A few people walked to the riverside, there was a small boat parked on the bank, and there were two oars on it, and Lomme looked around, as if the boat was abandoned here, and did not belong, but looking at the style of the boat, it is not worth too much doubt, but walking the rivers and lakes, sometimes it is better to be careful.

Lin Futian looked at Mo Yunfu, the latter knew it in his heart, took out two coins with strange shapes, and gently threw them into the air, the two coins collided twice in the air, and fell into Mo Yunfu's hand, he held the coins tightly, and there were words in his mouth, and then he opened his eyes, a ray of golden light suddenly flashed, Mo Yunfu opened his hand, and the two coins jumped high, crossed two irregular "ripples" in the air, and flew to the direction of the boat in a staggered manner, and when they were about to reach the boat, the two coins seemed to hit some invisible "curtain" The same thing disappeared without a trace in an instant. Mo Yunfu smiled, it seems that it is really the same as he thought, this ship does not exist, so ...... Is it here?

He looked at Lin Futian, the latter smiled and nodded, Mo Yunfu knew in his heart, he looked at the small boat that seemed to be lonely, and his eyes were complicated.

And so it was.

The rivers and mountains in the world are actually traceable, as if they are not very "regular" lines entwined together, and finally form this world. In the eyes of ordinary people, due to their own limitations, their impression of the world is only retained at the surface level, and looking at the world, it is full of a hazy sense of beauty.

And the world in the eyes of the cultivators, the parts of the eyes of many ordinary people that seem to be clouded and mist, are clearly visible in their eyes, although they have lost a certain sense of haze, but they have experienced another kind of beauty, that is, the "gift" from this world to the cultivators in the world, which is a feeling that can only be understood, not spoken, and only those lucky cultivators can experience the world itself.

Although the river in front of you is clearly visible, but you can't see the scene at the bottom of the river, ordinary rivers, at a glance, there will inevitably be traces to follow, and the "sketch painting" in the eyes of those monks will also be extraordinarily clear, but this river is an accident, there is no trace at all, so the only explanation is: this river is not recognized by this world [exile land]. Legend has it that the [Exiled Land] is full of opportunities and risks, because cultivators in this area are like all the cultivation and mana of the whole body have disappeared, and they have completely become ordinary people, so no matter what happens, they can only rely on their own physical strength to correspond, but there are also magic weapons, treasures that are not recognized by this world, and opportunities left by predecessors and so on.

Some people ascend to heaven, while others unfortunately turn into dust.

Historical records are all verified.

Lin Futian looked at the small boat docked on the riverside, his brows furrowed, the ferry ship of the [Exiled Land]?Legend is a supreme space magic weapon that can travel through various worlds, but why does it appear here?and...... It docked.

Legend has it that this ferry ship has never stopped shuttling through the worlds, and there is no record of it docking in the records, which leads people to think that it is the [Ship of Exile] that will never stop drifting in the worlds, people don't know why it wanders through the worlds, they don't know how it was made, they don't know where it is going, they don't know where it is going, but it seems to be looking for something?

Because it has been appearing repeatedly in various parts of this world at very long intervals over the years, sometimes it appears near the [Exiled Land], sometimes it just appears at random, without a specific location, and this time they met this ferry, it can be regarded as a surprise.

After learning about this ferry and the [Exiled Land], Luo Mei and Zhao Jingzhi looked a little surprised, they didn't expect to encounter this kind of legendary thing, but in addition to being surprised and a little nervous, these two were more excited, and they were not afraid that they would encounter something unexpected in it.

Lin Futian had no choice but to hold his forehead, a woman is a creature, you can never say that you fully understand her.

Mo Yunfu looked around and sighed, it seems that he can only pass from here, if he takes a detour, he may not be able to catch up with [Zhenling Mountain]. Lin Futian gently patted Mo Yunfu's shoulder and smiled, "Don't worry, we'll get through it safely." Seeing Lin Futian say this, Mo Yunfu was a little relieved, and he smiled, "Okay." ”

I remember that someone said before that "the empty mountain is the most dangerous", but in fact, the [Exiled Land], which is not recognized by time, is the most dangerous, and it is the "danger" itself in the world.

Lin Futian pushed the boat away from the riverside, and several people boarded the boat one after another, Lin Futian looked at the boat, but he didn't expect that the boat was still quite large, and the four people sitting on it did not look crowded. "The boat doesn't have oars?" asked Lomé suspiciously, and when she looked closely at the legendary ferry, she saw that there were no oars, but before anyone could answer her question, the boat began to move slowly, rickety and unhurried, as if it had been a long journey through the ages.

