End of Battle

The moment the red mole was erased, the scene in front of Jiang Luo suddenly became blurred.

The whole world seemed to be covered with a layer of fog and was moving away from him. The predestined man's eyes looked at him as if they were covered in a layer of glass, and everything was fading away.

Jiang Luo's brain seemed to be frozen, spinning incredibly slowly. He heard his heartbeat as clear as a drumstick, and watched the evil spirit, with a fierce expression, speeding from afar.

"Jiang-fall...!"

The voice was also infinitely long, as if from a distant place, Jiang Luo's spirit became incredibly tired. He blinked again in a daze, in the eyelids up moment, the mountains and forests in front of him into a running computer.

CAD is opening on the computer and the floor plan is halfway through.

Jiang Luo looked down and saw that he was sitting on a computer chair, his hand propped up on the side of his face, as if he had just taken a nap.

He slowly sat up straight, fingering the armrest. The sandy feel of the handrail traveled from his fingertips to his nerves, and it was as real as if Jiang Luo had just dreamed a fantastic dream.

When I think back on what I experienced before, it's kind of weird and unreal. Jiang Luo raised his hand, there was no red mole on it, nor was there a yin-yang ring. His expression was blank for a moment, and he jumped to the computer to search for "Evil Ghosts".

The Evil Ghost was taken off the shelves, he didn't search for the book, but only searched for messages in various forums. Jiang Luo clicked into a forum, and one of the personal names that appeared there was familiar.

Chi You, Feng Li ......

There are no fatalists, and Jiang Luo is rarely mentioned.

Jiang Luo took out his cell phone again in a hurry, the original text of "Evil Ghosts" that he had paid for was still in the bookshelf. Jiang Luo quickly flipped through the table of contents, until he reached the grand finale, and read it at a glance.

But after reading it, his expression became even more bewildered.

The story in the book is like a veneer of falsehood, Chi You and Feng Li are together, there is no fatalist, and the metaphysical world is not destroyed. Even Chi You's existence slowly fades out of human view, leaving Feng Li to become more and more dominant in the metaphysical world.

This is not the Chi You that Jiang Luo knows.

The colleague next to me asked, "Jiang Luo, is the rendering I want for the Joy City International A1 project ready? The client is urging for it."

Jiang Luo simply did not have time to answer his coworkers, he casually flipped through a few pages of The Evil Dead, and the more he read, the more upset he became. Directly on the forum to find relevant spoilers.

Soon he found a word that concerned him.

[That being said, does no one at ...... think Chi You's character shifts are getting weirder and weirder later on? The sense of existence has weakened a lot. Feng Li is the opposite of him, he's almost got the entire metaphysical world under his control, and he's becoming more and more cold and unfeeling to the outside world].

[Isn't that the contrast? I'm cold to everyone but you alone. Ahhhhh kswl]

[Feng Li has changed a bit, but it's all been laid out before. Soon after Feng Li and Chi You got together, Feng Li's unnamed father died, and his father was just a fodder in the text, a kind of passing reference. It's only after Feng Li goes to see his dad for the last time that the changes start to get bigger and bigger].

Jiang Luo rubbed his brow, did the original book not reveal the true story from beginning to end?

He was able to build the original story from all these lines, Chi You controlled Feng Li, secretly killed the Fated Man, and used Feng Li's body to rule the metaphysical world.

"How can Chi You be willing to be the man behind Feng Li."

Jiang Luo snorted, but his smile suddenly stiffened.

But what if, in fact, this story is true ......

What if he's the one who had a dream.

His brain seems to be rejecting the memories of the other world, making Jiang Luo constantly doubt himself, has he really traveled? Is he really with Chi You?

Or did ...... he just like the Chi You character so much that he imagined a scene?

Jiang Luo shook his head vigorously.

His coworkers are still pushing him, louder and louder, making Jiang Luo feel more and more annoyed.

He stood up violently, took the work card and left the design institute. Jiang Luo drove all the way to silence, all the sights on both sides of the road are very familiar, every supermarket, sign, Jiang Luo can recite the content of the above.

The more you look at it, the more you doubt your judgment, Jiang Luo returned home with a gloomy face. Standing in front of the bathroom mirror, the short-haired young man in the mirror has shadowy eyes and deep hostility.

Jiang Luo forced himself to calm down and judge his current situation.

