Liu Di walked slowly along a mountain path.
As the Time Halberd in his mind was continually hurled out and returned, his memories merged, bringing with them an immense amount of information.
The total time he had spent there added up to several decades, yet it had also passed in the blink of an eye.
A single rise and fall of his footsteps meant months had slipped away.
He gazed at the scenery.
Four-Dimensional Village had no definite number of copies, and every one possessed identical terrain.
It looked like an unsolvable maze.
Yet in Liu Di's mind, a three-dimensional map had gradually taken shape.
"Gu Fan."
"Your hometown truly is marvelous."
"From the moment I entered this village until now, 700,080 hours have passed—eighty years. My longing has only grown deeper."
"If every image of you that flashed through my mind were a drop of clear water, it would now be a vast river rushing into the sea."
"But fortunately."
"To you, this is no more than the time it takes to tie up your long hair and apply a touch of crimson."
"If you miss me too, there will be no prolonged suffering."
Liu Di chuckled softly. "Wait for me."
Suddenly, the sky darkened, and a fine drizzle began to fall.
Liu Di looked up and saw a small river crossing the path ahead. Above it was a Single-plank Bridge made from a round log.
Liu Di knew he had never crossed this bridge before. Perhaps Gu Fan was on the other side.
He had just stepped onto the bridge.
When he saw an elderly man with a long beard hurrying over from afar. He wore a gray shirt soaked through by rain, droplets clinging to his beard, and carried a bamboo book case in his arms.
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