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A group of four people and a monkey walked less than half a mile, the rain as thin as cow's hair floated down, the wind on the mountain road passed by, hit the face and face was slightly cool, and there was a faint and tactful bird cry from the depths of the grass and trees.

Several people didn't have umbrellas, and Xi Yu didn't plan to use umbrellas, and besides, there was no paper umbrella in his package. But after all, it was a chill, he shivered, and thought about it, he was different from others after all, although he was expected to be a future immortal, but after all, he had not yet entered the hall, and he was not a monk.

Thinking about it like this, he took out the hat that Ah Da gave him and put it on his head, slightly blocking the wind and rain, Qing Yan saw that he was smart, glared at him, and Xi Yu laughed twice.

The young men and women went their separate ways like strangers, and did not speak, did not mention, and did not seem to be reconciled, as if they were the other two people at the last night's meeting.

The rain and dew on the road were slightly damp, wetting the hems of several people's clothes and trousers.

In silence, a line down a slope, in front of the eyes suddenly opened, empty in front, there is a large green lake between the mountains, at this time the drizzle, the lake surface swayed a vast and gentle smoke waves, curling like a white veil like mist permeated, hazy, can not see real.

Walk over the mountain road and the waterway.

Before approaching, there is a ferry, a small boat moored there, tied to the erected bamboo pole, yellow and green mixed with yellow and green, after the wind and frost, no one cares, as if it has been lonely here for many years.

Yedu unmanned boat self-traverse.

Xi Yu was very curious in his heart, there is no shop in front of the village in front of this territory, deep mountains and barren mountains, inaccessible, how can there be a ferry, it is rare to see a passer-by in the year, but it is a loss-making business, if the ferryman depends on this for a living, wouldn't he have to starve to death?

When he thought of this, he couldn't help but feel a sense of compassion in his heart, secretly thinking that the world is difficult, and it is not easy to find a livelihood.

Xi Yu relied on his eyesight, saw things easily in the white mist, looked around, and then he realized that there was no half of a figure in Siye, not even the boatman, so he abandoned the boat and went to find another way to live.

Only the boat floats leisurely, moored on the shore, cold and desolate.

The old man with the flower hair led them to the ferry, and several people boarded the boat one by one, Ah Da untied the rope, picked up the wooden oar, supported and pushed, and the boat broke through the water.

The flower-haired old man and Qinghan both sat down, Ah Da took the helm and rowed, only Xi Yu stood on the bow of the boat, standing in a daze, looking back at the barren wilderness that was getting farther and farther away, and there was an inexplicable emptiness in his heart, like a fish in his throat, lingering.

"Let's take a look at it again. ”

The voice of the old man sounded in his ears, and he was stunned, and suddenly there was a vague and strong feeling in the dark: If I go, I am afraid that I will not be able to return in this life and this life.

One day, looking back, it will be a hundred years old.

Thinking of this, Xi Yu's face was slightly pale, and his pupils swayed, but after only a moment of confusion, he turned into determination and firmness.

This is the path he has chosen, so he should not be cowardly and retreating, a good man is born in heaven and earth, he should go through it happily and heartily, how can he live in a corner of the place, trapped in the market, because the trivial things day after day and year after year have wasted their ambition and spent their lives in mediocrity.

He didn't want to spend his whole life in the trivial affairs of his parents, firewood, rice, oil and salt, leaving a lifetime of regrets, reduced to a layman, indistinguishable from the surrounding beings, calculating, cautious, and forgetting that the young man who was collecting medicine had looked up at the clouds and clouds on the couch in the afternoon, and had a big dream in the daytime.

I don't want to be convincing day and night, asking but not being able to, and finally ending up depressed, and hastily ending my dull life.

Withere, wither.

I am willing to be the golden scale, unwilling to be the thing in the pool, and turn into a yellow dragon when I encounter wind and rain, and soar into the sky!

Since that day, at a glance, he saw the huge shadow that had stepped away in the sky, and Xi Yu was already destined to never go back.

