A gourd of unknown type has a warm and jade-like touch when held in the hand.
Bian Su couldn't describe his mood at this moment.
It was not a devout believer in clay statues, a glimpse of the heavenly vision.
Rather, it is a mixture of a seeker and a glimpse of 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 too intense to express.
But Bian Su still maintained a relatively rational state.
It is probably not an exaggeration to say that my mind 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 in school 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 study in more advanced academic fields, 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 for 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 indeed suffered a lot of losses after that.
But now...
Bian Su held the gourd in his hand, his mind rarely tending to 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, 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 a corner deep in 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". However, he always felt that it was a bit unreal and a bit foggy.
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 who has walked such a long way."
"When you have refined the golden elixir for three rounds and then drink it, 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 have just woken up from a dream, had just led Miao Sheng to follow the lead, who seemed to be the housekeeper.
General characters enter.
After entering the house, Miao Sheng could clearly see the person sitting in the living room.
only from outside
From the outside, it seems to be 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...
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. Lao Xu turned out to be on some errands, so 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 is old and has suffered some injuries due to work.
Seeing that his children were already married, Lao Xu had no other thoughts.
But completely retire from retirement?
That was what Lao Xu didn't want.
He always felt that although he was a little injured, he could still do something for the 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.
Those names that can pursue sublimity at a stage when survival is 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.
Regarding this, Lao Xu seemed calm and calm.
From this aspect, this may also be the reason why he was sent here.
Compared with the checkpoints for 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 get together tonight?"
A certain uncle, who was carrying a bag of steaming steamed buns and walking leisurely, greeted Lao Xu warmly.
This is an old man who lives on the street near here.
Every day, Lao Xu would see the other person 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 put a fishing rod on my back 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 please stay up late."
Lao Xu exchanged pleasantries with the other party.
Conveniently wanted to treat him to some steamed buns, but Lao Xu declined with a smile.
Lao Xu knew that most of this breakfast was brought by the other party for his grandson who had passed the college entrance examination.
When the sun began to rise in 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...
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