In the north of town, Wu you is not sure whether Ling Yun is dead or not. If he was alive, he would have been sent to the wild world as a spy for such a long time.


    His budget should have been able to come back within a year. Although there might have been some changes, God knows that the changes were so big that he even wielded three swords in one day. Now the good guy doesn''t even have a fart letter. He hasn''t got any information about the wild world for nearly a year. As for the cruel man who slept with the demon throne, Wu you has to admire him, However, Wu you is not sure whether the spy who he said disguised as the demon clan is Lingyun.


    Wu You squints at Pei Lixia. If Ling Yun colludes with a big demon on the throne, does Pei Lixia chop one or two? Do you want to help him chop one? Does he chop Ling Yun or the big demon on the throne?


    Wu you thinks this question is more interesting than whether Ling Yun is still alive and whether he can come back.


    He never worries about whether Ling Yun will devote himself to the wild world, because this is not a problem. Except for those idiots who think about these things, as long as Ling Yun lives, he will not betray Zhenbei City, his heart, Pei Lixia, his husband, Zhenbei city and Jiuzhou world, Wu you thought about it. It''s not a problem. It''s none of his business.


    Martial arts practitioners practice boxing every day. Those who can climb the city wall and get closer will watch. Some of them benefit a lot, and some of them don''t, but at least they can have a look. For thousands of years, the most promising martial arts God is the old man who has no chance to step into that realm again.


    Martial arts these days, I occasionally think that the boy''s intelligence, at the beginning, was it difficult to change his boxing skills with him, or was he unable to support the orphan on his deathbed. Now there is no news. It is estimated that he was in the belly of which demon clan, maybe all of them have been expelled.


    Poor girl Pei


    Outside the red leaf villa, the common saying goes that the little Taoist named Zhuxi is still smiling, looking at the white monk to release his heart. The monk had a name, and he didn''t care if he didn''t want to say it.


    The little girl called Qixiu pulled the corner of the silly big iron pillar and said, "well, if you see that man, you must ask him for a picture."


    Tiezhu nodded. The monk and the girl went to Zhaosong. The Taoist and Taoist riding qingniu went to Nanye. Tiezhu said to Zhuxi, "you can''t draw. Why do you cheat her?"


    "It''s silly to ask you to read more books at ordinary times, isn''t it?" Zhuxi held his hands in his arms and listened to me saying, "girls like a man. Of course, the more excellent the better. She is both a Sword Fairy and a martial arts man. She is proficient in all kinds of music, chess, calligraphy and painting. She should be the best in the world. Only in this way can girls like him."


    "The little monk will be sad." Said tie Zhu.


    Zhuxi shrugs his shoulders, whether he is sad or not, it''s not all his own business. It''s hard for him to get away from his family, so it''s better to return to the common customs. "You don''t understand the truth, there are many hardships. Only when there is a happy and sad separation, can you get married."


    Tiezhu said: "you are not afraid of retribution?"


    Zhuxi slapped the iron pillar on the back of the head, "the dog can''t spit out ivory, open the Yellow cavity!"


    Zhuxi sits on qingniu''s back and says, "I didn''t do it first. Don''t blame me, don''t blame me. Don''t be angry, big monk, or I''ll beat you later."


    Tie Zhu is used to his little martial uncle''s rambling thoughts. He looks back at Hongye villa. Sure enough, the young master is good at everything. The red leaf princess is also thinking of the young master. I don''t know how many confidants there are along the way. If there are too many, will Lingchen be unhappy when he comes back to lingfu together?


    ……


    When Lingyun''s heart is dark, the evil spirit in the courtyard will no longer hurt him. He seems to be integrated with the evil spirit, but Lingyun''s eyes are more evil and more vitality than before, clear but like a deep spring, which will devour all the reflection.


    People''s desire is endless, good people are good at restraint, bad people are good at venting.


    There was a little struggle in Ling Yun''s eyes, but then there was no waves. This was the life he had been looking forward to for a long time in his heart. He was unrestrained and free. He didn''t have to consider other people''s feelings. As long as he was happy, it was enough. The world would never change because of a Ling Yun''s death, let alone because of a Ling Yun''s change. He was just a member of the world, As inconspicuous as gravel.


