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In the mysterious blue mist, he was like returning to the age of a child, carefree and peaceful, and at the same time let Han Tie think of the birds he had raised by himself as a child, which was the most impressive memory of his childhood.

When I was a child, my father picked up the white pigeon from the field, under the care of the cold iron child, he had a deep affection for the pigeon, and every afternoon after going home, he took the pigeon to play in the wild, the pigeon flew gracefully, and he was behind the pigeon, smiling and chasing.

When Han Tie was immersed in good memories, beside him, a blue mist, with strange changes, between the condensation of the mist, a transparent white dove, appeared in this space, and then the pigeon flapped its wings and flew gracefully in the blue mist.

Han Tie came back to his senses, looked at the pigeon in the blue smoke in amazement, and quietly watched the pigeon shuttle through the smoke until a few minutes later, it turned into smoke again.

After the pigeon disappeared, Han Tie seemed to think of something, he closed his eyes, and quietly remembered a little yellow dog he had raised as a child, and just as he finished meditating on the little yellow dog, the blue mist suddenly flipped and a little yellow dog appeared in the blue smoke.

The little yellow dog is cute and cute, cute and delightful, barking non-stop around the cold iron, and his demeanor and movements are smart. Han Tie looked at the two pinches of white hair on the little yellow dog's front legs, and his heart was slightly excited.

A few minutes later, the yellow dog dissipated, and Han Tie continued to meditate on his girlfriend, who had broken up, and in the mist, a weak and dignified girl appeared in the blue smoke, and the girl stood in the blue smoke with blank eyes.

Han Tie looked at the girl quietly, with a complicated expression, and finally sighed, smiled and shook his head.

When the girl dissipated, the weakness in Han Tie's eyes slowly faded.

At this time, the blue mist is not as dense and tumbling as when it first came in, just like the morning fog in the morning, which dissipates and fades in the heating of the morning sun.

Based on the changes in front of him, the mysterious blue smoke can be repeated, appearing as something in his meditation, but at the same time, it will have to consume itself. The mysterious nature of this blue smoke made Han Tie very curious, he closed his eyes, and couldn't wait to start meditating on the illusory figure, he wanted to test whether he could meditate on things that didn't exist.

The belief in immortals existed in China long before the emergence of Taoism, and was later absorbed by Taoism, and was divided into several levels by Taoism, such as immortals, golden immortals, heavenly immortals, earth immortals, and human immortals. Long before Buddhism was introduced to China, there were legends of immortals in China.

Han Tie's fantasy is an immortal, of course, he has never seen an immortal, but the immortal has an ethereal temperament, free and easy to get rid of reincarnation, control the power of heaven and earth, and see through the loneliness of the red dust.

At the moment when the immortal meditated by Han Tie Xinshen took shape, the entire blue smoke space, like a hot oil pot, was added with a cup of water, and it boiled violently.

The smoke frantically condensed towards a point, and in an instant, it emptied all the blue smoke around it, leaving a blank space, and the smoke condensed a little, exuding a misty smell of dust, as soon as this breath appeared, Han Tie involuntarily thought of the immortal, as if someone in his ear told him that this is the immortal, the breath of the immortal.

The aura swept through the entire space, and faint ripples spread from the point where the immortal qi appeared and spread towards the periphery.

"Is this to create a zào immortal?"

Han Tie's consciousness was shocked, and he felt the appearance of the immortal qi, and his expression was sluggish.

Immortals, passed down since ancient times, immortal and immortal, are the goals pursued by all living beings, at this moment, at this moment, could it be that the immortal of meditation, the breath of the immortal appeared, making Han Tie stunned. Then, the legends of ancient times are true, and there are really immortals.

At this moment, Han Tie's heart surged, an indescribable excitement, it was an unknown emotion, as a modern person, the first to see the immortal moved, unraveling the contradiction between materialism and idealism in his heart.

Han Tie's mind was full of thoughts, but it was completed in an instant. At the same time, the blue smoke condensed, forming a point of immortal energy, which suddenly disappeared without a trace, completely steamed from this space.

Han Tie couldn't help but froze, and before he could react, a huge repulsive force came from this space, acting on his consciousness, and he was instantly repulsed.

"Uh."

Han Tie said in pain, and his left hand naturally stroked his forehead.

Two minutes later, there was still a slight tingling in my head, but it was already within the tolerable range.

When he came back to his senses, he was still holding a strange walnut in his left hand, but at this time, the walnut became the original appearance of picking up in the watch space, with a black and stiff shell, and the name of walnut was really well deserved for it at this time.

"This is also too bizarre, the space that can make wishes come true, immortals can be conceived and born with meditation. But it feels unreal. ”

Han Tie looked at the walnut and muttered to himself.

experienced a series of things, but in just a few minutes, roommate Hu Suo was still reading the novel, only listening to Han Tie's muffled snort in pain, and saw that it was the boss in the bed, so he didn't ask curiously, and continued to lie down.

The eye of the needle pierced by the thumb gathered a drop of blood, and Han Tie dripped the blood on the walnut in line with the principle of not wasting it, and then thought about it, and squeezed it hard with his other hand, and several drops of blood dripped on the walnut one after another.

