External forces can be defeated, but if the spirit is defeated, the person is completely finished.

Bursts of misty smoke suddenly lit up from the empty ruins, covering their mouths and noses before the three of them knew it, and Lingyu felt that the air around her had something else besides the smell of burning, which not only disrupted her pranayama, but when she opened her eyes and looked around, she found that everything had changed.

There were suddenly many more high-rise buildings in the space that should have been nothing, and the traffic lights in front of her kept flashing, and she was hit before she could figure it out: "What's the daze, don't you leave when the light is green, are you waiting to be late?" ”

Some familiar voices brought her mind back, and when she turned her head, she saw a cute apple-faced girl, holding soy milk in one hand and pulling Lingyu forward in the other.

The warm touch is not fake.

When sitting at the workstation, Lingyu still felt that everything was very unreal: "Da Yu'er, let's go, I'm going to do nucleic acid, I'm going to queue up for half an hour if it's late." ”

The voice of her friend was close at hand, and before Lingyu could say anything, she was pulled up from her workstation again, and from morning to now, she was like a marionette, constantly being pulled away.

The people who do nucleic acid have formed a long line, and she would have started to complain a long time ago, but today she was silent, and the people around her kept saying something, but they couldn't get into her mind.

"I've been in a daze since this morning, don't have a fever a few days ago and burn out your brain." After saying a lot, I never saw anyone react to her, and no matter how dull she was, she realized that she was abnormal.

Lingyu just felt that all this was familiar and unfamiliar.

Maybe she has long been accustomed to everything in the cultivation realm, and she has become accustomed to it, and she has even broken off the idea of coming back, but now looking at the traffic around her, everything seems to have returned to the original state, she is just overtired a few days ago and had a spring and autumn dream.

She is just an ordinary worker, struggling to survive in this big society, but there is still a trace of ideals that have not been wiped out, and she has been seeking hope and breakthroughs.

Working during the day and writing at night, she was still a little stunned when she looked at the fonts on the computer that she had unconsciously typed out consciously.

I flipped through the novel I had written overnight, and the past came to me little by little.

Lingyu was lying on the bed, and suddenly found that everything around her was so unreal, she felt that she was crazy.

She never suspected that she didn't belong to this era, but in this small, cramped rental house, she had doubts.

Flowers are not flowers, fog is not fog.

She felt that she was extremely ridiculous, and when she was in the cultivation realm, she tried her best to prove that she lived in the modern era, a product of the twenty-first century, but in the twenty-first century, she began to doubt that she did not belong to this era, or rather, from beginning to end, she did not belong to this era.

Zhuang Zhou Xiao dreams of butterflies, whether it is a butterfly dream Zhuang Zhou or Zhuang Zhou dreams of butterflies.

When she woke up the next day, she was still living in this era, working numbly, listening to all the sounds around her, but she found that she couldn't enter this era.

After about a year of living like this, she felt that it was nothing because her colleagues were squeezed out, her boss made it difficult, and her customers harassed her, and she even took a break to see herself, just like the few days when she first arrived in the cultivation realm.

Finally, on this day, a colleague pressed her head for a mistake in his work, and the boss decided to let her quit her, and ordered her to compensate the full amount of the project and withhold all her salary and bonuses.

So she was swept away, and no one even believed her defense, and when she returned to the house, the landlord called again, urging her to pay the rent, but she couldn't even make up the money for dinner today.

She remembered.

Why did you come to the cultivation realm?

It's because she wears many hats, never stops, but she still can't feed her stomach, so that she doesn't even have a place to live, and she has to be looked down upon everywhere, and she doesn't even have anyone to rely on, her parents, brothers, all hate her, and pray that she will leave here soon, and it is better never to appear in front of them and become a 'burden' to them.

At the moment of the plague, the friendship between people has become the most ridiculous, and too many people have seen the true face of this world.

Now people are indifferent to death, as long as they don't touch their own interests, they don't care about what they do externally, everyone respects Mingzhe to protect themselves, as long as they can eat together, they are willing to become cattle and horses squeezed by capitalists, and even for the sake of capitalists a grain of rain and dew, they can kill each other and squeeze each other out.

The relationship between people is becoming more and more thin and ridiculous, everyone only guards their own one-third of an acre of land, if this land is touched a little, then it will go crazy, shouting, constantly blaming everything around them, but never reflecting on themselves.

It is generally believed that it is better to blame others than to blame oneself, so that oneself is at least better than this.

