new year book

The two new senior brothers sat together on the soft sleeper in the return to the imperial capital. Shi Yang thought that he would never be able to enjoy the happiness that Feijian brought him in his life. His soul was fine, but his body was afraid of heights, and Lost ID in that car accident.

Yesterday, as soon as he got off the flying sword, he became dizzy and vomited profusely.Almost dying, thinking of that unreliable master who threw himself in the soul refining circle, he thought that after several lifetimes, he would still dare not fly, and vowed that he would never suffer this kind of crime in his life.

Yang Xiangzi was holding a copy, and he was reading Vanity Fair by William Macpeace Thackeray.Shi Yang had nothing to do, so he continued to tinker with his mobile phone and added something to his notebook.

On June [-]th, the seventh day after his death, he was calculating how long it would take before his family found out that he was missing.

Putting down the book, Yang Xiangzi sighed and said to Shi Yang: "Do you know Thackeray? The author of this book." He raised the book in his hand and shook it.

Shi Yang looked up at him, and then read the book.

"Thackeray, his father was an official of the East India Company. The East India Company was the culprit who sold a large amount of opium into China in the 18th century. Thackeray's father died when he was four years old. Before he died, he gave him Leaving an inheritance of [-] pounds. According to the people of the country, the money is the blood and tears of the nation. However, Thackeray was raised by this kind of money. He wrote the book "Vanity Fair" With Dickens's "David Copperfield", it is also called the treasure of English literature. The son of an opium merchant is a writer, and the ideas in his book are not poisonous. His father died, and Thackeray also died , many years later, we are still reading his books, and occasionally absorbing his thoughts. Re-educated by the son of an opium merchant."

Shi Yang was still confused, Yang Xiangzi knocked his head with a book: "You think too much, do you know the biggest difference between a cultivator and a person in the world?"

Shi Yang thought for a moment: "We need to live longer."

"It's not a few, it's a long time, Junior Brother, if you think about it this way, your so-called resentment and grievances, just like the past I told you, the past will soon become the past with the end of some lives. The master said, if I want to, then I will find a good place to retreat, and it will last for hundreds of years. When I come out again, ashes return to ashes, dust returns to dust, love and hatred in the world are like a joke in history.

Just like the author of this book and his father, they are all dead, we just see some records.From now on, you can record more than a dozen generations of history, and each generation has witnessed it with your own eyes. If you see more, you will find that things like grievances and grievances come and go quickly. You can grasp life, but you cannot grasp the consumption of life. those emotions.Even if you are a cultivator, the same is true. A cultivator cannot treat emotions like ordinary people, because you have a lot of time to miss and reminisce. For some things, using 100 years of human beings to calculate is hatred, if 1000 years Woolen cloth? What about 1 years?It is the most foolish thing to hate a person in history. "

Shi Yang thought about that feeling seriously, took out his phone, and slowly erased those marks.

Yang Xiangzi leaned on the blanket roll, sighed and said: "If it really takes that long, compared to the long life to come, grievances, resentment, and so-called revenge are just ridiculous emotions. In the end, those goals are not worth it. That's it, the rest is empty, from today we are monks, all four things are empty!"

"I don't intend to become a monk." Shi Yang refused.

"Fool." Yang Xiangzi laughed at him, but he didn't raise an argument. Why did he argue with young people? Wouldn't it be nice to snicker while watching them fall to the ground?They always feel that they are right, the more you pull, the farther they go, now everyone is different, there is plenty of time to make mistakes and think, so the biggest benefit of cultivation is here.

The train was moving forward quickly, and the streetlights of the city outside the window were quickly receding backwards. Shi Yang sat up, lay on the glass and looked at it for a while, then turned his face and called Yang Xiangzi: "Senior brother."

Yang Xiangzi looked at him slightly surprised and smiled: "It's the first time to call me senior brother, don't call me so early, go back and formally pay homage to the teacher before calling."

