Forest, boundless. There was a wind, swept out of the dark depths, and I don't know where it began, and there was no time to end. Pedestrians walked through the forest, surrounded by dark shadows, withered old trees stretched out wantonly, and crows crowed from time to time.

The leader of the group was silent in silence, walking deep into the crooked path ahead, and the team behind him followed silently, on a journey with no return point.

Exclusion zone, Black Forest.

It's been a long time.

In the middle of the forest is a dark lake, the water that had been killed long ago, and the stagnant water was faint. When winter comes, the surface of the lake freezes, and if one stands on the ice in the middle of the lake and gazes down, all one can see is a deep pitch black, like an abyss, leading to the deepest darkness. There are wooden houses by the lake, and the wood door is closed, and the wind vane at the door keeps turning, because the wind comes from all directions.

The sky gradually deepened, more and more like the deep darkness under the ice, there seemed to be something falling above the nine heavens, crystal clear, time seemed to stop, and then resumed in an instant, there was a song flowing between heaven and earth, it was a female voice as clear as flowing water, meandering like a stream of snow in the mountains in spring, but it was full of extreme sadness.

"When the snow fell, time did not stop, and when the snow fell at me like a ball, I was deep in the snow. The man at the end of the line stopped in the snowstorm, and his face suddenly collapsed, and it collapsed like a pile of dust, but no blood flowed out, and all his flesh and blood were swept away by the demons in the wind, and the wind and snow broke down in an instant. The leader of the team has an extra lantern in his hand, its color is blue, bronze, the base is lotus-shaped, and it burns a faint light, and the candle flame also shines, so the halo spreads, sheltering the team from being eroded by the wind and snow, and the figure scattered in the wind, no one cares and no one stops for him.

On the other side of the forest, in front of an abandoned wooden house, someone taped the wood door. The hood obscured all his face, his gray robes were covered with silver frost in the snow, and the wind roared sharply in his ears like countless demons grinding their sharp fangs. And the man stood in front of the hut without a sound.

For a long time, a long time, when he stood in a pile of snow, the wood door creaked, and gently leaned in, so that the boundless wind and snow poured into the house, and the door was pitch black. The pillar of snow at the door trembled slightly, and a hand, poking out of the snow, was already covered with frost, trembling and stretching out into the house, as if to hold something.

Spanning endless time and space, far farther than light years, but perhaps just a stone's throw away, the campfire in the camp burning, the old man on the guard whispering softly, the sound lingering across the ages.

"The traveler sinks in reality, awakens on the lost soil, and crosses the ninefold ocean to the upper realm, thus achieving the original state. ”

The cold touch woke him up from his trance, and he walked into the wooden house, but was at the entrance of a dark cavern,

He walked into the depths of the cavern, and from the depths of the sad and desolate song came.

"The old house is desolate, the door rails are broken and broken, and the hut is hard to withstand the cold. The tactful female voice became clearer and clearer in her ears, she was bitterly speaking, the desolate longing and powerlessness of her lover, and the singing seemed to have magic, making every listener feel like they were in the ice and snow, and experienced the same feelings as the singer.

"Oh dear, have mercy on me, how weak I am at this moment, take me into your arms, and force the cold winter to flee. "The heartbreaking woman in the raging cold wind, the song is so poignant and sad, and it is as beautiful as the sound of heaven that makes people intoxicated, step by step, step by step, every step towards the depths of the deep cave, every step is like a solo dance on the edge of the cliff, the deepest part of the cave, the deepest part of the darkness seems to see the light, the chaotic gray color, like the dim sky buried by the snow.

He stiffened into the depths of the cavern, a faint light engulfed him, and the long-lost woman stood quietly in the cabin, smiling like a flower, as if welcoming her husband home, and outside the window was the dim sunset, and the huge sun wheel was scattered with a halo of blood.

Ah, you're back, I've been waiting for a long, long time...... The woman muttered, her eyebrows were full of affection, stay with me for a while...... After all, I've been waiting hard these days......

