Song Ciwan stood in the bright skylight, facing the countryside in front of him, the house was smoking, and a paragraph unconsciously came out of his mind-

When the forest runs out of water, there is a mountain, and the mountain has a small mouth, as if there is light......

The land is flat, and the houses are like ...... Qianmo traffic, chickens and dogs smell each other...... Yellow hair hangs down and he is happy......

Where is this? Why does everything here seem to be as described in "The Peach Blossom Spring"?

It's so peaceful, so happy, full of life, it's like a paradise!

Song Ciwan stepped into this world, listening to the laughter of young people coming from the front, and heard the fisherman rocking the boat at the foot of the distant mountain and on the lake, singing loudly: "In the spring of March, the farmers are busy with everything, and the fish are racing with golden scales, and the wind and rain are smooth and the warehouse is full of ......."

The song fluttered under the bright clear sky, and the spring breeze blew slowly, blowing away the impetuousness of the world and blowing out infinite peace.

Song Ciwan stood at the moment, witnessing this scene, and couldn't help but show a slight smile on his face.

At this moment, I suddenly saw a group of people walking on the left side of Qianmo.

At the head was a seven or eight-year-old child, who walked swaggering down the path with his hands behind his back, followed by a group of gray-haired old men.

The child taught the old men behind him while walking, and his words were old-fashioned: "Jade is not cut, it is not a tool, people do not learn, and they do not know righteousness. If it weren't for your own good, I wanted you to have a great future in the future, Master, what did I work so hard for? ”

Some of the old men in the rear hung their heads and listened carefully, some covered their faces with their sleeves, ashamed, and a few of them, but their eyes rolled and quietly grimaced at the children in front of them, obviously not convinced.

The child walked in front of him with his hands behind his back, but a pair of eyes seemed to have been born on the back of his head, and for a moment, he looked back at the grimacing man behind him, and exclaimed, "What? Are you not convinced? Dog, bite him! ”

"Meow, Wang!"

Behind the child, a sturdy figure suddenly appeared, a huge tanuki cat two feet tall.

The tanuki cat took a vertical leap, and like an arrow from the string, it slammed into the grimacing old man.

The old man screamed: "Ah! Master, Master spares his life, the student knows that he is wrong! ”

But it was too late, and during the shouting, the tanuki cat had already thrown him to the ground, and in an instant opened his mouth and bit off one of his ears!

"Ahh It hurts, my ears ......" the old man shrank to the ground and cried out, but the tanuki cat took the ear in his mouth, and returned to the child in an instant.

The child's majestic expression softened slightly, and he reached out to caress the cat's fluffy head, and praised, "Good dog, this eye will reward you......

"Meow, Wang!" The tanuki cat barked vaguely, squatted to the side with joy, and moved like a dog, biting the bloody ears in its mouth, and crunching into its belly.

……

Song Ciwan, who was not far away, witnessed all this, and for a while only felt that a foggy chaos seemed to have been born in his brain.

The breeze in the field is still warm, and the sun in the sky is also bright and warm, but the scene in front of him is so absurd and distorted, distorted to the point that when the breeze comes, Song Ciwan suddenly feels a chill.

She actually felt so cold!

With her current cultivation, it was no problem to reach the general realm of cold and heat, but at this moment, under this warm sun, she felt cold...... This is naturally not normal.

Oh, and there's even more abnormal.

Song Ciwan discovered that her true qi mana was suddenly precipitated in the dantian meridians, and it seemed that she had been heavily imprisoned, and she couldn't move!

Because the true qi could not be mobilized, the ensuing problem was that her talisman could not be used, and she could not contact the sea cave.

It is the scales, which are not subject to any restrictions, and Song Ciwan's mind moves, but he still feels that he can still control it freely.

So, here it is...... What kind of paradise is this, this should clearly be a strange place!

Yes, this must be a special kind of strange place.

Song Ciwan was in the other world, and she came to Wangjiang Mountain to return to the present world through the light curtain on the mountain.

It stands to reason that even if a hundred ghosts walk at night on the fourteenth day of the first lunar month, Song Ciwan, who is in the other world, and the weird people in the present world should not intersect.

But the moment she walked through the tree wall and came to this strange world, she suddenly seemed to come from a reverse world to another opposite world.

It's hard to say, whether the level of this strange realm is too high, connecting the present world and the other world, or whether Song Ciwan passed through the tree wall and actually returned to the present world from the other world-

She stood in place, really a little stunned for a moment, and couldn't tell what day it was.

On the other side, the tanuki cat finished eating its ears, and the child walked on to this side of the field.

The group of white-haired old men behind him hurriedly followed, and even the one who lost his ear and rolled on the ground in pain hurriedly turned over and got up, covering his stump and following the back of the team.

The look on his face became sad and respectful, and he no longer dared to show the slightest dissatisfaction.

The child walked through the slender ridges with his hands behind his back and led the team, and finally walked out of the large paddy fields and came to Song Ciwan.

As he approached, Song Ciwan only felt an indescribable coolness coming to his face, and there was a trace of strange coldness, which extended from the soles of his feet to the bottom of Song Ciwan's heart.

The child tilted his head to look at Song Ciwan, his tone was immature but his tone was mature: "Hey, which family are you?" How is it that I have not seen you? How old are you? Why don't you come to the school? ”

His question had a strange charm, and Song Ciwan was about to answer when she opened her mouth - what she was about to answer was naturally her own fabricated resume of Xin Fu, according to Song Ciwan's setting, Xin Fu should be twenty-five years old.

But just when the sentence "twenty-five" was about to blurt out, Song Ciwan suddenly had another vigilance in his heart.

In the flash of light, she saw it, she saw it through the eyes of the child opposite!

I saw that a pair of dark eyes were reflected, and in that pupil there was a shrunken image of Song Ciwan: where is this image, what kind of gentle and delicate young monk is? It's clearly an old man with gray temples!

Song Ciwan was suddenly stunned, seeing that the child opposite frowned slightly, as if he was dissatisfied.

He should have blamed Song Ciwan for answering too slowly, and in a flash, Song Ciwan immediately opened his mouth and said: "Back to the master's words, the little one is fifty-two this year!" I...... My family has been in trouble, and now I am the only one left. It's not that I don't want to study, it's just, it's shy! ”

After saying that, Song Ciwan's face showed a look of shame that he wanted to say and stopped.

(End of chapter)