Pursuit of the Truth Chapter 1358: Home … not far away
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Canglan is gone, First Senior Brother, Second Senior Brother, Xu Hui and Yu Xuan, all already sitting on the Su Ming boat, went to the other side of the Naochuan River, Su Ming coming and going back and forth on the Kaochuan River, like one circle after another in samsara.
With the passing of time, unconsciously, how much spring and autumn left in my memory, Su Ming's face is no longer middle-aged, but has white hair and has become an old man.
From a distance, maybe the figure in the setting sun has become the dwarf lily in the lone boat.
A person sitting silently cross-legged in the time outside the wooden house, the years of a Jiazi, this has passed, from beginning to end, Su Ming has not stepped into the wooden house half a step, as if the threshold of the wooden house is a Heaven and Earth Gully, the other side of the gully is the awakening of everything, and on this side of the gully, Su Ming used to sit cross-legged and gaze at the candlelight of the Wanjia.
The winter of this year came very early, the snowflakes fell, and the earth was covered. From a distance, the green was not forgotten. There was a cold in the cold that seemed to be able to freeze everything, but that never stopped. Forget the river, it ’s the fireworks that ca n’t be frozen in the cold ...
On the other side of the river, looking across the river, it seems to be still in the spring, singing outsiders immobile, looking at the beauty and brilliance of the flowers hazyly.
A river, across reincarnations, across the world, across each of you and me ...
The cold wind roared, the snow flew into the sky, and in the afternoon of a snowy raise the head, a burst of horseshoes roared from the sky, and from the sound of the horseshoe, it was not one person, but a team ... …
At a glance, in the distant snow and snow, nearly 100,000 people were wearing armor, riding horses of war, and roaring forward. Currently, one person is riding on a maroon horse. Wearing a golden armor, a scarlet cloak flying, and a fur shirt outside, the horse's four hooves were also fitted with iron nails to prevent it from slipping, making the sound of the horseshoes not cluttered, but a bit boring.
In addition to the sound of horseshoes, 100,000 people have no other sounds, everyone on the horse. They all silently followed the current man wearing a scarlet cloak, and seemed to be able to follow him, walking through mountains, across a world, through this life and the afterlife.
This is an army. An army that exists in this world of sentient beings, especially the big man like fierce tiger at the forefront, both eyes like a bronze bell, does not anger when staring, enough to make the timid heart tremble after seeing it. hope.
This is obviously a military general, with a malevolent aura pervasive, and his left hand holding the horse rope. Carrying a jug in his right hand, he continued to drink wine as he moved forward, but the volatilization of the alcoholic gas did not make him drunk. On the contrary, it made the malevolent aura thicker, a faint breath of breath filled with breath, the white breath between the breath, and the breath that the horse spit out while running seemed to be merged. It made these 100,000 troops look at first glance, like a layer of white sand.
Especially that big man. Even when everyone is looking away, he will involuntarily leave the look of this big man in his mind.
The sound of horseshoes is not messy. It gradually disappeared in front of the wooden house of Su Ming. Su Ming raised his head, watching the endless look of the army, looking at each face of the 100,000 people, and finally his eyes fell on the forefront. Dahan face.
The big man like fierce tiger, after drinking a sip of wine, did not look too drunk, and his eyes showed a fierce light, staring at Su Ming.
Su Ming was also watching him. When the two looked at each other, the big man like fierce tiger picked up the jug and took another big sip. The breath he exhaled became white gas and he screamed.
"How do you see this boatman so familiar, could it be that you have seen Grandpa Tiger with your family before, and said, have you ever seen Grandpa Tiger!" The voice of this big man was like a flood, like a thunder exploding, echoing around, its The horses underneath were also shaken a few times, it seemed that the piggyback was indeed not a person, but a real fierce tiger.
Su Ming smiled, his smile was very happy, he finally saw Hu Zi, and saw the 100,000 disciples of the ninth lead led by Hu Zi. These disciples followed the Hu Zi in the starry sky, swept the world with him, and decided which of the ninth strikers to choose. Obviously, the right of the disciple to go to the other bank, First Senior Brother will not pay attention, and Second Senior Brother gave this right to Hu Zi.
Although Su Ming has already told Tian Xie Zi to Hu Zi, although Hu Zi and clear comprehension have come, he still chose the disciples who accompanied these ninth forwards in his life, forever, until he stepped into the other side together.
Now, he is here.
"Of course I know you, you are my Junior Brother." Su Ming whispered to open mouth, stood up, stepped onto the boat, looked back at Hu Zi, nodded with a smile.
"I have been waiting for you for a long time, First Senior Brother is there, Second Senior Brother is also there, are waiting for you ..."
The voice of Su Ming echoed in this cold winter, falling into the ears of the big Han like fierce tiger, letting this big man startled, his expression gradually showed confusion, as if the memories of previous and present life overlapped at this instant, holding the hip flask Unconsciously let go of the right hand, the jug fell to the ground ... the porcelain jug broke apart, and the wine in it scattered ...
