The ferry boat seems to be moving in a certain direction, and it is as if it is wandering aimlessly in the sea of no return. The paper lantern at the bow of the boat gathered more and more remnant souls, but the light never increased, and the ferryman at the stern of the boat mechanically repeated the action of paddling, without saying a word.

Mo Ling, the little fat man, had a big heart, and fell asleep directly on the ferryman's hat, drooling, and smashing his mouth, he should have dreamed of some delicious food. Zige and Lai Mengtian sat on the side of the boat, and they didn't know what Zige said, which made Lai Mengtian cover his mouth and chuckle frequently.

If it weren't for the blood-yellow water and the dense fog that couldn't be dispersed, people who didn't know would have thought they were out to play.

No one ever knows how big the Sea of No Return is, and maybe even the ferrymen who wander here all year round. The appearance of the ferryboat is often accompanied by a fog that is so thick that it cannot be dissolved, and the ferryman is both the liberator of the remnant soul and the mourner of the living soul.

After wandering for an unknown amount of time, so long that Lai Mengtian fell asleep and woke up again by leaning on Zige, the outline of the end finally appeared in front of the ferryboat, and the fog began to fade rapidly.

The fragrance of flowers emanating from the shore rode the sea breeze, dispelling the fishy smell that Zige had long been accustomed to, and what caught his eye was a colorful color, which was incompatible with the low and depressing sea of no return.

Zige stood at the bow of the boat, Lai Mengtian held his right arm tightly, rested his head on Zige's shoulder, and the fluorescent green candle flame on the upper left of Zige reflected the faces of the two.

The ferryboat docked at a long driftwood bridge, where the water was no longer blood-yellow, but blue, blue like the sky. Only then did Zige see clearly, it turned out that this was an island, with flowers in full bloom and fragrant flowers.

The remnant soul floated out of the paper lamp and walked up the driftwood bridge in an orderly manner, each remnant soul with a look of relief on its face. They walked into the sea of flowers, stopped in front of one of the flowers, and gradually merged into the stamen of the flower, and were liberated.

The sea of flowers is nourished by the remnant soul, and the remnant soul uses the sea of flowers to eliminate obsession, the two are like a symbiotic and coexisting relationship, and it is also like mutual benefit.

Zige suddenly thought that Lai Mengtian was just a wisp of remnant soul now, and he had been thinking about how to save her, but he came to the misunderstanding that "saving her" was equal to "not letting her die", and he got into the horns. Now that he saw these remnant souls, he realized that saving her was to eliminate her obsession and free her.

He looked at Lai Mengtian who was snuggling up to him, Lai Mengtian also happened to look at Zige, and for a moment, she understood the meaning of Zige from Zige's eyes.

"Brother Mo, Meng Tian can still see you, he is already dead without regrets. ”

Lai Mengtian hugged Zige with her backhand, and immediately, she stood on tiptoe, and kissed Zige's lips like a dragonfly before Zige could react. Zige's lips are a little dry and hard, the girl's lips are a little soft, just a touch away, Zige still feels the girl's strong attachment to herself, as well as the beauty left by her lips and teeth.

Mo Ling just woke up, and when he saw this scene, the little fat man let out bursts of obscene laughter, which made Lai Mengtian, who was already easily shy, even more afraid to raise his head.

Lai Mengtian's remnant soul left his body, and Zige hugged Lai Mengtian's body and put it back into the Hengmu coffin. Lai Mengtian's remnant soul glanced at Zige deeply, and was about to get off the boat, when the ferryman appeared ghostly on the driftwood bridge, and the wood pulp in his hand stopped Lai Mengtian who wanted to get off the boat.

"Stay. The ferryman spat out a word, and his voice was hoarse, like a man who had not spoken for a long time, and opened his mouth to speak again.

Zige's eyes are sharp, the dragon has reverse scales, and he will die if he touches it.

For Zige, Fu Haozhong's brothers and sisters and Yu Shaobai are his counterscales, and Lai Mengtian is also his counterscales. Although he knew that he had no strength, Zige still stood in front of Lai Mengtian's remnant soul, neither humble nor arrogant.

"Seniors, juniors know that Meng Tian couldn't get on the boat, but now that she has gotten on the boat, she still hopes that the seniors will have a convenient trip. The juniors are at the disposal of the seniors. ”

"You, go. She, stay. The ferryman was still on the driftwood bridge, and the two ghost fires flickered and flickered.

"Senior ......"

Zige wanted to say something, but the ferryman suddenly appeared behind Zige, slapped the wood pulp in his hand, and photographed Zige off the ferryboat. Seeing this, Lai Mengtian's remnant soul wanted to get off the boat to support Zige, at this time, the ferryman turned the paper lamp, and a strong suction force came out of the paper lamp, sucking Lai Mengtian's remnant soul into the paper lamp.

Zige got up from the driftwood bridge and wanted to rush onto the ferry boat to save Lai Mengtian's remnant soul. Mo Ling suddenly flew in front of Zige's eyes and blocked Zige.

"Tu Baozi, if you want to save her, you don't waste your time here meaninglessly, but hurry up to find the other side of the flower! Without strength, you can't even protect yourself, let alone try to protect others!"

Zige was suddenly stunned, his fists clenched, his nails embedded in the flesh, and his eyes were full of unwillingness. It was the second time he had been so hungry for power, and the first time was on Mo Yuan, where he watched his family die one by one.

After leaving Mo Yuan, he wanted to have power in order to take revenge.

