Writing and cutting

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It is impossible for a person to forget his name suddenly. A name is a code name and an identity affiliation, so the only explanation is that there is something wrong with this village.

The explorer squinted her eyes to observe each other's every move, secretly accumulating strength under her feet, and shifted her body's center of gravity to the right. As long as there was any disturbance, she could immediately turn around and sprint.

The other party looked down to see through all the explorer's thoughts, but she didn't say anything. She just looked at the explorer again. Her eyes moved very naturally. Compared with the explorer's eyes on the other party when he was talking, she was on guard. She moved her gaze subconsciously and did not target anyone. If the person present was not an explorer but someone else, she would still do the same.

"This is huangliang, you can call me a swordsman."

The swordsman put the sword in her hand behind her back, and she slowly approached the explorer, "What are you here for?"

"I..." the explorer thought carefully, "I'm here to find ancient relics..." But what relics are you looking for? Where are the relics of the Central Plains in the northwest.

The swordsman asked, "So, you are an archaeologist?"

"Archaeologist? No, I don't have papers."

"Oh." The swordsman squinted his eyes and nodded slowly, "Then it's the grave robber?"

The explorer frowned and said in disgust, "Don't put me together with those dirty, despicable, nasty, shameless villains who can do anything for money."

"Are you disgusted by tomb robbery? Most people don't feel so disgusted. These things have nothing to do with them. They just curse and spit at most." The swordsman said firmly, "You are engaged in history-related occupations, or have received a history education. "

The explorer had a complicated expression on his face, "Won't you slap your face if you jump to conclusions like this?"

The swordsman didn't answer, but a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.The explorer felt uncomfortable under her stare, shrugged his shoulders and said in compromise: "Fine. I studied history at university, and almost got into archeology."

The smile on the corner of the swordsman's mouth deepened, and the explorer could tell that it was a triumphant smile. She changed her voice and said, "However, I think you should call me an explorer more accurately."

The swordsman walked closer to her, and in just a few words, she saw that the explorer was standing in a completely relaxed posture.They are now within a safe distance, the swordsman stopped: "Are you not afraid of me now?"

The explorer's eyes instantly became vigilant, but in the eyes of the swordsman, this was not worth mentioning at all. It was no more a threat than a cat's meowing.

The swordsman smiled, and made an invitation gesture sideways: "If you don't mind, may I have the honor to introduce you?"

There was a sudden silence around me.Xu Shi raised his head uncomfortably for a moment, and met Gu Sheng's staring eyes, "Uh, you continue?"

"Continue to fart, Dad is finished!" Gu Sheng said irritably, "Where have you been deserting again! Can you put away your mobile phone and concentrate on listening to me!"

Xu Shi turned off the phone and put it in his pocket, with an innocent expression on his face: "I'm listening."

Gu Sheng: "..."

Hey, I'm so angry that I want to beat up, what's going on with this person in front of me?

Thoughts of explosive power turned around in my head, and finally I still feel distressed whether the other party's small body can resist it, "Forget it, what were you writing just now?" Gu Sheng stretched his neck and motioned for Xu Shi's cell phone in his pocket, "I want Just put it up and write it, you have to avoid the teacher when you are playing with your mobile phone in class? You are not afraid of cervical spondylosis."

Without hesitation, Xu Shi quickly took out her phone and unlocked it. The simple interface inside contained all the results of her desertion just now: "It's the story about the Northwest and the explorers I told you last time. I just had a sudden inspiration. "

Gu Sheng browsed quickly, "Isn't your name too casual? Swordsman and explorer...is this a lily?"

"I thought of the name at first, but the setting is like this. Huangliang is a paradise of peach blossoms. After entering Huangliang, things in the world will be automatically forgotten. Of course, the name bears the brunt."

Gu Sheng: "The setting is like this, but it's not because you are too lazy to name it."

Xu Shi made a grimace, but did not refute, "Actually, I'm not sure if this is Lily, I haven't even thought about how to write the character design, and the outline and the world view behind it don't exist." She scratched her head: "Anyway It's just a gimmick, I'm not even sure if I should post it or not."

Gu Sheng lowered his head to drink, and when he raised his head again, his expression suddenly became serious.

Xu Shi: "Gān?"

"What the fuck?"

"Why do you suddenly look at me like this? Say goodbye to your mother-in-law if you have something to say."

Gu Sheng: "...Okay. I have something I want to tell you for a long time..."

Xu Shi: "I don't like you."

Gu Sheng: "...Fuck off who said this, Dad Yuzhi, not to mention that you won't be blind even if you bend!"

Xu Shi: "Hahahaha I won't interrupt, you continue."

Gu Sheng: "What was I going to say just now... Oh, actually, I've always wanted to say, sometimes you don't put so much pressure on yourself, I don't want to interfere with your three-dimensional life, but in Two-dimensional, since you wear If you put on a vest, it doesn’t matter if you relax a few times occasionally. I remember when I first met you, you told me that writing essays was a very happy thing, and now I’m returning this sentence to you, writing essays is a very happy thing The whole story, from the characters to the world view to the direction of the story, is up to you alone. This is your text, your characters, and you only need to be responsible for them. Don’t stretch yourself too tightly. Write what you want to write, don’t cater to others against your heart and pain. A few years ago, you had to write something in order to let Changting know you before she didn’t know when she would quit the circle. Now you know , you have met her, you have been admitted to Boda University, there are so many people who like what you write, you have to loosen the strings. Write what you like, do what you want to do, your life Not for others."

The swordsman led the explorer into the village from the entrance of the village. There was a tall tree at the entrance of the village, with luxuriant foliage and flat and wide leaves. The specific tree species was not clear, but it was a subtropical or tropical species.

Seeing her staring at the tree, the swordsman came and took her hand, at first the arm, then slid down to grab the explorer's hand.

The explorer's body froze, and the opponent's hand was dry, soft, and boneless, which did not match her mysterious appearance holding the sword at all.

"In the yellow beam, everything is possible."

The explorer looked sideways: "And I forgot my name and purpose?"

"If you think about it carefully, you will find that the memories you used to take for granted are all sealed up in Huangliang, just like you are in the mist, everything around you will leave traces, but they are all It's vague."

"So, the mist is the yellow beams, and the traces around are the reality. I can only see the reality when I step out of the yellow beams?"

The swordsman smiled and said nothing, but the explorer knew that was the default meaning, so she turned around and left.

"where are you going?"

"Back to reality, remember my name and purpose."

"Remember, and then?" There was the sound of footsteps, just two or three steps behind.

The explorer stopped and turned back. The swordsman stood behind her.

"And keep doing what you were doing before I came."

The swordsman asked, "Does what you do make sense?"

"Whether it is meaningful or not, you will know after doing it."

"But if it doesn't make sense, wouldn't it be a waste of time?"

"The important thing is not the ending, but the process. What matters is how many roads I have walked, how many scenery I have seen and what I have learned." The explorer stopped in front of the stele, turned around and followed her The Swordsman, "The ending doesn't matter to me."