novelslam Chapter 291: In your imagination, what is the outside world?
Chapter 291: In your imagination, what is the outside world?
After the shock, the heavens and the world turned dull.
Not because of anything, just because this person is the Emperor Hongmeng.
After experiencing so many reincarnation pictures in previous lives, no matter what happened to Heavenly Emperor, they would not feel any surprise.
After all, the shock that Heavenly Emperor gave them before was much greater.
Past life screen.
The flying boat returned from the terminal once again.
It was now July, and the air was scorching hot, like throwing a person on an oven to burn.
When the flying boat flew up thousands of miles in the sky, the high wind blowing from the sky slightly weakened the heat.
The flying boat flies back and forth once a year.
In the early spring, Hui flew from the southern border area to the north.
As autumn approached, it flew back to the south from the north.
Like geese moving, spring swallows returning to their nests.
Along the way, pass through hundreds of cities.
Countless travelers went up and down, in and out, hurrying with each other.
There are various races that get along well with each other.
A year has passed over and over again.
Time passed quietly.
In the blink of an eye, Feizhou has traveled back and forth this route four times.
And Lin Shen has reached the age of twelve since he was eight years old when he got the guqin.
During these four years, Lin Shen felt his beloved guqin all day long and secretly played it in his secret space.
In that compartment, he played the guqin gently, and his thoughts drifted to a farther distance with the rhythm of freedom.
Every time, when he played the guqin, he was still on the flying boat.
But the soul has already drifted to other realms.
Floating to the snow-capped mountains, to a golden wheat field filled with the fragrance of wheat, to the green prairie.
He ran freely in his imagination, wanton his own soul in the Quartet.
His music does not have any routines, no fixed structure, wherever he thinks, where his soul floats, where is the rhythm.
But that's it, it still makes people feel like the sound of heaven.
Twelve years old, he is twelve years old this year.
Occasionally in the middle of the night, he would still hold the guqin and come to the arched window in the corridor to look at the outside world.
Seeing the forests below, looking at the curved river below, and the vast land, there was a needle-piercing look in his eyes.
However, for twelve years, he has never stepped out of the flying boat.
He didn't dare to go down, looking down, there was a sense of strangeness.
"In the outside world, there are flowers, trees, and all kinds of small animals, which are full of vitality. They all say that the outside is very good." "
"How are these trees rooted below me different from myself?
"When you touch it, do you feel anything?
Lin Shen thought carefully.
Involuntarily, he touched the guqin in his hand.
At this time, the long, slender and slender fingers gently stroked the strings, and a trembling sound came out leisurely.
Music, with his free soaring, went down to a place he had never been to.
At this moment, he is free, even if his body is in the flying boat, his soul has already reached the earth.
Someone passing by, looking at this youthful youth with fair skin than snow, holding a guqin, they couldn't help but stay for a while.
This picture is really beautiful and makes people feel that they are not in a journey.
It's just that the violin played by the young man at this time was so small that they couldn't hear it clearly.
But that didn't stop them from marveling at the young man's beautiful appearance.
After a few more glances, they still went their separate ways.
Of course, there were also people who stopped and stopped, looking at the boy's sloppy eyes looking out the window, and stopped beside the boy curiously.
After watching it for a while and finding that there is nothing special, they will leave boringly.
There are also people who talk a lot and want to find someone to chat with.
They stood by Lin Shen's side, talking about the outside world, what they had seen and heard, and what they had seen.
The old man of my family, how was it...
This large mountain range has a background. I heard that the Liyang Empire and the Buluo Empire fought decisively in this mountain range and collapsed...
I once had a pet beast, it took me to gallop in the wild, across the four seas...
Back then, on the bridge below, I met the person I love the most, and I gave her the ice flowers that were picked from the snow-capped mountains...
Many, many people have told stories around Lin Shen.
Even if Lin Shen just stayed by the side without giving them any response, they would never get tired of it.
It seems that talking beside Lin Shen is a very enjoyable thing.
In other words, it is a great pleasure to know Lin Shen, a person with outstanding demeanor and refined temperament.
No way, handsome, just so attractive.
It is also because of this that although Lin Shen has not disembarked.
But from the mouths of others (well, okay), I also know a lot of things on the earth.
He thinks sometimes.
Do you want to go down and take a look at the fake.
He is also very tempted to listen to the splendid life of others.
Since then, in addition to playing the piano, he has a hobby of listening to other people's stories.
I want to hear other people talk, chat and tell stories.
You can't stay in your own secret base every day.
must come out.
He began to gradually appear in the cabin, holding the guqin and watching the travelers coming and going.
listen to them.
Or, imagine what kind of person this traveler is, what background, what story, and what happened to him.
His spiritual world is therefore colorful.