The snow went for three days, and Mr. traveled east.

Before leaving, Bai Bei'er came to see Mr.

The gentleman is making tea, and the technique is complicated.

The white bottle was waiting next to him in a cyan linen dress, bowing his head and fiddling with the jade around his waist. She clenched her fists, stretched out her scallion-like index fingers, slapped each other, and poked the jade again in a bored way.

Mr. please tea.

Bai Bei'er was frightened, wrapped the small teacup with both hands, and didn't drink, and said: The snow the day before yesterday, and the matter of the Borderless City, Xiao Wei told me.

Mr. smiled: Of course, I want to talk to you.

Bai Bei'er said again: Everyone in Geshu Mansion is rumored to have a monster hidden in the snow.

Mr. asked: And what about you?

Bai Bei'er replied: Ordinary people can't recognize the changes of immortals.

The gentleman asked: Then why did you come to look for me?

Bai Bottle's voice was as soft as a feather: I'm worried about Xiao Wei.

Bai Bei'er raised his head and asked, "Why does Mr. value Xiao Wei?"

The gentleman said, "He is destined for me."

Bai Bei'er's heart was a little gloomy, and the immortals naturally didn't need to say some nonsense to themselves. Since he himself said that there is fate, that is fate. As for the origin, it seems that I should not be able to ask.

Bai Bottler smelled the fragrance of tea, took a shallow sip, and was speechless for a while, thinking about leaving.

Suddenly, the gentleman said, "Why don't I take you out of the city?"

Bai Bei'er's eyes flashed, and he didn't care about his shyness for a while, for fear that his husband would regret it, and he immediately responded: Okay.

The gentleman laughed and said, "I will not lie about it."

The white bottle was startled, as if the gentleman had seen his own thoughts.

Mr. said, you close your eyes. Bai Bei'er knew the details of Xiao Wei's last trip, and closed her eyes obediently.

Where do you want to go?

Bai Bei'er thought desperately for a while, and only then came up with a few names that resounded all over the world: Dao City, Mo City, and Boundless City, but these names were like symbols of nothingness, and Bai Bei'er only heard a little description in the after-dinner in Geshu Mansion. I've heard that everyone in the Boundless City is nine feet tall, and I've heard that in the Ink City, all the charming warlocks are red silk, but these scales and claws can't piece together a specific impression at all, and she doesn't even have a basis to imagine them, or rather, she doesn't know how to imagine the world beyond Qingjiang.

Her world ends at the walls of Qingjiang.

For as long as I can remember, the white bottle has lived alone. I don't know if she is too weak or too little to speak, and the people around her often consciously or unconsciously ignore her, let alone make friends with her; And because of all kinds of reasons, he has become a dispensable person in the Li Mansion, and he has no privilege to be commanded by all the ladies.

Like all the ordinary people who can only keep their heads down and only make promises, Bai Bei'er can't afford to go out of the city alone, and he has no money to hire someone to accompany him. At first, she made several rounds around the city, but she was always a little overwhelmed. The walls were so high, so high that there was nothing to be done. But people are often like this, the higher the mountains look up, the body can't reach, the more the heart yearns for it. White Bottle was no exception, and she was desperate to know what else was on the earth, and who else were. However, she is not a dreamer, and she does not have the courage to bear the despair and suffering caused by the ethereal dream, so she quietly buries her curiosity and persuades herself to live a more practical life. It's going to be better.

Murder your own curiosity and desire, and the world suddenly becomes lighter. The life of the white bottle is quieter than anyone else, indisputable. Before Xiao Wei, she could give up anything, pampering, even likes and dislikes, or in other words, nothing outside her body could cause her to throb and fight.

But her husband's invitation made her almost faint with excitement.

Excited can't make a choice.

She asked: Can't you go at all?

The gentleman said, "The greedy are not allowed to cry tired."

In the darkness, she could clearly feel her body moving steadily and quickly.

A moment later, her hand was warmly pulled. I don't know whether she was nervous or shy, she curled up her shoulders, her hands and feet were subconsciously tensed, she looked a little stiff, her eyelids were closed more forcefully, and asked: Can I open it?

Open your eyes.

A golden glow appeared in front of him, and the white bottle was blinded for a while. After getting used to it for a while, it became clear that there was a golden tree in front of me. The tree did not grow straight upward, but like a crescent moon, drawing an arc to one side, the tip of the tree almost touching the ground. The main trunk is densely covered with small branches, and each small branch has seven leaves on the left and right, and there are no veins on the leaves. The bark of the tree is almost transparent, from the trunk, to the branches, and as for the leaves, it is a shallow, transparent cortex containing a golden liquid. The liquid flows slowly, and finally converges on the leaves, which slowly expand, swelling into a small ball, and finally falls off when they can't bear the force.

A ball suddenly fell to the ground, did not make the slightest movement, and disappeared.

White Bottle asked: Where is this ball?

The gentleman said, "No."

Bai Bei'er asked: How can you say that if you don't say it's gone, you should be able to dig it out when you go into the ground.

Mr. said: This fruit is very delicate, it cracks when it meets gold, withers when it encounters wood, enters when it encounters soil, burns when it encounters fire, and melts when it encounters water.

Bai Bei'er was curious: Is there no place in this world to put this fruit?

The gentleman stretched out his hands: If a person receives the punishment of heaven, it is outside the five elements, and he can pick up this fruit.

Bai Bei'er didn't seem to understand, and his attention quickly turned to something else: why did this tree grow so crookedly?

What do you see under that tree?

Pointing to a fern, the white bottle replied, "Alder."

Have you ever seen this grass?

This grass is the most ordinary in Qingcheng, of course I have seen it. But this one is a bit smaller. If this alder grass is cleaned up, it can grow into a big tree. But since you live under this big tree, you can't naturally be taller than this tree.

What about this tree?

Bai Bei'er seemed to know a lot about the alder, and said: Not necessarily, it is so cold here, according to the alder, it is said that the alder can't stand the cold, but it is at least alive, maybe it is also sheltered by this tree.

The gentleman asked, "What about the tree?"

Bai Bei'er responded honestly: It's so ugly.

The gentleman laughed loudly: I thought it was ugly when I first saw it.

I thought that if I died, I would be buried here in the company of this ugly tree and grass.

The white bottle said: How could the gentleman die?

I also thought that I would never die, but my disciple calculated it for me.

Bai Bei'er was surprised: Your disciple can actually calculate something that Mr. doesn't even know?

"Yes, she has been with me for a long time and has learned all my skills. In this life, I only care about her. ”

Bai Bei'er suddenly realized and said, "Oh, then this must be the blessed land he chose for you?"

"You look around. ”

It took a week for Bai Bottler to realize that he should be on a very high mountain. She walked to the edge of the cliff and looked into the distance, a white cloud sponge stretched endlessly, and the snow tops stood out from it, like a wave stirring in a sea of clouds. There is snow under your feet, and the distant mountains are white. Only then did I remember to ask the most important question: Where are we?

This is the White Head Mountain, the Ageless Peak. Below the sea of clouds is the first city in the world, the thief city.

Daocheng?

Bai Bottler tiptoed over, trying to pass his gaze through the sea of clouds. After trying for a while, she turned her head and looked at her husband with wide eyes.

If you want to go, nature will take you there.