A literati once praised it and said: "The poplar tree does not die for a thousand years, it does not fall down after a thousand years of death, it is immortal for a thousand years, it is cast for a thousand years, and it is an ode to the unyielding quality for ten thousand years." ”

The poplar tree is stuck in the Gobi Desert, using its tenacious soul to see how the wind and clouds change, in this far away, silently looking forward to one tomorrow after another.

After Gou Haodong finished singing the praise song in his heart, he looked up at the towering poplar in front of him.

It has broken free from the shackles of its race and has grown into a towering tree. The thick trunk of the tree coiled over the dragon, and the branches and leaves shimmered with fine golden light, like a golden cast, shining in the darkness.

Gou Haodong gently put his hand on the trunk of the tree, and a faint consciousness passed into his mind, as pure as a baby.

"Who are you?"

"I am a human being, my name is Gou Haodong."

"What about them?"

Populus euphratica is like a problem baby, and endless ideas are thrown to Gou Haodong, and Gou Haodong is a little upset to explain to it.

"Are humans badas?"

The abrupt question made Gou Haodong unable to react for a while, and only after a long time did he slowly answer: "All things in time should be divided into two to look at, human beings are a whole, but they are composed of billions of individuals. There is no absolute good or bad or right or wrong, of course, there will be a clear division, I can only say that some are bad guys, some are good, and there are always more good people than bad people. ”

The poplar tree shakes its branches and leaves and makes a rustling sound. The immature voice sounded again: "The person who buried me at the beginning said that when I can speak, the fruit will be ripe, and someone will come to take the fruit, is that you?" ”

Gou Haodong looked back at the two of them, and his eyes showed surprise. It's really hard to find a place to break through the iron shoes, and it takes no effort to get it.

"I did come in search of fruit, for the revival of Reiki." Gou Haodong replied.

"Well, there are three levels below, if you pass, you can get the fruit, if not, I have to wait for the real destined person." The poplar tree trunk opened a human-shaped hole, and inside it was a chaotic color like a spatial crack.

Gou Haodong was about to walk in, and Song Sixuan grabbed his arm: "What are you going to do?" ”

"This little poplar told me that you can only get the fruit by going in and clearing the customs." Gou Haodong explained.

Song Sixuan turned to the voice: "Trust it casually? What about the evidence? ”

"Sister, I'm not a liar." The sudden sound startled the two people.

"Can you hear the transmission?" Song Sixuan asked in surprise.

The sound of the poplar tree in the canopy of the poplar tree was heard as it automatically cracked and split into two halves, and an inconspicuous weed flew out and floated in front of the three of them, and the rich breath of life rippled and refreshed people's hearts.

"It's ...... Key? Gou Haodong looked at the poplar tree in front of him.

Weeds return to the poplar trees: "Believe me now?" ”

Gou Haodong nodded at Song Sixuan, and gently pushed away Song Sixuan's hand that grabbed him: "Believe, I'm ready." ”

"Wait, can we be together?" Song Sixuan asked.

"No, the fruit and the key can only be given to one person."

Gou Haodong smiled at Song Sixuan, walked to the entrance of the cave, carefully poked his hand into the cave, there was nothing abnormal, looked back and stepped in.

Consciousness swirled, opened his eyes again, and woke up from his bed.

Looking up, the calendar on the desk marked that tomorrow was Gou Haodong's eighteenth birthday.

The mobile phone in his hand is still a message from Song Sixuan.

"That's right, think about it, in our ancient Chinese mythology and Western mythology, there are a group of extraordinary beings who can call the wind and rain and change the heavens and the earth. Coincidentally, they are all similar aliens, with a bull's head and a snake's tail. Is it a coincidence that different peoples, severing their ties, have imagined similar gods? What if it was a real civilization that had been worn out by time? If it can be handed down, isn't it the immortal cultivation in the eyes of mortals?"

Wait, this one is...... Wasn't this the day before I embarked on the path of spiritual practice? Gou Haodong rolled over and jumped off the bed in surprise.

"I crossed over?" Gou Haodong searched his memory carefully, and the last scene was the horse-headed man's hooves falling fiercely at him, Song Sixuan, and another person, and then it was completely dark in front of him.

Gou Haodong looked at the ceiling: "I'm reborn." ”

I felt the power in my body, and I held it for a long time, and I didn't think about anything else except a little stool.

"Whew-" Originally, cultivating immortals was only available in the interior, but now with rebirth, it's almost the same.

The memories of the past are like slush claws left by a big dream, and the details can no longer be remembered, only a vague approximation.

That's enough, and lightning protection will be enough when the time comes.

The mobile phone prompt sounded, and Song Sixuan sent another message.

"What about people?"

Gou Haodong looked at the time, twenty minutes had passed, and quickly replied: "I accidentally fell asleep just now, hehe." ”

"Stolen number? This 'hehe' is very unrelenting. Behind it was a look of surprise.

"What should that be?"

A picture of a steel mill was sent, and Gou Haodong burst out laughing.

Wrong! Gou Haodong suddenly woke up, hugged his head and recalled seriously: In my memory, when Song Sixuan finished her tirade, her parents would come to pick him up, and now this conversation has continued.

It should be the butterfly effect, and it makes sense that rebirth is something other than the original trajectory, and the course of life has changed because of this.

Looking through the call logs, Dad didn't call in advance.

It's a little uncomfortable not to follow the script, although I don't remember it very clearly, but the sense of dislocation is particularly obvious.

