Chapter 463: Breaking the House in the Rain

Yan Yin was surprised, "Spirit Saint Sixth Order, so strong, how could he be injured, could it be that man, that man injured the intercession senior." ”

"In this world, there are many kinds of injuries, physical injuries, or internal serious injuries, etc., but there is one kind of injury, which is called emotional injury. He smiled and shook his head sadly, "Physical injuries can be treated with medicine, and internal serious injuries can also be slowly recuperated with time, while emotional injuries are spiritual wounds, and even time is difficult to heal them." ”

"Emotional wounds. Yan Yin frowned, then looked at the sadness in a daze, and said, "Ask her senior, her feelings are hurt." ”

"Perhaps. "Who knows, the former party has gradually disappeared in the long river of years, but those sentimental stories never have a perfect ending, since she went to find that person, something happened that we don't know, and then, on a rainy night, the ancestor returned to Qingyue Mountain, and after that, Qingyue Mountain has more of this love." ”

Looking at Yan Yin, he said sadly, " This love pass, at the beginning, was not used for those who were ruthless and ruthless, but a place for the retreat of the love master, and later because the love master passed away for many years, plus the memory of the first head of the love fairy and other ups and downs, a series of rules were set, this love pass gradually became a test of people's level, the death of the love master, died the night before the man came, when she died, the aura of the entire Qingyue Mountain fluctuated greatly, and the whole love pass was also rippling with colorful smoke in it. ”

The colorful smoke, Yan Yin had seen it before, and couldn't help but ask sadly, "Senior, what is that colorful smoke." ”

"That, that's the most dangerous thing in the relationship" Compassion said, "It is all the emotions of the ancestor of the love, and she used great means to detain and stay in this relationship, anyone who enters it, will experience a small part of the emotions she has experienced, if you can go through this complex feeling, then your loyalty to the relationship, it will be recognized by its subconscious, and you will be safe and sound, on the contrary, you will only be trapped forever in the feelings of the ancestor of love, until you slowly die." ”

Shocked, Yan Yin said abruptly, "It's so magical." ”

Nodding seriously, he said sadly" Construct a small world with its own strength, and then lay out a variety of emotional stories in it, each emotional story, real and illusory, even if you pass the test, you will give up your understanding of feelings because of the feelings in it, over the years, I have experienced no less than 100 people who have challenged the relationship, but from it, only three, and of the three, two gave up their understanding of feelings, and there is one, caught in the feelings of the ancestors, and finally became a substitute martyr。 ”

Looking at the long road of white fog ahead, hazy, dreamy and full of mystery,

Suddenly, Yan Yin thought of something and looked at the compassion, "Senior, can you tell me below, who that man is." ”

stood up and said sadly, "Okay, I told you so much, it is also because of your relationship with the head of Bang Xin, and I can also see that you have your own ideas about the understanding of feelings, at least, when the head of Bang Xin defended the woman named Su Yanying in front of the mountain gate and what you did to Ye Qingwu's girl in the Valley of the Dead, I knew that you look a little flowery, but it is not abusive, at least, you really love the people around you." ”

Yan Yin didn't expect Bang Xin to say these things to Compassion, but thinking about it, it was probably for her own good.

"Guess for yourself, man. "Perhaps, when you get out of this love path, I can tell you who he is." ”

The compassionate eyes are full of encouragement and melancholy, encouragement is for Yanyin, and melancholy is for this feeling,

Looking at the love pass, Yan Yin took a deep breath and said slowly, "It's all sad to say that the love is difficult, but how can the person who really loves you get lost in the emotional world of others, this huge illusory emotional world, just use it as a tool to confirm Yan's feelings." ”

Turning around, Yan Yin looked at Compassion and said, "Senior, I don't know what else I can advise my juniors." ”

Looking at Yan Yin, she was silent for a long time, and finally said, "The best advice is not to break through this relationship"

smiled, Yan Yin's eyes flashed with a hint of firmness, "Yan Yin can be the commander of more than 100,000 troops in Northern Xinjiang, not by hesitation, as a party leader, as a warrior, only an unwavering heart can defeat everything." ”

As he spoke, Yan Yin arched his hand to compassion and said, "Senior, the junior is leaving." ”

Watching Yan Yin gradually walk towards the white mist, Sadness suddenly said, "In this relationship, the time of a year is ten days outside, remember, don't stay inside for a long time, and. ”

At the end of the speech, he said in a sad voice, "In this relationship, there is a person, if you meet him, ask me to bring a few words to him." ”

Yan Yin, who was walking towards the white mist, slowly fixed her pace,

"The feelings that have passed away have become illusory, the love that has not been firmly grasped, and no matter how much the memory is remembered after the passing, it is useless, since you have missed the opportunity to seize this love, why not let it go cleanly. The voice of compassion came into Yan Yin's ears word by word, "On the road of love, lock your heart, let the forcible feelings remain, open your heart and let it gradually go with the wind." ”

Nodding secretly, Yan Yin slowly walked towards the road of love,

Soon, the white mist covered his figure and gradually disappeared from the sight of sadness.

