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The surrounding mountains and waters are picturesque and the scenery is pleasant. Even in this scorching summer nationwide, the temperature here remains comfortably in the twenties, making Yishuyuanyuan, standing at the bow of the boat, couldn't help but sigh in admiration - it’s no wonder that Taohua Yuanji records finding the utopia starting from here.,The old man rowing the boat at the stern was so absorbed in what he was hearing that he unconsciously followed Yi Shuyuan's finger, of course, he didn't see anything special like a peach tree.,In the dim light, it seemed as if wisps of translucent light flickered and darted before Yi Shumen's drowsy eyes. His mind raced like a carousel, replaying fragmented memories in vivid flashes, even conjuring up hallucinations. He saw figures, scrolls, heard whispers, and imagined himself clad in robes and armor—a kaleidoscope of familiar and unfamiliar selves...。