Sundering Nature Chapter 111: Dream
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The one hundred and eleventh chapter dream
Sitting quietly on the balcony for a day, after smoking a whole pack of cigarettes left by Sai Gao, as night fell, Li Yiming finally got up, glanced at Sai Gao and Shao Xian who were doing manicure, and walked out of the community alone. .
Sai Gao is right. Blindly evading is never the way. He still has to live in this world. It is impossible to shrink from the world just because of the passage of heaven. What's more, he is facing a protector. All of this There is no way to escape.
The news that I am a holy order should have spread, I believe that the humble little characters should not appear again, and the rest...
I can even stabbed the sky, and still fear you?
What Li Yiming needs now is an attitude, an attitude that is not afraid of being an enemy of nature, and an attitude that is not afraid of being an enemy of the whole world.
Stepping out of the community in a leisurely pace, Li Yiming's face regained a smile, youthful, sunny, calm and calm. It's just that deep in the eyes, there is a trace of imperceptible firmness.
Scanning the secluded street calmly, Li Yiming exhaled a long breath, feeling the depression and heaviness of the days swept away, but when his gaze fell under the street lamp by the gate of the community, the smile just appeared Frozen on his face, deep doubts appeared in his eyes.
Under the dim street lamp, stood a little boy who was about seven or eight years old. He was in a Tsing Yi Dao robe, with his feet on cloud socks, embroidered Yin and Yang gossip in front, and stabs Qixing Luyue in his hand. Pole linen and white banner, letter: divination, fortune-telling...
Sanqing Xiaodao Boy, the mortal Taoist immortal.
What made Li Yiming look astonished was not the little boy’s appearance, but the little boy, he had seen...in Li Huaibei’s memory, Taoyuan secrets...
Before Mr. Kong slaughtered the Quartet, a few people walked out of the empty mountain village, and this boy was one of them.
Li Huaibei’s memory is eight years ago, when the little boy had this look, and today, eight years later, the little boy is still like this...
"Children, are you setting up a fortune-telling stall?" Li Yiming calmly walked to Xiao Dao Tong with a smile, and greeted him kindly, but in his heart, he raised the spirit of twelve points and tightly locked Xiao Dao Tong's every move. Leaving aside the unchanging appearance of the little boy, Li Yiming would not dare to be careless if he could only appear in Taoyuan.
"Yes, divination and fortune-telling deduction." Xiaodaotong has a childlike smile on his face, and his clear eyes are unobstructed.
"Oh? Then do you count it for me?" Li Yiming squatted down with a smile, looking like his big brother teasing a child. But in fact, Li Yiming's muscles were tight, and his right leg was squatting to accumulate energy.
"Okay, do you want to count your future? Or do you want to count on marriage?" The little boy said with a bright eye.
"Count... marriage!" Li Yiming stared at Xiao Daotong's eyes tightly, but the doubts in his heart became heavier. His innocent eyes were clear and free of impurities, if it were not what Taoyuan had seen. At present, Li Yiming really does not want to believe that the little boy in front of him will be the protector...
"It's a marriage, then you write a word, I'll count it for you." The little boy blinked in a playful manner. After playing in the cloud sleeve for a long time, he drew out a piece of yellow rice paper. The shabby brushes look lively, like a urchin next door.
"Write casually?" Li Yiming smiled slightly, but when he took the pen and paper, Li Yiming had a look on his face. The paper is ordinary paper, but this pen...Guardian equipment...
"Heart belongs, I wish to reach the gods, the mind has thoughts, and the sincerity is spirit." Xiao Dao Tong leaned forward and stood with his hands under his shoulders, immortal, without a trace of playfulness.
Li Yiming stared at the opponent's eyes, still clear and pure, like a bright moon in a starry sky.
This look made Li Yiming think of Bai Ze. When she first saw Bai Ze, she also looked at herself like this.
Li Yiming closed his eyes slightly, and took a deep breath. The tight muscles gradually relaxed with his breathing. He carefully laid the rice paper on the ground, and Li Yiming picked up the brush without any doubt.
Li Yiming has never learned calligraphy, and it can even be said that he has never written calligraphy with a brush. He can hold the pen in his hand. A seemingly non-existent sense of thought flows directly into the heart, and a strong affection breeds in the bottom of his heart. Automatic, obviously holding the pen softly, but vigorously under the pen. Obviously, the pen does not stick to the ink, but the handwriting is three-pointers.
Slowly raised his eyes, but saw a sharp-edged "Dream" appearing on the yellowed rice paper, and in a moment a tender sword intent rushed towards his face, and Li Yiming frowned.
"Dream?" Xiaodaotong didn't care about Li Yiming's changes, but casually took over the pen and paper in Li Yiming's hand, and calmly looked at the word "Dream" written by Li Yiming.
"Dare to ask the longest question, how can I explain this word?" A lyrical stroke and a freehand brushwork. Looking at his handwriting, Li Yiming suddenly felt that this boy was not hostile.
"Do not dare to be the Taoist leader. Call me a child enough." Hearing Li Yiming changed his name, the little Taoist boy laughed and waved his hand again and again, but his eyes did not leave the rice paper.
"Dream word, two explanations. First, dream is imaginary, imaginary is illusion, plausible, and also false. You seek truth from imaginary, seek truth from illusion, this request, the mirror flower, the water and the moon, the bubble in the spring." , Although the smile remains the same, there is no joke.
"Jinghuashuiyue...What about the second solution?" Li Yiming's heart trembled, his brows furrowed.
"Second, dreams can be a wish. You are willing to communicate with God, and God expresses your mind. You are connected to marriage, but you are in love with your dream. This wish is hard to come true." Xiaodaotong pondered for a moment, and said calmly.
