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The old pedant didn't know when Lu Dao leaned over, and stopped beside him, this sprinkling article took only ten minutes, a quarter of an hour away, and there were still five minutes left, which was enough for the old pedant to finish reading.

Who knew that the old scholar of Lu Dao stood next to him for a moment, but he coughed and whispered: "There is a typo." ”

"Damn, the simplified characters are thick!" Zi Baifeng hurriedly added a few more strokes, and he was in a cold sweat.

The old pedant nodded with satisfaction, and now this article is really a stroke that cannot be changed.

Zi Baifeng shook his head proudly, put the pen on his lips, and looked left and right.

It's like the exam room in my memory.

There are those who write hard, there are those who frown and ponder, there are those who regret it, there are those who are elated, there are those who are bitter and hateful, but there are no people who are asleep, there was one before, and now they are up.

Seeing Zi Baifeng turn his face, a scholar at the adjacent table raised his hand and gave him a thumbs up, and said, "Brother Tai is amazing!"

This is really powerful, I slept in the examination room for a long time, and after waking up, I worked hard to write and write in one go, but this strength and skill are not something that ordinary people can have.

Of course, brother, I have knowledge, culture, brains, and thoughts! Zi Baifeng was born to accept this brother's appreciation.

Zi Baifeng handed over the roll and smiled, and walked away with his hands on his sleeves, but was patted on the shoulder: "Brother Tai, you forgot something!"

Only then did Zi Baifeng realize that the ancient examination room also needed to bring its own pen and ink......

When Zi Baifeng walked out of it with crab steps, he saw Daddy Zijian leaning on his flat barrel, standing behind the crowd, looking around anxiously.

Xiaoshi sat on Zijian's shoulder, leaned his thin neck and shook his head to watch, and when he saw Zi Baifeng coming out of the back of the crowd, he immediately shouted: "Come out!

"Daddy!" Zi Baifeng waved his sleeves, quickened his pace, and walked forward.

The old pedant's "empty" stick, knocked Zibaifeng's memory fusion, there is no strangeness to this world, it is like going from a familiar city to another familiar city, from a family of relatives to another family.

There is no estrangement, but the novelty is full.

Of course, in addition to the novelty, there are also doubts. I wonder how I got to this world.

Looking up, the blue sky was clear, the white clouds were long, the breeze was blowing, blowing the robe on the body, and being caught by the robe, circling around the side, with a few leaves flying up to the sky.

Bow your head, the bluestone pavement, the green grass sticks out, the square-mouthed cloth shoes are hidden under the robe, and the robe is very clean, this is the so-called green gold.

When I looked up again, my father's eyes were full of anticipation, and he asked again and again, "How is it?"

"Grab it!" Zi Baifeng made a muscle-shining movement proudly, and then looked at his father again.

Zijian got married at the age of fourteen, married at the age of sixteen, and became Zi Baifeng's father the next year, and he is only in his early thirties until now. In Zi Baifeng's understanding, the early thirties are the age when men seem to be familiar with each other, and their playfulness has just retired, some of them have already started a family, and some are still wandering around.

The man in front of him already had a vicissitudes of life, and even his sideburns had a little gray hair. Zi Baifeng still doesn't know what he looks like, but looking at the man in front of him, he actually looks like a father and son in his previous life, with a medium stature, not strong, but not weak. His forehead was not wrinkled, but the fishtail at the corner of his eye was deeply entrenched in his sideburns, and when he smiled, it was like a peacock blooming its gorgeous tail.

This is my father.

Zijian is also looking at his son.

I don't know what Lu Dao is for, I always feel that there is a difference, the face that was always serious before seems to have melted, and people always feel that he laughs, pure, it must be laughing from the heart.

"That's good, that's good. Zijian also laughed, Zi Baifeng felt that someone was pulling the corners of his clothes, he lowered his head, and saw the small stone pulling his robe underneath, and when he looked down, he quickly shrank back, and said, "Brother, I washed my hands clean, and I didn't touch your clothes......"

Xiao Shi's face must have been washed well, and his little hands and face, which were always black and dirty, were now white and clean, but looking at Zi Baifeng's eyes, he was still timid, for fear that Zi Baifeng would scold him.

Zi Baifeng smiled and touched his head, the small stone shrank back, looked up again, and handed over a bag of buns.

"Brother...... Hexiangju's big bun ......" said, swallowing the foam, and then shrinking back.

"You must be hungry, hurry up and eat. Zijian said, "We've been waiting here since we bought it, you can figure it out." ”

The fragrant bun is wrapped in lotus leaves, held in the small hand of the small stone, and the fragrance is fragrant.

"Brother, I didn't steal ......" Seeing Zi Baifeng looking at him, Xiaoshi lowered his head again.

