(Final)

Mu Ziyun took Wanmin with him, no, he should be carrying Wanmin on his back, or he was holding it, and he couldn't tell the difference. Crossing the snow-capped mountains, wading through the pig iron plains, rubbing shoulders with the dragon, and confronting the storm, is this still Huzhou? Yes, Huzhou also has to change because of him.

They seem to have turned into villains, walking through huge villages, why is this road so long? They met many strange people, there were ghostly fire bodies, small people with long ears and big heads, giants with short ears and small heads, a giant whale jumped up from the soft mud like sea water, and turned into a black ship like a stone mountain in mid-air, the world became grotesque and bizarre, but Mu Ziyun became more and more ordinary, without the ability to practice, without all kinds of innate abilities, he and Wanmin were really like a little human couple, Mu Ziyun's brain was very empty, he couldn't let himself concentrate on thinking about even a small thing, Huzhou is like a big world that is constantly being randomly combined, and there will be "surprises" at every moment.

He and Wan Min stayed at the hotel of Niu Tou Ma Mian, and they also met many humans along the way, but some of them had been made into flesh and blood specimens by monsters, and some had been taken in as pets, and their names were not as good as those of slaves. The two of them relied on each other for their lives, went through one difficult thing after another, and endured countless hardships, and finally, they saw the holy place in their hearts.

It was an ordinary hill, and from a distance the view was clear, except for a simple cabin and a straight staircase, and nothing else.

Wan Min was dressed like a peasant woman, holding the little doll he and Mu Ziyun gave birth to on the way in her arms, Mu Ziyun also looked like a farmer, his waist was a little bent, his beard was also long, and after seeing the mountain, his empty eyes finally showed a hint of agility.

Came to the foot of the mountain, stood in front of the steps, looked up, the wooden house at the top was only a hundred steps away from him, Mu Ziyun took a step but stopped in the air and shrank back, turned back to Wanmin and said, "You just don't move here, I'll come down after I go up." ”

Wan Min didn't speak, she didn't nod, she was holding the child, her face was not as white as before, Mu Ziyun walked up the steps, the more he walked, the heavier his body became, his brain was getting heavier, he walked more than a dozen steps, he suddenly stopped, turned his head, Wan Min was very close to him, but it made him feel very far away, and the scenery behind Wan Min was not the same as when he came, it became a clean green forest path. Wan Min didn't speak, but a pair of eyes looked at him tenderly.

Mu Ziyun's heart began to ache, and a sadness also came to his heart, he suddenly ran down, hugged Wanmin, kissed her forehead, and then said: "You go with me, take my hand, don't let go, remember, don't let go at any time." ”

Wan Min was not shy, this time, she nodded firmly with her eyes.

The two held hands and walked side by side towards the cabin on the hill.

The wooden house had no windows, only one door, Mu Ziyun knocked on the door, there was no echo, and pushed the door in. There was really nothing in it, except for a bed nailed from a wooden board in the corner, but there was a window, but it was more like an irregular opening in the wooden wall.

Mu Ziyun looked around, sat on the bed, and suddenly felt that Wan Min was gone, so he quickly turned his head, fortunately, the two were still holding hands, and Wan Min was sitting beside him. But Wan Min changed her clothes and didn't hold the child anymore, she held a sword in her hand and a robe on her body, yes, isn't this what Mu Ziyun saw before going to sea in the Eastern Regions, the last look of Wan Min?

Mu Ziyun grabbed Wanmin's jade hand with both hands, Wanmin was not shy, smiled slightly, but looked ahead.

Mu Ziyun also looked forward and saw a girl, she was wearing a bright red dress, with a willow waist and hips, and she could see the grace of her figure at a glance. Mu Ziyun only saw her waist, and before he could see her face, a hand stretched out from his red sleeve.

What a silent world, like a long white painting on a white paper, with endless content, but it can't be said by anyone, Mu Ziyun can't see anything else, only the hand, he lowered his head and smiled, smiling happily.

He began to reach out his hands to grasp it, as if to grasp his own heart.