Later, he encountered a series of things such as the mysterious "God" organization, the Emperor Mound, and the Heavenly Dao, and he wanted to have power in order to be able to solve all the mysteries.

Now, he suddenly realized that he wanted to have power, a power that no one else could reach, not only for revenge, in order to find out the truth, but also to be able to protect the people he wanted to protect!

And not in the face of an unknowable adversary, as is the case now, but there is nothing to be done!

And so on. The ferryman spoke again, again with only one word.

Zige looked directly at the two ghost fires of the ferryman, and he understood what the ferryman meant, saying that he would wait for Zige here until he returned. Zige turned his gaze to the paper lamp on the bow of the boat, although the white paper lamp blocked his vision, Zige couldn't even see Lai Mengtian's shadow, but he knew that Lai Mengtian must be looking at him too.

"Mengtian, wait for me, I will definitely come back to save you!" Zige whispered to the paper lamp, and when the words fell, he turned around and walked towards the shore.

"Brother Mo, I'll wait for you. In a trance, Zige heard Lai Mengtian's voice ringing in his head. He paused, turned his head, glanced at the paper lamp, and immediately stopped being nostalgic and walked towards the sea of flowers.

It was rare for Mo Ling not to make noise, and sat quietly on Zige's head. The little fat man turned his head and happened to see that the thick fog had swept the ferry boat again, and the body of the boat and the figure of the ferryman were hidden in the thick fog, only the fluorescent green candle flame on the bow of the boat revealed a trace of light.

Zige stepped across the driftwood bridge and walked into the sea of flowers.

The island is almost made up of countless blooming flowers, whether they are named by Zige or flowers that are not even recorded in books, they all bloom quietly on this island. The sea breeze blows and the sea of flowers swaying, making Zige suddenly feel that they are welcoming themselves as if they have life, and of course, they may also want to catch turtles in the urn.

Among the endless flowers, there are also fiery red and delicate flowers, as well as pure white and flawless flowers, but unfortunately, they are not the other side flowers that Zige is looking for.

Because he was always worried about Lai Mengtian on the ferryboat, Zige's mood was already not very good, and he couldn't find the flowers on the other side, so he was even more anxious. The boredom made him unable to calm down and look for the flowers on the other side, just skimming over each flower.

But the more anxious he was, the more he couldn't find the other side flower, the more he couldn't find the other side flower, the more anxious he was in his heart, and he fell into a vicious cycle.

In fact, this island is not very big, and the terrain is flat, the field of vision is wide, Zige has spent some time, has walked around the island, but has never found a trace of the flowers on the other side.

He had to force himself to calm down, re-enter the sea of flowers, and once again carefully searched for the flowers on the other side, until his eyes felt bitter and painful, but he still did not find the flowers on the other side. I don't know if the other side can hide from Zige, or if Zige really missed some details.

Zige didn't care about resting, and walked into the sea of flowers for the third time, but the result was still nothing.

"I'll go to your uncle's thief God!How long do you want to play with me!" Zige roared angrily, and then closed his eyes with a decadent face, and his hands supported the temples on both sides of his head.

Suddenly, he seemed to think of something, turned around, and looked at Mo Ling, who had been following behind him, "Mo Ling, is this the other side? There are no other shore flowers here, this is not the other side at all!"

Mo Ling shook his head and said, "This must be the other side. The ferryboat will only dock on the other side, except for the other shore, the ferryboat can only wander around the sea of no return. ”

"Impossible!" Zige was a little hysterical, pointing at Mo Ling, "It can't be the other side here, if it is, how can there be no other side flowers! You lie to me, you must be lying to me!"

"Mo Zige!" Mo Ling suddenly yelled, flew in front of Zige, and gave him two slaps fiercely, these two slaps made Zige suddenly stunned, "Master tells you, even if everyone in this world is lying to you, Master will not lie to you! You can't find the flower on the other side, not because it's not on the other side, it's because your heart is not on the other side!"

"Look at what you look like now, like a dog! Your heart has always stayed on this shore, so you think that the flower is not on the other side, and the Mozi song I know is about to die on this shore, do you know?"

Mo Ling's words were like a slap in the face, awakening the lost soul of Zige. Zige staggered, looked around, and his eyes covered with a layer of dust slowly became as clean as ever.

"Floral...... It's floral. It's the fragrance of flowers!" Zige laughed, he looked at the sea of flowers in full bloom, the fragrance was fragrant, and he suddenly understood that everything was the fragrance of flowers!

It stands to reason that Zige was originally a thoughtful person, although Lai Mengtian's remnant soul was left on the ferryboat, as long as he thought about it a little, he could deduce that Lai Mengtian was not in any danger. The ferryman said that he would wait for him to come back is the best proof of this!

But since he smelled the fragrance of flowers, Zige's mood suddenly became unstable, and his thoughts naturally became chaotic, and he even lost his basic thinking, only knowing that he was blindly looking for flowers on the other side, like a headless fly.

It turned out that everything was because of the fragrance of flowers, and it was the fragrance of flowers that interfered with Zige's thinking, and moisturized things silently guiding Zige to the abyss of madness. What's even more terrifying is that Zige thinks that all this is his own willing choice, which is even more terrifying than the Heavenly Dao Illusion.

It's normal for flowers to have a floral fragrance, but who would notice that there is the biggest unusualness hidden in such a normal floral fragrance!

If it weren't for Mo Ling, Zige would probably be heading for self-destruction.