If the dreams are true, then Jiang Luo has a soul chain wrapped around his soul. That soul chain is the twin weapon of the White Impermanent Soul Chain. Hei Wuchang said that with the soul chain on his soul, no one else could do anything to his soul.

Then why was he sent back by the Nemesis?

This is simply a paradox.

Unless there is only one explanation, the dream is fake and there is no such thing as a soul chain that entangles Jiang Luo's soul.

Jiang Luo's face became even more ugly when he thought of this possibility, and he cursed out in a low voice, "Shit."

He slammed his fist into the mirror. Uncontrollably, he wondered what would happen to Chi You, and what would happen to the others, if he did get sent back by the Fates.

It was so hard, so hard for them to have a chance to defeat the Predestined, so hard for them to get a head start.

Before he woke up, Jiang Luo saw Chi You running towards him.

Jiang Luo took a deep breath and quickly walked to the shower head to turn on the cold water. The cold water poured down on his head, but Jiang Luo was drenched to the core.

Jiang Luo suddenly remembered something, anxiously lifted up the coat, waist and abdomen also no three moles.

He froze, staring at the empty skin, a sudden sourness in his eyes.

*

At night, Jiang Luo lay quietly in bed. But until late at night, he still could not sleep.

Blocked from his colleagues, clients and boss, Jiang Luo wraps himself in his bedding and shrinks in silence.

Consciousness floated and sank, and as Jiang Luo frowned in distress, he suddenly heard a furious cry.

"-- Jiang Luo!"

Jiang Luo was jolted awake, and he sat on the bed in a state of disorientation. The call just now seemed to be his hallucination.

Zhuang Zhou dreams of butterflies, and butterflies dream of Zhuang Zhou. True or false, which is the real world?

The torture caused Jiang Luo to clutch his head and clench his teeth.

The taste of blood spread in his throat.

He sat in bed withering away into the wee hours of the morning.

Jiang Luo lifted his head only when the alarm clock rang. His eyes were bloodshot, and the sleepiness of his body was so real that it hit him hard once again.

Jiang Luo turned off the alarm clock and stood by the window, lost in thought.

His yin and yang ring was gone, and so was the so-called air. It was also true that this world was the real world, not about superstitious metaphysics, so how could there be such a thing.

Not to mention the word spirit, which can't be used either.

Jiang Luo smiled to himself, he could really be a middle child.

Can words still be used as weapons?

The Fated Man's Speech Spirit sounds a lot more reliable than he is.

Jiang Luo smiled.

The Spirit of the Word ...... The Spirit of the Word ......

His eyes slowly lit up.

Suppose the other world is real.

Assuming he actually has a soul chain on his soul.

Then he will never be sent back to his world by the Fates.

That's why he remains in the book, and the only reason he has the image in front of him is because the Fates used the Word Spirit on him.

The Fates use their spirits to convince Jiang Luo that he has "left" the book and "returned" to his own world.

It was as if the Nemesis had implied that the others believed in his prophecy without question, and that he had simply implied Jiang Luo with the Spirit of Speech.

The more Jiang Luo thought about it, the more likely it was, and he was so excited that his hands were even trembling slightly. That's right, that must be the truth, he must have just been affected by the speech spirit of the predestined person, he had to break free from the speech spirit quickly. Otherwise the others were going to be in danger.

How do we get out of here?

Jiang Luo's gaze was fixed on the roof of the opposite building. He looked at it for a few seconds, said nothing, turned around and ran out the door, all the way to the roof.

Since this world is fake, he won't really die when he dies, and it's possible for him to break free of the Fated One's Word and Spirit.

He was so fast that by the time he stood on the side wall of the roof, the wind was whistling on Jiang Luo's body, blowing his jacket and hair into disarray.

Jiang Luo walked to the edge of the rooftop.

He looked downward.

Below the towering floors were people like ants. The vertigo is thick when you look at it like this, and everything is incredibly real.

Is the world really fake?

If he had guessed wrong, Jiang Luo might have been dead since then.

Jiang Luo thought he would be afraid.

Yet he did not rise in fear in the slightest.

He also asked himself, what if everything in the other world was just a dream? What if this was reality?

But having dreamed such a wonderful dream, and having a lover who is equally crazy, charming, and nasty, Jiang Luo can no longer stand the humdrum of ordinary life.

