My memory is actually very poor on weekdays. I don’t know what's wrong, but after hearing it twice this time, I can barely remember it.
"Listen... It's like telling a story about a poor man who was tainted by the red dust and wants to be with his lover..." Ling Qing heard it, and immediately gave him the most intuitive feeling, which was what I thought.
I blinked, pursing my mouth and continuing to look at him in silence. "..."
"..." He shook his goat's whiskers and looked at me silently.
Both seemed to be waiting for the other to speak, but neither of the other spoke.
"Um... and then?" I asked.
"What then?" Ling Qing didn't know if she really didn't understand, or was pretending to be stupid.
"The answer!" I said again.
"Is this a mystery?" Ling Qing asked rhetorically.
"Um..." I suddenly felt a little speechless.
The two people were stunned for a while, Ling Qing suddenly stood up from the ground, stretched out his hand and pushed me. "Forget it! Forget it! Who can guess what these boring monks say? When the time comes, the answer will naturally emerge!"
"It's getting late! Go back and rest soon and keep your spirits up! I see you, but I haven't gone out to take a good look when I came here." Ling Qing nagged, urging me to drive me back to the room.
The cold wind outside was blocked by the house, and the whole body suddenly became warm.
I changed clothes and lay on the bed. Facing the ceiling above her head, staring wide-eyed, she couldn't fall asleep.
"Hey! Sleep..." There was a mess in my head, and I rolled over a little irritably and forced myself to rest.
Turning over on the right side, closing his eyes and covering his head with the quilt...
It's so quiet, so quiet... It's so quiet as if you can hear the electric current from a light bulb above your head.
The negative feelings that were finally blown away by the wind suddenly came back. My heart suddenly became dull again, and the feeling of being alone made me mad and want to scream.
"Hmm..." I snorted and finally gave up and sat up on the bed.
Since I can't fall asleep, I still don't force myself to find something to do well!
I sat on the bed and looked around. Apart from the simple table and wardrobe, there was not even a decent TV in this room.
"Affection does not know where it arises, and it goes deep. The living can die, and the death can live. Life can not be with death, and death can not be resurrected. It is not love..."
"The love in the dream, why not be true..."
I muttered, repeating what I had heard from Lingqing.
"Why is the love in the dream not true?" I repeated this sentence again and again, and a flash of light suddenly flashed through my mind.
Xuan Cang and Ling Qing both knew about the'red lotus', if the red lotus really had the ability to'dissolve sins and increase blessings and longevity'. So back to the earliest...
Yang Cuo fell from the mountain. In fact, he was already dead, but he didn't know that he was dead.
Later, when I met Honglian carrying a red lantern, it was actually his soul who met. And Gulian might fall in love with him at first sight, or for some other reason, she saved him and continued his life.
This is also understandable, why he fell from such a high and steep mountain, but only suffered minor injuries.
As for why Honglian stayed and married Yang Cuo... Maybe it was because she also liked this young man, so she was with him.
Yang Cuo also said that later he was entangled in evil spirits, and when he lay on the bed for half a month, he vaguely saw his wife appearing to take care of him.
Maybe what he saw was not an illusion, but his inhuman wife who really appeared to take care of him!
As for why Guren left, the reason is still unclear.
What is clear is that what kind of magic Honglian should have used, shortened Ling Qing's lifespan, but saved him to continue to live. This should also be the reason why Yang Cuo suddenly became so old during that half month...
The "love in a dream" that Ling Qing said should refer to Yang Cuo and Honglian, the kind of dreamlike feelings between humans and non-humans!
Or... Actually, all of this is just Yang Cuo’s dream, not real
It seems that no matter how you explain it, it can be explained, but it is not completely reasonable!
"..." With a mess in my mind, I shrank on the corner of the bed, holding my curved feet in my hands, and fell asleep in the midst of this chaotic message and speculation.
I don't know how long I slept on my stomach, my body suddenly shuddered, and I suddenly raised my head to wake up.
I looked around blankly and found that the lights in the room were still on. Xuan Cang hasn't returned yet, and the surrounding area is still quiet.
"I don't know when it is now!" I yawned and slowly moved out of the bed and crawled out of it.
My mind was a little heavy, and I suddenly felt a little thirsty.
I rummaged through the things in the room, but I didn't look at any teapots that I could offer to quench my thirst.
"What the hell is this! I don't even have any saliva!" I threw away what I was holding in a bit of annoyance, then raised my foot ignorantly, and walked out of the room.
Tonight's night wind seemed to be particularly quiet, and the strength of the wind became gentle. It was strange that it blew on the body and did not feel cold.
"Why is it so strange? There is no one everywhere!" I slid around the house outside, but I didn't see a ghost, let alone a human figure!
I thought there would be water to drink outside, but I looked around, but I still couldn't find water, and I didn't even find any nasty things.
Thinking that Tibet is a place with extreme water shortage, I can understand that there is no water for everyone to drink outside! Because most of the water here needs to be bought by yourself.
To buy water, of course you have to go to the store in the town. But it's so late, and I don't know if the store has closed. What's more, it is extremely unsafe to go out alone!
If it was before, I would definitely pass by forbearance and forbearance.
But I don’t know what happened tonight. I just wanted to drink water wholeheartedly. That kind of strong desire and impulse made me a little hard to resist.
I didn't struggle for long, because I didn't feel cold, so I just walked out of the house and went outside to find a store to buy water like a ghost.
The light outside was not as dark as imagined, and the stars above my head shone like eyes.
Today's night sky seems to be particularly lively and warm.
I stepped on the dark, but not completely invisible road.
The road is not smooth, and I have a hard time walking.
After walking one hop after another, passing one house after another, and finally standing in front of a dry tree inexplicably.