Chapter 55: Don't be like this, don't enter the door
A face froze at the calm lake, smiling at him.
The poet couldn't help but be in a trance, thinking that he had found a place to practice, and jumped out of the water in surprise without noticing a larger fish!
It frightened him, and disturbed the silent kingdom!
Unnaturally resounded in the back of the strange tone, the slanting sun like blood, from behind the desolate mountain appeared to be swaying, the unfortunate mist swept away like the wind, the whole landscape connected into a piece of water and sky, pieces of weeping leaves, such as: "The red leaves are late Xiao Xiao, the long pavilion wine is a scoop, the remnant clouds return to Taihua, and the rain passes through the middle strip." The color of the trees follows the mountains, and the sound of the river enters the sea far away. The emperor's hometown will arrive tomorrow, and he is still dreaming of fishing"? The devil may not be negotiable, but no matter how bad the devil is, he has the authority to shout. The mountains seem to have been exposed to the wind and sun, and the lead has long been washed away, and all of them are quietly dancing in a good time! The mountain wind is blowing violently, and the melody of the attack is ringing in the woods, and who would dare to venture into the forest in the dark night when the wild beasts are far away! Whining and crying, who blows the dilapidated door with a bang! The floating clouds on the opposite side, such as the clouds steaming in the clouds, have a rippling feeling of stepping on the clouds and driving the fog, and it is also elegant like an immortal, standing on the top of this feeling of all beings, trying to reminisce about the endless sense of emptiness, ordinary every day, everything is really like a dream, after a long time, it is necessary to re-realize the wrong problem! The law of everything that happens in the cycle is traceable, and I can't help but have some uncontrollable sorrow: "I don't know how many words they can know after selling the horses they rely on for their livelihood?" They don't know how to pick up the broken pen in the memory fragments"!
There is no wonderful foreplay foreshadowing in the emotional drama, as if you don't know if you are in the play, and you can't draw any tragic depression on the thick drawing paper. Not very good at feelings, they walked together like this, won cynicism, and the two walked towards the outer gate of the town in the ups and downs and boiling!
Maybe they have different destinations, and there are a lot of compassionate attitudes, but fortunately, it is the kind of joke that "the worries of the world first, and the joy of the world after the world", they only want to return to the sect as soon as possible, and tell others a lot of interesting things on the road, which is much better than practicing in the sect, but fortunately they are happy to listen to it many times, so that they will not be so boring! Save the night and dream, the land is always good and grinding, there are many good people, there should be no problem! Bai Shao said with a smile, there are often ancient secluds in the forest, and there will be no mysterious things? They traveled through the generosity of the ancient Buddha twisting the Buddha beads in the customs city, experienced the waiting of mutual care, and met all kinds of people, and felt that it was worth it! Weak scholars don't know, how ruthless the girl is!
The young and promising Zhao Xiaomeng sat on the stone bench of the thick pier, sighing, what if I can't return to the sect in time tonight? When he was a young man in fresh clothes and angry horses, it was really not a taste, it turned out that he had not changed, and he still wanted to become a great hero! The one who often follows his elders like a fart worm is really still him. If there are ghosts crying wolves and howling ghosts in the mountains, then he is not afraid, because he will subdue demons and eliminate demons The fairy magic of catching ghosts and killing demons, he is afraid that the ghosts are really coming, draw the ground as a prison, and dare not take a step beyond the thunder pool, it is really a ghost who is afraid of ghosts, there is a lot of nonsense, and it is useful!
The sworn and frank Bai Peony is blessed by the ancestral talisman, and has the treasures given by the sect, he is basically not afraid of anything, even if he is compared with other outstanding disciples of the same sect, he will not let it go, even if he is as proud as her, he still can't see everything openly, Wen is like a bad obstacle, the more he doesn't believe it, the more likely it is, I don't know what I received, I will never forget my ancestors, and I will definitely do a lot of seemingly impossible things! Perhaps, Jin Mi Ding Shi is not our favorite Bai Peony, but the beauty of Hua is a nightmare that she can never let go of in her heart. Because she's the nightmare in my mind, and it's also the person we used to hate, the journey that doesn't exist. Too many coquettish people, people who have experienced too many storms, will not think that Bai Shao is a literati girl who has a false reputation, or a weak woman who has no reputation!
In the dilapidated temple of the sleepy rain station, Zhao Xiaomeng, who only made a slight observation, noticed the persistent heat of chasing and the cold of loneliness and independence in the prosperous and fragrant osmanthus flowers. Zhao Xiaomeng's impression is that there is no more unusual enthusiasm than this deserted corner outside the bustle, the wine is not afraid of the deep alley, not to mention the situation that the neighbors are good!
They are like insignificant little flowers and grasses like a raging wind, sweeping with thousands of thunderous spirits! The sound of the hooves of thousands of horses running is like the majesty of archery on horseback, and the bow is a little delicate and inaudible at the moment. Wave after wave of sound shook the entire sky and the ground as if they were shaking, the mountains and seas would not happen so magically, thousands of roaring birds and beasts scattered in a frightened manner, bounced away, and the chirping sound came and went, like a stormy wave, Zhao Xiaomeng's ears were painful, and a few paper kites flew in the air to release hope, and the pieces of broken memories that pinned on them, and the buzzing mechanical heart was deafeningly ringing. And at this time, the oncoming warm breeze has long been restored to the fragrance of plants and trees, or the flowers and trees that have not changed at that time, things are wrong, fortunately they are all smiling in the spring breeze, don't you know how to peach blossom and don't know how to spring? "People's hearts are weak and weak like grass and trees, all open to the sun", but they are full of fragrance and luxury, the years are quiet, like turbid waves rolling in, proudly independent in the wind, blowing in the face, admirable and admirable.
But to everyone's surprise, there was no Amitabha Buddha in the south, and the enemy's figure disappeared again without a trace, and there were not many twists and turns to attack the attack tricks, and he returned to the original direction, facing the angelic devil who was harmless to humans and animals, he smiled, and a heavy punch suddenly blasted out!