Time passed, and gradually, the world of Tongtian collapsed, half a year has passed.
A strange sky, a strange land, a strange city, strange people...
The other difference is that the continent here is composed of five vast expanses of land, all of which are called... Immortal Territories.
"Fairy Territory..." In one of these regions, there are more than a dozen fairy territories that can reach the sky. To the southeast, huge mountain ranges run across like a dragon's spine, spreading endlessly, thus In a staggered location, among the many cities formed... In a small county.
There was a young man wearing a white robe full of folds with a lot of oil stains and dirt on it, walking drunkly on the street, holding a hip flask in his hand, and taking a sip from time to time. Mumbling as if self-deprecating.
"Xianyu..." The young man was very decadent, and seemed to have no energy. In this drunkenness, even walking crookedly.
It should be autumn now. The autumn wind brings a trace of coldness. It blows down from the Longji Mountains in the distance, curled with yellow leaves, and blows across this small and remote county with a small population. Xu is Qiuhan. Attacking people, blowing on the body, if it can get into the bones, and the cold is exuded from the inside out, the pedestrians on the street are mostly wearing thicker clothes, walking in a hurry.
It seems that in such a cold autumn evening, no one is willing to wander on the streets, just want to return to the warm home as soon as possible, be with their loved ones, and enjoy the warmth of home.
Only this young man seems to be unable to find the direction of his home, like a wanderer who has lost his way outside, walking on the street in a dazed manner. In his feelings, it was far worse than the loneliness in his heart. His back was in the twilight, leaving only bleak...
Some withered leaves drifted by in the wind, and there were a few dead leaves, as if they were on the body of a young man. They found the fate connected with the disease. They did not want to leave. They surrounded him and followed him away. Go for a long time.
"What shit... Xianyu..." The young man was full of alcohol and grumbled while shaking on the street. He picked up the hip flask and put it to his mouth to continue drinking. But when he noticed that the hip flask seemed to be empty, the young man cursed a few words. , Opened his mouth wide, raised his neck, and shook the jug a few times, until a few drops of wine fell and scattered in his mouth, then he chirped a few times.
When he looked up, the afterglow of the evening fell on his lackluster eyes, reflecting the lingering dazedness and bitterness in the depths of his eyes.
"No more wine... the wine of this world is a good thing." The young man lowered his head and muttered to the familiar wine shop. In the company of autumn wind, he walked over in a daze.
The wine shop is not far away, but the youth seems to be stepping on the clouds, one deep and one shallow, appearing to be staggering. It took a stick of incense to disperse in the aftermath of the evening before they arrived at the wine shop and opened the door of the wine shop. At that time, a heat wave different from the cold wind outside, accompanied by the noise, rushed toward the face.
Although there are only seven or eight tables in the wine shop, it is already full at the moment. Even the flat benches without tables around are full of seats. There are even many children who follow their own adults and run in this wine shop. People in the county town don’t have any fun to relieve their boredom on weekdays, so this wine shop selling fairy drunken people has become one of the few lively places in the county town.
Whether it is the laughter between neighbors or the rumors of the big families in the county town, even the legends about immortals, in this wine shop, people sometimes drink too much, with mystery, loudly mentioned, attracting countless people. Laughter.
For the vast majority of sentient beings, this dull day with some laughter is the greatest joy.
"Isn't this Bai Xiucai, the shopkeeper, it seems that the immortal here is drunk, and there is another regular customer." After the youth came in, several drunk big men in the wine shop suddenly pointed to the youth and laughed.
These words, spoken from a population who is as drunk as the youth, cannot tell whether it is good intentions or maliciousness.
For this young man, the people in the small county may be unfamiliar, but the regular customers in this wine shop are already familiar, even if this young man only appeared in the small county a few months ago, he never communicated with others, and no one I know what his name is, but the temperament that looks different from the rough man, the white robe, the decadent appearance, and the sometimes dazed and painful eyes will not affect everyone in their hearts and treat this young man. Speculation that arises.
This is a literati, but also a scholar.
Because he was wearing a white robe, everyone called him...Bai Xiucai.
"This Bai Xiucai should be rushing to the exam and failing the exam, and he has no face to go home. This is the only way to buy drunk all day..."
