Chapter 497 The long river of time? But one acre of three cents of land?
After receiving the gift, the relationship suddenly became closer and the atmosphere eased.
Su Mu once again emphasized that the closer relationship is definitely not because of money!
Absolutely not!
Su Mu is not that kind of person!
"Brother Yang, I'm very puzzled."
"Since you two live here, why have you built five such a large loft and such a large pond?"
Su Mu is a person who knows the goods. The bamboo and wood used to build this loft are not ordinary bamboo and wood. This kind of bamboo and wood is very rare and is considered a rare treasure.
Moreover, the craftsmanship of this wooden loft is very exquisite, and it contains the mystery of advanced Taoism and advanced formations. It is not a simple wooden loft. It is not an easy task to build it.
Building five wooden lofts of this level is a major project.
Among them, the largest and most mysterious thing in the project is this large pond.
Su Mu also built a water cellar at home. He knew the difficulties well. When he built a water cellar worth ten meters wide, it took a lot of effort to raise fish.
Later, my strength increased, and the water cellar was widened by twenty meters and deepened by ten meters. After more than enough to raise precious fish, I did not waste my time on the matter of making water cellars.
This brother Yang looks like he has severe kidney deficiency, but he has created such a large pond and is very capable!
The water in this pond was really picked out by the headless man bucket by bucket, right? ?
"Because I have lived for a long time, I like to tinker with these things."
"This is how people are. Once they are bored, they will find something to do,"
The old man with white eyebrows said with a smile.
"He picked up the water in this pond by bucket by bucket, right?" Su Mu asked the most curious question.
Hearing this, the old man with white eyebrows replied: "Of course."
"It's all."
He is not Su Mu, he can't wave his hand and control the water of time. For Su Mu, filling this pond only requires a wave. But for them, it takes a lot of effort day after day, year after year, to do so. "How long has it been?" Su Mu asked again. "It's been decades since I lived here." The old man with white eyebrows has forgotten how many years he has been here.
It’s not that he has a bad memory, but that over the long river of time, his concept of time will become very weak, and he is still pretty good.
Others, if they stay on the river of time for a long time, do not consider whether they can stay for a long time. Even if they are strong to a certain extent and can stay, they will be lost and lose their concept of time. If they are serious, their consciousness will sink and turn into a walking corpse without thoughts.
Even the old man with white eyebrows himself, he would leave here for a while every other year. After cleaning up the "cause and effect of time" he was contaminated with, he would continue to return to the long river of time.
To be precise, only Su Mu can live on the long river of time for a long time without being eroded by the cause and effect of time.
At least in the cognitive view of the old man Baimei, Su Mu is the only one.
After listening, Su Mu was also stunned.
It's really.
Decades of choices day after day, it's really possible to achieve this perseverance.
Just as Su Mu was about to continue asking, the old man with white eyebrows stood up, walked to the pond, and said slowly: "For fellow Taoist Su, there is a vast world, but for the old man, it is enough to just want to keep his own acre of three-point land. It is enough to live well."
Hearing this, Su Mu also stood up, stood beside the old man with white eyebrows, and said leisurely: "Mine is only one acre of three-point land." Hearing this, the old man with white eyebrows was stunned and turned his head to look at Su Mu strangely.
For a moment, he couldn't tell whether Su Mu was in Versailles or was low-key.
The whole river of time controls the entire heavens and all worlds. Is this called one acre and three-point land? ?
If he had acre of land, what would he be?
Is it considered dust on the ground?
What do you think of? Are you a particle in the air? ?
However, the old man Baimei did not refute. Maybe he was just making a low-key joke.
After listening to the old man Baimei's words, Su Mu looked at the pond in front of him and expressed such emotion.
In fact, he is not Versailles, but is laughing at himself.
What he said is also the truth.
I am guarding a river, and the old man Baimei is guarding a pond. Everyone is guarding their own acre of three-point land, but their own acre of three-point land is bigger and his own is smaller.
In his opinion, the old man Baimei should have seen all kinds of things in the world, enjoyed the wonderful life outside, tired of seeing the scenery at different peaks, and finally retired to the countryside before coming here to live in seclusion.
So, Su Mu felt that the words of the old man Baimei were normal and nothing wrong.
But I am different. I have never been to the outside world, I have not yet experienced the various aspects of the world, experience the intrigue, the cold and cold world, fighting for the battle against wisdom, arousing revenge, and competing for the battle.
So, his mentality is different from that of the old man Baimei. He is still young and he still has to go out to make a fortune!
Maybe after many years, he has reached a certain level and is tired of a struggle life, it is highly likely that he will find a paradise like the old man Baimei, build his own small courtyard, and live in seclusion with his family or himself.
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Those things are things that need to be considered in the future. What we need to consider now is how to leave here as soon as possible. He is already a little tired of this kind of boring life of patrol every day.
If you don’t say anything else, it’s impossible for Nannan to stay on this river for the rest of her life, right? ?
For the old man with white eyebrows, the pond courtyard is his place to purify his soul and he can leave at any time.
For myself, this river is my own prison.
People cannot compare, but they will be so angry that they compare! "Brother Yang, what are these wooden stakes in your pond for?" Su Mu asked at the wooden stakes emerging from the water.
Hearing this, the old Taoist Baimei didn't intend to hide it. He knew that he couldn't hide it, so he simply said it: "Suppress."
"Suppress?" Su Mu said in confusion.
"Does Fellow Daoist like to raise fish?" As soon as he said this, the old man Baimei realized that he was wrong.
In a sense, aren’t the countless “fish” in the long river of time raised by Su Mu?
He changed his question and said, "Does Brother Su like fishing?"
"It's okay." Su Mu replied.
He didn't know what the old man suddenly changed his subject and said these inexplicable words meant.
"Wait for me for a moment."
After saying that, the old man Baimei turned around and walked into the room behind him.
(This chapter ends)