    Therefore, he wants to become like a big sun and make all living beings look up to him; Such as the night, so that all living beings see is dark.


    Ling Yun stretched a stretch, he never felt so relaxed, no worries, in the first battle outside Zhenbei City, he just a little dare to release his evil thoughts.


    When the ancient resentment and evil thoughts erode his heart, the choice is not to occupy Ling Yun''s body, but to quietly change Ling Yun''s belief. From the beginning, they did not want to give up, but to change. When there is a person who hates everything and does everything to achieve his goal, as long as he can go to a higher position, he will be more poisonous to the world.


    "It''s such a feeling..." Ling Yun sat cross legged on the ground, his face gradually twisted, ferocious, he took off the jade hairpin, all his muscles were tearing and then twitching, this clear pain, intense and long, his mouth gradually raised a smile, and then gradually expanded, until he looked like crazy, "ah ~ hiss..."


    Ling Yun''s eyes are red and bloodshot. He tries to wake up. No matter how unrestrained he is now, it''s what he always wants, but it''s not what he really wants. If this is what he wants, then he doesn''t have to regret what he sat down in Panlong city. He doesn''t have to cut himself to death.


    "Accept it, this is you, your desire..."


    "Why press hard? Are you willing to let those who are waiting for you to die and ridicule you laugh?"


    "Do you think Mr. Meng really cares about you when he saves you? It''s just like a little dog you found on the side of the road... "


    "Do you think Mr. Xun accepted you as his disciple? Can you match Chen Diao temple? You are so cautious that you don''t want you for fear that they won''t be happy. You''ve lost everything... What a pity... "


    "But since you have these, why don''t you use them to gain greater benefits, make yourself strong, and no longer rely on whom?"


    "Do you think you''re great?"


    "Wake up, you are a wretch. Your father takes you as a chess piece. This position is not you, but someone else. What do you think you are in his eyes? It''s just a piece of chess. "


    "Think about that cruel woman who didn''t accompany you all the time. She was so powerful, but she saw you suffer in the world. At last, for her own sake, she cut off the last contact with you. You are just a poor person who nobody cares about..."


    "What do you hold fast to?"


    "What you stick to is their ridiculous lies. They have never experienced what you have experienced, but they want you to be like them. Don''t you think they are selfish?"


    "Did they ask you how you felt?"


    There are too many voices in Ling Yun''s mind, so he has been fighting with his heart, tearing up the darkness and letting the sunshine come to his heart again, "you are a clown, playing the way everyone likes, but never yourself."


    "But... I''m you, the most original self in your heart, I''m your desire, your happiness, anger, sadness... Why refuse me... Accept it calmly... I''m you!"


    Ling Yun falls to the ground powerlessly. Everyone has a lot of stories, but the size and reason are different. He has more stories in his heart, more than others. His old mentality is not because he has experienced too much in those dreams, but because he has seen and heard more than others.


    Even in many dreams, Ling Yun doesn''t mind waking up every time. No matter what, his heart is actually reminding himself that everything is illusory except himself.


    So he gets more in those dreams. It''s not that a person is strong, so he won''t lose anything. At least Ling Yun really remembers that in those dreams, every enemy suppressed with strength is just like weeds. They can''t kill them clean. They always try to kill the people around them one by one, and he can''t save them.


    But he never cares, as if heartache can be fake, despair is wake up.


    This time, however, it was different. He was really awake, experiencing everything in his memory. He could not tell himself that it was not true, because these were his most real thoughts, his desires and ambitions


    "I am you." In Ling Yun''s mind, the voice was calm and gentle, just like his usual self.


    Ling Yun lay on the ground and murmured, "you are me..."


    "Yes."


    "Then why don''t you leave those beautiful expectations... You can''t see the green grass in the dark, the sun is shining, the butterflies are dancing and the warblers are flying... What''s the meaning?"


    "Since you are me, but you can''t do what I want... Then you are just a part of me... Not all of me..."


    The dark sky of the heart sea was torn by the bright sunshine, which completely angered the spirits of those who complained before ancient times. The whole ground of the small cave was shaking and wailing everywhere!


