(Final)/p
Mu Ziyun was carrying Wanmin, no, he should be carrying Wanmin on his back, or holding her, he couldn't tell clearly. After crossing the snow-capped mountains, crossing the pig iron plains, passing by giant dragons, and confronting the storm, is this still Huzhou? Yes, Huzhou must also change because of him. /p
They seemed to have become little people, walking through giant villages. Why is this road so long? They met many strange people, including ghostly fire bodies, little people with long ears and big heads, giants with short ears and small heads, and a giant whale leaping out of the soil as soft as sea water and transforming in mid-air. It became a black ship like a rocky mountain, and the world became weird and bizarre, but Mu Ziyun became more and more ordinary. Without the ability to practice and all kinds of natural abilities, he and Wanmin really looked like a couple. Like a young human couple, Mu Ziyun's mind was very empty. He couldn't concentrate on thinking about even a small thing. Huzhou was like a big world that was constantly being combined randomly, and there would be "surprises" every moment. /p
He and Wanmin stayed at a hotel with a bull-headed horse face, and met many humans along the way, but some of them had been turned into flesh and blood specimens by monsters, and some were adopted as pets, with names not as good as slaves. The two relied on each other for their lives, went through many difficulties and suffered countless hardships. Finally, they saw the holy place in their hearts. /p
It was an ordinary hilltop. From a distance, the scenery on it was clear. There was just a simple wooden house and a straight step, and nothing else. /p
Wanmin was wearing clothes like a peasant woman, holding in her arms the baby he and Mu Ziyun gave birth to while on the road. Mu Ziyun also looked like a peasant, with a slightly bent waist and a long, hollow beard. After my eyes saw the top of the mountain, there was finally a trace of movement. /p
When he arrived at the foot of the mountain, he stood in front of the steps and looked up. The wooden house at the top was only a hundred steps away from him. Mu Ziyun took a step but stopped in the air and retracted. He turned back and said to Wanmin: "You stay here and don't move. I'll come down soon after I go up."/p
Wanmin didn't speak or nod. She was holding the child, and her face was not as white as before. Mu Ziyun walked up the steps. His body became heavier as he walked, and his brain became heavier. After walking more than a dozen steps, he Suddenly he stopped and turned back. Wanmin was very close to him, but it made him feel far away. The scenery behind Wanmin was not the same as when he came, it turned into a clean green forest path. Wanmin didn't speak, but looked at him with tender eyes. /p
Mu Ziyun's heart began to ache, and a feeling of sadness surged into his heart. He suddenly ran down, hugged Wanmin, kissed her forehead, and then said: "Come with me, hold my hand." Hands, never let go, remember, never let go at any time."/p
Wanmin was not shy. This time, she nodded firmly. /p
The two held hands and walked side by side towards the cabin on the top of the mountain. /p
The wooden house had no windows, only one door. Mu Ziyun knocked on the door, but there was no response, so he pushed the door open and entered. There was really nothing inside, just a bed made of wooden boards placed in the corner. There was a window, but it was more like an irregular opening in the wooden wall. /p
Mu Ziyun looked around and sat on the bed. Suddenly he felt that Wanmin was missing. He quickly turned around. Fortunately, the two of them were still holding hands, and Wanmin was sitting next to him. But Wanmin changed her clothes and no longer held the child. She was holding a sword in her hand and wearing the head robe. Yes, wasn't this the last face of Wanmin that Mu Ziyun saw before going to sea in the Eastern Region? That look? /p
Mu Ziyun grabbed Wanmin's jade hand with both hands. Wanmin was not shy, smiled slightly, but looked forward. /p
Mu Ziyun also looked forward and saw a girl. She was wearing a bright red dress, with a straight waist and a straight butt. It was obvious at a glance that her figure was graceful. Mu Ziyun only saw her waist. Before he could look at her face, Zizhong stretched out a hand. /p
What a silent world, like a long white painting on a white paper, with endless content, but no one can tell one or two of its appearance. Mu Ziyun can't see anything else, only Seeing that hand, he lowered his head and smiled happily. /p
He began to reach out with his hands to grasp, as if to grasp his own heart. /p
