Fairy, wait a minute

Jiang Lian smiled, "I'm ready to leave."

The purpose of her trip has been achieved and she will not stay here.

"This is the food I promised you." Jiang Lian took out dried meat, beef jerky, bacon, wine, sesame cakes, naan cakes, pot cakes, fried rice, fried noodles... and more from the storage ring. Some seasonings.

The man was also given an extra storage bag and fabric.

"I took this storage bag off a dead man. If you don't mind it..." Jiang Lian handed the storage bag to the man.

The man took the storage bag. He didn't mind it. He had been among the dead for an era and he had no inhibitions.

"Excuse me, do you have seeds and a pot? I want to plant something here." The man rubbed his hands.

"Let me think about it, there is a pot, I have to look for the seeds."

Jiang Lian rummaged through the storage ring and found some daily necessities for him, such as pens, inkstones and paper, and gave them to him.

The pot was the one used by Jiang Lian, a cooking pot, two earthen pots for soup, chopsticks, bowls, spoons...

As for the seeds, Jiang Lian didn't buy them specifically. It was a pity that she couldn't get the seeds.

"I searched for the seeds, and there were only Lingmai seeds and some pears." Jiang Lian gave the man a handful of Lingmai seeds and the remaining pears.

Lingmai seeds have a harsh growing environment and cannot grow in this area. Even so, Jiang Lian still gave them to the man.

The man took the things and kept thanking Jiang Lian, "Thank you! I'll take you out."

"it is good."

The way back went much smoother. When leaving, the man looked like he wanted to say something to her, but in the end he said nothing.

Jiang Lian could probably understand his inner struggle. He was the only living person for thousands of years, which meant a lot to him.

Jiang Lian did not look back, but took out the rotten fruit and waited for the old man.

The old man came very quickly, in the same shabby boat. He parked the boat on the shore and said in a hoarse voice, "Come up, passerby."

Jiang Lian got on the boat.

The man in the distance looked at this scene and couldn't help but shed tears. It turned out that it was so easy to get out...

He shouted loudly, "I wish you can have clear thoughts and become an immortal!!"

Jiang Lian turned his head in response, but couldn't catch any sound.

She was moving away from the dilapidated ruins, and the scenery on both sides of the river became blurry until the man's figure was no longer visible.

Jiang Lian retracted his gaze and looked at his feet. The boat had cracks in several places and black water seeped out.

The old man didn't look at Jiang Lian, nor did he ask any more questions, he just rowed the boat silently.

He is just a boatman.

From a distance, the boat looks like a broken box, slowly floating on the black water, lonely and dangerous.

Jiang Lian sat quietly, holding the hilt of the sword tightly with his fingers.