At dusk, a figure stood by the river. He was a young man in his prime, it was Fang Luo. He seemed to have returned to the past.
Against the red ocher red cliff, Fang Luo looked like a thousand-year-old yellow pine, but he looked up at a star in the sky in front of him and sighed helplessly.
"You are so young, what are you sighing for?" A hoarse voice came from behind Fang Luo, and following the sound, he saw that it was a grasshopper.
"What I sigh is regret, and what I sigh is unwillingness. Today is not only my birthday but also my death anniversary." Fang Luo seemed to be answering, but also seemed to be talking to himself.
The coiron took off his bamboo hat, looked at the star that Fang Luo was staring at, and said with a smile: "You are the destiny of the evil star. You will die if you cannot change your destiny before you are sixteen years old. Today, your path has been blocked by this river."
Barrier, life is over here, am I right?"
Fang Luo trembled slightly and asked, "What do you know?"
"Haha, I just know a thing or two." The lioness slowly stood next to Fang Luo and said, "I would like to ask young man what you regret?"
"Are you sorry? Of course I didn't help my father and didn't become the pride of the Fang family." Fang Luo said.
"Then what are you unwilling to do?" asked the lioness next.
"I'm not willing to lose strength, be ridiculed, live a mediocre life, and end up dead here in the end." Fang Luo's voice was silent, but every word seemed to send ripples across the river.
The coiron asked again: "Young man, do you know what this river is called?"
"I don't know."
"You don't even know what the last stop in this life is called. Wouldn't that be even more regrettable and unwilling?" The lioness seemed to have expected Fang Luo's answer.
"What can I do if I know or not?"
"This river is called Nanming."
Nan Ming... Nan Ming... Fang Luo didn't know why, but these two words clashed back and forth in his mind like echoes.
Suddenly, the solid land shook and cracked into turtles. Water spray overflowed from countless gaps and gradually gathered together.
Fang Luo had nowhere to go, so he could only stand in the shallow water with his feet wet. He lowered his head to look, but felt something was wrong in the corner of his eye. He looked up and saw that the lantaus on both sides of the river were sparsely split into several pieces.
The earth sank to the bottom of the river.
Suddenly, a sound like thunder exploded behind Fang Luo. When he looked back, he saw that it was the Red Cliff, which was shattered by the force of the mountain, and it collapsed step by step as if it had no foundation.
Looking around blankly, Fang Luo was stunned. This was a piece of water like a vast grassland, turning from a river into a sea, boundless as far as the eye could see.
I understand, this is my death day, I only have this hallucination at the end of my life!
Waves of Jiang Tao slapped Fang Luo's calf, and the slaps became more and more violent.
Under the blood-red sunset, Fang Luo saw a few vague sails in the distance, getting closer and closer, becoming more and more conspicuous. It was a ship, a ship emerging from the water.
As the masts and sails became clear, the entire hull emerged from the water. What was strange was that the ship continued to rise, and there seemed to be a dark island beneath the ship.
That's not an island... Fang Luo stared for a long time and found that the dark things under the boat were moving, like living muscles.
Suddenly, Fang Luo felt as if every drop of water on the entire sea surface was about to jump up. He was excited and excited. At that moment, a long "hissing" sound resounded from the bottom of the sea, and he saw the boat soaring hundreds of meters in vain.
, completely exposing the huge thing under the bottom of the ship.
After the water hanging on it poured out like a whitewash, Fang Luo raised his head and was stunned. The creature in front of him, which was bigger than Chibi, kept impacting his vision. It had a whale body, a whale belly, and whale eyes.
It has four slender and well-developed limbs to support the water surface, and in the center of the head is an extremely long trunk, covered with black and golden scales, swinging freely like tentacles.
"This is the Underworld. The ship grew out of his back. It is deeply involved in his muscles and bones and can never be separated." The voice of the lion suddenly sounded from the side, and Fang Luo then remembered that he had been standing there all this time.
beside you.
"Am I already dead to have such hallucinations?" Fang Luo calmed down the waves in his heart and asked calmly.
"Haha, yes, your life in this life has come to an end, but this is not an illusion." The lion laughed and spread across the boundless sea, "Let's go."
The Underworld neighed in a low voice, stretched out its Great Wall-like trunk, and gently placed its nose in front of Fang Luo, directly leading to the boat on the Underworld's back. It looked like an unshakable inclined bridge between heaven and earth, welcoming
Hold him.
I no longer have the qualification to choose, I am a dying person. Fang Luo took the first step without hesitation. Anyway, his biological parents had already been killed by eunuchs, and anyway, the girl he liked had already been accepted by the emperor as his favorite concubine.
, anyway, he has long forgotten his way home. At this moment, he has lost everything and only remembers that the last stop in his life is called Nanming.
"From the moment you take the first step, you are truly dead." The lioness smiled softly, "Young man, the black gold scales of the underworld are very solid, so you don't have to worry about them slipping off."
