Beseech The Devil

    "When you know you, you are not you, when you don't know that you are yours!HourYou are the one. ”The muttering voice echoed in Su Ming's ear, hovering in his mind, until this sentence became a thunderous bang, and rumbled in his heart, Su Ming's both eyes slammed open.

    His forehead didn't know when there was sweat, the sky outside was silver, it was the falling of the snow, and the silver-covered earth reflected the black night sky.

    Su Ming sits cross-legged in a naturally formed cave in the crack of a mountain. This is the third month after he gallops toward Seven Moons Sect. On this seemingly endless earth, Su Ming meditates here. Adjust the breath.

    It is far away from Seven Moons Sect. This far-distance journey, even if Su Ming's Cultivation is a heavy Dao Divinity, can still be used for almost a few years.

    Therefore, on this road, he did not stop galloping, but sometimes rested, keeping his own culture always at its peak. At this moment, he opened his eyes from meditation.

    Silently looking at the night sky outside, Su Ming thought of the dream before him. He rarely dreamed, especially when he was sitting cross-legged, the dream would not appear, but it just happened.

    There is only one familiar words of Su Ming in the dream. The resounding of this discourse, even if Su Ming opened his eyes at this moment, can still be surrounded by the ear, for a long time.

    In the silence, Su Ming stood up and walked out of the cave. In the snow, he left a footprint and walked toward the distance. He passed the mountain and walked through the river, until he arrived. Out, when sunset was at dusk, he saw a city in front of Su Ming's.

    In the dusk of the city, there was a little bit of light, and there was a bustling voice coming out. It was a lively scene… Looking at the city, Su Ming closed his eyes, and when he opened it, he turned to the city. Go.

    Walking in the dusk into the castle, every household high-hanging red lanterns, many children laugh and frolic the sound of the bell, and the entire castle filled with almost everyone smiling face, let Su Ming think of … In this ten years, every year today, his master will take him, to a strange city, where, to feel a … The atmosphere of the new Year.

    This is the new year is the last day of the year. When the evening passes, the night falls until the sun appears again, it will be another new beginning.

    Every day of the year is the day when the ancient Tibetan countries celebrated the country. All the cities in the land are filled with such an atmosphere. The lanterns hanging from the households are scattered in the snow, which seems to drive the cold. From every home, let this day… not cold at night.

    Su Ming walked around the city and looked around. He gradually lowered his head until he reached the corner of the alley. There was a noodle stall. In this cold wind, the boiling water rose a lot. The white air blurs the old man who is cooking.

    The booth is not big, there are only four or five tables, and there is a tent-like curtain covering the snow, but it can't cover too much wind. There are three or two men sitting there, eating hot noodles.

    Drinking noodle soup seems to dispel the cold.

    "Wu Lao is a big New Year, you still don't take a few pots of your old wine, let us taste the fresh."A man who eats noodles, laughs loudly to open mouth, and the white gas spit out in the words is very obvious in this snow.

    "A few of you…".The old man who was cooking noodles seemed to smile, turned and took out a jug and placed it on the table.

    "That's right, don't worry that we will continue to come over today and accompany you to the New Year."The big man immediately picked up the jug and quickly took a sip and said with a smile.

    Su Ming, at this moment, walked into the booth, sitting next to the table and chairs in the corner, watching the snow outside.

    "The store, a bowl of noodles."

    The old man who cooked the noodles looked back at Su Ming, took out the bowl, and filled a large bowl of noodles. He also put some meat in it and ended up in front of Su Ming's.

    Su Ming looked at the surface of the table and ate it silently. The taste of the noodles was very good. The soup was very hot. After entering the mouth, it was warm. It seems that in this snow, it is no longer particularly cold.

    Time gradually passed, the night came, the streets have not seen too many people, this is a holiday, but also a family reunion of the day, this time, often a home will be together, watching the child's laughter, watching the sparkle of the candle, in this night, in the warmth of the home, experience the warmth between loved ones.

    Compared with the snow outside, this warmth is almost everyone's, just Su Ming here…No.

    Until the few big men in the booth, they all left, the sobbing wind made the tent scream, Su Ming sighed.

    "Why don't you go home?"The old man who cooked the noodles sat down, picked up a pot of old wine that had been warm for a while, took a sip and looked at Su Ming.

