"Who!!" Wang Mo raised his head suddenly, suppressed the panic in his heart, and looked at the temple gate.

His voice was so loud that he almost roared, and in this quiet rainy night, at the moment when the thunder had just dissipated, it made the person who stepped into it from the temple gate tremble.

"Who!!" came from a frightened voice, but saw a middle-aged man in ragged clothes, with a face covered with water marks, as if he had just crawled out of the water, in front of the temple gate, pale and a few steps back, almost falling.

After faintly seeing Wang Mo in the temple, the middle-aged man breathed a sigh of relief, hurriedly walked into the temple, glared at Wang Mo, patted his chest vigorously, and yelled at Wang Mo.

"You're scaring Lao Tzu!!"

Wang Mo was stunned for a moment, smiled bitterly and breathed a sigh of relief, hugged his fist at the middle-aged man, and said apologetically: "The night is dark, I can't see clearly, the lightning is coming too quickly, and I hope my brother Tai don't mind." ”

The middle-aged man snorted, muttered a few words, and then no longer paid attention to Wang Mo, but sat aside, put his right hand into his arms, took out a small half of the wet chicken leg, looked at it, but he cried.

In this rainy night, his cry was very poignant, Wang Mo was faintly creepy, he moved to the side a few times, lit the fire and "snapped", but once he lit those notes, and gradually raised the fire.

Caught by the light of the fire, everything in this temple was seen more clearly in the flickering light and darkness.

The middle-aged man cried and cried, and took a bite of the wet chicken leg, but he grinned, and actually laughed again, laughing, which made Wang Mo stunned for a moment.

"It's a madman..."Wang Mo moved out a little more, if it weren't for the heavier rain outside, he would definitely choose to leave here, this barren mountain and wild range, although it is next to the official road, but the sudden appearance of such a madman in the rainy night will still make people feel chills.

The middle-aged man laughed and laughed, and began to cry again.

"Don't care about Lao Tzu, don't care about me... I can't remember... Who am I..."

His cry filled the temple, and gradually, it made Wang Mo feel pity in his heart, he turned his head to look at the madman, and sighed softly.

"Dreams are like life, when you don't wake up, life is like a play, who am I... Dreams are life, waking up is death, or dreams are death, waking up is life... The moment when you close your eyes and open your eyes, it is between life and death, yin and yang, or maybe it is a life that can't distinguish between the virtual and the real...

This life may be a reincarnation, perhaps, it is also a cause and effect... It's just, when will you wake up..."Wang Mo muttered, with confusion in his eyes, his dreams in the past few days always seemed to say a thought that he couldn't figure out, making him faintly seem to feel something in the silence of the past seven days.

Sighing, Wang Mo took out the dry food from the bamboo raft behind him, looked at the fire in front of him, and heard the sound of rain outside the temple in his ears, put it to his mouth, and ate it silently.

The rain of heaven and earth fell slowly, enveloping the mountains, covering the earth, and enveloping the temples. In the temple, next to the firelight, two dream souls who don't seem to belong here meet.

One looked at the firelight, the other gnawed on the chicken legs, and the image of the land reflected by the flames between the two, with the inscrutable smile on the corner of his mouth, seemed to look at the two of them, eternally.

Wang Mo looked at the fire in a trance, interrupted by the sound of swallowing saliva, he turned around and saw the middle-aged man not far away, looking at the dry food in his hand, constantly licking his lips, with a pitiful look in his eyes.

Looking at the other party's appearance, Wang Mo smiled, at this moment, he seemed to be no stranger to this middle-aged man, but had pity.

"Here you go. Wang Mo took out the dry food from the bamboo row and handed it to the middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man's eyes were straight, and after swallowing his saliva fiercely, he hurriedly ran over, grabbed the dry food and put it in his mouth and swallowed it in two bites.

"It's delicious, it's delicious, I haven't eaten in days... Hey, Lao Tzu, how can I say Lao Tzu?" The middle-aged man was stunned for a moment, shook his head and no longer thought about it, but looked at Wang Mo with blank eyes.

"What's your name, why are you here, and what about your family?" Wang Mo took out a few more dry foods, handed them to the place, and asked softly.

The middle-aged man gave him an indescribable feeling, which became stronger and stronger as he came into contact with the other party, as if he had ever gotten acquainted with the other party somewhere, and vaguely, there was a sense of guilt in his heart.

The middle-aged man took the dry food and was about to put it to his mouth, when he heard Wang Mo's words, he was stunned for a moment, looked at the dry food in his hand, and cried again.

"I don't know what my name is... I woke up in the mountains, I couldn't think of it... Golden light, I remember when I woke up there was golden light all around me, and there were a lot of people trying to catch me, hum, but they couldn't find me. The middle-aged man's voice was also muffled in his crying.

Wang Mo's eyes were even softer, watching the other party swallow his little dry food in a few bites again, shaking his head and smiling, he took out the kettle from the bamboo row and handed it to the other party.