Regardless of whether the other world is true or not, if Jiang Luo has to choose, Jiang Luo would rather choose the other world with death.

The cold wind is even colder.

Jiang Luo closed his eyes and calmly jumped off the building.

*

The moment Jiang Luo fainted at the hands of his nemesis, Chi You rushed forward like a madman.

The Nemesis gently shook his head, placed Jiang Luo on the ground, and turned to block the evil spirits' attack. The sky was dim, and countless grievous ghosts and dead corpses hissed in the jungle as they surrounded the battle.

Chi You's eyes were as cold as ice, and the uncountable ghosts in the ghostly aura behind him howled as they reached out and grabbed towards the predestined man. There was a morose ghostly aura floating on his face, and the evil ghost looked like it had come from hell, wrapped in the smell of blood and asking word for word, "What have you done to him!"

The Nemesis used the Spirit of Speech on Jiang Luo.

However, to his surprise, the spirit of speech he used on Jiang Luo had drained most of the air from his body. This was a result that the predestined man did not expect, resulting in the predestined man now being a bit weak and exhausted externally.

The Fated Man said nothing, his hand lifted slightly in the air, and the ground on which the evil spirit stood sprang up violently like a spike.

The evil spirit retreated away for a split second, and the predestined man blocked the path of the incoming evil spirit with a wall of mud, turned around and prepared to grab Ji Yaozi to summon the Sundowner to ride the wind away.

He had planned to kill Chi You for this, but one Jiang Luo consumed him too much, and the Fated Man decisively abandoned the idea.

In fact, he could have killed Jiang Luo while he was at it.

But when the Fated One's hand was placed on Jiang Luo's neck, Jiang Luo's words "Offer me" suddenly rang like a thunderclap in the Fated One's ears.

Perhaps it was the legacy of the Harmony Charm, or perhaps there were still remnants of the word-spirit that Jiang Luo had once placed on the Fated Man. The Fated Man hesitated.

In those few short seconds of hesitation, Chi You had pressed forward, causing the Fatalist to drop the idea.

The predestined man had known that his severely injured self would definitely meet a crisis when he left the place of healing, but he hadn't expected it to be such a big one.

Jiang Luo is really beyond predestination ......

Whatever he did, the Fates could not guess.

The Nemesis took one last look at Jiang Luo, and the gusts of wind surrounded him as he stood up.

But the evil spirits weren't about to let the Predator go.

In the next instant, the mud wall instantly cracked into powder. The evil ghost withdrew his hand expressionlessly, his hand was like a twisted ghostly claw, his fingers were dry and thin and bizarre, and his nails were sharp and slender.

Behind him, a black haze of ghosts wailed and wailed, their ghostly green eyes staring deathly at the predestined man.

Countless insects, snakes, rats and ants crawled out, eyeing the humans within the encirclement.

The dark clouds in the sky pressed even lower, taking one's breath away.

The Fated Man looked at the evil spirit who seemed to have lost his mind, and reached out his hand, fire bursting forth in the center of his palm.

"Chi You, you should know," the Predestined Man sighed softly, regretfully, "that I'm Heaven's Grim Reaper of Evil."

The heavily injured ghost pattern of the evil spirit weakly crawled to the evil spirit's hand, sucked the skin and flesh of the evil spirit, and flew to strengthen itself.

As the ghost lines crawled over the place, the evil ghost even its arms became bone-thin, with only a layer of skin wrapped around the bones.

The most powerful evil spirit in the world is Chi You himself.

Chi You is feeding herself to Ghost Stripe.

He stared grimly at the Fated Man, his eyes filled with insane hostility as he hooked up a nervous smile, "Let's see if you can restrain me then."

......

When Jiang Luo opened his eyes, they were filled with gray skies and a ghostly aura so dark that it was almost solid.

With a shock in his heart, he immediately sat up from the floor, and the next thing he knew, he saw Chi You and the Nemesis, who were being fought up amongst the layers of ghosts.

Chi You's body was all covered in blood, and his hands were horrifyingly like withered old trees. A large number of ghosts died when the Fated Man grabbed them with his hands, and the black gas was continuously purified in the Fated Man's hands.

Jiang Luo didn't know what was going on, but he could see how badly Chi You was hurt at the moment. He was out of rage.

"Predestination, destiny, man!"

