Pursuit of the Truth
Chapter 1383: I don’t know how old I am in my dreams.
"When you know you, you are not you, when you don't know that you are yours! You... is you." The muttering voice echoed in Su Ming's ear, hovering in his mind. Until this sentence became a thunderous bang, and his heart was roaring and roaring, Su Ming's eyes slammed open.
His forehead didn't know when there was sweat, the sky outside was silver, it was the falling of the snow, and the silver-covered land reflected the dark night sky.
Su Ming sat in a stone cave naturally formed by a crack in the mountain. This is the third month after he went to the July squad. On this land that seems to be endless, Su Ming meditated here and knees. Adjust the breath.
It is far away from the July sect. This distant journey, even if Su Ming’s cultivation is a god, can still be used for almost a few years.
Therefore, on this road, he did not stop galloping, but sometimes rested, keeping his cultivation at the peak, and at this moment, he opened his eyes from meditation.
Silently looking at the night sky outside, Su Ming thought of the dream before him. He rarely dreamed, especially when he was meditation on the knees, the dream would not appear, but it just happened.
There is only one familiar words in Su Meng, and the reverberation of this discourse, even if Su Ming opened his eyes at this moment, can still be surrounded by the ear, for a long time.
In the silence, Su Ming stood up and walked out of the stone cave. In the snow, he left a footprint, walked toward the distance, walked over the mountain, and walked through the river, until he arrived. Out, when sunset was at dusk, he saw a city in front of Su Ming.
In the dusk of the city, there was a little bit of light, and there was a bustling sound coming out. It was a lively scene... I looked at the city, Su Ming closed his eyes, and when he opened it, he turned to the city. Go.
Walking in the dusk, walking into the city, the red lanterns hanging from the households, the sounds of silver bells that many children laughed at, and the faces that almost everyone smiled in the entire city, reminded Su Ming... ··· In the past ten years, every year of today, his masters will take him to a strange city, where he will feel the atmosphere of the New Year.
This is the New Year is the last day of the year. When the evening passes, the night falls until the sun appears again, it will be another new beginning.
This day of the year is the day when the ancient Tibetan countries celebrated the whole country. All the cities in the country are filled with such an atmosphere. The lanterns hanging from the households are scattered in the snow, and it seems to drive the cold. From every home, let this day... not cold at night.
Su Ming walked around the city and looked around. He gradually lowered his head until he reached the corner of the alley. There was a noodle stall. In this cold wind, the boiling water rose a lot. The white gas blurs the old man who is cooking.
The booth is not big, there are only four or five tables, and there is a tent-like curtain covering the snow, but it can't cover too much wind. There are three or two men sitting there, eating hot noodles.
Drinking noodle soup seems to dispel the cold.
"Wu Lao, this big New Year, you still don't take a few pots of your old wine, let us taste the fresh." A man who eats noodles, smiles and speaks loudly, the white gas spit out during the words, in this snow It is very obvious.
"A few of you...". The old man who was cooking noodles seemed to smile, turned and took out a jug and placed it on the table.
"This is right, and we are not going to continue to come over with you today, and accompany you to the New Year." The man immediately picked up the jug and quickly took a sip and said with a smile.
Su Ming, at this time, walked into this booth, sitting next to the table and chairs in the corner, watching the snow outside.
"The store, a bowl of noodles."
The old man who cooked the noodles looked back at Su Ming, took out the bowl, and filled a large bowl of noodles. He also put some meat in it and ended up in front of Su Ming.
Su Ming looked at the surface of the table and ate it silently. The taste of the noodles was very good. The soup was very hot. After entering the mouth, it was warm. It seems that in this snow, it is no longer particularly cold.
Time is gradually fading, and when the night falls, there are too many people on the street. This is a festival and a day of family reunion. At this time, often the family will be together, watching the children’s laughter and watching. The sparkle of the candlelight, on this night, in the warmth of that home, to experience the warmth between loved ones.
Compared with the outside wind and snow, this warmth is almost everyone's, but Su Ming is here... No.
Until the few big men in the booth, they all left, the sobbing wind made the tent scream, and Su Ming sighed.
"Why don't you go home?" The old man who cooked the noodles sat down, picked up a pot of old wine that had been warm for a while, took a sip and looked at Su Ming.