The middle-aged man took a few big sips, burped, looked at Wang Momei and smiled, and handed over the chicken leg he had been holding.

"Here you go, this chicken leg is not delicious. ”

Wang Mo laughed and took the chicken leg. I didn't eat it, but wrapped it and put it in a bamboo bookcase.

The rain outside the temple was even greater, and the thunder and lightning staggered, blowing the temple door constantly shaking, sometimes slapping on the wall next to it, and at the same time as the creaking sound, there was also a thudding sound echoing.

The whole world was pitch black, only the fire in this temple was faintly revealed, and in this gloomy world, it emitted a faint light.

Wang Mo and the middle-aged man sat by the fire, their wet clothes slowly warming.

"Maybe it's good not to know who you are. Sometimes, even if I know, I wonder if I am someone else's dream... I've been dreaming lately, and the world in that dream is so real that it's hard to tell. Wang Mo looked at the fire and spoke softly.

The middle-aged man took a sip of water, shook his head and muttered.

"Who said it, how painful it is for you to try not knowing who you are, hum, if you want me to say, whether it is a dream or not, as long as you are happy, as long as you feel happy, whether it is a dream or not, it is all good. ”

Wang Mo's eyes froze, and the other party's words made him faintly touched.

"As long as you are happy, as long as you feel happy, you are good... My ideal is to enter the imperial examination, so that my brother and younger brothers can live a good life in the future. Let them not have to look at other people's faces in Lecheng..."Wang Mo was silent, and after a long time, he nodded.

"What about you, what are your ideals?" Wang Mo asked, looking up at the fire and filling some dry branches.

The middle-aged man snorted. seemed to be a little sleepy, but when he heard the words, his spirit was lifted, his face showed a smug look, and he opened his mouth excitedly.

"I, I have a lot of ideals, I want to have a lot of fairy crystals, I want a lot of silver taels, I have a lot of delicious food..."

"What is Immortal Crystal?" Wang Mo was stunned.

"Xianjing?hey, did I say Xianjing, what is Xianjing?" The middle-aged man was also stunned, scratching his head and looking at Wang Mo.

Wang Mo was silent for a moment, smiled dumbly, and no longer asked this question, but talked slowly with the madman in the temple on this rainy night.

There seemed to be endless words between the two, the madman was still sleepy, but as he spoke, he became more and more energetic, and he didn't know why, after seeing Wang Mo, his heart was very warm, and the other party gave him the same feeling as a relative.

The wind outside was howling, whimpering and sometimes blowing in, shaking the fire violently, sending in a damp chill, but it did not give the two of them a cold feeling.

Even the huge earth statue behind them, the incomprehensible smile on the corners of their mouths, slowly softened, enveloping the entire temple and dispelling the cold here.

It was late at night, and the rain not only did not get smaller, but became bigger, raging outside the temple, and the fire in front of Wang Mo slowly weakened because there were no dry branches added to it, as if it could be extinguished at any time.

"I'll tell you a secret, and I haven't told anyone about it. The middle-aged man whispered mysteriously beside Wang Mo.

Wang Mo glanced at him and nodded with a smile, with a look of interest in his eyes.

The middle-aged man proudly stretched out his right hand and put it in front of Wang Mo.

"Look, look here, do you see anything?" the middle-aged man pointed to his right wrist, his expression even more proud.

It's just that his right wrist has nothing but dirty, Wang Mo looked at it for a while, and shook his head with a wry smile.

"Huh, you don't see anything, no way, you wait, wait for me to wash. The middle-aged man hurriedly got up and ran to the stagnant water in the temple on the side, cleaned his right arm, and then returned to Wang Mo's side, raised it again, and said in a mysterious whisper: "You saw it this time." ”

Wang Mo looked strange and shook his head again, he really didn't see anything.

The middle-aged man was angry and roared loudly at Wang Mo.

"You look closely, you look with wide eyes, you... You... How could you not see it, you lied, you clearly saw it. ”

Wang Mo rubbed his forehead, put the middle-aged man's right hand in front of him, looked at it carefully for a while, nodded with a wry smile, and said, "I saw it, I did see it." ”

"Hehe, what's up, I'm amazing, hmph, I'm going to find this guy, I guess, he should know me. The middle-aged man sat down satisfied, looking at his right arm. Slowly, I was stunned.

"I was going to find him, and I had a vague feeling that he seemed to have promised to take care of me, that he had promised to take me to play. But he was gone... No one cares about me anymore, I'm left alone... I'm going to find him, I'm going to find him. ”

He muttered, his expression darkened, he shrunk and looked at his right arm blankly, slowly his voice became weaker and weaker, and finally fell asleep.

Wang Mo sighed lightly, got up and took out a thick shirt, not disgusted with the other party's dirty appearance, but covered his body, Xu is the action of covering the clothes disturbed the middle-aged man, he raised his right hand and grabbed it, turned around and bent over, and fell asleep, his right hand was on the side, facing Wang Mo.