ninety thousand miles

Chapter 312 Leaving

Li Chuan looked at the cocoon in his hand, which was flashing with light spots. He looked towards the original position of the boat, and the light spots were flashing in front of his eyes. It was a road, a road leading to the real exit.

So he took out a piece of cloth from the Bishui Ring, put the fragments of the sword in it, then tied the cloth tightly and tied it around his body.

Then he walked up behind Wen Guying and pushed him with his hand, but did not push. After thinking for a moment, he tried his best to wrap his arms around him and pull him up from the ground.

It's really heavy.

Li Chuan staggered one step forward, then another step, tremblingly moving him to the next light spot, and then he moved on to move Luo Xueli.

It seems that I didn’t move enough bricks in my previous life, and I have to continue to make up for it in this life.

It would be great if there was an excavator. It would go down with a shovel and move them all away.

Li Chuan was thinking wildly while moving.

After an unknown amount of time, the light disappeared and everything was pitch black again. The last time I walked here, there was no light, but there was a small boat.

There are no ships now.

Li Chuan took out the demon mirror and looked ahead. The light from the demon mirror was too weak in the dark mural. Although he quickly entered a mysterious state, he could only see a little further forward.

Fortunately, he was already familiar with this structure.

Then he started moving again.

It's not good to take photos too far away. He can only move so far at a time anyway.

I don’t know how many times it was moved. During the shaking, the stone statue of Wen Guying suddenly opened its eyes.

He watched Li Chuan struggle to use the demon mirror and move it awkwardly, and closed his eyes.

Then Li Chuan saw the familiar red light light up.

"Master Wen..." Li Chuan shouted, but Wen Guying didn't move at all. The sound came from the cloth bag on his waist.

"Master Wen." Li Chuan shouted again in a low voice. Then continue to move the stone statue. The gem light is indeed much easier to use than the demon mirror.

He tried his best to speed up, but when he was almost there, the light of the gem gradually faded.

Li Chuan also fell.

It doesn't matter, the magic mirror can still be used, and there are fire folds and candles in his clear water ring. He is almost there, and he can get it no matter what.

And just when the light of the gemstone was so weak that it was almost invisible, the road ahead was illuminated by a white light.

Li Chuan searched for the source of the white light, but couldn't find it. The light seemed to come from the other side. It was so dazzling and abundant that under its illumination, he seemed to have regained some strength.

He stood up, lifted Luo Xueli in one breath, pushed him out of the edge of this illusion, and then Wen Guying.

In the end, Li Chuan bent over, held his knees with both hands and took a breath for a while, then straightened up and walked out.

"Brother, you're out!" Gong Er and Pang San were already waiting aside.

Li Chuan nodded, he could hardly speak. The bright light of the hall shone on him, and he looked into the light pillar. The runes were still there, but the butterfly spirit was gone.

He looked at his palm. The cocoon was still there, but the glimmer of light on it disappeared.

"Why did Senior Brother Wen and Master Luo become statues?" Gong Er asked.

"It's a long story." Li Chuan sighed.

The third person next to him noticed Li Chuan's fatigue and said, "Second brother, let's leave here quickly and wait until we get back to talk about anything else. You move Brother Wen, and I'll move Master Luo and move them to the boat." After that, , he said to Li Chuan: "Brother, please get on the boat quickly."

Li Chuan nodded.

He watched Gong Er and Pang San carry the two stone statues onto the boat, then he stood up, moved to the boat, and collapsed at the stern.

He was so tired that his whole body felt like it was broken, sore and painful. Even the medicine doesn't work anymore.

When he was about to tell the other three to row the boat, the boat moved and then headed towards the bright channel.

They rowed through the lotus leaves and arrived at a lake. From a distance, Li Chuan saw what seemed to be a pavilion on the shore of the lake in the distance. However, they went in another direction.

"By the way, big brother, an immortal came just now." Gong Er suddenly said, "I wanted to say what I wanted to say when I saw big brother, but I didn't know why I forgot."

"Immortal, who is it?" Li Chuan asked with his eyes wide open.

"I don't know. He wears white clothes. He looks very cold and unpopular. He looks like a sculpture." Gonger described the appearance of an immortal.

"What did he do?" Li Chuan asked.

"He looked at the mural for a while, and then he took out a white bead, which might be a night pearl. He looked at the mural for a while, and then disappeared," Gonger said.

"Didn't he say anything?" Li Chuan asked.

"No, he seems to have completely ignored me and my third brother." Gong Er felt a little aggrieved.

"I understand." Li Chuan said.

"Brother, do you know who it is?" Gong Er asked.

"Probably Immortal Yunyi." Li Chuan said.

Li Chuan felt the rhythm of the rocking of the boat, and felt his consciousness getting more and more confused. He said, "I'm going to sleep for a while, and you guys can stay there for a while. I can't do it anymore."

He closed his eyes.

This time, I don’t know how long I have to lie down.

Gong Er and Pang San stayed by his side for a while. Perhaps the rhythm of the rippling lake water was too hypnotic. After a while, they also fell asleep in a daze.

Both Wen Guying and Luo Xueli are gradually losing the texture of the stone and returning to its original appearance.

I don't know how long it took, Wen Guying opened his eyes. After being stunned for a while, he sat upright, patted his clothes, and the remaining stone chips on his body fell one after another.

On the bow of the boat, a faint figure wearing a raincoat and a bamboo hat appeared. Gradually, the figure became solid. The blurry face that Li Chuan had seen became clearer. It was the face of Guan Zhongqiu.

The man slowly turned around and said, "Senior brother, long time no see."

Wen Guying didn't respond to him.

The man waited a moment, turned around, and paddled the boat silently.

A drizzle fell from the sky. The rainwater could not fall into the boat, but the sound of hitting the lake water could be heard.

The boat slowly approached the shore, where many bamboos were planted.

The man stopped the boat and said, "Go through the bamboo forest and you'll find the exit."

Wen Guying nodded.

He silently moved the sleeping Li Chuangong and Luo Xueli, who had returned to normal but was still unconscious, off the boat.

"Take care." The man turned around, took the oar, and was about to paddle away.

At this time, he heard the sound in his memory, coming from a very near and far away place, passing through the sound of rain, and reaching his ears clearly.

"Take care, junior brother. And, thank you very much."

The boat trembled and then sailed quickly towards the other side of the lake.

Wen Guying carried Li Chuan and Luo Xueli on his back, and carried Gong Er and Pang San into the bamboo forest.

At this time, the boat has passed the Ten Thousand Mountains.

　After writing most of it, I thought it would be better to read it together, so I just finished it and posted it directly without waiting for tomorrow. It may not be updated tomorrow, I caught a cold again after team building.

　　

　

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