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In a coma, I was immersed in a dream. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

It was a boundless world, with mountains and rivers, but there were no animals. Here, I can hear the murmuring of the water, I can smell the faint fragrance of flowers, but I can't feel the breath of life.

I'm running around the world alone, I don't get tired, I don't stop, I just want to run out of here, out of this boundless place.

Time passed, and I would run tens of millions of kilometers every day, but when the golden wuxi fell into the moon and the rabbit rose in the east, I would return to the original point, and the day's efforts would be in vain.

Ten years have passed, and I still haven't run out of here, and every time I get back to square one at night, everything becomes meaningless. I have looked up to the sky countless times and sworn to get out of this world, but I have had to break my vows again and again.

It's even scarier than a labyrinth!

Gradually, my spirit began to become numb, I had lost confidence in myself, I lacked desire for the outside world, I no longer planned to leave here, and sat cross-legged on the ground all day long, watching the spring and autumn change, and the flowers flowing.

I've been sitting here for fifty years, and I've become a gray-haired old man by this time. I sat by the river and watched the reflection in the water, the folds on my face were the scratches of the knife of time, and there was not a trace of color in my eyes. Looking back, I feel like life doesn't have any meaning, as if I wasn't meant to be in the world.

Since I came here, I have changed from a young man who has not yet stood to an old man, and my heart is like a pool of stagnant water, unable to turn up any waves.

I felt as if my life was coming to an end, I was about to leave this world, my body was weakening a little bit, my head was getting heavy, and my shoulders were about to be overwhelmed.

Just as I was about to close my eyes, an auspicious cloud appeared out of thin air, and a Taoist walked out of the mist around him, walked in front of me, and asked calmly, "Why don't you leave here?"

I looked up at the Taoist priest, dressed in a gossip robe, carrying a sword on his back, and his face was exactly the same as I had been sixty years ago, looking very young. I thought about this man carefully, and I always felt that I had seen him somewhere.

"I've wanted to go out countless times, but I can't get out of here. I replied weakly.

"But because of the lack of life here, your heart is dead?" the Taoist asked rhetorically.

I didn't speak, closed my eyes and waited for death to come.

"There is no greater sorrow than the death of the heart. The Taoist said something that made me open my eyes involuntarily.

With a wave of his hand, a thunderbolt pierced the sky and fell from the sky, slashing the earth and bursting with vitality.

As a result, the whole world began to change, and birds and beasts appeared separately, chasing in the mountains and forests, and running wild on the plains...... This world has a new color.

"It's not that there is no life here, it's that your heart has never thought of a new life. The Taoist said lightly.

I was silent, and suddenly I didn't want to die.

Seeing that I was speechless, the Taoist continued: "This day has covered your eyes, and this earth has buried your heart. It's not that you can't get out of this world, it's that you're stuck in the game and don't know the situation. ”

"How do I get out of here?" I felt the urge to get out of here.

"See through this world. The Taoist stared at my eyes with blazing eyes, and his burning gaze pierced my eyes like two red-hot embroidery needles.

I couldn't stand his eyes, so I turned my head away.

"You're afraid, you're afraid to be free. The Taoist continued, "Look into my eyes and tell me, what do you want to do most now?"

Listening to his words, I involuntarily turned back and continued to stare into his eyes. At this time, I suddenly remembered that this Taoist who looked exactly the same as me when I was young was the one I dreamed of in Kunlun Mountain sixty years ago.

"Water, I want to drink water...... I don't know why, I suddenly felt extremely thirsty and desperate to drink water.

The Taoist smiled and nodded, his body slowly dissipating in the breeze. I was thirsty and furiously reached out to grab him and beg him to give me water, but all I could touch was the invisible air.

"Water, water, I want water, give me water......"

"Stop arguing, the water is coming!" a familiar voice sounded in my ears, and then I felt my mouth be torn open and a stream of liquid poured down my throat.

Because the person who poured me water was so hard that I choked at once, I quickly pressed on my chest a few times. I was almost out of breath when I was pressed, and I opened my eyes and sat up sharply, and then I felt a sharp pain in my head.

"Damn!," Wang Dazhui rubbed his forehead and sat up.

Seeing him covering his head, I reacted, it turned out that I got up too violently just now, and my head touched Wang Da Hammer's forehead, no wonder my head felt pain.

"What about the Taoist priest?" I asked him.

Wang Dazhui said casually: "What Taoist priest? Are you still not awake and asleep, if you can't, continue to sleep for a while." He came and pressed me on the shoulder.

"Sleep on, fuck off. I knocked his hand off and lifted the covers, only to find myself sleeping on the floor, on the floor to be exact.

"Where is this?" I asked, confused.

"Tibet!" Wang Dazhui touched my head and said, "You don't have a fever either, why don't you remember anything, didn't you carry me out of Kunlun Mountain?"

"Huh?" I remembered after he said this, I passed out on the grassland after coming out of Kunlun Mountain with a sledgehammer on my back, and I don't know what happened next.

