Chapter 1342: Pandora's Box

The grass is also magical. When they pass by, they step on a lot of footprints, but when they pass through the grass and look back, the imprints disappear without a trace. Like the grass, no one has ever walked.
Hu Lichang said: "You don't need to be surprised, you don't have to remember the road when you come, because when we turn back, the road may have changed. So, we just have to remember, the way back, in the east, to In the distance, the three-fingered snow-capped mountains are in accordance with the direction, and it is okay to run in that direction. It is not necessary to check whether the foot is the way we came."
"What do you mean by this is the scene here, will change at any time and time?"
Hu Li nodded in a long time: "Yes, everything here is mysterious, not everything, don't think by common sense."
Yes, of course it is! Here is the existence of Kunlun, the ancestor of Wanshan. It is said that there are still immortals in this ancient era, and the magic and mystery are normal.
What's more, it can grow in this cold field that has never been seen for a long time. Naturally, it is impossible to be an ordinary thing. It is a grass and a tree.
Through the vast grassland, there is a river in front, a white mist on the river, and a stone arch bridge across the river. Because of the fog, the stone bridge seems to be hidden in the fog of Xianfu, the land of mortals.
Xiaoqing pointed at the stone bridge and asked: "How can there be a bridge here? Who is here to repair the bridge?"
Hu Lichang shook his head: "No one knows how the bridge came. Because of this bridge, this river is also known as the Forgotten River. That bridge is called the Naihe Bridge."
Xiaoqing looked white and whispered: "It is said that the other side of the Forgotten River is the underworld. After crossing the Naihe Bridge, you can forget the past and present. I don't know if it is true."
Bai Yan smiled and said: "Of course it is not true, here is not a region, I guess this bridge should be made by the ancestors who used to live here."
Hu Li nodded in a long time: "It should be like this, let's go, only after this bridge, we can really enter the valley, the hail is in the Yuguilin behind the fragrant woods."
When I heard the hail, I was close to my eyes. The white horse immediately took the plunge and took the first step forward: "Go, let's cross the bridge."
Hu Lichangtian grabbed the front again: "I will lead the way, you follow me, don't touch the bridge, don't probe to look down."
Xiao Qing asked: "Why? Why can't you look down?"
Hu Lichang looked back and glanced at her, his face with a bit of mystery: "You don't want to know, listen to me and you're right."
The more Hu Lichangtian is like this, the more it arouses Xiaoqing’s curiosity. Human curiosity is like a box, Pandora's magic box, opened, how can it be easily closed?
Going to the front, the stone bridge is no different from the ordinary stone bridge they have seen on weekdays. The only difference is that the stone bridge has no armrests for the surrounding, which is the bare bluestone bridge.
Walking on the bridge, the fog is still very thick, thick like a marshmallow just released, even feeling a little sticky. Before they reached the middle of the bridge, their pants were wet.
Xiaoqing reached out and touched the thick fog. It was like touching a cotton ball. It was soft and soft, and it was melted when it touched. The palm of the hand was cold.
This place is really amazing, even the fog group is so rare, this is the first time she really touched the fog group.