"Is there a way to resolve it?" Li Yiming stared at Xiao Dao Tong's serious expression, his mind gradually sinking, Liu Meng's addiction to the tribulation is his biggest trouble at the moment.
"Dream, in the evening under the forest, the phoenix chooses the wood and rests, and is placed under the forest. It is not that there is nowhere to stay, but the heart has no home."
"My heart has no home?" Li Yiming's eyes stopped.
"Everything has a soul. If there is a soul, it will be thought, and if you read it, it will become a dream. Dreams are both illusion and real, and virtual and real. But who dares to assert that this great world is not a dream? Zhouzhuang Mengdie , Die Meng Zhuang Zhou. The key is to see where your heart is." Xiaodao Tong Wanwan said, but the expression on his face gradually became solemn.
"Zhouzhuang's Dream Butterfly..." Following the words of the little Dao Tong, Li Yiming's complexion was complicated, with doubts, confusion, worries, and anxiety, and various emotions appeared on his face one by one.
The little boy on the side put away the pen and paper, and regained his innocence again. He didn't know where to take out a bubble-blowing toy and started playing with no one else.
"Are you willing to stay in your dreams and make your dreams come true?" Xiaodao Tong waved his hand, driven by the palm of the wind, a flying bubble hovered in the air, quietly suspended in front of Li Yiming's eyes.
Li Yiming looked up, but saw a figure in the colorful bubble, sad or happy, or running or jumping, running aimlessly in it, and when he looked closely, he was shocked to find that figure. It's me...
"Or... let the dream wake up?" Xiaodaotong stared at Li Yiming's fluctuating expression, raised his pink hand, and gently clicked, "pop" the bubbles burst and turned into light and shadow in midair.
"Wake up?" Li Yiming's mind moved, as if he had grasped something, but he was confused and unsure.
"Toot! Toot!" Li Yiming was distracted, but there was a piercing police siren behind him. Li Yiming turned around irritably, only to see a brand new city management law enforcement patrol car stopped behind him.
"City management?" Li Yiming was puzzled, and two men with sharp uniforms got out of the car.
"Hey, it can't be here..." One of the men yelled at Li Yiming's direction before closing the car door, but he got stuck in his throat when he was half talking.
This is a high-end community, where people live either rich or expensive. Of course, stalls are not allowed in the doorway. They saw a sign in the distance on the patrol car: Fortune-telling! Is this okay? Involuntarily speaking, the two hurriedly stepped forward to stop them, but when they got there, after seeing the dresses of Li Yiming and Xiao Dao Tong, the two became dumb...
You can’t set up stalls here for fortune-telling, but I didn’t say that you are not allowed to play here...
Xiao Dao Tong's outfit is indeed an obvious identity, but after all his age, and Li Yiming, he is now wearing Sai Gao clothes, the style is exaggerated, the logo on the cuffs is dazzling, plus the one on the wrist The shining gold watch...
"Hey, play with the kids." He raised his finger at Li Yiming's urban management chin and spit out an embarrassing sentence. The expression changed from majesty to flattery.
"Something?" Li Yiming's face was sullen, very angry at the city management who interrupted his thoughts.
"No...it's okay, it's...the terrain is remote here, please be careful with your children." The city management forcefully suppressed the embarrassment and found a far-fetched reason.
"When did the city public order return to the city management?" Li Yiming snorted coldly, his dissatisfaction in his eyes was not concealed.
"It's all the same, it's all the same, it's all within the system, so what? You play it, we still have patrols." The city manager touched his nose and stiffened his neck and quickly returned to the car.
"Actually, what he said was right, whether the city management or the criminal police, they all maintain social order." Xiaodaotong laughed, holding a bubble gun and shooting a row of bubbles into the sky.
"Maintain the order..." Xiaodaotong's words once again attracted Li Yiming's attention.
"When one country sends troops to another country, isn't it also that they often use the banner of safeguarding world peace and chanting slogans to safeguard order?" Xiaodaotong raised his pink face, his eyes obsessively looking at the sky with bubbles flying in the wind .
"You come to me, so just tell me if you don't." Li Yiming took a deep breath, calmed his mind, looked at the innocent little boy, and spoke calmly. He roughly understood what Xiao Dao Tong meant, but he was still puzzled about the purpose of Xiao Dao Tong's sudden appearance.
"No, I wanted to come and see you at first, but I didn't expect you to come up. You asked me for fortune-telling, and I set up a sign, it’s not easy to postpone it. But then again, how did you see it? It stands to reason, with your current ability, you shouldn’t be able to see it. Is it because I’m dressed up?" The little Taoist shot another shot into the sky, looked down at his Taoist robe suspiciously, and he knew it was. This outfit of secular walking is too eye-catching, but because of his identity, he can't wear other clothes.
"I have seen you in Taoyuan." Li Yiming stared at the other person's eyes, thinking of the other person's point just now, and solemnly telling the truth. He can't deceive a person who helps himself and guides himself in good faith.
"Huh?" Xiao Dao Tong was taken aback for a moment, looked up at Li Yiming in surprise, the shock in his eyes was beyond words.
"Li Huaibei? What a courage..." After a brief period of astonishment, Xiao Dao Tong's eyes gradually brightened, and there was no displeasure at all, but a flash of great interest.
"Okay, I won't talk to you anymore, I'll go to that kid, he seems to be more interesting than you." Xiaodao Tong suddenly waved his hand, carried a lot of linen white flags over his head, and walked briskly toward the street. Run away.
"Wait!" Li Yiming raised his hand and shouted, only to see Xiaodaotong's figure disappear like the wind, without a trace in the night.