Ye Shangxian, eat well and drink well! [Mountains and rivers x food language]

Ye Baiyi is actually not the type to be bullied. Xiao Yi's behavior of stroking a tiger's beard is equivalent to testing on the verge of a volcanic eruption.

Because she had menstruation, she was confident, knowing that Ye Baiyi would not dare to pick this time to belittle her, he is a doctor after all.

Ye Baiyi is proficient at driving now. Once he gets annoyed, many things can't be stopped at all. It takes a moment to wipe it off. For Xiaoyi, it's only a month. Be fearless.

Enjoy watching the expression of an old rogue breaking down.

Ye Baiyi looked at her sullenly for a long time, but finally felt that he had to restrain himself.

Some things don't end well at the beginning, and it is himself who is uncomfortable.

"..." Ye Baiyi frowned and sat back on the bed, adjusted his breath, crossed his legs and continued to form pills.

Xiaoyi guarded him with her chin propped up, her expression became serious.

If he shows signs of becoming mad, she will try to rescue him immediately.

……

Xiaoyi and Ye Baiyi are flirting and flirting in the world, traveling and cultivating at the same time, living a life like a fairy.

Their lives are extremely happy, but the biggest distress is actually contraceptive measures.

Even the dragon's back can't hinder their good mood, because it will be tamed soon.

But within the Nine Heavens Sang Land, there was a turmoil, and the vegetation was full of soldiers. It was a completely different atmosphere.

Xiaoyi has been sneaking out for about a week. All the soul eaters know about it, but Yizhi, the god of cooker, doesn't know.No one dared to tell Yi Zhi about this.

Xiaoyi's behavior is equivalent to elopement, and she is still with a mortal, a mortal with a three-year lifespan.

...I feel that the old father, Yi Zhen, will really be furious and raise his hand to destroy a manor.

For the sake of peace and stability in Kongsang's world, Kongsang's butler Guo Baorou temporarily suppressed the news. He took the coordinates given by Xiaoyi, did some searches, and found that it was invalid. The vast void, there is no world at all.

But he was not surprised at all, he had expected this result a long time ago.

Xiaoyi must have had nothing to fear when he handed over the coordinates so happily.

After all, it is a world free from the timeline of China. It operates, and its relative position to Jiuchongtian changes every moment, but this does not mean that it cannot be tracked. There is always a way, as long as But it takes time.

Guobaorou convened all the soul eaters, and in the meeting room of Kongsang Restaurant, he solemnly announced the current combat policy: "Everyone, at this stage, we must first do one thing - we must not let anyone outside see it. Young master Sang is not at home."

Jiuchongtian stood still, and the feast of immortals was very vicious.

And the young master of Kongsang, Xiao Yi, is alone in another world, and is a very exposed target.

Danger, high risk.

In fact, although Kongsang is a land governed by the Nine Heavens, it is far away from the Six Realms. Its population is only soul-eating, which is very pure, and the part of the farm outside the restaurant basically does not receive visitors, so if you want to hide a piece of news, you can also It's not very difficult, as long as everyone pays attention to pretense, unites as one, and carries out the acting to the end.

But these soul eaters have different personalities, some have violent tempers, some have inhuman brain circuits, some are forgetful, and some are impulsive.

The intelligence content of the entire team varies greatly, with both real wise men and real fools.

Under strong stimulation, you may not necessarily do anything.

... So Guobaorou feels that some things must be negotiated in advance, and then the groups will supervise each other, the manager of the manager, the nozzle of the nozzle.

Xiaoyi is not in Kongsang, and administrative management has become a big problem.

Quan Kongsang had nearly one hundred soul eaters, crammed into a room, each with a bench.

They dress in different styles, spanning 5000 years in the East and West, and their appearance ages range from children to youths, from uncles to grandpas.

"Brother Guobaorou, why do we have to cover up the fact that the young master's sister is not at home?" Qingtuan tilted his head seemingly puzzled, with an innocent expression on his face. He looks like a well-behaved elementary school student, but we all know that he is very listless, "Sir The lord sister is wandering outside, what should I do if I can't find the way home, shouldn't I let Jiu Chongtian's uncle pick her up?" Then kill the wild man.

