Red Heart Survey

You Que leaned on the ground with a hoe and looked over alone.

Lou Junlan cupped her hands very politely: "This junior is visiting your mansion today, thinking of senior's heroic appearance, I am very fascinated, so I come to visit... I wonder if senior welcomes you?"

You Que had no expression on his face: "What do you think?"

Lou Junlan was not embarrassed, she turned her head and said to You Qinwei: "Mr. You, is it convenient for me to have a private chat with Senior You Que?"

With Lou Junlan's personality, convenience is necessary even if it is inconvenient. You Qinwei understood it, so he said openly: "Miss Lou, what's the inconvenience?"

With that said, he was about to leave.

"I said." You Que said quietly, "Don't you need to ask my opinion?"

You Qinwei looked at him: "Then would you like to chat with Miss Lou for a while?"

"I don't want to." You Que said straightforwardly.

"Oh." You Qinwei turned and left.

You Que raised his hand, as if he wanted to call someone to stop him, and finally stopped there, looking at Lou Junlan with some regrets: "It's really cool, this old man was very kind to me before, he treated me as a My grandson, now I don't even care about my life."

"Senior hasn't left yet." Lou Junlan reminded: "If people are still here, the tea will be cold."

You Que's eyes were deep: "Thank you, young people nowadays are really getting better at chatting."

Lou Junlan looked at him: "Oh? Have you met any other young people before?"

You Que said indifferently: "There is a man named You Shirang who always comes to scold me for a while."

Lou Junlan frowned and said, "If I remember correctly, he is your nephew, right?"

You Que laughed: "His level of cursing is far worse than his father's."

Lou Junlan didn't laugh, she knew that You Shirang's father was You Que's elder brother. He is dead now, he died in the Jingmu War the year before last.

She thought for a while, and said: "It is said that senior has a withdrawn personality. When I saw you today, it is very different from the rumors."

"It's not wrong." You Que said seriously: "Everyone is advancing, but I am going backwards. Everyone is in a group, but I am alone. Being different from everyone, isn't it just lonely?"

Lou Junlan glanced at the chickens in the garden. They were pacing around, pecking with their heads down, carefree: "I found that in the courtyard of seniors, no matter the chickens or dogs, they are very quiet."

You Que said indifferently: "It will embarrass me to disturb others."

Lou Junlan said meaningfully: "Senior's patience with idiots is really good."

"It's just that there's nothing to care about..." You Que smiled and said, "Maybe I'm the idiot?"

Lou Junlan said: "It seems that in the eyes of seniors, I am also one of those idiots."

"Don't always call me senior, just You Que." You Que waved his hand: "How can you be worthless when a girl from a building comes to your door?"

He didn't deny the idiot's statement, but fortunately Lou Junlan didn't care.

"It's not my intention to patrol this autumn. It's not in my plan to come to Taiping City these few days. But everything happened naturally, and I came here just at this time." She still looked at You Que, slowly Slowly, "I guess someone wants me to see something."

"What is it?" You Que asked.

Lou Junlan said: "Aside from you, senior, what else can we see in Taiping City?"

You Que laughed dumbfounded: "Will you watch me hoe the ground?"

Lou Junlan also smiled: "It's not impossible."

You Quezhen continued to hoe the ground, as skilled as an old farmer.

Lou Junlan really just watched silently.

Hoeing is hard work, and gradually sweat drips into the soil.

You Que hoeed, and finally said while hoeing: "I have been young and flamboyant, loved and hated. But it was a long time ago, and I have completely forgotten it. It has been so many years, and I am not I know who still cares about me so much.

"But I want to say, it doesn't matter. Nothing in this world is important, and I can forgive everything. Laugh at me if you want to laugh, and scold me if you want to scold me. Remember to close the door when you leave, and that's fine. "

He focused on his land and didn't look up again.

And Lou Junlan walked out silently, and when she got to the door, she said: "Maybe someone doesn't remember to close the door, but that person won't be me."

You Que only said: "What a polite girl, you will have good luck."

Lou Junlan closed the door casually, and left the remote courtyard alone.

You Que doesn't look like he still has cultivation, but his whole state is lonely and peaceful.

A small courtyard guarded his own heart. It seems that he has completely recovered from the trauma of the year.

She was thinking, who on earth is still thinking about You Que? And who is it that wants to invite her, Lou Junlan, to be the audience? I don't know how many chairs are prepared here, is the script exciting enough, and is the role big enough?

