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Chapter 279 Life is like a dream

"Master, Master, what's wrong with you? Master!"

Hearing Duan Biao's call, Jiang Lie opened his eyes in a daze, felt the afterglow of the sunset, and he calmed down for a while before he recovered. He saw himself lying on the ground with the quilt, all over,

It's still steaming.

It was not until this time that Jiang Lie's brain gradually became clear, and he realized that everything that had just happened was just a dream that was both ethereal and real.

Jiang Lie slowly stood up, picked up the messy quilt and threw it on the bed, and secretly became ecstatic.

Duan Biao asked, "Master, are you having a nightmare or what's wrong? I heard you yelling here outside. I don't know what the situation is, so I quickly pushed the door and saw you only.

Lying on the ground, he seemed to be confused, his face was covered in ferociousness, and he looked a little angry and a little painful."

Jiang Lie smiled awkwardly and thought, "The person in the dream is really stupider than in reality. I can't realize that so many explicit hints are actually a dream. Now think about it carefully, this dream is unavoidable.

It's too fake, right?"

After careful consideration, Jiang Lie really discovered that every detail in this dream revealed flaws.

Even if the Xiang army suddenly surrendered for no reason, it would be impossible for all the garrisons to withdraw from Qiuqiu Kingdom so quickly, and it would be even more impossible for Ruan Lei and Wang Luoyin to make an appointment in advance and meet together to come over.

Even if the Elephant Army surrenders one day and the war is over, the soldiers will certainly celebrate warmly, but it is absolutely impossible to set off fireworks and firecrackers. After all, in this era, gunpowder has never appeared in the bone-eroding continent.

Things that happened after meeting Yuan Guocai halfway through is even more unrealistic. Jiang Lie thought about it now. When facing Yang Nengyan took out a Qinglong Yanyue Sword, when facing a group of people falling from the sky, Xu Youzhi had the courage to refute Yuan Guocai.

It was a bit strange that there was no suspicion at all.

However, the same person's state in reality and in dreams is always completely different, and the self in reality often cannot understand the self in dreams.

Jiang Lie couldn't help but think of the famous story of "Zhuang Zhou Dreaming Butterfly", sat on the bed and sighed: "Brother Biao, I'll tell you a story, please listen carefully. A long time ago, there was a person whose surname was Zhuang, and everyone else was

My sons affectionately called him Zhuangzi. One night when he was sleeping, he had a dream, dreaming that he was a flying butterfly. The dream was very real, so he asked such a question after he woke up.

Is it Zhuangzi dreaming that he turned into a butterfly, or is it a butterfly dreaming that he turned into a Zhuangzi?"

After hearing this, Duan Biao stood there in a daze. He was a very layman for such non-military philosophical issues. He was stunned for a while and asked, "Butterflies dream, that's a butterfly's business, and they have something to do with people.

What's the relationship?"

Jiang Lie scratched his head and reorganized the language: "Then let's not talk about butterflies anymore. Just talk about the matter and just talk about myself, okay? I had a dream myself, in which I put the emperor, that's ours.

Emperor Shengfan, I killed him. Before killing him, I killed the old eunuch Yang Nengyan. Do you think this is a dream, or is it in a dream now?"

Duan Biao also knew a little about the grudges between Jiang Lie and Yuan Guocai. He could see that Jiang Lie regarded Yuan Guocai as a thorn in his eyes and was also regarded as a thorn in his eyes by Yuan Guocai, so Jiang Lie told these truthfully without outsiders.

, there is no taboo.

Duan Biao looked around for a while, sat next to Jiang Lie, laughed twice, and whispered: "Master, I just don't listen to you, either you don't listen to the emperor.

Yes. You must hope that the dream you just had was real, right? But I must tell you clearly that it is a pity that it was just a dream. The reality is that the emperor is still living well in the Divine Lion City.”

"Haha, it's true, but you don't understand what I mean." Jiang Lie smiled bitterly, "Is it possible that the dream I just had was a dream, and the so-called 'reality' is just a dream, there is a dream in the dream.

Dreams are linked together, illusory, and looming."

The reason for this feeling is that Jiang Lie began to suspect that he had not woken up completely at this time.

Jiang Lie has confirmed that everything that has just happened is a dream, because there are too many illogical things and too many things that go against common sense, so everything will not happen in reality.

However, when you think about it from another perspective, the reality that Jiang Lie recognized now is that he is a fire-controller, able to set fires, and can also control the fire he emits intently. Such a skill can only appear in the world before he traveled through this.

In fantasy novels, as for the old turtle, the dragon clan, the tiger spirit, and all kinds of monsters and snakes, put into the world of the previous life, it sounds like a magic weapon such as the anti-beast ball, the water-avoiding ball, the scale jade bracelet, etc.

It's more like a means used by liars to brag when coaxing the elderly.

If it were not impossible for Jiang Lie to experience the old turtle from the moment he first saw it until now, everything Jiang Lie has experienced is just a long and real dream.

Jiang Lie looked at the purple-red clouds outside the window and thought, "So what about reality? So what about dreams? Anyway, life is like a dream, dreams are like life. From birth to death, everyone's life will be born and die.

Dust is just a waste, and the difference between life and a dream may be just the length of time. The Bone-Erosion Continent is like a fabricated place, but everything I have experienced on the Bone-Erosion Continent is a sight to see.

It can be seen, touched, colored and tasted. Everyone in this world, not only people, but also demons and monsters, are so flesh and blood that they can truly feel the existence of their souls."