A hostile sound rang out through clenched teeth, causing the Predator's pupils to clench violently.

He turned back incredulously and saw that Jiang Luo, whom he had put under the Speech Spirit, had come to his senses so quickly.

How is that possible?

He had finished pumping most of the air under the Speech Spirit, and it was so easy for Jiang Luo to crack it?

The predestined man, who had never had a smooth ride on the cultivation path, was seeing someone with more talent than himself for the first time. But without giving him time to be shocked, Jiang Luo had already arrived in front of him, and a fist wrapped in thunderous fury smashed into his chest.

Sizzling fire instantly burned in his fist, the flames burned the skin of the predator, and inch by inch Jiang Luo's fist passed through the left side of the predator's chest in a blaze of fire and lightning.

At the same time, another sharp ghostly hand went bloody through the right side of the predator's chest.

The Fate's eyes suddenly tightened, and he looked at Jiang Luo. Jiang Luo's face was illuminated by the dark blue electric light and red fire, his hair flying, his eyes stern, as vicious as the devil.

Jiang Luo ......

Jiang Luo, however, did not look at the Fated Man; he and Chi You looked at each other across the Fated Man.

Chi You's already severely injured hand was once again corroded to white bone by the Fated One's blood. Jiang Luo looked at Chi You's blood-colored eyes, anxious in his heart, and violently pulled out his hand, tugging Chi You to also pull out his hand from the right chest of the Fated Man.

One left and one right, two holes were passed through the Predestined Man's chest. The predestined man looked down at his chest and opened his mouth, large gulps of blood spurting out of his mouth.

He looked at Jiang Luo and Chi You, his fingers barely trying to form a seal, but another iron cone-like weapon passed through his hand.

Ji Yaozi turned his face away and clenched his hands tightly.

He didn't dare to look at the Predator.

Ji Yaozi's moving hand awakens all the remaining ones, Hua Li is the first to pounce on the predator through the pain, and he avoids the predator's blood, allowing all the ghosts to swarm over him.

The Fated Man was seriously injured to such an extent that it would be useless if they didn't do something.

Chi You did not care about the Fated Man, but immediately raised his hand and grabbed Jiang Luo. his voice was hoarse and mocking, "You went back?"

The force in the evil spirit's hand was so strong that it almost crushed Jiang Luo's hand bones. His hands were also very ugly, still bubbling with corroded white mist. Jiang Luo, however, held him tightly in his backhand, looking at the evil spirit's two empty sleeves, his heartache reached its peak in an instant.

Jiang Luo looked straight at Chi You and said, "He can't send me away. I have a soul chain wrapped around my soul, which is the twin weapon of the Soul Chain in the hands of White Impermanence, so anyone who tries to tamper with my soul will only get nowhere. He just used his speech spirit on me, no one can send me away."

At this point in time, Jiang Luo is incredibly grateful to Sai Liaoer and Hei Wuchang for being unique enough to have their souls entangled in soul chains.

He couldn't imagine what the world would be like, what Chi You would be like, if he did return to his world.

The evil spirit was soothed by Jiang Luo's assured look, and his expression slowly changed from grim to calm.

This is not the time to talk, Jiang Luo squeezed Chi You's hand. Taking a step, he walked over to the predestined person.

All the ghosts retreated, and within the encirclement, the white-haired pseudo-god lay quietly on the ground.

Two large holes were pierced through his chest, and pools of blood flowed all over the ground, coloring the dark yellow soil an unsettling deep red.

The snow-colored eyes of the Fated Man were wide open, and the white brow and eyelashes were stained with the stains of blood in one piece.

Dead?

Jiang Luo gave a laugh, not believing that he would die so easily, he reached out and probed the Nemesis's nostrils, he was no longer breathing.

Jiang Luo probed the aorta at the neck of the Fated Man again.

The aorta is calm and not beating.

The scene was silent, all the noisy sounds disappeared, even the sound of birds followed. All the people were watching Jiang Luo's movements, and they were waiting with bated breath for the result of Jiang Luo's test.

Jiang Luo frowned and turned his head, "He's dead."

Everyone froze for a few seconds, then erupted into violent cheers. Liao Si was completely paralyzed on the ground, his chest was heaving and he couldn't catch his breath. He coughed while leaping up and talking to Hua Li, "Hua Li, the Fated Man is dead, he's finally dead, I can get a new body!"

