I don’t know how many days I have been floating on this lake, listening to the young man’s singing all day long is like a dream. When I wake up, I feel that my cultivation has greatly improved. I can’t help but be very grateful to him. How can I take a break when I have a heavy workload?
Looking at the calm blue water, Su Fan was very anxious, thinking about his friends who were now in the imperial capital, and wished he could get the four-phase soul as soon as possible, and then go to the imperial capital.
The young man seemed to be able to see Su Fan's impatience, but he did not point it out. He just said leisurely: "If the mind is not calm, it is difficult to make great progress in cultivation."
The words woke up Su Fan, and he couldn't help but feel a little excited when he thought about his cultivation that has now transformed into the state of mind. Thinking back to the child who cultivated immortality in the beginning, he can now reach the three realms of transformation, which must be legendary.
The price paid was also very high, but it would be a bit redundant to have to calculate the price after it has already passed. After calming down, I sat cross-legged on the boat again and listened to the young man's song.[
The graceful singing sound fell into a dream, and I thought to myself that my throat didn't hurt after singing for so many days. It was really strange. I just didn't know if the young man was tired from singing and didn't take a break.
The young man was lying on his side on the boat, with one hand reaching into the water to play with the blue waves. He felt very comfortable, and the songs coming out of his mouth became more and more lively, which made people obsessed.
"Today's disaster is not something you can solve, and it is not easy to obtain the four-phase soul. Sleep quietly for a few days, recuperate your spirit, and everything will be explained to you satisfactorily."
I seemed to hear the young man's words vaguely, but was distracted by the singing. I couldn't help but wonder who said these words. I tried to open my eyes but found that I couldn't open them again.
His eyes were very heavy, as heavy as a thousand-pound boulder falling on his eyelids.
What I saw in front of me was not darkness, but brightness, with gentle music and singing on the pavilions, and catkins flying beside the lake. I subconsciously held a piece of catkin, but it was blown to pieces by a gust of wind.
Su Fan only felt that there was no spiritual energy in his body and that he had no cultivation. He looked around in shock and suddenly found that it was the same as the scene in his childhood dream.
I don’t understand why I have a dream again this time. The previous times I fell asleep were very peaceful. Is it because I am not calm, or is it something else?
"Let this grudge be settled." A young voice came from the sky. He didn't know where it came from, but Su Fan could recognize the voice of the young man who sang. He looked at the sky in confusion, but couldn't find any trace of it.
"What are you looking at, young man?"
Suddenly he heard someone asking a question, and then he realized that he was standing in front of a food vendor. He glanced at the fat boss, Su Fan smiled slightly, and then left silently.
There is a tavern in Liuxiang, where the aroma of wine overflows.
In a daze, I walked into an alley. The alley was a bit dark, but it didn't affect my vision, and it felt a bit cool.
There is a tavern at the end of the alley called Right and Fei.
There seemed to be a lot of guests in the Samsara Tavern today. In this quiet willow alley, the pub seemed out of place, but it existed like this.
He strode into the tavern and sat on the opposite side of a seat. He didn't seem to see anyone else on the opposite side.
The man lowered his head deeply and drank alone. Hearing someone sit down, he slowly raised his head and his eyes suddenly froze. When the two people's eyes met, it seemed that they could see themselves in each other's pupils.
The two looked exactly the same, as if they were the same person.
But the other party didn't seem to notice, nor did the customers in the entire shop. They ordered the waiter to serve the wine, and the two of them lowered their heads and drank alone.[
After three rounds of drinking, Su Fan felt a little tired. He leaned over the table and suddenly laughed.
The young man seemed interested. Seeing that Su Fan was kind, he smiled and said, "Why are you laughing?"
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"I think the young master wants to take the imperial examination." The unclear words came out of his mouth like this. He had no idea what he meant, but he just said it.
The young man did not shy away. He smiled slightly, slowly placed the wine glass on the table, and said with a smile: "My whole life has been devoted to the mountains and rivers, and to officialdom."
Su Fan smiled bitterly. Such heroic knights are not uncommon in the world, but there are more who covet officialdom. Who doesn't want to live a wealthy life.
"What do you call your Excellency?" the young man suddenly asked.
"Su Fan." Su Fan stood up and bowed.
The young man did not return the courtesy, as if he was very disgusted with this worldly etiquette, and smiled lightly: "It seems that the young master is just a worldly person." There was obviously a bit of displeasure in his words, but fortunately he was still kind.
Su Fan smiled and ignored the other party's mood. He just said softly: "What do you call me?"
The young man smiled lightly: "Qiu Ming."
Su Fan recited the name silently in his mind, confirming that he had never heard Yaran's name before, so he had to give up, talk about the secrets, drink a glass of turbid wine, and fell into deep thought.
"Where did Mr. Su come from?" Qiu Ming asked next.
Su Fan smiled, as if he had returned to that quiet village, Longshi Village without many stones and dragons. Then he said with a naive smile: "I'm from Longshi Village."
"Longshi Village? Could it be the village over there in Huailiu Town?" Qiu Ming said while drinking, as if talking to himself. His voice was so low that Su Fan had to pay close attention to hear it clearly.
