The rain began at dawn, and the sky was covered by black clouds.

Twilight stared at the panda sitting quietly in her arms, then looked at its paws with a look of displeasure.

You know, last night in that other world, these claws were very terrifying, and they seemed to be made of nature, and the stars could be scratched.

But Twilight Dongliu looked and touched and touched, and then pinched, except for the meat.

And today this panda seems to be silent and a little weird, it quietly looks at the mountain, looking at the stone carvings washed by the rain, very quiet.

One person and one panda, at this moment, the two of them are like losing their souls, looking at the rain in the sky in a daze, distracted, or each has something on their minds.

The clear rainwater flowed over the mountain wall and turned into yellow soup, leaving countless lines along the trajectory of the stone carvings.

"Bang Bang!"

The quiet house, but suddenly it was broken by the sound of something falling to the ground, and the twilight Dongliu who fell into some kind of strange and settled was also awakened in vain, and he turned his gaze and looked at the panda playing with the xun, very curious.

Naxun, with only four holes, is not pretty, but it is very ancient, and the surface is as rough as mud, which was given by the old man.

"Hoo ......"

A dull voice kept ringing.

Twilight Dongliu laughed dumbly, only to see that the panda was holding a slightly smaller Xun and blowing desperately, until finally his face turned red, and he fell to the ground with a tired stomach, and the Xun bones rolled out as far as he could.

"It's not like that, he once said that it is based on spring, summer, autumn and winter, how can it be blown easily. ”

Twilight said lightly, picking it up slowly as he spoke, and then watched the blood sludge on it condense.

"Many people used to tell me that life is like chess, but now, we are really stuck in the game and can't extricate ourselves. ”

When the wind rose, countless raindrops drifted in, drenched his face, soaked his clothes, and drenched his hair.

For some reason, a sadness arose in his heart, slowly rising, like the tide, spreading through his heart.

"Once, I had grudges, I had hatred, I had anger, and now I ...... It seems that there is nothing left. ”

That's more of a sadness that overwhelms all emotions.

"She once said that the world is in the net......"

Twilight's words stopped, and he fell silent at the thought of the face he hated, and the finger that had hesitated slightly before the silence was gone.

The wind blew, like a helpless sigh, and the Xun in his hand fell to his mouth at some point, and he exhaled.

"Woo......"

A desolate and distant whimper suddenly sounded, as if it had resounded through the earth of the world in an instant, and this whimper did not come from the Xun, but from the heaven and the earth, from the wind and the rain, and swept over the earth.

The rain was even cooler, and the coolness seeped into the bone marrow and turned into autumn rain.

Ordinary people didn't feel all this, only some strong people in the world noticed it, and they were all shocked.

"I can actually comprehend the four seasons of chaos with my own body, and there is really such a master in the world?"

On the Tianshen Mountain, the green of the grassland faded at a speed visible to the naked eye, turning into a withered yellow, and a figure couldn't help but be stunned when he saw this scene, and then turned into a thick disbelief.

The rain outside the house was still the same.

Dusk Dongliu slowly came back to his senses, and the Xun in his hand was also put down.

At some point, the panda burrowed into his chest again and fell asleep.

"But hungry?"

A rough sound suddenly came from the distance, and then a figure appeared in the room, holding a roasted steaming beast leg in his hand, the meat was fragrant, and the panda who had just fallen asleep sniffed subconsciously, and then swished out.

"Sort of. ”

Twilight nodded.

It was the giant Han chief, and when he heard Twilight Dongliu speak, his eyes were a little puzzled, as if there was some inexplicable change in Twilight Dongliu's body.

"But what did you find?"

Facing Twilight Dongliu's cold face, the patriarch slowly spoke, and then his eyes swept over Twilight Dongliu's inconspicuous xun in his hand, which was crawling on the animal's legs and biting wildly.

Twilight looked at it as well, and then the two of them seemed to retract it at the same time, and their faces became a little blank.

"I'm afraid, they won't let you go so easily. ”

Taking a piece of meat from the panda, Twilight looked at the figure that had disappeared into the rain and opened his mouth thoughtfully.

