Until another cold wind blew, making his body very cold, he subconsciously raised his left hand and pointed to the candlestick not far away, the candlestick flame flickered and slowly ignited.

Wang Mo himself didn't notice this scene, with a blank look in his eyes, with the sadness that came from nowhere, looking at the water, as if it were eternal.

In this silence, in this dimness, the flame burned, slowly forming a candle flame, gradually enveloping the surroundings, flickering and dimming, although the candle flame was weak, but it revealed a warmth, in this heaven and earth, struggling to burn.

From a distance, the figure on the canopy boat, under the candle flame, gradually revealed gloom.

With the passage of time, the sky slowly brightened up, the darkness dispersed from the sky, the earth, the river, and the boats, everything around was slowly clear, and the hazy black mountains in the distance gradually became cyan.

Only the rolling dark clouds in the sky were still moving slowly there, and a bird like ink spots flew up from the mountain, and in a seemingly audible chirp, rushed into the rolling dark clouds, penetrated them directly, flapped its wings, flew above the clouds, and after a few circles, it actually flew in the direction of Wang Mo.

Soon the bird approached, with the bright skylight, Wang Mo slowly raised his head, and saw the white bird, it roared past Wang Mo, as if looking down at Wang Mo, that gaze, revealing a sadness that Wang Mo could perceive, in his stunned, the bird gradually disappeared into the distance.

With its departure, the sadness in Wang Mo's heart slowly dissipated, and the candle flame in the black tent was slowly extinguished, returning to its original appearance.

"I'm here... What's wrong. Wang Mo seemed to wake up, looking down at the tears that had not yet fallen on his fingers, and under his gaze, the crystal tears slowly fell from his fingers.

After a long time, Wang Mo stood up, with the confusion and inexplicable sadness remaining in his heart, packed his bags, folded up the purple woman's coat and put it in the bookcase, carried it on his back, and walked out of the awning boat.

The moment he stepped off the ship, he glanced back at the ship, turned and walked forward, step by step.

But at this moment, suddenly in the sky, at the end of the rolling dark clouds, there was a whistling sound roaring, this sound was earth-shattering, the moment it came, Wang Mo subconsciously raised his head, he saw a scene that made him unbelievable.

In that cloud, two long rainbows seem to be able to separate the heaven and the earth, in the clouds flashed, one of the long rainbows, revealing a ripple pattern, in the moment of passing through the void above Wang Mo, suddenly, Changhong dissipated, a woman in red clothes, looked down at the ground below, looked up at Wang Mo, a glance.

"Huh—" The woman's eyes were confused.

"What's the matter, Senior Sister Zhao?" another long rainbow dissipated, and a handsome young man walked out from within, he looked at the woman softly, and asked softly.

"It's nothing, that scholar, I seem to have seen it somewhere..." The woman shook her head slightly, turned into a long rainbow and left.

"It's just a mortal, let's go and join the master and go to the place where the golden light is emitted. The young man glanced down at Wang Mo below, withdrew his gaze and followed the woman away.

Wang Mo looked at the sky in a daze, and looked at the two long rainbows that gradually disappeared into the dark clouds with the weaker and weaker whistling, and disappeared into the distance.

"She, who is she... It's familiar, it's familiar..."Wang Mo muttered, unconsciously, there was an inexplicable tingling pain in his heart, this stinging pain merged with the sadness that had just dissipated, and seemed to turn into a strange force, which made Wang Mo's breathing stagnant, making his face pale in an instant.

He staggered, took a few steps back, and his gaze was on the end of heaven and earth until he collapsed. He pressed his right hand to his chest, and the tingling pain there drowned him like a tide, and in the indescribable pain, it was as if his heart had been torn apart, and a melancholy lingered.

All of this came from the woman who flew through the sky before, and the figure of this woman seemed to have existed in Wang Mo's mind for countless years, but with this figure, it was a complicated thought.

After a long time, there was a trace of blood on Wang Mo's face, he gasped and closed his eyes.

"It turns out that there really are immortals... That my dream... Is it really a dream..."Wang Mo was silent on the damp soil after the rain until the sky was completely bright, opened his blank eyes, and walked forward silently.

"Did I dream of the immortals, or... The immortal dreamed of me..."Wang Mo couldn't understand, it seemed that his life, because of a drunken dream the day before yesterday, completely changed the trajectory.

Wang Mo, who stepped on the official road and walked towards the county seat again, did not have the tranquility of watching the surrounding scenery before, but walked silently, and the bamboo bookbox on his back shook with his footsteps, making a creaking sound, accompanying him all the way.

At the beginning of the day, at sunset.

Walking on this official road, stepping on the traces of water, Wang Mo walked all day, when he was tired, he sat aside, took out dry food from the bamboo raft and ate it, and after a short rest, he moved forward again.

