Chapter 5: What to Ask for in Life

"Before dawn, it is the darkest time, I want to see if this darkness can cover my Han Shi's eyes. ”

At this time, if anyone can see it, there is a kind of persistence and a kind of spirit, which is deeply rooted in Han Shi's eyes.

That kind of persistence is called perseverance.

That kind of spirit is called indomitable.

At the darkest moment of the world, suddenly from the end of the sky, a touch of gold erupted, and in an instant, the boundless darkness was dispelled.

The golden light became stronger and stronger, and a round of golden sun, accompanied by a roaring sound, rose from the horizon.

When the light of the golden sun reached the place where Han Shi crossed his knees, the dead tree on the left suddenly seemed to gain infinite vitality, and the black body of the tree turned green at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the whole body of the tree was like the tree on the right, revealing the feeling of eternal life.

The tree of prosperity on the right, like the tree on the left, has changed from extreme glory to withering in less than half a burn of incense.

"One withered and one glorious, one glorious and one withered, withered extremely glorious, glorious and withered, is it the meaning that things must be reversed?"

"These two trees are not ordinary, and behind this withered glory, I am afraid there is another deep meaning. ”

Although Han Shi is not very old, in the past ten years, he has seen many ordinary people by Xuanyuanwen's side, and he will never encounter them in his life.

Therefore, at the moment, Han Shi did not feel the slightest panic, but became more and more calm, just thinking about the meaning contained in this withered and glorious twin trees, and whether there was another mystery.

"It's been a long, long time since there has been a sign of withering glory in this two-tree garden, child?"

An illusory shadow gradually became clear from between the two trees, and in front of Han Shi, the figure of an old man slowly emerged.

The old man's face was indifferent, his hair was white and black, and he was dressed in a gray robe, but in his eyes, a vicissitudes of life were revealed, which seemed to be condensed by thousands of years, making people dare not look at it directly.

Straightened up, although Han Shi was still a teenager, there was no fear in his eyes, and he was silently opposite to the old man.

The old man's tone was flat, but a breath of a superior person spread silently, and the contextual pressure of invisible slaughter was slowly pressed like a mountain, as if it was about to crush Han Shi to the ground.

Han Shi stood silent and fought silently, but when he raised his head and swept the old man's eyes, Han Shi saw a trace of loneliness behind the slaughter, and suddenly had a plan in his heart.

"My name is Han Seok. ”

"Han stone, stone?",

"Exactly, Stone is my nickname. ”

"Han Shi, Han Shi...... It's another stone, time, life, I just don't know, is this your life, or mine?" The old man's eyes drifted into the distance, and he muttered words in his mouth, and his voice was as subtle as a mosquito.

The two were silent for a while, the old man turned around and left slowly, his body slowly blending into the void like a drop of water melting into the sea, and he never turned around again, only one sentence echoed in Han Shi's ears.

"Son, do you know what you want in this life?"

"When you have the answer, you can come back to me. ”

The last trace of the old man's figure also completely integrated into the void, and the fluctuations in this space were like ripples on the water, slowly stabilizing, and the surrounding environment was the same as before, as if nothing had happened, but that sentence shocked Han Shi's heart

β€”β€”In this life, why do you ask for !!

Before Han Shi had time to think about this sentence, suddenly, a strong wind rose, and with a flick of his fingers, he swept Han Shi through the boundless sea of stars and returned to the top of Woniu Mountain.

When he crossed the sea of stars for the first time, Han Shi was excited, it was difficult for him, and he didn't pay attention to the scene in the sea of stars, but this second time, Han Shi refused to miss it in vain.

In this short moment, Han Shi saw a lot, and in one of the huge star fields, a mighty momentum erupted, and there were more than 100 black and white planets, constantly rotating and intertwining with each other, as if the planets had their own lives.

There is also a planet, looking from a distance, a pale gold fills the whole star, and when it gets closer, there is a boundless sharp qi that turns into hundreds of millions of flying swords, shuttling outside the planet in a roar.

He also saw a huge planet, and there were snowflakes falling all the time on it, each snowflake was the size of a palm, and it was hexagonal, the same shape as the gray stone hanging on his chest.

