The story seems to be over.

Feng Linwan summarized what he 'saw', combined with the story of the bone girl and the tree demon.

Gives a plausible ... The truth.

But behind this so-called truth, what has been turned upside down, hidden, and almost impossible to know, is now like a false thing, and the real thing has still not been excavated.

Yes, the world seems to be turned upside down.

People become demons, demons become humans, gods are dim, they all blind themselves and forget the past.

But from some tricky point of view, whether it is orderly or chaotic, there is a clear or unclear line between them, which can be called logic.

Even if it is the thinking of a madman, there is a set of logic that belongs to him, but ordinary people can't understand it.

"However, the world is missing a link, and there are some things that logically do not exist in order to fulfill 'logic'. Feng Lin frowned.

He was referring to the previous dryad, maybe it was a slip of the tongue, maybe it was some kind of undoubted inertia, the words that came out.

For example, the 'villager's daughter' mentioned in it.

And digging deeper, even if it is the same dryad, the 'disappearance' of the same kind may still be barely remembered.

But why was this 'villager's daughter' able to break through the shackles of thinking and logic in an instant, break a certain boundary, and re-reveal the message from the banished 'nothingness'?

Naturally, Feng Lin Wan is not a tree demon Song Zhong sacrifice.

From the perspective of details, truth, and even the story he told, there is no need for him to dig deep into the 'daughter' who disappeared in logic.

Or simply, think of it as, the nonsense of the dryad in the midst of chaos.

However, Feng Linwan is not meant to tell a story.

He just wants to understand the world through this story.

"Look! the rain has stopped!" the bone girl happily pointed to the outside of the broken hole in the small temple.

It's still dark outside, but the cold wind blowing in is rarely wet.

The previous stories were just stories for them.

Even if there is a little emotion at some point, it will soon be spontaneously forgotten under an inexplicable corrective force, following logic.

The rain has stopped, and the night is coming to an end.

When the first light of dawn broke through the dense fog after the mountain rain and sprinkled on the moss-covered steps of this dilapidated old temple.

The dappled light and shadow seem to be able to dispel all kinds of weirdness before, as if dispelling the cold.

The stone beasts at the entrance of the temple to ward off evil spirits, both of them fell.

In addition, the one that could still stand was already blown down by the strong wind and rain last night.

Of course, this is a very sound logical reasoning.

"The night rain has stopped, ladies and gentlemen, my wife and children have been waiting for a long time, and it is all thanks to me to eat. I won't stay longer, farewell!Farewell!" The big fat tree demon stood up first, and then smiled kindly, arching his hand at Feng Linwan and the bone girl and the female scholar, and then said with a smile.

The female scholar's clothes were baked in the middle of the night, and they should have dried a long time ago.

Just the early morning sun, mischievously piercing through the leaky roof, sprinkled on her.

The thin layer of white still doesn't matter.

On the contrary, on the snow-white skin, the delicate fluff on the arm seems to shine with a slightly golden shimmer in the light, which makes the whole serious, even pedantic 'female scholar', more life-like.

"Xiaosheng is also leaving, this is going to the capital, the mountains are high and the road is far away, it is also an honor for Xiaosheng to gather here with you. I also hope that one day, I can see you again, when I can say goodbye. The female scholar then got up and tidied up her bookcase.

Finally, there is the bone girl, her expression is mixed with a little confusion.

Whether it's the deviation of the world, or illusory memories and false perceptions.

The dryad and the female scholar barely have a place to go.

Whatever the outcome, at least for the moment, they are 'clear'.

But at this moment, the bone girl suddenly forgot where she should go.

She is like the rain that falls from heaven and sheds on the earth.

The rain clouds that have left the sky have not returned to the earth, but have gathered in the rivers, lakes and seas.

She belongs neither to heaven nor to earth, and when the wind blows, she can only sway with the wind.

"If the girl has no place for the time being, then you might as well follow me, walk with me, and search for immortals?" Feng Lin Wan sent an invitation to the bone girl.

The Bone Girl is a node in a story.

Whether it is a dryad or a female scholar, their stories, to some extent, all originate from the bone girl.

And that kind of logical chaos also originated from the bone girl.

So Feng Linwan really wanted to try it, take the bone girl with him, look for some signs, stimulate her, and see if she could gain something more.

The bone girl was a little confused, looked at Feng Linwan, and then nodded, and then became inexplicably shy, and lowered her head.

If it is an ordinary man with the naked eye, he will lose his mind somewhat when he sees such a shy scene of a beauty.

But in Feng Linwan's eyes, this is clearly a skeleton, and he poses like this, even if it is not disgusting, it is not so beautiful.

The dryad and the female scholar left one after another.

What will happen to them next and what will happen to them, Feng Linwan doesn't care.

In this vast world, all living beings will have their own stories.

Feng Linwan doesn't need to be so interested in every story.

The reason why almost everyone is interested in some people's stories is because they themselves have already climbed a mountain called fame and fortune.

After climbing that mountain, there will be people who are willing to listen to their stories.

When the sun rose again, Feng Linwan took the bone girl on the road.

After descending the mountain, we turned into the ancient road that had been repaired by the previous dynasty.

A person and a demon, walking between the ups and downs of the mountains, is like an ancient landscape ink painting, embellished with a little liveliness.

On Feng Linwan's side, there are 'beautiful demons' to go with you to explore the truth of this world.

On the other hand, Li Dong, Lei Dong and others, who have clearer goals and a page of the book on the ground, have encountered even more unbelievable.

What they dropped was not an ordinary place.

It's like a legend... Heavenly Court'.

Standing at the door of the Heavenly Court's 'Hundred Flowers Palace' at this time, Li Dong and Lei Dong had 'hideous' expressions and were at a loss.

Because they clearly saw that the peony fairy, as an oiran, was dancing in the center of the palace, and the slightly translucent performance costume on her body was clearly not the costume that a serious fairy should have.

Those flower fairies and weaver girls showed their breasts and breasts, and they were scantily dressed and coquettish to persuade the immortals to drink.

On the table, each of them was already disheveled.

Under the table, how unbearable, and despite the imagination.

"This is Heavenly Court?"

"Is it a mistake in our understanding, or is it a mistake in the record of the myths?"

"If it's the palace of the god Olympus, I still believe it. After all, they can play well, and the whole universe knows it. ”

"But Heavenly Court... "Lei Dong shook his head, and then suddenly his eyes bulged and glared at the boss.