Not long after walking on the path overgrown with wild grass, I met You Qinwei who was waiting here.

"Are you done talking?" You Qinwei asked.

Lou Junlan nodded: "Senior You Jinglong is a transparent person... Do you want to take a look at Mr. You?"

Of course You Qinwei understood what she meant, this is to let Yanyi check the safety of You Que, who lives in such a remote place and no one cares about her, don't let something happen to her and Lou Junlan is involved.

He didn't look back, but just led the way, and said casually: "I don't want to watch it. Even if something happened to You Que, we don't bother to pursue it. Miss Lou will not be involved anyway."

Lou Junlan continued to walk forward, and seemingly unintentionally said: "Mr. You, aren't you curious about what we talked about?"

You Qinwei only said: "Twenty-four years."

In the past twenty-four years, all that can be done has been done, and all that should be said has been said.

So I didn't say anything again.

...

...

The courtyard door was closed.

The dog by the wall lay down again and continued to nap.

The chickens in the ridges are still pacing, never scorched.

It's as if nothing ever happened.

You Que is still hoeing.

Hoeing is not a performance, but a part of life.

Twenty years of life.

He slowly plowed the field, removed the grass, watered it, put the farm tools together, and washed his hands carefully.

The palms of these hands, which were once as beautiful as jade and shone through the bones, were no longer different from the hands of ordinary old farmers. Calloused, rough and ugly. The blackness in the creases seems to be covered with paint, which cannot be washed off at all.

He just washed silently, rubbing his knuckles one by one. Finally, I took a brand new cloth towel and wiped off the water droplets on my hands.

He moved a low bamboo stool and sat down next to the sleepy dog.

The bamboo stool was made by himself after he came back from cutting bamboo. He usually sits like this, washing vegetables, peeling corn and so on. If you want to bask in the sun, you still have to move out of the deck chair in the house.

This dog is already very old, and it takes a lot of effort to do anything. It can lie down and never stand up. Just now I got up to "cheer", I'm afraid I've tried my best.

He reached out and touched the old dog's head. The old dog closed his eyes and grinned, seemingly enjoying it.

Just touch it gently, touch it.

Until the chickens had returned to their cages, until night fell... The old dog's breathing also stopped, so he stopped.

You Que is not sad.

He was able to see "Shou" and knew the "death date" of this old dog a long time ago.

It is a happy thing for a dog to live until its death. The same is true for people.

He thought he wouldn't have cared about it long ago.

But he had to admit that the silent courtyard under the night was indeed lonely.

He just sat on the low bamboo stool in front of the door, with his hands on the dog's head, motionless, looking ahead alone.

How long do we have to wait?

Damn, he was already a little sleepy when it was close to the time when he usually fell asleep.

...

The two strongest Yan Luos in Hell Without Door, King Biancheng and King Qin Guang, who are striding forward to become the world's number one killer organization, came to visit at this time.

King Bian Cheng swaggered open the door and walked straight in, taking his sight and voice under control as a matter of course.

But he found that the middle-aged man sitting in front of the door was still staring at him blankly.

He took a step to the left calmly, and the man's eyes followed suit.

The situation is not good...

If Jiang Wang, the hero of the human race, was here, he would say hello politely and say a few words before leaving.

But as ruthless as the king of Biancheng, he just said "wrong way" coldly, and then turned around.

But... boom! The courtyard door was closed tightly, blocking the way out.

King Bian Cheng turned around silently, his eyes were like an ancient well without waves.

Compared with King Bian Cheng's upright appearance, King Qin Guang turned into a ray of blue light, swaying in the basin of water where You Que washed his hands. Swaying silently...

"I've washed my hands in this basin of water, and it's full of dirt." You Que said lightly.

A wisp of green light came out of the water, turning into the majestic King Qin Guang.

He stood in the courtyard, right between King Biancheng at the entrance of the courtyard and You Que at the entrance of the house, with vegetable fields on the left and right.

There was a trace of complaint on Qingjun's face: "Didn't you say it earlier?"

You Que looked at the masks on their faces: "Are there only two of the top ten Yamas?"

Qin Guangwang said honestly: "I arranged the action according to the highest budget, assuming that you have returned to God...I didn't expect the buyer's information to be so unreliable."

You Que said slowly: "Someone wants to use you to test me."

Who wants to test You Que? And why?

"Who is so bad?!" King Qin Guang turned around indignantly: "I'll go find him!"

But You Que behind him said, "Since you're here, kill me."

