By the time the sun tilted again to one side of the earth's surface, the ship and the water were nearing the end of the mountains. The sun was still steaming the earth, but if there was nothing, you could see clouds coming from the other side of the world, gradually obscuring the sunlight.

At the edge of the mountains was a wildfire-scarred land, and the desert had lost its color, leaving only a few jet-black embers drifting slowly and straight into the sky, approaching the round sun.

When the young man in the long-locked ship saw the smoke, he realized that the Death or Life had broken away from the stratostratosphere and was approaching the surface again. They crossed the midday mountains in an unremarkable way.

At that time, it had been a long time since the disintegration of Zaiyi, maybe a month, maybe two months, maybe a year or more. With only one person left, he never tried to keep track of time again. To kill time, he began to record all the things he remembered in a glass book.

After writing the Sunset City language, it will be written in the Gear Man language, and after the Gear Man language is written, it will be written in the Qiongqiu language, and after the Qiongqiu language is written, it can also be changed to Chinese. When he wrote Chinese, he finally saw a little sparkling at the end of the vast expanse of the earth. That's the reflection of the sun on the water.

The young man took a deep breath and thought of his mother, of the riverbank, of the dew, of the snails, and of the many friends he had been.

"It could be coming! It's coming! ”

The thought was like some kind of spell. With an indescribable anxiety, he hurried out of the sea of glass books.

But when he walked past the mirror, he saw his decadent posture, so he hurriedly combed and shaved and cut his hair, and then took a bath. When he finished bathing, he opened the closet. There wasn't much in the cupboard, and he hurriedly put on a few pieces of Qiongqiu-style clothes on himself, and then put on a lionskin coat.

Facing Lionskin, he remembered the newborn Gear Man he had put aside. He hurried to the Exterior Observation Chamber. Sunlight shone into the room, and he saw the cogwheel man quietly reading a glass book.

The sound of the door knocking caused him to look back, and it looked in surprise at the elder he had a crush on, carefully put down the book, and then hid in the binoculars.

Gu Chuan walked to the side of the telescope and asked it with a smile:

"Don't be afraid, I won't beat you."

"I—I'm not afraid you'll hit me."

The gear man stumbled and said:

"I'm afraid you'll yell loudly again, and I'll be so sad to hear that voice." That look scared him even more. Because of fear, it never dared to go out of the external observation room, and only relied on the pinion machine to send washing oil to live.

The young man was silent.

After a while, he said:

"It's okay, I won't yell anymore. You come out. ”

It obediently came out, a boxy head, completely bare gears, hinges, and wiring. In the knowledge of the Cogwheel Man, it is not yet an adult, and therefore has no skinning.

Gu Chuan asked it:

"What's your name?"

"Behind the load is the pole, so I call it extremely far."

Jiyuan didn't stumble at all when he said this, this was given to it by Zaiyi.

"Did Zai Yi tell you, what should you do next?"

He was extremely happy because Gu Chuan was willing to talk to him, and he said loudly:

"Zai Yi said that I want to read more and talk to people more!"

"That's good." Gu Chuan nodded, and then said, "What should I do after I told you?" ”

Jiyuan Says:

"Finish the question!"

Although Jae-chan didn't have time to tell him what the problem was.

The young man smiled:

"I know, that's the big goal of the Gear Man. But I'm asking...... What are you going to do when you're looking at the glass book here, like that? Or while you are studying, you don't do anything else? ”

Facing the fleshy man from afar, with innocent eyes open, he was upset by the question.

The old young man walked to the window on his own, and watched the sun go down from the bow of the boat. From here, the sun is already farther away on the mountain. Surrounded by mountains, the middle of the field is dotted with hundreds of small pools of water. Every pool of water is like a blue star in a green-yellow sky.

The river was so great that it rose and flooded several lands between the water pools. The lone tree stood on the edge of the water, as if it was about to touch the blue sky.

"I, I haven't thought about it yet!"

Speaking loudly from the distance, it sounded a little proud.

Gu Chuan turned his head and looked at this familiar and unfamiliar gear man. He said:

"Then follow me for a while, how about it?"

It nodded, then asked aloud in anticipation:

"And what are we going to do next?"

Gu Chuan paused and said:

"Get ready to salute, we're going to land."

