C4 Because of Dreams

I vaguely remember the endless mountains.

It was late autumn, and the mountain range was a complete mess. The autumn wind turned into a golden ocean.

The wind was getting more and more urgent. Countless leaves flew in the wind, and the leaves broke away from the branches and flew into the sky. Like a bird that had escaped from its cage, it could not wait to fly higher and farther.

"Pata!"

A rain bead fell from the sky and hit the leaves.

The dead leaf paused, and the rain bead soaked its entire body through its stem and veins.

The wind was getting more and more intense, and the dead leaf was unwilling to fall just like that. It dragged its obviously heavy body and continued flying towards the freedom it desired.

"Pata!"

Another rain bead hit its body.

"Pata! Pata!"

More and more rain pearls appeared, like a huge net that covered the sky. The dried leaves were eventually caught by the net.

Like a grain of sand falling into the desert; a grain of rain falling into the sea. It was ordinary and unremarkable, so it was only natural.

Withered leaves fell to the ground and eventually turned into mud.

The rain became more and more rapid, and soon, the path was covered in mud.

"Pata. . . Pata. . . "

It was the sound of boots trampling mud. A row of footprints appeared on the path between the mountains, but it was quickly washed away by the new rain.

The footsteps were neither fast nor slow. The monotonous and sticky footsteps seemed to be composed of a moving song together with the sound of rain.

At the end of the footsteps was a small house built by Southern Bamboo.

An old man sat under the bamboo house.

The old man didn't seem too old, because his skin was still shiny, full of vitality and vitality. However, his grayish-white hair, the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes and forehead, and the white beard hanging down to his chest all indicated that he was really old, really very old.

The old man was wearing a black gentleman's attire, and he was holding a black ruler in his hand.

He was not only old, but also a gentleman. The old man was really an old gentleman.

"Sir"

Chu Zhao bowed respectfully to the old man. He walked into the bamboo roof and hung his cloak and bamboo hat on the side. He sat down next to the old man with his legs crossed.

The two of them sat quietly, looking at the falling leaves, not saying a word.

The water in the courtyard had already gone deep, and the reflection had been crushed by the new rain.

Finally, the autumn wind took away the dark clouds, and the setting sun hung in the sky again, illuminating a rainbow.

"I was thinking, why are the raindrops round?" Chu Zhao looked at the rainbow and said absentmindedly.

The old man looked at the reflection in the water. There was also a sunset and a rainbow in the reflection. The sunset was beautiful, and the rainbow was beautiful.

"You always like to play with snow in winter. Grabbing the snow in your hand and kneading it, you make it into a snowball. "

Chu Zhao turned around and said in puzzlement, "But sometimes I accidentally scatter the snowball. "

The old man was still looking at his reflection and smiled. He thought for a while and said, "Butcher Zhang and Butcher Li both make a living by killing livestock. But when Butcher Zhang kills, It's always very fast because he always cuts off the joints of the livestock. The method is very important "

"However, even Butcher Zhang can't guarantee that every cut won't be wrong!"

The remaining drop of rain from the tree fell, creating a circle of ripples in the pool, crushing the beautiful reflection in the pool. The old man turned around and looked at Chu Zhao.

"The horse hunters and Hunter Qii are good hunters. When they hunt, they can only shoot the eyes of beasts and not their fur. The horse hunters can do this seven times out of ten times, but Hunter Qii can do it nine times. Then if you have enough ability, you may not miss your arrows. "

Chu Zhao's eyes shone with a strange light, and he said in surprise," You mean to say that there is such an ability in this world? "

The old man stroked his white beard and smiled. "I don't know if the heavens have such an ability. He is too far away from us. Many people spend their entire lives trying to get close to him, even if it is just a little bit. "

"I see!" Chu Zhao looked up at the sky and asked, "How can we get close to him?"

The old man looked up and narrowed his eyes. He pointed to the dark sky and said, "More than 20 years ago, a king built a tall building, which is the highest place in this world. "

Chu Zhao's expressionless face suddenly lit up. He asked with longing, "Heaven Reaching Path?"

The old man's expression suddenly fell, and even his voice became a little low. "Heaven Reaching Path, climb to the top of the clouds, step on the clouds? Climbing to the end of the mountain is a joke. "

Chu Zhao said seriously, "In the Legend of Zhao Wu, the former Emperor of Zhao Wu was a man of great talent and great foresight, and he created a peaceful era that his ancestors had never experienced before. The country was rich and strong, and the people were healthy. He was praised and praised by the world. "

"Later, a scholar from an arrogant dynasty came to see the emperor. He asked the emperor, His Majesty is a man of great talent and great wisdom. He is a king that is rarely seen in the ancient times. I just don't know if his achievements can be compared to the heavens. After hearing this, the Son of Heaven thought about comparing himself to the heavens. Proposing the 'Fang Tian' plan, forcefully conquering all the strong men in the world to build the 'Star Picking Tower'. Each family needed a man between 13 and 60 years of age to apply; the wealthy villagers could waive the recruitment if they donated all their property; if there were no men in the family, then all the women between 14 and 40 years of age needed to apply; if there were two women in the family who wanted to apply. . . If there are no men in the family, then all the women in the family need to apply for military service. "

