The young man looked at the scenery in front of him, took out the letter in his arms in a panic, and confirmed again that Quan Zhi was indeed written in the corner of the back of the envelope, with a single suffix.

The boy put the letter back in his arms, and he was really fascinated by the scenery in front of him.

In front of him is a group of buildings built on the different topography of the highlands, scattered bluestone slabs, layers of buildings of various colors, each independent building is covered with plants, flowers of various colors are quietly opened, and the sun is gently sprinkled everywhere, all of which makes the boy sigh from the heart that this place seems to be a perfect painting.

The boy walked along the ancient stone slabs in this landscape. After walking for a long time, the boy discovered the incongruity revealed in this tranquility.

The boy noticed that there was no sign of any other human or humanoid habitation in the area, except for the occasional breeze and animals that he had not intended to startle.

At this time, the sun was tilted, the sky was getting dark, and when I looked up, I could faintly see the stars in the sky.

The boy looked around and remembered the buildings he had just passed, some of them were dilapidated, some of them were covered in vegetation, but he could tell that they seemed to have only recently been built.

The doubts in my heart are getting heavier and heavier, there is no trace of new construction here, but the architectural styles here are different, as if they have spanned hundreds of years. But what I can confirm is that there is really no sign of human life here, so who built these buildings? These buildings of different styles can be sure that they were all built for humans or humanoids, but it seems that all the occupants of this place disappeared overnight.

As time passed, the sky was getting darker and darker, and there was silence all around, and the young man suddenly felt a little panicked in his heart, and he had to quickly find his destination this time, and then leave here quickly. But where are you looking for?

The boy walked to a small building and stopped, and found a small stone slab covered with plants on the low wall in front of the small building, and the gray stone slab had the word "wind" written on it. Looking closely at the character, the boy found that it was written on the slate by crushing a red crystal as paint.

"Could it be that this is the powder of crystal?" for some reason, the young man suddenly had this thought in his heart, "No, no, how could such a precious amplification material as crystal be used as a writing material so wasted." But after thinking about the value of the crystal, the boy rejected the idea in his heart.