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After that, it was like being substituted into a program that had already been programmed, and it was executed according to Su Huachen's subconscious instructions. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 infoThis is a dream that already knows the ending.,It's his own dream.,But Su Huachen can't do it.。 From the day he walked into the mist in his memory, the kind of life that Su Huachen had been thinking about for the past eight years began again.

With that attitude that was both familiar and unfamiliar to him, Wen Zixiang gradually integrated into this town, which did not seem so prosperous a few decades ago, and to be honest, at that time, Yuhua Town was just a small village not much bigger than the average settlement. But it was very surprising that Wen Zixiang, a foreigner who suddenly arrived, settled here even more unexpectedly. Su Huachen still remembered the way he looked at the old man at that time, with gratitude, curiosity, and some doubts. At that time, he really couldn't think of anything that could attract this opera master in such a remote village. Possible... The other party just fell in love with the beautiful mountains and rivers here, and came here to spend his old age in peace? or... Perhaps the best explanation was the colourful stones that were dug out from time to time by the hens that hatched their eggs in the middle of town?

In the next few years, Wen Zixiang really took root here, and Su Huachen gradually let down his guard against the locals, and was completely infected by the other party's true feelings. At that time, it was Wen Zixiang who took in his lonely self, so that he could live to this day. In those short years, Su Huachen really experienced the love of his family, and the kind of strong arms that he could rely on. He temporarily forgot the ups and downs he had endured in the previous ten years, the life of wandering like duckweed, the helpless days of eating the last meal without the next meal, he forgot all of them. At that time, the mayor of the town, Ran Mo, was still a young and vigorous man, and he was also a representative of the conformist generation of locals, he strongly opposed Wen Zixiang living here, tried every possible way to obstruct him, and even gathered many villagers to expel Wen Zixiang. Because in his mind, the entry of outsiders would bring bad luck to the town.

Su Huachen was very frightened, afraid that the master would really be forced to leave under pressure, but he didn't, every time he faced this situation, Wen Zixiang smiled gently and argued with reason, protected Su Huachen behind him, not impulsive, nor compromised, and promised never to do anything excessive. In the face of such a determined smiling person, even the hard-hearted Ran Mo had nothing to do.

Wen Zixiang proved the value of his legacy with practical actions, teaching local children to read and write, teaching them to perform and sing. Gradually, the people of the town are willing to leave their children in his care and training. As if in response to his arrival, and then a prosperity kicked off, Wen Zixiang presented a play and a big play for this village.

I don't know what day it was, the Yuhua stone mine in the center of the town was dug up, and then it was out of control, and a large number of outsiders poured into here, and the town expanded more than ten times in just a few years, and the tall buildings and palaces, pavilions and pavilions were uprooted one after another, and they were unstoppable. The locals who held on to the bottom line were terrified, and they tried to delay its progress, but they couldn't stop it in any way. More and more young people embarked on this path to prosperity, and gradually began to understand and yearn for the prosperous world they described from the word of mouth of outsiders, and began to try to get out of here.

has changed, almost everything here has become fast, but in Su Huachen's eyes, as long as Wen Zixiang doesn't leave, the rest doesn't matter. Is it really not changed? Those factors that have imperceptibly eroded this pure land will really not produce qualitative changes one day and affect Su Huachen? He didn't think like this, but the reality played a huge joke on him, and he couldn't be mentally prepared, maybe it was really one day, the town's years-long grudge with the outside world finally broke out, on that day, there was a riot in Yuhua Town, and a group of locals under the leadership of Ran Mo waved their hoes at the foreign merchants. That night, the town was always peaceful, and when the young Suhuachen realized that something was wrong and wanted to go out to check, he found that the door had been locked from the outside. At the same time, the Master also disappeared. This made him feel uneasy, as if he was about to have some bad premonition in his heart, or that a memory that he had tried so hard to forget would wake up.

Su Huachen hugged his head, lay on the ground in pain, rolled around, and screamed one after another, but unfortunately, no one heard it. His screams were drowned out by the noise outside. Until late at night, Wen Zixiang came back with a somewhat tired body, slowly opened the door, the moonlight that night was particularly bright, and it was cast on the ground along the door frame, and he saw Su Huachen lying on the ground with a sweaty face. Hearing the noise, Su Huachen raised his head with difficulty, and after only glancing at the front of him, he struggled hoarsely again. He saw that Wen Zixiang's hands were stained with blood.

It was this night, in his later life, that everything around him was completely changed, like a playing card painted with angels that was jerked over to the other side. On that side, it's the devil. Just stared at him a few times, Wen Zixiang didn't pay any attention to Su Huachen's pain, and walked into the inner room, and at the same time took off the blood-stained robe and threw it aside with some disgust, which happened to cover Su Huachen's body. Su Huachen grabbed it and buried his head in it, as if to isolate the world. When dawn came, he fell asleep after a long night's exhaustion. When he got up again, it was because Wen Zixiang poured a basin of cold water on his head. In a daze, Su Huachen felt that he was being lifted up, and then fell heavily on the ground, Su Huachen rubbed his eyes, and in front of him was Wen Zixiang, who was wearing a white shoulder inlaid robe. Su Huachen seemed to understand something, his body was one step ahead of his brain, and he began to do the basic skills of opera that his master taught him. But as soon as he took the pose, his cheeks were stiff and he was whipped and bleeding. Su Huachen finally came to his senses and glared at the other party incredulously. He felt that the person in front of him was becoming more and more strange. From that day on, Wen Zixiang officially taught him how to practice, but the naïve Su Huachen wanted to refuse, in exchange for a more severe beating. He was starved for several days, and after that, Wen Zixiang kicked Su Huachen out of the house.

"Go get me money, rob it, steal it, it's yours. If you don't collect a hundred white baht, don't come back, and you won't have anything to eat!"

Su Huachen, with a sore body, was a little happy and couldn't wait to complete the task given to him by Wen Zixiang. But when he was caught stealing, he realized that it wasn't that simple. This town has really changed. Everyone didn't know him anymore, and people chased him to fight, but they didn't recognize that the bloodstained and emaciated person in front of him would be Su Huachen. Outsiders see him as a local, and the locals see him as an outsider. For a while, wherever he went, he would be beaten, even if he didn't steal. After a few days like this, he finally fainted on the road hungry. A figure paced out unhurriedly in the nearby alley, and those who saw him avoided him from afar. The man dragged Su Huachen up, and a sentence floated out of his mouth: "See, this is human nature." ”

Su Huachen returned home, and his cultivation continued.

The one who was once able to elegantly pull out the orchid finger and lift the limbs of Gao Tanma was finally trained by Wen Zixiang to be a sharp weapon for killing, and he could take his life in the blink of an eye when the other party was intoxicated with the opera. Su Huachen gradually became numb in Wen Zixiang's eyes, and one day, when Wen Zixiang was about to hit him again because his cultivation movements were not in place, Su Huachen looked at his eyes and smiled. The whip stopped a few inches on his cheek, and Wen Zixiang was a little dazed. Then, he laughed too.

Because of this pain, Su Huachen was reminded that the memory he recalled day and night was now truly reappeared, and he looked at the devilish smile of the person in front of him, and felt more brilliant than an angel. Su Huachen became more and more addicted to this violent aesthetics, time passed quietly, and when it made waves again, it was Wen Zixiang who didn't tell him where he was going, and suddenly disappeared inexplicably for a month, and then when he came back, he was followed by a group of children.

In his memory, it was the first people.

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