In Fang Dui's consciousness, in just a few hours, the seeds had finished germinating, growing, maturing, and harvesting. Fang Dui dried the ripe wheat in the yard, smelling the familiar fragrance of wheat, and Fang Dui's impetuous heart finally quieted down. He leaned against the door frame and watched the sun rise and set, and the wheat grains lost their moisture, he grinded the wheat grains into flour, made a bowl of noodles for himself, and after eating them, he fell asleep!

I don't know how long I slept this time. When he woke up, Fang Du didn't open his eyes immediately, but prayed in his heart, hoping that when he opened his eyes, he would see Qing Zhihe and the barren little courtyard. But God didn't seem to be planning to end the joke, and he was still in his own home.

Fang Du rolled over and jumped up, he couldn't let himself stop. Go up the mountain to chop wood, go down to the river to catch shrimp, and do all the things you have done! When you are tired, you go to sleep, and when you wake up, you work. Finally, after the sun went down once, Fang Du collapsed.

He squatted in front of the stove and hugged his head and cried, he called his father, called his mother, missed his master, missed his sister, missed his friends, and even hoped that he could meet any stranger here, even the national teacher Qingzhi who caused him to suffer all this.

Fang Du never thought that she would whimper and cry like a big girl. Tears flowed from his eyes, taking away his sadness and anger as well. After calming down, Fang Du began to think about what the person who allowed himself to enter this environment that could never stop and go out wanted to do.

Cong Miao and Qing Zhidu said that everyone who entered this small courtyard died miserably. Those "dead leaves" could kill those who lacked spiritual power, but Fang Du thought that those who could enter here must have the ability to protect themselves. So, that's not really the cause of death.

Fang Du boldly guessed if those people were in the same situation as himself. If so, would those people go crazy in the repeated loneliness and do things that hurt themselves?

The long and desperate loneliness is indeed the best and most cruel way to kill a person. Fang Duan determined the other party's intentions, solved the confusion in his heart, and knew how to deal with it. He was no longer busy plowing and harvesting, but took out a worn-out book from his home and, with a knife, carved every word on it on the wall.

He found that with each word he carved, the sun rose and set. Sometimes it's faster, sometimes it's slow. The corners of Fang Dui's mouth silently raised a smile, it seemed that his mind was not in chaos, but the person was in chaos.

The peach, pear, apricot, plum, and pomegranate trees that have been transplanted into the yard are already full of ripe fruits. Fang Du casually took off a lining, rubbed it on the placket, put it in his mouth and asked for a bite. The sweet juice burst out, making him look satisfied. At this time, a voice suddenly said angrily in mid-air, "What kind of monster are you, how can you last so long?" Fang Dui spit out the core of Lizi, squinted his eyes and said, "I'm a serious person, and the kind of monster that likes to trap people, wants to control everything, and makes people crazy, it's not all the way!"

The business was even more angry, "Who are you talking about?" Fang Du said, "Whoever did it means who." Still, it's pretty good here. I remember when I was a child, it was very difficult to be fed and clothed. Now it's different, you see!"

He pointed behind him, where four or five granaries had been "borrowed" from his neighbor's house were already filled with grain, and wheat, sorghum and corn were growing in the fields. Bunches of red chili peppers hang on the walls. The fruits and vegetables that could not be eaten were dried and the fish and shrimp were pickled and ready to be used at any time. As long as he can endure loneliness, Fang Duan can live here for the rest of his life.

"You, won't you be lonely, there's no one else here but you!" the voice seemed unwilling, and said evilly, "no one talks to you, no one cares whether you are doing well or not, there is no difference between you living one day and living a year." The days waiting for you are like a pool of stagnant water, no matter how much you toss, you can't set off the slightest wave!"

The more he spoke, the more vicious he became, and finally he almost cursed Fang Dui, "You are like a worm repellent, humble and reluctant to live! Don't worry, those people will soon forget you, and when they talk about a person named Fang Dui, they will start to shake their heads and sigh, recalling some things related to you." But soon, they will forget what you look like, forget the past they shared with you, and even forget that they once knew you as a person!"

Speaking of this, he laughed insolently, and even began to imagine Fang Dui's dejected and powerless appearance. But at this moment, Fang Du was holding a pear in his left hand and a sweet apricot in his right hand, and he was eating happily. As for what he just said, to be honest, there were some of them he didn't listen to at all!

"Hey, why are you so rude? I'm talking, you're eating!" The man seemed to be annoyed by Fang Dui, and he roared madly, "You, won't you respect me?" Fang Dui crossed Erlang's legs and said leisurely, "I said you, is it a bit of a cart before the horse? To put it nicely, we are strangers who have never met." To put it mildly, you are the enemy who wants to kill me, why should I respect you?"

"Okay, well, even if what you said is right, then tell me, do you really plan to continue living here?" the man said helplessly, "I don't believe that anyone can really endure long-term loneliness!" Fang Du said, "Why can't you bear it? I have lived a long, long life, so long, so long, that I want to end my life several times." Not only was I lonely, but I had to endure hunger, cold, and cynicism from my neighbors. But now, I have so much food and food, and I don't have to endure the ridicule of those people, I am well fed and clothed, and I am at ease alone, just lonely, and for me, this is already heaven!"

"Crazy!" the man commented on Fang Dui. Fang Du smiled maliciously and said, "I think, it will cost a lot of spiritual power to go deep into my heart and build a world outside the square to trap me, right? The sunrise and sunset here, the growth of crops, although they are all under your control, but in the same way, they also consume your spiritual power." Well, I have estimated that if I were to do these things, two-thirds of my spiritual power would have been consumed, and how long the remaining third would last, you know better than me. Let's make a bet and see how long you can hold out before I break down!"

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