The green bamboos are vast, and the ancient temples are hidden in the bamboo sea of ​​high mountains.

Lu Yun wiped his forehead and wore a little sweat, wearing summer clothes, heading towards the ancient temple looming in the bamboo sea.

Lu Yun, who was sent out by the company to other cities for business, had an accident in the section ahead while driving on the road.

He had to change the route and went differently. Logically speaking, he walked this road countless times, but unexpectedly, the car navigation gave him a road he had never driven before.

Following the navigation route, Lu Yun drove and the scenery outside the car was pleasant.

I accidentally saw the ancient temple hidden in the mountains and forests. Maybe the scenery was so beautiful. On a whim, I stopped to head towards the ancient temple in Shanzhong.

After not exercising for a long time, Lu Yun was exhausted and panting during the climbing. For a young man like him, such a 25-year-old, his physical strength was really unreasonable.

But as a social animal, even sleep time cannot be guaranteed. To some extent, a weak state like him is what most ordinary people should be today.

At this moment, Lu Yun continued to climb along the mountain road, with ancient trees towering in the mountains, lush forests and bamboos all the way, and beautiful scenery.

Not long after, the mountain turned around and came to an ancient temple.

After observing, I found that this place is born with wind and energy, and has the power of dragons and tigers. It is an unknown ancient temple ruin.

The entire temple faces northwest and southeast, with green peaks and green formations forming a barrier.

Lu Yun's beautiful face was a little tired, and he breathed a sigh of relief: "Huh... it's finally here. This physical fitness is really bad. Even half of the time I went to school. It seems that I have to find a way to exercise in the future."

Lu Yun stayed outside the gate of the ancient temple ruins for a while and then walked slowly into the temple.

In the courtyard, there are thorns, bamboo shadows, and the stone path with moss is sad and quiet. As we walk, the dead branches and leaves keep making noises.

The broken tiles and ruins on the foundation of the wall can vaguely identify the scale of the ancient temple.

Walking and stopping, Lu Yun looked around, and when he reached a broken wall left behind, his eyes lit up and he secretly exclaimed: "Good work!"

I saw that on the broken wall, a painting of landscape splashing ink caught his attention.

He loved painting since elementary school, and was immediately attracted by the painting in front of him.

At this moment, Lu Yun involuntarily recalled learning painting when he was a child, and dreamed of becoming a painter and entrusting his feelings to the landscape.

But when I thought about it, I have chosen another path for employment and have become one of the thousands of social animals in this world. I feel a little sad.

Looking at this mural again, I don’t know who came from. The whole painting is transcendent and returns to the painting. I feel that the techniques are subtle and mysterious at a glance.

This painting is filled with thousands of rocks, white clouds in the mountains, clear springs and waterfalls, and the wood-headed door of the thatched cottage.

The skill of the painter is magical, with lines and coloring, rubbing, dots and dyeing, and the strokes are elegant and elegant, and the strokes are elegant and elegant.

Especially the thatched hut located in the mountain stream in the painting, looking from the window of the thatched hut, one person took a pen to paint in front of the desk, which added a wonderful taste of painting in the painting!

Lu Yun stared at the person in the painting with a few strokes.

Although there is only a blurry outline, the eyes can no longer be moved when you see it.

For some reason, the person in this painting gave Lu Yun an extremely real feeling.

Although it is vague, it makes people notice that the person in the painting exudes a faint ethereal temperament.

This made Lu Yun think of a word in his heart, immortal!

He often reads novels and naturally understands the so-called immortals, which is different from the popular description of immortals being full of fighting, blood, killing, and promotion.

The immortal in Lu Yun’s heart should be a free and free existence without being bound by all things; it should not change with the sun and the moon, and movement and stillness; there is no need to do anything to do, and it is free and free!

As described in the novel today, to become an immortal, you must first fight all the way, and you must calculate all the mechanisms and earn whatever skills you have, and you can earn them without stopping.

Then every day I have to fight with people and die...

Lu Yun doesn't like this so-called practice that he can't be idle for a moment.

The cultivation of immortality described in this book is nothing more than an upgraded copy of real life.

Isn’t it just that fame, fortune and fortune turn into magic weapons and pills, and status into a state of cultivation, and in the end it will still be swept to death.

In reality, you have already been cured by living, but as a result, you have to fight to death by practicing immortality. Lu Yun can't stand it!

If he was asked to go to such a cruel world, just talk about the matter, Lu Yun would be sure that he would definitely be the life of cannon fodder.

Looking at the free and carefree expression of the person in the painting, perhaps it was touching the scene, reminding him of his current situation of borrowing money.

I felt something and whispered in a low voice: "The people in the painting live in seclusion in the mountains and forests, enjoy themselves. As long as I can solve my food, clothing, housing and transportation, and surf the Internet, I will..."

As soon as he said that, Lu Yun laughed at himself, knowing that this was nothing more than his wishful thinking.

He has always had the idea of ​​retiring from childhood, and has crossed one threshold after another in his studies.

