Can……

Deep in the heart lake, the tree that symbolizes the meaning of the world is about a meter tall, but it is still too far from the result he wants.

"in the end……"

"What's wrong?"

Unconsciously.

He walked with his heart and had arrived at the edge of the western desert at the foot of a small hill.

There is a road at the foot of the mountain.

It leads to a small mountain village that is hidden a little deep.

"Yeah? Here..."

He instantly came back to his senses, feeling a little familiar, and memories came one after another, and suddenly remembered them!

Look at the countryside!

This is Wang Village!

It was the initial place where he survived the disaster and realized the meaning of the world!

"So it's here!"

A heart moved.

He walked into the village and found it was quiet inside. At first glance, there were only moss and yellow weeds. Many houses had been disrepaired and had collapsed for most of them. Under the drizzle, a layer of green was dotted on the country road, with a unique sense of quietness and elegance.

He thought something.

The villagers here must have been moved away.

Step forward slowly.

Soon we came to the small courtyard where he and Mo Chenyin had lived for ten years.

Strangely.

The rest of the village is full of desolation, but this small courtyard is clean and extremely tidy.

The hut seems to have been repaired.

The stove outside, the firewood pile at the foot of the wall, and even the wooden stakes he had used to chop firewood were all placed there intact, exactly the same as when he left.

Who made it?

With a hint of curiosity, he was about to push the door and enter, as if he suddenly felt something and looked into the distance.

In the misty rain.

Two beautiful figures walked over from the other side of the village.

A person has a gentle temperament and a beautiful appearance. He is not as beautiful as a man in the mortal world, but he is the sound of a mousse.

Although the other person's appearance is slightly worse, he has a lively and beautiful feeling, which is the cold girl.

The drizzle is like smoke and fog.

The world seemed to be covered with a layer of gauze.

The mountains are misty in the distance and the water is shimmering. Beauties are standing side by side in the near distance, like poetry and paintings, like dreams and fantasy, and are so beautiful.

See Gu Han.

The two girls were a little surprised. They looked at each other and smiled knowingly, both of whom understood what the other person was thinking.

perhaps.

We are not his only ones.

But he.
Chapter completed!