"That's right! Report it and bring back the young master and that bastard together! Hurry up and settle the account! What's the use of a mother-in-law? We cover up that man for a while, how can we cover up for the rest of our lives!!!?" Madam Ma Tofu also feels very irritable. He looks like a teenager, with white hair and red clothes, and a bad temper.

Mapo Tofu feels that this matter is not as good as cutting the mess with a sharp knife, so that some people will die early and be reborn early.

He tortured everyone while he was alive, tortured everyone in Kongsang, and if he was caught as soon as possible, died as soon as possible and reincarnated, all problems would be solved. After all, the lifespan of three years is negligible, and every time he lives One day, it will cause an astronomical loss to the entire Kongsang Restaurant-spiritual, property and reputation loss.

"..."

Taiji Yuni sighed. He is a player with high IQ, and he can see many things clearly: "No. Ye Baiyi must be kept, at least for now." He covered his mouth with a feather fan, frowned and meditated.

"Guo Steward's words are reasonable, but if you can't bear it a little, you can make a big mess—for the current plan, we must avoid the Immortal Banquet to find the young master before us, otherwise the consequences will be unimaginable."

Taiji Yuni used to be the strategist of the Immortal Banquet, and now he is the strategist of Kongsang. He is very sensitive to the possible movements of the enemy camp: "The Altar of Immortals once anchored that world. If I guess correctly, their observation point may In Santuchuan, because they have been active in the ghost world—Peng Gong and Yi Ya both have some special friendship with Hades, and their names have been crossed out in the book of life and death."

"Besides, the young master floated from the Wangchuan river with his body and soul at the beginning... Santuchuan will not take the initiative to accept things that are not souls. What does this mean?"

When Taiji taro paste came to this point, the noisy discussions of the soul eaters gradually stopped, and they all held their breaths. This is a key point that no one has noticed.

"...The young master was brought to Santuchuan by someone, and was brought here by someone from the Immortal Feast Altar."

Taiji taro put down the feather fan, "The ghost world will not be the destination, they should pass here, take the Wangchuan River... This may be a shortcut." His words are calm and calm, but each word has a kind of Especially shocking power.

The Wangchuan River is a shortcut, and the Santuchuan River is probably the closest place in the time-space tree of the entire Chinese history to the other world where the young master lives.That is the best observation point.

"—Then let's go to the Santu River to build an observation point now! What are you waiting for!!!!" Dongpo Rou stood up suddenly with a can of wine in his arms, his eyes sparkling.

And the three fresh boneless fish beside him carried the paraglider, the Taibai Duck drew out the sword, the Peking Duck put on the battle robe, the sound department of Suzheng took out the baton, and the crab stuffed orange was equipped with the bronze mech with a click, With his elbows bent and his biceps raised, they stood together aggressively, ready to go.Then they glanced at each other.

"?????????" Tai Chi Taro was stunned for a moment.

Taiji taro paste: "...you set up observation points with great fanfare, because you can't wait to let the whole world know that the young master ran away from home?"

Taiji Yamni gave a weak look at a few people, showing disgust, he didn't quite get along with this group of spirited guys.

"...It's a hard work for the strategist." Guo Baorou walked to the side of Taiji Yam with a smile, and stretched out a hand to make a silent gesture towards the soul-eating crowd. He was used to this scene, and he used a smile to hide his tiredness, "Observation The point must be built, but it must not be publicized, and it is best not to be noticed by anyone."

"Understood. I just want to do this with Qiren." Xie Yongcheng fiddled with the mech and replied blankly.

Crab Stuffed Orange is a mechanic, and Sanxian Boneless Fish is a strange thief, who is best at sneaking in. The combined skill trees of the two are just enough.

"——plus my uncle! This uncle is a ghost after all." Guicheng Spicy Chicken patted his heart. He is an employee of Santuchuan, and it would be much easier to arrange many things through the back door.

"...and me." The white-haired and white-robed Meng Potang said lightly. He was holding a ghostly soul lamp, with snow-white and red butterflies floating on his body.