Shi Yang waved his hand indifferently: "It's okay, you get used to it first."

Yang Xiangzi was very happy. After thinking for a while, he took out a string of wooden beads and put them on his junior brother's wrist and said, "Everything that senior brother gave was given by the master, and it's not enough to give you sincerity. This is the first time I planted a small green bead." Sandalwood, senior brother is not good at craftsmanship, so he died soon. This is a bead string I carved out of green sandalwood wood, it is very good for rejuvenation, junior brother, don’t dislike it.”

Shi Yang looked at the thing on his wrist, he was very happy, but also a little shy, and kept touching it.

"You are so strong now, be careful, don't crush it." Yang Xiangzi joked, but Shi Yang let go of his hand.In the past few days, he couldn't control his strength well, and he always crushed things.

"How do you plan to arrange your life when you go back this time?" Yang Xiangzi asked him.

Shi Yang thought for a while, sat down, and answered seriously: "Under the condition of not hurting anyone, don't resist, don't raise an argument, don't get entangled, and disappear smoothly. Slowly dilute yourself in life."

Yang Xiangzi picked up the book and leaned against the quilt and began to turn it over, laughing as he flipped through it: "You still hold grudges."

"Although the child's grievances will be remembered for a lifetime, it is not a matter of hatred." Shi Yang replied seriously: "I am different from my senior brother. I died once. This is not a joke. Senior brother should know that I cut it open. I left, and now I'm back, but... I can't go back to the past, just like... Senior brother can't go back." Yang Xiangzi looked up at him.

Shi Yang smiled indifferently: "Brother, don't be angry, I didn't mean to say these unpleasant things."

"I am not angry."

"Um……?"

"I'm not mad at all."

"Then senior brother and master, what kind of people were they before?" Shi Yang was curious.

Yang Xiangzi put down the book again, leaned against the quilt and thought for a while: "Master, I don't know before, did I... I am a homosexual, timid, sensitive, cowardly, dare not resist, have no ability, only complain."

"What about senior brother now?"

"Now, I live every day in a down-to-earth manner, and I gain something new every day."

"reward?"

"Yeah, maybe at the next stop, I'll be a fairy." As soon as Yang Xiangzi finished speaking, the train slowly stopped, and a platform peddler slammed on the glass: "Would you like roasted chicken? Would you like roasted chicken? Would you like roasted chicken?"

Shi Yang lowered his head and held back for a while, his shoulders trembling up and down, and finally burst out laughing. Yang Xiangzi glanced at his mouth, and followed with a puff.

The train embarked on the journey again. During the sway, Shi Yang felt a sense of safety, stability, quietness and peace that he had never had before. He couldn't help but want to tell some secrets, and he wanted to tell his senior brother what was on his mind.

"Senior brother, I'm actually...I don't like women either."

"Ah, it's nothing unusual, our master seems to be too."

"Really?"

"That's right, he buys pictorials... well, there are those picture albums and so on, and occasionally he will go crazy for a long time at some muscular men from abroad."

"This can't be the only judgment, can it?"

"Well, no. The master is playing games, does it count as having an apprentice and never taking a sister?"

"It doesn't count?"

"Then the point card that he gave his younger brothers thousands of dollars every month counts!"

"Then what do you say?"

"Master is!"

"Well, actually, senior brother... When I was young, I was very thin and I didn't study well."

"That's not very tragic, is it?"

"It doesn't count. I used to feel very wronged when I think about it, but now it's nothing... I once liked someone, his name is Wu Wei, he is a good boy who is famous in our compound."

"Then do you still like him now?"

"I like it, I think it's the only time I like it in my life. When I was nine years old, I was once bullied by other children in the yard. I was a tearful bag. My brothers disliked me and was ashamed. I saw it from a distance. Later, it was Brother Wu Wei who came out to help me beat those people away. Maybe..." Shi Yang raised his face and looked up at it for a moment of thought, then smiled with relief: "I should say goodbye." He turned over and looked at Yang Xiangzi Said: "Then, next stop, I am a fairy."