And when I looked closely at Wang Da Hammer, I found that this guy was not wearing the original clothes, but a wide Tibetan robe, and when I looked down at myself, I was also wearing a Tibetan robe.

And I remember when I was sledgehammered out, this guy should have been in a coma, with a hole in his head, and now he looks like a dragon and a tiger, and he doesn't look like an injured person at all. I looked closer again and saw that he had a faint scar on his forehead.

Wang Dazhui's injury was not fatal enough at the beginning, and with his cultivation of the Yuan Dynasty, it only took ten days and half a month to recover, but when I went to the grassland and fell into a coma, Wang Dazhui was injured for only five days, why did it take seven or eight days to recover, how could he recover so quickly?

Don't...... Did I sleep for a long time?

Thinking of this, I immediately asked, "Lao Wang, how long have I been asleep?"

Wang Dazhui said: "If you hadn't mentioned it, I really forgot to ask you, what happened to you this time, and you didn't have any serious injuries on your body, how could you sleep for eighteen days?"

"Eighteen days?" I said, widening my eyes, "You're not kidding, are you?"

I looked left and right for a while, only to realize that I was living in a tent, and when I thought of the Tibetan robe on my body, I instantly understood that after I fell unconscious, it was a Tibetan herdsman who saved me and Wang Dazhui.

"Is there any joke between me and you?" Wang Dazhui rubbed the corners of his forehead.

I thought about it, in fact, when I was dealing with the snake demon in Kunlun Mountain, my physical strength and true qi were consumed a lot, and when I walked out of Kunlun Mountain with Wang Da Hammer on my back, I was already overdrawing my life energy, but I was determined at the time, and I didn't feel it at all. And when I came out of Kunlun Mountain, I was relaxed and naturally collapsed.

Qi practitioners like me are generally not easy to overdraw their vital strength, but once the overdraft is excessive, the time it takes to recover is far more than that of ordinary people, so it is normal to sleep for eighteen days.

"Why don't you speak?" asked Wang Dazhui, turning his head.

I didn't answer because I heard footsteps.

The tent's curtain was lifted, and a Tibetan girl walked in, holding a wooden tray with a plate of tsamba and a bowl of butter tea.

The girl was a little surprised to see that I had woken up, put the wooden plate on the table, and said a lot of things to Wang Dazhui that I did not understand. Then Wang Dazhui pointed to the tsamba and butter tea on the wooden plate, and stretched out two fingers at the Tibetan girl, and the Tibetan girl saw it and went out.

"Do you understand Tibetan?" I looked at Wang Dazhui with some strange eyes, how could this guy know Tibetan?

"No, it won't. He shrugged honestly.

"And how do you understand what she said?"

"Mao, do you still need to understand this thing? Look at the expression on her face, you know that she is surprised to see you wake up!" Wang Dazhui had a natural expression.

I continued, "And what did you mean by what you were pointing fingers at her later?"

Wang Dazhui put the table with tsamba and butter tea in front of me, and then said to me, "I'll ask her to bring another point, otherwise it won't be enough for the two of us to eat." You can eat these first. ”

"When have you been so polite?" I picked up a dumpling, confused.

"The people here are very welcoming, and they give me a lot of food every day, but I'm not used to eating this stuff, so you eat it first. Wang Da Hammer pointed to the tsamba in my hand and said.

Wang Dazhui didn't know Tsamba anymore, so he called Tsamba "this thing".

"Since you're not used to it, why do you want her to bring an extra one?" I know that Wang Da Hammer let me eat it first.

"Then what is it? People are iron and steel, and if I don't eat a meal, I'm hungry, even if I'm not used to the taste of this thing, I have to eat it. "This guy always has a lot of excuses.

"Okay, okay, whatever you want. "I took another sip of butter tea, a little greasy, and a little smelly, I haven't drunk this before, and now it's the first time I drink it, and it doesn't feel good.

After a while, the Tibetan girl came back with butter tea and tsamba, put it down, looked at me and went out.

I also glanced at the girl more. All in all, it doesn't meet my aesthetics, the skin is a little dark, the eye sockets are relatively deep, and the face has that characteristic plateau red.

But the Tibetan people are really hospitable.

"What do you eat?" said Wang Dahammer.

"What's this tsamba...... The taste is not bad. "Actually, I don't like to eat tsamba, and the reason why I say this is to see Wang Dazhu's reaction.

"I don't think it's delicious. This guy is smart, and he learned "tsamba" all at once.

"Then do you like to drink milk tea?" I took another sip of butter tea, deliberately mispronouncing the name.

Wang Dazhui also shook his head and said, "This milk tea is not as delicious as Coke." ”

I almost squirted out a mouthful of butter tea, this guy is too good to pretend, he doesn't even blink an eye when he doesn't know the name.

I only found out now that Wang Da Hammer has another characteristic, that is, he can pretend to be forced.

I couldn't help but laugh and said, "I think this milk tea is pretty good...... Hahaha!"

"What are you laughing at?" Wang Dazhui scratched his head.

"Nothing, nothing, just said the wrong thing. I picked up the butter tea and smiled at him: "Actually, this is called butter tea." ”

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