“醒时恐为梦一场，何处是吾乡……”
走在回去牛角巷的河道边，因为城南牟家铁匠铺的需要，所以从軨湖那里引流而入。
It does have a bit of the flavor of the Jiangnan water towns here, with black tiles, white walls, wooden boats passing by, moss-covered stone bridges, and people returning home. Coupled with the gray sky and the misty rain, the atmosphere is poignant.
A torrent of emotions erupted from me like never before, a mix of sweet, sour, bitter, and spicy, with all sorts of pent-up feelings like stones weighing on my mind.
At this moment, the humanoid Gu in the Void Aperture seemed to smell the best food, and wandered out of the Void Aperture, appearing in Dao Chengyi's gray mud palace as the soul that had already been enlightened by the Soul Gu.
With a single breath, the Humanity Gu devoured those thoughts and emotions, and as it devoured them, its size began to grow and swell.
The surging emotions vanished without a trace, leaving only a calm and empty deep pool. The soul was cleared, the spirit calmed, and then, as if it had eaten its fill, the humanoid worm spit out a flat worm that looked like a painted fan.
In an instant, an overwhelming sense of desolation and loneliness swept over Dao Chengyi, as he recalled the unforgettable yet irretrievable past. His eyes were filled with sadness, and his demeanor became increasingly somber.
Looking at the deserted place where the autumn rain was continuous, Dao Cheng stretched out his hand and used his finger as a sword. The Jinghong Fist, which should have belonged to the Jinghong Martial Arts School, was completely transformed at this moment. Like the cold autumn rain, it seeped into the surroundings in strands, carrying a desolate and cold feeling.
Having awakened his soul and possessed the Void Aperture, Dao Chengyi had also developed the realm of intent that only martial artists should normally master ahead of schedule.
"If life were only as beautiful as our first meeting, why would the autumn wind bring sorrow to the painted fan?"
There was no one around, the autumn rain was even heavier, the chill penetrating to the bone, accompanied by the mournful sound of cicadas, withered yellow leaves in the deserted courtyard, and memories of the past lingering in the deserted mind.
Bei Huashan stared blankly at the swirling autumn rain in his hand, then at the new Gu that needed to be fed in his illusory aperture. Dao Chengyi didn't know how to express his current feelings.
"Young master, you have a refined taste, but the autumn rain is chilly, so please be careful not to harm your health."
Dao Chengyi, who was watching the quiet scene alone, was suddenly approached by a maid in a green dress with double-looped hair who, for some reason, had tears in her eyes. She handed him a bamboo umbrella.
"This was given to me by my young lady. I hope you will not be sad, young master. Life is long and everything will eventually be perfect."
The maid sniffled, then looked at Dao Chengyi with a mixture of affection and pity before leaving. In the distance, a carriage slowly began to move.
A pair of bright eyes could be vaguely seen through the pale-colored carriage curtain, and the character "商" (merchant) was clearly visible on the carriage.
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