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Low eaves, broken bricks,

In a dilapidated house that couldn't block the wind or the rain, a little boy curled up and trembled inside,

It was raining outside, and the wind and rain were blowing through the dilapidated houses inside.

Most of the ground was already wet, and the little boy struggled to find a clean place to continue curling up.

His complexion was already a little purple and blue because of the cold, and his black lips were tightly pursed.

A pair of immature little hands, trying to pull the tattered and incomplete clothes on the body, trying to cover the exposed purple and blue skin,

For three days in a row, the wind was strong outside, and the cold rain was pouring,

The little boy woke up several times in the cold, and then passed out in the cold and hunger,

Several times the little boy woke up and walked to the dilapidated house, looking at the heavy rain outside, his little hands rubbed vigorously on his body, rubbing his face with the little warmth from the rubbing of his palms.

Some of his lips were black, and some were dry and white, and on the skin of his mouth were so dry that many openings were cracked.

Trembling with his hand, the little boy took a little rain that did not look dirty but cold from the eaves, and took it into his mouth one by one.

After a few sips of water, the little boy withdrew his hand,

He wiped his wet hands on the warm clothes that the little boy had only protected him for three days, and then looked around the room.

The house is still somewhat 'clean', except for the broken tiles that fell from the roof, there are some weeds and some bird droppings in the house.

A heavy rain washed away the bird droppings that had already been dried, and a thick smell spread in the house.

Rubbing his belly, the little boy began to look for it in the house,

He looked thin and even a little stunted, but his bright eyes were very clean and clear.

These eyes are very clear, some clever ones are in them, and some are nervous in them,

He searched the house several times, but found nothing.

Finally, he looked at the weeds and a pile of bird droppings,

A pair of immature little hands pulled in the weeds for a long time, and finally when his little hands were cut out of some red scars by the weeds, there was a milky white thing in his hands.

It's a bird's egg, I don't know how long it's been hidden in this weed,

The little boy took the egg and didn't wait to break it and swallow it, but shook it back and forth in his ear.

With a disappointed expression on his face, the boy carefully set the eggs aside, and then pulled them up among the weeds.

After a while, he found two identical eggs.

He shook back and forth a few times as before, and his eyes once again showed a look of disappointment,

Still carefully putting the two eggs aside, the little boy then looked at the bird droppings that had been soaked in rain,

Wiping the rain that fell from the hole above and hit his face, the little boy breathed hard, then pinched his nose with one hand,

And the other hand touched the soaked bird droppings,

In the dirty and smelly bird droppings, the little boy touched them in a pile for a long time, and the stench in the whole dilapidated house became bigger and bigger.

Every time the little boy's face turned red, he hurried to the door.

Letting go of the hand that was pinching his nose, the little boy breathed heavily,

In the house, he did not dare or want to breathe in the foul and foul smell,

And so, after going back and forth several times, after the little boy had touched the piles of guano one after another, there were four more eggs stained with guano in his hands.

Carefully and cautiously took the eggs to a leaky place in the house and carefully washed them one by one with his little hands, and the little boy finally showed a satisfied smile on his face.

Holding the bird's egg and shaking it back and forth in his ear a few times, the little boy's face showed a hint of surprise,

Carefully knocked the egg on the ground, and when it had some cracks but did not break, the little boy tilted his head, put the egg to his mouth, and then gently knocked it on his teeth several times.

A cloud of white and yellow liquid flowed into his mouth, and the little boy's face showed a hint of satisfaction,

Of the four eggs pulled out of guano, three were put into his mouth, and one was placed with the three eggs that had been sent out of the weeds earlier.

Looking at the four bird eggs in front of him, the little boy's clear and bright eyes showed some hesitation,

This hesitation, as if he was making some huge decision,

It's just that why this picture is so poignant, and so can't help choking,

Outside the house, a figure appeared in the rain at some point.

His gaze looked at the little boy inside with some pity,

Several times he was about to take a step forward, but each time, he clenched his fist and pulled his foot back.

"Come on, come on, that little junk must be here. In the distance, there was a loud laugh of a group of children, "Such a heavy rain, the little tattered only this dilapidated house can go, everyone will let the little tattered learn to bark later, and then give a rice ball, the little tattered will be very happy, haha"

I saw a group of neatly dressed and thick children, holding one after another colorful little umbrellas, rushing towards this dilapidated house.

As they passed by the figure outside the house, there was clearly a slight fluctuation spreading,

Then I saw them pass through the figure without hindrance, and go towards the broken house.

Looking at the dilapidated house, the figure slowly raised his hand and said to himself, "Why have I become an illusion, but they are real, is this really an illusory world, but why, everything is so real." ”