It’s all about him. He just wants to work hard to protect her. He never thought that he would hurt. Even in the darkness of his dreams, he couldn't bear to start.
Mu Yu shook his head: "No, I can't do it. I don't want to see the blood lying in front of me."
"That's fake!"The dead wood said harshly.
Even knowing that killing is a vain thing, but he knows that this illusion gives people a feeling of being too real, almost making him unable to find a trace of flaws. In this real false world, a sudden death is also a real feeling for him, and for him it means real death!
This hopeful world is like the false but incomparable memory that the original illusion implanted for him.
Mu Yu put down the dagger and asked: "Master, how do you get out of the illusion?"
The dead wood did not say a word, he turned his head and looked at the fake wood feather next to him, took a deep breath, closed his eyes, and stabbed into the chest of the fake wood feather. There was a slight change in his face that made him tremble with his body, but he calmed down and said, "Do you understand now?"
The sound of dead wood has something strange, and the wood feathers are stunned.
The look of the fake wood feathers became sluggish. He looked at the dead wood incredulously, and the gray gas of desperateness appeared in the chest, and it began to spread and rotate. The hope of fake wood feathers turned into despair, and the vitality quickly passed away. It was slowly replaced by death, and the desperate death slowly sucked in the dead wood.
Mu Yu’s words and stops, he tightened his lips, and the moment he saw the dead wood on his own hands, his look was the same as the fake wooden feathers, the feeling is like a dead wood really smashed a knife for himself. His heart suddenly cooled down. The feeling of dead wood killing yourself is so real, so that Mu Yu almost wants to ask why the dead wood kills himself!
He knew that all of this was fake, but the senses of the body were always telling him that this kind of thing really happened.
"Mu Yu brother, do you really want to kill me?"I looked at Mu Yu with a pitiful look, so that Wu Yu couldn't start.
Mu Yu was stunned into his arms, and he felt the heartbeat of his heart, so real and lively. The dagger in the hand flashed, and the cold mang, like a poisonous snake, invaded the beating heart. The knife seemed to be stabbed on the chest of the wooden feathers, which made his heart hurt, and the endless grief hit him. The surrounding illusion was broken like a mirror, the fragments splashed and turned into stars, all disappeared.
The mirror was broken and the dream disappeared. He came to a magical world. This world is almost the same as the previous illusion, the purest black and white, but the black and white are clearly defined, not infested with each other, and maintained in a stable state, while the dead wood stands on the edge of the white world.
Mu Yu slowly eased the ups and downs, he was also on the edge of white, but at the moment his heart did not have that kind of hope and joy, only the sad. The moment that the dead wood touched him made him sad, and he was saddened by the moment he started.
"Are you wondering why I am going to kill you instead of killing words or ice?"Dead wood slowly out of the channel.
Mu Yu silently said, he did not know what to say, he did have the urge to ask this question at the moment when the dead wood was on the fake wood feather.
"Because they are more important than me in your heart, I know, I won't mind."Mu Yu Road. This feeling is still very weird,
Mu Yu did not tell the truth. He regarded the dead wood as a close person. When the dead wood chose him to start instead of the Miao language and the cold snow, he still had some must.
The dead wood looked at Mu Yu seriously and said: "No matter which of you three, I am not willing to watch you accident. I choose you because I am still most worried about you. Although the language is imprisoned, there will be no danger to life, and Cher will not be in trouble. Only you are the most savage, and now you have entered the celestial list. That list is too dangerous. Even if you have a mansion in your body, you will die. The Triple Palace will never look at you growing up. Because you are the disciple of the sword, you will find ways to stop you from becoming The last nine are extremely fairy. ”
"I know that the likelihood of their two accidents is minimal, and you are most likely to have an accident. To get rid of the illusion, you need to face the most fearful things in your heart. I am most afraid of losing your life, and you are most afraid of something happening, so you can only do this. ”The dead wood licked his lips.
The dead wood remembered his own illusion, and his heart fluctuated. He was not immune to the illusion here. At first he fell into his own illusion, but he quickly got rid of the illusion.
He has seen more wind and waves than Mu Yu, knowing how to deal with this situation, so it is easy to break away from his own fantasy, he has long seen the black and white world here. Only Mu Yu did not come out of his own fantasy, so he entered the illusion of Mu Yu, helping Mu Yu get rid of those illusions of hope.
Everyone is different from the illusion, he can think of some sad things to break free. However, Mu Yu's life experience is still shallow, he is still young, has not experienced the real life and death, so can not imagine those sad scenes, so only through killing can let him really experience.
