"Actually, we were already dead, three years and eight months ago, you didn't live past eighteen years old." She roared heart-rending at the expressionless Zhu Beichen, and the deposited tears poured down like a tide.

"It's not as simple as you think, it's not the end, it's just the beginning. We've all been lied to by it, we have all been lied to by it, you know? "She was so hoarse that we thought we had foreseen the end, but in reality, we all thought we had the wrong beginning.

Go back three years.

On the train heading north, the noisy rolling sound of machinery bombarded Zhu Beichen with a faint sleepiness. Adjust your sitting posture and look at the ancient rubbing book in your hand.

The paper on the cover is yellowed, revealing a faint ancient charm.

The whole volume is dipped in light ink with very thin paper, looking at it like a light cloud and a moon, and the handwriting is clear and legible.

The content of the volume is obscure, and it is impossible to identify the ancient characters of which dynasty.

Closing the ancient scroll, the next table was a lewd uncle dressed as a Taoist priest. The filthy robe is prominently emblazoned with the word 'poor'.

Only then did Zhu Beichen realize that the obscene Taoist priest was staring at him, and his small eyes that were turning left and right like rats scanned his whole body.

"Is it pretty?" Zhu Beichen, who has good facial features, has a handsome appearance and decent behavior.

"Beautiful." The Taoist priest grinned with yellow teeth, the corners of his mouth twitched, and his expression was annoying.

"Nerves." Zhu Beichen was stunned for a moment, the Taoist priest's conversation and dress were very suitable for this obscenity.

"Xiaoyou understands the numerology of the I Ching?" The Taoist priest didn't mind Zhu Beichen's embarrassment at all.

"I know how to sow and farm, are you interested?"

"So do you believe in the Buddha's way?" The Taoist priest still seemed a little unwilling.

"When I was so poor that I was hungry and had nothing to eat, these gods and Buddhas took care of my food and clothing?"

The communication of the journey became meaningless, and the words of the Taoist priest pierced his heart.

Zhu Beichen simply closed his eyes and stopped talking.

Gradually, the noise of the train finally stopped this night, and the atmosphere on the train became extremely quiet, without this background music, the sleeping crowd became unaccustomed.

Zhu Beichen opened his eyes slowly, and his sight was still the obscene Taoist priest.

"Arrived?"

"It's in the mountains." The Taoist priest's answer was succinct.

"You look outside,"

As the train stopped, most of the passengers in the carriage woke up from their sleep, and I don't know who shouted in the carriage, look, it's snowing so hard outside.

In the confusion, everyone crowded to the window to look, and there was a scene of snowflakes.

Snowdrifts up to half a meter deep accumulate on both sides of the tracks, and the train stops in the middle of an unknown mountain, unable to travel a single bit.

Snow falls in the north is a normal thing, especially in recent years, when heavy snowstorms are common in winter.

But now it's August, and this snow can't help but fall abruptly, and the white night has an unknown weirdness.

The passengers in the carriage were in a strange mood, and the voices gradually became noisy.

"It's strange, it's obviously an August day, how can it snow, and it's such a big snowstorm, even the moving train has been stopped," Zhu Beichen also had a trace of doubt and fear.

Unpredictable things are about to happen, or are already happening.

"It snows heavily this day, and the road may change, and I am afraid that something big will happen."

The obscene Taoist pinched his fingers and pondered, and his tone was strange. After Zhu Beichen heard this, his doubts were even more serious.

"These are far beyond our cognition, and it seems that they should be reasonable, you should have heard of the 'Battle of Red Cliffs', Wolongden on the Seven Star Altar, and the east wind and river soared overnight."

This is an allusion to Zhuge Liang's ascending to the altar in the Battle of Chibi during the Three Kingdoms period, which was an east wind that went against the season.

Following the sound, it was a girl wearing a light blue chiffon dress, with red face and jade teeth, and the skin around her body was as white as white marble with a faint luster, and her beauty couldn't help but amaze Zhu Beichen.

'The so-called beauty is the appearance of flowers, the sound is like strings, the jade is the bone, and the ice and snow are the skin'. Perhaps, this passage may not be able to describe the woman in front of him.

"My name is Ouyang Qingwen, hello." As she spoke, the girl slowly got up and walked to the vacant seat beside Zhu Beichen and sat down. The two of them only felt a faint aroma in the air, refreshing their hearts and spleens, and their bodies were refreshed.

Zhu Beichen, who had not experienced anything, instantly flushed his face and moved his body inward slightly.

The lewd old man looked intoxicated, sniffled vigorously, and then grinned with great satisfaction, revealing the yellowed teeth between his lips and teeth.

"Well, yes, the innate pure daughter incense."

The words of defeat made the appetite of the two of them plummet in an instant, and Ouyang Qingwen's eyebrows flushed with shame.

"Phew, old man, be serious, don't take advantage of the chaos to flirt with other girls," Zhu Beichen is not a good talker, and after several observations, he is also familiar with his consistent temperament from the words and demeanor of this Taoist priest, and in one sentence, he instantly teased the beauty that Zhu Beichen first knew from the inside out, and couldn't help but stare at the old Taoist opposite.

"Haha, this old gentleman is so humorous, it's a little cold on a snowy day, and it's a little boring, so it's okay to have a companion during the trip?" Ouyang Qingwen did not respond to the ridicule of the old Taoist priest head-on, and changed the topic with some wisdom, and her words were decent and natural when she raised her hand, which made Zhu Beichen appreciate it more and more.

"Okay, my name is ......"

"Old Taoist, my Taoist name is 'Entering the Determination', you just call me to enter the Determination." Before Zhu Beichen could finish his name, the old Taoist priest came first to grab a sentence, which caused Zhu Beichen to roll his eyes.

"Haha, the old gentleman's road name is really strange, is there any meaning in this?"

The expression and timbre of the obscene Taoist priest, coupled with the rather strange name, made Qingwen laugh for a while.

"I'm ashamed to say that the poor road is halfway to the road, the mind has been uncertain, the nostalgia is rolling red dust, the unintentional avenue, originally called the dust, the master said, you will be afraid that you will never be red dust for a while, start with the determination."

This annotation provoked Ouyang Qingwen's laughter like a piano chime. This old way is really smooth and tight, and he is witty and humorous when he speaks, and he is very good at smiling, and Zhu Beichen is full of disgust inside.

"Hello, my name is Zhu ......, and my name is Zhu Luo." Zhu Beichen didn't know his real name, turned a corner, and changed beyond recognition. Since childhood, I have been accustomed to building a wall for myself, and I am separated from the living in my own world, even if I have a good impression of the girl in front of me.

"Well, hello, I also want to know what special meaning your name has?" Qingwen's behavior at the moment doesn't know if it's really curious, or if it's always such a hearty and approachable character, but the atmosphere of the performance is not decent.

"It's nothing, I was born on the bank of Luoshui, and I just took the word Luo."

He was always wary.