On October 27, we left for the house, and my father only told us to be careful about everything, and we didn't say anything.

The weather became colder day by day, and it snowed in November.

It's hard to walk by water, and it's the same on land. The car we were in was delayed for several days on the road because of snow. The road was difficult to walk, and the car was even more difficult to hire, so I had to share a ride with others. "The car is prone to problems this day, and the road is not easy to walk, so I may fall into a snow pit at some point." ”

Wu Zhen was even more anxious than me: "Can you go to the capital before fifteen?" ”

"No one can say anything about this." The handlebar style sighed white, and pulled the brim of the hat down a little more: "Little brother, retract your head quickly, this wind is like a knife, you people in the south can't stand it." ”

Wu Zhen muttered: "We are not from the south, how can Guanghua Mountain be regarded as a ...... in the south?"

This north and south are relative, and when we go to Tujiazhuang, we are considered northerners. If we go to the capital, we are from the south.

Sitting in the carriage, the cart staggered, and the people were drowsy. Wu Zhen wrinkled his brows and refused to take a nap: "I dozed off during the day, and I couldn't sleep at night, the taste was too uncomfortable." ”

"I can be there before fifteen." I looked at the sky: "As long as it doesn't snow anymore." ”

"I also know that if it doesn't snow, I can naturally get to the ......" Wu Zhen said stupidly: "But whether it snows or not is God's final say, he is not convenient for others, what can we do?" ”

The handlebar interjected: "Little brother, you can't say that, although people who travel like to have sunny days every day, but if there is no rain or snow, this land will not die of drought?" How do crops grow? As the saying goes, the snow is a good year, and the wind and rain are smooth......"

Wu Zhen was not annoyed when he robbed him, and said with a smile: "The truth is clear, but at this moment, I am looking forward to the sunny weather." ”

There are many people on the road. When you cross the bridge, you have to wait. We got out of the car and asked for a pot of hot tea in the tea house. The tea house is full of people, waiting to cross the bridge, resting, there are still people driving sheep, the bleating of sheep is mixed with the noisy and messy human voices, the smell in the tea house is not very good, for fear of the wind The windows are sealed, the house burns a charcoal basin, and a piece of smoke and miscellaneous gas is chaotic and dirty. Luckily, it came out in men's clothes, if it was women's clothes. It's really impossible to sit in a place where fish and dragons are mixed.

Wu Zhen suddenly clapped my hand and pointed to the side against the east wall: "Hey, look." ”

I turned my head away. There were a few tables of people sitting there, old and young, men and women, looking like people all the way. Wu Zhen refers to the flag placed against the wall, the flag is half-hanging, but the words on it can be seen.

"Night Fragrance Class."

"That's right. It's really fateful, I met them last time, and I met them again this time. ”

We weren't very familiar with this night fragrance class, but Wu Zhen and I both remembered the little girl who was desperately practicing Purple Qi Donglai and Fire Tree Silver Flower.

Although he looks ugly, his understanding is acceptable.

"You can't get out of it all your life in such a team. Talent is also buried. Wu Zhen whispered, "Why don't we help her?" ”

"Well......" I thought for a moment, "if she wants to, then it would be better to help her." No matter how good the foundation is. Once you are ten years old, it is too late to learn anything. Even if we start teaching now, it is already a little late, and I am afraid that we will only achieve limited things in the future. ”

"Of the two teenagers you rescued from the traffickers last time, one of them was taken away by his father-in-law's old friend. Is it said that he has excellent qualifications? Is he ten years old? ”

"There are always one or two geniuses." I turned my head to the side, and I didn't see the child from last time among the people in the night fragrance class. He said, "That man has great understanding and a strong heart. Ordinary illusionists ...... "I swallowed the following words back.

My father once said that the more talented you are, the more dangerous you are. One of his senior brothers is very talented, but he went crazy and was stupid and crazy in the second half of his life. My father said that his mind was lost and he would never be able to get it back.

"Lost where?" I asked that at the time.

My father just smiled at me, "Whether it's kendo or illusion, tell me, why do we practice this day after day, year after year?" ”

I was speechless.

Yes and why?

It seems that I have always been torn between the words "to learn", but I have never thought about "why to learn".

The swordsman who practices the sword can also be said to be in order to hoe the tyranny and peace for the Heavenly Dao.

No matter which sect or sect we have in our illusions, they are often considered evil and crooked. But the world is not wrong, in the art of illusion, there are indeed many evil characters, who are not right, and do evil-

"You know, there was a sword immortal hundreds of years ago......"

I nodded, and it was already a legend.

"I know, the sword immortal is in the white screen, and the evil Jiao becomes an immortal after the evil Jiao......"

I just thought it was a legend, why did my father suddenly mention this?