He took one last deep look at the ferry that was gradually disappearing into the mist, turned around and sat down, Qing Yan turned sideways to face him, pulled a strand of hair hanging down, stretched out a slender wrist like a lotus root and gently swept it over the lake waves, the palm prints were clearly reflected, the green water slipped from between her fingers, and there were little ripples, at this time her eyebrows and eyes were soft, and her expression was indescribably gentle.

When the boat floated to the middle of the lake, the flower-haired old man suddenly dusted off his clothes, stood up, and waved his big sleeves, and there was a miracle when he landed.

A black whirlpool suddenly appeared in the center of the great lake, and the boat was like duckweed, turning and sinking to the bottom of the lake, and it was about to capsize, and the people in the boat were drowned.

Suddenly there was a change, Xi Yu was caught off guard, and in an instant, he felt that the world was spinning, he was dizzy, his internal organs were all transferred to a ball, and he was terrified, he couldn't help but close his eyes tightly, and screamed, "Ah......"

The flower-haired old man heard his screams and said softly, "Don't be afraid. ”

Xi Yu is not a landlubber, he can't be watery, and he is half a tide on weekdays, but in the face of such unpredictable disasters of heaven and earth, his courage weakened by three points, and the whirlpool of the black hole was like a big mouth, dim and lightless, what was inside, like the entrance to the netherworld, from no one to the liver and gall, not to give birth to ten thousand fears.

Qing Yan on the side suddenly reached out and firmly grabbed his collar, and after feeling the slender jade hand, the violent movements seemed to be quiet, Xi Yu's heart was wide, and the panic gradually disappeared, and he quietly opened his eyelids to peek, and saw a completely different and Dao-like world from before.

They came underwater!

As soon as this thought was born, it occupied all of Xi Yu's mind, and his heart almost jumped out of his throat, and his eyes widened suddenly.

It is as if there is a membrane separating it, supporting this passage in the water, and there is absolute silence in the passage, no time passing, no sun and moon brilliance, as if being in a dry void, making people unable to tell whether they are sinking or rising.

There were occasional small points of light in front of him, like fragments of stars, although faint, but instantly illuminated his pupils.

The light looked very close, but he couldn't reach it when he stretched out his hand, and then he found that the light was more than one place, except for the front, there seemed to be another small spot of light floating out of his back, passing by him, floating light, and when he wanted to catch it, it had been dimmed and annihilated.

Xi Yu counted these lights of unknown origin, and the more he counted, the more he counted, as if they were endless, as if there were 108,000 Ganges sands.

Obviously, he fell to the bottom of the water, but it was like coming to a secret cave cave, which had been opened up for a long time and had a complete appearance, but sometimes the edge would slowly squirm like water waves, and it was not until he saw something else that he was really sure that he was in the water.

It was something brighter than fine light, like ghost fire, like a firefly, and when you got closer, it turned out to be a tail of fish, with a sparkling glow on its body, colorful, and the lines were clearly visible, even the bones were transparent, and some even had no backbone. They play in disdirects, playing comfortably, and don't seem to notice that someone is pointing at them.

Those magnificent and brilliant colors dazzled him, Xi Yu stared blankly, withdrew his fingertips, and did not dare to touch them, for fear that they would also be like those points of light, which would be shattered at the touch of a touch.

He suddenly pressed his head hard, his face was full of pain, those bizarre boneless fish and the spots of light that were extinguished in this life disappeared in an instant, the void suddenly collapsed, and the shadows of the bottomless pit like a nest of darkness appeared around him, rushing to swallow him in, like a nightmare that he would never wake up, and like many bright mirrors put together, layered, near and far, stretching and tearing his shadow into the shape of monster livestock, countless voices sounded in his ears, some strange, some familiar, as if they were forced into it, almost making his brain explode。

He could feel the blood on his body getting colder, and he wanted to scream, but he couldn't. Suddenly, all the sounds dissipated, and he heard a low sneer behind him, full of childish taste, crisp with three points of inexplicable meaning, he thought it was an illusion, but it seemed that he had really heard it somewhere.

Before he could turn back, someone gently pushed him on the shoulder, "Go ahead." ”

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