Soul-eating Meng Potang's face was shockingly beautiful, her crimson pupils had no highlights, and her thin lips moved slowly: "I can... guide everyone back home." His tone was very dark.

...a moment of silence.

"..." The three fresh boneless fish was silent for a while, feeling weird, but he seemed unable to refuse.

Meng Po Tang is the son of Meng Po, the top of the food chain in Santuchuan.

Although there is something wrong with his mind, his three views are somewhat distorted, and his behavior is like a wild soul... But he is Po Meng's own son after all, and 99% of the problems can be solved by brushing his face.

He slightly conceived a few scenes where soul eaters cooperate to build a lookout point, once someone finds out.

Meng Potang carried the phosphorescent lantern and floated out expressionlessly, followed by countless snow-white and bright red butterflies.

"Huh? I don't understand what you mean. Of course I'm wandering...Would you like to wander with me?"

"Buildings...? There are no buildings along the Wangchuan River... just like blooming flowers on the other side, without green leaves. Your temptations are in vain."

"Companion? Are you talking about wandering souls who are at a loss in the sea of ​​flowers on the other shore? Memories dissipate, the past is forgotten, and they turn into bits of light... Don't you think they...beautiful?"

"So that's it... Do you want to join them... Come closer, I'll give you a ride... Huh? Why did you leave?"

……

An invitation from the abyss.

So the ghost world watchtower construction team was formed. The captain was Ghost City Spicy Chicken, and the team members were Mengpo soup, three delicacy boneless fish and crab stuffed orange. This is an outbreak and control team without healing.

One problem was solved, Guobaorou frowned.

Next...just restrain other soul-eating behaviors and do a good job in administrative management.

Let them restrain their monstrous hatred towards Ye Baiyi, supervise and encourage each other, carry through to the end the illusion that Xiao Yi himself is working hard in Kongsang, and prevent all possible gangsters, and then everything will develop in a healthy way and be on the right track.

"Then...everyone uses the club as a unit to restrain each other, and use the unique method of each club to forge the rhythm of life of the young master Kongsang who is still in Kongsang." Guo Baorou finally finalized a plan.

Kongsang has 11 interest clubs, where soul eaters with the same hobbies gather together for social activities.

Game Club, Cooking Club, Handicraft Club, Do Not Disturb Club, Bodybuilding Club, Adventure Club, Respecting the Elderly Club, Performing Arts Club, Fengya Club, Drinking Club, Appreciating Beauty Club.

Because the young master Kongsang ran away from home, many associations stopped their activities and lost their social motivation.

... There are only a few autistic masters in the Do Not Disturb Club, such as Zi Tuiyan. Their club activities are racing autism, and they are still vigorous.

But Guobaorou believes that the more there is no young master, the more impossible it is.

Every society should take action and function normally.

If Soul Eater loses his sense of family, loses energy, and becomes depressed day and night, becoming dozens of empty nesters, the people in the Immortal Feast Altar will see through everything just by looking at it.

Supervising each other with the club as a unit is also to let the soul eaters heal each other, regain their strength, and strive for a new goal.

Even if Young Master Kongsang is not around, they can still cover and protect her in their own way.

That is to live well and live to the fullest.as usual.

……

After that, the soul eaters really started to hold club activities in full swing.

Guobaorou himself is a member of the cooking club. He has devoted himself to researching cooking and inciting a club to do research with enthusiasm. Everything has been very successful.

He was very relieved, feeling that Kongsang was back on track, until he happened to pass by the activity room of the lecture club and found something was wrong.

"Ye Baiyi, you bastard in human skin! Ugly and old withered flowers and willows, you are extremely shameless. Knowing that you only have three years to live, you actually cruelly poison the future of Jiuzhongtian, the treasure of Kongsang..." There was a sound of reading from the window, "I have never seen such a brazen person!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

"..."

Guobaorou: "..." He seemed to understand why the club was able to quickly regain its popularity.

I thought it was because everyone endured the humiliation and forcibly pulled themselves together, thinking of Young Master Kongsang in their hearts, they had no choice but to sing dirges and laugh.

