Chapter 15: Dreaming Back to Ten Thousand Years (2)
A bluestone slab can only accommodate one person to sit on it, but there is a young man lying on it in a big shape, his limbs hanging in the air, snoring.
The vines and grass, the chirping birds, the wind is just right, the sun is just right, and the teenager is covered in it without any mistakes.
When he closed his eyes, the wind was light.
When he opened his eyes, the galaxy changed.
He was born in this world, a world where there are no other creatures except him, but I don't know how many years have passed, the sun, moon and stars have appeared, flowers, birds, fish and insects have appeared, and many things have never been seen before.
The boy seemed to wake up, and he rubbed his eyes, but a butterfly happened to land on his finger.
He immediately stopped, blinked his eyes and looked at the butterfly, showing an innocent smile, and reached out to catch the butterfly, but the butterfly slipped away from his fingertips.
He chases the butterfly, and the butterfly takes him through every inch of the world.
In fact, he can catch butterflies as soon as he stretches out his hand, but he doesn't want them, what he likes is not butterflies, but chasing butterflies.
He is tireless, and there is no day or night, or there is no black and white day and night in his world.
The butterfly landed on a banana tree, and he was curious to break off a bunch and bite it directly, but spit it out.
Apes soon gathered around, smiling with their teeth and claws, as if laughing at the boy's inability to eat bananas.
The boy was overjoyed, and learned how to laugh at the apes, and the apes immediately chirped and rejoiced, and they taught the boy how to eat the fruits of the forest, how to wander among the mountains and forests, and how to look at the treetops.
The butterfly flew away, and he said goodbye to this group of good friends, and before leaving, he accepted a tree full of all kinds of fruits.
The boy chased butterflies with a fruit tree on his back, thinking that it was good that there was no end to this world.
I don't know how long they have been chasing, a river appeared in front of them, standing on this side of the river, they can't see the other side at all, and what is even more strange is that there are shining stars in the river, as if they are dotted on the brocade cloth.
The boy was stunned by such a dreamy picture, and the butterfly also landed on his shoulder, as if admiring the dreamy scenery with him.
The boy suddenly rose, and a fierce man plunged into the water, splashing a large splash, and countless stars in the water actually surrounded him, setting off him with incomparable holiness.
The butterfly remained on the shore and landed on the fruit tree.
The young man frowned, returned to the shore, touched his head and turned around twice, stretched out a finger, and a wound slowly appeared on the white and flawless finger, and a drop of golden blood rolled down from the wound.
At this moment, the sky and the earth suddenly changed color, the black clouds continued to gather, the river was turbulent, the wind was howling, the color of the grass on the ground gradually faded, the thorns continued to spread, and all kinds of terrifying sounds in the darkness continued to sound.
The butterfly soaked in the blood of the young man curled up in the palm of the young man's hand, and his whole body exuded a brilliant light, which was crystal clear as if it was carved from white jade.
The boy held the butterfly in his hand, and he took a step forward, as if in response to the malice of the unknown creatures, ripples rippled out from under his feet, the clouds dispersed, the wind stopped, the withered grass rejuvenated, the thorns burrowed back into the soil, and the blue sky reappeared.
The light on the butterfly also dissipated, and it returned to its original appearance.
The boy was very excited to leap into the river with the butterflies, which kept hovering above his head, occasionally landing on his shoulders, occasionally swooping down on the stars, stirring up ripples in circles.
The most interesting thing in the river is that there is an old turtle, which is the size of a mountain, and there is a stone tablet on top of the tortoiseshell, and I don't know what is written on the stone tablet.
The young man was playful and wanted to catch the old turtle's head, but the old turtle immediately became a turtle with a shrunken head, and the young man had no way to take this hard turtle shell, so he could only give up.
As long as there is a beginning, there must be an end, and most things in the world are like this.
When they reached the opposite bank, which was a misty mountain, the boy immediately thought of the apes, and with great excitement followed the butterflies into the forest.
He stood on the trunk of a tree and roared, he tossed through the forest, he found a lot of fruit, but he didn't see a friend.
The butterfly continued to fly forward, over the quiet, panicked forest.
Behind the mountains were magnificent palaces, but the boy didn't know that these were palaces, and there had never been any such thing in his world.
He saw people exactly like him, their mouths open and closed, speaking words that the boy did not understand, and the boy was laughed at for the language that the ape had given him.
The boy didn't laugh with them this time, he sensed malice in their laughter.
He already wanted to go back, but he didn't know how to tell the butterfly.
The butterfly continued to fly forward, and the spirit of the boy deteriorated day by day, and he learned the language of man, but he did not like the cunning and treachery of man.
Until one day, the butterfly landed on a flower with four petals, each of which was like glass, and a little pink brilliance poured into the butterfly's body.
The boy waited for the butterfly, waiting for the butterfly to go back with him.
"Bold and demonic! Dare to absorb the chalcedony of heaven and earth!" Bursts of thunder sounded in the inky sky, and a golden dragon lit up the darkness and pounced on the butterfly, intending to strangle the butterfly on the spot.
The young man naturally didn't allow it, the whole person rose from the ground, clenched his fists and rushed towards the golden dragon, the golden dragon was shattered, and the young man was also covered in blood, but his blood was golden, like a golden-bodied Arhat.
"Bless the demons!"
As soon as the words fell, three golden dragons broke through the inky sky, and their mouths were mixed with purple thunder and lightning, and they swooped towards the boy and the butterfly.
At this moment, the butterfly's whole body burst out with pink brilliance, turning into a woman, and as soon as she appeared, she pushed the boy away, and at the same time, a pink mist instantly wrapped the boy.
The boy heard the last three words of the butterfly.
"Thank you. ”
The butterfly was engulfed in golden light, and the boy disappeared into the sky like a meteor in the pink mist.
A bluestone slab can only accommodate one person to sit on it, but there is a young man lying on it in a big shape, his limbs hanging in the air, snoring.
The vines and grass, the chirping birds, the wind is just right, the sun is just right, and the teenager is covered in it without any mistakes.
When he closed his eyes, the wind was light.
When he opened his eyes, the galaxy changed.
It's just that the first thing he said when he opened his eyes was, "I'm coming for you!"
Mountains and rivers crumbled, plants and trees withered, everything disappeared, and the world was annihilated in a single thought.
Nan Haoming looked at the person in front of him, and the invisible flame emitted a different throbbing.
"Ah Die, I'm here to save you. ”