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It was not hard to cross the bridge in Shenmo Mountain, but when they were about to cross the bridge, they found that Bingzi and Li Chen had only taken one step. The beads of sweat on his forehead gathered into the size of a bean, dripped down his cheeks on the bridge, did not splash, did not make a sound, and quietly blended into the bridge.

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When a person can go back to his happiest time and never return, is he willing to come back? No, that's how it is.

The kitchen is full of smoke, the smell of rice fills the tip of the nose, and the sound of chopping wood outside the window is full, this is the happiest time for Bingzi.

While eating, Bingzi smiled and watched her parents calculate their monthly livelihood at the dinner table.

"If you count it like this, before Xiao Bingzi is sixteen years old, I should earn enough money for Xiao Bingzi to enter Beijing for the exam."

"Then you will go to Weicheng tomorrow, there is nothing to do at home, and if you leave for too long, it will not be good for the master to be angry."

"How can the master be so careful, don't worry, the master is good to me."

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Under the sun, this kind of life is the real life that Bingzi longs for.

Of course, it is not real here, but the magic of dreams is that life is what it is, and because there is the breath of life, it is real and seductive.

Most of the temptations in the world come from the illusion of the human heart, and the illusion of the human heart comes from the reality, so the person in the dream never knows that he is in the dream.

But he knew. Bingzi was moved by the blind man to accept the disciples, and he has his own unusualness, and his unusualness comes from his ability to see things in the world clearly enough.

Even though he knows that this is not true, he is still reluctant to break it, because people always want a good life to last.

I don't know the number of worlds in my dreams, and after Li Chen got on the bridge, he also fell into a dream.

In the dream, there is Li Shan, and there is a butterfly dance.

He is living in a world of his own, more difficult to hold on to than the past and memories of the life of Bingzi.

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It's not a place out of the world, and the silence and coolness are still victorious.

This is the sea, I don't know the north and the south, only two people talk in the vastness, the sound overshadows the waves of the sea,

"You're doing a good job."

"How can it be considered good if there is only one person?"

"If one person stands tall, it is inevitable that there will only be one person left."

"You came to me because he was already standing on the bridge?"

"Yes, but there were three people standing on the bridge."

"I've seen this scene in the Flowing Mars back then, let alone you, so you don't have to say these things in front of me."

"You and I are the only ones who can see the light of Mars, so I can only come and talk to you."

"Where's Bu Cheap?"

"He wasn't that tall then."

"I heard he was the smartest man in the world."

"No matter how smart he is, he can't think of it."

"Why did you come to me? Could it be so that I can help your disciple cross the bridge? ”

"Although that bridge is charming, my disciples must be able to get by."

"And for what?"

"When you watched the Martian light, you also saw the things after the starlight, right?"

"See some."

"Some are all."

"I only saw it for a moment."

"A moment is an eternity."

"When did you learn the verbosity of these monks? Something to say. ”

"Don't you think it's strange since you saw it back then?"

The other man did not answer, as if in thought, and after a while said, "It's a little strange." ”

"So I decided to do something. I'm going to let go of the world. ”

"Release? There are no too tall characters in the outer world, but there will always be some chaos when they all come out. ”

"With my hammer, it won't be too messy."

"Your hammer is thousands of miles away, but you can't see everything that happens within a thousand miles. Otherwise, the abolition of Li Chen in the academy would not have occurred. ”

"But if you don't let those people from outside the world come out, my disciples will always grow up a little slowly."

"That's true."

"But even I can't guarantee that the world won't be too chaotic, so this can only be done by you."

"I already understand your thoughts, you mean, gather those cultivators in the world?"

"I don't have a good relationship with them, so I'm coming to you."

"Sixty-four people in the world are not bad, but Shen has been scared away by you, so there are only sixty-three people left. It is a little difficult to control the entire Great Qin. ”

"You don't have to be too strict, otherwise those people outside the world won't be reconciled, and I don't want to fight anyone again before I fight it."

"You're a lot more careful than you used to."

"There will always be a time when people are no longer young, not to mention that I am just a blind man."

"Actually, I've always been a little strange, we just looked at each other thousands of miles away, and we knew each other's stories and ideals, and when we met again, we were like acquaintances. Until you said, 'There comes a time when people are no longer young.' Then I realized that we were the same kind of people. ”

"There will be no one like each other."

"So you're blind."

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Bingzi looked at her sleeping parents, pushed the door out in the moonlight, looked at her pig alone, and said, "I just want to watch a little longer, and I don't want to go back now, there is so much chaos outside." Although my mother's illness has been cured, she has become a colt of Ziyantan for no reason, and if the young master knows, he will definitely laugh at me. ”

The pig didn't move, its snoring continued, and its fat body fell together.

Bingzi said: "There is nothing wrong with becoming a colt, the problem is that I was forced to kiss, and the process is a little humiliating, and I am suspected of selling myself." ”

"Actually, she's pretty cute."

"It's just a little fierce."

"But if it's not fierce, it's not cute."

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Bingzi didn't know how many words he said overnight, and finally looked at the dawn in the east, "Let's go back." ”

After Bingzi said this, the dream had dissipated instantly, and when he opened his eyes, he was still standing at the head of the bridge, with the young master beside him, and Mount Moshan at the end of the bridge.

Li Chen still closed his eyes, still in the illusion.

Li Chen is living in his own world, in the world of his own imagination, so everything is developing in the direction he wants, and everyone who thinks of himself will also appear.

Li Chen has always felt guilty about Wansha, especially after spending a boat at sea with Diewu.

He was talking to Wansha, "You really don't blame me? ”

"I love you the most, so how can I blame you?"

"But what I like more is the butterfly dance."

"I don't mind!" Wansha's gentle voice is like a light water wave, extremely beautiful.

Li Chen knew, but Butterfly Dance would mind.

"I don't mind." Butterfly Dance didn't know when to stand behind them.

Li Chen suddenly ran away, like a run, fled to the lake, and sat down.

Li Chen picked up a stone and threw it on the surface of the lake, and the stone hit more than 20 consecutive water drifts and sank into the lake. The ripples caused by the stones spread out one after the other.

Li Chen did it for an unknown amount of time, and suddenly smiled: "I'm really ridiculous, how can Wansha be Wansha if you don't mind." Butterfly Dance If you don't mind, how can it be a butterfly dance. It seems that people can't always think too beautifully, and thinking too beautiful is not real. Sexual immorality is really not for me. ”

Li Chen said: "I knew from the moment the blind man took me as an apprentice that I would be the protagonist of an incredible story, since I am the protagonist, of course I have to fight for it myself, what is it to live in the beauty of my imagination?" ”

Everyone is the protagonist of a story, just to fight or not to fight.