Immortal Sword Pavilion

Chapter 716 All Illusions Come True (Subscribe, Recommend)
"Three years later, if you don't change your mind, you can come to Anyang City, and Zhou will give you a fortune."

Bang!
As these words rang in his ears, Jiang Ping fell down on the haystack in the temple and fell into a deep sleep.

"Unexpectedly, it was this mediocre quack who woke me up." Looking at Jiang Ping who was sleeping, Zhou Yu had a look of joy in his eyes.

He almost put the cart before the horse.

I mistakenly thought that the meaning of life in the wine really represented all the life of the person who made the wine.

But really, that's just the part that makes wine that touches the most.

Because it is the deepest, it is heavy to read.

But the source of all this still comes from one's own thoughts.

"The meaning of transforming the gods is just a transition, and replacing the mind with the mind is the mind, not the mind, and the artistic conception is just a means."

Zhou Yu looked at the bonfire burning in the temple, and walked slowly towards the temple gate.

Behind him, the bonfire on the ground was gradually burned out, but because Zhou Yu didn't want the fire to go out tonight.

Therefore, even if there is no firewood, the fire can continue to burn until dawn, until Jiang Ping wakes up.

"So, what is the artistic conception I want?" Looking at the vast night, Zhou Yu raised his head and stepped out of the temple gate.

The next day, Jiang Ping woke up from his deep sleep.

The moment he woke up, the bonfire that had been burning in the temple all night was extinguished instantly, turning into a flame that flew into the center of his eyebrows.

When the fire light entered his body, Jiang Ping felt a warm current, and with the opening of his eyes, it swept through his whole body in an instant, and he couldn't help but let out a happy sigh of relief.

"I slept really comfortably last night." Stretching his waist, Jiang Ping looked at everything in the temple.

"This scholar wakes up early enough." Looking at the empty temple, Jiang Ping joked with a smile.

He seemed to have had a dream last night. He dreamed that after drinking and discussing with the scholar, he saw the bonfire in the temple constantly changing in his words.

"Three years later, Anyang City." A moment later, Jiang Ping remembered the agreement made last night, lifted the sword in his hand, and stepped out of the ruined temple.

Although the dream last night was absurd, he still remembered what he said.

Within three years, Qingzhou will become famous!
Two months later, Zhou Yu slowly opened his eyes on a high mountain about ten miles away from the ruined temple, and white clouds lingered around him.

"It's just Baiyun, it's too boring." Amidst these words, Zhou Yu nodded casually.

hum!
There was a buzzing sound, and a faint ripple immediately swept out from the center of his right index finger.

"hold head high!"

At the moment when the ripples spread to the white clouds, I saw Liuyun Cranes roaring out of the white clouds.
"The so-called illusion is both true and false, but truth and falsehood are always in a single thought. Believe it is true, and not believe it is false."

A moment later, as the white jade dissipated, Zhou Yu stepped out and disappeared on the top of the mountain.

"If you want to change the true and the false, it is not enough to just have an illusion, you should have a wish."

half year later.

"Good wine, my little old man has never tasted such good wine." By a small river, there was an old man with white hair, drinking the wine in his hand, and laughed.

"If the elderly like it, you can drink it as much as you want." Zhou Yu took a sip and smiled lightly.

"Don't drink, don't drink, I'm drunk, I guess I will lose to you in fishing today." The white-haired old man put down the bottle and said with a smile.

"Old man, you want to win me so much?" Zhou Yu looked at the calm river with a smile on his lips.

He was fishing by the river two months ago, and at that time, he saw the old man in front of him.

When he came, the old man had gained something every day, so he never tired of it.

Of course, these are what Zhou Yu heard from the old man.

Because after he came, the white-haired fisherman seemed to have never caught fish.

Let alone beat him.

"When I was alone, I never thought about winning or losing, but after you came, the old man saw your fish basket, and he remembered winning or losing.

What's more, wouldn't it be more interesting to have someone to accompany me fishing after all, and to compete against each other. "The old man said happily.

"In that case, let's decide whether to win or lose." Sensing the old man's wishes, Zhou Yu said slowly.

This comparison is an hour.

As Zhou Yu's fish basket gradually became full, the old man couldn't help feeling anxious when he saw it.

At this moment, in the clear river water, there was a red carp swimming from a distance.

"Come to me, come to me." Looking at the red carp, the white-haired fisherman looked calm, but he shouted more and more quickly in his heart.

In this thought, the carp that was supposed to swim to the place where Zhou Yu was, gradually bit the hook where the old man was.

Swish!
In an instant, with a shake of the fishing rod, the red carp jumped out of the river and landed in the old man's fishing basket.

"Now is the real beginning, young man." Seeing the red carp in the fish basket, the old man smiled and said to Zhou Yu.

As time passed, the old man's fish basket had more and more fish until he completely surpassed Zhou Yu.

"It seems that I won." Putting away the fishing rod, the old man said with a smile.

"That's right." Zhou Yu nodded, and said while pouring the fish into the river.

"Isn't the old man afraid that all this is fake?"

"Haha, it doesn't matter whether it's true or not, the important thing is that I have won." Looking at the empty fish basket, the old man smiled and waved his hands, and walked towards the distance.

In fact, from the moment the red carp bit the old man's hook, he had already won the game.

Because I want to win, even if I know everything in front of me is false, I am willing to believe it is true.

"Illusions are illusions because there are still conflicts in my heart, and truths are true because my wishes are fulfilled."

"This is, those who wish to take the bait."

Watching the figure of the old man disappear on the road in the distance, Zhou Yu was in deep thought, and his figure gradually disappeared by the small river.

……

In the evening, Anyang City.

Hua Xiaoyu, who is almost nine years old, has grown from a little girl back then to a slim young girl.

On top of her fair face, her face was exquisite, and a trace of the embryo of a beauty could already be seen.

It's just that, compared to the previous lively and lovely, Hua Xiaoyu's personality at this time is a little more peaceful.

"Xiaoyu, there is a troupe in the city, let's go see it together tonight." On the way to let the bloodletting go, a little nerd wearing a melon cap looked at Hua Xiaoyu and invited him.

"No, I'm going back to look at the store." Hua Xiaoyu shook her head and said.

"Kandian, do you mean your tofu shop, or the wine shop next door?

Let me tell you, your uncle has been gone for almost three years, and it's okay for you to miss one day. "The little nerd wanted to say that your uncle will never come back.

But thinking of Hua Xiaoyu's violent fist under her calm appearance, he immediately changed his tone.

But just as he was talking vigorously, Hua Xiaoyu suddenly stopped.

"Uncle... are you back?"

Looking at the opened courtyard door, a faint smell of alcohol wafted in, Hua Xiaoyu's stunned gaze was gradually replaced by brightness.

Then, under the eyes of the little nerd, he rushed into the wine shop that had been guarded for almost three years.

……

(Kawen is dead, Kawen is dying.)
(End of this chapter)