"It is indeed there. Where did Mr. Qiu come from?" Su Fan asked curiously.
Qiu Ming's eyes were deep, and he seemed to have thought of a certain unexplainable memory, but his memory didn't seem to be very good. Looking at his frown, Su Fan felt a little apologetic, seemingly because he made the other person think of something unhappy.
thing.
"I have wandered around the world. I have been everywhere and stayed everywhere." Qiu Ming said very melancholy, but after saying it, he became very heroic. He laughed and said: "Where in life is not home? Since you have chosen to wander, then why
Home is everywhere.”
Su Fan lamented the other party's pride, but how did he explain the previous sentence, "the grudge is settled"? He thought that he might have some intersection with the other party, but no matter how much he thought about it, he couldn't find it.
Suddenly, the store's sign caught Su Fan's attention, "Right and Wrong Tavern."
What is right and wrong?
Su Fan was slightly shocked. Could it be that the person in front of him was his previous life?
The sudden thought in his mind made Su Fan almost spill the wine in the glass. When he came back to his senses, he saw that Qiu Ming was already lying down on the opposite side. He was drowsy after drinking a few drinks, so he also fell asleep lying on his stomach.[
The young man lying on his side was already singing, but his singing voice was getting smaller and smaller, as if he was tired after singing for a long time, so he put his hands together, rolled out a spell, and looked towards Su Fan.
"double."
As soon as he finished speaking, Su Fan, who was sitting cross-legged on the ground, had his hair flying lightly, and his originally fiery red hair color turned gray and turned black again.
It is snowing heavily in Longshi Village in the dead of winter.
Uncle Wang's house in the village has been very unsettled recently. It was collapsed by wind and snow a few days ago. The old man is left alone to take care of it, so he can only endure the cold wind.
A student in Tsing Yi walked from a distance with an anxious look on his face. He seemed to be in a hurry. He ran to the door of Uncle Wang's courtyard in a few steps and barged in without waiting for the door to knock.
Anxiously, he lifted up Uncle Wang, who was lying on the bed, and set him aside. Then he lit a fire, and the dark room suddenly became brighter.
In the warm breath, Uncle Wang finally recovered. He looked at the scholar blankly and said bitterly: "Mr. Su, I'm sorry to bother you. If you have something to do at home, just go back first. I'm fine."
Mr. Su looked at Uncle Wang seriously and said impatiently: "You are too old, and you won't go to my house if I let you live in it. If I go to take the scientific examination in the future, who will take care of you."
Uncle Wang heard the other party's good intentions and said with a kind smile: "Well, I'm already old, so I don't know if I'll see my son someday."
"It's been so many years, and you're still concerned about me?" Xu felt that his words were a bit inappropriate, so Mr. Su hurriedly added: "If you are willing, I will be your son."
As Mr. Su spoke, he slowly stood up and cleaned up the parts that were collapsed by the snow, and hurriedly cleared the snow on the roof. The snow was very thick, so his hands were red from the cold, and he lost all consciousness, and he was forcibly clearing away the accumulated snow.
Snow.
Uncle Wang looked at Mr. Su who was busy, his eyes were moist, and he murmured to himself: "My son died young, but unexpectedly he met such a good man."
The snow was finally cleared away, and Mr. Su used his red hands to put up heavy wooden boards on the roof, blocking the air vents, and the room was finally prevented from falling snow.
Uncle Wang looked at Mr. Su kindly and sighed: "Sit down and warm yourself up."
"Next year..." Mr. Su stood beside Uncle Wang and hesitated.
"It's a good thing to take the scientific examination," Uncle Wang said with a smile while warming his hands.
"But you..." Mr. Su hurriedly wanted to say something, but was interrupted by Uncle Wang waving his hand.
"Don't worry, I'm old now, it's no big deal." Uncle Wang lowered his head and said with a silly smile.
Mr. Su sighed and nodded solemnly.
…
The old man hid in the distance and watched Mr. Su who was about to board the boat. He couldn't help but shed tears. His weathered face could not tell that he had been so persevering.
"My hands were stained with blood in the first half of my life, and my son died for me in vain. Now that I have ended up like this, it is also retribution, but you helped me like this..." Uncle Wang murmured to himself.
The past few years have been good, and Uncle Wang has raised a few sheep, which is enough to make a living, and with the spiritual herbs sent by the Su family every day, his muscles and bones are strong.
It was a sunny day on the hillside today. Uncle Wang was sitting on the mountain looking at the sky in the distance. Suddenly, several light groups flashed past. Uncle Wang used to hang out in the city, so he was not surprised by such things and just watched quietly.
Suddenly the light group stopped, and an obviously bright red light group attacked several other light groups. However, the two sides fought too closely, resulting in a decisive victory.
Suddenly one of the weak light groups exploded, and the red light group suddenly became a little weak. Then the remaining light groups quickly began to attack the red light group. At that time, the red light group disappeared from the sky.
Something faintly fell from the distant mountains, and it happened to fall next to Uncle Wang. It was a jade pendant, which looked very delicate, but seemed to be a valuable thing.
The remaining light group didn't seem to notice the fallen jade pendant, and left in a panic.