"Thank you, old man, for reminding me. I, Fang Luo, got to know the old man today. I am very happy and at ease. Do you dare to ask me your name?" Fang Luo shouted in mid-air.
"I forgot the name." The old man put on the bamboo hat, maintained the posture of holding the bamboo hat, and said: "It's fate and destiny, and we will cross the world forever."
Slowly, slowly, the old man's bamboo hat turned into a few branches, his face turned into a rugged tree top, and his body turned into a bare tree trunk, with a few dead leaves hanging down in the water.
A dead tree and a vast ocean seem to be like a ship and the underworld, which have never been separated from the origin to eternity.
Fang Luo felt a little bitter in his heart. He walked into the ship along the elephant's trunk, and finally looked back at this place. There was nothing to miss, it was just a vast ocean.
Fang Luo, who had climbed onto the ship, could now appreciate the hugeness of the Underworld even more. Looking down from the edge of the ship, it was like standing on the top of Mount Hua. The ship was just a drop compared to the Underworld.
The underworld man slowly turned around and walked in the direction he came from. As the water deepened, his body gradually disappeared. When he was completely immersed in the water, the underworld man suddenly started to move, and his slender and well-developed limbs opened and relaxed.
Looking at the sea, there is only a silhouette of a boat riding the wind and waves at high speed.
"Where is this star taking me?" Fang Luo murmured to himself. On the sky, all the other common stars disappeared, and only that star continued to twinkle.
Fang Luo, who was looking up at the sky, suddenly had fluorescent light on his cheeks, and it was dark and dim. He lowered his head and looked into the deep sea. Through the passage,
The clear blue water is at the lowest end of the deep sea, and there are green buildings one after another, crystal clear and stretching like mountains.
"Is this... a palace? Or a pavilion?"
The ship that was originally moving quickly and smoothly suddenly tilted and was about to dive into the water following the underworld.
Fang Luo was a little panicked, but he smiled the next moment: "How can a dead person be afraid of water? You can't die again, right?"
Almost in an instant, the Underworld arrived at the lowest point of the deep sea and swam quickly above the fluorescent buildings. Fang Luo, who was immersed in the water, fell asleep for no reason and fell into a swaying sleep.
"Perhaps if you keep sneaking for a long time, it will be completely different when you surface next time."
As if after several eras, a feeling of suffocation roughly awakened Fang Luo's consciousness.
Opening his eyes, the first thing he saw in his trance vision was a night sky with flags and stars. Fang Luo quickly stood up and leaned over the edge of the boat to look down. This was actually a familiar scene, a vast ocean, and the Underworld was moored on
He was breathing slowly in the shallow water for an unknown amount of time.
When Fang Luo walked to the end of the elephant's trunk, the underworld man straightened the trunk and built a sloping bridge. Fang Luo slowly walked down the trunk of the huge underworld man, and a strong sense of familiarity hit him again.
A tree stood suddenly, but it was not a dead tree, but a lush green tree.
The residual wind blew by, and the green wood swayed, changing from top to bottom. In the blink of an eye, a green wood became a young and handsome man with a feather fan and a turban.
"We are destined to be destined." The man threw this sentence towards Fang Luo with a smile, and his voice was very strong.
"Mingmingdu Mingming" Fang Luo remembered the old man's words and blurted out subconsciously.
Hearing this, the man nodded and laughed, "Come stand next to me."
Fang Luo stepped on the shallow water and came to the man's side. He accidentally looked down and saw an unfamiliar face reflected in the water.
This is not me... Then who is this?
While thinking about it, the underworld man had already dived into the deep sea in the distance again and completed his mission.
"Mustard Seed Na Nan Ming, close it!" The man waved his feather fan lightly, and Fang Luo felt the waves on the soles of his feet getting a bit bigger. Looking carefully at the boundless sea in all directions, it was actually sinking continuously, with the two people as the midpoint, and the waves continued to shrink in.
Wherever the sea water passes, patches of green appear.
Mountains, forests, cliffs, and peaks appeared one by one in the distance below Fang Luo. They were not obscured by the night, but reflected the moonlight more abruptly.
Soon, the shallow water under Fang Luo's feet quickly disappeared, revealing the land. Looking around, he was surprised to find that he was standing on the water waves in Long Xiang's secret realm.
The man leaned down, picked up a blue mustard seed stuffed in the crack of the soil, and put it on Fang Luo's hand, "Nan Ming's lifespan has come to an end. I give it to you. You can take it now."
Plant it in the center of your eyebrows and take care of it to grow slowly."
As soon as he finished speaking, the mustard seeds flew up from Fang Luo's hand, and a sudden pain was buried between his eyebrows.
Where is this? Where has it taken me? Fang Luo patted his brows and looked up at the night sky, but he could never find the twinkling star.
The man seemed to have guessed Fang Luo's thoughts. He stretched out a finger towards the night sky and said, "Young man, stop looking for that star."
Fang Luo looked at it and frowned: "How could it be? Isn't that the moon?"