...It turned out that Ye Baiyi, with an illusory name, infused all the soul-eating souls with burning will, strong vitality, and passionate anger.

How depressed a person scolds in his heart, of course it is enough to gather a crowd to scold.

The more you abuse a jerk, the younger you will be.

Excited all the time.

Ye Baiyi, a mysterious existence that has never appeared in Kongsang, people can't even imagine his real appearance, specific temperament, and identity background, so they get a strong and irreplaceable cohesion from him.

Fengyashe, Yipinguo and Longjing Xiaren raced to draw pictures to conceive the possible appearance of Ye Baiyi. They drew many shriveled old men in white clothes, with a large lotus leaf on their heads and evil smiles.

The two were drinking a cup of tea, Longjing Xiaren suddenly lifted the table, and many scrolls were twisted into a pool on the ground.

Longjing Shrimp: "...Dirty things, I can't bear to look at them."

In the Handicraft Club, the squirrel mandarin fish is wearing a mask alone, making little figures in white clothes in obscurity, and packing a lot of them in cardboard boxes.

After stuffing a cardboard box, he began to prick the little man with a needle, aiming at the end of the digestive tract, one by one.

Squirrel Mandarin Fish: "..."

That's all he can do for the young master.

——This is the comet hitting the moon!

In the bodybuilding club, bare-chested with elbows and Dengying Beef, wearing gloves, and hanging upside-down white sandbags in front of everyone.

Bang bang bang, hit repeatedly, tirelessly.

The word Ye Baiyi was written on the sandbag.

Dabbing his elbows, he said, "Huh... Pavilion Master Deng, I killed ten Ye Baiyis today, one more than you!"

Dengying Beef raised his eyebrows: "Heh... It is still unknown who will win and who will lose. My bodybuilding method is not the same as yours... I mainly have a stronger lower body." At the beginning Xiaoyi asked him for contraceptives, He kept an eye out, that thing was not just for contraception, if everything went according to his plan, it should be able to make that arrogant mortal die, and finish his three-year lifespan early.

After all, he was a mortal, and with a little calculation, he might die violently within two months.

He Pavilion Master Deng has always been like this, with no bloodshed, time-saving and efficient.

In strategizing, the decisive victory is thousands of miles away.

What is a sandbag with a person's name written on it? With an elbow, it will never be able to reach his height. The difference between the two of them is a living Ye Baiyi.Kill directly.

Dengying Beef laughed maniacally, his eyes shone brightly, as if he had seen the moment when an old man was caught off guard when he went to the funeral.

...He didn't know that Ye Baiyi was not actually an old man, but was in the most handsome state in his life. He had even surpassed the limits of ordinary people and started his journey of cultivation. Shouyuan was heavily blocked, so he accepted his move with ease, and happily injured everyone except himself, especially Young Master Kongsang himself.

……

The same goes for other societies.

Guobaorou walked around a lot and fell into confusion.

This seems to be quite good, after all, cursing Ye Baiyi is indeed an exciting group activity, and it can be carried out regardless of whether the young master is present or not, and there is no clue in the Immortal Banquet.

...but there's always a sense that this morbid frenzy might be causing bigger problems.

For example, Soul Eater's general mental health index has fallen, and it has become a group of real crazy critics.

... Who killed whom?

Why is it that he, Ye Baiyi, is a mere mortal, and his vicious influence can pass through the barriers of time and space, and reach the Jiuchongtian Sang area, and then severely injure all the souls of the immortal family, indiscriminately, driving everyone crazy, leaving a trace of innocence in their minds? The Great Rift Valley that has been broken has never healed.

...What is the principle behind this...?

The author has something to say:

"From Zhuang Zhou's Dream of a Butterfly to the Butterfly Effect"

A drunken white butterfly.

From the bottom of the food chain to the top of the food chain.

The lethal power of veteran bastard Ye Baiyi can cross dimensions.

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Oh oh!Sure enough, if I write an argumentative essay, it will lose my collection, but I have nothing to fear!

I came here just for the fun of species invasion, sowing rebellious enlightenment thoughts, and mere collection, which is not within my consideration at all.

