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Wandering Scholar of the Hidden Realm

"What is this place?" "Perhaps... it's the River of Forgetfulness..." "Who are you?" "I am Impermanence..." "I have never heard of Impermanence in this world." "From now on... I am." Passing the River of Forgetfulness, thoughts linger on the other shore. Obtained among the living, also returned to the living. Su Mo woke up not as his past self, entered the capital for the imperial examination, and unexpectedly entered the realm of immortals, gaining the power of traversing the realms. With the power of traversing the realms, he laid out his path to immortality. However, Su Mo cannot see clearly the truth of this world..."

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I quit studying.

Give birth to... Without a conscience, death... Worthy of heaven and earth...

"Ha ha... Ha ha ha..." A terrible laugh came from the woman's mouth, and the woman bowed her head, her shoulders trembled, and tears streamed down her cheeks.

"I'm just trying to help you!" Su Mo said.

"But you don't know anything, so why are you helping me?" The woman looked into Su Mo's eyes and asked in a low voice.

"Because of the way you look, you look like you need help!" Su Mo looked at the swaddling blanket in the woman's arms, which was quiet.

"Do you know why there is no one out in this vast street except you?" The woman gave a sad laugh.

Su Mo looked around, the big street is empty, clearly... Look bitter, here is not the street of the past life after all.

"What's going on?" Su Mo asked.

"If I have told you, it will do you no good, go back..." The woman saw Su Mo's kindness and did not want to harm him.

"I... Just trying to help you." Su Mo sinks the sound channel.

"Do you know what you're facing by helping me?" The woman left blood and tears, this spring cold wind and rain cool let her tremble.

Su Mo shook his head... He doesn't know. All he knows is that he wants to come forward. In a previous life, he would not be alone in the streets...

"It will destroy you!" The woman's voice was awe-inspiring, and she wanted the kind scholar in front of her to hurry away... We've only met before. It's not his problem.

Su Mo looked into the woman's eyes. Her messy hair covered her face, revealing only her two eyes.

The despair in the eyes, the pain, the pathos, the grief, and the quiet swaddling clothes in the woman's arms let Su Mo can not move his feet.

"I..." Su Mo thought of a past life and repeated in a low voice, "Just want to help you....."

"Never met anyone like you..." The woman said in a low and mad voice, "This is the way of the world, human life is worthless." What is my misery to you?"

"And you want to put yourself out of your control for some random passerby? For what?"

Why?

Su Mo silence...

He came to this world for several months, all the way to the capital, to see the cruelty of the world...

There are homeless people fighting each other over half a steamed bun stained with blood.

There was a fairy who killed a mortal girl in conversation, just for her beautiful eyes.

In order to cover up their own crimes, some officials put the whole family of the victim litigants in prison and killed them.

There are gentry and magnate dogs to bite begging children, just for fun.

This world... There is no justice!

Su Mo all the way, all the way to see... Think of yourself only as a spectator.

But he is not from this world after all, he comes from a rich and strong democratic lovely place.

It's a place where people follow the rules and take life as a matter of life.

A place where people who do wrong are judged and punished.

There are rich and poor people in that place, but each has its own happiness.

It's not perfect, but it's constantly improving.

The people there are compassionate, rich and sympathetic. Although they cannot cultivate, they can still be very powerful.

He grew up in that environment, protected by the rules of that environment.

For the rules of this world, do not understand, do not get used to seeing, do not dare to speak up, do not dare to intervene.

Repressed, repressed...

Finally, under the posture of the woman kneeling down with blood and screaming, Su Mo could not suppress the outbreak.

He was still of that world, compassionate and sympathetic...

Why?

Because, not used to seeing... So, it is difficult to smooth!

Also as a careful living ordinary people, but just feel the same.

It's hard to calm down, so you want to fight.

With insignificant will, resist the rules of this world...

This shit world...

"In order to... Even my mind!" Su Mo said.

The woman raised her head again and looked at Sumo.

"Never met anyone like you..."

"You're not like them... You're not like us..." The woman murmured and stood up.

The woman turned...

Su Mo trembled as if struck by lightning.

Su Mo saw... There was an arrow in the back of the woman's heart, through the chest, straight into the swaddling baby!

The baby in the swaddle was already dead.

The dark red blood flowed out between the woman and the swaddling clothes in her arms, and was washed away on the ground by the rain, becoming pale...

The woman is a spent force...

"You can't help me, go back... Go back..." The woman took her step, step by step... Head out into the street.

She wants to stay away from Su Mo, she does not want to involve this different from the world, kind and compassionate, green and immature scholar, "you are too weak, weak without wind."

"When you are strong, if you still remember what happened today, if it is still difficult to calm.... But west of town... Look at the courtyard with red walls and white tiles..."

The woman, holding the lifeless swaddling clothes in her arms, staggered step by step toward the street. Each step left a bloody footprint, which was quickly washed away by the rain.

