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Chapter 221 No Robbing (Part [-])
Just when Gu Junshi stepped on the bluestone broken bridge, a vision happened in vain, and the Buddha lotus lamps floating quietly on the pool surface were all extinguished with a "swoosh".

Darkness came as expected.

The iris felt uncomfortably dim and drowsy for a moment, as if he was blind, and his heart was suddenly clenched and thumped.

But soon, they discovered that this secluded pool, where they didn't know where it went up and where it went deep, was not completely dark. There were seven lotus lanterns shining brightly far away, and they were born in the dark night. The flickering light reflects a small piece of green and clear waves, as well as the fine powder and gold dust scattered in the air.

Everything in the line of sight changed from bright and holy to the cold moon, veil, stars, and river shadows.

When the light is dimmed, people will naturally feel a little nervous, especially when they see that the original handwriting on the bridge also disappears. Although the content has been engraved in their minds, they always feel that there is some trial or something else. Something that I don't know has started.

"Lovers, haters... what does this mean? Is it based on the current mood, or is it based on some other idea?" Lu Ziyin guessed.

Chenghong pondered for a moment, and saw Gu Junshi's black dress and pink skirt on the bridge, the bridge body was originally obscured in darkness, and with each step she took, clusters of white lights like will-o'-the-wisps floated up accordingly .

She is in the light and dark, the flowing shadows and brightness trace her soft and bright facial features, the facial features that are not brilliant, but they are enhanced by her unique pair of eyes, making people unable to move for a while open sight.

His eyes are very quiet, but no one can see what emotions are surging under the silence.

"Mood."

An expert's speech is succinct, unlike ordinary people like him, Lu Ziyin thought about the word mood.

He thought unseriously, his state of mind has always been exaggerated and changeable, which made him decide to choose one, which is the same as telling him to take a scoop from three thousand, who should he choose?
"Hua Mi" was the first person to eat crabs, and they saw her walk to the cut-off position of the bridge smoothly all the way.

There is a broken bridge in front of her. She paused, and then suddenly the light burst into flames, and she saw clusters of fire lights that accompanied her along the way gathered together, and then turned into five bridges of light, which respectively represented five choices and five colors. .

Those who love are yellow, those who hate are black, those who hate are white, those who are jealous are blue, and those who are angry are red.

How would she choose?

In the final analysis, the human heart is not completely clean and pure, and life is also suffering and hardship. Otherwise, why should a person's life be compared to the next world to pass through the catastrophe?

"Hua Mi" didn't hesitate at all, she directly chose the blue bridge marked by "Anger".

As soon as she stepped on it, the bridge body gradually became solid, as if supporting her "anger" and absorbing the red power, it became stronger and more eager.

This makes people feel puzzled?
"Anger" means to be angry or imposing in the sense of the word. No one present could understand where she came up with her choice.

"What is she angry about?"

Maybe she just picked one at random, they thought.

If this choice is meaningful, then she will fail in such a foolish way, but if it is meaningless, then they don't have to think too much, just choose a bridge at will.

One step, two steps, three steps...

Under their watchful eyes, she arrived at the opposite bank smoothly, and the colorful bridge disappeared again, leaving them with only a black broken bridge that had lost all its brilliance.

She passed smoothly... Does this mean that her choice was correct?

real or fake?

Does she rely on real understanding, or the luck of drawing lots?
No one can understand what is the "anger" in Gu Junshi's heart?

Only she herself knew clearly that there was already an unquenchable and raging fire in her heart that made her unable to choose to become a mediocre person. go ahead.

"Cannon fodder" is the tragic fate written by Heaven for her, but she refuses to accept it, nor will she succumb to this fate. She steps away from everything that hinders her in an unruly and furious manner.

Liu Jiang Fusheng's inviolable Leng Gui looked a little dazed, he was thinking, did her anger... come from him?
If so, he would... feel refreshed.

The next one who chose to climb the bridge was Chenghong. He seemed to have made up his mind and chose "The Lover".

Great love knows no bounds, he accommodates the things in the world with a heart of fraternity and benevolence. It is not surprising that he has such a choice... Everyone else understands it in this way.

Liujiang Fusheng then chose the "Hater". He seemed to have such a calm and calm attitude, but he arrived smoothly with a hatred that others could not guess.