Walnuts do not refuse, and the dripping blood, like water meets a sponge, is quickly absorbed.

Han Tie blinked his eyes and looked at the walnuts expectantly,

Hope is full, reality is backbone. This sentence made Han Tie at this time deeply experienced.

The expected changes did not grow, and the walnut shell was still rough, which made the cold iron waiting on the side extremely disappointed.

However, Han Tie felt that his connection with walnuts was a little stronger as the blood dripped down.

"No, how can there be a wish in this world, the basic law of the universe is equivalent exchange, although I don't know that walnuts are refined by immortals, or the product of civilization, but the basic laws of the universe must be observed, and energy objects will not disappear and be born out of thin air."

Han Tie frowned, thinking carefully, in the experience just now, although it was "real", but in the reality, it revealed a dream, this dreamy feeling was very familiar, as if he had experienced it countless times.

Yes, it's a dream, it's a dream.

Han Tie suddenly realized that this familiar feeling was a dream that he had to experience almost every night as he grew up.

Dreams, illusory and blurry, carry out every mentally healthy person's life, everyone has to contact dreams every night, maybe when you get up in the morning, you will forget a qiē in your dreams, but this feeling of dreaming, accompanied by the dream feeling of your life, will not be forgotten, in the dream, you can't even tell whether you are dreaming, but that kind of unrestrained, free and natural, the feeling that wishes come true, is deeply engraved in everyone's mind.

In the walnut, I feel unrestrained, and my wishes come true, isn't it just that Fang Da's dream after countless times is really a portrayal.

The walnut scene is the dream scene.

"So, I meditate in it, the blue smoke conjures up animals, immortals, all of which are the feelings of my consciousness, I think that the immortals are fluttering like immortals, domineering, ethereal and dusty, and the blue smoke conjures up the image of this fairy. In fact, there is no zài at all.

Who stipulates that immortals are ethereal and dusty?

Who can be sure that there are immortals?

Even if there are immortals in the universe, can they be consistent with their own fantasy images?

This is simply something made up by one's own imagination, and it is transformed by walnuts.

It's just a kind of self-deception at all, thinking of this, Han Tie couldn't help laughing, isn't this walnut a dream amplifier? It can pull the human will into it, and transform the dream into a qiē, but the blue smoke is scarce, and the dream cannot be completely derived.

Han Tie speculated that the blue mist was probably spiritual power, and when it was in the watch space, Walnut secretly absorbed the spiritual power and stored it in it. at

After the walnut attracts its will into it, it then outlines the dream through a certain mechanism.

Han Tie looked at the walnuts in his palm, and couldn't help but smile bitterly.

The role of walnuts is really chicken ribs for me, I dream every day, is it necessary to enter the walnut alone to experience dreams? Even if you can experience the dream that is more real and simple than in your sleep, it is false after all, and to appreciate the spiritual comfort and enjoyment, in the eyes of Han Tie, who has a pragmatic personality, it is really a futile waste of time and a plaything.

The rising sun shines brightly, shining through the balcony, a ray of scorching light shines into the bedroom, dissipating the cold that has accumulated overnight in the bedroom.

"Boss, you're sitting with a walnut and making wool?"

The third roommate, while getting dressed, asked.

His bed was opposite the boss Han Tie, and when he got up, he looked at the boss facing a black walnut, stunned, and joked with a smile.

As soon as the old Erhu Suo heard walnuts, he looked down at Han Tie with his head probed, and said in a pitiful tone: "Ah, the boss bought walnuts, give me one, I love walnuts, and I can't grow taller when I eat alone." ”

"No, I'm 1.85 meters, I don't need to grow taller, so naturally I don't have your share."

"Cut, isn't it superior?"

"I'm tall, I'm happy, and I contribute to the national height index."

"Haha."

Listening to the quarrel between the boss and Hu Suo, and hearing such an interesting conversation, the roommates all laughed.

"Hehe, this is not a walnut, if you buy a walnut, you must have your share."

"Then sit back and wait for the boss to take care of you."

There was another burst of laughter in the dormitory.

Han Tie smiled heartily.

After the joke, the drowsiness was dispelled by laughter, and the roommates all woke up, got out of bed, put on their clothes, took the washing utensils, and walked towards the water room.

Take out the secret notebook, open the pen, and record your speculations about walnuts, these records, in a few days, will be read by Han Tie, systematically organized, and find the most accurate speculation.

He doesn't have a demon-like mind, he can't do everything, let alone plan the overall situation, he can only find out the role of the reincarnation watch from all kinds of speculations and clues to change his fate.

Finally, after writing down that walnuts are equal to dream amplifiers, put down the pen, put the walnuts in the closet, and lock the wardrobe.

Sitting on the chair, looking at the cold watch, he couldn't help muttering to himself, the more he touched, the more he felt the extraordinaryness of the watch, although the walnut was strange, but Han Tie knew that the root of his exploration was the watch, and the walnut was an item brought out of the watch.