Chapter 390: Life is a series of problems. The first solution to life’s problems is self-discipline.
Hei Yang Hongli has already seen through the "little things" like improving one's realm.
The two of them were used to being stabbed in the back from time to time, and their realm kept growing upwards even though they couldn't hold it down. They tried so many methods but couldn't solve anything, so the two of them finally chose to give up.
Love it as much as you like, anyway, they are already sure that they will be able to run back by then.
Of course, in fact, in Hei Yang Hongli's heart, she has always been vaguely worried about "crossing the cosmic barrier" mentioned by the seniors in the travel world.
Wandering around the world, who knows what will happen when the time comes.
However, it is said that the seniors who travel outside the world have seen many worlds in the same direction as them in recent years.
However, everyone has the same goal, but it is impossible to take the same path. After all, the world's common practice is not to walk side by side on the zebra crossing.
If there is a slight collision, both sides will suffer losses.
Everyone goes their own way, looking very close, but actually very far away.
We can only see each other's silhouettes from a distance, and interactive behaviors such as talking and meeting are almost non-existent.
As time goes by, Travel World is getting closer and closer to its goal, and it has reached a very deep state on this road.
But they can hardly encounter those previous worlds again.
I originally thought that if we were all moving towards the same goal, we would always be able to meet up again on the road.
But in the end, I don’t know whether it was because everyone’s orbits were too far parallel to each other, or they gave up, or some accident happened...
Travel World is not the first world to take this path. Before them, there are definitely countless worlds that have also been running towards "beauty" one after another.
Among them, there must be a world that has succeeded. Not only has it succeeded, the first world to cross the barrier of the universe may have been able to use some method to jump horizontally in between.
Among the countless legends in the universe, there are also stories about those people and those worlds.
Some people say that originally there was only pain in this universe, but those who left, thinking of helping fellow villagers or something, brought all kinds of good things here and there.
No one knows whether this story is true or false.
In fact, most people in the travel industry are still somewhat skeptical about this story.
Because if there is only pain in the universe and no beauty at all, the pain will disappear.
Just like people who have been living in darkness cannot imagine what light looks like. In a world where everything is painful, beauty will turn into suffering.
But these are no longer important to them as they travel around the world.
Because as they get closer to the target, they learn more and more information, and they are 100% sure of the existence of beauty.
However, except for a small amount of special information, most of their information is the residual traces found on various world fragments along the way...
You and I are not the only ones who want to run towards beauty. We have before them, and we will also have it after them.
But if you are unable to withstand this test, you may fall on the road to hope...
Do those worlds that may have failed regret it in the end?
Are you thinking about your failure on the charge and feeling relieved after fighting until the last moment?
Or maybe you are unwilling to regret it and think that it is better to die than to live?
No matter what they think, the seniors in the travel world, including Hei Yang Hongli and the others, all have the same idea. They want them all!
You want to live and be happy!
On the road to "the whole good life", they have achieved the ultimate in what they can do.
You know, there are very few worlds like the Traveling World, where all the strong, senior, and masters are willing to stay outside the Traveling World and protect them year after year. This is the special scenery of the Traveling World.
In other worlds, strong people think, I have finally cultivated to this point just to sacrifice my life for the world and endure loneliness for those who are not close to me?
I can either run out and find a place to play by myself, or I can stay in the world and play with other people in the same realm, causing trouble and killing each other.
Guarding their own one-third of an acre of land, they choose to ignore the outside world and deceive and deceive each other.
It is said that all living beings in the world are chess pieces, and they are playing chess.
But you know, there is no undefeated chess player in this world...
The wanderer's love of home is perhaps the most serious in the universe.
Different from other worlds, the Traveling World was put together by their ancestors, and the rules of heaven were set by like-minded ancestors.
Perhaps it is for this reason that their sense of belonging to the travel world is much stronger than others...
In fact, strictly speaking, the Traveling World is composed of the broken fragments of a certain big world, and the ancestors also came out of that kind of world.
From a certain perspective, they have failed one or more times, rejected one or more paths, and now it may be two weeks or more.
Of course, people are definitely not the same people as before, and the world is not the same as before.
Just like the first ancestors decided to seriously build this world for future generations, after they spent countless blood and tears, countless energy, and experienced countless setbacks to create the world, they also knew that they would probably not be able to see it with their own eyes.<
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There is no reincarnation in this world, blood is the closest link.
