You can search "Young Fengshui Master" in Baidu to find the latest chapter!
Has Cang Yue, who was confused all the way, finally guessed something?
I looked at the slowly floating red lantern and asked.
"What did you discover?"
Cang Yue said solemnly.
"I can be sure that this place is not a ghost, and I have a guess in my heart."
Mo Shan and I all looked at her.
"Youming, Huangquan, Naihe, I think there will be things we are familiar with later, but although these things have appearances, they have no form."
After a pause, Cang Yue continued.
"Although I haven't really seen these things, I know very well that the ones in front of me are still far away, and the imitations are not the essence, so we are still in Ao Lie's cage. The layout that came out."
Mo Shan asked in astonishment.
"Didn't you say that Ao Lie died? Besides, what's the point of him imitating these things?"
Cang Yue thought for a while, but finally shook her head and said.
"It is said that he is dead, but whether he is dead or not It is still hard to say. As for the purpose of imitating the ghost, I don't know."
have to.
Cang Yue's words are meaningless to me.
However, it can be regarded as confirming the thoughts in my heart. As for Ao Lie's purpose, it seems that I have to go on to know.
But this game is too big!
I looked at Naihe and said in a deep voice, "Let's go."
What is wrong with this bridge, I will regret it all my life.
If this bridge has three points of true meaning, I still have a lot of interest.
When the three of us took the first step on the bridge, we couldn't help but stopped.
A complex emotion suddenly appeared in my heart.
It's as ifwe're really dead.
All kinds of life, family, love, friendship, people and things.
All the memories enveloped the whole body like a mist, and it was as vast and white as the mist, which made people feel confused.
I sighed inexplicably in my heart, followed by the second step, the third step, and the fourth step!
The more you walk, the more complicated emotions become, which makes people fall into it.
I looked down at the looming river under the mist. If I expected it to be right, this river should be Wangchuan?
It's just that when I look down, it's covered by fog and I can't see clearly.
But a pair of real eyes can barely see through the hazy fog.
But this river does not seem to be as fierce as described in the myths and legends.
Ox ghosts and snake gods, ghosts and monsters, gods, demons and evil spirits.
Not in the river.
On the contrary, it is clean and clear, and it can even reflect its own shadow?
It's like the clearest river in the world, but it lacks vitality.
There are no fish or shrimp in the river, it just trickles, which gives me a strange feeling.
Water is dead, but people are alive.
I was in a trance, and my eyes gradually became confused.
Immediately, the operation of the big ban brought me back to my thoughts, and when I watched it again, I was stunned.
I don't know when fish appeared in the clear river water. They were swimming in the water, playing and playing.
My eyes locked on one of the red carp, and after staring at it for a long time, my brain buzzed.
Immediately afterwards, there was a picture that gradually enlarged and occupied my entire mind
"Wang Wentao! I hate you! I love you so much, why don't you come and save me!"
Yan Sitong was buried under the endless abyss, her beautiful face was full of desperation, despair and hatred. The darkness came, trying to suppress her!
She let out a roar, and stretched out her hand feebly to grab the sky, as if she wanted to grab my hand, but I could only watch helplessly, powerless.
"Sitong!" I shouted anxiously, reaching out to grab her, but then, the darkness completely suppressed her.
"Wang Wentao! I hate you!"
Boom!
The darkness was shattered, and amidst the torrent of steel, a tall and slender figure stood on the top of the building. She looked at the ants-like traffic below and murmured softly.
"Is it impossible to love? Let's be like this in this life."
With a poignant smile, the woman jumped down the building resolutely with her arms open.
In the wind, she is like a newborn bird, flying freely, towards the endlessHope to fly.
I looked at the back of Lin Qingyin jumping numbly, only feeling that my breathing was stagnant, and my heart ached.
The next moment, I fell from the clouds to the mortal world, and then into the sea, and saw the endless sea.
A huge alchemy furnace appeared in sight, and a pair of old men and women were separated by an enchantment, looking up and down, their eyes full of regret.
"Yun Zhou, although you and I are in the same place in this life, it is as if we are separated from each other. This is my regret, Wang Qi, and I am sorry for you."
Qin Zhenzhen smiled and shook his head: "We are better than that Cowherd and Weaver Girl, at least we can see each other, but Yunzhou is not blessed, and it is my fault that I failed to leave you Wang Qi with a son and a half."
"Yunzhou, since we couldn't hold hands with you to watch the sunset and spend the day and night together, we will fight for it in the next life."
"Sir, let's go now, it's a pity for a lifetime, it's hard to get over."
The two looked at each other and slowly closed their eyes.
The next moment, the water flow reversed, and the two of them shattered like blisters and disappeared before my eyes.
I felt a pain in my heart, and my eyes became more dazed. I didn't care about the changes in the world, and the scenes changed. I just felt that all of this was my own incompetence and fault.
But soon, an old voice sounded in my ears, like winter thunder, so abrupt, it shocked me physically and mentally!
"Wen Tao, why are you confused?"
I turned my head to look at Grandpa sitting on the kang, knelt on the ground trembling, and said in a trembling voice.
"Master, Wen Tao is guilty."
"What's the crime?"
"I, I have let down too many people and have too many regrets. Even with all my abilities, I can't change their ending. Wen Tao is guilty."
"Looked up."
I looked up at my grandfather with a blurred face, and smelled the familiar smell of dry tobacco, which made my thoughts gradually clear.
"Wen Tao, tell me, is there anyone in this world who has no regrets?"
I was taken aback.
My grandfather continued: "It is because of regrets that people are called people and life is called life. If there are no regrets, isn't it a dead thing? Wen Tao, you have to remember that only regrets are the most real in a person's life, and only through regrets can he know that he is alive. Only then can you know what you want, don¡¯t try to change your regret, keep it and accept it, that¡¯s the biggest change, Wen Tao, you see.¡±
I looked at the cigarette pot in my grandfather's hand, and immediately, he took two puffs of cigarettes and said calmly.
"The past is like a passing cloud. The smoke you spit out can't be sucked back, but you can smell it slowly. Regrets can push you to grow, or to the road of change, or to the abyss. This person, every step is full of excitement. Go forward. A step may become a legend, or it may lead to the end, but it has to go."
Boom boom boom!
The cigarette pot was infinitely magnified in my eyes, and finally hit the top of my head.
All my thoughts returned, and the next moment, I opened my eyes and saw Mo Shan jumping into the river! (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com