I don't know when Brother Stone woke up, he has been sitting on the small stone bench at the head of the house, motionless, as if he had lost his soul.

The moonlight was clear, looking at Brother Stone through the shadow of the window, Zijuan felt that his Brother Stone had become stranger.

In fact, Lin Ziyun has come to his senses. A man who had slept for most of the year suddenly woke up. There have been fears, there have been struggles. With sloppy hair and messy stubble, he looked even more decadent. I don't know when he was afraid of being alone. Afraid of being alone, he longs to be recognized by others, and he hopes that he can do something eye-catching.

He didn't dare to look at what he looked like now, he was afraid that he would be disappointed. He was very afraid that he would collapse like this, and for a moment, Lin Ziyun thought that he would plant flowers and hoe fields here, and from then on herd cattle and sheep and be a farmer. I didn't care about the blood that stabbed my palm from the dagger in my hand, and I didn't know when it had become a habit to get hurt.

He was a mortal man with little ability. But God is always unfair, it's true that he is a mortal, but he also has dignity and a stubborn heart. He has always owed others in this half of his life, and sometimes thinks that if it weren't for the people who still care about him, it would be better to be a hundred.

However, isn't it meaningful to live for those who care about and pay for themselves? Even if it is a life that lasts for a while, we must live.

Lin Ziyun is a young man who has traveled from modern times, and he has his own pride. He doesn't want to owe someone else, so he'd rather struggle with pain and live in torment.

He owes his parents, as the saying goes, "Parents are here, don't travel far", but now that he is missing, his parents don't know how many days of longing they will have to suffer, and how much they will have to suffer the pain of losing their children.

He owes Tantai Tanxi, a girl who gave her life for love and for him.

He also owes Yu Wenyou, although he has only been together for half a year. But from the time he didn't shake his head and refused to "take him home", he already owed a debt. What's more, he has received his lifelong inheritance, and such a great favor is also a debt.

Lin Ziyun felt like a speck of dust in the universe, and he wanted to sleep like this. Fortunately, no one knows, and if he dies, no one will know. It's just that when a person dies and no one knows where you came from, it's really a sadness, and this kind of thought flashes through my mind.

The moon is like practice, and the dead trees outside the fence are painted on the jade plate, which is even more desolate. Lin Ziyun couldn't help but shout in his heart, what is he living for?

Establish a heart for heaven and earth, establish a life for the people, or continue to learn for the sake of the saints?

He also thought that if he is good, he will help the world, and if he is poor, he will be good alone.

He also admired the open-mindedness of tens of thousands of mansions and the fact that I was alone and frozen.

He also had the ambition of worrying about the people when he lived in the temple and worried about the king when he was far away from the rivers and lakes.

It's just that he can't even take care of himself now, and he's just an ordinary person who can't be more ordinary. He can't cultivate, he has no friends, no relatives, and he only has one life left that doesn't belong to him, a cheap life!

In the past year, in a trance, it is really like a dream of Nanke, and the vicissitudes of the world have been tasted, and I have not been able to be a peaceful person since then.

Lin Ziyun would rather be a Wuling person by himself, maybe there will be no pain and no thoughts in this way. After he came out of the Seven Stars Secret Realm, he didn't know that there was a Han, regardless of Wei and Jin. But the blood left on the tips of his fingers didn't hurt, and the bitterness of the tears in the corners of his eyes and his lips made him understand.

Lin Ziyun, you can't be a coward, you can't be a treacherous and unfilial person.

Stand up and keep your head up. The world will not be without your foothold. You must not let go, the debt you owe still needs to wait for you to repay, the person who waits for you is still waiting for you, you can't fall.

Yes, when you are most helpless and destitute. Learn to learn from the platform, do everything you can, and do what you want to do to be successful.

"Qi Refining Decision" appeared in Lin Ziyun's mind, and he didn't know why, Lin Ziyun, who was born from death, suddenly understood some words that he couldn't understand before. Suddenly realized, there is a feeling that the heart is like a mirror.

It is better to think all day than to learn in a moment. It is better to climb high and see.

Inducing qi into the body, Lin Ziyun gritted his teeth and tried again and again. Even if there is still no trace of aura entering the body, Lin Ziyun knows that he understands the Tao in his heart, and one day he will be able to enter the house.

When he heard this, the young man was surprised and delighted.

Without the decadence of the past, he knew that even ants born on the ground had their own way of living. The worm has no claws and teeth, eats the soil on the top, and drinks the yellow spring below. Relying on perseverance and faith, even ants can do unthinkable things through their own efforts.

As soon as he became an immortal, Lin Ziyun knew that his path to immortality had become today.

It was only when the white dew condensed slightly that the young man slowly got up.

Through the candle flame, Lin Ziyun looked at Zijuan's small figure, and a faint smile appeared on his face.

Near the window, the little girl is dressed in thin clothes. fell asleep with her hands on the wooden table, and Lin Ziyun took a quilt to cover her.

Extinguishing the candle, Lin Ziyun saw the dagger in his hand. I couldn't help but think of the white-clothed Shengxue, the woman who descended to earth like a goddess.

There was too much sorrow for this night, and I couldn't get rid of it, so I endured it. Lin Ziyun sighed, and just quietly watched Xiao Zijuan fall asleep quietly. Her narrow eyelashes are drawn on her eyes, and those beautiful eyelashes seem to hide her thoughts in her heart.

lost his father and mother when he was young, and he had to take care of his grandmother. For a while, I couldn't help but think of the little girl yesterday, saying that she was going to take herself away, as if she was looking for some fairy master. There are too many people in this world, and too many people are more unfortunate than themselves.

Complaining is the attitude of the weak. Being responsible is the style of the strong.

Thinking of this, Lin Ziyun's eyes showed a rare look of pity, and he touched Zijuan's hair dotingly.

What is missed is wrong after all. Only by cherishing what is in front of you can you find peace of mind.