Their blood will flow in the lives of future generations, and we will continue to work hard with them...
It was this vague sense of mission that would arise in my heart at some point, making Hei Yang Hongli feel uneasy for a short time.
In fact, Heiyang Hongli and the others have every way to block this sense of mission, but it is just like their responsibility to their families.
Only with this sense of mission, or in other words, with responsibility and concern, can we have today's happiness.
Imagine having no family, no worries, no hope, and no direction. This kind of emptiness is pure torture...
So, even though Heiyang Hongli is usually very lazy, they think a lot!
Their fantasies are endless, and they can never finish talking nonsense, ahem...
Doesn’t this mean that they have always had a goal (lying flat) and a direction (opening up), and they have expectations (being able to lie flat while having sex) and concerns (being able to lie flat with their family), doesn’t it?
As a celebrity once said, even if I live in a nut shell, I am the king of the universe!
Heiyang Hongli doesn’t have such a big goal as others, but it does have some goals!
Family, friendship, and love are priceless treasures that people can never get enough of.
Family love is a rope, one link linked to the other.
Friendship is like the sun at noon, always warm.
Love is the most boring and mediocre thing, but I just don’t want to separate.
The premise of all this is to ensure that the travel world will not follow in the footsteps of those fragments.
"So, do you suddenly have the goal of saving the world?"
Hong Li tilted her head and looked at Hei Yang with a look of helplessness.
"That's alright, it's too cliche."
"How about the protagonist being crushed to death with one finger in front of the final boss?"
Hei Yang suggested: "This would be very thoughtful!"
"Oh, in this case, who would I dare to show the story I wrote!"
Hong Li rolled her eyes at Hei Yang and couldn't help but complain: "Then why don't you be more truthful and say that the protagonist knew that he would lose, so while everyone was working hard to prepare for the battle, he took his family and saluted and left directly!" p>
"Ah, wouldn't the protagonist's glorious image be ruined?"
"That's what I'm saying!"
Hei Yang and Hong Li were chattering and discussing.
Well, yes, they are writing stories now.
The two of them were lying on the bed side by side, with their heads together, each holding a pen, writing and drawing on a large thick notebook.
"Well, I think anyone who grew up reading books will have the dream of writing a book, right?"
Hongli bit her pen and thought as she spoke.
"Even if I don't write a book, I can't help but imagine all kinds of stories in my mind, and maybe I'll want to record those stories at some point.
In my opinion, the more boring real life is, the better, and the more exciting and adventurous the fantasy world is, the more interesting it is."
After a pause, Hongli added: "Of course, sometimes I don't hate the fresh and mediocre reunion finale."
"Hmm..."
Hei Yang's eyes moved up, and he thought for a while and said: "Speaking of which, I should have had the idea of writing a story before, not a diary, but an imaginary story in my mind."
"Ha, do I need to say this?"
Hong Li rolled her eyes and hummed proudly: "The so-called nonsense we talk about is just talking about our own weird ideas!
For example, as I told you, what if Elder Huo Le is really being impersonated? What if the entire Five Elements Sect is invisible..."
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In the middle of her words, Hongli suddenly leaned back, held her head in her hands, and yelled.
"Look at me, anticipating defense!"
"???"
Three question marks appeared on Heiyang's head, and he looked at Hongli with a look that showed concern for his mentally retarded wife.
"So why are you half-talking and then going crazy?"
"Ah, what does it mean to be crazy..."
Hong Li gritted her teeth, put down her hands, turned to look at Hei Yang, and said angrily: "Why don't you just follow the routine?
A few days ago, when I mentioned the story of Elder Huo being imprisoned in the Five Elements Sect dungeon and the entire sect being kidnapped, you were going to hit me on the head.
Why don't we fight this time? Double standards?"
"Well, didn't you come to me that time to talk about something serious..."
Hei Yangxian glanced at Hong Li and said quietly: "Aren't we here just idle and talking nonsense today!
How can you write a story without diverging your thinking, right?"
"Ah this..."
Hong Li's expression froze, her scowl disappeared, and she muttered in a low voice: "That's right..."
"Ah, actually."
Hei Yang suddenly added: "Actually, I'm lying on the bed and can't stretch my arms out hard, so I don't bother to hit you."
"Huh?!"
