Bamboo cane shoes are lighter than horses, who is afraid, a cloud of smoke and rain Ren Pingsheng......

Walking through the mountains and rivers, walking through the plains.

The wheels cut a deep rut in the damp wasteland, and the surrounding muddy water flowed into it.

Steep peaks, difficult to climb on protruding rocks, no ropes, this feeling of pursuing the limit of life challenge is more comfortable.

Surf in the turquoise sea, bathe in the bubbles of the sea, and feel the vastness of the world.

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The cultivation of heaven and earth should be more about the heart.

Life is a reversal of heaven and earth, there is the immortal Peng Zu, and there are also the summer insects who die day and night. Regardless of whether the life span is long or not, it is good to live a brilliant life.

To be alive is the sun in the starry sky. is dead, and the name will be passed down through the ages, shaking the past and the present.

The scenery on the side of the road is beautiful and needs to be viewed carefully.

The goal ahead is still far away, slow down and don't rush. It may be better to enjoy the beauty of the road than to get the fruits of the end......

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After a long time, Zhou Sheng realized that he was very tired in the past.

The body is tired, and the heart is also tired.

Like a clock that keeps turning all the time, it always has to give it a moment to rest.

He reminisced about the past, what did he gain, and what did he lose?

The memories immersed in time are fascinating, and the smoke curls up, more like a dream. Now, the big dream is waking up.

He had been immersed in his dream for so long that even he thought he was Zhou Sheng, the character who dominated the pen, but was he?

No!

When the redundant memories in my sleep gradually precipitated, I realized that everything before was empty. A dream.

Zhou Sheng was reluctant to admit it. I don't want to admit that I used to live in dreams. He kept hypnotizing himself, but there was only one truth, he deceived himself for a while, but he couldn't fool him for a lifetime......

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Everything is fake, everything is false.

Bianliang, Emperor Ming, leader, and his wife and children. It's all fake. The name Zhou Sheng, this code name is also fake.

Perhaps, in the dominant plot, Zhou Sheng is real, but he is not Zhou Sheng!

The hot spring water is bubbling and hot.

"It turns out that my name is Nothingness, and the master book is a novel that I carry with me, and the two of them are guards, and they wandered for a long time and fell asleep. Entered the story in the book and had a long big dream......"

Big dreams for thousands of years. What year is it?

Between reality and truth and falsehood, between reality and nothingness, everything comes to the dark.

"It doesn't matter who it is anymore, the name is just a code name. Who am I? It's too difficult to get back to, it's too profound, it's too deep to parse......"

With a wry smile, no longer remember, let that dream sink down, and take this as a sweet memory in the bottom of your heart.

After drinking a cup of black tea, it is easy to get thirsty when taking a hot spring.

Burying the past and embracing the present.

Alone, reminiscing about the past, this should be a memory of zuihou. From now on, this old memory will be sealed in the depths of memory.

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As for the loved ones, are there any?

Does he love his illusory wife? illusory daughter, son?

In the depths of my heart, there was a faint answer, but I never said it. Now, everything is in the past.

In the final analysis, Zhou Sheng is still a selfish person, and he may only love himself......

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No matter how long you soak in the hot spring, the water temperature is the same temperature, and the two people inside seem to become eternal, soaking motionlessly.

Zhou Sheng sank his head into the spring water, and gurgling bubbles bubbled out of the water.

He held his breath for three minutes before he crawled out and shook off the water droplets on his body.

He smiled, revealing a mouthful of neat white teeth, whiter than snowflakes. Cultivating so far, the whole body is clean, this mouthful of white teeth can also bite the mountain peak, and when necessary, I don't mind taking a few pieces of the continent as a sweet cake.

Continental cookies, crispy and delicious.

The mountain forests are the most delicious sauce.

"Let's go, I'm going to cook, eat well, fill my stomach, and welcome my new life......"

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Zhou Sheng is very interested in eating, and eating is a thing that should be taken seriously.