Outside the compartment, a cart suddenly passed by, and someone knocked on the door and asked, "Would you like a box lunch? Or a box lunch? Or a box lunch?"

On the first day back to the imperial capital, Yang Xiangzi went to the street by himself. Shi Yang went home first, and it was still the same as before. No one noticed that he was "dead". He stole the household registration book from his mother's cabinet, and quietly moved his household registration. Although this was just a formal departure, Shi Yang felt that he should do this. He thought it over, and when his parents retired, He will send pensions every month, and he must pay for his obligations.He really wanted to put his household registration together with his master and brothers. In his opinion, this is a form of family.Although, there is no need for formalities in the secular world, but this can be regarded as some of his resentment.

From when Shi Yang stole the household registration book to when he moved out of the household registration book, it took about two days. During these two days, Shi Yang lived in his own home. White cloth, polished the glass of his bedroom very brightly, he took out the few photos belonging to him from the photo album, and later, he unexpectedly found that among all the family portraits, the only one with him was a one-year-old photo In the photo, he is hugged by his mother, sitting on the edge of the first row.He took out this one and put it in his wallet very cherished.

Parents are very busy, they come back late at night, have a quick sleep, are picked up again in the morning, and go out in crowds.

The second day after I came back was a Sunday. My eldest brother, my second brother, my third brother, and my sister all came back.In the evening, the parents came back early to accompany their children, sat there smiling and listening to them talk about the chores in life, the elder brother found a girlfriend, and he kept imitating his little girlfriend at the dinner table, learning it vividly, the whole family People kept laughing, Shi Yang didn't go downstairs, but stood in a corner of the second floor, leaning against the wall, looking at them with a smile.

Shi Yang lived at home for two days, and he inadvertently and quietly wiped clean the traces from childhood to adulthood, such as the close-fitting clothes in the bedroom, the glass balls, homework books, and the paperweight that grandpa secretly took when he was a child. Also put it back in its original place.

On the third day, he left home without a sound.He sold a small house he bought with his own savings and bought a brand new off-road vehicle to compensate Xie Bao. Although Xie Bao said repeatedly that he didn't want it, Shi Yang still insisted on paying the compensation. His attitude toward his resignation was so bad that he didn't even say anything to persuade him to stay.

Later, Shi Yang went to a military office in the suburbs.He stood on a hillside not far from there, and stayed for a day, only looking at a basketball court.Around evening, I saw Vikor Ang wearing a sportswear and holding a basketball with a smile on his face. His colleagues and his soldiers were laughing and chatting around him.

Shi Yang watched the game once, this is the last time he came here, he thought so.

A few days later, Yang Xiangzi and Shi Yang got off the train at Zhengliang Railway Station. As soon as they got out of the platform, they saw the master standing there.Yang Xiangzi was very happy, but Xue Run rushed over with an aggrieved face, grabbed his apprentice's hand and yelled, "Apprentice, I lost my account number!"

Yang Xiangzi rolled his eyes at the sky helplessly: "Master, didn't I tell you to enter those messy websites?"

"I didn't do it on purpose. A little brother insisted on sending me a photo, so I just clicked on it!" Xue Run complained with an aggrieved face.

"If the account hadn't been lost, the master wouldn't have come to pick us up, right?" Yang Xiangzi curled his lips.

Xue Runli said confidently, "Yes!"

Yang Xiangzi turned his face and said to Xue Run: "Don't believe the superficial appearance of things, they are all fake. Have you seen it? It's too late to regret it now."

Xue Run put his arms around Shi Yang's neck, and said in a threatening tone, "Respecting teachers is a traditional Chinese virtue. By the way, there is one more thing, a son never blames his father. Your brother is a bad person..."

Yang Xiangzi waved his hand, a taxi was parked by the side of the road, he turned his face and shouted to the side, "Don't stand in the way, go home!"

yes, go home...