The way back was difficult to find. The world here was too chaotic and Lin Yuan had gone too deep into it.

Countless twisted doors, one world within another. Looking back, I can no longer see the way I came.

At any time, you may get lost in the vast spiritual landscape.

Lin Yuan felt that if he was alone at this moment, he would definitely not be able to find the way back in such a kaleidoscopic world.

But it’s different now, she is still holding little Xunhua.

The gardener, who was once old, steady, omniscient and almighty, is now only two years old, weak and young, leaning on his shoulders and relying on him.

This made Lin Yuan suddenly feel that he was omnipotent. He would definitely be able to go back and find a way out in this complex world.

She focused her attention as never before, and the tentacles worked hard to help her avoid the monsters that kept chasing her in the darkness in this bizarre world.

Running fast with your feet on the floating ground.

This scene reminded Lin Yuan of when he was young and his mother was holding him and running through a fire.

I never understood how my mother could run through such raging fire so steadily.

Now I understand.

Because they are guarding their important things and important people. It turns out that when people have such emotions, they will become stronger and more determined.

Every time you pass through a doorway, the space switches and the chaotic hurricane will cut your tentacles.

The monsters behind him formed a long line, and their sharp black claws almost hooked Lin Yuan's long hair several times.

But Lin Yuan kept running with Xunhua in his arms, without any hesitation.

She has been running in such a world for a long time.

The little Xunhua was wrapped by the wriggling tentacles. The tentacles were very soft and the light was dim, which made him feel very safe.

Through the tiny gaps between his arms and legs, he could see the swaying black shadows outside.

A ghost with the body of a minotaur and a butcher with a pig face holding a sharp knife.

This seems like a nightmare, a dark world that I have been in for a very long time.

I just don’t know who is the person hugging me, and why he has such warm arms.

He could hear the man's heartbeat, clear as the beat of a drum.

Hearing this voice, Xunhua suddenly remembered that she had a ruined life.

I have been trampled upon and humiliated, and lost everything I loved. I am very tired and in pain. I am so exhausted that I even want to fall into a deep sleep.

But why? I am being held so gently and cared for so carefully.

He saw those ferocious monsters and the splashing red blood.

The soft tentacles that were protecting him were injured, and they trembled violently, then a new tentacle came up and covered him again.

That was to protect his injuries and blood.

So Xunhua stretched out a finger and pointed forward.

The fingers of the little child were very small, white and thin, and had almost no strength.

A small piece of light green appeared under Lin Yuan's feet.

It is an inconspicuous moss mark in the night, faintly laying out a thin line in the dim world.

It twists and turns through those twisted doorways, as if pointing the way.

Guide the way home.

Lin Yuan ran forward along the faint green.

Suddenly, the sky brightened.

The midday sun shone through the green shade of the trees onto the ground. There were three or four woodchucks, a pair of stunned ducks, and an orange cat that arched its back and meowed.

Lin Yuan's heart was beating fast as he met Xiaosuo's wide eyes.

came out.

Lin Yuan smiled, finally escaping from the depths of his chaotic spiritual world and returning to his real home.

The tentacles dispersed, revealing Xunhua's young spirit.

The little boy held the clay flowerpot and looked up at the sun in the sky, a little dazed.

Those gray, silent eyes reflected the light, like the gentle river water as fine as silver.

The sun and the leaves, the branches of flowers swaying in the yard, the little woodchuck holding its head up with its front paws clasped, and a girl with a bouffant hair crying.

Everything is welcoming him home.

In the flowerpot, a thin and tender seedling grew out of the moist and soft soil.

Two tender leaves stood upright vigorously in the sunlight.

The little crab, who had been holding back tears, finally cried out.

She cried very loudly, sobbing, and big drops of tears wet her round face.

This little guy has always been very good at expressing his feelings, hasn't he?

He is a guy with richer emotions than himself.

Fortunately, the gardener was brought back, Lin Yuan thought. She didn't want to see the garden at home really drowned by Xiaosuo's tears.

Until the sun sank behind the mountain, the sky was covered with thick sunset glow.

Lin Yuancai took out the small box of truth in his attic - it was actually buried under the hole where Xunhua's body dissipated.

Buried very, very deep underground.

After a fierce battle, the enemy seemed to have retreated hastily and ultimately failed to find the box.

Lin Yuan saw clips of that battle in Xunhua's memory.

No one knows what kind of thief is that sneaked into his own home.

It was not a spiritual entity that humans could have. It looked more like a monster, or a strange creature that was a combination of many monsters.

The monsters that were forcibly spliced ​​together with their limbs unable to accommodate each other were ugly and huge. They were like a large piece of sticky liquid that was overflowing from the outside of the courtyard wall covered with roses.

It let out a painful wail, covering the sky of the courtyard, and lowered countless filthy arms toward the golden tree standing in the courtyard.

The tall golden trunks swayed with a rustling rhythm, facing the oncoming enemies.

Two powerful mental forces collided in the small courtyard.

Such powerful mental fluctuations reminded Lin Yuan of Her Majesty the Queen who never left the White Tower.

For a moment, Lin Yuan was even a little unwilling to believe that the Emperor who ruled the human empire had such a twisted and ugly spirit.

Lin Yuan gently stroked the Box of Truth in his hand.

No matter it was brought back from the deep sea before, or just dug out from deep underground.

This palm-sized wooden box seems to always maintain that appearance, old, worn out, and ready to fall apart at any time.

