The second thousand three hundred and forty-eight chapters is too illusory
The cave became quiet. A group of men in black robes did not entangle with Shepherd Sirius and quietly disappeared into the darkness. The generals looked at each other and were so surprised that they didn't know what to say. This kind of thing was unheard of. How could people disappear into thin air? But no matter how surprised it was,
, all have actually happened before our eyes.
Gu Lianglei looked around blankly. He lost her last time, and she lost him this time. Hucha Dongchan also followed, frowning. What happened in front of him was beyond everyone's understanding. It had to be in the mountains and wilderness.
Only people with different ambitions can have such incredible things.
"Princess, where is the general?" Hucha Dongchan asked anxiously. After that, he searched everywhere, but except for this stone hammer that had been hidden here for who knows how many years, there was no clue. The generals of the Chinese army were running around, people were
It's indeed gone.
Gu Lianglei took a deep breath and called softly: "Princess Princess."
"Hey, Princess."
"Immediately send an order to return to Zhuocheng."
"Ah? What should the general do?"
"It's difficult to predict with common sense here. He will definitely come back." Gu Lianglei lowered his head and looked at the Minghong Dao and the Blood Sword in his hand. Even if he couldn't come back for a while, Xue Li would definitely come to her again.
"Princess Muchan, this place is too evil. It's better to leave the mountain first and then discuss it. Those men in black have already withdrawn and may be disadvantageous to us." Liuyunzhan said in a solemn voice.
None of the soldiers moved, there was no trace of Li Luo, but the morale of the army was not chaotic yet. They were waiting for Hucha Dongchan to send the order. To be honest, Hucha Dongchan was a little flustered. It was fine for her to charge into the battle, but it was a bit difficult for her to make a decision.
"Hehe, don't worry, your general will not die." Jiang Hanlian suddenly interjected. All the generals stared at Jiang Hanlian, and she stuck out her tongue. Apart from being surprised, she didn't look too panicked.
"Han Lian, what do you know?"
"It's too illusory. I thought it was a deceptive thing left by our ancestors. I didn't expect it to really exist. It's incredible." Jiang Hanlian also knew that the matter was of great importance and did not make any excuses. "I have never seen it before. It's just from Yin and Yang.
I have seen it in the classics of the Yin and Yang family. It is an illusion between Yin and Yang. It is mysterious and unpredictable. It is neither fictitious nor real. It was created by great powers in ancient times. If the records of the Yin and Yang family are correct, it stands to reason that it cannot be for the purpose of seeking revenge.
Most of the people who died were those who left some kind of inheritance or shocking secrets. If you are lucky, there might be an unexpected surprise when the prince comes back... Don't look at me like that. This is really the first time I've seen you.
It’s just...it’s very similar to the Taixu Illusion Realm. Unless you open the door to the Taixu Illusion Realm again, you won’t be able to find it.”
Everyone was silent. If it had not been seen today, it would have been treated as a kid's joke.
Gu Lianglei thought about it for a moment. She was the most anxious person here, but he was gone, as were his soldiers, and Hucha Dongchan. She had to worry about what he was worried about, and reluctantly made a decision.
Shen Shen said softly: "Leave this cave first, and then talk about other things after getting out of the mountain."
Hucha Dongchan couldn't think of any other way, so he looked for it. In front of everyone, in such a big place, apart from the Taixu illusion mentioned by Jiang Hanlian, he really didn't know if there was any other explanation, so he had to
Order all the soldiers to retreat to the top of Luye Naga Mountain first.
In the early morning, the warm breeze blew down from the green tea mountains in the distance, passing over the water surface of the gurgling stream, causing ripples, and then blowing over the green bamboos and delicate peach blossoms on both sides of the bank.
With a hint of fragrance, it blew over the moss-covered bridge, across the flowing water, and past the houses along the bluestone road along the coast. Finally, it gently snuggled around those people walking in the morning light.
He sat by the stream. In his memory, this place was called "Shangyang Village". There was a clear stream winding through the middle of the village. The stream was very clear and the flow was very gentle, except for a deep pool at the source at the foot of the tea mountain.
, the deepest part of the river bend along the way is no more than the knee, and many children play in the water on weekdays.
The name of the creek is Xiaoyang Creek.
There are many pebbles in Xiaoyang Creek, large and small, and with strange shapes. There are often some nameless gray fish swimming in the gaps between the stones, playing leisurely. There are many green bamboo and peach trees on both sides of the stream. In this bright spring
This is the most beautiful time of the year, when the bamboo leaves are green and the peach blossoms are pink, lingering and reflected in the clear water, like a beautiful picture of a mountain village, so beautiful.
As he watched, his confused expression gradually became clearer. He stretched out, opened his mouth and yawned, with a satisfied smile on his face. Then he stood up, patted his butt, and looked around.
A quiet village in the early morning was the place where he lived in his past and present lives.
As he walked back, he listened to the crisp chirping of birds, a few roosters crowing in the distance, and the courtyards of villagers on both sides of the stream appeared one after another. They were slightly chaotic, but also had a somewhat uncarved and leisurely atmosphere of the countryside. When he came back, he went up
Some people in Yangcun had already gotten up and went out, walking around in the village. They met several people on the road beside Xiaoyang River. They all nodded and smiled and said hello when they met. It seemed that the people here were familiar with him.
After walking like this for a while, under the small stone bridge in front, between the bluestone road and the stream, there was a large locust tree with lush branches and leaves, leaning slightly, and the treetops hung down from one end of the bank to the other.
On a big rock under the tree, a fisherman wearing a raincoat was sitting, holding a fishing rod and fishing in the stream.
When he passed by, he looked into the fish cage and found that it was indeed empty. He couldn't help but smile and said: "Old Yin, how many times have I told you that the water in this stream is too shallow and the fish are too small to grow big and you can't catch them. If you want to
For fishing, just go to the Dayang River outside the village, or if you are tired, climb up the Tea Mountain and go to Yuezhu Lake in the west, where you can catch big fish."
This passage was spoken very naturally, as if I already knew the name of this fisherman and what I had said to him before in my memory.
The fisherman turned his head and glanced dully. He was a man with a sickly face. He couldn't tell his age. He seemed very old, but not too old. He said slowly: "There is a big fish in this stream. I have never seen it before."
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He laughed, picked up a stone at his feet and threw it into the stream. He heard a pop, the water splashed, and there was a wave of water. Then he smiled and said to the fisherman: "I have lived here for so many years, except for those stones.
You’re a small fish in the seam, I’ve never seen a big fish in this water, are you talking nonsense?”
The fisherman wasn't angry either. He just shook his head and repeated, "Xuanlou, I'm not lying to you. There are really fish in the water. You can see them when you fish."