People always like to say,

"It's fine."

"Everything will be fine."

"It's good to get past it."

"Get through it, and everything will go in a better direction."

But they won't tell you how to get better, and they don't know if after getting through this hurdle will be another hurdle.

They can also only tell you to work hard, to work hard, to persevere.

Yes, you have to work hard, you have to persevere.

What else could you do?

Ambition?

Be a messy living dead?

Being a trash?

No.

Of course not.

In fact, time will never really heal the pain, those twists and turns you should go through will not be less, and those pains you should bear will not be less.

The four seasons rotate, spring, summer, autumn and winter, cloudy and rainy, everyone loves different weather, but you can't deny the meaning of the existence of other climates because you don't like it.

Those injuries and pains that have been suffered have always been in your heart, like badges, but they pass directly through your flesh and tie them to you, making your blood flow.

Even if the wound eventually scabs, the needle remains in your flesh and blood, always remembering what you have been through.

In the course of life, pain is unavoidable.

And growth may mean that even if you know that the road ahead is bumpy and the pain is coming, you still resolutely face the pain.

You don't run away, you don't give up.

Growth is not about age, but about endurance.

The flowers in the greenhouse, although beautiful, are always fragile.

The weeds in the wilderness, though ugly, are always strong.

Everything Lin Fan has experienced, everything he has seen and heard, is telling him this truth.

It is useless to escape from reality, you can only deceive yourself.

Lin Fan hopes that the young man in front of him who has gone through ups and downs can carry the past, the future is still very long, and he deserves a better future.

......

As the night deepened, Ma Hou rested for a day, and the business of the underworld shop officially opened.

There was no advertising hype, and there was no flower basket decoration at the door, so it opened quietly and plainly in the evening.

There is no signboard, and there is no need to hang any signboard, as long as you put a paper figure or wreath at the door, then everyone who understands will understand.

Of course, in order to avoid passers-by being too disgusted and disgusted, he didn't put things too outside, but just put two paper figures by the door.

One left and one right, one on each side.

The paper figure was painted with exaggerated makeup on his face, and his snow-white face seemed to be covered with a thick layer of white fat powder.

The red lips were like freshly applied red paint, and the bright blush fell on both cheeks, and the expression was slightly smiling, but it didn't look like there was any smile.

Coupled with the dim lighting and the rows of wreaths and incense candles in the shop behind the paper figures, the picture looks particularly eerie and eerie.

On the side of the road, an old man walks home with his young grandson.

The old man looked straight ahead, and the child looked left and right, not at all restless.

The boy looked around and saw the shop at the entrance of the alley on his right.

"Look, grandma, what a big toy man!" The boy said excitedly, pointing his finger to the right.

The old man turned his head, his face changed, and he hurriedly slapped the child's outstretched hand.

"Phew! What toys, small children don't talk nonsense! Hurry up and go, it's really unlucky! ”

The old man pulled the boy away quickly, and as he walked, he faced the door of the store, "Bah, bah! ”

The boy was aggrieved.

In the shop, under the rows of wreaths neatly placed, there are bamboo and wood rocking chairs.

The thin horse was lying on it, rocking leisurely.

He wore a long shirt and sunglasses, like a charlatan.

I can't see if he opens or closes his eyes, he shouldn't have slept either, holding a plastic fan in his hand and fanning it constantly, looking at the appearance of the fan, which shopping mall event gave it away for free.

I saw a line of advertisements clearly printed on the fan.

"Daddy, where are we going?"

"Go to Rongcheng Bohai Andrology!"

"Why?"

"Half the price for the second one!"

The door of the shop was wide open, and Ma Hou heard the words of the old man and his grandson outside the door, but he didn't care, and even thought it was a little funny.

It's useless to hate death, it's always coming.

For thousands of years, people have been reincarnated from birth to death, and who in this world can escape the boundary between life and death?

Those neuropaths who brainwash people always like to fool people into believing in religion and eternal life, but in fact, they are all farts.

You're not an immortal, you're still immortal? Oh, there are no fucking gods in this world.

There are no immortals in the world, this is the first thing the master told himself when he taught himself.

"Why?" This is my first reaction when I hear this sentence, there are people in this world who have ghosts, there are underworld and yang, why are there no immortals? Isn't that weird?

"Silly apprentice, do you see those who seek immortals and worship Buddhas, which one really directly realizes their wishes by seeking immortals?"

"If there are immortals in this world, your master and I will still be so tired and tired to suppress spirits and evil spirits?"

