"Is it really a persistent dream, or is it an obsessive heart?" the old man stroked the young man's head and looked at the distant world, as if he could foresee the ...... on the young man's future journey.

"Prophet, distant and unattainable dreams, people who are close at hand and invisible, why are you so persistent, and why do you let the young people choose the torch passed down from generation to generation?"

"Alas!" there is helplessness, bitterness, inexplicable facts, and indescribable hearts.

"When will we cut it all? Don't think about it, don't think about it. "The desolate mood infects the heavens and the earth, and the brilliant colors cannot stop the arrival of ink, and darkness descends on the earth again.

The young man's stunned expression, looking at the old man's posture at this time, an inexplicable emotion was also driven out, unable to speak, let alone expressed.

Three hearts, three pairs of eyes, three people, looking at the unity of heaven and earth, watching the transformation of the sun and the moon, looking at the bright fireworks, and looking at the quiet night as usual.

"Thirteen, thirteen, Mao thirteen. The little old man muttered a few words, as if he was thinking, as if he was summoning, as if he was remembering.

"Three bows have no regrets, three vows are fearless, and three ....... Time is always merciless, but why do you leave us with these old antiques?"

"Cripple, why do you say that people are always fickle? Why can't they face their own hearts? Why do you always pretend to be indifferent when you care about it? The old man leaned against the roots of the cypress and said that he was silent, and there was only a light of memory in his eyes.

"People in the world always say that time is merciless, always nostalgic and reminiscent of the past, if you don't care, if it's not an important person, if it's not an important thing, if it's not an important thing, who cares and who will ....... ”

"Is time ruthless or people ruthless? Everyone has their own life and their own story, who would grieve in other people's stories for no reason?"

"When I was a teenager I prayed for persuasion and comfort, and if I did, what they did was just the icing on the cake, and they didn't know that if I wanted to truly forget and be strong, I would cut everything off and let go of everything. ”

"I've often asked myself, what is this life waiting for, what am I resisting, what am I holding onto, is there an answer to all this at the end of my life?"

"Bringing up the old story again is just adding a touch of sadness! It just reminds people why they are still standing here?"

"Are you timid, like-minded people, don't you hold us back on this lonely journey!" the old man looked calmly at the bewildered man, not knowing whether he had fallen asleep, whether he had heard everything, whether he understood his heart.

"Master Camel, do people always have to go through all the things in the world to change, grow, be recognized by others, and be expected by others. The young man's puzzled heart was seeking answers, and his hand touched the stone tool stuck in the ground.

"Thirteen, remember your true name, the name He has given you, which represents the supreme glory, which is destined to shine in the world, and one day you will understand his story. ”

"It is the story of the convergence of countless stars? It is he who chose you, and you who chose him, and in this world, you can only be fearless if you strive for self-improvement, because one day you will lose all your support. ”

"Now that you have embarked on this path, then don't remember the past, the heart is stuck in the past, it will only make you weaker and weaker, you have to carry that warmth, to become stronger. ”

Heaven and earth are quiet, people are idle and the night is gone, a group of old people gather together, discuss the future, and start a tirade again.

"Now that the generation is changing, we should also take advantage of the trend, and if we fight against the world, we are destined to have bloodshed and sacrifice, this is an era of great evil, and we are destined to be unable to escape. ”

"Yes! Can't change, can't escape, then only to fight for it, maybe there is a glimmer of life, this sad fate, this sad life, when is the end?"

"We don't have much to rely on, and we don't have too many allies to ask for help from, only ourselves, only these thirteen bloodlines. ”

"The avenue is not obvious, the saint is difficult to come out, this troubled world is destined to speak with fists, even if the saint is born, what does it have to do with our family?"

The heavens and the earth are silent, the night is silent, and the cold air is killing and falling, making people shiver coldly, only to realize that it is late at night, and the fire that is about to be extinguished does not ignite the stars in the sky.

The golden light of the great sun rises in the east, and in the rainbow light of ten thousand colorful clouds, the heaven and earth are clothed in layers of psychedelic colors, and the world is restless again, and life is revived in every corner.

The roar of tigers in the mountains, the cry of apes in the sky, countless ancient forests, and countless mysterious lands are suddenly full of vitality.

"Wang, Wang," the hound barked wildly, and the sound of the sky caused the whole village to boil, and the ancient bell on the big tree made a heavy sound, which was cheering, singing, the return of the warriors, and the triumph of the heroes.

Under the golden sun of the great sun, in the hunting wind, dozens of arrogant figures appeared on the earth, looking from afar, they were really fierce as tigers and mighty as dragons.

One after another, the beasts were hunted, and the huge and terrifying beasts lost their lives, and the scarlet blood stained their bodies, and the terrifying fangs symbolized its former ferocity.

Although the unknown beasts lost their lives, the dead corpses were like lambs to be slaughtered, bringing up puffs of dust when they fell, and the swaying bodies of the beasts on the ground showed its former bravery.

The heroes returned, killing and bloody, countless prey, and countless treasures, presented one by one in front of everyone at this time.

"It's good to come back, child!" an old man hugged his child, looked up to the sky and sighed, tears streaming down his face, and he was so excited that he didn't know what to say.

"It's good to be back, it's good to be back. "Those who have been waiting day and night, the heart that has been waiting day and night, has finally arrived at this time.

The dream is far away, the panic is gone, there is only joy left, only shouting, looking at the silent tears, wiping the sore hands, symbolizing the preciousness of family affection, symbolizing the preciousness of love, and symbolizing the preciousness of life.

Returning safely, the abundant prey was distributed one by one, the misty cooking smoke rose one after another, and the fireworks of every house did not stop.

A group of adults surrounded the remaining prey, already so happy that they couldn't close their mouths and let out a cry of exclamation.

Among these many prey are giant pythons that can fly into the sky, giant elephants with three legs, and creatures that resemble giant dragons, giant two-headed tigers, seven-tailed wolves, and monsters with horns like cattle and horses on their heads.

This is the thundering tiger, this is the horn of the mountain, this is the ......

The shocked look challenged the corners of the old people's mouths again and again, it has been a long time since I have seen so many good things.