Chapter 1590 Dream like life

The morning sun shines softly on the earth, the sky is clear, and wisps of cirrus clouds like feathers spread on the sky, shining by the sun. At the beginning of this day, an orange-red light faintly shines. From a distance, it looks like a dream.

The sound of dog barking and the curling smoke rising into the sky floated out of the inn next to the official road and merged into the world, making this beautiful picture faintly contaminated with the breath of mortal world, but it would not make people feel abrupt, as if it should have been like this.

The local dogs raised by the shop were playing with each other, running around the official road, with their tails shaking with their bodies, and they looked like a geek of earth creatures.

But soon, the sound of horse hooves stomping on the ground from afar came, but the dust at the end of the official road was lifted up, turning into dust and fog. In the flying dust, several horses galloped. On the horse's back were several big men in brocade robes, one by one, they all looked serious and whistled away.

As they approached, the local dogs on the official road whimpered, avoiding both sides, so that the horses would stay away from the wind.

Perhaps the sound of horse hooves was too fast, and while passing by the inn gate, the ground trembled, and even made the inn next to the official road tremble as if it was trembling with the ground.

This inn is very simple, as if it has been a long time, trembling everywhere, making waves of creaking sounds that seem to be unbearable. Under this sound, there were a burst of exclamations from the guest room on the second floor.

"It's not a problem, it's not a problem. I have been here for hundreds of years. Every time I go there, I will do this and it won't fall." An old voice echoed in the inn, but in the corner of the hall, there was an old man wearing a coarse cloth shirt sitting. The old man held a cigarette gun in his hand, took a sip and said slowly.

Opposite him, the young man from last night curled his lips, put a towel on his shoulder, carried the boiled kettle beside him, and went upstairs to deliver hot water to every guest room.

At this time, in the last room on the right side of the second floor, there was a young man lying on the bed of the house with his clothes, and the whole room was filled with alcohol.

As the sound of horse hooves roared over, the room trembled slightly, the young man slowly opened his loose eyes, got up, pinched his forehead with his right hand, and looked around blankly.

"Oh, it's a waste of things, a waste of things... why did you drink so much wine..." The young man looked about eighteen or nineteen years old, slender, ordinary in appearance, and a bookish spirit.

He smiled bitterly at this moment, his head hurts very much, he held the bedside beside him, staggered to the table in dizziness, poured a cup of herbal tea and drank it in one sip, and then felt a little better.

"It seems that you must remember in the future, don't be drunk. Last night, you are almost unconscious. If you meet a villain, you will lose money and be killed. If you are killed..." The young man sighed and drank a few cups of herbal tea again.

At this moment, a thud sound came from outside the door, and then the voice of the guy sounded.

"Hot water, do you want it?"

The young man quickly got up, maybe he got up very hard, his head became dizzy again, and he barely spoke.

"Come in."

The door creaked open, and the guy walked in with a kettle. After filling the basin next to him with hot water, he looked back at the young man and smiled.

"I have been a guy here for three years. I have never seen anyone drink my rice wine. I am so drunk after two glasses. I can't push you last night. I will carry you here to rest. You guy is not good at drinking, but you have to practice more. I heard that every official in the capital doesn't have a thousand cups."

The young man's face turned slightly red, his eyes showed gratitude. He stood up and clasped his fists at the mate, and smiled and said, "Thank you for your care. Wang didn't know why. He felt it was okay to drink the first cup, but when the second cup was in his stomach, he fell drunk there."

The guy grinned, and before leaving, he looked at the young man with a kettle, and said, "You are a scholar who went to the county to take the exam. Last night, I kept saying that you had a dream. In the dream, you became an immortal. Haha, what you said was interesting. It would be fun to talk to me if you have time."

As he said that, the guy walked out with a kind laugh. The young man's face turned red and he smiled bitterly. After the guy left, he went to the basin and washed his face with hot water, washing away a lot of drunkenness from last night.

He pushed open the window of the guest room and came in with the bright sunshine, and there were also a cool breeze. The wind blew on his face, which made the young man breathe a long breath.

"I really had a dream after getting drunk last night. This dream was very strange. I didn't forget it at all when I woke up..." The young man stood by the window, looked outside, muttering to himself.

"The dream is very real, almost impossible to tell... It turned out that I joined the Hengyue Sect when I came three years ago... Haha, it's interesting, but this dream seems to have not been completed. I only remember that I joined the Hengyue Sect, and there is nothing behind it. Hengyue Sect... How could there be such a sect in this world? Where can I come from? I scholars, who do not believe in the power of ghosts and gods, are mostly rumors and fooling the people." The young man shook his head, turned around and looked at the teacup on the table behind him, and suddenly became aware of the young man's character, raised his right hand, pinched the seal according to his memory, and pointed at the teacup.

