On the Dù River within Zhúshān County, a small wooden boat was slowly moving along a narrow tributary of the river.,And all of this, both in the mind and before the eyes, seemed to be leaving with the flow of life, turning from the body into streaks of light.,But before his eyes was a forest interspersed with lingering snow. The setting sun illuminated the river valley, like an uninhabited desolate mountain and ancient forest, making Yi Shuyuan's heart colder than ice water.。