"I don't understand, I don't understand... I've traveled all over Liyue, why can't I find her!"
Only she in memory can meet these conditions at the same time, but why not come to herself?
Could it be that she didn't know about the existence of the elemental gods because her reputation hadn't spread?
Or...in this dimension, she has no memory of Xuan Jie?
No, that doesn’t make sense. After all, the password to crack the cave is right here. Are you going to announce the location and password of your home to the public?
Standing in front of the peach blossom tree on the top of the mountain, looking at the green mountains, clear water, and white clouds in the sky, my heart was infinitely touched.
Various trends have emerged in the past, but they are still blocked in my mind, and I have never been able to break through that curtain.
It seems that the rules do not allow it. You can only recall it through what you see, and the seal in your mind is an untouchable area.
As for the reason, maybe we can only wait until the day when the truth comes out.
Besides... maybe there is the truth you want in it.
After adjusting his condition, Xuanjie was ready to face everything.
No matter whether this cave is in a dilapidated state without any traces, or it contains a huge amount of information, I will not let it destroy my own path, it is just a reference.
With a gentle wave of his hand, the power maintaining the formation was dispersed, and the entrance immediately appeared next to the peach tree.
In the past, peach blossoms were her favorite flowers, and Xuanjie would be particularly happy whenever they bloomed.
This period of time is the time that Xuanjie cares about the most. A Meng will be happy when the flowers bloom, but she will be sad when the flowers fade in autumn.
Whenever the flowers fall, the peach blossom wine made from the petals will take shape. Xuanjie likes to drink this wine the most.
The rich peach blossom aroma combined with the mellow taste and the sweetness in the mouth make people linger and think of old friends every time they drink it.
When he first came to this world, Xuan Jie relied on this method to recall his old friends. Since no one could find any trace of A Meng, he almost stopped drinking.
From the fact that he was in Taocun, faced with such restored peach blossom wine and never got contaminated, it is enough to see his determination.
When you walk into the entrance, you will be greeted by the wonderful scenery, which brings great visual shock.
A forest of peach trees envelops a small courtyard, and the surrounding streams give it soul.
The reason for shock was not just the scenery, but also the fact that this place was exactly the same as the mansion A Meng had described in the past under the moonlight.
The beauty is beyond reproach, the coincidence is beyond words...everything shows that this is definitely not an accident.
This change was brought about by Xuanjie's time, not by Ameng's notification or memory.
This is the binding of fate and time, and even the laws of heaven have no right to interfere with it.
Cross the stream and pass through the dense peach forest to the courtyard gate.
According to her previous description, the house can be built with ordinary wood. Peach trees are the favorite and will not do any harm.
Then there is the yard wall, which must be fenced with bamboo so that you can enjoy the beauty of the yard except the peach trees.
These memories flooded into my mind as if they had been triggered.
"Ameng... As far as I know, with your ability to control formations, you shouldn't be suppressed by the void in your own territory."
Although the seal of heavenly principles suppressing the void is flawed, it does not allow them to have excessive combat power to go to the mainland.
The power that those transformed demons can use on land is already less than half. Even if more than ten transformed demons jointly attack, there is no way to defeat A Meng in Taolin.
"Ameng ... what's wrong with you."
Xuan Jie did not know, so she had a fist tightly under anger.
Because the first impression floating in my mind is the presence of Orobas, this interpretation of life as a performance material.
"Heaven ... Oh, if you let me know that Ameng is suppressed by you with this rule, then I will not be buried with the world that should be destroyed!"
When saying these words, even the hardlines of Dongfu, which are formed by energy, have no previous scenes.
At this moment, the whole world trembled because of Xuan Jie's killing.
No one will not be afraid of today's scene. The lightning in the air is red, and the height of the killing intention is not concealed.
If Dongfu is outside, such energy fluctuations may be locked by those who are inherent.
It's just that Xuan Jie at this moment does not mean a concession.
The player who controlled the chess game did not expect, and so is the viewer.
The chessboard rises into the red mist. No one knows what the birth of blood fog represents.
When Xuan Jie's mood returned to calm, the sky was still closed.
"I shouldn't be angry here, everything is mainly survey, Ameng ..."
Gently push away the unlocked bamboo door, and the clean courtyard is in sight.
There are not many decorations in the courtyard, or this whole courtyard depends on those peach trees as embellishment.
The only advantage is that these peach trees will not be corroded by time, and they always keep the most prosperous appearance.
