that she couldn't help but remind the little monk for a while.

"I went in that direction, too." Twilight spoke again.

"I'm sorry." The little monk turned around.

"It's still gone."

"I'm sorry."

"You should go east."

"Yes."

"The back is the ...... of the East"

"......" A drop of cold sweat dripped from the forehead of the little monk.

He stood on the desert, looking up at the sun in the sky and did not close his eyes, and there was a rare doubt in his heart.

The place where the sun rises is the east, but, according to Twilight, the place where the sun rises is the west.

What's going on?

Could it be that he will really be trapped here?

It was a good time long gone, the rumored ancient capital of Loulan......

In her sleep, Twilight kept watching the little monk walk around in place, or rather, back and forth around a vast desert, and couldn't help but find it funny.

Twilight is very strange, the little monk is not really lost, but as if he is trapped by some kind of enchantment, constantly circling in the same whirlpool, and can no longer get out. Moreover, the little monk should not know about this.

Perhaps, she can remind the little monk?

"Little monk, I have something to ask you, I don't know if you are willing to answer?" Twilight always felt that if she told the little monk so easily, it would be really cheap for the little monk.

If you are not related to each other, you must not help at will, otherwise, once the rules of the world are broken, no one will be able to change them.

Gifts are still exchanged, and they don't owe each other, which is always good.

"Donor, please ask, the poor monk must know everything." The little monk temporarily put down the wayfinding and saluted in the direction of Twilight.

The little monk didn't say 'endless words' to Dusk Li, and he thought he had reservations.

"Little monk, then I can ask." Twilight coughed lightly, cleared her throat, and said, "What's your name?" Where did it come from? Been stuck here for a long time? Have you ever seen me? ”

"Is this ......" the little monk was suddenly asked. He didn't expect Twilight to be a quick temper, and several questions in a row made him dizzy.

However, the little monk settled down and answered one by one, "Back to the donor, the poor monk quits dust, I don't remember my original name, and I have long forgotten where I came from." As for why he was trapped here, it is not very clear, and the time of being trapped has not been calculated, but for the appearance of the donor, it seems that he has known each other before, and it seems that he has seen it somewhere. ”

The little monk's answer was tantamount to nothing, and Twilight couldn't find out what the details were.

Twilight's only last question, she wanted to know one thing: "Little monk, have you seen anyone else here besides me?"

"Someone else? Haven't seen it, never seen it. The little monk shook his head slightly, took a step, and continued to walk forward.

The little monk didn't know what he remembered, and he never answered Twilight, nor did he look back, so he walked aimlessly.

Under the blazing sun, the wind and sand are endless.

The little monk walked in the desert on foot, his straight and modest back shrouded in a touch of loneliness, and gradually disappeared.

Twilight stared at the back of the little monk until it was no longer visible, and then suddenly remembered.

What I saw in front of me was nothing but a weary nightmare, and everything I thought was illusory, and nothing could be taken seriously. Maybe the little monk was originally an afterimage in her mind, and when she disappeared, she disappeared again.

Twilight yawned and prepared to come to her senses.

However, when she tried to open her eyes, she found something strange to her. In this majestic and speechless dream, in just a moment, the heavens and the earth became dark, pitch black, and there was no longer daylight.

However, in the blink of an eye, the bright flames swept in again, and the brilliant sunlight almost stung Twilight's eyes.

It's blazing sunlight again.

It's another desert full of wind and sand.

At one end of the desert, there was a lonely figure in the distance, it was a little monk in a cloth shirt.

The little monk wore a pair of straw sandals and walked in the desert, not afraid that the hot temperature would burn her shoes.

"What's going on?" Twilight is shocked by a scene in the dream.

Twilight couldn't believe what was going on in front of her. Also, why did the little monk carrying the wine gourd appear in the place where he walked before.

"Little monk?" Twilight called softly.

She was probing.

Perhaps, year after year, day after day, the scene of running is the catastrophe of the little monk's life, repeating every moment of the past all the time.

"Huh? Which benefactor is calling out to the poor monks? ”

Sure enough, the little monk was able to hear Twilight's words.

The little monk clasped his hands together, stopped, raised his head and looked in the direction where Twilight was located, a faint smile appeared on his lips, and said, "Donor, are you calling the poor monk?" ”

"Do you remember me?" Twilight asked, uncertain.

Twilight looked at the little monk, the little monk was in good spirits, his facial features were elegant, and he was full of awe-inspiring righteousness, which was slightly younger than his previous appearance.

"Donor, why do you ask this? You and the poor monk are meeting for the first time, and you have never seen them before. The little monk bowed his head politely and replied.

“……”

Twilight wasn't dissatisfied with the answer, she just didn't have anything to say.

The little monk's eyes were clear and bright, without the slightest hesitation, without lying.

Twilight was shocked when she knew this. She tried to convince herself that it was just a dream, but why was everything so clear in the dream?