This little guy who is not afraid of the sky and the earth, runs around the mountains and fields every day, dares to go up the mountain to steal wolf cubs, and goes into the water to catch big fish, he is only afraid that Zi Baifeng will stare at him.

In the past, Zi Baifeng always chattered about the benefits of reading and writing to Xiao Shi, and then forced him to study, but Xiao Shi's heart was not on it, and he was willing to do anything in order not to study.

Over time, Xiao Shi became more and more afraid of Zi Baifeng, for fear of being counted down by him.

However, the current Zi Baifeng recalled his past approach to small stones, but he felt that he was very excessive.

He reached out to touch the little stone's shaved blue scalp, but the little stone shrunk his neck and closed his eyes tightly like a frightened chick.

After a while, he found that his brother's big hand was groping around on his head, he opened his eyes, looked at his brother's face from under the big hand, grinned, showed a big smile, and raised the bun in his hand: "Brother, eat buns!"

What answered him was Zi Baifeng's suddenly enlarged figure.

"Bai Feng, Bai Feng!" Zijian's cry and Xiao Shi's frightened cry echoed in his ears, but they gradually faded away.

Zi Baifeng shook twice and fell to the ground with a thud.

"Woo, brother......" Xiao Shi's cry gradually faded away, and there seemed to be a light circulating in front of him, Zi Baifeng felt that he was flying, and then passed through a long corridor.

The left and right sides of this corridor are like two movie walls, showing everything in their past.

On one side, there are elementary school, junior high school, high school, and university who have been quiet all the way, and then sleep until they wake up naturally at the university, play games until their hands cramp, and stay dark all day long.

On the one hand, he was ill-fated since he was a child, lost his mother at birth, and then fled home because of the flood, and finally settled in a small mountain village, but he is still poor and eager to change his fate.

These two memories are like two parallel lines, which never intersect and extend into the infinite distance.

Zi Baifeng raised his head, in addition to these two light curtains, there were countless lines, stretching vertically and horizontally above the black sky, although it looked chaotic, but none of the two lines intersected.

Each line seems to be a different memory.

And only the memories of these two Zi Baifeng are parallel to each other, just like the same person in the two parallel worlds.

Suddenly, the pitch-black sky suddenly cracked, like a piece of porcelain that had been smashed into countless pieces, each of which dragged countless silk threads and flew away.

It's messed up, it's scattered.

But there was a fragment with a cyan glow, flying towards Zi Baifeng who was standing there. Zi Baifeng looked up, and watched as the fragment fell straight into Zi Baifeng's forehead and eyebrows.

At that moment, Zi Baifeng seemed to have a strong attraction, and the two parallel memories were like ribbons that were caught in a fan, and they were suddenly entangled.

Zi Baifeng understands that in fact, this is not his own memory, but the memory of the "fragment", only because it happened to pass through the gap between these two memories and mixed the two memories together, so that he became the current Zi Baifeng. And he is not here at all, it is all restored only through his imagination.

Because what was stirred together was not only the memory of the two Zi Baifeng, but also the cyan fragments.

Zi Baifeng shivered, but his eyes changed again.

No longer countless silk threads, no longer fragments of the sky, Zi Baifeng found himself in a blue light.

It's like the world has not opened, a chaos, no heaven and no earth, only the blue light shines.

It's in a cyan shard.

Heaven and earth are a pot of wine, the porcelain has not fallen off, it is still on the pot, and they are wine.

The entire world was originally in order, but I don't know when the world was broken, turning into countless fragments, and one of the fragments was combined with itself.

After that, the world changed again.

Qingqi rose, turned into the sun, moon, stars and clouds and mist in the sky, turbidity fell, turned into a thick earth, and then the heaven and earth gradually evolved, giving birth to flowers, birds, insects and fish, human work and rest, and then flowers and birds became demons, human beings cultivated immortals, and then, the fairy demon war, the monsters were slaughtered, the immortals seized the creation of heaven and earth, built the heavenly palace, built the empire, the four pillars of the sacred mountain, unmatched. As the so-called prosperity and decline, the immortals who demand excessively are poor and extravagant, the aura of heaven and earth is gradually weakening, and no new people become immortals, and the people who can practice have reached the extreme, the emperor sits on the throne, and the people in the mortal world are not living......

An instant is billions of years.

Then Zi Baifeng woke up.

I wanted to speak, but my voice was like coarse sandpaper, dry and dull, and my limbs were weak, as if I had been crushed by a hundred elephants.

"Brother, brother!" Xiao Shi's voice came, "Uncle, brother, he's awake!"

Then Zijian's voice came: "Bai Feng, drink some water!"

After some tossing, it took half an hour before Zi Baifeng had the strength to sit up from the bed.