    Ling Yun put up his arm, seven orifices bleeding, countless shadows from his body through, each penetration, will take away his little blood essence.


    Ling Yun half squints, holding the Hosta tightly in his hand. When they can peep at his heart, he can also see their past. It''s not the swordsmen in black who killed them, nor their enemies, but the people they guarded with their lives.


    This should be their biggest sorrow and anger. Ling Yun raised his head and looked at the huge dark shadow in the sky of xiaodongtian. He looked down at the Dragon tongue in his hand. The red and blue dragon swam slowly. Ling Yun seemed to be able to hear his appeal. Ling Yun trembled, sat cross legged on the ground, put the jade hairpin aside, and tried to endure the pain, "but I''m not a Buddhist disciple, Otherwise, I can always pass for you. I''m not a Taoist disciple and I can''t send you to life. I''m a Confucian disciple, but I''m so bold and heartbroken that I''ve never been able to cultivate a trace of noble spirit. "


    "But I can still reason with you. If I want to listen, I will listen. If I don''t want to listen, I can put my anger on me." Ling Yun looks calm. "It''s nothing more than life and death. It''s neither fear nor fear."


    "You are a little child who has tasted the joys and sorrows of the world. Only when you know that life is valuable, can you easily seek death. We will complain, but we are not without reason."


    They are millions of people, but they are also a dream.


    "By your body revenge, you also have many advantages, men have a few confidants, more good luck, not a bad thing."


    Lingyun gently smile, his eyes demon, "then again?"


    "Resist and kill you!"


    Ling Yun''s face is distorted again. At the moment when his resentment comes into his body, he puts down his tongue and dies together. Why do I want you to be the master!


    In the sea of my heart, there is the sound of turning books. A green shirt Confucian sits in the dark sky, and the figure sitting opposite him is the figure formed by the ancient resentment spirit. "The happiness and beauty of life is like the sun in the sky, which will give warmth to everyone."


    "What if it''s cloudy?" The dark shadow sneered.


    Qingshan Confucians looked up at the sky, then opened an umbrella, the spring breeze has arrived, the spring rain is coming, all things recover, "of course, is to hold up an umbrella for themselves."


    Qingshan Confucian took out another one, smiling like spring breeze, "if there is surplus, you might as well give it to those in need."


    "What if the person who borrowed the umbrella would hurt you?"


    Qingshan Confucian said with a gentle smile: "Confucius said:" how to repay virtue, why to repay resentment, to repay virtue with virtue, to repay resentment with uprightness. "


    "Who are you?" the shadow asked


    The green shirt Confucians walked with an umbrella, stood in the only ray of sunshine left, turned around and said with a smile: "me? I''m a green shirt guest in the world. I''ve got the breeze in my arms, and I''ll get the moon drunk... "


    The black shadow sat cross legged on the sea of heart. A young man in white came from afar. Where he went, the sky was clear and the sun was bright.


    Ling Yun in white, holding an umbrella, glanced at the shadow, "the times have changed. Today is different from the past. I really have the ability to go against the long river of time and space to ask right and wrong. What do you come here to do? Bullying a hairy boy and deciding that I won''t interfere? "


    Black shadow worships Lingyun in white with ancient etiquette. Lingyun in white sidesteps and says with a smile, "but since you''re here, why don''t you give me some gifts?"


    The shadow was not clear, so Ling Yun in White said with a smile, "I just want to see which of the two Confucian scholars is better."


    "It''s her cause and effect. Anyway, it''s not for me. It doesn''t matter whether it''s because of bad thoughts or good thoughts. It''s a good thing to practice. There''s not much difference between the past and the present. It''s better to see if you''ll always want to reply. No wonder you can only fight behind other people''s buttocks all your life, You can''t be a decent general. "


    Lingyun in white carried it with one hand and looked at the white sky. At last, he turned his head and looked at the black shadow. He was not angry and said, "stay there. What''s the matter? Do you really want to feed those guys with yourself?"


    What he said is the concrete embodiment of the evil thoughts in Ling Yun''s heart, such as dragon, poisonous snake and hungry tiger.