As we walked along the winding valley, there were no clear road signs under our feet.
A tranquil, azure lake lies quietly among the gray, rocky peaks, surrounded by an endless expanse of dark green coniferous forest. The dense forest forms a natural barrier, isolating the lake from the noise and bustle of the outside world.
Since leaving that frigid permafrost, they began climbing among the ancient rocky hills. At first, they could still see scattered tawny and golden autumn leaves, but as they went deeper, these leaves became increasingly scarce.
As the hills gradually transformed into majestic mountains, those vibrant colors vanished completely, replaced by a vast expanse of desolation and solemnity.
At this moment, they found themselves in a dense forest. Towering pine trees reached into the clouds, interspersed with spruce and fir trees, forming a lush and verdant sea of trees.
Deep in this forest, sunlight filters through the treetops, casting dappled shadows and adding a touch of mystery and seclusion to this tranquil world.
However, compared to the lush upper vegetation, the lower vegetation appears somewhat sparse. A thick layer of dark green needles covers the ground, which feels soft and rustles underfoot.
On one or two occasions, when Lin Mo got lost, he only needed to wait for a clear night, look up and find the North Star of this world to guide him.
It's not much different from Earth; that blue star in the sky is the North.
"If we keep heading south, we'll return to the mortal realm, back to Great Xia!" Lin Mo said to those behind him. "Hang in there a little longer, Your Highness!"
Unfortunately, Zhao Zhilan, who was leaning against Lin Mo's back, did not respond.
Her eyes were vacant, her face was pale, and she kept making strange noises like "Ah no, ah no!"
"Sigh!" Lin Mo couldn't help but sigh.
Even the system and Zhao Wushi did not expect that after expelling the soul of the Faceless God, Zhao Zhilan would not be able to regain her senses.
According to Zhao Wushi's speculation, the followers of the Faceless God must have transferred Zhao Zhilan's soul to other bodies before summoning the Faceless God to descend.
reason?
Lin Mo didn't know, Zhao Wushi didn't know, and neither did the system.
The most likely reason is that Zhao Zhilan's spirit and will were too strong, and the followers of the Faceless God believed that she still had value to be used.
In short, they cannot find Zhao Zhilan's spirit at the moment.
"Even a day as husband and wife is worth a hundred days of kindness. Now that I've become your man, I'll take care of you to the end!" That's what Lin Mo thought.
So he took the mentally unstable Zhao Zhilan and headed south.
For some reason, Lin Mo's sixth sense told him that Zhao Zhilan's spirit still lingered in this land...
So far, food has never been a problem for Lin Mo.
Even if the system cannot provide food for exchange, for someone as agile as him now, capturing prey is by no means difficult.
Located in a hilly area, he could easily go down into the river to fish.
He picked up a stick, sharpened one end, and it became a fishing tool.
The stick pierced the water like lightning, then was quickly pulled back, its pointed end firmly pinning down a shimmering silver salmon.
As for the small animals in the forest, such as squirrels and rabbits, they were even less likely to escape his grasp. He was agile and moved like the wind, always able to approach them silently and then capture them in one fell swoop.
Zhao Zhilan's situation is truly troublesome. She is now just an exquisite doll that has lost its soul, and she is completely unfamiliar with the human feeling of hunger.
However, even a soulless body needs the nourishment of food to sustain life. Otherwise, even the most resilient body will eventually wear down over time.
Faced with this dilemma, Lin Mo could only grit his teeth and try every possible way to deal with it. He gently pried open Zhao Zhilan's mouth and carefully fed her the food.
Often, because Zhao Zhilan couldn't chew food like a normal person, Lin Mo had to chew the food thoroughly before feeding it to her little by little. This process was both tedious and required immense patience, but Lin Mo never uttered a single complaint.
Over the past three days, the sky has been overcast at times, and the wind has been howling at others. Sometimes, a light drizzle falls gently like silk threads; other times, the wind whips up sand and dust, howling past.
On another occasion, the sky suddenly changed color, and fierce hailstones pelted down, causing even the usually composed Zhao Zhilan to panic and scream in a low voice.
When the sunlight finally pierced through the clouds and shone on this vast land, they seemed to become the only living beings in this desolate world, surrounded by boundless silence and emptiness.
"When will this damn place ever end!" Lin Mo circled around a jarring granite rock, a sense of irritation rising within him. He looked up into the distance, where the horizon was blurred and seemed to stretch on forever.
However, fate seemed to be against them. That very afternoon, a sudden icy rain shattered the brief tranquility. The cold raindrops, mixed with hail, pounded against their bodies, stinging every inch of their skin.
Therefore, he had to quicken his pace to find a place where he could find cover.
Using his remaining divine power, Lin Mo found a hiding place for himself. His gaze locked onto a towering pine tree, where a shallow cave could be vaguely seen among the intertwined gray-green branches.
He felt a little relieved and was about to bend down and crawl into the shelter under the stone beam when he suddenly caught a glimpse of orange firelight flickering inside the cave.
The flickering firelight cast shadows on the cave walls, creating an eerie and mysterious scene. Lin Mo's heart tightened; he realized that the cave was not empty.
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