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After finishing speaking, Zhang Wanmo stood up and walked to me, "What's the matter with Yan Shuyuan?"

He may have already guessed something.

"I don't know." I shook my head, "He may have felt that something bad would happen if he took away the Nüwa Stone, so every time he took it, he made excuses to avoid it."

"Actually, it's okay. In the end, only the two of us died." He smiled helplessly, "I know, you must be angry that he didn't tell us when he found out about it, right?"

"Well." That's true, then he doesn't regard us as friends at all, let alone, let alone he still likes me.

"But have you ever thought, besides us, who else can get the fragments? Who else can enter Fuxi Mountain."

I never thought that Zhang Wanmo would be so magnanimous, and at this moment he is still helping Yan Shuyuan to excuse him.

"Pfft." After so long, I smiled sincerely, and the depression in my heart was swept away, "Zhang Wanmo, after we go out, let's have a wedding."

"What, what?"

"I said, after we go out, hold a wedding before we die, so that your parents can rest assured, at least before you die, fulfill your parents' wish for a daughter-in-law, and that's all we can do to satisfy them."

"Okay." Zhang Wanmo nodded in agreement.

Zhang Wanmo and I walked side by side, and Bai Xue walked behind us.

The relationship between time and space is really magical. Before we came in, the sky outside was black, but now, inside Fuxi Mountain, it is early morning, the sun has not yet come out, and the whole mountain is shrouded in mist.

The dense trees and weeds are quiet, except for the sound of our footsteps and breathing, not a single bird calls.

The spirit on my body took its own shape when it got here, and it became a small cloud of mist floating around me.

Just by looking at it, you can know the joy of it coming home.

The woods didn't know the end of the front because of the trees. We just walked without feeling tired. We didn't know how long we walked before we got out.

After walking out, we realized that we were halfway up the mountain, and as far as the eye could see, there were many peaks.

It is impossible to tell which one is the real Fuxi Mountain.

Just when I didn't know what to do, the spirit group collapsed.

It turned out that the clouds in the distance shed a piece of sunshine, enveloping that mountain peak and bathing it in the sunshine.

This may be Fuxi Mountain.

With Zhang Wanmo, we resigned ourselves to our fate and walked forward.

Without Du Ai to open the way ahead, Bai Xue could only drive the ducks to the shelves and pick the easy way to go.

The closer I get to Fuxi Mountain, the more peaceful I feel.

There is a trickle at the foot of Fuxi Mountain, but the water in it is black, and the chirping of birds can be heard nearby.

Going forward, there is a small road stepped by many people. Slowly go up the mountain along the road, and you can find some fragments of stone bowls and wooden plates scattered on the side of the road.

Some sharpened sticks.

There are also some tree houses that have been lived in.

A little past the tree house, there are some houses made of mud. These houses are neatly arranged, centered on the place we are standing now, forming a fan shape.

It seems that the tree house should be used by the former people to keep watch.

These houses are all empty, and many things have been weathered due to the age.

These habits engrave words inside the house, on the ground, on wooden tables, and on stones.

I want to record everything anywhere, but unfortunately neither Zhang Wanmo nor I can understand it.

"Where is Fuxi Stone?" I looked at Bai Xue and asked.

"I don't know." Bai Xue has been yawning and curled up in a corner weakly ever since we started investigating in the tribe.

The spirit group was bouncing around me, as if trying to lead me to a certain place.

We had nothing to gain in the tribe, so we had to keep up. Unexpectedly, it took us back to the stream at the foot of the mountain.

There was a bamboo raft by the creek, and Lingtuan had already jumped on it, beckoning us to follow on the raft.

This bamboo raft is a bit small, at most one person can stand on it, and we followed the spirit group along the stream.

As we walked, it seemed that the stream was getting wider and wider, both sides were clean, there was not a single weed, and the bamboo raft was getting bigger and bigger. When the bamboo raft could accommodate me and Zhang Wanmo, the two of us jumped on it.

As a result, as soon as the two of us got up, the bamboo raft floated faster and faster, slowly turning from the creek into a small river, and then from the small river into the river.

Zhang Wanmo and I supported each other, trembling.

The river stretches as far as the eye can see, and we just have a bamboo raft without a bamboo support. Zhang Wanmo helped me to sit down, and we just drifted with the water.

Only the spirit group became more and more excited.

The snow that we have forgotten is also curling up behind us.

Gradually, even the mountains on both sides of the strait could no longer be seen, and the Fuxi Mountain in the back also lost its trace, except for the endless water and the clouds in the sky, there was nothing left.

The water is also a bit strange, it is black.

It's either green or black, or black.

Just as I was about to reach out, I drew Bai Xue's paw, and the spirit group next to me jumped up anxiously.

"Are you desperate? This is no ordinary water! This is weak water!"

Baixue has been talking fiercely for so long, and has never fought with us.

Zhang Wanmo picked up my scratched hand and looked at it. I don't know what happened to the wound on that hand, and it healed within a few seconds. "Weak water?"

"Yes." Bai Xue licked the paw that grabbed me just now.

My hands are not bleeding anymore, but its paws are red with some blood stains. Could it be that it got infected by grabbing me just now?

Before I had time to think about it, I was attracted by its explanation about weak water.

"At first I was still skeptical, but based on the reaction of this little thing, I am now sure that this is weak water.

Weak water is called chaos, also known as trickling water, no one knows how it appears, it is believed to exist at the beginning of the universe.

At the beginning, it was like a trickle of water, which gradually formed into a small stream, then from the stream into a river, and then into a sea.

Slowly forming a vast sea area, without boundaries, without direction, the water is gentle and gentle. "

When Bai Xue said this, it was exactly the same as the waters under us now.

"It carries the origin of life and the reincarnation of all things, so it is also called the water of reincarnation, representing the cycle of life and death reincarnation and the alternation of yin and yang, as well as the changes of all things in the universe.

If I hadn't stopped you just now, your paw would have been assimilated by the weak water and become an inconspicuous drop of weak water in this water.

Ruoshui is also regarded as the dividing line between heaven and earth, which has the function of connecting different worlds or realms. It separates different realms such as the fairy world, the human world and the underworld.

The above are all statements about weak water, but the authenticity has yet to be studied. In short, it is better to be careful in everything. "