: Extra Anase (4)

At this time, the sun has risen to the old high.
Ah Cheng did not have time to eat breakfast, and hurried to the college, but he was still late.
He was fined to stand and stance.
Standing outside the classroom when taking poetry and book class.
When taking martial arts lessons, stand on the edge of the martial arts field.
His classmates take care of themselves in class, and pass by him from time to time. The few who are familiar with him will smile at him and tease a few words. The few who are unfamiliar will secretly look at him, with a smirking smile on their faces.
It's fun to watch others get punished, but it's sad when you get punished.
Ah Cheng's mind was empty, he was like a man standing on the shore of the lake, trying to catch that girl, her smile.
His meditation practice is very good. He has been able to read rosary like beads, and every thought is like viewing patterns on the palm. He cuts down and encapsulates every minute and every second when he gets along with Ficus pumila, like pearls. , Dripping into the heart field, growing a heavy sea of ​​flowers, hiding in the heart lake, turning into a large group of swimming fish.
He tried hard to remember, not daring to neglect every memory.
Occasionally, the night of the eyebrows lit up, and Ah Cheng hopes to receive news from Ficus pumila. However, it is just a snicker from a few old friends. It is estimated that he wants to tease again. Ah Cheng ignored it and waited for her. News.
All day, Ficus pumila did not send a message.
...
Daddy stood on the eaves.
The eaves of the moonlit night were covered with moisture and moss.
He stood steadily, looking at the plains in the distance, Ah Cheng's long and slender figure was undulating among the grass, like a hare panicking, like a tired bird returning home anxiously.
But he was not panicking, his purpose was clear, and he was not eager to return home, he went far away.
Dad's face was green.
He despised his son very much.
Stupid, thin, lazy, and cowardly.
Dad is a survivor of the war between good and evil in the last century. He has experienced iron and blood with a casual temperament. He loves his life, loves nature, but does not like humans.
Shan Dao Xing is a place full of order, Dad knows, but he hates order.
Evil Dao Star is a chaotic and crazy place, and Dad knows it, but he also doesn't want to be controlled by an evil god.
According to myths and legends, the Deer Yuan Bodhisattva is the great who opens the sky, and the evil Buddha is the great demon who destroys the world. There is no difference between them, so they can control half of the universe.
The difference is that the Bodhisattva is in a state of divine hiding and never cares about the human world, while the evil Buddha is always active, constantly trying to swallow the world of light and justice. In the world of Fa-rectification, one can reincarnate after death, but in the outside world, one can only fall into after death and suffer from enslavement.
When Ada was young, he didn't understand this, and for a time he wanted to live in the evil star. However, he heard a lot of the situation there during the battle between good and evil, so he dispelled this idea.
It is said that Mount Xumi is a city wall, and people on both sides are eager to pass. It is the tragic scene at the end of the century that can evoke the dreams of utopians.
Dad hates the hypocritical rules of the good way, and is afraid of the immortality of the evil way. He is like countless people, yearning for the legendary holy star.
However, no one has ever really been to the Holy Dao Star, it may just be a fictional other side, people are just immersed in carefully weaving lies, and do not want to wake up.
...
"Ficus pumila, Ficus pumila, I am coming!" Ah Cheng called.
The lakeside is quiet, and there is a strong light in the middle of the lake.
The light group slowly dissipated, revealing the figure of the mountain ghost pumila.
She wandered to the lake, first glanced at Ah Cheng, then laughed, "Yes, you, Ah Cheng."
Ah Cheng asked suspiciously, "Why did you come out of the light?"
"Ah, I came from a long distance, it takes time."
Ah Cheng only felt that she was not answering the question, but he didn't care, and smiled silly, "I'm still singing to you, what do you want to hear?"
Ficus pumila shook his head, "No."
"Why?" Ah Cheng's smile stiffened.
"Do not listen."
The mountain ghost was tired, and she frowned. Her eyebrows were like the silhouette of a distant mountain. They were long and elegant, and they looked beautiful when they were wrinkled.
Ah Cheng fell into a great panic. Doesn't she like it anymore? Does she dislike "The Book of Songs" and "Li Sao"? So, what else can Acheng know?
The only value is no longer needed now. Ah Cheng felt like a prisoner about to be hanged, as he saw when he followed his father to the execution grounds in the city when he was a child, the noose strangled his neck, the pedal under his feet may disappear at any time, and then he fell and his neck broke. Or, if he was beheaded, Ah Cheng was even more afraid of being beheaded, because the body of a hanged mortal is still complete, but the beheading is different, and the head will fly high.
Now, Ficus pumila is the executioner-although there has never been such a beautiful executioner, Ah Cheng still feels that a cold blade is wandering on the back of his neck, and he shaves his hairs slowly, just for the most straightforward knife. Split the skin, muscles, and blood vessels, cut through the gaps in the bones, cut off the throat and trachea, and finally pry the back of the knife to throw the big head away.
Ah Cheng closed his eyes.
Ficus pumila leaned to his ear, exhaled cool and sweet, "I think, please, go to a place."
Cheng: AWSL
"Somewhere." He felt a little dizzy. Ah Cheng lowered his head and looked at the pattern on the skirt and skirt of Puli's shoulders. It was clouds and phoenixes, woven with silver silk, shiny and light, and there was no blackness at all. He thought this might be clothes made by the Weaver Girl.
"I, yes, home." Suli pursed her lips, suppressing her singing voice, "I will take you there, you can find me in the future."
"Ok, yes, no problem."
Ficus pumila holds Ah Cheng’s hand, the left hand is holding the right hand, but it is more like walking a dog~EbookFREE.me~ Ficus pumila seems to be holding a rein, and Ah Cheng will only be dumbfounded and move at the same time.
The mountain ghost walked on the lake, and Ah Cheng fell directly into the water. Ficus pumila gently lifted Ah Cheng out of the water and stretched out his right hand to pat his chest.
Ah Cheng felt a stream of frost running down from his chest to the soles of his feet, passing through the three chakras and seven chakras along the way. The rushing inner energy seemed to be inspired, like a mad dog, rushing from the root chakra to the heart chakra. Returning from the heart chakra to the root chakra, the belly chakra, manipura chakra, and the magic sea were greatly shaken. Ah Cheng felt a heart beating to his throat, and his skill was disordered. He felt that the meridians might be broken in the next moment.
However, after all, nothing bad happened.
He even felt that his skills had been condensed a lot.
When he recovered, he found that he was walking on the lake, the water only submerged the instep, and the cool breath of the foot supported him.
"Where are you taking me?"
Xie Li turned her head and smiled at him, "You will know right away."
In the middle of the lake, Ah Cheng looked down and found that the lake was actually crystal clear.
The moonlight gently illuminates the world at the bottom of the lake, where there are large tracts of flowers, epiphyllum, stone flower sculptures.
Filipina released the hand holding Ah Cheng, and he reluctantly grabbed it out of thin air a few times.
The mountain ghost danced on the lake, circling Ah Cheng, with a gentle posture, but with a large range. Ah Cheng was afraid that her hand would hit her, so she kept dodge and shrank her shoulders, looking weird and funny, as if she were a stranger. A monkey who tries to imitate movements only at the feet of dancers.
The moonlight became more and more prosperous, and the epiphany stone statue at the bottom of the lake also exudes light, with faint blue, golden red, and emerald green, colorful, like the drops of heaven and earth.
Ah Cheng and Ficus pumila were wrapped in light, as if falling into a large cocoon. When the light dissipated, they disappeared on the lake.
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