The scattered wine seems to have turned into 100,000 drops and blended into the ice and snow on the ground ...
The big man shook his head violently, and his right hand scratched downwards. The cracked hip flask seemed to have been twisted for years. The wine that had melted into the ice reappeared, and finally turned into a complete hip flask. When the Great Han was in his hands, the 100,000 soldiers behind him became nothingness and dissipated.
With a certain kind of clear comprehension in his look, he got off the horse, walked into the Su Ming boat with a hip flask, and sat on the bow.
The previous moment was still on the shore. The next moment, I had walked over the river. On the other shore, the person at the bow seemed to be immersed in the reincarnation, sitting there blankly, holding the jug, and looking back at the ferry crossing Boatman.
"Little Junior Brother ..." The murmured voice echoed from the mouth of this big Han, the sound of raindrops falling on Chuanmu echoed, it was not raindrops, it was Hu Zi's tears.
Su Ming raised his head with Doujia, looked at Hu Zi, with a smile on his face, and the blessings in that smile made this cold winter not cold, making Naochuan also seem to become Sky River.
"There is First Senior Brother and Second Senior Brother, but there is no you ..." Hu Zi stared at Su Ming with a daze, and seemed to hear something coming from his ear, I don't know if it was a sentence in the past.
"Hu Zi, don't cry ..."
The solitary boat, after all, left. The empty bow seemed to reflect the stern of the stern and the other shore. Hu Zi's figure gazes at the distant journey of the lonely boat, vaguely ... It seems that on the side of Su Ming, the figures of Second Senior Brother and First Senior Brother also appear, and he looked at Wang Chuan with him as if he was keeping his eyes ... Ninth forward.
Another ten years have passed.
A scholar, carrying a bookcase and walking in the spring, the books in his hand seem to hide the eternal words of heaven and earth. In an afternoon sun, he walked outside the wooden house and walked to Su Ming.
"Fortune telling said that I lost another soul in my life, let me go down Dongfang and walk across the mountain river plain. After walking through Spring, Summer, Autumn, and Winter, you will see a river, see a wooden house, see a The boatman of another soul in my life ...
Is it you? "
Su Ming raise the head, Dou Li covered the sunlight, making his face blurred in the vicissitudes. He looked at the scholar in front of him. Looking at the scroll in Wen Sheng's hands, a gentle smile appeared on his face.
This is Long River, Su Ming promised him that he will resurrect his wife. This commitment Su Ming has not forgotten that the commitment of the year was a cause, and at the moment ... What the Long River discourse requires is the result.
"It's me." Su Ming whispered to open mouth.
"Then another soul in my life. Where?" Wen Sheng looked at Su Ming and asked.
"In your hands." Su Ming closed his eyes. When it opened after a long time, he said softly.
Na Wensheng froze, looked down at his hand, he had only the scroll in his hand, as if there was clear comprehension, he opened the scroll, and when he looked at it ... The text on the scroll disappeared and became A picture.
There is a woman in the picture, lifelike, looking at him with a smile, as if looking at it for thousands of years, as if she has been waiting to appear in the eyes of Long River.
"But this ... is just a picture." Wen Sheng was silent for a moment, and raise the head looked at Su Ming.
"Look at the side of the river." Su Ming got up with a smile and walked to the stern.
Wen Sheng ’s gaze passed along Su Ming and looked towards the other side of the Forget River, vaguely, as if there was a woman in there, staring at it.
Looking and watching, Wen Sheng ’s gaze turned into a smile on the face of the previous life, and he embarked on the boat. As the boat moved forward in the Forget River, the figure became clearer and closer, until it reached the shore By the side, until he got off the boat and looked at the woman, the two looked at each other for a long time, and when they turned around together, they could no longer see the solitary boat of Su Ming on the Forget River.
The second years of Jiazi, unconsciously, have already passed halfway through. It is another year of autumn. Outside the Su Ming wooden house, an old man came.
The old man was wearing a thick linen gown, his white hair fluttered in the autumn wind, and there were many wrinkles on his face, but each fold seemed to contain vicissitudes. He walked to the river of Wangchuan and looked at the water for a long time. Turned his head and looked down at the wooden house, Su Ming who had got up now.
"Years ago, a scholar found me. I asked him to go east, walk across the mountains, walk through the forest, and walk across the plains, you can see a wooden house, there is a person under the wooden house, he is to find People. "The old man looked at Su Ming with kindness on his face.
Su Ming looked at the old man, his expression rarely seen on him, like the juniors seeing the elders.
"grandfather ..."
"Let ’s go, take me across this river." The old man looked more kindly, looking at Su Ming with relief and reluctance, but instead of saying it, he sat in the boat. head.
The sun sets and the night falls. sky shows a few stars, and the ship arrives on the other side.
"Remember this piece of sky." grandfather looked back at Su Ming, a meaningful soft tone to open mouth.
"Because that ’s the night sky that guides you home ... Whenever you ca n’t find your way home, you can raise your head. If you can see the stars in the night sky, you will know, home ... already Not far away, family ... are waiting for you. "