Wang Mo sat beside the fire, looking at the fire that was gradually getting weaker and weaker, slowly extinguishing, in the silent temple and the rushing rain outside, silent.

His heart is gradually no longer confused, dreams are dreams, they can't change anything, even if this life is really just a dream, then in this dream, he wants to be happy, he has to go on firmly.

That life may be wonderful and magnificent, but the loneliness and loneliness brought by that dream, the sadness, but it makes people's hearts palpitate and make people's hearts ache..."Wang Mo seems to understand a little.

At this moment, the fire dimmed, the fire was completely extinguished, a wisp of green smoke rose, and the darkness enveloped the temple again, Wang Mo leaned on the temple pillar on the side, sleepy in the snoring of the middle-aged man, and was about to close his eyes and fall asleep, suddenly he opened his eyes suddenly, and turned to look at the middle-aged man.

On the other party's right arm, when the temple was dark now, there was a faint golden light flickering, and the golden light emanated from the man's arm, and there, there was a vague handprint!

It was as if an invisible hand had seized the madman's right arm and wrist, leaving this mark.

Looking at the handprint, a very familiar and familiar feeling continued to rise from Wang Mo's heart, he was stunned for a long time, looked down at his hand, but because the handprint was blurry and could not be identified from the fingerprint, Wang Mo was stunned for a while and shook his head.

The rain fell all night, until dawn dawned, and then slowly stopped, and the fragrance of the earth after the rain permeated the heaven and earth, wafting into the temple.

One night, no dreams.

Wang Mo opened his eyes, stretched his body, looked at the sky outside the temple, stood up and moved his slightly stiff body, and when he turned around, he saw that the middle-aged man was still asleep, his right arm had returned to its original state, and he couldn't see the golden handprint from last night.

Hiding his doubts in his heart, Wang Mo packed up, changed into a clean cloth coat, stepped forward and pushed the middle-aged man a few times, seeing that the other party opened his loose eyes, he smiled and hugged his fists.

"Meeting overnight can be regarded as fate, in Xia Wang Mo, he has to go to the county for scientific research, if he can..." Wang Mo said, slowly stopped, the madman lowered his head, and his expression was very depressed and lonely.

After a moment of silence, Wang Mo only left a day's dry food, took out the rest and put it in front of the other party, and said in a low voice: "I'm leaving, you can definitely find that person, definitely." ”

Somehow, he was reluctant in his heart, glanced at the other party, and turned around and walked towards the outside of the temple with a secret sigh, but before he could step out of the temple gate, he heard the cry of the other party behind him.

"Don't care about me anymore, he's gone, you're gone, no one cares about me anymore..."

Wang Mo paused, looked at the sky outside after the rain, turned around after half a sound, looked at the middle-aged man crying in the temple, and spoke softly.

"I... I'm short of a scholar, and although you're older, you should be fine..."

At this time, there are many scholars in various villages, cities, and places of scientific research, and they are either alone like Wang Mo, or in groups of three or five, to the forty-nine county towns where their ancestral homes are located.

In the Mocheng examination, the last person to stand out is called Moju, and within the specified time, all Moju must go to Kyoto, where they will either soar into the sky or leave in disgrace.

With the expectations of his brothers and his vision for the future, Wang Mo stepped on the official road, and behind him, there was a middle-aged man who had changed into clean clothes, this man was carrying a bamboo bookcase behind him, humming a small song he heard from nowhere, very leisurely.

The sky was gray, but there was no rain, just traces of water accumulated on the official road, revealing the cold, but also blending with the mud and becoming muddy.

Originally, the county seat could be reached in half a day, but it was not until sunset and dusk that Wang Mo and the others faintly saw the city in the distance, which was in the sunset at dusk.

As the sun sets, bursts of orange light shine through the clouds and shrouded the city, and from a distance, it seems to have a feeling of dusk at the end of the ancient road.

"It's finally here. Wang Mo exhaled and wiped the sweat from his forehead, along the way, he has experienced a lot of things, sometimes looking back, even he himself feels very strange.

"Dafu, the county seat is in front, and we are going to live there for a while. Wang Mo smiled and glanced back at the scholar behind him.

"I don't like the name," the middle-aged man shook his head vigorously with a bitter face.

"I think it's good, that's a good name. Wang Mo smiled, took Dafu, and came to the gate of the city. After being inspected by the soldiers guarding the city, they let the two in.

Although it is dusk after the rain, the county is still extremely lively, there are a lot of pedestrians on the street, most of them are like Wang Mo, scholars who came here from all around, Wang Mo came a little late, and Dafu walked four or five inns in a row. None of the rooms were found.