"If there are immortals in this world, won't everyone go to cultivate immortals? What else do you do? Look at the emperors of all dynasties who tried to cultivate immortals and become gods, which feather soared? In the end, it's not just a handful of loess, buried in the ground. ”

"If there are immortals in this world, can they allow foreign devils to invade our China in the past hundred years? Kill my compatriots? Destroy my land? Are they dreaming in heaven one by one? Why didn't they appear when the human beings were devastated? When the country and the people were safe, they enjoyed the people's sacrifices and offerings safely, and when the people were suffering, none of them came out, and they all became turtles with shrunken heads, how could there be such a thing? In the end, it's not on our own? ”

"It's better to believe that there are immortals in this world than to believe in your master and me, there are immortals? Phew! There's a ghost. ”

At that time, I was still very ignorant, so I asked the master: "Then is it true that there has never been an immortal in this world?" ”

"Shhh...... Well......" Master hesitated for a moment, "Then it depends on how you define 'immortal', silly apprentice." ”

"Some people have mastered extraordinary skills through hard practice, transcending the shackles of mortals, they have a longer life than mortals, their bodies are healthier than mortals, they can call the wind and rain and scatter beans into soldiers, and do many things that mortals can't do, such people you may be called immortals."

"Then I want to be like this in the future... No... Immortal! ”

The master immediately gave himself a brain.

"Ouch!"

"Stinky boy, cultivators are the most taboo to be ambitious, you haven't even taken this step in front of you, and you want to fly? Step by step, follow you, Master, and I will practice well. In the end, no one can say what it will be, it all depends on your personal creation, and only you will know what you can cultivate at that time, and you will not see that day when you master. ”

"Is Master that powerful?" Ma Hou asked, covering his head.

"Silly apprentice, if I am so powerful, do I still need to sleep with you in the sun and wind and eat and sleep in the open with you every day? If I were that powerful, I would have gone to the days a long time ago! My life is at the end, and it is hopeless to enter the realm after that, silly apprentice, in the future, it will be up to you to be a teacher. ”

"Then I will practice hard in the future, become a powerful person, become more powerful than Master, and then take you to live a free life!"

"Hahaha! Stinky boy, with your heart, Master and I will be satisfied! ”

"Hey, hey!"

"However, it is getting harder and harder to cultivate in this world, you are still young, you don't understand, and when you get older, you will be able to perceive this subtle change."

Oh, yes.

Ma Hou twisted his fingers and pondered.

Now that I have grown up, and I have been practicing for so many years, I have indeed found that it is becoming more and more difficult to cultivate in this world.

This difficulty has nothing to do with entering the realm, it is not just the reason why it is more difficult to progress higher in the realm, but it is clearly perceived in the process of cultivation that it is a problem between heaven and earth.

The path of cultivation is the path of transcendence from the mundane, which is equivalent to walking upward.

But with the passage of time, you can feel that there is an invisible giant peak in this sky, releasing invisible pressure and suppressing your own cultivation.

The more time passes, the more pressure there is, and the harder it is to get in.

Maybe one day, there will be no one in this world to practice anymore, and mortals will always be just mortals.

It's not that no one wants to practice, it's that this world doesn't agree, and no matter how hard you try, it won't help.

Everyone wants to go against the sky, but how can it be so good against the sky?

If you don't pay attention, you'll die.

The Master looked at the vast sky and said again:

"Perhaps there were once real immortals in this world, who moved mountains and reclaimed the sea, lived forever, and the sun and moon shined together, and the mountains and rivers were immortal. It's just that now they're gone, and everything has become a legend that only exists in myths. As for where they went, no one knows......"

......

Memories are like sand, fading away with the wind.

No matter if you are rich or poor, in the end it is a handful of loess in that box.

Life requires reverence, and so does death.

Ma Hou smiled, but he felt that the world was a little ridiculous, but that was all.

Sitting in a rocking chair and shaking and shaking, shaking and shaking.

Suddenly, jingle bells, and a bell he had placed on the cabinet rang.

He immediately got up, walked to the counter, and looked at the bell in front of him.

This is also one of the objects left to him by the master, the three clear bells, which can perceive soul visions and so on.

The bell rang twice and stopped.

He picked up the bell and walked out the door, looking naturally at the shop opposite.

Ma Hou walked onto the sidewalk, seemingly careless, and then walked directly across from the shop, turned his head to look, and then pulled his sunglasses down with his fingers, revealing his eyes.

I saw that inside the store, I could vaguely see that person was inside.

And then, the man is still holding a person?

Looking at it from a distance, the person he was holding onto seemed to have no movement, allowing him to pull.

Fainted?

Or, dead?

Anger flashed in Ma Hou's eyes.

Is it really, so blatantly harmful?

It really is, how can it be.

Ma Hou clenched his fists tightly and looked at the other side with hatred.

What to do......

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