Now that I face the busy and busy life all day long or the right and wrong in the workplace, I always feel exhausted, and the thought of retiring will come up.

But Lu Yun also knew this and could only think about it. There was no way for him to be born as a human being, and he had long been firmly trapped by modern materialistic rules.

Borrowing money is too much to hide, but thinking about housing, education, medical care and even future pension is even more troublesome.

Now I can only pretend to turn a blind eye, drink a few bowls of chicken soup from time to time and hypnotize myself, and continue to grit my teeth and walk on.

Even if one day he can turn over, everything will not go well.

Anyway, he has met the boss of his company and has been servile from time to time for certain projects. It is not uncommon for him to be honest and enduring with a smile.

I can only say that in this era, there are very few people who are truly free from being controlled by others. Everyone has their own sufferings and know their own warmth and coldness.

Just as Lu Yun calmed down, he planned to change his gaze and go to another place to take a look.

suddenly!

The sound of the flute is ethereal, time stagnates, the bells are ringing, and the piano and flute are ringing harmoniously!

This sudden change made Lu Yun unexpectedly, and he couldn't help but widen his eyes!

Just because of this ancient music, it seems to be heard in the painting...

Lu Yun immediately looked at the mural in front of him. Everything in the painting was like a dream like a cloud, with a misty smoke, and a strange magic power that made him sink into his mind, as if his soul was taken away by the mural.

Before he knew it, Lu Yun seemed to be in the thatched cottage in the painting, and became another person, standing in front of the table with a sparse shadow in the window and splashing ink.

In his vision, he saw a hand holding a pen!

This hand holds the pen and draws, and no one can match it!

A series of exquisitely dyed paintings are vividly displayed on the paper, like a sudden glance of flowers, endless!

This hand seems to have the ups and downs of the world, see the disguised forms of hell, and paint all the beautiful beauties of the heavens, immortals and gods.

It is really a good hand of gods and men, exhausting all the power of creation!

This person's paintings in his hand seemed to be able to hear the breeze, see the white clouds, and scrub the vision of the landing clouds.

The strokes are drawn out like a dream, like a fantasy, like an immortal or a spirit, carved deep in his soul.

The unity of man and nature, forget both things and me, and unity of things and me, and the unbelievable mysterious insights linger in my heart!

Looking at the wonderful scene in front of him, Lu Yun was in a wonderful state of drunkenness, and his mind was filled with mysterious meanings.

It seems that someone deliberately told him what is the situation outside the painting when painting and what is the situation of clumsy and ugly.

It seems silent, but it really makes him understand the fantasy and mystery of the world, the scattered, the desolate, the cold, the elegance, the return to the natural state.

Lu Yun seemed to have lived in front of the mural for three lives, but it seemed that he had only one moment.

It was not until a coolness blew on his face that he woke up. Only then did he realize that his hands and feet were as cold as iron and his limbs were stiff.

The clothes were mottled and old, with beards on his face, his hair was scattered, and snow was covered on his shoulders.

Realizing that something was wrong, Lu Yun immediately looked around!

It was discovered that the scenery of the entire mountain, the once beautiful mountains and rivers were destroyed by the severe winter.

The decaying grass and withering sun are bleak and cold, the ice and snow cover the peaks and mountains, and they are covered with silver everywhere!

"What's going on? How did it turn from summer to winter in a blink of an eye?!

Could it be... I just stood there for several months, and I would not be able to die..."

The incredible scene in front of me, coupled with the idea of ​​dying, just emerged.

suddenly!

Lu Yun's brain began to fall into drowsy, and the only trace of temperature in his body passed quickly. Without waiting for him to react more, his body fell backwards.

I don’t know how long it took, maybe ten thousand years, or in a moment, Lu Yun slowly woke up.

I found myself lying in a thatched cottage, with only one table in the thatched cottage and straw mats were laid on the ground.

Lu Yun lay on the straw mat with his back on all sides, his limbs weak.

He tried his best to breathe, trying his best to move his limbs, but unfortunately he had little effect.

It feels like a nightmare, with a clear consciousness but indifferent body.

It was not until an hour later that his limbs gradually became conscious.

Lu Yun gritted his teeth and tried hard to mobilize his body, moving from his fingers to his entire arm a little bit.

After two hours, my body was finally able to move and I finally lie down halfway up.

Lu Yun subconsciously looked down at his body, wearing a blue Confucian dress. When he recalled his previous experience, he was secretly shocked and an idea came up.

"This...this...this isn't it just for wearing it!"

Lu Yun gritted his teeth and staggered up, carefully came to the window of the thatched cottage, and looked at the view outside the window.

I found that there was a small bridge and flowing water not far from the thatched hut, surrounded by mountains, and the clouds and mist were floating.

Lu Yun subconsciously swallowed his saliva just because everything in front of him looked too familiar.

After careful consideration, I suddenly realized that the area where he was located seemed to be the scene seen in the murals.
Chapter completed!