Chapter 1024 The Mountain and the Mountain (1st update!)
The gourd of unknown type has a warm and jade-like feel when held in the hand.
Bian Su couldn't describe his mood at this moment.
It was not a glimpse of the heavenly vision of a devout believer in clay statues.
Rather, it is a mixture of a seeker who has glimpsed the truth, and a redeemer who has never been masked and finally sees his true face.
It seems reasonable to say that the emotions are so intense that words cannot be spoken.
But Bian Su still maintained a relatively rational state.
It is probably not an exaggeration to say that my heart is calm and without any fluctuations.
It's just that Bian Su couldn't describe this complex throbbing.
It is precisely because of the talent he possesses for his own perception.
Therefore, it is naturally difficult for Bian Su to indulge in some concepts of nothingness or fanaticism like those who pursue spiritual comfort.
He has always been able to maintain a relatively cold rationality.
Because those emotions that seem beautiful to ordinary people, under his cold perception and related knowledge, are just separated into the combination and effects of many hormones.
The mentor he met while still on campus once deeply regretted that he had chosen what he considered to be a "destructive" choice.
In the view of Bian Su's mentor, a being with outstanding talents like Bian Su should have gone to a more advanced academic field to study, and even had the opportunity to become one of the top scientific researchers who truly guided the direction of mankind.
However, Bian Su resolutely chose to give up.
Xunxian asked about seeking immortality?
How many princes have there been in ancient and modern times? Those who entered this "pit" rarely climbed out.
And just as his mentor once "predicted", Bian Su did suffer a lot after that.
But now...
Bian Su held the gourd in his hand, his mood rarely reaching a chaotic state.
None of the many experiences I have had can provide reference for what I encountered at this time.
That is completely different from all other encounters...
This courtyard and this residence may have been visited by countless young people like him.
But Bian Su was not so clear about how much he was like this.
He bowed deeply to the seemingly ordinary figure in the living room, and then opened the gourd in his hand.
The next moment, there seemed to be golden light rising into the sky from the gourd!
Miao Sheng behind him even heard the murmur of a furnace spirit who was huddled in the deep corner of his consciousness after entering the courtyard:
"Witch medicine..."
Is this the witch medicine that Brother Bian drank that Lu Ling mentioned before?
Before Miao Sheng could react, he saw a gourd thrown out of the living room.
He subconsciously grabbed it with his hand and heard the other party say:
"Come in, why are you standing in the yard?"
Miao Sheng was a little at a loss as he put the gourd into his bag.
Before coming, Bian Su probably talked to him.
To be honest, Bian Su knew and understood the concept of "great witch".
But it always feels a little unreal, a kind of foggy feeling.
Bian Su, who had finished drinking a gourd of witch medicine, began to see white smoke rising from the cold morning light...
Seeing this, Miao Sheng was about to take out the gourd and drink it all in one gulp like Bian Su did, but was stopped by the furnace spirit in the sea of consciousness.
After Miao Sheng stopped moving, Lu Ling just explained in a low voice in Miao Sheng's consciousness:
"You are not like your elder brother, who is full of energy and blood, and you have walked that far."
"When you have refined the golden elixir for three rounds, drink it again, and you will gain full power."
Then, the furnace spirit whispered in an inaudible voice:
"This is a serious witchcraft elixir. I have never seen it before when I was in the upper world..."
At this time, Bian Su, who seemed to be waking up from a dream, had just led Miao Sheng in, following the butler-like figure leading the way.
After entering the house, Miao Sheng could clearly see the person sitting in the living room.
From its appearance alone, it seems unremarkable.
Except for those eyes...
Miao Sheng suddenly stood still.
He suddenly came to his senses.
He had probably seen those eyes before.
But, not in such a gentle and compact form...
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Two more young men entered...
Lao Xu took out the thermos and poured some into the bottle.
Steaming tea always makes people feel a different kind of warmth.
Of course, sometimes this needs to be considered in light of the environment...
Lao Xu has been standing guard here for almost half a year.
Because he is quite old and is kind to others, the neighbors around him call him Lao Xu or Lao Xu.
It turns out that Lao Xu was on some errands, and he took the initiative to apply to come here.
For Lao Xu, such an ordinary but exciting position is what he wants.
After all, he was old and had some injuries due to work.
Seeing that his children were already married, Lao Xu had no other thoughts.
But completely retire from retirement?
That's what Lao Xu doesn't want.
He always felt that although he was a little injured, he could still do something for this society.
Of course, this is also the reason why he has long since got rid of the need for "survival" and turned to the pursuit of more lofty goals.
And those names that can pursue the noble in the stage of survival that are not yet satisfied should be carried down in a more permanent form...
In this regard, Lao Xu doesn't think he is so special.
Some young people are full of enthusiasm and excitement about the changes in the current era.
In this regard, Lao Xu seemed calm and calm.
In this regard, this may also be the reason why he was sent here.
Compared with the checkpoints entering and exiting Liucheng, working here does not require so high a force for the armed forces.
Of course, basic emergency configurations are also available.
But that's not what Lao Xu needs to know.
In this seemingly loose guard room, there are sufficiently strict and close management regulations.
"Lao Xu, my uncle got some good mutton from the mountains. Let's work together tonight?"
A certain uncle, who was carrying a bag of steaming steamed buns and swaying leisurely, greeted Lao Xu warmly.
This is an old man who lives in the streets around here.
Every day, Lao Xu could see the other party buying breakfast in the morning, wandering around outside, and then sitting down in the park on the other side.
Sometimes, I play chessboard with a few old people nearby.
Sometimes, I carry a fishing rod and go fishing in wild lakes farther out in the suburbs.
It's quite leisurely.
"No, I have to go to work tomorrow morning, so you should work less."
Lao Xu exchanged greetings with the other party.
The other party wanted to treat him to some steamed buns again, but Lao Xu declined with a smile.
Lao Xu knew that this breakfast was probably brought by the other party for his grandson who was taking the college entrance examination.
When the sun began to rise to the middle of the sky, Lao Xu saw the two young men walking down the mountain.
Each of them seemed to have been drunk, and their faces were flushed with blood.
Old Xu glanced at them with drooping eyes and then looked away.
At this time, he was thinking about other things:
Another year of college entrance examination, another dragon gate...(End of chapter)