"Prodigal Forum" from the abyss welcomes you.

Speaker: Final Yan mint leaves.

This time the author has something to say: 12000+ words.Read carefully.

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Today's cross talk talks about two things.

One is the mirror and stone tablet that I didn't finish yesterday, which belongs to "Lun Ye Baiyi"; the other is a patch of "The Father of Ye Baiyi". Regarding the construction principle of the drama version of Ye Baiyi, I propose two more hypotheses here to supplement and improve the previous exaggeration.

Hypothesis 0.1 (as stated in the previous two chapters): the craftsman hypothesis of obsessive-compulsive disorder. (Probability below [-]%, most likely does not exist)

Hypothesis 20: The hypothesis of super-dimensional hallucination talent. ([-]% probability)

Hypothesis 79.9: The perfect jigsaw puzzle hypothesis. ([-]% probability)

The above three are hypotheses and can never be tested, just like we will never know how Masashi Kishimoto thinks about the sneaky relationship between Naruto and Sasuke in his writing.

I put these up just to uphold the scientific spirit, and I don't want to kill any possibility, because everything is possible.

Friend: "Crisis, collection volume, danger."

Me: "It's okay, it's good to lose all of them." Anyway, the public welfare museum is not profitable, and I will lose my mind if there is one less customer.

I have good tea and wine, and I will drink it here for myself, and entertain my good brothers passing by.Everything else is none of my business.

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【Mirror and Stele】

My friend read my post the day before yesterday, and she asked me a question: "Why do you think Ye Baiyi is a mirror?"

My friend thinks that even Ye Baiyi in the original novel will feel pain. It seems a bit contradictory to use the mirror as an analogy.

I said: "Because of the ancient monks." Practitioners.

The mirror is a very appropriate metaphor, and this concept design is probably intended to express this feeling.

The trajectory of Ye Baiyi's overall image is actually the path of an ideal practitioner, a certain trajectory of being deified.

And the three characters of Ye Baiyi, a leaf does not touch the body, and the white clothes are not stained with dust. The name is the image of this kind of Buddhist gatha.

Friend: "In the original book, Ye Baiyi was pinched like this?"

Me: "I guess so."

Me: "Ye Baiyi was severely injured, and then he looked away, and found that it was all a mirror image. He is smart, so it is considered that he has seen it too thoroughly, and in the end he will definitely be able to return to the basics and move towards the simplest perfection." This is a design. past track.

Practitioner.

...I have some in-depth knowledge of this group due to some outrageous personal experience, and they all practice this style.

I also heard the term "mirror" from them.That's kind of a benchmark.

...my friend thought it was too cruel.

The friend said in disbelief: "He was living well at first, and then spent time with Rong Changqing. Gu Gao didn't allow him to take the initiative to let them go. He was in pain all the time. Rong Changqing died, and it was even more painful. He spent more than ten years with Mrs. Rong. Years without saying a word is even more painful. After suffering for many years, he suddenly felt that he was getting better!? But this is very unscientific, because this kind of improvement is not a recovery, but a lack of emotion. He has become like this little by little ..."

Me: "Let me put it this way, many practitioners have this feeling. It's not that they lack feelings, but they can deceive themselves and perform a kind of motivation." Competitively castrating themselves as human beings, self-hypnosis.

But in fact, an absurdity will not disappear for no reason. Energy is conserved. They eunuch themselves, and that strong component will often appear in another extreme form, which may be the desire to survive, the desire to win, or the desire to win or lose. It could be a sense of accomplishment, or it could be something else.

Me: "I found that each of them thinks they are a mirror, and they all feel so sincerely, and then the actual operation is not a mirror mode, and it seems to be more eager for quick success." Those people may not feel it themselves, but I think One glance seems to understand that deep in the soul in those eyes, there is a special need for this world.Practice is a way for them to prove themselves, and they want a sense of superiority over others.

Not every practitioner is like this. The composition of this group is very complex, and there are everyone.

However, those who are attracted by the "model cultivator model" of Ye Baiyi, the book version, are generally the kind of people I mentioned above, an "ideal case".Conceptual practitioner.