The sound of horses' hooves, the sound of carriages, sometimes came from a distance behind them, and every time these sounds were together, Wang Mo would avoid them, and when those carriages or horses galloped from the official road, they would return to the road.

In the blink of an eye, it was seven days, and in these seven days, Wang Mo's weak body slowly seemed to be strong, leaving at the beginning of the day and resting at sunset, if you can meet the inn, it would be the best.

Or being able to see a smoke-filled official road village at sunset, and going to spend the night is even more comfortable for Wang Mo than staying in an inn.

It's just that most of the time, at sunset, Wang Mo has the illusion that he is the only one left in the world, and he finds a few shades on the side of the road alone. Leaning there, covered with thick clothes, counting the stars in the sky, under the twinkling starlight, thinking about the warmth of the family, thinking of the laughter of the parents, and the laughter of the brothers, I slowly fell asleep.

The fire that had been burning in front of him was also gradually extinguished under the crackling burning, and a wisp of green smoke floated from the fire, rising into the sky and merging with the sky.

The wind at night, with a chill, often wakes Wang Mo up, every time he wakes up, in the silence of the surroundings, he silently looks at the darkness, like this darkness, which makes him feel familiar, in that dark night, he is not afraid, but his heart is like still water, looking at it, shrinking the thick clothes on his body, and falling asleep again.

At this time, it is in the rainy season, even if the rain stops, the sky is covered with thick clouds, and sometimes there is thunder echoing, often after stopping for half a day, it will fall again and wash to the earth.

At dusk on the eighth day, Wang Mo held an umbrella and hurried forward with a wry smile, the rain poured outside the umbrella, and the lightning thundered and roared, although it was only dusk, but the sky and the earth had already darkened.

"Another day's journey will be to the county seat, but the rain is getting more and more urgent. The water vapor spread on the ground, and when the rain fell, it bounced up droplets and fell on Wang Mo's body, making his cyan clothes, soaked most of them, sticking to his body, constantly absorbing the heat from his body, and slowly making Wang Mo feel very cold.

Especially the wind with water vapor blowing, it seems to be able to drill into the bones, Wang Mo shivered, most of the umbrellas were placed on the bamboo row bookbox behind him, the books and dry food in it, as well as the changed clothes and other things, could not be wet.

Wading through the rain on the ground, Wang Mo walked a few steps quickly, looking for a place to shelter from the rain through the surrounding rain curtain, and in the shade of the trees in the distance, he vaguely saw a vague outline, like a house.

Before he had time to take a closer look, Wang Mo walked there with an umbrella, and as he approached, the blurred outline gradually became clear, this was an abandoned land temple.

The creaking sound came faintly in this rainy night, and when it fell into the ears, there would be an eerie meaning.

The temple is not big, it is very dilapidated, the temple door is two, one is closed, and the red paint painted on it in the early years has also become dark under the passage of time, and even the door knocker is full of rust, allowing the rain to condense together in a ring on it, dripping like a stream.

The other temple door was very damaged, slightly connected to the door frame, but it could no longer be closed, but in the wind and rain, it kept shaking, making the creaking sound that Wang Mo heard before, and it spread far away.

As the wind and rain intensified, the shaking half of the door became even more violent, as if it were about to be blown off the door frame.

Wang Mo walked in quickly, glanced at the temple, stepped in, in the courtyard of the temple, the ground was full of gravel and weeds, under the wind and rain, those weeds were bent down, shaking rapidly, under the rushing rain, mixed with rustling sounds.

A thunderbolt roared, and the lightning followed, illuminating the world in an instant, allowing Wang Mo to see everything in this temple clearly, he exclaimed even more, and subconsciously took a few steps back, he saw that at the edge of the temple, there were still a few white bones.

His heart was pounding, Wang Mo's face was pale, but the rain was getting more and more urgent, he gritted his teeth, didn't look at the few white bones that had died here for an unknown number of years, and walked into the temple.

A statue of the land about a few zhang high, directly behind the temple hall, can not see the face clearly, can only see a little color on it has long receded, in the spots, it is very broken.

There was also water in the temple, and the tiles on the roof of the temple were broken in many places, and the rain fell from above, so that there were many places on the ground full of water traces.

A gloomy atmosphere, lingering in this temple, Wang Mo took a deep breath, pale face, first bowed to the land, and then found a place where there was no trace of water to put down the bamboo raft behind him, and after sitting there, he took out some dry branches from the bamboo raft that were broken and collected when the rain stopped on the way, and pushed them in front of him and lit them with a fire breaker.

Xu is these dry branches are not completely dry, there is also moisture on them, Wang Mo clicked a few times but it didn't work, his body was very cold, and he trembled and clicked it again.

But at this moment, a thunderbolt seemed to explode in this temple, and the rumbling sound made Wang Mo's hands tremble, and in that thunder, the moment the lightning roared and illuminated the heavens and the earth, a huge shadow shrouded Wang Mo around...