Killing, non-stop killing, the knife is heavy.

Corpses, corpses that can't be stepped on, blood is thick.

Stumps, skulls, scorched earth, ruins.

Dead.

"The willows are green in March and the flowers are in April, and the children's faces are like flowers"

"In May and June, people are emaciated, and children are delicate and their arms are like lotus roots"

"July rhombic flowers and August lotus, children's pink and delicate smiles"

The woman's desolate song reverberated in the empty and gloomy sky.

Hoarse but tactful, calm as everyday.

Following the sound, after layers of smoke, among the corpses all over the ground, an old woman held a baby less than half a year old in her arms, gently patting and singing and coaxing, the child was richly dressed, born very cute, attracted by the singing, babbling and laughing in her mouth, and kicking and hitting her little hands and feet from time to time.

The old woman's leg had been severed, leaving trails on the ground, blood gushing down, and she leaned against several corpses, it didn't matter if they were her family, if they were her enemies.

She looked straight ahead steadily, there was no panic in her eyes, only the calm after trying her best, and instead, she lowered her head and patted the child gently, extremely gently.

"September, October... The heavy knife slashed sharply in the air, and the song stopped abruptly, two people on the ground, four and a half.

“。。。 Yes.. Yes... Xi wanted to shout but couldn't shout, as if sinking deep underground, opening his mouth wide but not making a sound, he panicked, he tried to open his eyes, trying to see the murderer clearly, but his eyelids seemed to weigh a thousand pounds, he couldn't see clearly, the sound of the knife cutting through the gravel kept ringing in his ears, he wanted to escape but couldn't move. In desperation, he shouted, "Master!"

Xi woke up in a cold sweat and soaked through his bedclothes. It was quiet all around, and Ruixiang burned slowly, and the straight smoke rose and occasionally circled. This is his dormitory, as usual.

The breeze blew, Xi only felt that his face was cold, and when he reached out and touched it, his face was full of tears, and his heart was sad, as if he was a mature man, not the state of mind he should have at his age.

Sitting on his own bed, he lost his mind for a long time, somehow. Recently, I often dream of this scene, and the real thing is as if I am at the scene, and every time I want to see the comer, I can't.

Xi didn't call the waiter, he slowly changed his clothes, and while changing, he thought, the master said that one of the signs of advanced cultivation is that there is no dream and no thought, and the state of mind is clear, but I have this strange dream every day, it is not that there is a mistake in the practice, no, I have to inform the master about this matter.

Night takes out a tortoiseshell box from the corner of the bookcase, which is full of treasures that Hee loved when she was a child. Although Xi is still young, since he has practiced diligently, his mind is far calmer and more mature than that of Longzi of the same age, and he no longer fiddles with these things.

The tail feathers replaced by the Dapeng Goldfinch can transform into a streamer in the night sky, the keel tip of the ancient divine fish, the unicorn baby teeth that can guide the way in the water, can avoid fire, and the thousand-year-old conch shell that can sing by itself。。。。。。 Xi used to be naughty and playful, refusing to practice with peace of mind, or simply skipping class, so he collected these things at night to lure him to practice.

"Master... Xi hurriedly came and told him in detail about his dreams these days: "Master, is it because of my deviation in my cultivation that I have this strange dream every day?"

After hearing what Xi said, the master was silent for a moment, and then smiled and comforted him: "Xiao Xi, no defense, don't care." ”

"But it's the same every time, it's not like a dream... ”

"Xiaoxi, our life is nothing more than a big dream, and there is no reality, not to mention that this dream within a dream is even more illusory. If you dream again, just watch it on the wall, just let it live, let it perish, don't pay attention to it, what can it do to you. ”

Seeing that Xi was thoughtful, Ye continued to teach: "Xiao Xi, just like you treat the various realms that arise during your daily practice, when the realm arises, don't cling to the realm, the realm is just the realm; ”

"Okay... "Xi secretly wondered in his heart, he has been studying diligently for a while, and he has gradually lost his attachment in various realms, why he is so entangled and lingering when he sees this dream.

Seeing this, Ye touched his head: "You are diligent and diligent every day, maybe you are too tightly restrained, and your cultivation should be lenient and tight, so that if you are given a day off for the teacher, you will let go of playing as much as you want." ”

"Really," Hee was overjoyed, "then can I go to the human world to play?"

"Yes. Ye smiled and took the small box, "These are your childhood treasures, and they were originally put away for you to practice, but now they don't need them, you can take them and dispose of them yourself." ”

"Thank you, Master. Although the shadow of the dream was still there, the thought of being able to go to the world to play with that little fool made Xi's heart instantly jump.

Hee happily retired, tossing and turning around with the treasures in the box as he walked, thinking that he was going to deceive the little fool with these, and when he thought of the fool's eyes wide open and exclaiming, his mood immediately improved.

Ye looked at Xihuan leaving happily, and his expression was slightly complicated.