Seeing that the sky was getting darker and darker, Wang Mo was also a little anxious, fortunately, the last inn he went to, there was still a vacant room in it, although the price was quite high, but with a thunderclap in the sky, it seemed that the rain that had stopped for a day had signs of coming, Wang Mo gritted his teeth, and asked Dafu to take out the silver.

Dafu took out the silver tael he was carrying for Wang Mo from his arms, and in a burst of flesh pain, he carefully took out a little, reluctantly handed it over, and muttered in his mouth.

"There's not much money... It hurts... I seem to have experienced something before, and it is very, very important to know that the silver tael..."

Under his muttering, the guy glanced at Wang Mo and the others contemptuously, and lazily took them to the guest room.

Wang Mo has a simple personality, although he saw the look of the guy, he didn't take it to heart.

The guest room is not big, and it is suitable for two people, but a musty smell came to his face when he opened the door of the guest room, which made Wang Mo frown, this season, this smell must be inevitable, unless it is the kind of good room, otherwise, it will be like this.

After eating some food simply, in this guest room, Wang Mo and Yi were lying on the bed, looking at the oil lamp on the table, and the snoring sound of Dafu was already heard in his ears.

The futon was damp, it was very uncomfortable to lie on it, and after tossing and turning for a long time, Wang Mo still couldn't sleep, and got up with a sigh, sat down at the table in the snoring of the great blessing, took out the books from the bamboo row, and looked at the lamp.

Looking at it, the thunder roared outside the window, the lightning staggered rapidly, the thunder bursts, earth-shattering, extremely violent, this thunder roar did not dissipate in a short time, but continued, the roar enveloped the county, and woke up many sleeping people.

It was even more violent, as if the sky in this county town was torn apart, and the endless wind whistling and whining, swept across the earth, blowing up patches of muddy sand, and even blowing the downpour that fell on the houses in the county.

The sound of popping came from the window of the guest room where Wang Mo was, as if he was about to break through the window to enter, under this sound, Wang Mo couldn't read quietly, and just raised his head with a frown.

But at this moment, suddenly the windows of the guest room were violently pushed open, and the two windows and doors shook inward, constantly touching the window frames next to them, and a gust of wind rushed in directly from the open window with water droplets.

The candle on the table was directly extinguished, and the room immediately became dark, Wang Mo's hair was scattered by the wind, even his clothes were blown violently, the raindrops in the wind fell into the room, and even the book in Wang Mo's hand was almost blown away without holding it steadily.

Wang Mo exclaimed, immediately got up and walked a few steps to the window against the wind, and was about to close the window again, but at this moment, a thunderbolt roared, as if it was exploding in the window, and the violent sound seemed to turn into a sound wave, which shocked Wang Mo's heart.

At this moment, a lightning bolt staggered, writhing in the sky in front of Wang Mo, and a strong light covered the sky, completely enveloping the county town that was sleeping in the wind and rain under the light of lightning.

At this moment, under the lightning lightning, Wang Mo saw the small half of the city in the dark night in front of him, and at this glance, he was stunned for a moment.

He saw again the bird he had seen along the way, both in his dreams and on the way, hovering in the sky streaked by lightning, whirling under the thunder and lightning.

As if sensing Wang Mo's gaze, the flying bird looked down at Wang Mo, and at this moment, the eyes of a person and a bird condensed.

The thunder was more intense, the lightning was even more intertwined, in that dark and bright world, Wang Mo's brain was booming, and the whole person stayed there, as if there was an indescribable thought, which continued to breed in his mind, and finally turned into a vague voice.

The voice revealed confusion and vicissitudes, echoing leisurely in Wang Mo's mind.

"Cause and effect... What is cause and effect? Cause and effect, what is it..."

The wind blew from the window, constantly sweeping Wang Mo's body, he stood by the window, let the wind pass, let the rain fall, let the thunder roar, let the lightning howl, in his eyes, everything in heaven and earth dissipated, the only thing left was the birds in the sky.

The wings of the flying bird fanned, under the thunder and lightning, turned into a white light and went straight to Wang Mo, almost instantly, it approached, and landed on the window in front of Wang Mo, standing there, after the wings were retracted, silently staring at Wang Mo.

Wang Mo looked at it for a long, long time.

"Is it you, are you talking to me?" muttered Wang Mo.

"Cause and effect, what is it..."Wang Mo's eyes showed a blankness, the flying bird glanced at Wang Mo deeply, his body flew up, left from the window, circled outside a few times, let out a hiss, rushed into the sky dark clouds, and disappeared...