    "Can't find a way."Su Ming said quietly and slowly.

    "I can't find a way, there is no home."The old man smiled and picked up another pot of wine!In front of Su Ming, sit down and put it in front of Su Ming's. !

    By the fire, Su Ming raises the head and looks at the old man. This is a mortal, an old man with a wrinkled face who has reached the end of his life.

    "What about you?"Su Ming picked up the jug and took a sip, watching the snow outside, and gently to open mouth.

    "There is a home, but I am the old man alone. It is no different to go back and not go back. It is better to be here."The old man smiled. In that smile, it seemed that the wrinkles on his face were also a little more, making the smile seem to be bitter.

    Su Ming didn't talk, drinking, in this cold wind, in the snow falling, the night sky appeared in the bright moon, compared with the surrounding lights, there are lights in this booth, just under the light, not warm , but a kind of bleak.

    A kind of change of thoughts, as if I missed the moment at the moment, the goodness in my memory, I thought it was buried in my heart, and it became a painless heart, but now, under the light In the shadow, it is the pain that the wind can't blow, the snow is buried.

    In that pain and cold, Su Ming thought of grandfather, thought of Ninth Peak's Senior Brother, and thought of Yu Xuan, Canglan, Xu Hui…and featherless crane, and the faces in the memory. .

    Thinking, thinking, drinking a pot of wine.

    Drinking wine is because there is no tears. Only when the wine is turned into tears, after swallowing, it becomes the bitterness and jealousy that can never be resolved in the heart. Let this bitterness happen, let this be eternity, because only so…Su Ming knew that she was still alive.

    He only knows that he used to…If you haven't died yet, you can have more determination to make all this change, even if it's almost impossible, but…Su Ming also wants to make it possible!

    "where is your family?"When the old man looked at Su Ming and hoarse words, he took out a pot of wine and placed it in front of Su Ming's.

    "Are you far away and far away, what about you?"Su Ming shook his head.

    "Old man's family, huh, huh, there are a lot of people, I have a grandson, he has a group of partners, they are my family…He also found a few housewives, the family was originally hot and enthusiastic. ”The old man was drinking and his eyes were revealed.

    "One day, when I woke up, he disappeared. We couldn't find him. The original busy home was no longer lively until everyone went out to look for him, look for it, they went, go. A lot of places, I don't know if I found it.

    Here, there is only me left, and my family is empty. I don't know where he went. I didn't go out to look for it. I want to stay here, light the lamp at home, wait for him, if one day he comes back. I don't want him… I can't find a home, I don't want him…··· I can't see the light guide at home. ”The old man muttered and his voice was hoarse. In this snowstorm, it seemed that there was a trace of vicissitudes.

    "In fact, I am not alone in the old man…Compared with me, our emperor, he is lonely…"The old man sighed and picked up the jug and took a drink.

    "We all know that the emperor has three emperors, and the three emperors will be taken away when they are adults, and they will travel outside…A walk is…Six thousand years······

    In the past six thousand years, he was a solitary. He also wanted to be in the Imperial City, always lighting up and guiding his prince to go home, because in the legend, every king in our country is likely to be outside. I lost my life when I traveled and didn't know the way home. ”The old man said and said, he lowered his head and seemed to be drunk.

    Su Ming was silent, finished the last bite in the jug, stood up, and walked to the old man's side. The wind around the right hand shook away, making it warm, and then he walked out of it. Stall, walked in the snow, in the direction of Seven Moons Sect, walked out of the city and walked into the wind of the night.

    Until Su Ming went away, until his figure disappeared far into the night sky outside the city, the drunk old man slowly raised his head and stood up, watching the night sky, his face slowly Change, such as the years change in him until he becomes middle-aged.

    He sighed.

    "When you know that you are yours, you…Not you, when you don't know that you are you…You are the one. ”With his sigh, the entire city was suddenly illusory, leaving him alone, standing alone in the snow, turning around in this sigh, toward the direction of the ancient capital city, silent Go.

    "What is true, what is false, mysterious child…···It has been three thousand years, you…When can you clear comprehension ······What are you looking for, what is true, what you think is false, and what is false…"The middle-aged man murmured, like a stinging heart, gradually disappeared into the snow, gradually dissipated.

    There is only the sway of the snow, and there seems to be a sigh in it. In this world, it will be difficult for a long time…·····