Thirteen seemed to have stumbled over something, everything was like crossing the threshold of the aisle, and the situation inside the threshold was immediately different.

The old man in front didn't seem to want to talk to him, and only cared about going his own way.

A raised stone on the side of the road with the words "Boundless Mountain" scrawled on it.

Wujing Mountain should be the Wujing Mountain in the south. Thirteen thought to himself. Because of the dizziness, the old man seemed to be getting farther and farther away from him.

Obviously, it was still night when he was in the south just now, and the drizzle was like silk, but the sun here was still shining in the sky, and Thirteen felt that the old man was taking him farther and farther, and the farther and more open.

Perhaps everything is just another scenery on the other side of the small city on the southern border, which the mortal world cannot see and perceive.

Or maybe they walked too fast and too far, and came to a place where it was not yet dark.

Gradually, not far from the blue water and forest flowers, chickens and dogs smell each other, the people in the village come and go, the fields are fertile, and the people and animals working in the fields not far away are not in a hurry, and the scene here is like the scene of ordinary Jiangnan he has seen.

Thirteen entered the village. For the first time, he felt as if he had opened his eyes.

Because he could suddenly see the identity of the people in the village. Although their clothes were all plain. Their hidden spirits could not deceive him.

None of them were ordinary mortals, but none of them didn't seem to be mortals.

Maybe only ordinary people will have the mind of pretending to be a ghost. And these people who really have divine power are so ordinary, so hard-working. From an outsider's point of view, they are the lowest mountain villagers in the world. Even their stature was lowered.

They strive to be like ordinary people in the world outside the mountains, and they strive to live like ordinary people.

It seems that he is also trying to deal with the relationship between the neighbors.

It doesn't matter if you're a demon or a demon, or an immortal or a god.

Thirteen walked silently in the village, and occasionally people in the village saw him, all with kind and humble eyes. The village paths, fences, vegetable beds, blooming flowers, and bees and butterflies flying around are quiet and prosperous.

Walking slowly along the long road, the evening sun shining through the branches and leaves, he felt a hint of joy in his heart.

Are these people who linger in the boundless mountains also so happy?

Turning onto a small road, an old man on the road is poor and weak, but he is a god in the land of the nine heavens. He could see at a glance the old man's exploits above the Nine Heavens.

A young man with fine skin and tender flesh watched by the old man's side and the old man watered the vegetable bed. Stepped forward and deliberately spilled the water. He also shouted loudly for him to give some money.

This young man with fine skin and tender flesh is just a charming little demon. Somehow you can get there. Could it be that the world composed of gods and spirits needs such a little demon to make trouble, so that it can be more like the human world?

Thirteen stepped forward to drive the little demon away, and stepped forward to comfort, "Old man, you are a god, you are in the Nine Heavens, why should you be so wronged?" ”

"All the people here have been people for a long time, and they have forgotten their identity and god rank." The old man smiled self-deprecatingly.

"Did you do it on purpose?"

"After a long time, you get used to it, and nothing matters. I also hope to die naturally like a human being. As he spoke, he smiled self-deprecatingly, "Your Excellency can see the identity of everyone here, and you should be a lord in Jiuxiao." ”

The old man did not wait for him to answer, and slowly turned to leave.

Could it be that you have really forgotten your identity and divine powers?

Maybe this old man cherishes the identity of playing a human being here too much, and wants to be a real person too much. He deliberately forgot his godhood.

He wanted to tell the old man that he didn't know who he was, and he didn't know if he was a person of the Nine Heavens. I don't even know what a gentleman is.

At this point, he wanted to ask all this, but he didn't chase it. He didn't want to disturb the old man.

Everything here is very peaceful, but after all, it is not the real world, and in Thirteen's opinion, there is always a little less natural clarity and translucency.

There is a little too much transparency and calmness everywhere. There is also a strange feeling that cannot be put into words.

But the creatures here may not have the opportunity to fall into the real world and live in the world in a daze.

They can only live on such a southern mountain, hiding their identities and visions, imitating the appearance of the world, following the rules, and not living beyond the thunder pool.

Otherwise, they will be damned.

Turning the vegetable bed, he passed a house, and he saw a woman in the distance, coarse cloth clothes, moon-white turban, a basket of wild vegetables in the crooked arm, and a dexterous puppy beside her.

Thirteen's heart moved, it seemed that he had seen this woman, but it seemed that he had never seen it.

He stepped forward a little hesitantly, "Excuse me, can I ask for a glass of water?" ”

The woman seemed startled, quickly returned to normal, and nodded, "Come with me." ”

After passing a flower wall, I saw a small courtyard.

The courtyard is clean and elegant, with a few unknown small flowers blooming.

Seeing this woman, Thirteen suddenly couldn't see her identity. Judging from the conventions of the god level, this woman is either a human being, or she is a god of the Nine Heavens with an extremely high rank.

The green shade outside the wall is beautiful, the courtyard is clean and elegant, and the room looks cool and comfortable.

In such a place, it seems impossible that this woman who cannot see her age is a mortal person. Then she can only be the god of the Nine Heavens.

If the Nine Heavens Divine Sect couldn't see the rank, this woman must be higher than him.

The woman quickly took out the teapot and poured tea for Thirteen on the stone platform outside.

Thirteen took it and drank it all. asked, "May I ask this sister's surname?" ”

"My name is Xiaolan." As he spoke, he gathered the wild vegetables he had dug up from the field in front of him and prepared to pick them.

And her dog looked at Thirteen with fierce eyes. His eyes seemed to glow green.

What kind of dog eyes have a faint green glow? Thirteen tried to think about it, where was the dog that seemed to have seen a faint green glow in his eyes?

The woman named Xiaolan was silent, her expression was flat, and she had no intention of talking to him.

Thirteen had no choice but to take his leave. For some reason, he didn't want to bother them.

There is always an inexplicable amazement when walking, why is it always abrupt? When he looked back, he suddenly realized that there was only one person living in each courtyard here. Or a god.

They were still lonely, because they were too humble, too understanding, too much strength in the depths of their souls. So in such a clear place, they raised their own little demons. Greed, little demons who don't understand boundaries, wanton behavior and gratuitous entanglements make them feel that life has a touch of complicated truth and joy?

There are mountains in the distance, and smoke rises from the bottom of them. Maybe it's the same here as the southern border outside, with three meals in all seasons, and it's going to be twilight every year.

But after all, this is a virtual realm, and even if you raise a little demon, it doesn't seem to be as complicated and natural as the human world.

When he was about to leave the Boundless Mountain, it seemed that a child rushed out and called him, "Your Majesty." ”

Soon the child's voice was drowned out by the rooster and the dog's barking.

I think that the kid has already realized that he has exposed the divine rank, and suddenly disappeared.

Thirteen smiled and turned his head, the sun was so good, the four fields were verdant, and the mountains were empty.

What else did he have to worry about?

Looking at the people who kept giving up their homeland and choosing to live here, why did he still struggle with when to leave and where he came from?

Live well and cherish this trip to the world. It's also beautiful to be ignorant.

He suddenly smiled and was in high spirits. I forgot the purpose of chasing this realm.