The Elysium Across Deep Space Chapter 164: The overseas origin of the lonely time and space

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There is a spring pool that does not freeze in the courtyard, the lotus leaf is green and crystal clear, the plump buds are beginning to bloom, and the faint pink clouds are rippling.

Wang Xuan stood at the edge of the pond, his eyes were a little straight, there were no koi in the pond, and the scene of the mountain was dimly reflected.

"It can't be done now. The water in the pond is turbid, and the scenery is blurred. It's hard to see. A long time ago, an ancestor said that this pond could shine on all the people in the early years, and the transcendent central universe would move along with it. Now it can't be done."

Wearing a short skirt, a shawl, a woman with black hair reaching to her shoulders is a Yao Yao. She is not afraid of the cold. She sits on a pier by the pool, her long legs are exposed, and she uses her feet to scratch characters on the snow.

Wang Xuan moved, and was very impressed. What kind of people were their ancestors? Sitting in the courtyard, they could watch the extraordinary places through a pool of water? 2 Outside the courtyard, far away, there is a towering tree  pine,  covered with snow, the tree  bent like a burdened old dragon, struggling to stretch to the sky.

A young man with a silver inch head also gave himself the surname, he had a strong face, and he looked at the towering ancient pine in the distance and said, "There is a tree there, it died. A pine tree was replaced.

Wang Xuan is speechless, this place is really amazing, every scene has a story, and there is an amazing past.

"What the **** is this place?" he couldn't help asking.

The woman with short ears and short hair came over, her name was Ruonan, and she calmly said, "A backcountry, a place of refuge. It doesn't make any sense to say it in the past, and now it's just hanging out in isolation"

Cold, quiet, and rarely visited.

2 Wang Xuan looked at him, this girl with clear eyes and clean eyes, did she just help people see a doctor, or did she deliberately give Wu Dalang to take medicine? "What do you mean? . . . ” He was not referring to the normal ocean.

"When there is confusion." Sure enough, when he gave such an answer, the so-called "extraordinary" is detached from the others.

"Let's go to the room, it's rare to have guests here, let's go drink and wait for the other friend to wake up." Silver-haired Nian said.

Although I didn't go into details, Wang Xuan and his guests also knew something.

In the hall, when he and Wu Tian ran through the tulle at the top of the mountain, they broke free and entered the chaotic time. People discovered and fished them up.

When the two of them were first, they both felt that there was a thorn in front of them, and their minds were full of confusion.

Wu Tian, ​​confused at the time, said the word Dalang.

Wang Xuan whispered softly: Wang Ye, Wang Xin...1 The three did not hide it, and simply mentioned a sentence.

Wang Xuan's heart was slightly sour. Wang Ye, Wang Xin, and Wang Hui, three children, probably couldn't see him. After a brief absence, he returned to calm.

Don't think about it, that fishing net is absolutely terrifying. It's definitely not something that can catch people from the chaos and make him and Wu Tian momentarily dazed.

Isn't it also a top-notch prohibited item? He suddenly thought so.

This place is a bit outrageous, there's a spiritist flag, - Zhang Mo's big net.

There is still "among the things left by the ancestors, only the net has erased the imprint of the past, and can be sacrificed with heart."

2 After sitting in the living room, Wang Xuan finally led them to the dining table. The fruits and dishes on the plate seemed to be good and attractive.

"Come and taste the wine I brought." Wang Xuan didn't dare to touch their food and drink, worried that something strange would be eaten or drank.

He also reported the surname , Wu Xuan, and called himself Wu Erlang.

2 "Wutian Wu Dalang, and you Wuxuan Wu Erlang, this is easy to remember." Ruonan, a woman with short hair and short ears, nodded.

“This wine is also okay, but the age is not long enough, and the mellow flavor and rhythm beyond the wine pulp is a little weak.” Hong commented on Wang Xuan’s wine.

Then, he poured out a glass of viscous liquid from a wine jar full of traces of time, sticky, with swaying crystal threads, which remained there for a long time.

True, the wine is fragrant, especially rich, and the liquid is thick, and it is already a little drunk before drinking.