Chapter 73 6. She is lonelier than five hundred years

Five hundred years. Another long five hundred years. In these five hundred years, there is no Suzhen, no Xu Xian, no Fahai, no Nengren, and no all kinds of demons. One thousand years, two thousand years, there is a kind of monster that has grown "rigid" in the passage of time. She does not want to become a fairy or a human being, and she is too lazy to deal with monsters. Her heart is as still as water.Some things must be necessary at that time, and later they will become indifferent, what's the fun.After everything has passed, you can say "it's just that" with confidence. If you haven't gone through it, you will lose a layer of background color. Without the background color, people will be more or less floating.

When she thought of him, she was happy and nostalgic. During such a long time, she took him out and thought about it, and another day passed.Day after day, she wanted to understand many things.If Xu Xian and Suzhen lived like this day in and day out, there would be nothing to talk about, but the ending was changed to read: From then on, mortals and snake demons lived happily together. It is always good for people to look at others.The joining of Fa Hai hindered their love, where there is resistance, there is flexibility, and where there is oppression, there is resistance.The purpose is majestic, the posture is graceful and full, like a play, the stage is fierce, the audience is moved, the interaction between the stage and the audience has a tacit understanding, this play must be done well!If there is no opponent in acting, there will be no tension; if there is no audience in acting, there will be no aftertaste.The play was so beautiful that it was almost finished. After stepping off the stage, my hands and feet were swollen, and I didn't know how to calm down my whole body.

She shouldn't be as stupid as Pixel Zhen, who has to be judged by others for her fate, joys and sorrows.People in the world don't understand the truth and changes, but if one person says a word, the false becomes true.In later generations, a woman Xie Shi wrote her farewell saying, "People's words are awesome."It is really "human words are terrible", human words can kill people no matter good or bad! Fortunately, Suzhen and Xu Xian still got to know each other, and the beautiful love tragedy was recorded. Should she burn incense for them and congratulate them?

Five hundred years. Five hundred years have passed. Everything is not so important anymore. Back then, I didn't bother to settle whether Xu Xian loved her sister, how much she loved her, or how much she didn't love her.My sister doesn't care anymore, so what do I care about for her.My sister doesn't want to wake up, she doesn't want to know the truth, so why should I bear the notoriety of being such a villain.My sister and I have been together for so many years, after all, we are no less in love than Xu Xian. Xu Xian is just a human being, and as a human being, he has weaknesses.

His weaknesses are really too numerous to describe.But on the other hand, how bold can you expect a mortal to be?He is just a medicine official with limited ability and courage, he is afraid of wolves and tigers, and his ears are like windmills. One word: cowardly. It's just such a person, what can you do with him. If you want to blame, you can only blame my sister for being blind, and she lost a thousand years of practice to fall in love with him. My sister once said: It is good for officials to be as good as officials. I sneered in my heart, not daring to let her see it, for fear of hurting our sister's love and hurting her self-esteem.Women who fall in love are blind with their eyes open, so blind that they don't care about the consequences. The facts that the bystanders can see, they just shield them, and of course they can't see the things that they don't want to see in their hearts.Eyes are just tool ears.

Where are the officials?He is too ordinary.Only good looks.He lacks the good of other men, but he has all the bad of men.He didn't have Fahai's firmness and uprightness and the tolerance of the Buddha's belly, nor did he have the sincerity and clarity of the four directions.He tricks right and wrong, doesn't know good or bad, doesn't take responsibility, doesn't want to be responsible, he doesn't move forward in the face of feelings, and it's difficult to make a decision in front of the world.Bai made a good meal and brought it to him, but he didn't dare to eat it.This second-class boy, thanks to my sister, is in love with him.

If my sister is a person in snake skin, then Xu Xian is a demon in human skin. But his sister loves him. I feel sorry for my sister. Love really doesn't make sense.When in love, even if he is a beast in clothes, even if he is a gentle scum, he will be desperate and fly to the flame.Until I burn myself out, turn into ashes, and the lights go out... If Suzhen falls in love with her, it must be heavy. However, love is more or less heavy.Those who don't want to be burdened or accept burdens, such as Xu Xian, are probably because he doesn't love his sister enough.It would be better if the love of both parties is heavy; neither love nor heavy, happy to see it, affectionate and righteous, that's fine.The most fearful thing is that one side is heavy and the other is light, and the balance is off the mark.One side thinks that I have paid so much, and the other side thinks that you have paid too much!You treat him as a favor, but what he actually pays is love; you treat him as love, and others only treat him as a favor.We always think differently, and both sides feel wronged.

