Master of Hongjun

Time flies, like a white horse passing by. In the blink of an eye, Cao Xiaolong has gone through forty springs and autumns in this world, and now he is in his twilight years, he is in his sixties, and he is almost seventy.At this age, Cao Xiaolong saw through the intrigues in the world, and felt disheartened. In addition, he was too old to work, so he passed the company on to his son and retired with peace of mind.

Parents have gone back to the West many years ago. Not long after their parents left, my wife also passed away. Friends and partners in my youth died, and the old ones are old. Now there is only one son and grandson , There are no relatives in this world.There is nothing to love in life, this is Cao Xiaolong's current mood. Every day, he puts the chair under the sun, makes a pot of good tea, hums some old tunes, and spends the days leisurely like this.Anyway, at this age, apart from waiting to die, there is no other thing to do, so Cao Xiaolong's vicissitudes of mind are ready to wait for death with peace of mind.

It is said that the older a person is, the more he likes to remember, this is true!Cao Xiaolong lies on the armchair every day. What he likes to do most is to look at the distant sky and recall the things in his youth.I think of my wife's graceful figure, beautiful and moving.How cute and active the son is, so loving.How he pointed the country, full of vigor.It's just that all of this has gone away from him, and he will never come back. The only thing he can do now is to wait for death.

Occasionally, Cao Xiaolong would often miss his dream.In the dream, the immortals are flying around, waving their hands in the clouds and rain, flying through the Kyushu in the clouds and fog, and there are countless strange and weird gods and monsters. I will appear on the stage after you sing.Vaguely, there are also ancient gods such as the legendary Sanqing sages, Nuwa Empress, Zulong and so on.

Whenever thinking of this, Cao Xiaolong would always laugh at himself mockingly.The fairy tales are originally illusory, who has seen them before?It is a pity that my Huangliang Yimeng is too real, and I can't even figure out the difference between reality and dream. I have been insane for a while because of this, and I want to break the so-called illusion, return to the original, and make my family big. Turned pale with fright, they were all anxious about it, and thought they had become a lunatic.

Thinking about it now, it was probably because he was too obsessed with greed and longevity when he was young, and his fantasy was a bit too much.Now that I am old and can hardly move, I have seen through the warmth and coldness of human relationships, and my heart is no longer the fiery heart of when I was young, so I realize how ridiculous my behavior was.

Thinking of this, Cao Xiaolong shook his head and sighed softly as usual, took a sip of the hot Pu'er tea beside him, and then continued to hum those old tunes that he never left his mouth leisurely.The warm sun was very comfortable on his body, just like his mother's embrace, warm and comfortable, Cao Xiaolong lay on the armchair and fell asleep gradually.

Perhaps, in the dream, the past can be found again, Cao Xiaolong thought so at the last moment, and slowly closed his heavy eyelids.

"Dad! Dad!" When Cao Xiaolong was fast asleep, a clear and crisp cry sounded in his ears, like a yellow warbler's chirping, which was extremely sweet.Cao Xiaolong subconsciously waved his hand in the ear, feeling very upset that someone disturbed his lucid dream at this moment, and scolded impatiently: "Your father is not here, go find him, don't disturb my lucid dream!" Said After finishing, Cao Xiaolong turned over again and continued to pursue his dream.

"Dad, you can't sleep anymore, wake up quickly, if you sleep again, you won't be able to get up, and you will never be able to get out of the void!" The clear and crisp shout still refused to give up, and continued to ring in Cao Xiaolong's ears Harassing and yelling again and again made Cao Xiaolong upset.

Cao Xiaolong was furious, forced his heavy eyelids to open his eyes, sat up straight, and wanted to trouble the person who disturbed his dream.But a strange thing happened, on the empty balcony, apart from myself and the warm breeze, there was no one to be seen.

"Hey..., my health has been getting worse recently, and now my ears are starting to ring, I'm afraid it won't last long!" Cao Xiaolong glanced at the blue sea in the distance, feeling a little melancholy.Then he continued to lie down, turning his body on his side, ready to continue to sleep beautifully.

"Dad, Dad! Don't sleep anymore, get up quickly! If you fall asleep, you really won't be able to get up, and you will be lost in the illusion forever! Dad, please get up quickly!!" Cao Xiaolong just lay down Suddenly, a heavy drowsiness hit her, and her eyelids became heavier and heavier. At this moment, that crisp shout sounded again.

"It's not bad to sleep, there is no disaster and no pain, and it can be regarded as the end of life!" Cao Xiaolong subconsciously pursed his lips and said in response.

"Father, once you sleep, you will be wiped out! Your brother, your lover, and your disciples and grandchildren all over the mountain are still waiting for you to go back and save them from robbery. How can you bear to abandon them in this world?" Don't care?" The voice became more anxious, and the speed of speaking became faster and faster, almost crying.

"I don't have any brothers or lovers now, let alone disciples and grandchildren. I am the happiest with my closest son and grandson. I am relieved from the loss of an old trouble! It is better to sleep over, sleep over You're so comfortable!" Cao Xiaolong still didn't want to get up, he just wanted to have a good and comfortable sleep.The head is getting heavier and heavier, and the eyelids are getting heavier and heavier. This time, I am really sleepy and tired.That feeling is like just fighting with the woman for three consecutive days and three nights. I'm already exhausted. I just want to have a good sleep and don't want to care about anything.

"Dad! You really can't sleep anymore, get up, please get up!!!" The little girl was really crying, begging Cao Xiaolong not to sleep.But Cao Xiaolong was tired at this time, and he wanted to get rid of the world as soon as possible, so he couldn't listen to it anymore.

Gradually, Cao Xiaolong's breathing became more and more even and steady, and there was a strange sweet smile on his old-like face, as if he had begun to have a sweet dream.

"No! Dad, I must save you, and I can't just let you be plotted against!" The crisp voice stopped crying suddenly, and said resolutely. "Great Meng's first verdict, Good Fortune asks, Xuan Qing is upright, Chaos is silent! Chaos Clock, wake up!" Around the balcony where Cao Xiaolong was sleeping soundly, childish Xuanyin suddenly sounded, and a khaki-yellow light suddenly shot out from Cao Xiaolong's forehead.The light instantly enveloped the entire rooftop, and only heard the sound of "dong", and Cao Xiaolong's forehead suddenly flew out of an antique bell full of vicissitudes of life.

The faint bells kept ringing in this small space, one sound was louder than the other, and the sound was sharper than the other, gradually turning into a golden iron horse, the old and piercing sound of the desert sand.