"Graining Technique!" The young man laughed and pointed.

The teacup was motionless and placed there calmly. The young man laughed again and said to himself: "These magical powers are very interesting."

After playing for a while, the young man put away his thoughts and sorted out his luggage, silver, dry food, clothes, and pens and books. Then he carefully cleaned the room. After the alcohol in the house was blown away, he changed into a clean dress, and then carried the bamboo bookcase on his back and walked out of the room.

He has been smart since childhood, but his personality is very simple. This is the first time that a young man who grew up in a mountain village has left the house. Under the kindness of his parents, under the kindness of his parents, he walked out of the mountain village, as if a young man had grown up and had to spread his wings and fly.

Because he was dirty and drunk, he would rather clean it up by himself, than let the guy who carried him here do it.

In the lobby on the first floor, he ate some food, settled the accommodation account, and smiled at the mate, clasped his fists, turned around and left in the sunshine.

The soft sunlight fell on him, making the young man look full of the sunshine, and it will give people a very comfortable feeling, making people unable to help but feel good about him.

Especially the clean clothes and neat outfits made his whole body full of vitality. Next to the official road, he looked at the heaven and earth ahead, looking at the end of the official road, where he could see the distant capital of Zhao in this direction.

"Wang Lin, you can do it! When you are on the list of the gold medal, take your parents out of the mountain village, serve them to live their lives, and let them enjoy their happiness." The young man took a deep breath and walked forward step by step.

The spring breeze blew on Wang Lin's clothes with the fragrance of flowers and plants that were rolled from nowhere, making his blue shirt dance slightly, making a gentle blowing sound. As he walked, he gradually became farther and farther away from the inn.

Only the sound of chanting dispersed in the wind, and I don’t know where it was sent, circling around, slowly blurring until it became the rest of the silk.

At the age of eighteen or nineteen, Wang Lin often feels tired. He follows the official road, his eyes are lively as he walks, and he pauses from time to time, looking at the surrounding mountains and forests, looking very comfortable.

The daytime passed quickly. Under Wang Lin's pace of walking and watching, a tree-shading in front was no longer fine, but slowly exposed a green river channel behind the tree-shading.

The river water rushes and comes with the wind. In Zhao State, there are several official roads that walk with the waterway, and this is the road that Wang Lin is taking at this moment.

For example, on the left side of Wang Lin, there is a mountain filled with mountains, and not far from the right side, there is a river road that flows like a curved belt, with several ships on it, walking down the river.

Gradually, there was darkness in the distance. In that darkness, a dark cloud slowly condensed together. A thunder roar echoed from a distance, and lightning intertwined the heaven and earth. From a distance, it looked like a silver snake.

The weather is still clear during the day, but before the night has completely arrived, it has changed in dense clouds, and it has changed a lot. The green mountains in the distance are everywhere, and it has become dark under the clouds. Fortunately, although the color is deep, the dark clouds cannot be covered.

Looking from afar, the mountain is entangled with clouds. The green mountains seem to shatter the dark clouds, but the dark clouds are about to swallow the mountains, like a battle between dragons and tigers, with a unique mountain cloud wonder.

At this moment, with the sound of thunder, the rain fell. Wang Lin hurriedly ran to a tree and took out a large oil umbrella from the bamboo stub behind. The oil umbrella was made by his father's skillful hand and could be folded and stored and completely spread out. Not only did the bamboo stubs be covered, but his body also enveloped under the umbrella.

Holding an umbrella in his right hand, Wang Lin looked at the Black Mountain that could not be covered by dark clouds in the distance, and watched the rain fall, falling on the earth, falling on the leaves, falling on the water surface of the river next to him, turning into a ripple, and then bounced up many water droplets and splashed on the ships on the water surface.

"There was an ancient saying that black clouds flipped over the ink and did not cover the mountains, white rain jumped into the boat... It was true." Wang Lin looked at all this, laughed, and chanted loudly.

"Are you a scholar, you are stupid? Seeing my boat spilling rain and still laughing there, it's really annoying!" A crisp voice came from the boat very close to the shore on the river, but saw a pretty girl holding an umbrella standing on the bow of the boat. The girl looked depressed, staring at Wang Lin with her eyes and pointed her jade fingers at her.
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