Not long after the boat moved forward, clouds suddenly rose on the surface of the river, and the layers became thicker and heavier. Lin Futian stood at the bow of the boat, his left hand on the hilt of the Moon Pot, squinting and expressionless. Luo Mei and the others behind him also secretly prepared the talisman at the bottom of the box, ready at any time, in case of emergency.

The boat is still moving forward slowly, several people's heartstrings are becoming more and more tense, watching the clouds and mist on the river slowly pushed away by the boat, but still can't see the situation of five fingers, the more you go forward, the thicker the clouds and fog, making people a little breathless, gradually, the hearts of several people are more and more bottomless, a kind of panic for no reason appeared in the hearts of several people, but when they saw the expressionless forest burial queen standing at the bow of the boat, their hearts were a little relieved. Lin Futian is an existence that can make Luo Mei and them feel at ease, even in this [exiled land] where it seems to have nowhere to rely on, it is the same, and when they see it, they will feel at ease.

Gradually, the clouds became lighter, Luo Mei looked at the smooth mirror of the river, felt a little strange, bit his lip, took out the bamboo sword and gently probed the river, when the bamboo sword touched the river, it did not go to the bottom of the river as expected, but made a slightly dull sound, Luo Mei was startled, "Could it be ...... Isn't this the small river just now?" Luo Mei's sound quickly attracted the attention of the others, Mo Yunfu swallowed his saliva, pinched the coin in his hand, closed his eyes and carefully deduced, after a while, a layer of sweat appeared on Mo Yunfu's forehead, he opened his eyes, panting, "I can't count it." Mo Yunfu sat down a little weakly. Lin Futian walked up to him and smiled, "Don't worry, this is the [Exiled Land], and your method won't work here." Mo Yunfu nodded helplessly, looking at the boundless clouds and mist in the distance, his eyes were complicated, and he lowered his head.

Lin Futian looked at the river and muttered, "The fog is heavy. ”

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In a small town, a yellow-haired man in white clothes sat cross-legged on the stone steps not far from the teahouse, quietly reading a Buddhist scripture that seemed to have been turned over many times, and on his left wrist hung a string of Buddhist beads that looked very inconsistent with his identity, and the style was good. It is said that as long as you can "meditate and leave delusions, and be careful with the beads", you will be able to attain Bodhi and Nirvana as soon as possible.

The yellow-haired man had words in his mouth, and from time to time he flipped through the scriptures, and his yellow hair hung down quietly in the sunlight, but it was not so eye-catching, but in fact, his appearance was like girls, no, it attracted the green girls who passed by the town to come to this road from time to time, just to see this foreign man. The man pretended not to see it, but the corners of his mouth were hooked, and he continued to flip through the scriptures that he didn't know how many times he had read.

The owner of the teahouse is a middle-aged burly man, he looked at the girls in the town who came to see the foreign men not far from the teahouse, and he was also a little jealous, thinking that he was almost treated like this back then, and then look at the current mother-in-law, before she got married, she was born with a delicate and good-looking appearance, and she spoke softly, but after so many years, she didn't pay attention to it at all, "nature" It was so obvious that the people in the town said that he had married a tigress and went back, and he sometimes heard others say that, and he felt that he also agreed with it, but after thinking about it, wasn't it the credit of his own family that he could run this teahouse so leisurely now? I now take care of the business of the teahouse during the day, and arrange travelers to stay in the hotel at night, and I have to make a lot of money in a month, I have to say, although my mother-in-law is a little overbearing, but anyway, I like it.

The middle-aged man smiled innocently, continued to take care of the business of the teahouse, he looked at his mother-in-law working in the back kitchen, she was cutting vegetables, it seemed that he had a good taste at night, it was his favorite braised fish! The middle-aged man nodded, looking at his hard-working and busy wife, the sun shone on her side face, as if her usual domineering and domineering were smoothed out, and became much softer.

It's beautiful.

The man thought about it for a while, had all his years of leisure been bought by his wife's years of hard work? He looked at the back of his mother-in-law, just like the twenty-year-old young man who looked at the delicate and lovely girl a little shyly.

The sun is just right, and the midday breeze gently blows through those small corners that have been ignored by memory, and some things have not changed much, but they will last for a long time.

The yellow-haired man twisted the Buddha beads in his left hand, smiled and put the tea bowl back, and suddenly found that he was still wearing a cross tied with a chain on his right wrist, the yellow-haired man handed over the tea bowl, walked out of the tea house, took a deep breath, looked at the sky, and squinted.

