The cowherd boy had never thought that the guest who came to the house to drink tea and talk to him turned into a grim-faced Taoist. There was a leaf between the hands of a waterway man, and he could feel the strangeness of this area from it, but he would not give up looking for the demon root because of a small creature.

There was no sympathy in his eyes, and even for the existence of a few ordinary people in front of him, it was just an accident.

The cowherd's crying as he forced him to cry gradually stopped, and he said in a hoarse voice: "I really don't know where else it is, it's here." ”

There was a hint of strangeness in the eyes of the Taoist man holding the sword, his eyes roamed over the body of the cowherd boy, he withdrew the sword in his hand, and said to him: "In one breath, one person will die, and in two breaths, two people will die, you measure it yourself." A young man, why argue with those of us who are different from you, you are like a fish caught in a net in my eyes, no matter how you struggle, your fate is just to be put down in a pot and steamed. And we can only be the fishermen who catch the fish. ”

He flew out with a sword, and the sword slashed out a sword light, and the sword light flew quickly, directly through the chest of the cowherding boy's mother, leaving the young man who was still in place. He didn't take his last breath, showed an expression of disbelief, and said, "Let my child go." ”

The cowherd boy was left aside, tears drying up from the corners of his eyes. The sword light flew up again, and was pressed down by a waterway person, but the sword shadow flew quickly, passing through the bodies of a group of people who came nearby.

The houses on the other side of the wooden bridge collapsed, and the river was stained blood-red.

Watching one familiar village after another fall to the ground, the area became a blood-soaked nightmare.

The people of Ichisudo hesitated, but it was too late.

"If you don't say anything more at the last breath, your father will die. ”

The sword-wielding man's words were extremely cold.

In his mind, people related to him fell, and blood flowed from the corners of their mouths. Under the majestic weight of the village, the girl who laughed at the cowherd boy had her long hair scattered on her fingertips and fell in a pool of blood.

One thought, one thought......

I said. He had lost his soul, and the pressure plate trembled, and the heart of a young boy could no longer be seen in his weeping eyes. He saw the long sword in the hand of the Taoist, which he picked up and put on his neck, and he wanted to die.

The sword-wielding Daoist moved his fingers, and the sword detached from his palm, gently slashing across his hand, drawing a streak of blood.

He couldn't die if he wanted to.

The clouds in the sky rolled into a piece, and above the dead tree, the sound of a crow sounded, revealing a heavy stone slab, which slowly came out.

There are a few big characters clearly engraved on it: for the heavens, it is better than its destruction. Those who are things run their way.

The sword-wielding Taoist stepped on the long sword and flew to the hill.

Then the strength of several Daoists left the place, and the sky clouds were directly washed away. A waterway man took out an extra wooden stick in his hand and hammered it at a mountain on the ground. As a clear footprint stepped out of the sky, pressing on his body, the footprints on his body became more and more obvious, until a void footprint stepped on his body, and he spat out a mouthful of blood.

"So you're looking for me, and if I want you to find it, you can see it at a glance. If I don't want to, you will not be able to detect even if you step through the heavens. ”

The stars fall into all directions.

The figure of the stone rat shuttled quickly, picked up the cowherd boy sitting on the ground, and said: "I shouldn't have let you out if I knew it, why should you be so stubborn, and you are not afraid to say it." I went to the master, and he said don't act rashly. He didn't want to target those little monsters in Donggu, because they also had a lot of difficult existences to deal with.

Nowadays, alas.

You can only follow me to see the big flowers in the dark. ”

"I really didn't expect this to be the result. It picked up the cowherd boy and fled into the dead trees, and there were bursts of roars outside, and the Taoist with the floating dust in his hand looked at the footprints of no figure, and shook the floating dust in his hand, and pinched the trick again in the air, and there was an extra blue wave in the air.

A footprint appeared on the originally calm water, step by step, and approached the Taoist with the floating dust in his hand.

His dust rolled up the water waves, directly penetrating the footprints that had stepped on.

"How can this be. ”

"It turns out, it turns out, you are a fake. ”

"Fake?"

The world is all fake.

The area suddenly collapsed, and the ever-bright lamp above the cowherd's head bloomed brightly.

"Ever-bright light, ever-bright light.

Rises with the wind and falls with the wind. Seek because of thoughts, become because of thoughts.

Once burned, it will not be extinguished. If the sky falls, it will be destroyed. then abandon the sky and walk with the galaxy forever.

If the turbid waves are not crazy, then they will be determined. ”

"It turns out that this is the person who waits for the ever-bright lamp. People of great compassion become atmospheric; Those who are overjoyed fall into their pawns. A voice rang out.

"Did you see that?"

"See. Another voice rang out.

"Isn't that what you want? We all want to look for a trajectory that is similar to ours but different from ours. ”

"What do you want to plant in this boy's heart?"

"Buried something?"

"I want him to become a person who has stepped on the same path to the heavens as we do, and he must become a person who is different from us, inherit our cultivation, strength, and our beliefs, and find a familiar path. On this path, make some achievements and pursue places that we can't reach. ”

"Really?"

"Really. ”

............

In the wind, the bell rang, and the boy who followed the old man in the green robe shook the small leather drum in his hand.

His mouth said: "The mulberry sees the tree, and the tree sees the person." No matter how ugly the skin is, it is also given by the parents. No matter how bad the soul is, it is wishful thinking. And why do you have to be persecuted by yourself? ”

Xiao Tong put down the small leather drum in his hand and said to the old man in the green robe: "I have listened to your story, so which one do I want to listen to next?"

The old man in the green robe smiled slightly and shook his head: "No, no more." ”

"How could it be gone?" a chess game fell on his chest in the snowstorm, and here was a young man, holding a black chess piece in his hand. He pressed on the old man in the green robe and said, "I'm done, but I don't know which chess piece I played?"

"Which one is important?" asked the old man in the green robe.

"Important. ”

"How important?" the boy asked.

"It's like you can't let go of the obsession in your heart, and you can't escape half a step. ”

The old man in the green robe rolled up a chess piece and fell, and the chess pieces were already piled up on it, and there was no way out, so he stood up and walked out slowly, disappearing into the wind and snow.

In the midst of the wind and snow, the sky was full of stars.

.........

............

After a long time, the young man opened his eyes, gasped, and said slowly, with a hint of realization: "It turns out that this is the case. ”

But that's not the case. ”

"Now, I'm awake. ”

He struggled to his feet.