He originally practiced in this Taoist temple without any desire, watching with cold eyes the proliferation of all things in the world, as time passed slowly year after year, day after day.
He never thought that such a person would appear in his world. Slowly, bit by bit, he would integrate into his life, tug at his heartstrings, influence his emotions, and make him unable to control his feelings.
, even though he knew clearly that she swore that she would never be with a demon, he was like a moth flying to a flame, he just wanted to experience that moment of warmth.
It seems like he doesn't look like him anymore.
Zhishan looked at the flowers before they fell, with complicated emotions flashing in his deep eyes, but in the end he still did not tell her what he cared about.
When it was getting late, a group of them arrived at a small village at the foot of Pingyao Mountain.
When Mr. Yun and Xiaobai drove the carriage into the village, they felt a different atmosphere than before.
Xiaobai sniffed the air with his nose, then turned to Mr. Yun with a serious expression and said, "There is something strange."
"Yes." Mr. Yun nodded. Although he did not have as sensitive a sense of smell as Xiaobai, he also felt something strange.
At this time in the past, there should be farmers returning from the fields in the village. There should be one or two deck chairs in front of every house to enjoy the wind and coolness. There should be smoke curling from the roof of every house, waiting for people to return.
Warm scene.
But now, what appeared before them was silence.
There was no sound at all in the whole village, not even a soul could be seen.
Xiaobai turned around and lifted the car curtain, and said to the two people inside: "There are some situations."
"Yeah." Zhishan frowned slightly, looked at Xiaobai, nodded and responded softly: "I can feel it. The whole village is lifeless, without a trace of human habitation."
"Is this an abandoned village??" Hua Weiluo opened the curtains of the carriage and looked outside. He saw that the whole village was dead silent. In the twilight glow, the silence was a bit eerie.
"No." Mr. Yun shook his head, and then Hua Weiluo said: "When I came from the capital to Cangzhou a few days ago, I stayed in a family here. At that time, the village was full of vitality, and every household was full of vitality.
They are acquaintances, and they always greet each other when they meet. It only lasted a few days, how could it be suddenly wasted."
"Then this is..." Hua Weiluo looked outside with some hesitation. It was getting late, and the whole village gradually fell into darkness. Occasionally, a few bats flew by, making it look even more desolate.
"Let's go take a look inside the village." Zhishan frowned and said solemnly to Xiaobai: "Xiaobai, park the carriage on the side of the road and let's walk over."
"Okay." Xiaobai nodded, jumped out of the carriage, led the four snow horses, tied them to an old locust tree on the side of the road, then patted their heads, turned around and followed Zhishanhe.
The flowers have not yet fallen on them.
Zhishan and Hua Weiluo walked in front, Mr. Yun and Xiaobai followed behind them, and the four of them walked slowly into the village.
The whole village seems to be as it was when there were people there. The kettle is still burning on the stove, but the fire in the stove has been extinguished. The food is still placed on the stove in the kitchen, and it looks like it is preparing to eat.