Hua Li sneers freely.

Ge Wuchen, who hated the Fated Man even more than the two of them, was in tears, and he had just fed the ginseng to Ge Zhu. The wounds on Ge Zhu's body were recovering, but he didn't open his eyes, and his breathing in his chest was sporadic, so Ge Wuchen only felt that he was like a lifeless corpse. At this moment, he didn't care whether the predestined person was dead or not, he only nervously hugged Ge Zhu tightly, stroking Ge Zhu's cheeks and hair, his fingers trembling with grief and joy, "Ge Zhu, the predestined person is dead, you can't die, you mustn't die!"

Jiang Luo wiped the blood from his face and walked over quickly, "Quickly send Ge Zhu to the Ginseng Essence! Perhaps there aren't enough ginseng whiskers!"

Ge Wuchen dashed off, and hurriedly hugged Ge Zhu and staggered toward the mountain with hasty steps.

Jiang Luo got up and summoned Chen Long to carry Ge Wuchen and Ge Zhu to the top of the mountain. Chen Long gave a loud snort and reluctantly flew towards Ge Wuchen.

Only after this was done did Jiang Luo look at the host's corpse with a complicated gaze. Countless ghosts and snakes, insects and ants had gnawed the body of the predestined person into a pit, these ghosts were almost using their lives to get the predestined person dead because once they touched the blood of the predestined person, they would be corrupted cleanly.

And the Nemesis finally died as well when they had almost exhausted themselves.

Jiang Luo's hatred for his nemesis did not disappear for a single moment, and he turned to Chi You, "Does he still have a soul?"

The evil spirit looked around in disgust.

Jiang Luo's frown deepened as he looked back at Ji Yaozi and Feng Li in disbelief.

How did these two get on the hill at the Da Zhao Temple?

He was about to ask Chi You if he had found the soul of the Fated Man when he saw Chi You's face suddenly sink.

Jiang Luo's heart jumped, "What's wrong?"

Chi You had a shade of darkness rising in her eyes, "The curse on me has not gone away."

Jiang Luo froze.

The Fatalist once placed a curse on the Chi family's first family that "cannot harm the next family," and if the Fatalist died, the curse should have disappeared as well.

If it's not gone, there's only one answer ......

Jiang Luo looked over at the body of the Fated Man, "He's not dead yet."

He knew it.

False gods are not so easy to kill.

Jiang Luo suppressed his irritation and began to think about the hints Hei Wuchang had given him.

"When you meet a vegetable woman on the road, don't talk to her ...... Bi Gan digging heart, Bi Gan digging heart ...... People die without heart ...... "

What the hell does that mean?

Chi You sidled up and asked, "People die without a heart?"

Jiang Luo told Chi You what Hei Wuchang had told him.

Chi You likewise thought of Bi Gan digging out his heart, and was quickly reminded of Ji Yaozi, whom the Fated One was firmly guarding, and towards whom he looked meaningfully.

Jiang Luo followed his eyes and met a shocked Ji Yaozi.

"I knew once upon a time a secret of the Predestined Man, that he used his second son, Feng Li, as his next body. Do you think that his first son, Ji Yaozi, is his heart vessel," said the evil spirit, "Ji Yaozi, do you think."

Ji Yaozi had been eavesdropping on their conversation, and when he heard the phrase "If you don't have a heart, you'll die", he already had a vague expectation. After Chi You finished his sentence, his heart sank to the bottom.

His lips opened and closed for a moment, unable to utter a word of retort.

The subconscious tells him that Chi You is right.

His heart, the heart of the predestined.

All the mists would clear up at this point, revealing their hideous and ugly true colors.

It turns out that he and Feng Li are both tools of the Fated Man. It's just that Feng Li still has her own mother, while he even has a fictional mother.

Why did the Fated Man take him even when he escaped from the Lian family, and why did the Fated Man send so many gods to protect him ...... Everything Everything has long since revealed the truth from the minutiae.

Ji Yaozi should have felt a sense of resentment and fear, but by the time he had ascertained this fact, there was only a pall.

He looked at the body of the predestined man on the ground and was suddenly amused.

He can smith because the Fatalist can also smith. His instinctive fear of obedience to the Nemesis Man is also because of this heart, isn't it?

But why let him have his own thoughts his own consciousness?