"Xuan, believe it or not, I will prophesy." Gou Haodong put his attention back on his mobile phone, and his fingers quickly typed a line. 's own girlfriend, not flirtatious, not flirtatious.

Song Sixuan on the other side was confused, Gou Haodong was driven home, and it was not normal for him to be affected in his heart? But she replied, "Really? So powerful? ”

"In a few days, you'll be sharing your secrets with me." She will have a showdown that she is a monk.

"You already know?" A series of question marks followed.

Gou Haodong looked at the screen and learned to be a domineering president and smiled, "Of course." ”

"What about you...... Would you like to? ”

Well??? Gou Haodong is stupid, how is it different from what he imagined. She should have a showdown that she is a monk, what is willing or not?

The phone rang, and it turned out to be Song Sixuan's.

Gou Haodong picked up the phone puzzled: "Hey? ”

"I think it's best to say this to your face, are you free?" Song Sixuan's voice was a little excited.

"There is ......" Gou Haodong couldn't react.

"That's the coffee shop downstairs in your house, I'm looking for you." The phone hung up in a hurry, and Gou Haodong looked at the ceiling in confusion.

Looking at this, it is definitely not about cultivating immortals, so what will it be?

That's it, let's meet first.

Choosing a navy blue shirt and khaki trousers, Gou Haodong pulled his hair in front of the mirror and walked out the door.

A slender figure was waiting for something.

Gou Haodong went up and covered her eyes: "Guess who I am?" ”

"Gou Haodong!" Suddenly, I heard someone on the other side of the road shouting about me, and I saw that it was Song Sixuan.

There seemed to be thousands of grass and mud horses whistling past in his heart, Gou Haodong immediately jumped away from the girl who caught the wrong one, and bowed down again and again to apologize: "I'm sorry!" ”

Song Sixuan ran over from across the road and looked at Gou Haodong's confused behavior suspiciously.

The girl who had been mistaken turned around and waved at Gou Haodong to show that she didn't care.

"Jiang Qiantang?" Gou Haodong felt that the whole world was joking with him.

"You know me?" "You know her?" The two women said in unison.

"I don't understand, so I'll ask, are you monks?" Gou Haodong shook his head, not wanting to dwell on it anymore.

Song Sixuan was surprised: "What monk?" ”

Gou Haodong chuckled in his heart, and heard Jiang Qiantang say, "Is that the one who flies in the sky?" Definitely not, if I were a monk, what kind of taxi would I take and just fly away? Although I don't know why you know me, I'm still very happy to see you, the car is coming, I'll go first, goodbye. ”

"No, no, no, no." Gou Haodong squatted on the ground, scratching his hair in confusion: "What's wrong!" I seem to have forgotten something. ”

"What's wrong with you?" Song Sixuan bent down to approach him with concern, her face full of concern. Didn't Gou Haodong know that he liked him, and originally wanted to ask him if he would like to be his boyfriend, but what is he like now......

The TV in the breakfast shop was occupied by the boss's daughter, and the piercing rap sounded just right: "It's just a dream, and I'm still very moved when I wake up......"

A large cloud drifted in, just obscuring the sun in the sky and casting shadows.

Gou Haodong stood up like a walking corpse, his mind empty. That wonderful half-year life, in just 20 minutes, was shown by a dream? Their own avenues and perseverance are all fake?

"Gou Haodong, I like you, can you be my boyfriend?" Song Sixuan on the side plucked up her courage and asked with a red face.

"Huh?" Gou Haodong was stunned for a moment, then took Song Sixuan into his arms and muttered, "It has always been." ”

This is the eighteenth birthday, no surprises. Mom and Dad came home from a business trip and had a dull birthday like the previous seventeen years.

There is no master grandfather, no Xuanzhen Gate, and no so-called spiritual empowerment.

Except for Song Sixuan who accidentally became her girlfriend again, everything has changed. Or more accurately, that's how life should be.

Gou Haodong became very deep, looking into the distance from time to time. I also studied hard, and although it didn't change the fact that I was at the bottom, it was obvious that my grades were steadily improving.

"I feel like I'm going back one day, and I'm suddenly ripe." "But it looks like there's something on the mind." "Pressure." The teachers communicated Gou Haodong's state in the office, thinking that the test-oriented education and college entrance examination mode were too torturous for children.

In the college entrance examination, Gou Haodong went from the bottom to the top ten, and successfully entered the undergraduate school, while Song Sixuan entered Shuimu University.

She was in a long-distance relationship in her freshman year, broke up in her sophomore year, sent her abroad in her junior year, and did an internship in her senior year. Stepping into society, the son inherits the father's business.

The family is rich, the young man is handsome and hardworking, and there is an endless stream of blind dates looking for him, and in the end he can't resist the soft grinding and hard bubbles of his parents, so he chooses a girl who is not very good-looking, but takes care of his family and supports his family.

Get married, give birth to a dragon and phoenix, send the children to school, day after day, year after year, and finally send the children into the palace of marriage respectively.

My wife took the first step, and he was always nestled on the sofa, basking in the warm sun, smoking and thinking about something. The children are very strange, for as long as they can remember, their father seems to have always had something on his mind, but he never mentioned it to others.

In this life, he has lost a lot, and he always feels that there is a detail he has forgotten and has been thinking about it for decades.

The only thing that cannot be forgotten is the twenty-minute dream, and he used all his energy to recall, including the most precious seconds of returning to the light.

Come to remember, I'm testing, I'm a monk!

The dream collapsed, and Gou Haodong opened his eyes.