"You say, is it better on this mountain, or is it better to go down to the mountain?"

For a long time, for a long time, before,

One day,

The scene at that time, now this, the memory has become very poor and very poor Ye Wushui, the impression is a little vague, only remember, the person who gave him a stick, as if for some reason, stood leisurely next to the peach blossoms, smiled and asked casually, at that time, lying on the ground staring at the wine cup, he was dismantled with a cloak!

"Hey, hey, it's all good!"

Whenever I see the person who is laughing and moaning, Ye Wushui will become very shy like a child, so shy that the voice is a little unnatural, and the presumptuous eyes dare not glance at that person's body, for fear of adding even a trace of unnecessary misunderstanding to that person's impression. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

therefore

He has always been stupid with a certain nature, stupid like a good child.

"Oh!?"

As soon as he heard this absolute question, he grinned and smiled, and immediately felt that something was wrong, and his scalp began to numb instantly, so he grinned and smiled, in order to alleviate this embarrassing situation, and for the safety of his own life, he immediately began to know everything, and he must say everything: "There are your earnest teachings on the mountain, and there is a wine cup to see, of course, it is good! There is meat to eat and wine to drink under the mountain, which is also very good." ”

"Oh!"

Listening to a somewhat soothing tone, Ye Wushui, who had been grinning and smiling, was long relieved in his heart, and he had been pressing a breath of heavy air in his heart, glad that he was very timely and decisive, and he was just the right witty and brave.

"If you had to choose one, you could only choose one. ”

Standing next to the beautiful wine cup, the smiling master, I don't know when, the whole body seemed to be covered with a layer of pink mist, which made people a little unclear, so vague, holding a face that seemed to be a little pale, looking up at the blue sky.

"You say!"

Two words out, slowly.

In the pink mist, his face seemed to be a little pale, and the quiet master withdrew his gaze, lowered his head, looked at himself with a smile, and said meaningfully: "Is it better on the mountain?, or is it better to go down the mountain?"

Memory, instant recovery, vivid!

At that time, Ye Wushui didn't understand why the casual and natural master would say so many words to himself, smile so kindly, and be so meaningful.

Sometimes, inadvertently, perhaps, the young self, does not see very far, very far.

Even Master's words, at the time, were just a slightly vague prophecy.

therefore

Today

Well-dressed, bright-eyed, with a tattered black gourd hanging from his shoulders, his sword fell, and in his clear eyes, human heads rolled on the ground, blood red and white flowed all over the ground, without blinking.

"Do you know? Throughout the ages, in this secluded world, this mountain is the epitome, this river is the epitome, this giant city is the epitome, and we, these pretentious mortal prisoners, are only a small microcosm of it. Heaven and earth have been completed, sighing in the dust. ”

When the sword was put into the sheath, the whole body was neat and clean, and there was no water in the wild without a trace of dust, recalling that in the pink mist, the master who was vague all around, shook his hand, turned around, and in a trance, straightened his back, and pointed to the sword trick proudly to the sky, and laughed at the mountains in a faint voice: "You said, everything is doomed, I want to use this seven-foot body to weigh this destined catty." ”