Behind him, there was a faint sound of mosquitoes and flies in the statue in front of the incense table!
"… the vast road is faint with a thought of mountains and rivers."
The old winehead still looked at the morning light in the distance and asked, "Confused?"
In the’ Statue’, Luo Yu sounded again. "… it’s confusing to see mountains as mountains and water as water; See confused is confused and the road is vague. Don’t confuse me … or me. "
As soon as the voice fell, it was golden.
The morning light shines on the wicker at the top of the’ statue’, but it takes root and sprouts in an instant … like a dead tree meets spring.
The most amazing thing is that the tender leaves of wicker are so radiant that they are mysterious and extraordinary.
In a short time, Luo Yu was covered with loess stone shells, and the roots grew inch by inch like a streamer, and then they fell off and turned into dust.
The breeze is like a bath, and the light warms the sun.
The stone hill arbor is ablaze and radiant, and there seems to be a vague rotation of Yin and Yang between heaven and earth, setting off a blue figure emerging from a cocoon like a god arrival.
The arbor seems to have become a heavenly Hongqiao stone platform with incense in a trance!
But in a flash, the divine light will converge and condense quickly, and the white time of wicker in spring is like a thunderbolt.
The vision of heaven and earth has dissipated and the surroundings have been restored!
Hoo ~
The old winehead didn’t look back. He vomited a mouthful of smoke and sighed, "It’s silly to take a step back … Are you ready?"
Los feather didn’t answer staring at the sight of incense seems to be lost in wandering around.
After a long time, he asked hesitantly, "into such as? What if you don’t advance? "
In the eyes of an old wine head, chaos is "or not" than vicissitudes.
"Into another example? What is it like? " Luo Yu continued to ask.
The wine head smiled back. "Although the odds are one step away, it is often like reaching the sky. I think you know it well. After this is not done, you should know the rules here."
And he threw a stone at the surface of the water.
After the surface of the water stirred up a ripple, he went on to say, "It’s wonderful to throw a stone and ask if water can’t make waves."
Wen Yan Luo Yu looked down at the spreading ripples for a long time without saying a word.
After a long time, we can see that the ripple ring wave dispersion is weaker and more peaceful but wider!
Seeing this, he seems to have a feeling in his heart. "I have been drifting with the tide in my origin …"
While talking, I can’t help but remember hard. It seems that I have forgotten many important things and many important people.
Staring at the wicker in my hand, I know that if I cut it with this sword, I can get the identity of a swordsman, but it seems that I will lose those memories that I have forgotten forever!
This ….. I don’t want to be less now, I think not yet.
At the moment, racking their brains to recall the past, Luo Yu suddenly turned to look at the willow tree in front of the pub.
After a few days of floating catkins, the willow tree has now withered rapidly, and it seems that in less than a day, the willow tree will be completely withered
The most important thing is that this willow tree seems to be hanging two young men with drooping heads!
There are new people here? And how do you look at a very familiar feeling?
Luo Yu pointed to two people not far away and asked the old winehead, "Who are they?"
The wine head shrugged. "What’s the name? Baiyang and Xuanyin seem to have swam all the way to find you."
"Looking for me?" Los feathers confused mumbling repeating their names "Bai Yang, Xuan Yin? White … Xuan is so familiar … I’ll go and see. "
"Eh ~?" Old wine head consternation turned hurriedly woke up, "silly you really split? It’s not easy. "
Luo Yu woke up after listening to the kindness of the old wine head, and the pace of walking to the high road was even faster!
Regardless of waving his hand, he replied in the opposite direction, "You are an old thing. The more you urge me to split, the less I will split."
The old winehead smiled and continued to watch the scenery.
……
Willow leaves are falling.
Two brothers, Baiyang and Xuanyin, are hanging their heads from a tree.
Maybe they spent the whole night swinging while kicking and scolding each other, or maybe it’s really weird here, like ordinary people. They are really tired after swinging all night, and they have fallen asleep and snored one after another.
Los feather tree looked up and looked at the two men around to see them in black armor and white, and when Bishop’s eyebrows had a scaly mark.
He suddenly felt that something was about to wake up in his heart than he was familiar with it!
Seeing this, he patted the two of them hanging their calves and called out, "Hey ~ wake up, wake up."
Suddenly!
A kick suddenly kicked Luo Yu’s eyes, and he quickly avoided seeing the white man close his eyes and show disgust. He said in a dream, "I’m tired of it ~ Xuanyin … Are you finished?"
While the Xuanjia man was so sleepy that he whined …
It’s amazing that they can still spit fragrant feathers before they wake up from their dreams.
And this tone seems to be very familiar and familiar to me, as if I can talk too much!
Don’t … These two foreign brothers I am from the same town?
Otherwise, how can you look so familiar and deja vu, and the tone of voice sounds more intimate?
Thought of here, he immediately did as the Romans do, and changed his tone than nature and called out, "Hey ~? Wake up ~ watch to sleep … "
Hanging two people will soon wake up.
As soon as they heard this, they looked at it with their eyes open.
Suddenly, the two of them were elated as they saw the flower girl, and the half-length body rippled like a water snake.
Baiyang preempted the spoken language and said surprisingly, "Oh dear ~! Master, are you still alive? "