Su Mo was stiff and expressionless. Rain beating face, into the mouth, actually some salty bitter...

Every step the woman took was like stepping on the soul from another world in Sumo's body.

He can't save her!

It's like losing the war before we even set out.

The fire of resistance that had just been kindled was like a basin of cold water.

The ice cuts to the bone and hurts.

The woman dragged the broken body, went to the street, turned into the corner, disappeared...

Su Mo suddenly like a dream...

After a long time, a line of black-robed men appeared, armed with swords, searching around, and finally pulled out two bodies from the street corner.

Two dead bodies, like an indictment of the inhumanity of the world.

The black robed men left, dragging two bodies, like they didn't want to stay on the street too long.

From the beginning to the end, never looked at Su Mo.

Su Mo is just an ant in their eyes... An ant has nothing to do with the big picture.

The wind and rain are bigger, beating Su Mo is not strong body.

...

On the top of the ship, Luo Yin stood at the window. The wind and rain came through the window, wetting Luo Yin's dress.

Behind the servant girl, anxious to persuade her to leave the windowsill.

But she looked confused looking at the street against the wind and rain thin figure.

She saw it when the woman took the baby to the street, and with just one look, she knew that the woman could not live. The arrow pierced the woman and the swaddling clothes in her arms. The baby was dead, and the woman was a spent force; no one could save her.

Things were too much for her to do anything.

And Su Mo's appearance and words let her have some confusion.

From beginning to end, Su Mo did not say a few words. When the world was watching, only he came out.

The woman said she had never seen anyone like him; he was not like us...

He seems to have something different in his heart than we do, and he is not broad in his mind, even with... People!

We weigh the pros and cons, and he wants a fair deal!

The music of the flute, the scroll of calligraphy and painting, this heart.

What kind of person are you... The confusion in Luo Yin's eyes lingered for a long time.

...

Full moon peak, observation platform.

Dean negative hand to see the capital, look calm, do not know what to think.

A picture lay quietly on a stone table behind him.

The wind and rain blew into the observation platform, blowing the dean's white robes, but not touching a cent.

"Dean, what are you looking at?" Red dress rain unclear so, some helplessly asked.

After taking back the calligraphy and painting, the dean did not speak, but quietly looked at the huge capital. Mochizuki Mountain is so high that you can see the whole capital.

It's just what the dean sees. She can't see it.

After a long time, the dean looked up at the sky, as if he could see through the clouds and rain, straight into the world.

'Has something happened? Are you calculating the odds?" Dean's action let Gu Yu a leng, dean has been a long time no divination machine.

"This is a mess. We can't see far." With a sigh, the dean turned around and looked at the calligraphy and painting lying on the stone table.

"What?" Gu Yu doesn't understand... Old Silver pen, he talks a lot.

"How about I find you a little brother?" The dean asked suddenly, instead of answering directly.

Gu Yu eyes a bright, but immediately dim down, dean of the eyes have always been bad, are looking for freaks.

"Can we find a normal person to be our apprentice?" Gu Yu some doubt asked.

The dean continued to turn his head to look down the hill to the capital: "This little master brother, you will like it."

"When?" Gu Yu happy unceasingly.

I don't know why, she suddenly remembered Su Mo... It would be good if small Su Su were a younger brother, let him play the flute and paint... every day Too bad he's a regular guy.

"Go to the west of town tomorrow night at midnight and bring him back. Remember, other than that, stay out of the world!" Dean said, a look back to see Gu Yu red flapping, under the rain is anxious to run down the mountain.

Dean helpless wave, an invisible force to the impulse Gu Yu detention back.

"I said, tomorrow morning!"

'Oh! Gu Yu urged dejected, turned to one side of the academy attic, to find a few other brothers.

Dean turned back to look at the picture lying on the stone table, mumbling.

"This is the world, if you want to change, be strong!"

...

Wind and rain merciless, beating Su Mo, cold wind, cold rain biting.

Su Mo in the wind and rain, silent... Brewing... A great fire was kindled in my heart.

This shit world...

Little girl do not know when came to Su Mo's side.

In the rain... The little girl caught Su Mo's trembling hand and remained silent.

One big and one small figure, looking weak and helpless in the storm.

Just stand there... Stood for a long time...

"Girl..." Su Mo gently shouted, her voice choked.

"Huh?" Little girl looked up at Su Mo, a little at a loss, she had never seen Su Mo like this.

'I don't want to read! Su Mo looked up and said.

"HMMM! Little girl only Su Mo from.

"After the ceremony, let's leave!"

'Good!

"Until then..." Su Mo looked to the west of the city, "I have one more thing to do..."

I want to see the west side of the city, just check... These two lives, in front of Su Mo close distance passing away.

Su Mo wants to know... Why?

The woman raised her head to the sky and screamed in despair... But tell Su Mo to mind his own business!

When you're strong?

But I don't wanna wait...

A man who grows flowers, does not cultivate... Can also be very powerful!