In the quiet room, the quiet person, Wan Min was silent, she couldn't speak, but she grabbed Mu Ziyun's left hand tightly, however, she couldn't speak, and watched Mu Ziyun's hand leave her. She was so sad, but she became dumb, and tears flowed down her face and dripped behind Mu Ziyun's back.

Finally, Mu Ziyun grabbed the hands, and he finally saw the face, how obsessed and familiar the girl's face was. The girl came to her senses with a smile, bit Mu Ziyun's lip, and after parting, she flicked Mu Ziyun's forehead again, her cute appearance was really likable, she aroused all Mu Ziyun's emotions, and only heard her say: "Xiaomu! Bad apple! Why did you come to me! ”

Mu Ziyun smirked and said, "Little Red Bell... Little Red.... Bell... Bell? "Yes, the beautiful woman in the red dress in front of him, where is the little matchmaker in Huzhou who once made him think about it day and night, and it is the beautiful bell who confided his love to him. However, he never left Huzhou, but the bell appeared.

After being surprised, Mu Ziyun quickly calmed down, seemed to think clearly, he smiled stupidly, hugged her body gently, pressed her ear and said, "Bell, I'm really... I miss you so much! ”

The two men held hands and walked towards the outside of the cabin. Behind, Wanmin sitting on the wooden bed, she was in tears, she couldn't speak, but she listened to Mu Ziyun's words, she held on tightly and never let go.

When he walked out, the mountains and rivers outside were beautiful, there were clouds floating in the sky, birds were singing, and Mu Ziyun felt the breath of all things.

He looked back and saw that the cabin was empty and empty, but he only shrugged his shoulders and walked down the hill.

Yes, he's the only one, no Wanmin, no bell.

He walked out of this "paradise" like a place and stood in a land of thorns, time stood still, everyone maintained that momentary movement, and the leaves were "fixed" in the air. Mu Ziyun walked with his heart, not knowing where he would go, but he thought it was right.

It wasn't long before he saw the back of a man, and then he walked up to the man, and in front of him, he saw a beautiful girl.

Ye Zi resumed his dance steps in the air, and Mu Ziyun heard a sentence: "You can't come back?" I'll ask you. ”

Mu Ziyun was stunned for a moment, and looked at the girl in front of him with a smile.

The girl snorted, clenched her sword and said, "Don't come back!" It has nothing to do with me either. ”

Mu Ziyun smiled again, laughed very happily, he walked up to the girl and touched her face, the girl was embarrassed and anxious, raised her leg and kicked him, and said angrily: "You... What are you doing. Mu Ziyun took out the rootless feather, handed it to her, and said, "Minmin..."

"What Minmin.... What nonsense! The girl's face turned red with shame, and she thought to herself, how could he call herself that, like... It's like calling yourself a lady.

Mu Ziyun smiled, and then said: "Minmin, I'm leaving, give you this, it's my root, you take it, and I can return to you." ”

Wan Min took the rootless feather, frowned slightly, there was a trace of sadness in her eyes, she pretended not to care, but asked, "How long, how long will you come back." ”

Mu Ziyun cried, crying silently but haggard, he laughed and cried: "I don't know, I don't know, but you have to wait for me, you have my roots in your hands, you think of me, I can find my way back." ”

"What are you crying about... You—" Wan Min was a little overwhelmed. Huzi said strangely in the back: "I said that you kid is really fake, cry a hairball!" It's not a shame to be ashamed, and it's not to go out and die! Returned! ”

Mu Ziyun nodded with a smile, leaned over, and wanted to kiss her lips, but stopped halfway, Wanmin's face was red and could ooze blood, she almost stopped breathing, and her hands holding the sword were trembling.

Finally, Mu Ziyun retracted his body, he looked at Wan Min with a tearful smile, turned around and walked out. Wan Min seemed to be a little disappointed, but he also suddenly had a lot of sadness, he saw Mu Ziyun and Huzi finally get on the boat and float away, the boundless, hopeless and dreamless, distant fate.

(Final)

A person is the whole world, the whole world - is a person, how can Mu Ziyun not know it, he understands, he knows, but he is reluctant to see the reality clearly, he is willing to live like this, live as he wants, but... A person's colorful world is, after all, lonely and false, he can do anything, but he can't get anything real.

