"Don't worry, see you later. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info Xiaoqiu I won't ask much about them, and you're here to help, we're all embarrassed. I waved at him and turned away.

In fact, he still has a way to send me over without going to the bridge, and the easiest way is to throw it directly. Xiaoqiu had thrown me up the school gate, on the second-floor balcony, and even once from one side of the road to the other......

Xiaoqiu is still relatively stable, although every time I think about it, I feel that the process is very exciting. Gou is also trustworthy, and if he lifts me up and throws me across the bridge, I will definitely not refuse. As long as it's not the unreliable one of the nightmares, I don't have any requirements.

The bridge is old and looks a little old. It was made of pure stone, and it was covered with moss. Obviously it is under the embankment, what is the point of building such a bridge? Although the inner and outer rivers were divided many years ago, and after the flood of '98, the river had to be rebuilt, and most of the things that used to be were gone. But this bridge is definitely not as simple as thirty or fifty years. So, what exactly does it do?

Filled with doubts, I stepped on. Although the moss was all over the place, it was not slippery at all, and it did not look like it had been abandoned for a long time. There are no guardrails on the bridge, so it's unsafe to walk at night, and the arch of the bridge deck is too steep for me to take a step.

I am reminded of the glorious history of Gu Yue, who once climbed down the water pipe from the seventh floor in order to secretly surf the Internet in the middle of the night. It should be similar to him now, except that I have to climb up from below.

How could there be such a bridge? I was about to give up, and I had no choice but to turn back to Gou and ask for help. But behind him is empty river sand, not to mention human figures, not even a single grass grows. There should be the figure of Gou disciple not far away, you can see the gentle river in the distance, there is an old tree not far away, and there is a monk in a circle under the tree...... But none of this existed, and all I saw was an empty beach. If you don't see the inner river or the outer river, other things can be removed, and the Yangtze River can't be missing, right?

I had no turning back but to move on. Is it a formation or a spell? My five senses are no longer credible, and I may have fallen into a hallucination. Illusion is the simplest and most effective spell that only requires a little guidance and hints. The darkness in people's hearts will swallow everything, even if they are good men and gentlemen.

Cultivators have gone through many tribulations, and ordinary illusions will hardly work. However, I am only half a cultivator, and I am still in the calamity, and the Six Desires and Three Poisons have not yet been subdued, so I am probably about the same as ordinary people, not to mention that I have never been able to cultivate supernatural powers. There are also truly clever and subtle illusions, but they are rare to see, which is basically close to turning fiction into reality, and the real illusion is from the heart.

The embankment, the lights, the campus, and even the street market beyond, all in front of you, are all clearly visible. As long as I cross the bridge, there is only one bridge that stands in my way. If there is real danger, the disciples should take action. As soon as I turned around, he should have seen it, and sensed that something was wrong with me, and he would definitely not stand by, so I just waited.

Touching the stones on the bridge, the moss on them was fine and soft, like a piece of clothing. Moss should grow in a damp and shady place, this bridge has nothing to block the sun, and far away from the river, it is dry like a desert on weekdays, how does the moss grow?

I've been waiting for a long time, but Gou hasn't shown up. I was convinced that he was watching me from behind me, but I wasn't sure what he saw of me. Maybe I didn't look back, maybe I had already crossed the bridge and left, or maybe time was still stuck at the moment when I got on the bridge. Since I was caught in a spell, what else is impossible? Gou left this section of the road for me to go, so why don't I go on well?

This is my calamity, and it is also my practice.

My fingers were about to break off and my nails were cracked, and I managed to get to the next step with all my strength. Steps, where did the steps come from? Isn't it a steep arch bridge? But now, I don't have to think too much about it.

As a fat man, I really don't have a lot of flexibility. The climb is a step, and the foot of the bridge is restored to the ordinary bridge deck when you continue to walk. Magical spells, what a fascinating thing, but it's a pity that not everything in this world is as it should be.

Maybe I should shout, I should kick and punch, but what's the point? I can't find help, and I can't get in the way of the bridge, so I might as well walk silently. The woman on the bridge hadn't yet appeared, and I hadn't faced the real test yet.

Some people can't see ghosts, this poor woman trapped by love is dead, even if I sympathize with her, what's the use? I can't save her, and I don't feel guilty. Because the only woman in the world is the dragon maiden. A person's life belongs and is owned by many other people. Let's say a man who has many women in his life. Another example is a woman who has many men in her life. Even if they are husband and wife, they are just passers-by in their respective lives. It's just me and the dragon girl, who belong to each other alone. I don't need to make any commitments, because there is something unspeakable in the underworld that transcends life itself.

I hope that there are lovers in the world who will eventually become married, I can only wish that. Even if you know it's just a picture cake that can't satisfy your hunger.

The water under the bridge was turbulent, the waning moon in the sky was shy, and a woman was sobbing silently. She sneaked out and chose this night on purpose. Dressed in the most beautiful clothes, with the most complicated hairstyles, red lips and pink cheeks......

She was going to end her life here because she couldn't bear the pain of losing her loved one. Has it been abandoned? Or has a lover been misfortuned? Don't ask me why I know this, and don't ask me why I don't know this. It's a memory of the bridge, and I'm just a spectator.

The bridge seems to have a spirit, and I can see the images and hear the sounds, and at the same time, I can also learn a lot of things. But I have a question, this bridge is obviously a Chinese bridge, and it has been on the side of the Yangtze River for many years.

Women wear kimonos, but in my opinion, it doesn't matter whether they are kimonos or hanbok, they are just changes in hanbok. To put it bluntly, they should all be attributed to the Hanfu system, but unfortunately the current national view is too narrow and stupid, so that even their own things are discarded.

The status of women in island countries has always been low, and even if they want to commit suicide, there are many restrictions. There will be many troubles to die elsewhere, and it seems that the only thing allowed is to throw yourself into the river. Of course, this cannot be generalized, even in small countries and widows, there are different customs a hundred miles away, not to mention that in modern society, bad habits have changed a lot - although the woman has not been throwing herself into the water for a long time.

The river took away the bodies and the memories, and even the last song for the lover was gone, and human life was so humble that only a few moans from the old bridge were an elegy for her.

Because of this bridge, the resentful soul has sustenance, awakens from the nightmare, and is able to wander at night.