He didn't touch his dog anymore, he got up from the bamboo stool, and bid farewell to this small courtyard from tonight. His aura rises infinitely, soaring dragon, inner mansion, outer building...God's presence?

No! Hole true!

After living alone for more than twenty years and being abandoned by the world, he is already a real person in the world!

His long hair began to fly, and the coarse linen clothes were rattling: "Otherwise I will kill you!"

As soon as the voice fell, no, before the voice fell, there was a green light swimming around him.

His coarse linen is rotting, his fur and flesh are falling off, and even the air he breathes is self-destructing...

And a sword that appeared suddenly pierced through his heart!

After this sword appeared, the sword-holding King Biancheng appeared wearing the Yama mask.

The sword that escaped the senses from Yi Shengfeng!

There was a silent but earth-shattering sword.

It was successfully re-enacted in the fandom world, and now it is even higher.

Astray is not as good as a whim in shielding the crisis.

But Yi Shengfeng was far inferior to today's Jiang Wang, whether it was ear knowledge or visual knowledge.

King Bian Cheng has been able to make his opponents "see as if they don't see and hear as if they don't hear", truly killing the "sense senses"!

You Que, who showed the power of Dongzhen, just stared at the Yan Luo mask inscribed with the word "Biancheng" in front of him. He spat blood and praised: "Good spells! Good swordsmanship!"

Then he lost his breath and fell backwards.

So dead!

It is true that Qin Guangwang and Biancheng King are both powerful gods, and they are also confident that they dare to break into the dragon's lake and tiger's lair, and they dare to attack the monk Dongzhen.

But Dongzhen's cultivation is dead in one hit! ?

It can't be said that there is a conspiracy, the word "conspiracy" has even been engraved on his face.

King Bian Cheng, who put his sword back into its sheath, and King Qin Guang, whose eyes had just turned green, looked at each other, and they both understood each other's eyes——

Things are not good, run!

King Qin Guang turned into a ray of blue light and fled quietly.

King Bian Cheng directly reversed the light and flew across the sky.

All the sounds are gone, and lying in the courtyard are the silent You Que and the dead dog.

King Qin Guang and King Bian Cheng had just left and fell into You Que's body on the threshold, when suddenly a golden figure sat up, and the golden brilliance receded, revealing another You Que.

This is Yuanshen.

God comes to Dongzhen, what are the key steps?

With the spirit and soul as the core, the Daomai Tenglong as the body, they are built together as one, and the spirit is used to refine the gods, and the "primordial spirit" of the primordial spirit sea is achieved!

The power of the soul, the power of spiritual consciousness, and the power of the primordial spirit are all manifestations of the power of the soul. You might as well regard it as the three realms of the power of the soul. Its root is still the soul.

Just like whether Youmai, Zhoutian, Tongtian or Shenlin, although there are different realms, they are basically the same body.

What is "Yuan"? The beginning of all things.

This step of cultivating the primordial spirit is a step forward from the "god of man" to the "god of the world".

This god is not a god.

Shenlin means "I come to this world like a god", which emphasizes "I".

Dongzhen is "the truth that penetrates the world", emphasizing the body outside the body, and it is the practitioner's understanding and even control of the world.

You Que stepped out of the small courtyard in one step. He was dressed in black and covered his face with a mask. He raised his hand to silence the sound of the entire Youjia old house.

Then start walking out slowly.

He was not in a hurry, because he wanted to give those little killers some time to escape.

And all the people who appeared in his field of vision, no matter men, women, old or young, close or distant, recent or not, they all fell down one after another.

At first no one knew about the killing until the bodies were strewn about.

As the strongest person in the old residence of the You family, You Qinwei, who stayed behind in the ancestral hall, mobilized his true energy and stepped out of the door as soon as he noticed the spread of death——

A slap on his face pushed him back to the ancestral hall.

Even though he was full of energy and blood, even though his strength was not simple, even though he used the secret method of fighting that his brother You Qinxu left behind back then, he still couldn't move!

But he didn't want to move anymore either.

He recognized the palm.

The old man's eyes leaked from between his fingers, staring fixedly at the masked man—"It's you!"

The man said calmly, "It's me."

At this moment, You Qinwei's eyes were extremely complicated, and he finally said: "I hope you are right."

Then he was lightly pressed down to the ground, and his vitality disappeared.

The previous typo has been corrected.

You Que's meeting of the Yellow River was in 3896.

Zuo Guanglie's term was 3909.

Jingguo's war against Wei was in 3898.