"No, let me say that this Bai Xiucai must be a dead person in the family. It is estimated that he encountered a robber on the road. He couldn't stand the stimulus and was so sluggish." Everyone in the wine shop couldn't remember that Bai Xiucai came to buy it. How many wines, looking at the other party's decadent appearance at this moment, I guessed with emotion.
This noisy discussion reached the young man's ears. If he hadn't heard him, he staggered to the table of the wine shop cabinet, put the wine jug in his hand on it, and muttered with a lazy voice.
"Shopkeeper, come here with a pot... Immortal drunk, your immortal here is drunk... It's a good thing."
The shopkeeper of the wine shop was an old man. The old man was wearing a blue shirt, looking at the depressed young man in front of him, sighed, and said in a deep voice.
"Bai Xiucai, the New Year's Eve is approaching, save your money, hurry up on the road and go home."
"Home..." The young man stunned for a moment and then smiled, but his smile was dazed and there was more pain. He suddenly took a large amount of silver from his arms and slapped it on the table.
"Shopkeeper, are you bullying me and have no money!"
The wine shop shopkeeper frowned. Seeing that the young man was ignorant and somewhat displeased, he took the money and threw it in the jug, then ignored it.
The young man took the jug with a hint of covetousness in his eyes, and quickly took a big sip, his face was a bit rosy, his eyes became more and more hazy, but his face showed a smile, and he walked out of the wine shop slowly.
The few children in the wine shop were chasing the young man at this moment. Seeing the young man's appearance, they all played around him, sometimes the childish voice came out, calling for the drunkard.
The young man ignored it. After he walked out of the wine shop, the sky outside was dark and the autumn wind was even colder. When he looked around, there were lights in the houses and houses around him, but his heart was completely dark.
Under that listlessness, the black in this heart spread to his eyes. Amidst the turbidity, his figure gradually swayed away until he reached a dilapidated temple before falling down, leaning against the wall of the temple and holding it. Hip flask, one mouthful, one mouthful...
The autumn wind was colder, and the sound of the surrounding wind became louder. It resounded like a whimper in the ears, blowing dry leaves all over the ground, making a rustling sound on the ground, and some of them were rolled up and fell on the young man.
The youth stared blankly at the dead leaf that fell on the back of his hand. This leaf...covered a small scar on the back of his hand that seemed to be burned by a flame.
"Haoer..." The young man whispered, his inner sadness appeared again at this moment. He could only drink wine and use this fairy to get drunk to immerse himself in the drunken confusion, immersed in drunkenness, as if only Only in this way... can he forget the sadness of the past and the confusion about the future.
He is Bai Xiaochun.
The happiness that was once, the laughter that was once, seems like this season, summer is over, autumn... Unknowingly, it has become everything.
He disappeared together with his home. With the collapse of the entire universe, the loud noise that broke the ground that day was the last roar he heard before he lost consciousness.
Everything was gone after he awakened from this strange world...
Home, no more.
Nihezong, Li Qinghou... Hongchen Girl, Song Junwan, all... are gone.
Fortunately, Tianzun seemed to be gone, but after doing all this, Bai Xiaochun didn't have the comfort of revenge, and only the sadness in his heart had turned into a sea, submerging him.
He also wanted to cheer up, even after being teleported to this fairyland, he spent several months using his own ability, using his own cultivation base, using his own spiritual consciousness, and doing all he could to find.
But what he found... all were corpses, time and time again, the corpses that died because they couldn’t bear it while being teleported out, became Bai Xiaochun’s nightmare, and became his trembling tears. It became a blow that made him lose all the excitement!
After searching for several months, there were countless corpses, Yuanying, and even celestial beings. This made Bai Xiaochun collapse. He didn't dare to look for it. He didn't dare to imagine one day when he was looking for it. Li Qinghou, saw the Hongchen Girl, Song Junwan, and all the familiar, dead bodies.
The fall of Bai Hao, the calculations of the mausoleum guards, the tears of Du Lingfei, the collapse of the world, and the final corpse... Bai Xiaochun couldn't bear it anymore.
In the end, in this small county, he was exhausted and unable to lift up his strength, silently, dreaming of death...
He was not an ambitious big person like Tianzun, he was just a small person, just a happily looking for longevity... Bai Xiaochun.
"If you are still alive, where are you..." Bai Xiaochun muttered vaguely, closed his eyes in bitterness, and fell asleep drunk.