Vol 3 Chapter 59: Dreams beyond reality

The sun is setting.
The orange color warmly rubbed on a sudden mountain mouth.
At the head of Shanzui, a lonely yard stood there.
On one side of the yard is a dirt road facing the cliff. Green leaves are hung on the yard wall formed by branches. Several peach trees in the yard carry their fruitful fruits across the yard wall to the side of the road.
On the other side of the courtyard, there is a steep slope.
On the edge of the slope, standing a thick walnut tree, sitting a young man reading a book, lying a leisurely old man, and lying a fat ox.
The scalper squinted his eyes and chewed hay comfortably.
The old man was leaning on a recliner, holding a smoking gun, staring at the figure of a young man reading a book not far away, with turbid eyes.
The young man has a pale face, dark and bright eyes, holding a book of Taoism in his hands, and his expression is focused but has a laid-back temperament.
a long time.
Until the orange slowly dissipated, a cool evening breeze blew.
The young man finally rubbed his sore eyes, put down his book and stood up, kicked and slapped to the side of the ox, leaning on the ox's heavy back, and stretched in satisfaction.
The old man knocked the ashes from the barrel of the gun, took a long breath, and said:
"How's your reading?"
"I know the words, but the meaning is still not clear." The young man leaned on the back of the cow and replied melancholy.
"It's okay to read words, it's okay to read words." The old man mused for a moment, and said with a sigh: "It's enough to read words... Starting tomorrow, you can read it yourself. Read the book a hundred times, and the meaning will come out. If you read too much, so too. I slowly understood."
"Huh?" The young man sat up in shock, and said in surprise: "What about you, sir?"
"Me? I'm going to repair the road." The old man squinted and turned to look at the long winding mountain road on the other side of the cliff.
"Didn't the road be repaired? How else should I fix it?" The young man scratched his head.
"Follow the way, and fix it further." The old man raised the pipe in his hand and pointed to the depths of the mountain: "Now the road is only repaired from the foot of the mountain to the mouth of the mountain, and has not yet entered the mountain. The mountain is so dangerous, there is no way. It’s not convenient for everyone."
"Then I can fix it together!" The young man looked disapproving: "You are building the road ahead, and I will help look at things... the old yellow back stone."
The scalper under him made a snort of disdain.
"Hahaha!" The old man smiled cheerfully: "The road is long and long, and the road is long...You are still young, don't be so anxious! This road is too far, I have to go to explore first, and see if I can Xiucheng miles."
"is it far?"
"Far, very far...very far."
"Does it have to be repaired?"
"The road is long and long, I will search up and down."
"It sounds difficult."
"The road is long and long, and the line is coming." The old man smiled and knocked the dry tobacco pot in his hand: "Difficult and difficult, the most mysterious way. Don't walk, don't talk."
"Why are you in such a hurry?" The young man seemed a little uneasy: "We can wait until there are more people on the mountain mouth before going to build the road."
"You also said that you are on your way...Hurry up, hurry up, and walk with your tail. If the waiting mountain mouth is full, you won't even be able to lift your tail." The old man smiled wittily.
The young man didn't know if he understood the meaning, he just scratched his head, smirked, and leaned over to pull the tail of the ox.
The scalper glanced at him, his tail motionless, his mouth still chewing unhurriedly.
Above their heads, the lush walnut trees were laughing and laughing under the night breeze.
The old man smiled, smiled, and suddenly looked at him, stood up laboriously, and looked at the foot of the slope.
"What's the matter?" The young man jumped up and supported the old man, looking along his gaze.
A bare loess, really monotonous.
"Aren't you going to repair the road with me?" The old man turned his head and showed a narrow smile: "Then you go and lead the way first, and see if you can recognize the way home."
As he said, his skinny arms shook slightly.
The young man staggered under his feet and rolled down the steep slope.
"what……"
In the open world, only this long scream was left.
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In the early morning of summer in the north, it is often shrouded in thin mist.
Especially in the forest park near the river, the fog is thicker.
One side of the runway along the river in Fenhe Park is a quiet river, and the other side is a lush willow forest.
The willow forest was planted on artificially piled hills and was repaired neatly by the greening department. The fog followed the slope, and the more it went up, it became heavier and more peculiar.
Suddenly, a black cat screamed, broke through the thick fog, and rolled down the small slope.
In the eyes of the morning exercisers on the runway, this is a very normal thing. Maybe it was cats and dogs fighting in the woods. The black cat was defeated and kicked down the hillside.
Therefore, the black cat that rolled down on the edge of the runway did not get much attention.
The black cat lay on the for a while, stretched out his claws and kicked his legs, shaking his head and wagging his tail, as if his body was covered with fleas.
After a long time, it staggered to stand up, and ran away along the plastic track by the lake.
Perhaps because of the gradual movement of the body, the black cat's running posture became more and more flexible, and the speed gradually increased.
Until it met a familiar figure halfway through.
A middle school student with an arm bag tied to his arm.
The black cat's running pace stopped abruptly.
If the middle school students noticed the black cat's expression at this moment, they would definitely find the shock and confusion in its humanized eyes.
However, there is no if.
The young student was immersed in the cheerful mobile phone music, and did not notice for the first time a black cat with dark clouds and snow beside him.
It's just that over time, as the black cat repeatedly appeared in his sight, even the dull people would be aroused by curiosity in their hearts.
With curiosity, there will naturally be corresponding actions.
In this way, a high school student with excellent academic performance was abducted by a black cat during the morning jog.
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The black cat sent the middle school student into the six-story ochre-yellow building, and after looking at the surrounding scenery in remembrance, he turned around and jumped into the lush bush not far away.
But when it passed through the bushes, it found that it was already late evening, and for some reason it returned to the willow forest on the of the lakeside runway.
At this time the fog has dispersed.
The thin clouds on the horizon slowly burned.
Burn.
The billowing fire cloud burned from the western sky, becoming more and more blazing, and burning closer.
From orange, to orange, to crimson, to fiery red, and then slowly become bright red.
The bright red color fills the field of vision, and the sky and the earth are empty. Except for this heavy bright red, there are no other colors. A murmur that seems familiar, but still very vague, slowly sounded, gradually noisy, until it filled the entire space and filled it. All senses.
The small black cat stood in the endless flame, gradually twisting and deforming.
As if melting away in this deep burning.
The dull thunder rolled from a distance.
It's getting more and more rushing and getting louder.
Until the end ~EbookFREE.me~ the thunder rang through the whole world, and the burning world continued to collapse and destroy with the thunder.
The black cat disappeared completely.
Where it last stayed, there was a sleeping young man.
"boom!"
With the last sound of thunder, the sleeping young man was finally awakened.
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In the dormitory, the sleeping Zheng Qing suddenly opened his eyes.
A scarlet trace appeared in his eyes, and then faded quietly.
He muttered a few words and slowly closed his eyes.
Turned over and fell asleep again.
In the moonlight, dense black short hairs were quietly spreading between his naked arms.