"Don't!" Feng watched as the iron gun in his hand pierced Dian's chest again, and with a heartbreaking howl, he finally woke up from his dream, and it was another nightmare as expected. In other words, the memories of that day were like a nightmare, destroying Feng's weak nerves. A few weeks have passed, and Feng is still constantly awakened by the same nightmare, sweating on the quilt, and never want to fall asleep this night.
Feng smiled miserably, and took out a cigarette from the bedside. The crisp sound of the lighter spread far in the middle of the night. Looking at the watch, it was less than three o'clock. Feng could not remember how many times this was the first time he woke up in the night. Anyway, the eye circles have been black recently. Hearing a sound in the next room, Tang Mengli, who was wearing pajamas, knocked on the door after a while and came in.
"Have a nightmare again?" Tang Mengli saw Feng's pale complexion and the sweat beads on his forehead. Thanks to her light sleep, she can detect Feng's abnormality almost every time. When she wakes up from a nightmare at night, having a beautiful girl chatting with you does not seem too miserable.
"No way, I have been repeating that nightmare, or that memory." It doesn't seem to be accurate to say that nightmare. It is indeed a fact that happened, but it is constantly strengthened in Feng's brain.
"If this goes on, your body will break down." Seven emotions are internally injured, blood qi is consumed, fear of kidney injury, fear and gall bladder, and the spirit is lost. , Which eventually leads to the collapse of the homeostatic cycle.
Feng really didn't know how to answer. Tang Mengli was also a man of temperament. How could she turn a blind eye to her hot feelings? With so many fate, and destined to not be able to spend his life happily, how can he bear to drag such a young girl into the wheel of his own destiny? They should do something in the arena and should find their own happy destination, not just like themselves, drifting between ideals and reality, suffering the torture of fate.
"Second sister, do you know what'five malpractices and three deficiencies' are?" Feng turned the topic off and proposed a term related to metaphysics.
Although Tang Mengli was born in the old surname of Jianghu, he had not studied metaphysics, so he couldn't understand it. "I don't understand, please explain." "Simply put, the so-called five malpractices and three defects refer to numerology. The five malpractices are "widow, widow, lonely, alone, and disabled", and the three defects are nothing more than "money and life rights." This is originally a very mysterious saying, but it also contains the great path of yin and yang conservation of profit and loss. All beings in the world are pursuing perfection. Don’t you know that perfection itself is a kind of imagination. Occupied, that person is almost able to communicate with God; if a person is satisfied with all his wishes, without desire, without pursuit, he will also lose the meaning of survival." "I still don't quite understand." It is easy to understand, but what does this have to do with us mortals? Is it true that someone has been condemned by God for being too outstanding
"Let me give a simple example. Nowadays girls like to pierce their ears, but few people know that the original meaning of pierced ears is to be shy. In other words, it is to make perfect things no longer perfect. Legend has it that after Su Daji was born, she was thunderous in the sky. Constantly, Suhou prayed for blessings and asked the sky, and came to a conclusion that because his daughter was born too perfect and was jealous of the sky, it caused the sky to roll in thunder. After making two cuts, it was considered broken, and the world returned to normal in an instant.
Since ancient times, both civil and military affairs have been difficult. Zhuge Kongming, a great sage of the generation, is a ghost with seven waist cards in one of the thousand. He didn’t dare to practice martial arts because he was afraid of attracting jealousy. However, Zhuge Kongming worked all his life, but his body became worse and worse. Later, he had to be pushed into the battlefield. Lost due to wisdom, wisdom is prosperous and fateful. Later, I wanted to deceive ghosts and gods with Qimen Dunjia's kung fu, and for a season, it was no more than a big dream. "Feng Yang said a lot, and Tang Mengli became more and more dizzy.
"What does this have to do with us?" Tang Mengli still didn't understand, what did he say about this in the evening
"Actually, people in the rivers and lakes also have their own five disadvantages and three shortcomings, but everyone is unwilling to say it. Think about it, how many famous people in the rivers and lakes have a good end? Physical disabilities should be disabled; no children and no daughters should be alone; bachelor and mourning The wife’s widow should be the widow; the widow should be the widow; as for the loneliness, how many arena heroes entered the arena without being a teenager who experienced the misfortune of the family?" Feng finished speaking, and lit a cigarette again, "Jianghu is a big mill, milling. How many people’s youth was broken, mixed with blood and tears, turned into a dazzling red, and turned into a cruel red." "Brother, these things are too mysterious, everyone has their own ambitions. On that day, everyone didn’t think about a good end. The road to pursuing dreams may be bumpy, or paved with blood and tears, and we didn’t even get any results in the end. However, the scenery along the way is our biggest gain. "Tang Mengli only then understood, Feng said for a long time, it turned out that Lin and Diandian's death was his responsibility, and he hit "five evils and three deficiencies."
Feng didn't excuse him. He knew very well that his nightmare was indeed a demon at the root. He took the responsibility on himself. If he could let go of this guilt, he would naturally not have so many worries. It is a pity that Feng is not a Dou Muqi, and he has no ability to enlighten, and he will be ups and downs in the red dust. This misery is inevitable. .
"The reason for saying so much, I just want you to see that I am a person who has no luck, and there is no good death with me." Feng stopped, looking at Tang Meng's eyes like autumn water, "I know you like me. If I can't see any thoughts like this, it's too stupid." Tang Mengli didn't expect that Feng would directly pick out his careful thoughts so directly, with two red clouds flying on his face, "You, what are you talking nonsense? Yeah. Besides, you weren't smart." There is no confidence in this statement.
"It's not that I don't accept your love, it's really that I can't afford it." Feng looked at Tang Meng who was blushing, and felt a little sad for a while. "If you follow me, you will definitely be implicated. It's better to say, "If you want to talk about the nonsense of withdrawing and returning to Tang Sect's hometown, please avoid it as soon as possible. Although I am not good for the girl, at least I am proud of the heroine of Tang, even if it is dead. On the road to the rivers and lakes, it’s better to bury it in the loess than to die in the boudoir.” Tang Mengli’s apricot eyes widened, “I don’t need your heart for this girl’s business, my uncle Feng, sleep well with you. Feel!" After speaking, he pushed Dai Junchou onto the bed and pulled the quilt to help him cover it. I turned off the lights when I went out.