Chapter 345 Otherworldly Small Village

What met his eyes was a village brimming with shade-loving plants, thick green moss covered the stone walls and rooftops, and the lush vines, like ancient trees in the sky, reached for the eaves, with the sunlight being cut into strips by these plants, falling like stage lights onto the leaf-strewn grass.

A gentle breeze swept through, sending leaves fluttering down as the wind chimes in front of the houses began to sway, producing a pleasant and melodic sound.

Wu Hen lay beneath this ancient tree, only after his consciousness had fully awakened did he realize that the glittering brilliant Yuan You was actually the warm sun in the clear blue sky, and his excited emotions immediately cooled down a bit.

"This sun," he thought, "is clearly no ordinary sun."