The clouds slowly drifted away, about to melt into the gray-white sky in front of them.

The shadows of the mountains and trees were far out of view, and the world seemed to have always been so calm and unwavering, and it would always be so empty and quiet without worrying about anything.

It wasn't until a black-haired fluffy thing suddenly stretched in and blocked a large area of the sky that Lin Yuqing suddenly came back to his senses. He turned his head, met a pair of big silver eyes, and asked, "What for?"

"You've been lying here for a long time," Nagarjuna said, and the long hair and beard on his face trembled in unison, scratching his face lightly, "Aren't you cold? Aren't you hungry?

"Not cold, not hungry, good-looking. ”

Lin Yuqing turned over, feeling that the bones, muscles, and blood seemed to have frozen wood on the snow. The wood freeze also had a good point, even if he was hurt when he rolled down the cliff after Ida left, he could barely feel it.

"Did you fall into your mind?" Nagarjuna leaned over and sniffed him carefully, as if he could smell the injury in his head, "I was holding you as much as I could......"

"I'm not happy in my heart," Lin Yuqing finally sighed, turned over and sat up: "Didn't you see Ida and Rongguang leaving!"

Nagarjuna blinked his big eyes, tilted his head and asked, "Then what can you do if you lie at the bottom of this valley?"

Lin Yuqing was stunned for a moment, and his tone suddenly became bad: "Isn't it okay to lie down? What's the use of me going out of the mountain? You have also heard the words of glory, what is the use of me doing something?"

"Of course not, your face is frozen purple. Nagarjuna looked at him calmly, "You're just upset about this?"

The boy let out a long breath and buried his face in the palm of his hand.

"I don't understand you as a fallen spirit. His voice came from under a haggy black hair, and he murmured: "I've been out for a few months, and no one has found it, and it's still ...... And saw so many deaths. What to do next, where to go, I don't know ......"

After he said a few words, he felt that there were all kinds of more vague emotions that fluctuated in his mind, stirring into a turbulent current and floating in his mind; he was stunned, he raised his eyes, and his long eyelashes trembled slightly: "Every time, I have made what I think is the right choice, you say, why is it not like that at all?

"It's much easier to set a fire than to put it out. Nagarjuna sighed, blowing its own beard and shaking, "If you just want to cause chaos in the world, what's so strange about coming up with a hundred and eighty ideas?"

It didn't expect that as soon as it said this, Lin Yuqing fell into deep thought in a daze, and he didn't say anything for a long time.

Just as the black-haired danzi took two steps closer to see his expression, the young man raised his head coldly and startled Nagarjuna—"You're right!"

"Huh?"

"Whether it's the Holy Alliance or the Fang Country, since the rules of the past have collapsed, let them go!" Lin Yuqing took a deep breath, and his cheeks finally flushed slightly: "I want to do the right thing, so what is the right thing......?" No, even if I just behave according to the rules of the past, I can't stop the world from changing...... If I jump into the endless river, I will not be able to stop the water, I will only be swept away by it. ”

The black briquette-like dragon tree blinked blankly: "This...... Did I just say that?"

"That's right!" Lin Yuqing accentuated slightly, "What you said inspired me." Why should I jump into the river when I can't stop it? I could have stood on the shore and rescued the people who were swept away by the river!"

"...... the river?"

Nagarjuna didn't seem to be very good at analogies, and sat down in a group on the snow, bewildered in thought—but the boy let out a long breath as if he had figured something out, and laughed, "What about the cloth bag? I'm hungry!"

When he continued to fall down the second time, Nagarjuna had not forgotten to roll up the cloth bag in his busy schedule. It's just that one person and one spirit rolled all the way, and the cloth had already spread out, and the cakes fell all over the ground, and there was a lot of stucco and snow powder. Lin Yuqing threw off the ashes, tore off a hard corner and put it in his mouth.

The cold meat filling exuded a greasy fishy smell, not in any way similar to the wheat cakes he had eaten in Jiyingling before, but Lin Yuqing still remembered the appearance of Ida bowing her head and silently shrinking under the corner to eat the cake.

Her face was always so pale and pale that once she had a shadow in her heart, it floated on her face with strange clarity.

In fact, he wants to take back his family's honor from the Holy See...... What's wrong with Ada?

Lin Yuqing looked at the meatloaf in his hand, slowly stopped chewing, and sighed.

It's just that she just found glory. This is tantamount to opening the floodgates and releasing water, and the flood will wash the world even more chaotic.

"Eat quickly, think about it when you're full, where are we going next?" Nagarjuna saw that he didn't eat or move, and sat there holding the meatloaf for a long time, and finally couldn't help but ask.

Lin Yuqing shook his hand when he heard this, and was about to throw the meatloaf out, but he paused again. He re-wrapped a few loaves of bread and stuffed them into his arms, and then stood up with his tired, aching body, as if he were about to fall apart, and surveyed the valley.

"I'll have to go back to the Holy Alliance, after all, people disappeared over there...... Maybe I can still find out what information has been missed. The boy sighed, "But it's impossible to climb up from here, where are we falling now?"

The barrier mountain range is layered on top of each other, and the terrain is so complex that even the people of Fang cannot figure it out, and now there is no other way but to go down this canyon and see if you can climb out of the mountain.

Luckily, the sky was clear on the night after a heavy snowfall. If there weren't for the stars to show him the way, Lin Yuqing probably wouldn't even be able to identify the direction of the Holy Alliance—there was no suitable path for people to walk in these thousands of mountains, and after two days, he was dizzy and confused, and his impression was almost all that was left of the burning pain on his skin when he was constantly whipped and scraped by the bushes.

On the morning of the third day, Lin Yuqing began to climb the mountains again in a daze. He was so tired from walking that it wasn't until he had walked some distance that he realized that Nagarjuna hadn't followed.

The canyon was so dense that it obscured most of the day, and despite a heavy snowfall, the plants still stubbornly spread out on the earth and rock faces, as if they were not ready for winter. Lin Yuqing squinted at it, and finally saw the shadow like a small briquette from a faint dark green, and couldn't help but exclaim: "What are you doing?"

Nagarjuna turned his head, his silver eyes flashing in the shadow of the branches: "It's a little strange here...... You come here. ”

Lin Yuqing dragged his two legs, slowly approached and asked, "What's wrong?"

It's a rock covered in vines and shrubs, and it looks like no other place.

Nagarjuna looked at him, and said nothing, and with a flick of his tail, swept all the bushes that grew in front of the rock, and the dry branches rustled down, and there was no resistance at all, as if they had been deliberately piled up here.

A deep crack in the rock, like a cracked valley, was exposed in the skylight under the swaying of vines.

"This ...... Is it deep here?" Lin Yuqing looked inside, his voice swaying softly in the rock wall, he groped his way forward and walked a few steps, and suddenly exclaimed "ah" -

Nagarjuna was startled and hurried into the crevice, his figure was gone. It was about to rush into the depths of the crevice, when it suddenly heard Lin Yuqing's voice vaguely and sounding out of nowhere, as if it was separated by an unknown number of heavy stone walls, faintly echoing into a piece.

"Yes...... Is that you?"