Mu Yu looked at the dead wood for a long time, then smiled: "The old man said that I am crying."
"roll! You bastard will shed tears for me? The sun will hit the west! ”The dead wood did not swear.
"Okay, I will not shed tears when you scream in the future."Mu Yu mixed a face, and then wondered, "Father, I am curious what is the fantasy you see?"
"Do you want to know?"
"Ok. Is there me in your fantasy? ”
"Yes, there are still a lot of plays."The dead wood is simple.
"Really? Am I acting as a hero in your fantasy? ”
"No, it’s a bear."Dead wood thinks of its own illusion, a smile on the corner of the mouth.
Mu Yu rolled his eyes: "No conscience."
The two of them regain their gaze in this black and white world. The middle of the black and white world is like a wall. The white air and the black air flow are in their respective fields. But when they reach the limit, everyone turns back tacitly. There is no conflict, everything seems so orderly.
This black and white world is endless and daunting.
"We found the point of balance between death and anger. How can we disperse them now?"Mu Yu stepped forward and walked into the dead air. Suddenly a cold atmosphere filled him. He quickly pulled his foot back, thinking that he would stay comfortable on the white side.
The dead wood shouted again: "You are a little bastard! Don't step into the dead air, how do you know where their balance is? ”
Mu Yu said: "In the dead, I will think of all kinds of desperate feelings. Life is like a trough. I have already scared me."
"You need half of your body to be angry, and your body is generally dead, so your heart will be filled with two opposite emotions. You must learn to control this emotion. When you are free from sadness and disappointment, You should understand how to separate anger and death."Deadwood road.
No sadness and no joy, can that kind of realm be done by monks and monks?
Having said that, Mu Yu still reluctantly stepped into the dead air. His right body was like a hail, and the cold and bitter desperate atmosphere filled his right half. He saw the bloody killing scene again, and the fear spread. As if to swallow him.
However, the other half of his heart was filled with cheerful emotions. Everything was full of vigor and hope to occupy his left half and let him see the positive side.
Mu Yu tried to adjust his body. He is now very bad. He is full of hope for a while, desperate for a while, happy for a while, and sad to want to commit suicide.
"Meditation! Is your bastard master not teaching you what is going wrong? Isn't that something used for meditation? ”The dead wood shouted.
Mu Yu was reminded by the dead wood, and suddenly he woke up. He quickly ran up and down the dust and gradually calmed down the inner fluctuations. The dust heart method needs to be completely unconcerned, not subject to outside interference, and everything is controlled by its own will.
The spiritual power slowly drifted through his body, flowing through every meridian of the body, gradually smoothing his impetuous heart. Endless killing still makes his heart cold, but hope warms his other half, so that he is not completely occupied by any kind of emotion.
This is a very weird feeling. When a person is half desperate and hopeful to live, he is happy to laugh for a while and is afraid to cry. This time it seems to be like a cry and laugh. The expression on Mu Yu’s face is also very rich, but unfortunately he can’t see it.
Gradually, all the impetuousness and joy are gradually forgotten by Mu Yu, UU reading www.uukanshu.com His heart is like a calm water, without a little bit of embarrassment, into a realm of self-forgetting. His consciousness lingers in the black and white world, constantly circling on both sides, without any influence.
He is looking for the balance point of black and white. Slowly, his expression no longer changes, the surrounding black and white becomes quiet, no longer swaying, as if he is summoned, such as the tide generally recedes to both sides…
The dead wood suddenly felt something, the black and white world here began to change, and he saw an opportunity to jump into the black and white staggered point, the consciousness has taken the initiative to retreat and return to his body.
The evil spirits and the wind and dust outside the two felt a majestic atmosphere, and they immediately withdrew from the room with dead wood. The evil old hands constantly smashed the red demon's pattern and blended into the whole room to isolate the atmosphere of the room.
In the hands of Mu Yu, the black and white leaves of the grass began to open together, gently pulsing, and a violent breath began to vomit. The balance between black and white is broken. If it is not stabilized in time, the dead and angry will each escaping, occupying the room separately, and then spreading to the entire southern 50-mile garden. Over time, even the entire triple mainland!
Mu Yu opened his eyes, his left eye shone with white light, his right eye was filled with black mans, and a horrible momentum exploded from him.
The anger and the dead air continually emerged from his eyes, filled the room, and everything in the room was instantly turned into the purest anger and death!