Next, there are countless times, Mu Ziyun followed Huzi into the Seven Kingdoms, became a god, arrived at Guanglang Liuli Island, met the bell and Fang Tianmu, he resisted the urge to almost jump out of his heart when he saw the bell, and tried not to change anything, but he still failed many times, lost in countless changes, he either did not leave Huzhou, did not look for Wanmin, but went to find the little matchmaker, or did not look for them, but robbed Huzi's lover Feng Jing, or he didn't say anything, turned into a demon on the spot, insulted Wanmin and the women, and became shouted and beaten by everyone.

However, no matter how many times he came back, he would place an immutable hill, where there was a small wooden house, in which there was a person he had chosen at the beginning of his re-fantasy, a person who could always pull himself back to reality, maybe Wanmin, maybe Bell, maybe Kite, Feng Jing, Huzi, so that he could recognize where it was when his mind was completely out of control.

Countless failures, he has experienced thousands of lives, become a resident of Guanglang Liuli Island, become the leader of a certain sect, all kinds of lives have bloomed in turn on the basis of what he has really experienced, how many years? It doesn't matter anymore.

One in a million chance, he endured it, grasped it, he really started over, a good step, laughed when he should laugh, cried when he should cry, scolded when he should scold, and even experienced how many times he died again, he completely relied on his memory, and walked the real life road he had walked before.

He was beheaded off, and was led by the ugly little girl to walk on the long street, and came to the Nai He Bridge, saw Meng Po, said the same thing, word for word, entered the country of ghosts, and saw the long streets intertwined in various eras, he walked according to the original steps, asked the bearer, asked another guillotine ghost, sat somewhere, Finally waited for a little boy, the boy beckoned him, he followed, smiled and followed, but when the narrow road was about to end, Mu Ziyun opened his mouth and shouted: "Okay, That's it! ”

The little boy didn't look back, but gradually disappeared, and Mu Ziyun heard the child's laughter getting farther and farther away.

The road in front of him turned into a wall, and Mu Ziyun turned around and walked back to the ghost street. He smiled mysteriously, and accidentally ran into a person, who was also a revenant, and the revenant glared at him and left.

Mu Ziyun raised his head, his shoulders were shaking, he smelled the smell and heard all kinds of sounds, yes, it was the kind of sound he didn't expect, the next road was unfamiliar, and the next world was no longer just him.

He- came back, really came back.

A fifteen or sixteen-year-old girl with a pink paper umbrella came from between the dead and stood in front of him, the girl had scarlet lips and white face, a little thin hair was coiled up, the hair hanging down next to her face was very straight, a finger-sized doll jewelry hung on her ears, and two delicate little feet playfully stepped on the wooden shoes, the girl looked at him with a smile, but it still made Mu Ziyun's back feel like it was cold, and it was very cold.

Mu Ziyun crossed his waist and breathed a sigh of relief, all the fatigue was peeled off his heart, he smiled lightly at first, then laughed, and after calming down, he said: "I know what you want to say, I have this ability, you have to say, long time no see." ”

Xiaohui'er was still smiling, she turned the handle of the umbrella, and said, "Well, long time no see, I've been waiting too long." ”

(Nan Jue's words: At this point, Mu Ziyun has finally come out of the fantasy world, some people may still not understand, it doesn't matter, Nan Jue may write a few explanations tomorrow, well, maybe he will write too much.) Some people will think that Mu Ziyun's return to reality is a bit abrupt, in fact, this is a more reasonable method that Nanjue thinks, very special, Nanjue also likes it very much, Nanjue just said to a friend, my latest eight chapters can be regarded as one of my writing peaks, I bragged, I can use these eight chapters to look down on the world, hahaha, isn't it narcissistic. Alas, no one replied to my words, no one said if they wanted to watch the Nine Songs of Mountain Ghosts, and sure enough, there were very few people who read books, it didn't matter, life would always be good, right? I'm going to revise it over and over again until someone likes it. Come on Nanjue, I hope you can be like Mu Ziyun, walk out of the world of one person and no longer be lonely. ）