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Exiled Lands.

The thickening fog caused everyone on the boat to be a little overwhelmed except for Lin Futian, and they could only hope for Lin Futian, who was always standing at the bow of the boat. Gradually, the mist slowly moved to the bottom of the boat, floating on the surface of the river, at this time it seemed that the river was flowing, Luo Mei looked at the gray-black mist flowing under the boat, silently grasped the bamboo sword, Mo Yunfu secretly deduced, but there was no result, which made him a little helpless. The shadow of the moon under Zhao Jingzhi's eyes gradually blurred, as if the moon under his eyes had completely sunk to the bottom of the water.

Suddenly, an empty voice came from somewhere, and it actually made Lin Futian, who had been unruly all along, tremble. "Li Shuluo?" these three words have been repeated, every time these three words are repeated, Lin Futian feels that his soul has an urge to leave his body, Lin Futian clenched the tip of his tongue, sat cross-legged on the spot, trying his best to keep himself awake, Luo Mei and the others saw the strangeness of Lin Futian, and quickly walked to Lin Futian's side, "Are you okay?" Lin Futian frowned, his body trembling a little, "Didn't you hear?" "What did you hear?" Luo Mei and the others asked suspiciously.

Lin Futian nodded and said, "It's good that I didn't hear it." Then he fainted.

Vaguely, Lin Futian seemed to have had a long dream, this dream made him very sad, I don't know why he was so sad, and then he heard a sentence, it felt a little familiar, the voice was very crisp, like a woman said, only two words, but the meaning was unknown,—— "self-crossing". Somehow, after hearing this, Lin Futian seemed to have figured out a lot of things and felt a lot of things at once, but he couldn't tell what these things were, it was just a mysterious feeling.

After figuring it out, Lin Futian felt his heart tremble, and then woke up. After waking up, I found that the boat had docked, and asked Luo Mei about them, only to know that there was no danger on the way, but there was nothing special to worry about, except for Lin Futian, no one else heard that sentence, after Lin Futian fainted, the fog disappeared, and there was nothing special to say about the next trip, and a few people did not pick up any valuable objects, nor did they suffer any losses.

After several people learned that Lin Futian was fine, they followed Lin Futian's intention and continued to move forward. Lin Futian walked at the front of the team, watching the verdant trees that greeted him become more and more vivid under the sun, and there was an indescribable joy and relaxation in his heart.

Crossing the world, and then looking at the world, it is still the world.

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The strange man with a cross and Buddhist beads next to him walks through the streets of the town, as if he is killing time, so he seems to be a little careless. Suddenly, a boy ran in front of him, and when he passed by the yellow-haired man, he glanced at him, and seemed to think that such a person was so strange, dressed strangely, and smiled strangely at himself. The yellow-haired man shook his head, holding a rosary in his left hand and a cross in his right hand, and saw the woman chasing the child not far behind, the man's eyes were complicated.

Because the children in the school have new clothes to wear, and then look at the clothes they wear or bought last year, he is a little jealous, so he went to beg his mother, hoping that the mother will buy a new dress for him, and begged the mother for a long time, the mother agreed, but the mother's vision is really not good, the clothes she picked are not what the child likes, the child wants the same style of clothes as his peers in the school, but the price of that dress is a bit high, the mother does not agree, she wants to buy the clothes she picked, and the child does not like the clothes, the child ran out of the store that sold the clothes in shame, and felt that he was a little wronged。

Most of the reasons for the child to run away in anger are reasonable, but these reasons seem reasonable now, because he is still young, but if it is still like this in the future, it will be a little unreasonable. Nothing in the world is taken for granted.

It's easy to understand, but it's not very easy to understand, maybe you don't understand it now, you won't understand it in the future, maybe you don't understand it now, you will understand it later.

I hope you understand.

Over there.

The child fled back to the house, and the woman looked at the child who was angry with her, and reluctantly went back to buy the clothes that the child wanted, and the child who received the clothes was a little overwhelmed, and looked at the sweaty mother in a daze, and suddenly felt that she was not so happy to receive the new clothes. "Mother, I don't want this dress anymore. The child hesitated for a moment, then spoke. The woman wiped the sweat from her forehead, put her hand on the child's head, stroked the child's hair, and smiled, "Why?" the child did not answer, but shook his head vigorously.

The man held a Buddhist bead and stood on a street corner watching all this, silent.