I am completely different from Neng Ren. We missed it. But is it really a miss? I could have stayed at that time too, right?But I didn't. Although I stabbed in both sides for my sister, flooding Jinshan, most of it was to be able to bear it. During the scuffle, we met and gradually diverged, because each had a path under our feet, and finally made it clear. What is "missing"?Is it "the wrong thing to pass", or "the wrong thing to do if it is passed"?Shouldn't it be a "pass" in the first place, or should it not be counted as a "wrong" in the first place?It doesn't matter if you miss too much, even if you miss it.Let him pass the past, and if he wants to come back, he will probably regret it.

Everything just exists, so how could I miss it? After all, it is because my way is too shallow that I can get out of it logically. I let this kind of emotion settle and ferment. When I think about it later, it is not as gentle as water and flows through your heart, but sticky and heavy.Hiccup, think about the taste of hugging in the past, it is touching, but in fact, you can't remember the real taste at all. I hope you know that I really miss you at this moment; I hope I believe that you really liked me then. Five hundred years is really unthinkable, unbearable, and when I think about it, new kindness and old hatred come rushing to my face.There are still thoughts in his heart, and he has not exhausted the lingering poison.Just let it cool down, there is no feeling like the old days, the flowers bloom and fall.

Five hundred years. Another long five hundred years. I am not as good to Fa Hai as my sister is to him. Although my sister was arrogant and domineering towards him, she was humble and respectful after all.Subtle because of humility, reverent and submissive. What she defends is not Xu Xian, nor the human world, but precisely a certain orthodoxy that she agrees with.Women can't look up to men, let alone look down, only look up. Suzhen is obviously looking down on Xu Xian, although she is also gentle, but she is very gentle with certainty, this kind of certainty is the forgiveness Sun Houzi can't find in Wuzhishan.She looks straight at the world, and she even accepts the plain joy in front of her with the original sin of a demon.This is also the reason why she later became a real person.

But to Fa Hai, she is humble.She respects him like a Buddha, and he is her unshakable highest belief.She alarmed him later, aiming to persecute him, as if she was asking for an echo from far and wide.He is the gospel of her existence, the strength for her to go, she has no desire for him.It seems that the Buddha said to the Buddhas, you have to listen carefully, and he said it over and over again. It is not that the Bodhisattvas ignore the admonitions, or the Dharma is not clear, but that they call their hearts.He is such a being. However, he finally saw through her actions.One thought of three thousand is all vain.With a mortal, no matter how bad it is, there is a limit. Why can't you keep tracking, entangled almost beyond the boundary between demon and Buddha. The Buddha nature in him is to make all spiritual beings willing to come closer. He is as firm as a rock, powerful as a thousand jun, broad as the sea, and taller than others.With the humbleness of a demon, she tries to get close to the border of God, and explores the bottom line of Buddha.If the Buddha saves the world, he should also save her, a mere white snake. She hoped that he would catch her, educate her, and inspire her, like a willow branch in a clean bottle of Guanyin Dashi, accompanying her to be clear.She didn't intend to make trouble to attract his attention, she also really loved an ordinary man in the world and chose to grow old with him. She regarded this as the Buddha's test for her.She is kind to people and family, and she hopes to get blessings from gods and Buddhas in the end. My sister is too persistent, and I can't get any benefits from both sides.People hate her for being shameless, but Buddha blames her for being disobedient. As a result, she could only flood Jinshan with water.In the final analysis, it's not against the Buddha, nor is it to save her friend Xu Xian, she is for her heart. Sister, why did we choose to be women? The snake has been a mysterious symbol of the male ancestor since ancient times. The biggest secret of snake demons is that they are yin and yang. At the most critical moment of their cultivation, they can choose to be a man or a woman. Sister, why do we choose to be women? think, where. irresistible. The temptation to be human. Five hundred years. Five hundred years have passed. Another year of idle flowers falling before the court.