"At that time, the one in charge of building the Star Picking Tower was Liu Zilu, the world's number one butcher. He recruited a total of 14,550 thousand people, of which 11 million were male, and 3. 550 million were female. The entire project took a total of 39 years, and the Starseizing Tower that was built was 3,000 meters tall and had a circumference of 100 kilometers. It was an unparalleled skyscraper that had existed since ancient times, and it was later renamed 'Heaven Stepping Tavern '. "

Hearing Chu Zhao's narration, the old man's eyes became cloudy and his voice was a little hoarse as he said, "Originally, I thought that it could be compared to the sky and the stars and the moon, but in the end, I realized that it was just an empty talk. Sky Trampler? Above the clouds was still the clouds, and what looked up was still the stars. Calling it 'Heaven Stepping Tavern ' is just an extravagant hope. "

" Then. . . Wouldn't the skyscrapers built by the entire country have no meaning at all? "

The old man looked at Chu Zhao in a serious manner.

"Meaning? Life is only a hundred years, and it's hard to escape death in the end. Then why do I have to pass this hurried hundred years? Humans only live for hope. If there is hope, then there is meaning!"

" Hope? What is a person's hope?"

"People who are going to starve wish to have a full meal; homeless people hope to have a house, marry a wife, and have a few children; people who don't have to worry about food and clothing, who have all their ambitions, hope to find a goal that will ignite their hope again. Life does not stop, and hope will never stop. "

The old man looked at Chu Zhao and asked," What is your hope? "

Chu Zhao turned his head and thought seriously. He looked into the old man's eyes and said, "I hope you can praise me. " He continued with sincerity, "I want to taste the wine made by Uncle Zaojiu. His wine could smell the fragrance of the wine from far away, but he just didn't want me to drink it. He also hoped to meet an injured pheasant when he went down the mountain later. This way, we won't have to hunt and eat roast chicken at night. "

Chu Zhao lowered his head in embarrassment and said shyly," I hope so. There are still many, many. I don't think I can finish even if you give me an entire day. "

The old man looked at Chu Zhao with a loving smile on his face. He remembered when he was young. He sighed slowly and said, "The truth is that I want you to say it for the rest of your life. You may not be able to tell me everything you want, but when you get something. . . Or when you reach a goal, you will always have this thought in your heart: Can things be better? Do you have a higher goal? These are 'hopes', and they are also the reason why we are still alive. "

" Hopefully, it can be a gust of hot summer wind, or a rope on the edge of a cliff, or you can look up and see the scenery up there. "

The old man looked at Chu Zhao with expectation and said, "I hope it can be ordinary, and hope can also be great, but only the intertwining of ordinary and great is wonderful. Then, do you have great hope? "

Chu Zhao was a little puzzled, and he frowned slightly.

"You. . . Want me to go?" Chu Zhao pointed into the distance.

The old man's figure suddenly bent a little. He coughed a few times and said, "Heaven Stepping Tavern is the greatest project in the world. It is the tallest building in the world. Standing at the top of Heaven Stepping Tavern , you can look down on the whole world!"

His voice was a little weak, but his words were still powerful, like an oath during a war.

"Then I must go and take a look!" Chu Zhao stood up and looked at the fading rainbow in the sky. His eyes were shining brightly.

"You can't go!" The teacher shook his head and said softly.

Chu Zhao turned around and asked, What? "Why?"

He thought he would hear his teacher's encouragement, but he didn't expect his hope to disappear like a bubble. Since he didn't want him to go, why did he need to tell him so much about the Heaven Stepping Tavern ?

The sun gradually set, and the rainbow had already disappeared. When the last ray of sunlight was swallowed by the darkness, his teacher finally spoke.

"Because you're too weak. Perhaps only your senior brother can give it a try. "

A look of despair flashed across Chu Zhao's eyes.

The word "senior brother" was like a heavy burden pressing down on him.

Mister was not an ordinary person. Not only was he knowledgeable, he was also a cultivator.

Mister had many disciples. He gave his knowledge to all disciples without holding anything back, but in the path of cultivation, he only taught his senior brother.

In the words of the teacher, the path of cultivation was full of ups and downs. Only those with great wisdom and great perseverance could dabble in it. Only those with extraordinary talent could obtain it.

Chu Zhao had both qualities of wisdom and perseverance, but the word 'natural talent' caused Chu Zhao to stop at the door of cultivation.

"Without the support of strength, no matter how strong your willpower and wisdom are, you will die on the path of Heaven Reaching Path. " The mister looked at Chu Zhao with a burning gaze and continued, "No one can surpass it. You can't do that either. "

The mister's words announced Chu Zhao's death sentence.

The world of night was filled with cold darkness.

It was only when dawn arrived that the sunlight dispersed the darkness.

Under the sunlight, one could see concerned faces.

"He's awake! He's awake!"

There was a commotion in the crowd, and strange smiles appeared on these unfamiliar faces.

Chu Zhao looked at the black line and thought in his heart, Sir, I can definitely prove it to you!