The same is true of the golden road beneath your feet, bleak and dull.

The towering stone pillars in the vicinity are no longer majestic, and several of them have been cut off by the waist, and the rest are mottled, and according to the traces on them, there may have been a tragic battle here.

Marks from blunt blows, knife marks, sword marks, and....

A spurt of blood from the red eyes.

Qing Huan looked away, the bloodstains made her panic.

Looking at the glorious and magnificent 10,000-step ladder and the temple on the ladder, sure enough, they are no longer what they used to be.

There was a cold silence, full of gray eyes, and dust everywhere.

Broken side porches, collapsed short walls, cold and dilapidated.

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Compared with Qinghuan's dream, the bustling and dense crowd in the square has become an empty and uninhabited land.

Desolate to this.

Qing Huan's heart was like a big stone pressed on it, and it was dull and made her breathless.

The scene in front of him is exactly what he said, seeing him rise up a tall building, seeing him feasting guests, and seeing his building collapse.

And she, as a guest who has been peeped in, has more sadness and heartache than the onlookers.

The dream of the remnant mountain is the truest, the old realm is difficult to lose, the world changes, the blessings and misfortunes are day and night, and no one can guarantee tomorrow's things.

Watching the glory of the past turn into the remnants of today, I had to turn into a sigh.

Qing Huan squatted down, put his palms on the gray ground, closed his eyes, and calmed down, trying to channel.

But as soon as she entered the psychic world, she was awakened by a stern reprimand and pulled out of the psychic world.

"Who's coming!" the owner of the voice sounded a few years old, old but still vigorous.

Qing Huan was frightened, he didn't expect that there would be someone here, he sat on the ground with his ass and fell into an acquainted butt.

"I... I..."She stammered: "Hello senior, my name is Qinghuan, mistaken... Please forgive me for trespassing on this place by mistake. ”

It's really the old man's voice that is too imposing, hitting people's hearts, Qing Huan didn't see him, he only asked his voice, and he was full of awe.

The fog rose, and then under the 10,000-step cloud ladder, a figure could be seen, and it seemed that Qinghuan's estimate was not much different, and it was indeed for the old man.

The crane's feather-like snow-white hair, tied in a crooked bun by a withered vine, and there are two turquoise leaves on the bun naughtily, which actually gives people a sense of contrast, with a white beard hanging to the ground, with a child-like ruddy complexion.

The old man smiled, and compared with the imposing voice, his face was a little more cordial.

Qing Huan smiled slightly, only to see the old man stretch out his hand and conjure up a broom made of dead branches, which he skillfully held in his hand, just like that...

Swept up the floor.

Qing Huan was stunned for a moment, and said carefully: "Senior, may I ask what kind of place is this?" This question was what she was most eager to know.

The broom in the old man's hand paused, and then swept the dust on the ground again and again as usual, and said, "No nameless place, don't mention it, it's okay." ”

The clouds and smoke of the past are like the dust on the ground, swept and come, swept and gone, come and go, come and go, why be persistent.

Is it possible that the owner of this place also has a similar style to the Yuqing people? The so-called silent is better than sound, no trick is better than trick, no name... Famous?

What is this and what is the mess, Qing Huan shook his head, then walked a few steps forward, with a smile on his face, followed behind the old man, and said persistently: "Senior, do you sweep the floor here every day?"

"Anyone else?"

"Who is the owner of this place?"

"Why is this place..."

......

A series of questions poured out like the beads that fell into the jade plate, and the old man was attacked by the sound waves of some naughty girl's broken thoughts, and he was unbearable.

"I've almost forgotten what happened in this world. The old man waved his hand, "If you want to know the answer, go find it yourself." ”

Speak, turn into a cloud of smoke, and disappear.

Just as there is no trace when you come, there is no trace when you go.

Qing Huan stood in place in a daze, and said in his heart: How can you ...... That's it...... Let's go?

Then, she heard a clatter, the sound of a wooden door scraping against the ground.

Squeak –

The wooden door, which has fallen into disrepair for a long time and has little function, makes a creaking and dulling sound.

Qing Huan raised his eyes and saw that on the 10,000-step cloud ladder, the originally closed palace, at this moment, the door was open.

The originally red, now dim Dan Majesty, seems to have regained some color.

To go or not to go, this is not a question at all, she did not hesitate for a moment, this place, once appeared in her dreams, in her illusions, her...

Imagined.

She didn't know why, but she wanted to know, very much, very specially.

Since she can remember, she is a fatherless and motherless, I don't know where she came from, Guanghan Palace is where she grew up, but it is not her home after all, when she was young, she was tempted, cried, cheated, and even deliberately caused trouble, making some noise, but, whether it is the Moon God Star King, Taiyin Xingjun, or Bai Huaixian, all kept silent about her life, maybe they didn't want to tell themselves, but they didn't know where they came from, maybe they picked me up as a baby because of fate, because of mercy, because of kindness, they raised themselves.

Qing Huan took a deep breath, but she was not a stone monkey, so it was impossible for her to jump out of the cracks in the stones.

And also....

The endless...

Dream.

Her goals, her beliefs, and the purpose of her current life are all one.

That is....

Find out, she, who the hell is.

Her family...

Who is it.

Where are they?

Why...

Qing Huan stepped on the ladder with complicated feelings, and every step was extremely smooth and firm.

It wasn't until she walked the 10,000-step ladder and came to the gate of the temple that she hesitated for the first time.

Maybe behind the door, there is the answer, I...

Be prepared.

Qing Huan closed her eyes, and then slowly opened them, the corners of her mouth gradually raised, smiling, although sometimes she showed her timid side, but she was never afraid of wind and rain, let alone escaping the truth.

With this in mind, she lifted her foot and stepped into the gate of fate.

Qing Huan entered, and suddenly a dazzling white light appeared in front of her, forcing her to be unable to see, and closed her eyes.

After a moment of trance, when I opened my eyes again, it seemed like I had come...

Another place.

No, it's still here, it's just something different, something has changed.

Everything in front of you is no longer cold and desolate, full of dilapidation, the verandah, the long bridge, the pavilions and pavilions in front of you are like brand new, and even the air exudes a lively popularity and cheerful atmosphere.

Everywhere is full of vibrant scenes, a peaceful and festive scene.

Qing Huan was confused and couldn't figure out the reason.

Then, a voice came from behind her.

"Peace. ”

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