Mysterious patterns were lit up on the rotten wood, and under the dark and low-hanging sky, a hidden glow was on.

Lin Yuan took out the necklace he got in the Tiger-eater City and inserted the green gem into the groove of the box.

There seemed to be a click of keys in the air.

What? Something is opened.

The emerald green fluorescence spread slowly across the surface of the wooden box, eventually climbing to the top of the lid.

From the Mary cruise ship, to the Golden Tree pollution zone, to the Land of No Pupils, and then to the Zombie City, each time the gems were obtained, they lit up the four sides of the small wooden box in turn.

Finally, the slowly flowing rays of light climbed up to the top of the box lid, filling the only empty groove. Above the wooden box, an illusory white tower rose.

The virtual image of the White Tower appears above the Box of Truth.

Slowly spinning in the dim light of the beam.

Who could have known that the white tower that had been sung and praised over the past hundreds of years, and that countless people had knelt and prayed to, was actually not a gift from God, but the bones of the devil, the embodiment of evil.

This is the true state of the world, and it's terrifying.

The White Tower, humanity’s prison.

This was the last place to be explored, Lin Yuan already knew this in his heart and was not overly surprised.

Just the moment when she stretched out her hand and her fingers touched the glowing wooden box.

The rotten, old wooden box suddenly began to change under her fingertips.

Mysterious patterns like a map were flowing all over the box, and the rotten wood changed its appearance under Lin Yuan's sight.

The rotten and loose wooden box was coated with a layer of cold white glaze. It became tight, smooth and dust-free.

It is like gold but not gold. When you touch it in your hand, you can feel a kind of warmth, like that of a living thing.

It doesn't look like the texture of any material in this world, and it doesn't even look like something that can be produced by humans.

The illusion of a white tower floating on top of the box suddenly shrank.

Lin Yuan's entire mental power was also pulled by a powerful force at that moment, and was sucked into a strange space along with the light.

When she opened her eyes, she saw the starry sky and the universe. Countless streams of spiritual power slowly converged in the vast sea of ​​stars.

It looked like an incredibly huge tree.

Among the countless stars, some huge and some tiny spiritual powers flowed towards the tree like trickles, intertwining and gathering, emerging into life.

There is no canopy of leaves to be seen above, and no root system to be seen below. The giant trees block out the sky and penetrate the sea of ​​stars. They are eternity, history, and the future.

That is the spiritual universe, a universe formed by the spiritual sea of ​​all people.

Lin Yuan didn't know when he had heard such words before.

But since she was very young, probably when she first became a guide, the vocabulary about the world tree and the spiritual universe was engraved in her subconscious.

There is a place beyond time and space, where the spiritual power of all living beings on countless planets converge.

It is the immense universe and the boundless giant tree.

Any powerful life will be pitifully small in front of it. Under such a huge will, the soul will be baptized.

Most of the creatures cannot withstand the washing of such an endless river. They would be frightened to death after just one glance at it.

No one knows where to see it. No one knows where to find it.

Someone once said that it is the ultimate dream of all those with strong mental powers.

That is the tree of communication with the world, where there is infinite knowledge and infinite realm. One can explore all the secrets of the world and understand the past and the future.

You can even know where this world comes from and peek into where it will eventually go.

Lin Yuan had never thought that the Box of Truth would drag his spirit into it. Fortunately, now that he had gone through trials and tribulations and had become a strong and stable spirit, he could stay in it for only a short moment.

She only took a quick look at that vast and wonderful space, and when she opened her eyes and returned to her body, she was already covered in cold sweat and her heart was beating like a drum.

Lin Yuan's fingertips separated from the box wall.

The box of truth that looked like jade but was not jade still lay in front of her, and the green gem fell on the bed sheet.

It is a small square box with slowly glowing fluorescent light on the four walls and an empty groove on the top.

Who could have known that at that very moment it would transport its holder into the most magnificent spiritual universe in the world.

It was already dark outside the window, and I only took a quick look at it.

That short stroke was like being baptized under the endless starlight. Lin Yuan saw the long history of mankind and a little bit of the future.

future.

I only caught a glimpse of it, a tiny bit, but I saw it after all.

That is what is going to happen in the future.

Lin Yuan raised his head and looked out the window.

Outside the window, the sunset glow has disappeared and the night is falling deeply, as if a black curtain is slowly descending from the sky.

The terrifying tower of bones stood silently in the hazy night, so white and terrifying.

Lin Yuan stared at the tower, and the white tower seemed to be staring at her as well.

Is that the real future?

The future of mankind.

In a damp and dim alley, a young girl curled up in a corner, holding a picture book tightly in her arms.

Not far away, there was a dense sound of footsteps, which then gradually faded away. It was the sound of the hard soles of the boots of a sentry in the army.

Those people left without noticing themselves.

The girl let out a long sigh in her heart. She sat down slowly with her thin back against the cold stone wall.

She ran a long way, feeling tired and thirsty. She huddled in a cold and dark corner and opened the picture album in her arms.

That was a relic of a friend. Every page of the world touched by spiritual power was painted beautifully, but the person who drew it was no longer in this world.

Under the dim street light, the girl flipped the pages with her dirty fingers.

Turning to the last page, the little fingers gently stroked the rich colors on the picture.

"The future?" The little girl sitting in the corner lowered her head and whispered, "Xiaochun, is this the future you see?"