Thinking of the encounter between Morrich and Pat, and his own past and present life, Fang Tian suddenly felt an infinite feeling of the vastness of the world.
In a book of ancient Chinese writings that Fang Tian read in his previous life, he included a small article called "The Fu of the Later Snow", which says:
"If the simplicity and cleanness are light and bright, and the elegance is evident, and the square is circumference is revealed. The words of the ministers are in the middle of ten thousand, and there is no such thing as the most beautiful person. What I see is the vassalt and guns blowing the air. The snow does not scatter, but floats in the middle. The filth is the sect, the horses and cows are avoided. The snow accumulates. As long as the water of the salt pond rises, it stands on the top of the copper mountain, it is born from the same kind, and it cannot be said exhausted. Therefore, I hate it when it goes down and then it is white."
The white snow floats down from the sky. The same snowflakes have completely different destinies due to the different landing locations.
Some fall on the top of the mountain and become crystal clear for thousands of years. Some fall on the lake and sea streams and melt into clean water. Some are mixed with dust and mud and allowed to trample on others. Some fall on the stinky ditch and toilet, no matter what its original nature, they become filthy.
How similar is this to being born and coming to the world?
In fact, this small article talks about people, life, and snow is just a carrier used for metaphors.
During supper, Morich and Pat did not show up at the dinner table.
Sharjah appeared, but he looked very strange when Fang Tian looked so strange that Fang Tian felt that he had become a prehistoric monster at some point.
i was still jumping around, and even when he was about to reach Fang Tian, he performed a dance pose that Fang Tian drew in the morning. However, it was obvious that he could not support him with one move, so she hugged Fang Tian's arm and sat next to him.
The two of them are originally located together.
Little Aiwei on the other side had a bit of a taste, but all she could do was to move the chair slightly towards the edge of Fangtian and move it closer.
Qiqi sat opposite Fang Tian, just laughing and fiddling around with the small wooden bowl.
This meal was steamed pork again.
By the way, Fang Tian once said that he would make something delicious for i every day for one month. This promise failed quite quickly, but i, the silly girl, didn't even think about protesting to Fang Tian.
At night, sitting in the well, Fang Tian silently calculated the time.
It was around eight o'clock when Morrisch and Pat came together.
"Your Highness, please give me some advice." Morris was still bowing long, and Pat was like Moris' shadow, which fully reflected his actions, but he was silent.
The three of them still sat in a triangle on the ground.
"Morrich, don't use spells, you can break this willow branch." Fang Tian handed Morrich the props he specially prepared during the day. He said it was a special preparation, but it was just a matter of pulling it when passing by the backyard gate.
There are two waving willow trees growing in the backyard of the Fenglin Mercenary Group courtyard behind the wall. As for how many years it has been, Fang Tian doesn't know. If he had guessed it, it might be very different from the actual situation.
Morris took the willow branches handed over by Fang Tian in a little surprised. Pat's face remained the same, but his eyes also showed surprise. Sharjah next door seemed to be smiling playfully.
Although Morris was surprised, after a very brief shock, he still carefully folded the willow branches.
Fresh willow branches are thin and soft, and must be turned back and forth repeatedly before they can be broken.
After moving his hand a few times, after breaking the willow branches, Morich took the two broken willow branches and looked at Fang Tian.
"Pat first...Pat, please help me to pull out the willow branch. Yes, please do not use it to fold it." Fang Tian took out another willow branch from behind like a magic trick.
How much strength does it take to pull out a willow branch?
Pat didn't know before, but now, he knew whether he did, he didn't know now. He only knew - with his strength, he was not enough to pull off the willow bar that was only the thickness of his little finger.
The loud fifth-level magic apprentice Pat, the former mercenary group's sect, couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed on his face at this moment.
Fang Tian laughed in his heart. In fact, such a trick can only bully these idiots. If Anderson came over, no matter whether you broke or pulled it, it would be a snap.
Then the next moment, Fang Tianzhuan said to Morris: "Your method of meditation is this "pull", and the method of meditation I want to talk about next is the "broken" just now."
Swish
As soon as Fang Tian said this, after a very short moment of shock, Morris and Pat both tense up.
And Sharjah, next door, also felt awe-inspiring.
Sharjah thought of Fang Tian’s inexplicable sudden improvements and his continuous rapid advancement in the past two months. It was Fang Tian’s first breakthrough that helped him step into the threshold of the mage. Then, Fang Tian was in Huaguo Mountain, and Fang Tian was on the wooden stake...
Could it be...
"In one month, there are forty-two days. Morris, you can take out forty days. The first ten days will make you happy. You only think about all the things worthy of joy in your past life, any little thing that makes you feel happy at that time. If you have finished all these things and have not used up ten days, then you will think about it repeatedly. If you have repeatedly thought about it or not used up these ten days, then you will think about the future. What kind of things will make you happy? Whether it is a small joy or a big joy, ecstasy or a surprise, you can think about it as much as you like."
Morris was stunned, Pat was stunned, and Sharjah was stunned.
In their stunned silence, Fang Tian continued, "This is the first ten days. The second ten days, you make only anger in your heart. Thinking about your past experiences, those who make you angry, and those things that make you angry. Everyone lives in this world. If you are not at the peak or high position, there will always be people who slander you, bully you, insult you, laugh at you, light you, lie to you, lie to you, and hurt you, in front of you, carry you in your face, and hurt you. But you can't do anything to them. Then, let the fire of anger ignite your blood. You should let yourself know that you may not have the power to repay, but your heart is always boiling and longing for this power."
Sharjah was silent. Pat was silent. Morich began to tremble slightly.
"On the third ten days, you made you only sad. Someone said that life is like a piece of cloth, covered with bed bugs. Even if one day you remove all these bed bugs and kill them, you will find that the cloth has long been mottled and no longer as before. The real sadness is the passing of time, and what is lost can never be restored."
Sharjah looked up and looked at the sky silently.
Pat's hands, which were hanging beside him, clenched quietly, and the blue veins bloomed.