Outside the house, the rainwater flowed along the mountain wall, along the wooden house, turning into a fleeting trajectory, flowing through everything, the most obvious of which was the trajectory of the rainwater flowing through the mountain wall and stone carvings, which was very muddy and clear.

"Fu?"

A doubtful but somewhat affirmative question sounded, and then there was a long silence, except for the sound of the little thing eating, of course.

The rain did not stop, it fell for seven days, not a majestic rain, but a drizzle, but this drizzle was colder than the heavy rain, and the cold people could not help but add up their clothes, just like the dog days of autumn and winter.

For the past seven days, Twilight Dongliu has eaten in addition to sitting, and the giant man has to come once a day, ask once a day, and then have the same reaction every day.

And today is a little different, because the panda cried, looking at the mountain, its quiet eyes suddenly shed tears, it seems that even it doesn't know why, its eyes are blank and innocent looking at the mountain, looking at the twilight east.

The tears became more and more, and it was as if the Buddha couldn't stop it, as if there was another soul in its body that did not belong to him, looking at the mountain made of blood and mud and grieving, and his heart ached.

Twilight Dongliu took a deep breath, and he was also heartbroken, and his heart was extremely painful.

The heavens and all the worlds, the vast land, the starry sky...... If there are endless mountains, how many such mountains are there? How many people are caught in the game, and how many living beings are turned into blood and mud?

Trembling slightly, his fingers slowly lifted and dipped in the yellow soup that flowed, and slowly wrote a word, which was a texture, but it was outlined by a few fingers, and in the eyes of Dusk Dongliu, it was a mountain.

The wind was very strong, and as soon as the mountain character fell to the ground, it was dried by the air, and Twilight Dongliu's fingers were slowly retracted.

"I see. ”

He muttered to himself, a faint light in his eyes.

Yicheng.

"Look, the mountain is growing taller. ”

Countless people only felt that the earth shook and the mountains shook and suddenly frightened, just to see the low mountain that rose from the ground and kept growing tall and exclaimed, and the mountain was thousands of feet high and low under dozens of breaths, and there was no comparison with each other.

Growing taller together, there are countless dwarf trees, which are already towering to the sky at this moment, flying birds and creatures, and the aura is green, and then the fog and clouds cover everything.

People often say that all things have spirits, and at this moment, everyone can't help but have such a thought in their hearts, they have a kind of illusion, as if the mountains in front of them, this grass and trees everything has its own soul.

Everyone was shocked.

"Look, there's someone up there. ”

A young man's eyes suddenly widened and he pointed to the mountain open.

Sure enough, there were indeed people up there, and under the rising fog, I saw an old man climbing the mountain, his face silent and resolute, step by step.

And after the old man, there is another person, who is a scholar, strolling leisurely, singing loudly, and looking at ease.

The people were amazed, for they were so far away from the mountain that they could see the mountain in such a way that it was impossible to calm down.

And the most bizarre thing is that the scholar and the old man seem to be only a few steps apart, but they never get farther or closer.

"That's Lao Li Tou, and Chen Sheng. ”

Someone recognized it and immediately exclaimed.

"Why don't we go check it out, too? ”

One of them immediately agreed, and then jumped away.

What was a short journey is a long time for many today.

"It's too high. ”

As soon as everyone approached, they were all amazed, and then they looked at the sheep intestine path, which had become an incomparably wide avenue, which seemed to lead to the top of the mountain and to the sky.

Kyushu is even more surging in an instant, countless top masters and forces are flocking to hear the voice, I don't know who said, in that mountain, there is a long past cultivation inheritance, a more powerful cultivation method than the present, cultivation to the highest level can achieve immortality.

......

"It's time for us to go, too. ”

Inside the room, Du Dongliu, who was sitting cross-legged, slowly stood up, he was still the same body, still the weak realm before, and the difference was that the soul had recovered a little.

"I will go to the depths to find the hook, and then I will meet the black hand. ”

Twilight Dongliu spoke calmly, but he didn't know who it was, and then grabbed the panda that was still sleeping, and the lines flashed under his feet, and then walked into the void.

"Woo......"

The wind blew, and the strange sound of the hollow in the mountain crevice, with sadness, like the cry of an old man.