His hatred is probably aimed at the "hate" of being betrayed by his beloved wife in the past, just like the so-called deep hatred of love... The understanding of others is always so one-sided and full of imagination.

The most surprising thing is that Li Sheng, who looks like an innocent and innocent young man in the forest, chose "The Resentful One" and arrived smoothly all the way without any accidents.

What is this called?
A person cannot be likened to his appearance?
Doesn't he look like he has a temperament of being troubled and complaining?
Yan Tianjiao chose "The Envious" with complicated emotions, but just as he stepped on it, he was blocked by an invisible wall. He insisted on moving on, but was knocked back by a opposing force. When he got down, the cold air around his body turned into a damp mist, and his irritable and violent eyes vented his inner turmoil.

The rest of the people who have already passed know what they will face if they choose "wrong" or do not follow the rules of the bridge.

will be rejected.

The two children, Gu Bianjun and Le Bao, also went on the bridge. One chose the "lover" without hesitation, and the other chose the "envy" without hesitation and balance.

Gu Junshi told them just now: Don’t think too much when crossing the bridge, follow your heart in everything, think about what you want most at this time, what color it should be, and then choose it without hesitation .

When Gu Pengjun thought of his mother, his heart was filled with warmth. Compared with the resentment towards his father and the envy of Le Bao at the beginning, it seemed that his love for his mother made him more persistent, so he naturally chose warm orange.

However, Le Bao's mind was more complicated since he was a child. His heart was so entangled with vines and hemp that it was difficult to be truly innocent. Then he becomes a sick child who bears everything, and his heart will never be able to clarify the sky like him, so he chose Yu Qingse.

They all reached the other side smoothly. Except for Yan Tianjiao, Lu Ziyin and Fu Wanyan have not yet made up their mind on which bridge to choose.

Seeing that Yan Tianjiao was still unable to pass, Lu Ziyin felt even more disturbed.

He speculated among the five choices, and finally chose the "Jealous" bridge, but in the end, he was pushed back as forcefully as Yan Tianjiao.

Was he wrong?
Shouldn't be.

Other people's choices somewhat made him feel something was wrong, as if everyone's choices were different from what they showed, but he felt that his state of mind at the moment was very suitable for the "jealous".

Not long ago, he was crazily jealous of Chenghong's practice speed.

But if not, then maybe which bridge to choose is not the mood, but... the deepest desire in the heart and the unobtainable thing, what should be the color of that thing?
Suddenly, a strange brilliance flashed in Lu Ziyin's eyes, he held his beating heart with "Boom, Boom --", he seemed to understand.

But at the same time, because he thought of a certain taboo color, he also felt a little guilty and embarrassed, as if he suddenly realized how unbearable he was inside.

He no longer continues to choose the "jealous one", the color in his heart is bright and warm yellow, and finally he chooses - the lover.

When he walked to the opposite side smoothly, his palms were sweating, because his random guess was actually sincere, and he had really been coveting someone who shouldn't be coveting.

He couldn't help but start to examine his own heart. He has always played in the world, although he never forgets every beauty, but his playful temperament comes from love, does he yearn for love?
He also wants to belong to a certain person, but also to monopolize another person?
However, when did this kind of thing of passing a leaf among thousands of flowers without touching the body, and then being alone in love, start?Why doesn't he know... Lu Ziyin caressed his hot face in embarrassment, when a playboy realized that he had been sincerely in love with an impossible person...

The cold water poured down his heart, and the heat on his face faded away again. No wonder he didn't realize it, because he didn't want to let himself fall into this hopelessness of depression and pain at all.

People are more or less in the mood of self-avoidance. If they don’t think deeply or carefully, they can just pass by. Once they think clearly and understand, then people will follow the ancient saying that wisdom will hurt.

He sighed deeply.

Who would have thought that the prodigal young master Lu in the world's population would actually be truly attracted to her for the first time, her first first love, but it... died in its infancy.

After Lu Ziyin had crossed the bridge, Yan Tianjiao lowered his head slightly, his sleeves fell to the ground, and he stood there stiffly, motionless.