In a quiet room, a quiet person, Wanmin remained silent. She was speechless, but she held Mu Ziyun's left hand tightly. However, she was speechless and watched Mu Ziyun's hand leave. Own. She was so sad, but she became mute. Tears flowed on her face and on Mu Ziyun's back. /p
Finally, Mu Ziyun grabbed the hands, and he finally saw that face. That girl's face was so fascinating to him and so familiar. The girl leaned over with a smile and bit Mu Ziyun's lips. After they separated, she flicked Mu Ziyun's forehead again. Her cute appearance was really lovable. She felt that she just heard her say: "Xiaomu! Bad guy!" ! Why did you come to me!"/p
Mu Ziyun giggled and said, "Little red bell, little red bell?" Yes, the beauty in red dress in front of him was the little matchmaker from Huzhou who once made him think about it day and night. She was exactly the same. It was the beautiful bell that confessed her love to him. However, he never left Huzhou, but the bell appeared. /p
After being surprised, Mu Ziyun quickly calmed down and seemed to have thought clearly. He smiled infatuatedly, hugged her body tenderly, and said close to her ear: "Lingdang, I really, really Miss you so much!"/p
The two people held hands and walked towards the outside of the wooden house. Behind her, Wanmin was sitting on the wooden bed. She was crying and speechless, but after listening to Mu Ziyun's words, she held on tightly and never let go. /p
After walking out, there were beautiful mountains and clear waters, clouds were floating in the sky, birds were singing, and Mu Ziyun felt the breath of all things. /p
He looked back and saw that the wooden house was empty, with nothing there, but he just shrugged his shoulders and walked down the mountain. /p
Yes, he is the only one, without Wanmin or bell. /p
He walked out of this "paradise"-like place and stood in a land of thorns. Time stood still, everyone maintained their movements at that moment, and the leaves were "fixed" in the air. Mu Ziyun followed his heart, not knowing where he would go, but he thought it was right. /p
Not long after, he saw the back of a man, and then he walked in front of the man. In front of him, he saw a beautiful girl. /p
The leaves resumed their dance steps in the air, and Mu Ziyun heard a sentence: "Are you coming back or not? Let me ask you a question."/p
Mu Ziyun was startled for a moment, then looked at the girl in front of him with a smile. /p
The girl snorted, held the sword tightly and said, "Forget it if you don't come back! It has nothing to do with me."/p
Mu Ziyun smiled again, very happily. He walked up to the girl and touched her face. The girl was so embarrassed that she kicked him with her leg and said angrily: "What are you doing?" Mu Ziyun took out He picked up Wu Genyu and handed it into her hand, saying: "Min Min"/p
"What nonsense are Minmin talking about!" The girl blushed with embarrassment, thinking how could he call her that, just like calling her his wife. /p
Mu Ziyun smiled and continued: "Minmin, I'm leaving. I'll give you this. It's my root. If you take it, I can return to you."/p
Wanmin held Wugenyu and frowned slightly, with a trace of sadness in her eyes. She pretended not to care, but asked: "How long, how long will it take to come back."/p
Mu Ziyun cried, crying silently but haggardly, he smiled and cried: "I don't know, I don't know, but you have to wait for me, you hold my root in your hand, and you miss me, then I can find it back." Road."/p
"Why are you crying?" Wanmin was at a loss. Hu Zi said strangely from behind: "I said you are really lying, you're just crying! It's embarrassing, it's not like you went out to die! You're coming back!"/p
Mu Ziyun nodded while crying and laughing. He leaned over and wanted to kiss her lips, but stopped midway. Wanmin's face was so red that blood could ooze out. She almost stopped breathing. The hands holding the sword Shivering. /p
Finally, Mu Ziyun took back his body. He looked at Wanmin with a smile and tears, then turned and walked out. Wanmin seemed a little disappointed, but suddenly felt a lot of sadness. He saw Muziyun and Huzi finally got on the boat and floated to the boundless, destinyless place without hopes and dreams. /p
(End)/p
One person is the whole world, the whole world is one person, Mu Ziyun doesn't know it, he understands, he knows, but he is not willing to see the reality clearly, he is willing to live like this, live as he pleases, but alone The colorful world is ultimately lonely and false. He can do anything, but he can't get anything real. /p
