One thought is eternal

: Bai Xiucai

Time passed, gradually, Tongtian World collapsed, half a year has passed.

Strange sky, strange land, strange city, strange people

Another difference is that the continent here is composed of five vast lands, all of which are called fairylands.

One of the “immortal realms” is so large that there are more than a dozen heavenly world-like fairylands. In the southeast direction, huge and incomparable mountain ranges pass across like dragon spines, spreading endlessly, thus in The staggered positions form a small county town among many cities.

There was a young man wearing a wrinkled white robe with a lot of oil stains and dirt on it. He was walking down the street drunkenly. He held a wine jug in his hand and took a big sip from time to time. As if laughing at himself, he murmured.

“Xianyu?” The young man was very decadent, he seemed to have no energy, even walking crookedly in this drunkenness.

It should be considered autumn now, the autumn wind blows down from the Longji Mountains in the distance with a hint of cold, curling withered and yellow leaves, blowing through this small county with a small population and even a little closed in the remote area, it may be cold in autumn Attacking people, blowing on the body, if it can penetrate into the bones, the cold will be emitted from the inside to the outside. Most pedestrians on the street are wearing thicker clothes and walking in a hurry.

It seems that in such a cold and windy autumn evening, no one wants to wander the streets. They just want to return to their warm home as soon as possible, to be with their loved ones and enjoy the warmth of home.

Only this young man can’t seem to find his way home, like a wanderer who has lost his way, walking in the street in a daze, letting the cold autumn wind blow to his face, he doesn’t care, like the cold in the wind, in him The feelings in his heart are far worse than the silence in his heart. His back in the dusk, only bleak

Some withered and yellow leaves drifted by in the wind. There were a few withered leaves, as if they had found a fate connected with the disease in the young man, and they did not want to leave. They surrounded him and followed him away. Go, stay for a long time.

“What bullshit fairyland?” The young man smelled of alcohol all over his body. When he was shaking in the street while muttering, he picked up the flagon and put it to his mouth to continue drinking, but when he realized that the flagon seemed to be empty, the youth cursed a few words and Zhang He took a big mouth, raised his neck, and shook the jug a few times, until a few drops of wine fell and scattered in his mouth, and then he smacked his mouth a few times.

When he raised his head, the afterglow of dusk fell on his expressionless eyes, reflecting the lingering daze and bitterness in the depths of his eyes.

“There is no more wine. Wine in this world is a good thing.” The young man lowered his head, talking to himself, and walked towards the familiar wine shop, accompanied by the autumn wind, in a daze.

The wine shop is not far away, but the young man seemed to be stepping on the clouds and mist, and he seemed to be staggering from one depth to the other. It took a stick of incense time, and the afterglow of the evening was about to fade, before he arrived at the wine shop and pushed open the door of the wine shop At that time, a heat wave that was different from the cold wind outside, accompanied by the sound of noise, rushed towards the face.

Although there are only seven or eight tables in the wine shop, they are already full. Even the flat stools with no tables around are full of seats. There are even many children who come here with their adults and run around in the wine shop Running around, the people in the county have nothing to do to relieve their boredom on weekdays, so this wine shop selling immortal drunk has become one of the few lively places in the county.

Whether it’s the jokes among neighbors, or the rumors of the big families in the county, even the legends about immortals, in this wine shop, they are sometimes mentioned aloud with mystery after drinking too much, attracting countless people laughter.

For the vast majority of sentient beings, this ordinary day with some laughter is the greatest joy.

“Isn’t this Bai Xiucai, shopkeeper, it seems that the immortals here are drunk, and you have another regular customer.” After the young man came in, several drunken men in the wine shop immediately pointed at the young man and laughed.

These words, uttered from a mouth as drunk as the youth, can’t tell whether it is good intentions or malicious.

People in the small county may be unfamiliar with this young man in front of him, but the regular customers in this winery are already familiar with him, even though this young man only appeared in the small county a few months ago, he never communicated with anyone I know what his name is, but the temperament that looks different from that of a rough man, as well as the white robe, the decadent appearance, and the confusion and pain in his eyes from time to time, will not affect everyone’s heart, and their respect for this young man. Speculation arises.

This is a literati, but also a scholar.

Because he was wearing a white robe, everyone called him Bai Xiucai.

“This Bai Xiucai must have failed in the exam and was ashamed to go home, so he got drunk all day long.”