In fact, there was another person who killed the evil Jiao with him at that time, but it was unknown. That person was the Illusion Immortal Master Zhen Hui. ”

My eyes widened: "Phantom Immortal Master? ”

"Yes, Phantom Master. Legend has it that Yu Baiping and Zhen Hui are a couple of lovers, Yu Baiping's sword can already cut off the light and sound, and even, legend has it that he has made more progress when he punishes the evil Jiao, the sword is broken, and after being seriously injured, he can release the sword qi, and even the time is cut off in an instant, and he killed the evil Jiao. But without Zhen Hui's help, he wouldn't have been able to succeed. Zhen Hui used illusion to transform into an illusion that looked like an evil Jiao, and that illusion Jiao was not only an illusion, but also extremely powerful......

"It's ......" I can't imagine.

I've been practicing illusion since I was a child, and I've known some powerful tricks in recent years. It's not difficult to conjure a tiger with illusions, even those who run the rivers and lakes can do it, but you have to convince everyone that the tiger is real, and that when you are attacked by a tiger, you will be injured, bleed, and hurt - although those are all illusions, this is the power of illusionists. Some people will be scared to death by illusion, but that is also scared to death, in fact, he is not injured in the slightest.

Because the tiger has no power to hurt people, all harm, pain, and horror are just illusions.

Father said, the Jiao that came out of it has power - then, what kind of realm is that?

Where did the power of Jiao come from?

How can something come out of nothing?

"Become an immortal with a sword, and become an immortal with illusion...... Two paths, different paths to the same end. This kind of thing is too ethereal, and there are only so many people for hundreds of years, and I don't know if it's true or not. But sometimes when I settle down, I often feel a kind of constraint, my consciousness is expanding, it is rising, but there is always something missing. I feel that as long as this layer of shackles is broken, it will be a completely different new realm and new world. But...... I don't know how to break it, and I don't know what the new realm is. ”

I opened my mouth and stammered: "Is it ...... Father, will you also become an immortal? ”

"I don't know." My father touched my hair: "My senior brother is more intelligent than me, and his talent is also stronger, and what I can perceive, he should be able to." I can't break through Mou, maybe he can, but ......"

I shuddered and grabbed my father's hand tightly.

But the man was crazy.

The theory of becoming an immortal is too empty, but the example of becoming a crazy and stupid person is alive in front of him.

I don't know what that restraint my father was talking about.

Maybe I won't get to that in my life.

Immortals, after all, only exist in legends.

It was our turn to cross the bridge, the railings on both sides of the bridge were long gone, only some bare stone stubble was still there, and more than ten zhang below the bridge was the rushing river, although the weather was cold, the river water was not frozen.

The bridge is not wide, and two cars walked side by side, and our car pulled over a little, Wu Zhen lifted the curtain and looked out, and quickly retracted his head at a glance, covering his chest, and his face was not very good-looking.

"What's wrong?"

"It's scary...... It looks like it's going to slide down soon! She steadied: "Why doesn't this bridge have a railing, even if you pull two ropes to protect Ichigo." ”

"Don't be afraid." I said with a grin, fiddling with the red thread on my wrist: "Even if you fall, I will definitely be able to tie you up." ”

Wu Zhen seemed to want to pounce on me and twist me, but because of the current situation, she still sat in her place and didn't move, but a small knife flew out of her eyes and shot at me.

The car was moving slowly, the bridge seemed to never be crossed, Wu Zhen bit his lip and sat stiffly, I listened to the sound of the river, but remembered the time we listened to the music on the boat. The singing, the sound of the piano, and the sound of the waves crashing on the shore.

I often think of the dimly lit cabin, the light of a candle like a bean, the rustle of weeping willows on the canopy, the sound of water waves, and the sound of singing in the distance.

We were so close that I could smell his breath and—even feel the temperature on him.

I think of the tune he played when I first met.

Maybe it's my delusion, but it seems that the sound of the lonely flute really echoes in my ears.

I closed my eyes, and the sound of the flute grew clearer and clearer.

Wu Zhen suddenly pushed me: "Wu Ning, did you hear that?" There was the sound of a flute. ”

Yes?

Wu Zhen can hear it, so isn't it my delusion?

I lifted the curtain and looked out. Outside, it began to snow again, and the sky and the earth were blank and cold. In the distance, I saw a man standing under a tree on the opposite bank.

The sound of the flute became softer and softer, although the river was full of snow in front of him, but the joy in the song was the man who saw the beautiful woman he loved, and his feelings were turbulent and he couldn't help himself.

The man's unspeakable admiration is fully expressed in the song.

Wu Zhen also saw it, and exclaimed in a low voice: "Huh? Isn't that Wen Fei? ”

I nodded, reluctant to blink my eyes, the cold, soft snowflakes brushed on my cheeks, and I was shocked to realize how hot my cheeks were.

I don't know why, I obviously understand his heart, and I know that he treats me in his heart as much as I do to him......

Why, in the sweetness, I still taste a trace of sadness and desolation?

That's it......

Because, the couple in the song did not have a lover in the end. (To be continued)