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Wu Yue walked as he pleased, without a direction, without a goal, 13 he could go wherever he wanted. Walking through the famous mountains and rivers, also walking through the West Lake of the East China Sea, seeing the spring coming and summer, and also passing by the autumn and winter, just walking.

As time went on, even Wu Yue began to forget, forgetting how many roads he had walked, how many people he had met, and what he was looking for. Is it real? What is real. Do you think all this is true? Wu Yue didn't know.

Southland.

This is a country of smoke and rain, Wu Yue doesn't know how many times he has been here, but he has a feeling that this place can give him the answer. It's really special here, it's special in the whole world.

Mortals have faith, and their beliefs are naturally immortal. Nanguo, on the other hand, is a special place, where the main religion is not the immortals, but more temples. What's even more special is that although there are many immortals here, they have survived peacefully. Looking at the previous style of Bodhizi, you can think that the immortal clan is far from being relaxed and freehand for mortals.

There are many temples, and there are 4,800 large and small. Wu Yue wandered casually, listening to the voice of his heart, he was searching, looking for the true and false, and more importantly, looking for life. It's like the original self, everything is to live, simply live, even if there is nothing.

Night falls.

A rain fell down and brought a chill into the clothes.

Wu Yue raised his head and found that he had now walked in front of a temple, which was an abandoned temple. You can still faintly see the light of the fire inside, and there are bursts of conversation, like human smoke.

Although there are also people in the south who come to the country, it is night, after all, it is night, and when there is no light, people will inevitably be more vigilant.

There is an iron pot on top of a fire, and some meat is boiled in it, and the aroma of meat is particularly attractive on this rainy night. There were also a few big men, sitting around the fire, who were originally talking about themselves, and when they saw Wu Yue walking in, they were all vigilant.

Wu Yue sat on the other side, and he ignored these people. And seeing Wu Yue's appearance, several people were also a little relieved, looking like he was just a son. But even then, a few people spoke much quieter.

After a while, the door of the temple creaked open again.

First a cold wind blew, and then a man staggered in, and sat down in a corner without looking at them.

"Brother, close the door. One of them said loudly, they were already a little unhappy when they were disturbed by two people in a row, and if they weren't in the field, they would have caused a fist and kick incident.

"Why do you want to close?" said the man, who sat not far from Wu Yue.

"The wind is blowing outside, and the rain is blowing in, so it's not cold. ”

"Where is it raining...... How can it rain if there is no rain in my heart?" the man muttered in a low voice.

"Grandma's, it turned out to be a madman. One of the men stood up scoldingly, and went over and closed the door, and it was raining again.

"Isn't it a pity to have meat without wine. The madman stood up suddenly, and continued to stagger towards the men.

The sound of touching the knife soldiers sounded in unison, "Brother, let's eat some meat to warm up, and this wine will not be needed." Inside, apparently the leader warned.

"Your heart tells me that what you say is false. The man pointed at the men and laughed loudly.

"Who the hell are you!" Although these people thought that the person in front of them could not pose a threat to them, it was the middle of the night after all, and it was a rainy day, and it was a temple. No matter how you look at this person in front of you, there is something abnormal, and these people suddenly feel a little scared together.

"Wine. The man said the word softly.

A smell of wine suddenly overflowed, this is to see the fairy!

Several people hurriedly knelt on the ground, all of them looking pious.

"Your hearts tell you that it is wine, so it is wine, so it is true. This person suddenly spread his hands and said with a smile: "But I am a mortal, an ordinary person, my name is Wang Xinming." ”

These people didn't understand what Wang Xin was saying, they only felt a little panicked, what did they do?

"What you see is all fake, you don't see anything, just fall asleep, it's all a dream, a dream. ”

Several people slowly stood up and found a more comfortable place to lie down, and after a while, the sound of snoring sounded.

"It's a terrible sight. Wang Xinming said lightly.

"You're coming for me. From Wang Xinming's appearance to his first sentence, Wu Yue had a hunch that he was here for himself, and he could answer his own answers.

"I can't see you, but my heart tells me where you are. So tell me, are you true or false?" Wang Xinshu really looked like he couldn't see Wu Yue, talking to himself.

"Me?

Wu Yue doesn't know!

He walked up to Wang Xinshu and smashed it with a fierce fist, but it seemed that he had only hit a phantom.

"I don't know if I'm real or not. Wang Xinming spoke again, completely ignorant of Wu Yue's behavior.

"What is true or false, what is me?" Wang Xinming looked up at the sky, it was obviously a temple, but in his eyes it was full of stars. "You tell me, and I'll tell you. ”

"I, I think, therefore I am. Wu Yue thought of this answer. How long ago, where did I know such a sentence,

"I think, therefore I am. Wang Xinming's eyes showed confusion again, "Why do I think like this? Who told me this?"

Wu Yue looked at Wang Xinming's face with pain, struggling for a long time, Wang Xinming was already sweating profusely at this time, he was talking to himself again, and said: "Although it is a little simple, it is not impossible to draw the eye." ”

"True or false, what is true or false?"

"What you see outside your dreams is true, and what you see outside your dreams is false. ”

"When you open your eyes, you see that the flowers are real, and when you see them in your heart, you see the flowers are false. ”

"You want to be true, you don't want to be true, you know it's false, you don't know it's false, that's true or false. ”

Wang Xinming's voice became faster and faster, and thunder roared in the sky.

These words were originally like a breeze, but after listening to them, they turned into a flood, and every word was like a sharp sword stabbing heavily into Wu Yue's heart.

"I say it's true, you hear it's false. What you know is true, and what you ask is false. You see that this storm is false, and you see yourself as true. ”

......

Deafening.

Wu Yue raised his head, the sun was shining, and he was surrounded by a vast field.

There are no rainy nights, no temples, and no true or false theories.

It's like a dream. (To be continued.) )