Yuanshen everyone has become my figure

Tick.

The sound of water dripping.

Chuluye opened his eyes.

What caught his eyes was not the mirror lake he was already familiar with, but a small shallow lake that surrounded him.

And he was sitting on a floating island in the middle of this small lake.

...here, where?

Chu Luye looked at the surrounding scenery with some confusion, feeling that the scenery was inexplicably familiar, but also a little strange.

He wanted to stand up from the ground, but almost tripped, and looked down, only to find that he was wearing layers of complicated clothes.

He just tripped over the hem of this dress that was so long that it almost dragged the floor.

Chu Luye frantically picked up his clothes, finally stood up, and brushed back his hair that had become extraordinarily long.

The moment he turned around, he finally knew where he was.

It was a seven-day god statue full of wind elements.

So, he came to Tivat?

Chuluye felt very complicated in an instant.

He reached out and touched the statue.

The surface of the stone statue was a bit rough, Fengshen didn't respond to him.

Chu Luye probed and took a picture of himself through the water surface outside the floating island.

Long and curly black hair hangs loosely behind her, she wears rich clothes, her face is pale, and her eyes are dark.

If it wasn't for the antler curse pattern that hangs upside down from the corner of the forehead, spreads from the corners of the eyebrows to the back of the ears, and hides in the temples, occupying half of his face, Chu Luye even thought for a moment that he saw his mother when he was young.

He stood up straight silently, confirming the guess that had just passed away in his heart.

He probably ran to his "future self" in the overlapping of worlds, and he didn't know if that "future self" switched bodies with him and ran to him as well.

Chuluye thought so.

The primary goal now is to find a way to go back. I hope that Mr. Zhongli and the others can take care of themselves before he goes back.

Chu Luye thought, looking at the Xingluo Lake that surrounded him.

The first thing to survive in Tivat is how to cross Xingluo Lake.

In fact, Xingluo Lake itself is not that deep, and Chu Luye is not good at swimming. If it is normal, he can swim across such a depth and width of water in minutes.

The premise is that he is not wearing clothes that weigh more than twenty pounds.

If he went into the water wearing this suit, in less than three seconds, he would sink in this small lake in shame because his clothes would absorb water and become entangled.

Therefore, the second thing to do in Tivat Survival is how to take off your clothes.

Chu Luye looked down at the clothes full of laces and concealed buttons, trying to find out the outermost buttons first.

However, the hands that are usually very dexterous when doing handicrafts are particularly clumsy when handling the clothes.

Probably because the clothes are worn on the body, and it is so complicated that Chu Luye cannot make a slightly larger movement, so Chu Luye searched all over his body, but he couldn't find the button of the outermost blouse.

Chu Luye put down his hand, seriously suspecting that the button was behind his back.

However, the clothes limited the range of his turning and turning, and he could only feel for the buttons on the back with the touch of his fingers.

If the buttons cannot be undone and the clothes cannot be taken off, the movements will be more difficult, and it will be even more difficult to find the buttons.

Things seemed to be at a dead end, and Chu Luye could only pray that luck would play a role.

However, the leak happened to rain overnight.

A few drops of rain hit Chu Luye's face.

He froze for a moment, only then did he realize what the sound of water droplets he heard before he opened his eyes.

The weather in Tevat can change.

Dark clouds soon covered the sky, heavy rain poured down, the light of thunder and lightning lit up in the distance, and then there was a powerful rumbling thunder.

The clothes that could not be untied at all now acted like coir raincoats, allowing Chu Luye to remain dry for the last time in the downpour.

But the good times won't last long, Chu Luye knows that if he doesn't untie his clothes quickly, swim across the Xingluo Lake, and find a place where he can shelter from the rain, his soaked clothes will probably make him start to lose temperature soon.

Having a fever and catching a cold is a trivial matter. What I fear most is being drenched in the rain in the open field.

If it is not treated in time, this situation is really life-threatening.

So Chuluye sped up his movements even more.

However, his wet fingers were more likely to slip than before, and he finally found the tie, but he couldn't pull it off no matter what.

Finally, the outermost smock was removed.

Chuluye heaved a sigh of relief, and quickly threw off the rest of the cumbersome clothes, and plunged headlong into the water wearing only the white lining.

At the moment when it sank to the bottom of the lake, Chu Luye seemed to see a flash of red through the water surface blurred by the heavy rain.

Is it Master Lu?

Chu Luye stared wide-eyed in the water, couldn't help spitting out a string of bubbles, and floated up quickly, wanting to confirm his guess with his own eyes.

