In that majestic dark wind, there are inexplicable rules intertwined and formulated.

Xu Zimo did not resist, but took the initiative to enter this strange room.

He wanted to see what this so-called weirdness was.

When the dark wind enveloped him, Xu Zimo could feel that his consciousness and perception were being pulled by a strange force.

I originally thought that there would be boundless darkness within the gloomy wind.

But the next moment, the scene in front of Xu Zimo began to change.

………

Small bridges, flowing water, people's houses, ancient roads with westerly wind and thin horses.

The dusk reflected the blossoming fire clouds, dyeing the sky and the earth into golden yellow with red edges.

The water, sky and autumn wind are of the same color, and the entire earth reflected is golden.

Under this golden glow.

There is a small village that seems particularly quiet and quiet.

It is isolated from the rest of the world and hundreds of families live here.

Surrounding the village are patches of wheat fields.

This is the autumn harvest season.

In the wheat field, the wheat fields are all yellow, and the farmers' faces are filled with joy of harvest.

Xu Zimo's figure arrived here unknowingly.

He was just like a passerby passing by.

The old man in the field said kindly.

"Hangsheng, would you like some water?"

Xu Zimo waved his hand.

He had no idea that such a scene would happen under the strange rules.

But so far, he doesn't seem to have noticed anything wrong.

At this time, the farmers were harvesting wheat.

A large amount of wheat was loaded into the car, and then it was continuously pulled into the flat wheat field along the mountain path.

Xu Zimo just looked at it.

This harvest scene did not last long.

Suddenly, a black bear came here.
Chapter completed!