Jumping out of the loop?

"I think but..."

"Hey! It's me, the old woman, who has a lot of tongues. Zixuan Pavilion patted Lin Guyu, "I myself have been obsessed with the things that have been handed down from an ancestor for so many years, what is there to be embarrassed to point fingers at and tell you about other things?" ”

Lin Guyu pursed his lips slightly.

Zi Xuan Ge smiled: "Okay, don't care about these things, when I was young, I didn't like to listen to those old people nagging." ”

"yes."

Some people have to go step by step by themselves to understand what is going on, so they want to say that jumping out is indeed a good solution and they have the ability to pick it out.

Lin Guyu looked at the endless darkness with his eyes.

The problem she had to face was too difficult, but she couldn't do anything about it at this time, and maybe, many years later, she would laugh at herself when she thought about it.

But it will be many years later.

"Let's go, listen to the nonsense that my old woman says. Look at the haunting history of my house. ”

Lin Guyu supported him all the way forward. "I thought you old man had already made this matter clear."

Zixuan Pavilion said with a smile. "Some things are naturally clear, but there are also things that you need to experience."

Old books inevitably smell of mold, and no matter how well they are preserved, the edges have long been wrinkled.

The book cover has obviously been replaced, and even changed more than a few times, it has been carefully retained, and it can be seen when you look at it carefully.

He seemed to be able to smell the fragrance of ink, but in a trance, he found that several insects were accidentally caught in it.

Even on that paper, there are traces of natural decay, but it is difficult to see any damage, which seems to be very well guaranteed, but it makes people feel a little inexplicable.

Odd.

"Looks weird, doesn't it?" Zixuan Pavilion sat on one side, holding the old bookcase in his hand, his old fingers running through the rough wood lines, and every time he pondered, he mixed with more intense historical traces.

Lin Guyu bowed, "Maybe I've seen too little, if I really want to save it, why are there still some insects running over here, why don't you clean it up?" ”

Zi Xuan Ge looked at the white faces on the other side, and the eyes of the two people who were shining with yellow lights were a little glazed.

"Silly boy, these books are just tools of history in them, and the insects that run into them have never had an uncomfortable history."

"Juniors understand."

Lin Guyu's eyes seemed to be a little soft, and he groped gently, and the handwriting on it, little by little, felt the traces left by history.

The fingers slowly brushed over the tender paper leaves, and there was a lot of tenderness in his eyes, swiped over again and again.

The words on it look a little difficult to understand, thanks to the use of today, there are indeed some differences, but the overall down is understandable.

"In the year of Xuanqi, sacrifice and pray to God to bless the country and the people."

"In the second year of Xuanqi, the sacrifice prayed to God to bless the country and the people."

……

Densely written, the notes of the people on it changed layer after layer.

The content hasn't changed at all until...

"In the 17th year of Xuanqi, the sacrifice prayed to God to bless the country and the people, no, the sacrifice made a great wish, and the sacrifice was sacrificed, and the sacrifice died."

I flipped to the next page in a trance, and suddenly realized that I had finished reading this book.

Before that last sentence, everything was the same, like a boring and boring record, there was no nutritional value to look at at at all, but this layer by layer, it seemed to see the unpsychology of generations, and it seemed to see those people, in the cold space of sincere prayer.

They didn't have anything else to do, they just kept the peace of this home.

Pray from the bottom of my heart, I want to get the wind and rain, but there is no certainty in this matter, it is just a person who has made a great vow, and how many can be regarded as true.

How can there be years of smooth weather in the world, hundreds of years of time, is it really not good to have a few years?

Lin Guyu remembered the traces on it, and saw the changes in the font on it, I'm afraid that the bad changes will also be replaced.

What can they do? In that boring and cold place, I wrote down what I had to do in my life word by word, saying that it was God, and there was an unhappy day when they died in Huangquan.

A lifetime, a day, a year, forever a paragraph.

[Boring and boring. 】

Oh, yes.

Cruel and true.

I have lived for a belief for such a sentence all my life, I can't get out of this circle, and I don't have the ability to do anything, such a job, passed on from generation to generation, until the last page, for that sentence, a few short words, I paid my life, and finally changed that word, but what did I do.

[Mission accomplished.] 】

Lin Guyu looked at it coldly, and a few words were reflected in front of his eyes.

What is the reason why you are so persistent? In order for himself to be able to live, for the plot to continue to develop, for the sake of the systematic characters, and for the sake of his beloved, what is it for?

Isn't it like one of the ancient books that you have walked step by step?

【Ringu Rain...... Originally, I should have said something inspiring, or rather, to criticize you harshly, so that you can realize that you can only continue to live if you go on.

It's good if you have this reverie, and you're willing to have my own heart right, and I don't want to refute you...... You may be thinking that you are really in your position, and you are indeed right.

I don't have a way of understanding what kind of interest you have as human beings, I'm just a program.

No matter how much I think about it, I'm just a string of code, and I can't move without my own shell, so I can only ...... in that computer

But the last suggestion is to move forward, stop at this moment, your life will not have a lot of meaning, you have come to this point, just the last trembling, why not take a walk? 】

Good.

Lin Guyu didn't know if he had spoken out.

Looking blankly at the darkness, the room was a little depressed, but it was lit, and a few candles did not illuminate all the colorless.

Zixuan Pavilion didn't speak, but under the light and shadow of the candle, he saw the girl's slow contemplation, and couldn't help but resist his eyes.