He is very smart, even Lu Ziyin can think of things, he should have guessed after a setback, he may also know what is the right choice, but he is not willing to give in to his heart.

With his proud temperament, he naturally couldn't accept the weakness deep in his heart.

He refused to admit that his heart was red.

He would rather admit that he is hate and resentment than an "anger".

Some people's "anger" is the most powerful force, which settles all injustices with a flourishing attitude, and moves forward with a fierce attitude of resistance.

And some "angers" are angry.

Anger expresses his state of being succumbed to weakness and powerless to change everything.

Yan Tianjiao often faces everything in the world with an indifferent and unruly attitude, but he has never been able to reconcile with the world in his heart.

He can often see his mother when he closes his eyes, the mother who has always wanted to be strong and never show weakness in front of others, but when she is alone, she will cover her face hysterically and cry and mourn.

When he was a child, he lamented his misfortune and angered him at the same time.

When he grew up, he felt the sadness under the oppression and strength of that family, so he fled that family.

Thinking about the word escape now, it is so infuriating.

I also don't want to admit it to myself. What I feel deepest in my heart is the powerless anger, which cannot be resolved until the end and I can only choose to escape.

He twitched his cold thin lips, and gave a stiff, powerless and mocking laugh.

He said in a hoarse voice, "I can't cross the bridge, so I'll wait for you here."

In the end, Yan Tianjiao didn't try to cross that bridge again.

Seeing his expression, Lu Ziyin didn't know whether to sympathize with himself or him.

The last one is Fu Wanyan. She chose "The Lover" confidently at first, but unfortunately she was blocked by the transparent wall in the end.

No?
Is her love for Liujiang Fusheng not enough to cross this bridge?
So, she chose "The Envious."

She has always been brooding over Liujiang Fusheng's former wife, so she should be a "jealous person".

But the result was the same, she couldn't cross the bridge.

Fu Wanyan's calm expression couldn't hold back any longer. She looked at Liujiang Fusheng, and he on the other side was like a pearl hidden in the black mist, which made her yearn for it, but... she hesitated and looked at that line stiffly. "Resentful", she froze for a moment, her eyelashes drooping.

She chose not to cross the bridge like Yan Tianjiao, and stayed where she was.

Sometimes, apart from being confused, people can’t see clearly their hearts, and even if they know that there is something terrible in their hearts that is devouring them, they dare not face it, or they are ashamed to face it.

Being ashamed to admit the most hidden secret in my heart, especially in front of others, is like uncovering that layer of covering cloth and revealing my naked self.

Only those who can see through their own hearts and be honest with themselves can reach the other side smoothly, and this is the significance of this bridge.

Naturally, Gu Junshi would not wait for everyone to sort out her inner color and come across the bridge. She had observed the surrounding situation long before they came.

On the other side of the bridge, there is a stone gate. This stone gate is blue-gray. It looks old and simple and dusty. The pattern is like the tail feathers of a phoenix scattered screen, but just this golden pattern makes this door appear inscrutable.

The Demon Breaking Arrow must be inside.

"The magic-breaking arrow is inside."

A clear and clear voice sounded from behind.

And Gu Junshi's cold and calm expression showed a hint of evil, like a sheep that has been pretending to be harmless and took off its white skin. She said to the human who came behind her: "So, I don't need you next. Accompanied."

A powerful gloomy coldness swept from the soles of their feet to the whole body, and the people present suddenly found that the spiritual power on their bodies was like a frozen dead pool, which could no longer be extracted and used at will, and even the shadow was fixed in place like a cloth stitched.

Chenghong was stunned for a moment by her sudden turn of events, he frowned and said, "What are you going to do?"

"You should have guessed it."

Lu Ziyin thought to himself that indeed he was attacked by the enemy, this "Hua Mi" was actually a decent traitor.

"Could it be that the Flower City you betrayed has become the secret work of Fengdu Ghost City?"

Gu Junshi raised her eyebrows when she heard the words, and she stepped forward, the skin on her body melted like vaporized and enchanting smoke, and when the purple-black mist drifted away, revealing her true face underneath.

Lu Ziyin's eyes, which had been fixedly staring at her before, widened in vain, and he seemed to be dumbfounded.

"...Gu, Mr. Gu?!"

(End of this chapter)