The light outside the window was extinguished in an instant, as if the sun wheel fell into the abyss in an instant, and the boundless darkness engulfed everything, except for the woman's bright smile, which remained inextinguishable.

Return, return, when the snowflakes are drifting, when the cicadas are crying. The sky of snow shrouded this silent black forest, countless travelers buried in this quiet area, the wind vane in front of the wooden house pointed to the frozen lake in the wind, the short mournful cry in the cold forest, the messenger of Hades told that there would never be a return, the ice was pitch black under the lake, and in the final picture, a black and withered arm broke through the ice, and the burning fingers bent into claws, reaching out to the distant and dim sky, and the poignant song echoed in this eternal forest again.

Di Zi'an woke up from meditation in a cold sweat, he was sitting on the floor of his sister's room at this time, and when he looked back, he could see that his sister was sleeping peacefully at this time, looking calm, and he didn't dream of anything anymore. Before entering the meditation, Di Zi'an used a rosicrucian ritual on his sister, a magic ritual to expel evil spirits, although it was against his sister's strange gaze, but now he can't care so much, and he used a full moon ritual to temporarily enhance his spirituality.

This practice is equivalent to hiding Lianwei, and then amplifying its own sense of existence, which is easier to attract some bad things. As Di Zi'an expected, there was a flying snow jackdaw in a dream that night. Fortunately, Di Zi'an did not go deep into it, but only captured a small part of the "truth" through the spiritual vision in the dream.

But what I peeped into in that dream was a place that I could never set foot in now, even if it was a traveler, I was afraid that I would have to fold in it without all preparations, even if it was Di Zi'an, it was very dangerous to be targeted by the evil spirit that stayed in the painting, not to mention my sister, even if she was by her side, and performed the rosicrucist ceremony for her every day with spirituality, she could only escape for a while after all,

Di Zi'an looked at Lian Wei's face in her sleep, thinking in her heart that finding mercury in the real world to help her sister be promoted was one way, but it didn't work. I don't have Hermes's golden quill pen, and there is no way to perfectly tattoo the matrix on the human body...... And the other way...... Di Zi'an took out the small box containing the cards from the inside of the trench coat, and pulled out the cards placed on the top layer.

Apprentice.

"Senior, senior" Di Zi'an tried to inject spirituality, and then a blue vortex appeared on the surface of the card,

"Oh! it's you, are you ready to come over after you're done?" The attitude was still quite gentle, and he didn't deliberately embarrass Di Zi'an because he refused once, Di Zi'an organized his language, "It's such a senior, I'm overwhelmed by a painting, and it's probably impossible to handle this matter." ”

"Painting?" the voice in the whirlpool paused, "Painting or something?" Across the world, the blind man walked by the river, and although the river emitted an indescribable stench, he frowned rarely, "It's a bit like the Black Forest, it's a bit of a trouble." The dark river perfectly concealed the underwater existence, but when the river rolled, a huge shadow broke through the water, let out an amazing roar, opened its bloody mouth and bit at the man,

"It's a forbidden area for travelers," Yin Lingxiu waved his hand, and the black catfish, which was two people tall, stopped in mid-air.

Di Zi'an seemed to hear some strange roar on the other side of the whirlpool, but he didn't pay much attention to it, "Traveler's forbidden area?" It felt like something very unacceptable, "Senior, what should I do?"

Yin Lingxiu walked straight forward, ignoring the catfish that was fixed in mid-air and opened its mouth in vain to the ground, "That's it, I'll pull you over first." Throwing the Mentor card into the sky, the light flickered on it, and a huge vortex formed.

Di Zi'an inevitably fell into hesitation, what if this senior had any evil intentions? He was afraid that there was no room for resistance, but the fact was that he thought too much, but he saw a white arm poking out of the whirlpool on the apprentice card, and twisted the collar of Di Zi'an's windbreaker and pulled him in.

What is the apprentice's request that an apprentice can refuse?