I remembered that I was trapped in the Qingtong Forest a few days ago. There was a lot of miasma and clouds covering my eyes. No matter where I went, it seemed to be the same. Now I walked out in just half a day. I remembered that the fog in the Qingtong Forest two days ago seemed like ancient times.

The scene of the world, and looking at the clear and clean world in the snow in front of me, it is inevitable to feel like a dream.

He raised his hand and touched his face. He wanted to wake up, but suddenly he found that the sores on his face and the blisters at the corners of his mouth were gone. His face felt clean to the touch, and he quickly used his tongue to

I wiped my mouth again and there was no tingling sensation.

It's more like a dream.

Dong Zhi couldn't help but turn around.

I walked out of a series of fragmented footprints in the snow. At the end of the footprints was a huge tree. The tree was covered with rime that was as snowy as ice and as clear as crystal. It was extremely beautiful. The whole world was covered in silver. That Taoist

He held a cane in one hand and held the little girl in the other, looking at him calmly. The maroon horse next to him was the most conspicuous color in the snow. The swallow had fallen on the tree and was looking down at him.

"..."

Dong Zhi couldn't help but laugh bitterly.

Yesterday I heard this man say that he was afraid that he would not know whether it was an illusion or a dream until he returned to Hanzhou. He didn't think so at the time, but now it seems that he still thought it was a dream, and I'm afraid he still thought it was a dream all the way south.

Dream, I am afraid that I have to wait until I go to Gwangju, walk into the city, see people, or even return to Hanzhou to see familiar people, then I can be sure that this is not a dream.

If it was not a dream, it must have been an encounter with a god.

It's like the stories I've been telling for half my life.

Dong Zhi stumbled and walked further and further.

The Taoist still stood there, watching him, until he turned into a small black spot and the footprints on the ground spread far away and could no longer be seen, then he looked away.

It was at this moment that he suddenly felt something, so he turned his head and looked behind him——

The miasma relies on the mountains and forests, and also covers the mountains and forests, but in the miasma, there is a figure of a deer.

The deer didn't move away and raised its head to look at him.

Song You was a little confused and bowed with him:

"What's wrong with you?"

The deer was no bigger than a sheep. It raised its head and looked at him. After a moment, it began to speak human words, and its voice was quiet and ethereal:

"I heard that there is an immortal master in Yanzhou to the west. He came all the way from Hezhou to slay demons. He killed many demons who broke the rules in Yanzhou. Could it be that he is the Taoist Priest?"

"How do I know this?"

"There are many demons in the north. Although I practice in the mountains and forests in the north of Yuezhou, I often hear interesting news from outside."

"What do you want to say again, Shiba?"

"Where did the Taoist priest come from?"

"Don't you know this? You came from Hezhou and Yanzhou."

"Where are we going?"

"Wandering around the world."

"Have you traveled all over Yuezhou?"

"We're mostly gone."

"..."

Xiaolu turned his head around, looking left and right, as if he had some concerns, and then said to him: "There are many monsters in Yuezhou, and there are also many interesting things. The Taoist priest should walk more carefully."
Chapter completed!