Hongli's eyes widened.
"How could you do this, Gou Heiyang!"
Hei Yang: "???"
"Happy."
Hei Yang chuckled: "Elaborate."
"Don't be weird, what I'm about to say is serious!"
Hong Li stared at Hei Yang with piercing eyes.
"You just said you were too lazy to hit me?"
"Ah this..."
Hei Yang blinked: "Isn't this bad?"
"This is a good one!"
Hong Li said angrily: "It's okay if you are lazy in other things, but this time you are lazy in things related to me. Have you changed your mind?
Wow, you are too lazy to hit me today, I don’t even dare to think about what will happen to you tomorrow!”
Hei Yang: "???"
"Don't ask questions, just tell the truth."
Hong Li put her arms around Hei Yang's shoulders, and said with annoyance: "Think about it, my mother wakes you up early in the morning to exercise, and then suddenly one day, ah, she doesn't call you anymore!
Will you feel happy and sleep in, or what?"
"Ah, this..."
Hei Yang thought about that scene and took a breath.
"It's bad, my mother is already disappointed with me. She has given up on me. It's over, it's over!"
"Yes, yes!"
Hongli looked at Heiyang fiercely: "That's it, today you are too lazy to hit Mouli on the head, and tomorrow Mouli will come to you with a pleading look on his face, you won't be too lazy to raise your head either!"
"No, no, no, how is it possible? I've already told you that it's uncomfortable to lie down..."
Hei Yang sat up and raised his hands in a special ceremony.
"I, Hei Yang, will never ignore you, Xiaoli!"
"Huh, does this count as an oath?"
Hongli glanced at Heiyang.
"No, it's a statement."
Hei Yang shook his head: "You will find that many things are originally very credible, but as soon as you add "I swear" in front, you suddenly feel that this kid will definitely break the oath.
For example, you can always trust Hei Yang.
And, I swear, you can always trust me, you know what I mean."
"Good guy, I've done some research..."
Hongli looked at Hei Yang's outstretched palm, nudged it lightly with her head, and smiled.
"That's pretty much it!"
"Hmm."
Hei Yang smiled helplessly, and with a glance, he saw Hong Li kicking off the quilt, revealing patches of pure white. He sighed, and reached out to cover her again.
The longer we are together, the more casual we become in front of the other person.
Hongli over there turned her head and glanced, shrugged, and did not comment on Hei Yang's little move.
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She just smiled at the previous topic.
"So, I have dreamed of this book a long time ago!"
"I remember Teacher Hongli, you said that."
Hei Yang raised his hand: "If you want to write a book on how to teach laziness, you should not write a book on how to teach laziness."
"Ah, don't always remember the messy things I said."
Hong Li showed her half-moon eyes, shook the pen in her hand, nodded and looked at Hei Yang.
"Well, I used to be too lazy to write, and I was busy playing all day long, so I didn't have time to do this kind of thing.
Now that we’ve got enough time, let’s go play on the bed ahem…”
Hongli coughed twice and continued nonchalantly: "And, now I have a very good idea."
"Huh?"
Hei Yang raised his eyebrows.
"Let me guess, you want to write about your daily life with Hei Yang, from acquaintance to falling in love and then to marriage?"
"Hey, hey, don't tell me what I think privately. It's amazing you understand me!"
Hongli waved her fist and snorted: "Indeed, but I want to add some embellishments to remove the embarrassing part of Hongli, and graft the plot of Heiyang's handsomeness onto Hongli..."
"Hey, are you still documenting our story?"
Hei Yang complained: "I wouldn't have brought you to such a magical transformation!"
"Ha, this is called artistic processing, what do you know?"
Hongli looked disdainful.
"If I want to record it, I can just take out the script and start copying it.
The script is for others to read, but what I want to write is for us to read!"
"Huh?"
Hei Yang raised his eyebrows and realized the important point.
"Let's watch it ourselves. Is there any deletion?"
"Well, I think it can be possible!"
"Hongli, my God, you can do whatever you want with your art, come on!"
"Heh."
Hongli rolled her eyes at Heiyang.
"Come here and write together, this thing requires two perspectives, okay!"
"That's right... Speaking of Xiaoli, tomorrow is my birthday."
"Ah, so soon? What gift do you want tomorrow?"
"I want you to have a million-word deletion session today!"