The last ray of light between heaven and earth also disappeared in the sky, Han Shi still didn't wake up, his son still didn't go home after dark, Han Blacksmith was very worried, he climbed the mountain for the first time in several years, and when he saw Han Shi kneeling on the ground, he suddenly felt relieved.

Han Blacksmith didn't know, if he wasn't a person Xuanyuan Wen knew well, that transparent array, he would not have been able to walk in, Xuanyuan Wen had Han Shi's epiphany since the beginning of the starlight sprinkled all over the earth, and he never moved, and his eyes did not leave Han Shi for a moment.

As the light of the stars and the moon became brighter and brighter, the fog around Han Shi gradually decreased, and the Yin and Yang Pisces became more and more blurred, and they shrank from the size of a grinding disc to the size of a fist, and slowly merged into Han Shi Tianling.

The gray stone slowly floated down and hung on his chest again, Han Shi slowly opened his eyes, and suddenly there were two fine lights in his eyes rushing into the sky, rushing straight to the edge of the transparent cover array before being blocked, unable to break through, the fine light flashed away, and after a short period of brilliance, it was immediately restrained.

And Han Shi's eyes are still crystal clear, without a trace of variegation, but what he thinks in his heart has changed.

"Han Shi, what you just experienced, you don't need to say it, this is your chance, not mine, now sir, no matter what I say, it is a restriction for you, only yourself, only by relying completely on yourself can you have the deepest understanding, go down the mountain, and come back in three days." Xuanyuan Wen turned his back and flicked his sleeves.

"In these three days, whether there is any enlightenment or not, but let it be, do not force it. You and I have been around for ten years, and after three days, if you have any questions in your heart, it doesn't hurt to say, but you can only ask three questions, which can be regarded as an opportunity for you to be treated. ”

Han Shi sat on the bluestone slab in the backyard, there was already dew condensing on his hair, and he didn't sleep for two days and two nights, and the water didn't go in.

At this moment, the bloodshot in his eyes was like lightning, distributed throughout the eyeball, and the firewood knife in his hand was still being sharpened for five years, and this firewood knife was now as thin as paper.

What has happened and what he has seen in the past few days is completely beyond what Han Shi knows and thinks, and a heart of yearning for the vast world has taken root in Han Shi's heart.

"One more day, I have to speed up. I couldn't hear what Han Shi was talking about.

Han Shiniang was so anxious that she kept wiping her tears, and Han Blacksmith sat silently on the side, and finally knocked on the cigarette pouch and sighed.

"you, let's go back to the house. ”

"Father, child, why are you so ruthless, Shi Shi hasn't eaten or slept for two days and two nights, and if he continues like this, he will die. Han Shi Niang cried profusely, her eyes showed reluctance, and she was about to help Han Shi up immediately

"You are a woman, what do you know, go back with me, the stone will be fine" Han Shiniang looked at Han Blacksmith in a daze, Han Blacksmith, who has been honest all his life, was really angry this time, he had never said such a heavy word before.

Han Shi's mother seemed to know something, no longer howling, and was dragged back to the house by Han Blacksmith, just looking at Han Shi's eyes, showing worry and reluctance.

In his dealings with Xuanyuan Wen over the years, Blacksmith Han knew that this person was by no means extraordinary, and often gave him a sense of fog, and he also vaguely knew something in his heart about what his son was reading.

Blacksmith Han believes in the choice of stones, and all he can do is to give the stones a quiet backyard, a quiet time, and let the stones choose for themselves.

Time passed slowly, the next day passed, the rooster crowed three times, the sun rose, a new day came, the pace of time never stopped, just like the rise of the early sun, unstoppable.

I don't know if there is any power in the heavens and the earth that can stop the sun from rising.

In the backyard of the Han family, Han Shi's eyes were almost full of bloodshots, like blood, if someone saw it at this time, they would feel creepy.

Han Shi's hands were still grinding the firewood knife back and forth, and his arms were numb at this time, but a thought of never giving up was supporting Han Shi, grinding mechanically, and finally when the moon was in the sky, the firewood knife in his hand was broken into two.

Grind it in two.

With a hearty long laugh, Han Shi Huoran got up, patted the dust on the hem of his clothes, strode forward, stepped on the moonlight, and strode towards Woniu Mountain.