Ji Yaozi thought a lot in this instant, and then seemed to think nothing at all. After a long time, he let out a bitter laugh, "I think you're right."

Feng Li, who was behind him, suddenly took a step closer and raised his hand to press down on Ji Yaozi's shoulder.

It seemed to be preventing Ji Yaozi from escaping, but Ji Yaozi only thought that Feng Li was consoling him, and he smiled in bewilderment, "Feng Li, we are both pathetic people."

Jiang Luo looked at him in silence, as if a thousand pounds were pressing down on his shoulders, weighing down his heart.

While he suspected that Ji Yaozi was very different for the Predestined, he hadn't thought it was this different.

It was a torture for Ji Yaozi.

Ji Yaozi's expression, however, gradually penetrated, his tone a melancholy one of having figured something out, "Since my heart is the heart of a predestined person, let's rip out my heart. If it's any later, there's no telling what additional trouble might happen. As long as the predestined person doesn't die, everyone's efforts will go up in flames."

Jiang Luo: "Lao Ji ......"

After saying these words, Ji Yaozi unexpectedly felt a relief that he had never felt before, he interrupted Jiang Luo with a smile, and in contrast to his previous low-key image, he laughed freely, "Jiang Luo, you're the one who fits my temperament! You may not know that I have always envied you in my heart! Speaking of which, I and you really are destiny, your yin and yang ring was refined by me, it was me who taught you to use it, and later on, I also somehow taught you to use the psychic art ...... In that case, I am qualified to be your master."

Jiang Luo said directly and dryly, "Master."

He called Feng Li "Mr.", but now Ji Yaozi is willingly called "Master".

Ji Yaozi froze, then his eyes lit up and he let out a loud "Ai", then turned back to Feng Li with a smile and joked, "I didn't steal your disciple!"

Feng Li looked at him in silence.

Ji Yaozi joyfully turned his head again, continued to Jiang Luo said: "That psychic art, whether to teach others depends on your mood, but to teach, you can open your eyes to see how that person's character, don't teach the disciple starved to death master. I believe in your vision, when I die, that funeral parlor you directly sell it is good, funeral parlor funeral, young people do not dip."

Jiang Luo was somewhat speechless for a moment. The knot in his throat rolled a few times, and he lowly said, "Good."

Ji Yaozi has never been so talkative.

He had lived for forty years and had been alone. The first half of his life had not been a happy one, and he had never felt at ease mentally; it had even been always depressing and dreary, like a subterranean tunnel that could not see the light of day. Because he didn't agree with the theory of the predestined man, but he had always been aiding and abetting the evil. This made Ji Yaozi feel as if he were an accomplice, so he felt guilty about Chi You.

But today, he was finally able to be his true self, to do what he needed to do for Chi You, for everyone.

His previous inactivity and sinfulness seemed to have been washed away in this moment, and Ji Yaozi looked at the few people in the room with a straight chest, his conscience clear in this moment.

Ji Yaozi had never been so determined, he didn't want to let Chi You come and kill him, let Chi You take a kill for nothing. So he turned his head to face Feng Li, "Feng Heavenly Master, come send me on my way."

Feng Li nodded with a slightly stiff motion and placed his hand on his chest.

The Celestial Master was a human being, and by definition could not pass through Ji Yaozi's chest with his bare hands. But Ji Yaozi didn't notice that this was wrong, and with his eyes closed and his lips quivering a few times, he glanced at the sky, then at the lush canopy of trees, and finally up at the yellow earth of the mountain road.

He said, faintly, "What a shame it's not a sunny day."

Ji Yaozi closed his eyes, "Come on, Celestial Master."

Feng Li's eyes glittered with a hollow light, and his palm abruptly exerted force, penetrating Ji Yaozi's flesh and holding the vibrant heart.

The evil spirit closed its eyes and gave Feng Li one last implied command: pinch down.

Feng Li squeezed his hand violently.

Ji Yaozi's eyes rolled back in his head and he died without a trace. The moment Ji Yaozi's heart was crushed, Chi You sensed that the curse wrapped around him was gone.

The iron cone flying at Ji Yaozi's side vibrated with a buzzing sound, then violently lost its strength and fell heavily to the ground.

The Nemesis is completely dead.

The overcast clouds in the sky slowly lifted and sunshine flooded the earth. Late in the day, it revealed a sunny day after being covered by dark clouds.