In the verdant bamboo forest, both hands pluck off the soil of bamboo leaves, pick fresh bamboo shoots, and do not break the outer skin of bamboo shoots.

The best mushrooms to eat are wild mushrooms, and those raised mushrooms do not have a mushroom taste. The flavor of wild mushrooms is strong, and it is best to put two eggs in the soup.

On the board, a piece of mutton, a kitchen knife in his hand flew, and the mutton turned into a blooming peony.

Pots and pans, jingling.

To make fish, clean the gills and swim bladders, and then cut a few large mouths obliquely on the fish, put cooking wine to remove the fish, and put a little ginger and green onions.

Peel a few large red dates and put them in the gruel, the dates must be peeled, otherwise the porridge cooked is very bitter, like tea.

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Zhou Sheng's favorite food is still the kind of big bell jujube that he liked in his childhood, which is similar in appearance to winter jujube, but it is not crisp or sweet, but it is red jujube when it is dried.

The bell dates are placed in the sun to dry, and they should be turned frequently, and when they see the dates rise, it will be almost the same. After that, the dates were collected and stored for a period of time, and the qi in the dates came out, and they were wrinkled.

Although the dried jujube pulp is small, it is very fragrant!

When I was a child in Bianliang, my favorite thing to eat was the big green bell jujube that was not yet ripe, and this kind of unripe jujube was even more undelicious, but if you put it in a steamer and steam it, the jujube fragrance will be perfect, and the jujube meat is sweet......

Moreover, steamed dates do not have less flesh than dried dates, so you can eat a round belly.

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The greasy hands grasp the duck's neck and gnaw it, first gnawing the meat that can be easily eaten. After that, the bones of the duck's neck are cut open and the cartilage at both ends is eaten.

It's the same for eating snakes and dragons, and it's best to eat all the bone marrow inside.

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The wind is blowing, and the roses on the fence are blooming.

Between the flickering thoughts, the electric sparks, and Zhou Sheng's original body had already left here.

The giant god's true body and compass continued to stay, and the chains of order still bound him, and the verdant bamboo staff seemed to be as hard as the backbone of heaven and earth, unable to break free......

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The second body enters the Buddha land and visits the immeasurable Hengsha Buddha.

Dunhuang Mogao Grottoes, stands the great Buddha statue, Lotte Buddha.

Looking at it from afar, the big Buddha was personally cultivated by the eternal Buddha of this Buddha land. In the center of the eyebrows of the Buddha, there is a secret room, and those who can climb up will be rewarded, a treasure.

The surrounding area of the Big Buddha is forbidden to the sky, no one can fly, and the Big Buddha is millions of kilometers high, and it is meat sauce when it falls.

Bare, no climbing, how to climb?

Shake your head and ignore it.

Zhou Sheng walked in the land of the Buddha, passed by the Bodhi Forest, drank the clear spring in the forest, and watched the Buddhas on the lotus platform talk about the Tao......

Flowers bloom and fall, another era.

Walking through the countless areas of these three lighthouses, you can see endless splendor.

Daqian shijie, all living beings.

When an era came, he understood that this was the era of Zuihou.

This Dark Age is coming to an end!

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PS: This chapter is a bit less, I don't feel it, and I'm in a mess of thinking, so I'll sort it out.

When I was a child, my grandmother's family had an old jujube tree, and my favorite food was the unripe dates steamed in the cage drawer.

When I climbed the roof to pick dates, I was pricked by a caterpillar, and I miss the days very much.

It's not bad to go to the field with a knife and steal watermelons. At that time, the grasshoppers were still very large, and they were the most fragrant to eat by picking a few handfuls of dead grass and leaves.

There were also dead hares in the budding fields, caught and killed by eagles. There were weasels in the wheat stalk stomping in the village, and it was still a matter of more than nine years, I forgot how old I was at the time, and I didn't even go to kindergarten, and my father caught a live weasel in the wheat stalk stomping.

It's almost all about to be forgotten now.

Now, it's time for these species to become extinct on Earth.

I don't like this one to skip over and reminisce about my childhood. (To be continued......)