Add Bookmark | Recommend this book | Back to the book page | My bookshelf | Mobile Reading

Free Web Novel,Novel online - All in hlnovel.com -> Wuxia -> Immortal Ni

Chapter 1533 In the world of dominance, the soul of the ancient temple returns from the rain in the night

Previous page        Return to Catalog        Next page

    You can search "Xian Ni" in Baidu to find the latest chapters!

    Wang Lin stared at the sky blankly, watching the two long rainbows gradually disappear into the dark clouds with the increasingly weaker whistling, and disappeared into the distance.

    "Who is she very familiar, very familiar" Wang Lin murmured, and unknowingly, there was an inexplicable sting in his heart. This sting merged with the sadness that had just dissipated, and seemed to turn into  A strange force appeared, causing Wang Lin's breathing to stop and his complexion to turn pale in an instant.

    He staggered and took a few steps back, looking at the end of the world until he collapsed.  He put his right hand on his chest, and the stinging pain there flooded him like a tide. In the indescribable pain, it was as if his heart had been torn apart, and a melancholy emerged.

    All of this comes from the woman who flew through the sky before. This woman's figure seemed to have existed in Wang Lin's mind for countless years, but this figure was accompanied by complex thoughts.

    After a long time, there was a trace of blood on Wang Lin's face. He breathed heavily and closed his eyes.

    "It turns out that there really are immortals Then is my dream really a dream" Wang Lin remained silent on the wet soil after the rain until the sky was completely bright. He opened his dazed eyes and silently  Go forward.

    "Did I dream about the immortal, or the immortal dreamed about me" Wang Lin couldn't understand. It seemed that the trajectory of his life had been completely changed due to a drunken dream the day before yesterday.

    Wang Lin once again stepped onto the official road and walked towards the county seat. He no longer had the peace of mind to look at the surrounding scenery before, but walked silently. The bamboo bookcase on his back swayed with his footsteps, making a creaking sound.  , accompanying him all the way away.

    The sun sets at the beginning of the day.

    Wang Lin walked on this official road, following the traces of water, for a whole day. When he was tired, he would sit aside, take out dry food from the bamboo raft and eat it. After a short rest, he would move forward again.

    The sound of horse hooves and carriages sometimes came from far behind. Every time these sounds came together, Wang Lin would stay aside. Only when those carriages or horses galloped past the official road did he get back on the road.

    Seven days passed in the blink of an eye. During these seven days, Wang Lin's weak body slowly seemed to be getting stronger. He left at the beginning of the day and rested at sunset. It would be best if he could meet at an inn.

    Or maybe you can see a Guandao village with smoke curling up at sunset, and staying there for one night is even more comfortable for Wang Lin than staying in an inn.

    But most of the time, at sunset, Wang Lin had the illusion that he was the only one left in the world. He found a few shades of roadside trees alone, leaned there, covered with thick clothes, and counted.  Looking at the stars in the sky, under the twinkling starlight, thinking about the warmth of home and the loving smiles of my parents, I slowly fell asleep.

    The fire he had burned in front of him also gradually extinguished under the crackling fire. A wisp of green smoke floated from the fire, rose into the sky and merged with the sky.

    The wind at night, with its chill, would often wake Wang Lin up from the cold. Every time he woke up, in the silence around him, he would silently look at the darkness. It seemed that this darkness made him feel familiar, in that pitch-black space.  At night, he was not afraid, but his heart was as calm as water. He looked at it, shrank his thick clothes, and fell asleep again.

    At this time, Zhao State is in the rainy season. Even if the rain stops, the sky is still covered with dense clouds, and thunder echoes from time to time. After a pause for a long time, it will fall again and wash towards the earth.

    At dusk on the eighth day, Wang Lin held an umbrella and hurried forward with a wry smile. Outside the umbrella, heavy rain poured down, lightning and thunder roared. Although it was only dusk, the sky and the earth were already dark.

    "It's only one day's journey before we reach the county seat, but the rain is getting heavier and heavier." Water vapor filled the ground, and when the rain fell, water droplets bounced up and fell on Wang Lin, making his green face  The clothes were mostly soaked and stuck to his body, constantly absorbing the body's heat, slowly making Wang Lin feel very cold.

    Especially when the wind carrying water vapor blew by, it seemed to penetrate into the bones. Wang Lin shivered. Most of his umbrellas were placed on the bamboo bookcase behind him. There were books, dry food, and a change of clothes inside.  Clothes and other items must not get wet.

    Wading through the accumulated rain on the ground, Wang Lin took a few steps quickly, looking for a place to take shelter through the surrounding rain curtain. In the shade of trees in the distance, he vaguely saw a vague outline, which seemed to be a house.  look.

    Without enough time to take a closer look, Wang Lin held an umbrella and walked towards it. As he approached, the blurry outline gradually became clearer. It was an abandoned earth temple.

    The sound of crunching came faintly in this rainy night, and when it fell into the ears, it had a sinister meaning.

    The temple is not big and looks dilapidated. The gate of the temple isThere was confusion in his heart. His dreams in the past few days always seemed to be talking about a thought that he could not figure out. During these seven days of silence, he seemed to feel something vaguely.

    While sighing, Wang Lin took out the dry food from the bamboo raft behind him, looked at the fire in front of him, and heard the sound of rain outside the temple. He put it to his mouth and started eating silently.

    The rain from heaven and earth fell slowly, covering the mountains, the earth, and the temples.  In the temple, next to the fire, two dream souls who seemed not to belong here met.

    One is looking at the fire, the other is gnawing on a chicken leg. The image of the land between the two is reflected by the flames, and the corners of his mouth always have an incomprehensible smile, as if looking at the two of them for eternity.  (To be continued. If you want to know about the funeral, please log on to www.qidian.com. There are more chapters. Support the author and genuine reading!) (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report