Next, there were countless years. Mu Ziyun followed Huzi into the Seven Kingdoms and became a god. When he arrived at Guanglang Liuli Island, he met Lingdang and Fang Tianmu. He wanted to escape the impulse of his heart and tried hard not to change anything, but he still failed many times. Confused among countless changes, he either did not leave Huzhou or find Wanmin, but went to find Xiao Either the matchmaker didn't look for them and instead stole Huzi's lover Feng Jing, or he didn't say anything and turned into a devil on the spot, insulting Wanmin and the other women, and everyone started shouting for beatings. /p
However, no matter how many times he comes back, he will always place an unchangeable hilltop. There is a cabin there, and inside there is a person he chose at the beginning of his fantasy again, a person who can always bring him back to reality, maybe... Wanmin, perhaps Bell, or Kite, Feng Jing, or Huzi, allowed him to recognize where he was when his thoughts were completely out of control. /p
After countless failures, he experienced thousands of lives, became a resident of Guanglang Liuli Island, and became the leader of a certain sect. All kinds of lives bloomed one after another based on what he had really experienced. How many years? ? never mind. /p
He held back the one-in-a-million chance and seized it. He really started over and made a good move. He laughed when he needed to laugh, cried when he needed to cry. When he needed to scold, he cursed well and even experienced it again. Having died so many times, he completely relied on his memory to walk the real path of life that he had walked before. /p
He had his head cut off and was led by the ugly little girl to walk down the long street. When he came to Naihe Bridge, he met Po Meng and said the same words, word for word, and entered the Kingdom of Ghosts. Arriving at the long street where various eras intertwined, he walked at his original pace, asked the burden bearer, asked another beheaded ghost, sat somewhere, and finally waited for a little boy, who said hello. He followed him with a smile, but when the narrow road was about to reach the end, Mu Ziyun opened his mouth and shouted: "Okay, we're here!"/p
The little boy did not look back, but gradually disappeared. Mu Ziyun heard the child's laughter getting farther and farther away. /p
The road in front of him turned into a wall. Mu Ziyun turned around and walked back to the ghost street. He always smiled enigmatically and accidentally bumped into a person. Of course, that person was also a dead soul. The dead soul glared at him and left. /p
Mu Ziyun raised his head and his shoulders were shaking. He smelled the smell and heard all kinds of sounds. Yes, it was the kind of sound that he had not expected. The next road was unfamiliar, and the next one was strange. In the world that comes down, he is no longer alone. /p
He's back, really back. /p
A fifteen or sixteen-year-old girl holding a pink paper umbrella came from among the dead and stood in front of him. The girl had red lips and fair face. She had some fine hair tied up. The hair hanging down beside her face was very straight, and her ears were There was a finger-sized doll jewelry hanging on it, and her two exquisite little feet stepped on the wooden shoes playfully. The girl looked at him with a smile, but it still made Mu Ziyun's back feel as if he had been hit by an air conditioner, which was very cold. /p
Mu Ziyun put his hands on his hips and breathed a sigh of relief. All the fatigue was peeled off from his heart. He smiled lightly at first, then laughed. After calming down, he said: "I know what you are going to say. I have this ability. If you want Say, long time no see.”/p
Ji Le and Xiao Hui'er were still smiling. She turned the umbrella handle and said, "Well, long time no see. I've been waiting for too long."/p
(Nan Jue’s words: At this point, Mu Ziyun finally came out of the fantasy world. Some people may still not understand it. It doesn’t matter. Nan Jue may write a few paragraphs of explanation tomorrow. Well, he might write too much. Some people may think Mu Ziyun Returning to reality is a bit abrupt. In fact, this is a method that Nan Jue thinks is more reasonable. It is very special and Nan Jue also likes it. Nan Jue just told a friend that my latest eight chapters can be regarded as a peak of my writing. I brag about it. , I can use these eight chapters to look down on the world, hahaha, isn’t it very narcissistic? Alas, no one replied to my words, no one said whether they wanted to watch Mountain Ghost Nine Songs, it turned out to be hundreds of thousands of people who said it Very few, it doesn’t matter, life will always be good, right? I will revise it over and over again until someone likes this work. Come on Nanjue, I hope you can step out of your own world like Mu Ziyun, No more lonely.)/p
