"What's this?"

He Nianwei hesitated for a moment.

Then I tried to capture those magical spots of light with my hands.

But at this time, next to He Nianwei, there was a far-reaching but irrelevant voice, and he said softly: "Don't touch it randomly, that's the Wangchuan River..." "What?"

He Nianwei was stunned for a moment, turned around quickly, and asked in a surprised tone: "Who is there?"

Seeing He Nianwei so surprised, the voice was even more surprised: "Why, can you actually hear my voice?"

"Yes, yes!"

He Nianwei looked in one direction following the sound.

But I knew that the voice was even more excited: "My God, you can still feel my direction."

"Yes."

He Nianwei said strangely: "Is this very strange, senior?"

"Of course it's strange."

The voice said, "Every day there are countless souls passing by here. Every time I remind them not to touch these balls of light, this is the Forgetful River, but there are almost few who can hear my voice, and even fewer who can feel my direction."

“Everything has almost nothing.”

"A young man had these two characteristics 100 million years ago. His name is Hongjun Zu!"

The voice said helplessly.

"Old Ancestor Hongjun!"

He Nianwei shouted in surprise.

Because he had learned skills from his father, he knew that Hongjun's ancestor was his ancestor.

Although this ancestor, the dragon, saw his head but didn't see his tail, often didn't know where he was.

However, this identity is true.

"You know this young man too?"

The voice asked in surprise.

"Well, he should be my master."

He Nianwei said.

"Oh, that's no wonder."

The voice nodded, looking very happy.

"So, senior, who are you?"

He Nianwei tried to ask.

"Hey, like the ancestor Hongjun, your problem is so strange."

The voice shook his head: "Okay, I'll tell you my answer to the ancestor Hongjun. I don't know who I am!"

"It's been too long, I even forgot how I came here."

"It seems that my purpose here is to remind everyone not to use their hands to capture everything in the Wangchuan River."

"It's a pity that it's been so long, but only two people really noticed my reminder."

"The rest is either impossible to do it at all, or ignore me at all."

The voice muttered: "By the way, your master, Master Hongjun named me Wuming, you can also call me that!"

"nameless!"

He Nianwei thought for a moment: "Actually, I think you are more like Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva in the myths and legends of our planet."

"What is Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva?"

Wuming asked.

He Nianwei told Wuming some legends about Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva.

"No, no, I'm not as noble as him."

After hearing this, Wuming hurriedly denied: "There is no hell here, so I am not Ksitigarbha. You should call me Wuming."

"All right!"

He Nianwei nodded.

"By the way, little guy, what's your name? What's your purpose for coming here?"

Wuming asked.

"Oh, my name is He Nianwei."

He Nianwei answered, then hesitated for a moment and said, "Senior Wuming, can I trust you?"

"Of course, my mission is to help others here. Unfortunately, after so long, there are only two people who can get my help. Alas, it's a pity."

Wuming said sadly.

"That's great."

He Nianwei felt that Wuming was not like he was lying, so he told Wuming about the problems he was facing.

When Wuming heard that He Nianwei was going to another world to find his reincarnated wife, he shook his head: "Well, when you said that, I remembered that a little girl had just passed by, and I also reminded her not to touch the things in the Forget River."

"She seemed to hear it, but she didn't seem to hear it. She walked in the direction over there."

Wuming said.

Strange to say.

He Nianwei immediately felt the direction Wuming said.

Walking in that direction, he will be able to find his wife.

And Wuming suddenly felt that He Nianwei seemed to be leaving him.

"Little guy, don't hurry to leave, okay? I'm so lonely. It's been a long time since no creature can feel my existence. Can you chat with me?"

Wuming asked.

He Nianwei originally wanted to leave immediately.

But as soon as I heard Wuming say this, and when he heard his tone was so lonely, he nodded: "Okay, senior, I can chat with you, but I can't delay my wife, I'm afraid I will miss the time."

"Don't worry, I won't miss it."

Wuming was extremely excited when he heard that He Nianwei was willing to accompany him: "Besides, there is no time in this world. You can chat with me, I will help you find a wife, and I will give you some gifts."

"Senior, there is no need for gifts, I'll just chat with you!"

He Nianwei said hurriedly.

Then, He Nianwei walked to the side of the Forgetful River.

At this time, He Nianwei saw a few creatures coming and floating to the Forgetful River.

Just like when He Nianwei appeared just now, they also touched the round balls of light with their hands.

"Don't touch it, that's the Forget River."

The nameless image reminds He Nianwei of the body and shape of those creatures.

Unfortunately, the creatures did not respond at all.

Still touched with your hands.

Grab hard.

Cracked one after another.

And the more you catch, the more excited you are.

It seems like I have been infected by something and become more and more addicted.

The surrounding Forgetful River began to change.

It began to turn into turbulent river water.

The turbulent river water changed into various colors in a blink of an eye.

When every color of river water washes through that creature, it will wash away a layer of energy from that creature.

And that creature was struggling desperately in the Forgetful River.

In the end, I seemed to have no strength, but I was swept away by a river of color and disappeared.

"Oh, another one was swept away by the beast."

Wuming sighed.

He Nianwei, on the other hand, witnessed that after this creature was swept away by the Forgetful River, which represents the animal path, he seemed to have some understanding.
To be continued...