Even up to this moment, her whole body and mind were still immersed in that indescribable light joy and ease, Shen Xin was still doubting instinctively.
But I was just a little confused.
This person was originally like a god or immortal in her heart.
When Shen Xin returned to the courtyard, under the faint starlight, in the courtyard, under the cover of vines, a candle was burning quietly.
This is a very old and old yard with no water or electricity.
Well, there is still water, but you need to pump it yourself. It is a very old-fashioned manual pumping well. The pumped water is placed in a large tank next to the well. Shen Xin uses the water here for daily washing.
The electricity is really gone.
Shen Xin bought this candle. She went to several general supermarkets before finally buying it in one of them.
After living in this courtyard, Shen Xin seemed to have suddenly returned from the 21st century to the 20th century, no, to the 19th century!
At this moment, when she stepped into the courtyard from the outside and looked at the candles burning quietly and occasionally dancing slightly in the courtyard, Shen Xin felt like she had stepped into another world.
A world called "home".
A special home.
This place, which was temporary and hasty in every aspect, had become the safest place in her heart for her.
Give her stability and peace of mind.
It seems that no matter how turbulent or windy and rainy it is outside, here it will always be so gentle, warm and welcoming.
Just like the candle burning quietly in the yard at this moment.
The man was in a dimly lit place.
The candlelight reflected his figure, and he slightly raised his head to look at the sky.
"Brother Xu, I'm back!" There was a kind of relaxation in Shen Xin's words that she didn't even know she had.
"good!"
If it was normal, Shen Xin would probably go pick fruits and vegetables, make dinner and so on.
But since she came back late today, she didn't feel hungry at all. Moreover, about a certain question, the curiosity in her heart was like a cat's claw scratching her heart. She couldn't help but ask!
If she doesn't ask, she really won't be able to sleep tonight!
Although curiosity was something that seemed to have nothing to do with her in the past.
But that was before!
"Brother Xu, am I...am I cultivating immortality?" Shen Xin walked up to the man in a few steps and asked.
She said she was stepping on her feet, but in fact her steps were very light. As she walked, she still had the aftertaste of running before, as if she could move like a rabbit at any time and start running at full speed.
Or perhaps, this was not the aftertaste of running, but her body instinctively hoping that she would do something.
"Cultivation to immortality..."
"Haha, Xiao Shen, what do you think is an immortal?"
Shen Xin couldn't answer this question.
She had done some research on the Internet some time ago, but all the answers on the Internet seemed to be far away from the person in front of her, and they were unlikely to match up.
Seeing the cooing look of the girl in front of him, Xu Guangling smiled slightly:
"Okay, you can be a cultivator."
"You are cultivating immortality!"
"So, Xiao Shen, do you want to learn?"
Want to learn?
Does this question need to be asked? Shen Xin opened her eyes wide and looked at the person in front of her, as if "questioning" you if you were stupid with her eyes, but she just glanced at it, and then she nodded repeatedly like a chicken pecking at rice.
And next, she heard this sentence:
"So, Shen Xin, are you willing to become my disciple?"
disciple?
Shen Xin was stunned.
She felt an inexplicable sense of disappointment in her heart, but it didn't seem like a big loss. The next moment, there was only joy in her heart.
Disciple...disciple as well.
Anything goes.
As long as it's not like this relationship that seems very close but is actually very far away.
Now, what is her relationship with him?
It doesn’t matter!
If a person has always been in the shadow, he will not particularly yearn for the sunshine. Even when he sees the sunshine, he will quietly stop and then silently return to his own shadow.
Look at other people's sunshine.
See others happy and laughing.
I just kept silent.
Not envious.
Don't complain either.
Perhaps, there are those who have envy, day and night, and perhaps there are those who have complained, while awake and dreaming, but in the end, they found it useless, and in the end, they found that it is useless, so they both
No envy or complaint.
Know what is your own.
This is Shen Xin's story from when she can remember... to before.
Change, less than a month.
But she could no longer imagine going back to the days a month ago.
Those days are actually not bitter.
real.
Not bitter at all.
She is much happier than many people in this world!
Shen Xin understands.
She is not crippled, has arms and legs, is not deaf, blind or dumb.
She also didn't have any miserable life experiences that made people cry and couldn't bear it.
She can even make a living with her somewhat miraculous skills without having to go to work every day from nine to five. This alone is already better than many people.
So, what's the pain?
It's really not bitter.
If she talks about suffering, she is afraid that she will be struck by lightning.
So, in fact, she didn't have too many negative emotions in her heart.
but……
But there are no positive ones either.
Living in this world, she is like a heartless person who knows neither cold nor warmth, nor bitterness nor sweetness.
Live, just live.
One day counts as one day.
…
This is her past.
Less than a month ago.
And now, no matter what, she doesn't want to go back to the past days.
Covetous for the warmth and sunshine she enjoyed now, she was afraid that she would die if she returned to the darkness of the past.
The kind of shadow that has lasted for more than 20 years.
After more than twenty days of changes, she could no longer adapt.
Can't get used to it at all!
It will really suffocate! You will die!
Some time ago, I did some random research on the Internet and found out a lot about the knowledge about gods and immortals. Shen Xin also found out about seeking enlightenment and immortality. Shen Xin learned about the "rite of apprenticeship", and she even knew about the three kowtows and nine bows.
At this moment, her mind was in chaos, but it did not affect her clear thinking.
disciple……
Facing the person in front of him, Shen Xin wanted to bow down, as if...it seemed like a certain ancient ritual, which was also done in this way...
But just when she was about to move, a gentle force stopped her.
"Okay, Xiaoxin, from now on, you are my disciple."
"My surname is Xu and my given name is Guangling. From today on, our sect will be called Guangling Sect, Grandmaster, Zongshi, Zongdi, Zongtian. Xiaoxin, you are my founding disciple and the Guangling Sect.
The senior sister."
"From today on, you must make progress every day and practice hard to avoid losing the reputation of our Guangling Sect."
Even Tiantian Shangxiang came out.
And what kind of reputation does the so-called "Guangling Sect", which did not exist a moment ago, have?
If you look at these words in detail, they are honestly ridiculous.
But Shen Xin had no intention of laughing at all. She nodded heavily, "Yes, Master!"
"Haha, there's no need for you, just call me teacher on weekdays."
"Yes, teacher."
Shen Xin said and also smiled.
A smile that bloomed like a flower and the rising sun appeared on her face.
Then gradually, the smile coincided with the first of the eight statuettes. After they overlapped, they went in different directions.
Smiling lightly.
Both naive and shy.
There is also a very refreshing indifference, just like the vines in the yard that are full of vitality but not noisy.
Xu Guangling reached out and touched her head, slightly messing up her hair which was not very neat.
Then, he patted her shoulder gently.
Shen Xin took advantage of the situation and moved closer, squinting her eyes and looking at the candlelight not far away.
You asked me if my return date has not yet been announced, and the autumn ponds are flooded with rain at night in Bashan. Why should we cut the candles from the west window together, but say that it rains at night in Bashan.
Inexplicably, she actually remembered this poem by Li Shangyin.
Cutting the Western Window Candle together... What is that feeling?
But as it is now, it's fine.
Very good.
It couldn't be better.
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