With a sound of "wow", Chu Luye got out of the water.

A few drops of water hung on his eyelashes, making his vision a little blurry.

So he blinked, quickly blinked the few drops of water from the eyelashes, and then stretched out his hand to push back the few strands of hair that fell from his forehead.

The vision in front of him finally became clear.

Chu Luye looked up and saw Di Luke standing in front of him, as if he had just escaped from a battle, with a big sword on his back.

He met the eyes of Chu Luye who suddenly came out of the water, and his expression seemed to be stunned for a moment.

But soon, the momentary stupefaction disappeared from his face as quickly as it appeared, as if what Chu Luye saw just now was just an illusion caused by vertigo.

Di Luke's expression was still as cold as his usual.

"Do you need help?"

The red-haired Mr. Mengde asked, following his usual gentlemanly etiquette.

Chu Luye came back to his senses, nodded, and said:

"..."

He opened his mouth, froze in place, and touched his throat in disbelief.

There were no scars, and the touch on the neck was as smooth as ever.

But he couldn't make a sound.

...Is it because of this body?

Chuluye lowered his eyelashes.

He thought of the "future self" that Diluque had described to him before. If it was true as he guessed, the problem of his inability to speak now may only be solved when he goes back.

Di Luke saw a series of actions by Chu Luye, but kept a polite social distance and didn't ask anything.

He just bent down and stretched out his hand after seeing Chu Luye nodded in agreement, and picked him up from the water.

"It's raining too much now, I need to find a place nearby where I can take shelter from the rain."

"You follow me for the time being, don't run around."

Unexpectedly, helping is such a way of helping, and Chu Luye, who was suddenly fished out, was a little caught off guard.

As soon as he grabbed Di Luke's arm and stood on the ground, his head sank, and his vision was completely blocked by the hanging cloth.

A familiar smell came from the tip of his nose, a mixture of rain, blood and burnt smell that he had smelled last time.

Chu Luye lifted a piece of fabric that was blocking his eyes, only to realize that the thing covering his head was Diluc's coat.

Diluque, who was only wearing a shirt and a vest, lowered his head and glanced at him with red eyes through the lifted coat.

"Why, aren't you used to it? Let's make do with this for now. Your clothes are too thin. If you continue to be drenched in the rain, you will be in trouble."

Chuluye shook his head.

He opened his mouth to explain, but forgot that he couldn't speak now, so he pointed to the shirt on Di Luke's body, and then pointed to the pile of cumbersome clothes he left on the island in the lake.

Di Luke looked in the direction his hand pointed and guessed:

"You want to ask about those clothes? Don't worry, I will ask Eze to find someone to take them back after the rain stops."

Chu Luye shook his head even harder.

Putting on Di Luke's coat, he pointed to the shirt vest on Di Luke's body again.

"...Are you worried that I have too little clothes on me and I will get wet in the rain?"

Diluc's expression was a little imperceptibly stunned.

However, Chuluye nodded vigorously.

He sighed a little tiredly in his heart.

Because he couldn't speak now, in order to express his meaning more clearly, his range of movements had to be much larger than usual.

He put his coat on and looked up at Di Luke, waiting for Di Luke's answer.

Di Luke snorted and turned his head away.

As if thinking that Chu Luye's worry was a bit ridiculous, the corner of his mouth raised a slight arc.

"You don't have to worry about that. Instead of standing here and talking to me, it's better to find a shelter from the rain quickly."

As he said that, he took a step forward.

Chu Luye hurriedly followed.

Because of the blurred vision caused by the heavy rain, and the coat falling off from time to time, Chu Luye had to reach out and grab the corner of Di Luke's coat after almost losing Di Luke's footsteps several times.

Di Luke, who was advancing fast, took a sideways look at Chuluye following the strength of the corner of his clothes.

He was wearing Diluc's black coat, lowered his head and paid attention to the road under his feet, and only cared about keeping up with Diluc's footsteps and hurried on the road.

The hem of the black coat, which was a bit too long for Chuluye, hung in the air, swaying as he moved, looking like a black ghost trimmed with fur.

Diluc couldn't help but slightly raised a smile.

Different from the previous sneer, sarcasm, or snort, this smile really came from the joyful feelings in his heart.

He didn't stop, and continued to move forward at the same speed.

Chu Luye seemed to have sensed something, and raised his head from under his coat.

However, Diluc had withdrawn his smile, looked ahead, and resumed his usual indifferent expression.

Chu Luye, who found nothing, had to bury his head on the road again, suppressing some inexplicable doubts in his heart.