After a dream, he was about to wake up from a long dream, and the young man in white with a misty face got up and stretched, and then his still misty eyes began to look at the bed around him that was different from when he first fell asleep. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Huh, how do I get inside the quilt?

Could it be that I was eaten by the quilt girl?

It's scary......

Unwillingly, he shook the long hair that was scattered behind his head, and the white clothes tried to be sober, and then suddenly found that his clothes seemed to have been taken off!

It's terrible, it's terrible, the quilt is fine!

"Hee-hee, brother, your clothes are at the bedside. Lu Wushuang, who had been watching the white clothes escape from reality, stared at the white clothes' face, and said with a smile.

"Whew. ”

Without refutation, Bai Yi glanced at the ghost spirit who had debunked himself, and then his body was soft like a noodle and he got back into the quilt, and by the way, he also brought in the clothes at the head of the bed.

After a strange wriggling of the quilt that was bulging into a big bag, Bai Yi kicked open the quilt and rushed out in high spirits. But just as he tried to pick up the fish intestines on his toes, the hateful and nasty cousin once again demolished him.

"Hahahaha, brother, are you wearing your clothes backwards?"

Therefore, a creature like a sister should not have a mouth!

Silently took off the white clothes that had been put on his body backwards, and Lu Baiyi began to slowly start wearing them again, as if all the vitality of the morning had run out all at once.

Lu Wushuang saw Bai Yi's unhappy face, so he stopped playing pranks. Naturally, she walked over to the white coat and skillfully smoothed out the wrinkles on the garments.

Her expression was extremely focused, Bai Yi was a little embarrassed, and wanted to stop her, but looking at her eyes and her meticulous movements, some words were swallowed back into her stomach, and she was in no mood to continue.

Why does Bai Yi want to hurt, this cousin who can only rely on him now?

No, he's not the kind of stupid wood, and he's not an inexperienced junior brother. He just didn't want to say it, and he didn't want to bother about it, what he was escaping was just the extremely indifferent and lonely, cold-blooded and cruel self.

Yes, that self is too cold and lonely! He used to stand at the top of the world, and when the whole world was centered on him, the distance between him and others became more and more strange and alienated. The world you see is always what others want to see for you, and everything is incomplete, and incompleteness is the greatest falsehood in the world.

Looking at the gentleness and stubbornness in Wushuang's eyes, Bai Yi lowered his head and obediently asked Wushuang, the little girl who had only reached his chest, to help him sort out the folded back collar, and did not refuse this self-comforting care.

Even if it's just a false family affection, I can't bear to let go, isn't this kind of fetter the purpose of peace and harmony?

His mind was turning, but his face became more and more indifferent, and the white clothes sighed softly, he knew that he shouldn't think like this. If you have a purpose for your goodness, then it will be a different feeling in your heart. And this feeling is the beginning of misunderstanding and tragedy, and man is ultimately a creature dominated by feelings.

Bai Yi had no intention of being that kind of indifferent and rational dead thing, but he had to live like this, and he hated that stupidity so much. When you know the optimal solution to a problem, will you still struggle to figure out that stupid process?

It's easy to go up the mountain and difficult to go down, and if you want to leave, the resistance you encounter is not only from others, but also from yourself who has seen the scenery higher. Even if you know that there is no way forward on this peak, what can you do, you can die at the end of the day, throughout the ages, there are still few people who have fallen on such a road?

His fingers unconsciously tapped the short swordfish intestines on his waist, and Bai Yi knew that he had fallen into such a fantasy again, which was like demons and nightmares, and like weeds, wildfires could not be burned, and spring breezes blew and reborn.

Who can put an end to delusions in the heart?

No longer trying to entangle those troublesome thoughts, the gains and losses of yesterday's battle of the white-clothed thinker, although his plan yesterday has been successfully successful, but three times a day, isn't it the most important thing for a person who claims to be smart.

In yesterday's battle, Bai Yi not only harvested those mountains of goods, solved the livelihood problem of the Weishan battalion for at least two months, but also calmed the hearts of the Weishan battalion who were turbulent because of his training of people. Regardless of whether those people were intimidated by the force of the white clothes, or were impressed by the methods of the white clothes, at least the white clothes successfully became the real leader of this Weishan battalion, and they also had their own team and a foundation that was enough to display their talents.

Talking about himself, in the battle with that hall master yesterday, Bai Yi and the other party were unusually tacitly unusually tacitly did not use their internal qi. In such a barely fair situation, Bai Yi was able to draw with the other party and have a slight upper hand, which was enough to prove that the martial arts on the Nine Yin True Scripture were indeed extraordinary.

In the eyes of Bai Yi, whose understanding has been greatly improved for unknown reasons, those martial arts are like the most expressive landscape paintings, and every bit of charm seems to show all the scales and minions in his eyes, just waiting for him to point the eyes that represent the core.

Bai Yi naturally knew that this was not normal, how could he, a young man who had been in contact with martial arts for such a short time, be so familiar with the essentials of martial arts, and how could he integrate them so easily. It may be possible to travel by yourself, and the benefits brought by the two lives are too bizarre.

If something is abnormal, there must be a demon, no matter what the cause of this abnormality is, Bai Yi feels that it must be something he doesn't know. There are no miracles in the world for no reason, and the miracles that can be caused must have their reasonable internal causes, even if it is only for the sake of being reasonable. Otherwise, a world full of abnormalities will only fall into the end of the self-contradictory collapse day by day, just as he did in the previous life.

What did I do?

Bai Yi finally reflected on the source of his long-standing disobedience.

When have you ever stood on top of a mountain, and whose memory is this unbearable cold?

How could he ever have imagined destroying the world?

These doubts surrounded Bai Yi's mind, and the most fundamental question that he had doubted finally showed clues and traces, as if he had peeked into some kind of predetermined fate. He is on a journey to the peaks, but the boy on this journey is still the same self he was at the beginning?

Whose body and shell am I? Or rather, who borrowed my shell and accidentally leaked his thoughts? The mountains and mountains are cold, the world is independent, and whose silent sigh is that scene of loneliness and coldness in the heights.

It's really interesting to climb the mountain again······