“No, if you want me to say, this Bai Xiucai must have died in his family. It is estimated that he met a robber on the road and couldn’t bear the excitement, so he was so depressed.” Everyone in the wine shop couldn’t remember that Bai Xiucai came to buy it. No matter how many times he drank, seeing the other party’s decadent appearance at this moment, he was guessing and feeling emotional.

The noisy discussion reached the young man’s ears. If he didn’t hear it, he staggered to the table in the wine shop, put the wine pot on it, and murmured in a lazy voice.

“Shopkeeper, bring a pot of Immortal Drunk. The Immortal Drunk here is a good thing.”

The owner of the wine shop is an old man, this old manWearing a green shirt, looking at the depressed young man in front of him, he sighed and said in a deep voice.

“Bai Xiucai, the end of the year is approaching, save your money and hurry home.”

The young man from “Family” was stunned for a moment and smiled again, but the smile was bewildered and even more painful. He suddenly took out a large handful of money from his pocket and slapped it on the table.

“Shopkeeper, are you bullying me that I have no money?”

The wine shop owner frowned, seeing that the young man didn’t know good people, he was a little displeased, took the money, filled the jug and threw it over, then ignored him.

The young man took the jug, with greed in his eyes, he quickly took a big gulp, his face was strangely rosy, his eyes became more and more misty, but there was a smile on his face, and he swayed towards the outside of the winery.

Several children in the wine shop chased to the young man at this moment. Seeing the young man in such a state, they all played around him, and sometimes the voice of a child came out, calling for the drunkard.

The young man ignored it, and after walking out of the wine shop, the sky outside was already dark, and the autumn wind was even colder. When he looked around, the surrounding houses were lit with lights, but his heart was completely dark.

Under that listlessness, the blackness in his heart also spread to his eyes. In the turbidity, his figure gradually swayed away, until he reached a dilapidated temple, and then fell down, leaning against the wall of the temple, holding jug, one mouthful, one mouthful

The autumn wind was colder, and the sound of the surrounding wind was getting louder. It was like the sound of sobbing, echoing in my ears, blowing the dead leaves all over the ground, and making a rustling sound on the ground. Some of them were rolled up and fell on the young man.

The young man stared blankly at the dead leaves that fell on the back of his hand. This leaf covered a small scar on the back of his hand that looked like it had been burned by a flame.

“Hao’er” the young man whispered, the sadness in his heart reappeared at this moment, he could only drink wine and use this immortal drunk to immerse himself in that drunken stupor, immersed in drunkenness, it seemed that this was the only way Only then can he forget the sadness of the past and the confusion about the future.

He is Bai Xiaochun.

The happiness and laughter of the past seem to be the same as this season. Summer has passed, and autumn has become everything without knowing it.

What disappeared together was his home. With the collapse of the entire Tongtian World, the loud bang of the ground breaking that day was the last roar he heard before he lost consciousness.

Everything was gone after he woke up in this strange world

home, gone.

Nihezong, Li Qinghou, the Red Dust Girl, Song Junwan, all are gone.

Fortunately, Tianzun seems to be gone, but after doing all this, Bai Xiaochun has no joy of revenge, only the sadness in his heart, which has turned into a sea and submerged him in it.

He also wanted to cheer up, and even after being teleported to this fairyland, he spent several months, using his own ability, his own cultivation, and his own spiritual sense, to find it with all his abilities.

But all he found were corpses. Time and time again, the corpses of everyone in the Tongtian Continent who died because they couldn’t bear it became Bai Xiaochun’s nightmare, his trembling tears, and his trembling tears. A blow that made him lose everything

After searching for several months, the countless corpses, including Nascent Souls and even Heavenly Beings, made Bai Xiaochun collapse. He didn’t dare to search anymore. He didn’t dare to imagine that one day he saw Li Qinghou saw the red dust girl, Song Junwan, all familiar people, dead bodies.

Bai Hao’s fall, the mausoleum guard’s calculations, Du Lingfei’s tears, the collapse of the world, and even the final corpses made Bai Xiaochun unbearable.

In the end, in this small county town, he, who was exhausted and unable to lift his strength, silently dreamed and dreamed of life.

He is not an ambitious big man like Tianzun, he is just a small man, just a Bai Xiaochun who wants to be happy and seek longevity.

“If you’re still alive, where are you?” Bai Xiaochun muttered vaguely, closed his eyes in bitterness, and fell asleep drunk.