Seeing that Jiang Lie was in a daze, Duan Biao couldn't bear to disturb him, but after hesitating for a moment, he still reached out and shook his hand in front of Jiang Lie's eyes: "Master, do you still have to sleep?"

Jiang Lie came to his senses and asked, "How long have I been sleeping?"

Duan Biao pointed to the dusk scenery outside the window: "It didn't take long to sleep from early morning to evening."

Jiang Lie rubbed his face, got up and stretched his muscles and bones: "I've had enough sleep, and if I go to bed, I'll have to fall asleep stupidly. Get up!"

"I'll go and have someone prepare some food for you." Duan Biao said and left the room.

Jiang Lie put on his clothes, put on the Pingxue Sword, walked to the door of the house, took a deep breath and let out a breath, and couldn't help but recall the scene in the dream again, and couldn't help laughing.

Involuntarily, Jiang Lie whispered: "The river goes east, the waves wash away, and the eternal heroes. To the west of the old building, the humanity is the Red Cliff of Zhou Lang of the Three Kingdoms. The rocks penetrate the sky, the waves slam the shore, and thousands of snow are rolled up

.The country is like a painting, and there are so many heroes at the moment. I remember Gongjin back then, when Xiao Qiao first got married, she was so handsome and handsome. She was a feather fan and a scarpment. She was so sad that she was so sad that she could be laughed at me. She was born with a beautiful hair. Life was like a dream.

, a bottle of wine poured the moon in the river."

"Master, are you reading poetry?" Ji Cheng suddenly appeared and scared Jiang Lie.

Jiang Lie smiled and said, "This is not a poem, this is called a lyric."

"Ci?" Ji Cheng asked, "What is Ci? Is there any difference between poetry?"

If it were in high school, Jiang Lie would have been able to answer Ji Cheng in a serene way of explaining what poetry is, what lyrics are, what is the difference between poetry, and how to judge whether it is poetry or lyrics. But after many years, Jiang Lie will not say it.

I forgot these basic concepts completely, but I also forgot them all.

So Jiang Lie had to respond vaguely: "This word is not essentially different from poetry. Poetry is like a pair of twin brothers. It cannot be said that there is no difference, but it is basically the same, just like you and your younger brother.

, almost the same." (This is purely Jiang Lie’s rumor, not serious science, so it should not be taken seriously)

Ji Cheng was fooled by Jiang Lie, and he suddenly realized: "That's a poem. I have never read a book, never memorized a poem, and I can't understand what this poem means or what emotions it expresses, but I

I just feel that this poem is so nice and very impressive.”

Jiang Lie didn't expect that his casual thought would bring Ji Cheng such an extraordinary subjective feeling, but it seemed not surprising that he thought about it again. After all, this song "Nian Nujiao: The Ancients of Chibi" is a masterpiece by the famous writer Mr. Su Dongpo.

Those who can be selected into textbooks will inevitably have the majestic momentum that even illiterate people can appreciate.

"What exactly does this poem mean? In fact, based on my literary attainments, I still cannot understand it thoroughly. I only feel that one sentence makes sense." Jiang Lie smiled, "Life is like a dream."

Ji Cheng murmured to himself for a moment and raised his doubts: "Life is like a dream? Everyone has dreams, and sooner or later they will wake up from the dream. If life is a dream, then what will you face when you wake up?"

Jiang Lie said to himself in his heart: "Although Ji Cheng's philosophical thoughts are not comparable to Lei Zi, they are really much better than Brother Biao. It will always be clear to ask you to do this.

choose."

After thinking for a while, Jiang Lie replied: "If life is just a dream, then the dream we have in this dream may be a real reality, but this kind of dream in the dream is just a flash in the pan, perhaps the so-called

Death is the real dream of waking up. It is also true that one lives for a lifetime. Some people live long, that is a long dream, and some people live short, that is a short dream. Some people live happily all their lives, that is a beautiful dream, but some people do

If you live a miserable life and worry, you will have a nightmare.”

Ji Cheng thought Jiang Lie’s words were very reasonable, so he nodded repeatedly: “Master, do you think what you are dreaming of is a beautiful dream or a nightmare?”

Jiang Lie smiled slightly: "I am only in my twenties, how many insights can I have? Who knows what variables will appear in the future? As of now, it seems difficult to judge. If it is a beautiful dream, I will devote myself to it.

In war, it seems that it is not very beautiful to live on the belt every day. On the other hand, if it is a nightmare, I am a marquis in the Divine Lion Kingdom and have a yellow jacket given by the emperor.

There is a mansion, a BMW, a sword, or a prince-in-law. Who is my wife sacred, do you know?"

Ji Cheng only knew that Jiang Lie was the commander of the Royal Lion Flame Army of the Divine Lion Army. He knew that he had a great status in the Divine Lion Kingdom, but he knew nothing about his family situation, so he shook his head.

Jiang Lie smiled and said, "Zhujing is the niece of the late emperor of the Divine Lion Kingdom, Yi Zhong, Princess Mu Mu, one of the best beauty in the Divine Lion City with both virtue and ability!"

Ji Cheng joked: "Then you are a beautiful dream!"

Jiang Lie restrained his smile and said seriously: "It's not just a dream, but I think my life is like a book, like a novel, a fascinating fantasy novel, with a lot of ups and downs, both sour and sour.

Sweet, bitter and spicy.”

[Note: This chapter seems to be watery because it has nothing to do with the main plot. However, writing these contents is not meaninglessly filled with water. It is intended to fight and kill, calm down and think carefully about some common but worth thinking about.
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