"Can't find the way." Su Ming said silently, slowly.
"I can't find a way, there is no home." The old man smiled and picked up another pot of wine! In front of Su Ming, sat down and placed it in front of Su Ming. !
By the fire, Su Ming looked up and looked at the old man. This is a mortal, an old man who has already reached the end of his life, wrinkled.
"What about you." Su Ming picked up the jug and took a sip, watching the snow outside, the gentle opening.
"There is a family, but I am only the old man. It is no different to go back and not go back. It is better to be here." The old man smiled. In that smile, it seems that the wrinkles on his face are also more, making the smile look like With bitterness.
Su Ming did not speak, drank wine, in this cold wind, in this snow falling, the night sky appeared in the bright moon, compared with the surrounding lights, there are lights in this booth, just under the light, not warm , but a kind of bleak.
A kind of change of thoughts, as if I missed the moment at the moment, the goodness in my memory, I thought it was buried in my heart, and it became a painless heart, but now, under this light In the shadow, it is the pain that the wind can't blow, the snow is buried.
In that pain and cold, Su Ming thought of Agong, and thought of the brother of the ninth peak, thinking of Yu Yu, Yu Lan, Xu Hui······and the bald-haired crane, and one of the memories. Faces.
Thinking, thinking, drinking a pot of wine.
Drinking wine is because there is no tears. Only when the wine is turned into tears, after swallowing, it becomes the bitterness and embarrassment that can never be resolved in the heart. Let this pain be there, let this be eternal, because only so... Su Ming knew that he was still alive.
He only knows that he has not died yet, he can have more determination to make all this change, even if it is almost impossible, but... Su Ming wants to make it possible!
"What about your family?" When the old man looked at Su Ming and hoarse words, he took out a jug of wine and placed it in front of Su Ming.
"A long distance, far away, what about you?" Su Ming shook his head.
"The old man's family, huh, huh, there are a lot of people, I have a grandson, he has a group of friends, they are my family.... He also found a few housewives, the family was originally hot. The old man was drinking, and his eyes revealed his memory.
"One day, when I woke up, he disappeared. We couldn't find him. The original busy home was no longer lively until everyone went out to look for him, look for it, they went, go. A lot of places, I don't know if I found it.
Here, there is only me left, and my family is empty. I don't know where he went. I didn't go out to look for it. I want to stay here, light the lamp at home, wait for him, if one day he comes back. I don't want him... I can't find a home, I don't want him... I can't see the light guide at home. The old man muttered, his voice was hoarse, and in this snow, it seemed that there was a trace of vicissitudes.
"In fact, I am not alone in the old man... Compared with me, our emperor, he is lonely..." The old man sighed and picked up the jug to drink.
"We all know that the emperor has three emperors. Whenever they are adults, the three emperors will be taken away. They will travel for a long time... one is... six thousand years...·····
In the past six thousand years, he was a solitary. He also wanted to be in the imperial city, always lighting his lights and guiding his emperor in the direction of his home. Because in the legend, every king in our country is likely to be outside. I lost my life when I traveled, and I didn't know the way home. The old man said and said, he lowered his head and seemed to be drunk.
Su Ming was silent. After drinking the last bite of wine in the jug, he stood up and walked to the old man's side. When the right hand waved, the snow around it shunned, making it warm, and then he walked out of the face. The stall, walking in the snow, toward the direction of the July sect, walked out of the city and walked into the wind of the night.
Until Su Mingyuan went, until his figure disappeared far into the night sky outside the city, the drunk old man slowly raised his head, stood up and looked at the night sky, his face slowly changed. If the years change on him, until he becomes middle-aged.
He sighed.
"When you know that you are you, you...not you, when you don't know that you are you...you, you are." With his sigh, the whole city was suddenly turned into a Unreal, only he is alone, standing alone in the snow, turning around in this sigh, walking silently toward the capital of the ancient Tibetan capital.
"What is true, what is false, mysterious child..." has passed for three thousand years, when you can... realize the truth, what you are looking for, what is true, what you think is false, What is the fake..." The middle-aged man murmured, like the tingling of his heart, gradually disappeared into the snow, gradually dissipated.
There is only the sway of the snow, and there seems to be a sigh in it. In this world, it will be difficult for a long time...·····
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