Chương 208: The Spell of the Mortal World, Second Level of Foundation Establishment

The hairs were knotted.

Never leave? he mused.

To seal one's love as a mortal couple?

Han Muye trembled when his gaze landed on the scroll.

Those words were like burning flames that instantly landed in his mind, turning into golden shadows.

Light and shadow flowed, and images appeared.

A green-robed Confucian scholar with large sleeves.

A girl in clothes that were whiter than snow, with red sleeves that accentuated the white dress.

The young man in the image had a brilliant literary aura. With a brush, he wrote with aplomb.

That girl was smart and affectionate.

The famous mountains and great rivers, ancient places and majestic cities.

The young man carried his book bag and traversed the Central Continent with the white-robed maidservant.

The girl accompanied the young man and watched him comprehend the concept of mountains and rivers. She cheered and jumped, hugging him and crying.