Far away hurriedly busy. At the young man's instructions, he collected the glass book he was going to read in a large box and loaded the box with two straps. And the pinion machine prepared three full oil bottles for him, and Gu Chuan taught him to make a belt for bottles.

Then the young man examined its face for a long time, and said:

"Your face will scare people."

It asked hurriedly:

"So what should I do?"

The young man turned around and rummaged through the warehouse for a long time before he found clothes that were suitable for the distance. It was the first garment he wore on his body, and it was repaired by Zaiyan at some point. He put a hat on it, a blouse and trousers, and a coat, and dressed it tightly.

Far from being like Zaiyi, it has not yet learned human laughter, but the turn of the gears on its body proves that its heart is both nervous and happy.

When the young man said he was going to leave after another night's sleep, he suddenly felt so frightened and agitated that he couldn't read a glass book. Every second of the past is called unpeaceful.

The pinion machine squeaked at it. It became annoyed as if it understood, and chased the pinion machine to fight. The two little ones were arguing for a long time, and the door at the bow of the boat suddenly opened.

Gu Chuan, who was neatly equipped, looked at the two little guys running around and said:

"It's time to go!"

At this point, the excitement and uneasiness that was far away disappeared. It stands in place, with a child-specific pure response and the Tao:

"Hmmm! Going! ”

Yumesheng lined the boat to the very edge of the water, and the side door of the Dead or Alive opened and led up the stairs to the muddy surface. An old man, a new cogwheel man, a stupid little cogwheel machine with little wisdom, set foot on this land by the river together. Then, Mengsheng took off again with the boat, slowly following behind them.

The calm man walked ahead, and Jiyuan, carrying a huge box on his back, walked behind him, looking at the graceful and beautiful land around him.

The sound of the water was mighty, and the blue currents were sparkling and rippling under the sun. From time to time, the rising tide of the river flooded the clogs at the feet of the young people, and it was cool.

He stared at the vast surface of the water in a daze, at the primitive mountains at the other end of the water, and at the sparkling waves on the water. It is a natural and pristine sea, and it is a river that has returned from overseas.

The sunlight is golden along the river. The golden ears that grow in the grass by the river are like the sun shining in the ground, and the wild red flowers shine like flames in the sun.

Rows of light birds silently swept across the calm lake, dragging up fading waves. The leisurely clouds in the water will be lost and swept to the riverbank.

He closed his eyes for a moment, listening to the sound of water, wind, and grass as if he had been detached from all adventure and suffering.

"What is this?"

Jiyuan lay motionless at the water's edge, curiously looking at the small fish swimming in the clouds in the water.

"It's called a river, and it's a big river."

Gu Chuan said to it.

"Oh, oh...... I remembered! ”

Jiyuan nodded excitedly and solemnly.

The sun's afterglow casts a rosy edge on the clouds that float from across the world. There was silence in the field, and the wind blowing from the mountains carried a night-like coldness. As they walked forward from the pool, they soon saw that the river was growing wider and wider, and that countless small waters were pouring into it, and that it was flowing all the way to feed the land around it.

The tide of sudden bloom reached the knees of the young man at the highest point, but he did not hide, but only allowed the snow-white waves to touch his hot face.

The water lay down the bridge of his nose, and he remembered that he had been forced to play in the river. The clouds drifted rapidly in the air, and they had not gone long when the sky suddenly darkened, followed by a little rain. In another moment, the rain fell in a hurry.

Drops of water kept hitting the head and backpack at a great distance. It shouted:

"The sun has been eaten!"

The young man laughed:

"It's not being eaten, it's being obscured by clouds, and it will come out soon."

He was no longer afraid of the rain, and he could hide back in the death or life that followed them, but he habitually propped up his cloak to block the water in the sky, and hurried far away to a tree.

It's not the rainy season. The rain comes and goes fast. It's just that after the rain has been spoken, all the water ditches are filled with rain. The soaked grass roots exude a faint tidal smell. The whole field was covered with a light and wet mist.

The sun cannot shine directly into the world, and it is obscured by clouds. The mist lingered for a long time.

"Let's go, let's get a place to rest outside."

"Okay."

Xun Shui sorted out the box he was carrying on his back and quickly followed.

As he followed, he stretched out his hands, as if trying to drive away the ubiquitous mist.

