After a long time, he opened his eyes, Wei Ran seemed to be asleep, his hand was still gently holding his fingertips, Du Yuan moved cautiously, stared at Wei Ran's unblinking eyelashes, gently removed his hand, sat up slowly, and quietly jumped off the bed and walked towards the door.

It doesn't matter if he's really asleep or fake, as long as he doesn't stop himself, he will never stop. Gently pushed open the stone door, and quietly closed it, Du Yuan slowly stepped into the stone room, the jewel still exuded a shining brilliance floating in the air, his heart was pounding, tiptoeing closer, stretched out his hand to grab the jewel, but retracted, then bit his lip, grabbed it, and held it hard. The divine bead seemed to have a soul, as if it was nailed in the air motionless, screaming at him, Du Yuan exerted force, and the reaction force of the divine bead also skyrocketed, and he couldn't move it or take it away. Du Yuanyuan was anxious, so he simply pounced on the whole person, smashed the orb from the air with the weight of his body, and then hurriedly picked it up, stuffed it into the placket, and ran out.

The river god remained silent, as if he were really asleep, unaware of what was happening.

Now it doesn't matter whether he knows it or not, the moment Du Yuan rushed out of the secret room, he only had one belief in his heart, go back to Fan Luoshan and find Mo Qingye.

But he can't summon the clouds against the wind, and Fan has fallen thousands of miles from the mountain, and he doesn't know how to go back. I think that when he came, Wei Ran cast a spell to bring him into the phantom realm of a space-time tunnel, and came here from the human world, but where is the way back?

This place is not suitable for a long time, Du Yuanyuan was so anxious that he could only run to the east as fast as he could, out of the gate of the River God Mansion, and turned all the way to the north, even he didn't know what direction he wanted to flee. The scenery of the fairy world is long, but it is the same all the way, and it feels like you are standing still.

The jewel radiated a luster through Du Yuanyuan's clothes, Du Yuanyuan covered it with one hand for fear that it would fall out, while running with all his might, I don't know how long he ran, he finally couldn't run, sitting under a beautiful mountain to rest, in front of him was the gurgling river, the sun was shining, the sky was cloudless, and the sky was blue as blue.

But it was this beautiful scenery that trapped him, and he looked around in bewilderment.

At that time, there was a singing voice suddenly in the secluded and verdant mountains, and the lyrics were not very clear what Du Yuan sang, but the melody was very free and easy, with the singer's high-pitched and desolate voice, echoing in the green mountains and green waters, which made people feel comfortable. He could not help but stand up and look up, but saw a woodcutter coming down from the middle of the mountain, with several loads of firewood on his shoulder, walking towards him. Finally seeing someone, Du Yuanyuan was so excited that his voice trembled, and he asked from afar, "Dare to ask this old man, where is the exit of this place?" ”

"Exit?" The woodcutter walked closer, stopped, and looked at Du Yuanyuan, his smile was bright, like the sun shining on the river behind him, "I don't know where you want to go." ”

"I, I want to go to Fanluo Mountain."

"Van Luoshan?" The woodcutter nodded slightly, as if he knew the place, "That's far away." ”

"It's far away, can you tell me how to get out of here?"

The woodcutter smiled, gentle and kind, "Isn't the fairy world good, why do you want to leave." ”

"It's good, it's good, but I have more important things." Du Yuanyuan thought, maybe this old man is a fairy, it must be. "Please tell me." He said earnestly.

"Don't ask, if you want to go, I'll show you the way." The woodcutter lifted the firewood on his shoulder, "Life is free, if you don't like it, it's boring to stay, even if the scenery is beautiful, you feel boring." ”

Du Yuan smiled, and a touch of relief flashed in his heart, "Then there is Uncle Lao." ”

The woodcutter looked at him, still smiling, and beckoned to him, and Du Yuan hurriedly followed, jumped over the stream, and followed him all the way to the other side of the mountain. The woodcutters along the road are still singing the song, singing leisurely, floating among the mountains, forests and rivers, quite happy and chic across the rivers and lakes. Du Yuanxin said that his luck was really amazing, that is, he didn't sell lottery tickets, or he would have to buy ten.

Passing through a narrow path between the two mountains, the front suddenly became foggy, and Du Yuanyuan couldn't help but ask, "Uncle, where is the front, why is it suddenly foggy." ”

The woodcutter smiled, "Ahead, is the exit you are looking for." ”

"What?" Du Yuan was a little confused, "This, the fog is so big, I can't see it clearly." ”

"You don't have to see clearly, just follow me." The woodcutter seemed to be very familiar with this area, and even though it was white in front of him, he still carried the firewood and walked like a fly, and in an instant the people were lost in the thick fog.