"Why do you want to be so tired? You know that there are many things that have nothing to do with you. The scholar shook his head.

Su Mo has come to this life, and many things have nothing to do with him.

For example, the case in the west of the city in the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths, such as the rebellion of the Demon Domain, such as the Nine Heavens Tribulation, and such as this floating pass......

But he took everything on himself, and everything has a reason.

Su Mo did all this for a reason.

It's just that...... But he never said it......

Su Mo was dumbfounded and shook his head.

He didn't know, he just seemed to want to.

The scholar looked at Su Mo, looked at Su Mo, and seemed to be looking at the sadness in Su Mo's heart that had never been revealed.

"Want to know the answer?" The scholar asked.

Su Mo looked up at the scholar and nodded.

"Because you always remember that you are not a person in this world......" the scholar said slowly, and he couldn't help but feel a little sad.

"Everything in this world makes you feel unreal."

"You want to be involved with everything in the world, to be part of it, not to be a spectator......"

"It's tiring and bitter."

"But this feeling makes you feel ...... Authentic. ”

Su Mo shuddered, and then nodded in a trance.

The cool breeze blew, and the Cangsheng pen on Su Moshu's hair fell silent for some time.

Su Mo turned his head to look at the clouds and mist outside the net platform, as if he was stuck in a memory.

"Back then, when I first came to this world, I felt that everything in front of me was so illusory."

"I never thought that there would be such a world, which seemed to be incompatible with me."

"I fell into a feeling of being alone in the midst of thousands of people."

"Until I saw a homeless man who was about to starve to death, I couldn't bear it and gave him my own food."

"That man is grateful to me, and the tears in his eyes are beautiful."

"I'm happy that I can help him. It makes me feel that I am not completely outside of the world. ”

"It's just that I myself fell on a rock because of hunger, and it hurts!"

"That kind of pain also makes me feel real."

"It's only at times like this that I can feel like I'm real."

"This world is real."

"So from then on, whenever I met someone who needed my help, I would do it."

"That's the only way I feel ..... I really exist in this world. ”

Cangsheng listened to the words in Su Mo's mouth, feeling the kind of sadness that seemed to be born in Su Mo's heart, and couldn't speak.

It turns out that this is the reason why he has been a 'saint'.

Because of loneliness.......

The scholar stared at Su Mo and seemed to sigh deeply: "But have you found out?" ”

"Anything you do in this world will eventually be reflected on yourself......"

Su Mo nodded and sighed softly, "I know, I've always known ......"

"I saved the homeless man with my own food, and I almost starved to death."

"I helped the wronged souls in the west of the city to redress their grievances and put myself in the situation."

"I took the girl with me and let myself bear the pain of losing the girl."

"I helped the group of villagers who were slaughtered by the immortals to avenge and put myself in a deep crisis in the Divine Domain."

"I helped the world quell the rebellion in the demon world, and let myself be spurned and cursed by the world."

"I brought the calamity of red mist to the ninth heaven, but I let myself bear the regret of killing thousands of people with my own hands."

"I held up the floating leaves by myself, but I let myself die and couldn't return to the Nine Heavens."

"I want all the people in the world to be safe and happy, but the book of life and death makes me feel the pain of everyone who dies......"

Su Mo's words were very light, as if he was reminiscing, but he also seemed to be regretting.

regrets that his life is not good, and every good deed he does will let the bad consequences of that good deed be put on him.

Cangshengbi listened to Su Mo's words in a daze, but what he perceived in his heart was the endless suffering of a teenager.

Everything he did seemed to be as good as he expected.

However, that kind of bad cause and effect has to be borne by this young man alone......

He always knew that anything he did would lead the bitter fruit to himself.

"Actually, when Huikong told me that I would be more miserable than everyone else in the world..."Su Mo shook his head and muttered to himself, "I just knew." ”

"Huikong also knows, so he wants to take me out of the sea of suffering."

"Just like the reincarnation in the reincarnation mirror, just be an ordinary Su Ju person."

"But in this case, I will return to the loneliness of being outside the world."

"That feeling of loneliness makes me feel like everything in front of me is illusory."

"I'm an illusory ...... myself"

The scholar shook his head and sighed lightly, "Is it worth it?" ”

Su Mo laughed slowly, the smile was like a gentle breeze, and as bright as a spring glow.

"It's not important, it's painful anyway..."

“...... It also makes me feel real. ”

Su Mo turned his head to look at the net platform under his feet, and looked up at Mount Meru, which was not as tall as it could be, "For me, perceiving the truth of this world is more important than anything else. ”

"I don't want what I've been through to be just a dream for me."

The scholar slowly stood up and looked at Su Mo, "What if all this is really just a dream?" ”

"Then let's do it, and make this dream a sweet dream that makes people's hearts warm." Su Mo said.

"What if all this is just a book, and you are just a book?" The scholar asked again.

Su Mo was slightly stunned, staring at the scholar, feeling that the scholar was himself, but he was also a little different from himself.

"So you're the one who writes books?"

The scholar shook his head, "Yes, you are me, and I am you." ”

"What's the difference? We are all writers, each of us writing our own book......"

"Some are well written, some are bad."

"But the things in the book are not under our control, are they?"

Su Mo thought for a moment, then nodded.

Who in this world is not writing books? Some people write comedies, some people write tragedies, but no matter what, they write their own 'books'.

But at least, the love in the book is real......

"You haven't answered me yet." The scholar said.

Su Mo thought for a while, and said with a smile: "I am not only a person in the book, but also a person who writes books. ”

"Then write this well, so that the reader feels real."

"It also makes me feel real......

When the scholar heard this, he laughed, looked at Su Mo and said, "Look, don't you understand?" ”

"Everything has no heart and no dwelling, and the world is born without a law."

"If you feel it, it's true, if you don't feel it, it's false......"

"Wonderful... Wonderful! ”

The scholar smiled and turned away, disappearing.

Su Mo lowered his head, stepped out, and walked slowly towards the top of the mountain......

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