Such a world seems to be peaceful, but it has long turned people into not humans, more like thoughtless pigs in the pigsty, eating and sleeping every day, waking up and eating, and waiting until they have raised a body of fat and are sent to the slaughterhouse, which is their ultimate fate.

No one has ever tried to resist, because rebellion threatens their own interests.

Everyone has long lost the spirit of self-sacrifice, and even finding someone to listen to you complain needs to pay real money, if you don't have money, you don't have to speak, you will be driven away.

Her indifference to the world was too desperate, and she suffered from depression all year round, and on such a night, she chose to commit suicide.

Before committing suicide, she still held that her new book might be a big hit, and she would leap into the dragon gate, cross classes, and become a middle-class person who does not have to worry about food and clothing.

She didn't even dare to think of being a high person.

However, this social class has long been solidified, those who have money will only be richer, and those who have no money can only endure poverty and the injustice of fate, suffering is never worth singing, but the suffering of the lower class is a necessary tool for the upper class to be arrogant and lascivious.

The pig never has to think about the true face of the world, it just needs to take care of its body and wait to be eaten.

The reason why she is willing to write novels is because the world in the novel is different from reality, and the grassroots can always have a channel to reach the upper class, but during this time, she figured it out.

It turns out that the novel she wrote is just a microcosm of this world, she is not the person who wants to break the class and achieve common prosperity for everyone, she is the same as everyone else, she just wants to guard her own one-third of an acre.

Even if she is in high society, she will only be assimilated.

She didn't even think about changing these classes, but blindly wanted to become a person in the upper echelons of the class.

Therefore, the creation of the novel is just to satisfy her sick psychology of being oppressed in reality.

The class inside has not been solidified, and people can squeeze into it through cultivation, but if it continues to develop like this, after the upper class is saturated, they will only automatically block the channels for rising, because the more people in the upper class, the less and less cake they will get, and the less they will get.

Man will always become a slave to his own desires.

She is no exception.

Seeing that Lin Wenyu has adventures and resources, she will be jealous, she will want, in order to protect herself, she will stay away from Lin Wenyu, she will want to rob, she will want to possess, but she has never thought of sharing it with anyone, helping those who are weak, just because of her conscience in her heart, and sometimes it is to show her status.

See, she can too, saving people from fire and water.

But she never thought about what their lives would be like after she rescued those people, and they were still oppressed in a different way.

Lingyu looked at the dazzling light above her head, feeling the aura of this body disappear little by little, and a lot flashed in her mind, and finally returned to nothingness.

In the fog, she seemed to see a beautiful woman in the light, smiling at her.

The world swirled, the scene flew by, and when everything was settled, she was back in the charred ruins, the sun above her turning into the moon, fluttering in the air.

When she looked up at the sky, Lingyu couldn't help but smile, and the smile ripped through the corners of her chapped mouth and brought out tears.

The surroundings were dark, as if there were countless demons, and it seemed that she was the only one in the moonlight, the world was vast, and there were too many things to explore.

I don't know that the blue sky is high, the yellow ground is thick, but I only see the moon cold and the sun is warm, so I come to fry life.

The moon seemed to feel the loneliness and pain in her heart, and was slowly covered by the clouds.

"Hahahaha, your Dao heart is a little stronger than I imagined." A female voice as crisp as a silver bell came from the forest not far away.

Lingyu followed the prestige, only to see a woman in purple, stepping on the night, breaking through the clouds and slowly walking towards her, before she could see clearly, she was already about to be bewitched by this woman's figure.

Step by step, it's so charming.

In the past, she only thought that Mei was a vulgar word, but after seeing this woman, she felt that Mei should be the most beautiful and highest state of a woman.

She smiled lightly and walked to Lingyu's side, her red lips opened lightly, and her breath sprayed on her ears: "Any adversity can make you have an epiphany and be sober, but so what, there are so many living beings in the world, too many people have not opened their minds, even if you have the intention to educate, with their intelligence, they only know the food and clothing in front of you, and they don't know what you are talking about." It's just that you're crazy. ”

"Or, even if they know and understand what you're saying, and what can be done to change it, like you are now." She exhaled like an orchid, her fingers gently slid over Lingyu's cheeks, and her eyes were full of charm.

Lingyu grabbed her hand that was messing with her face, and the bright woman in front of her who was seriously examined couldn't hook her up with those negative words.

"Do you feel like you can't change anything, so you have to choose to do nothing in the first place? If you feel that everything is not what you want, not as you want, do you want to give up on yourself? Do people choose not to live from the beginning knowing that they will die in the end? ”