Slowly stepped on the wooden ladder, carefully pushed the wooden door, and walked to the silent room.
The furniture in the house is all available, including the chopsticks made of pure wood, and the dust in the room is not stained with dust. Even if there is no mold smell in the air.
But such a comfortable and tidy room, no one has lived for a long time.
"It seems like an ordinary room here, is it really just Dongfu?"
Continue to find it, it is the normal supplies of some girls.
Red lip paper, dressing table and beautiful all kinds of clothes, in addition, there are no other specials.
Slowly, Xuan Jie searched all the way to the bed all the way, and picked up a story set on the bedside.
After reading a few more, the story recorded in it recorded the story of the tribe.
Generally, a tribe dependent on the sky, because some things touched the sky.
Such behavior is tantamount to death, and the tribe will pay the price in the end.
Not only was the whole country swallowed, but most of the people died in pool of blood.
This is the first one. Xuan Jie picked up the second part on the other side of the bed. The story is to write this tribe.
It's just that the content has changed a lot ... or in other words, the two books are not in the same dimension at all.
Sitting under the peach tree, I read another book in the bath with a trunk.
Although the two books are upper and lower, there is no even the connection.
The second story is also in this world, but it is not a sequel, but a new story.
The content of the story is probably.
At the same time, the tribal family was threatened by the sky, and eventually used a performance as a gift, which calmed down the anger of the gods.
The story is gone, the ending is very casual, and Xuan Jie did not understand why she read this book.
Put the book back to the bedside table and continue searching in a clean room, but no trace is obtained.
Just when Xuan Jie was about to leave, a hollow sound came from the wooden board under the bed. This discovery made his body tremble.
Carefully opening the wooden board, what came into view was a small wooden box without any power fluctuations.
It carries Xuanjie's desire for the truth. With such a huge weight, it shouldn't be a small secret.
Holding the wooden box carefully with both hands, for those who have fallen into despair, it is such an exciting thing to see hope again.
Carefully unlocking the lock, the lid of the wooden box was lifted, and a pink and blue book appeared in front of you.
Open the hard book cover and the contents on the paper will emerge.
What is recorded above is not some shocking secret. On the contrary, it is very ordinary. If I insist on describing it, it is just a diary.
It shouldn't be anything unusual, and it's very rude to look through other people's diaries.
"I'm sorry, Taohua God. This is a helpless act. Please forgive me for any offense I've made."
Without hesitation, I continued to read.
God has a long history, so it is strange to choose to record daily life in this way.
At the front of the diary, most of them record some very common daily routines.
For example, "A few more waves of refugees came to seek refuge today, bringing with them unknown technologies and farm seeds. It's great..."
Or, "There were demon gods and their affiliated forces attacking, but they were all scared away by the power of the formation. I'm really capable of this."
And, "A Yuan is really cute! Although the appearance shows the cold appearance, everything is thinking about everything, it can be softened."
Each page is accompanied by date, but the more you can record later, the more outrageous, especially the void.
"Alas... alas! The world has changed a lot. I don't know where these voids came from. Could it be because of me... I don't know if what was said in that dream is true."
"Huh... I fought against the void today. They are really powerful... It seems that they are specifically against the world. The power of the void is somewhat familiar, and it is somewhat similar to what he studied and came into contact with at that time."
"Wow... I'm being targeted by the void army again this time. If I had known better, I wouldn't have placed my home in this place where the earth is so prosperous. But I'm not that easy to deal with. When paired with A Yuan, it's just a random killing.
..Hmph."
"Today, the void has six strengths that are comparable to the existence of the demon gods. They cannot be seriously serious, but they may not win."
"Huh... a miserable victory, but at least I won, and I sensed the power of the maintainer. Did she finally sense the changes on the ground? It's really slow, but I don't have to waste energy on these things in the future.
Just worry about adding casualties."
Huh? Sustainer!
The key information is coming out. Since the development of the maintenance person's appearance will deteriorate.
Regardless of whether the subsequent content is related to it, in short, the role of the sky here will only be villains.
Continue to look back, Xuan Jie's pupils are almost tightening, and an unknown fire burns inside.
"The messenger from the sky is here... She is here to help, she is not a good person..."
The words at the end of this paragraph were blacked out. The person involved seemed to be in a very complicated mood, and the handwriting was messy and left traces on the paper.
"The Void is attacking again, we... suffered heavy losses, and there are vague signs of the dream coming true."
Dream...what dream did she have? Could it be that A Meng's memory from the past has returned to the present? .