In the past, Zhuang Zhou dreamed of butterflies, did Zhuang Zhou dream of butterflies, or did butterflies dream of Zhuang Zhou?

When the sensation in the illusion is very real, can one really distinguish between the illusion and the reality?

Or even if you can tell and tell yourself that this is a dream, you won't have sincere emotions in the dream?

Reading books and watching movies will still be devoted, will be joyful, will tears, will be shocked, not to mention in the real illusion?

Mo Wuming really heard the cry of the newborn baby, touched his still wrinkled body, and led the children of the Mo family to trek in the rain, even if he knew that all this was an illusion, he would not be indifferent. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

A month later, the Mo family's team went through several twists and turns, changed lanes several times, and finally came to the boundary of Daijun.

"What you feel and think in your heart will affect everything in this illusion." Mo Wuming once again sounded what Gautama Venerable had said before he entered the illusion realm, and at the same time asked the team to temporarily stop and rest not far from the capital of Daijun, and at the same time asked a disciple to go to the capital of Daijun to buy a fast horse, and after changing clothes, he rushed to the beach to see how the ship was prepared.

In order to get rid of the pursuers, they had taken the mountains, forests, rivers and rivers that were difficult to travel on horseback all the way, and the Mo family's well-trained training methods for the body enabled them to overcome many difficulties and successfully leave the pursuers behind.

Judging from the time of Mo Nameless's memory, Daijun is still safe for the time being.

"Juzi, the acting king came in person and wanted to invite me to wait for the royal city to talk!" The disciple who had gone to prepare the horse hurried back and said to Mo Wuming.

"Hurry up, please!"

The so-called acting king, in fact, is Zhao Guozi Jia, but at this time he set himself up as the king, although this king is still still Yan , Qi, Qin are not recognized, and the area occupied is only one county, but since it is self-established as a king, then Gongzi Jia naturally has to show the posture of the king.

Otherwise, his subordinates will not be convinced, and he will not have a foothold at the end of this stormy Warring States period.

He shouldn't have done it because he came in person.

Because it's not in accordance with propriety.

He could have invited someone, but it was too much to come in person.

It was Yimo who hurriedly asked people to invite him over.

The disciples of the Mo family have always had very simple food, clothing, housing and transportation, and at this time they just built a few shelves, put some grass on them, and put them on the leaves to protect them from the wind and rain, and a group of people looked a little like refugees.

Among them, Mrs. Juzi was holding the child and gently coaxing, because the conditions were difficult all the way, and the milk was not very sufficient, but fortunately, the child did not like to cry.

The acting king, or Gongzi Jia, walked into them without any guilt, and under the heavy pressure of resisting Qin, although Gongzi Yu was still the lord of a land, his face also had deep wrinkles that were out of age.

But even so, it is still possible to see at a glance that he is a nobleman.

He was wearing a fine dress that was not new, but it was not something ordinary people could wear, and he had a jade pendant hanging from his waist.

"Mr. crossed the city without entering, it is a lonely mistake!"

As soon as Gongzi Yu saw Mo Wuming, he hid his face and couldn't help himself, and tears flowed from his eyes.

"The Mo family is being surrounded by the former Qin and Yan countries, and it is really helpless to pass without entering!" Mo Wuming felt sorry in his heart when he said this, and couldn't help but think, is this generation of Juzi a helpless move, or because he entered the city, if he doesn't guard this city for his son, it will not be in line with the way of the Mo family, so he will not enter?

Childe Jia wept and said:

"Lonely Zhao has been broken, leading the ministers to this point, is to fight against Qin, Mr. Now the Mo family is only a few hundred, not afraid, why be afraid? If Mr. does not abandon the country and is weak, please enter the city! ”

This is just an illusion, and since it is an illusion, there is no need to follow the footprints of that generation of giants, step by step.

Mo Wuming thought like this and said:

"The king doesn't have to be like this, the Mo family has always adhered to the virtue of love, not the moment of attack, I will follow the king into the city!"

The arrival of the Mo family's juzi and his children made Gongzijia very excited.

"Husband, I'm scared." Mo Wuming stood on the city wall, and Lady Juzi leaned over.

"Why would Madame be afraid?" Mo Wuming hesitated slightly, but finally reached out and hugged his wife in this illusion.

Because the children of the Mo family entered the capital of Daiguo and settled in the post house, Gongzijia quickly arranged a nurse for the little child, and Mo Wuming checked the ordnance used to defend and defend the city for the capital, and the lady followed him when she was free.

Mrs. Juzi is a beauty, with willow eyebrows, small eyes, but she looks like she has been moistened by new rain, with a straight nose bridge and beautiful lips, but she has been in a hurry before, and Mo Wuming has no time to appreciate her beauty.

At this moment, the stars in the sky are splendid, and in this era of gunsmoke, there seems to be such a night, which seems to be extraordinarily extravagant.

Madame leaned into Mo Nameless's arms, and seemed to be enjoying this rare moment of tranquility, and after a long while, she whispered:

"The Acting King is very good and respectful to us. I'm afraid of the Mo family, he will die here every day as a reward. ”

Mo Wuming fell silent, and he couldn't answer Mrs. Juzi's words.

Generously stating the way of the Mo family was of course what he should do as a Mo family's son, but he deeply felt at the moment how difficult it was to tell his relatives that he was going to lead them to death.

All he could do was hold the woman in his arms.

When he returned to the post house in the city, someone came to inform the king that he had been invited, and Mo Wuming and Mrs. Juzi said a few more words, teased the child together, and then walked out of the door with the comer.

"Sir, Lone knows that you ink scholars have always advocated simplicity, so the arrangement is relatively simple, if there is anything inconsiderate, sir, please feel free to bring it up."

After seeing Gongzijia on behalf of the king, Gongzijia said to Mo Wuming.

"No inconsiderateness, my wife and I feel good." Mo Wuming replied, "I don't know what happened when the king summoned him at night?" ”

"What is the king is not the king." Gongzijia had already waved the waiter at this time, "There is no one at this time, so there is no need to make this kind of false courtesy." Mr. Lone invited him here, just to have a drink with him. ”

Mo Wuming was silent for a while, and finally refused:

"Your Majesty, we have our own precepts, and this is an eventful time, so we will not drink the wine, and if the king needs any help, just ask. I will do my best what I can, and if I can't do it, I hope the king will obey the mandate of heaven. ”

"Haha......" Gongzi Jia poured himself a glass of wine and said, "In this way, Mr. will make wine with water, as if he was accompanying me, a man of immorality!" ”

When Gongzijia talked about this, Mo Wuming naturally had no reason not to accompany him, he gave himself a glass of water and drank a glass with Gongzijia. (To be continued.) )