The young man picked up a slender blade of grass and played melodious music in the open field. The little beast in the forest poked its head out to look at the two strange pedestrians, while the fish in the water jumped outward, breathing in the fresh after-rain air and revealing their backs.

As we walked ahead, the water became more and more flooded. The great river of sunshine has become an ocean with no other shore in sight, and Mengsheng sank into the river. The more the river meandered and diverged, and soon they encountered a stream blocking their way.

There were also a few pieces of crumbling ice floating on the stream, glittering in the sunlight.

The young man looked at the ice and was distracted, and after a long time he said:

"I remember this place, there is no ice."

He called Mengsheng. Dream born in the water to reveal the top of the death or life number. Gu Chuan took the extreme distance to step on the boat that was not in the water and crossed the stream.

In a few moments, they saw the people alive here.

It was a boatman swimming against the current on the water. The young man beckoned to the boatman. The boatman leaned on the penny and approached the shore:

"Stranger, where did you come from?"

The language spoken by this man is similar to that of Sunset City.

He skimmed his mind and knew what it was saying.

The young man said:

"We're coming from far, far away."

The simple boatman smiled:

"What far, far away, you don't want to talk about! I don't ask you, but where are you going? ”

"I think it's a good place, are there any big towns?"

The boatman said:

"Yes, the city is on the other side of the water."

"What's your name?"

"We call it 'the town on the banks of the sunset'. I'm going there, and if you do, I can take you, but you'll have to wait a little bit, and I haven't caught enough fish yet!" ”

The young man said:

"We can help you."

The boatman looked at him suspiciously, but he was also competitive, and wanted to see the young man's jokes, so he gave the young man the fishing net. Who knows, it was obviously not the flood season, but after a while, the young man netted baskets of fish from the water, and a big silver carp more than two feet was caught in the net and was still struggling, flicking its tail straight to the sky, making the boatman giggle.

"Good guy, good skills!" "No wonder you can walk so long in the wilderness," said the boatman. ”

Gu Chuan didn't say much.

And Jiyuan hid behind Gu Chuan, only it knew how this adult drove the fish to the edge of his net.

After placing baskets of fish on the wooden boat, the boatman hummed a fishing song on the bow of the boat, holding the water downstream. And the two passengers sat in the stern of the boat, waiting for the time to pass.

From afar, I watched with great interest the small fish that were still alive in the basket. The moist belly of the fish reflects the clear blue sky and shimmers with the sun's brilliance. At this time, the small gear machine that had been at its waist could no longer bear the loneliness and struggled back and forth.

It hurriedly punched the pinion machine, trying to silence the thing. The pinion machine was not convinced and began to squeak. Jiyuan didn't want to be discovered, so he relented and discussed quietly with the pinion machine. After a while, the pinion machine flew into the hat of the extreme distance, and squatted on the head of the extreme distance in a high spirit.

A few pieces of ice floe were occasionally visible on the surface of the river. Sparse villages can occasionally be seen on the riverbank. Smoke wafts from the village. The sky is the same color as the water, and the sun is very close to the surface of the water and leaves its own shadow in the water.

After the boatman finished singing a song, he began to talk about his family, and also about the recent insect plague in the farmland, and the harvest was not good. The words and things he could say seemed endless, and Gu Chuan finally grabbed a gap and asked him:

"Who is the person in charge of Sunset City?"

The boatman said:

"What do you mean by being in charge?"

"Who is the most honorable person in Sunset City?"

"Oh, that's Your Majesty."

"What does the crown look like?"

"No one has ever seen him, but everyone says that His Majesty is a great man."

With that, the boat rowed to the other boats. The fishermen began to talk about today's harvest, and some people asked about the two strangers.

The young man stood up from the boat and looked at the sunset city from afar.

On the bank on the right side of the river, a few children are picking up pebbles. Behind them was a small town. Several paths, paved with white stones, lead to the hillside in the distance. The houses here are white, mostly with yards and small green tiles on the roofs, sparsely arranged on the land a little further from the water.

Birds perch on wooden fences, while tamed animals lazily bask in the sun.

In the center of the village is a small stone tower.

The shadow of the stone tower stretched diagonally in the direction of the sun, and the smoke of the small town had risen.