He wanted to pick up something all the time, was tortured, and finally failed to pick it up. He suddenly understood that he couldn't pick up that thing.

You can't get what you want, and you don't want what you can get.

oh!Then the world is not worth it.

Ye Baiyi figured it out, it wasn't his problem, it was the world's problem, so he simply left and ran to enjoy the simplest happiness.Be a carefree mentally retarded.

Man, what a pity that he was born with an extra brain and an extra heart. These two organs prevent him from enjoying life.

Remove decisively.

"Cultivator"

(1) There is something I can't lift.

(2) Arguing that everything in this world is not worth picking up.

(3) I am left behind and independent. I flung a good hand of cards into the air and rolled on the street.

(4) I can die, I have had enough of this world.

You will find that what drives this person's whole "farewell to the world of mortals" is not the epiphany itself, but the obsession with "there is something I can't pick up".

I made a big detour in the middle, deceiving myself and others, all in order to escape this bracket one.

Live forever in the shadow of bracket one.

……

So when did the "mirror" appear?

Between (1) and (2).

When practitioners want to expand their team and let more people join them.

"Do you also want to get rid of that pain? Now I tell you, everything in this world can be let go, because you can be a mirror."

"All your experiences are reflected in the mirror, but if you turn an angle, they will disappear!"

"Think about it, is this the truth in a person's life?"

"Don't doubt it, you are a mirror! You can do it."

……

It turns out that everything is a virtual image in the mirror, and it makes no difference whether it is good or bad.

Some people have this optically arrogant idea, feeling that they can really do it, but in fact what he is doing, he just started to taste everything and refused to let it go.

We don't know if this world is a virtual image, but he made himself a virtual image.

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Ye Baiyi seems to have reached a certain level in the original novel, saying that everything is empty for him.

I actually know that state, it is not difficult, but it is a bit strange.

Because I don't want to pick up anything anymore, it feels weird and unnecessary.

A friend asked me, "How did you get out of this state?"

I don't know how to describe it: "I just don't think it's necessary!"

Friend: "...I thought you suddenly discovered that emptiness is form, and form is emptiness, and you have successfully broken through a new realm of life."

That really didn't feel like anything.

It's just strange to feel the decline of the five senses.

Me: "... Once you know that you can achieve this state, you will feel boring. Instead, you will feel that you have not even done a good job, so why not be a human being."

"For a moment, I felt that practitioners are crazy. I thought it was beautiful to close my eyes and stop my hearing. It was all because I had too many ears and mouths."

To be honest, people are not mirrors after all, and they can imitate mirrors, but it is not necessary.

If it really wants to become an object, then time and space are meaningless.

It makes no difference whether you stay for a moment in nothingness or you stay for a lifetime.

It is meaningless to maintain this state or stop this state. If the brain is still functioning fortunately, it just wants to keep popping up question marks.

Five senses, brain, heart, soul, why are these things born?

You were given this thing, have you ever wondered why they were born to you?

Why feel sorry for them, why rush to strip? ? ?

Why not reconcile with them? ? ? ? ? ? ? ?

Biology books describe that humans have evolved from Homo sapiens, and their brain size has been increasing.

Is this actually a regression trend?

Could it be... Humans will eventually be unable to adapt to the gradually increasing intelligence, and thus become extinct? ! ! ! ! ! ! ! !

Biological contestants think it shouldn't be!

Natural selection, we have come to this place, it should be the result of natural selection.

There must be some truth to it.

But some people can't comprehend it, and must use violence to remove some parts, such as the seven emotions and six desires, to solve the current problem.

I also think it's beautiful and amazing to become a mirror.

I felt pretty pissed off afterwards, what a fool, humans always invent some special way to self-mutilate and appreciate themselves better at the same time.

Maybe this is rebellion. It is so uncomfortable to maintain a human state, but it really stumps these groups of people.

One by one, they only know how to escape with the train on their shoulders.

This is also called appreciating simple happiness, shrinking in the shell for fear of being chopped off by the tail.

When someone slapped his tail, he took out his knife and chopped it off. The reason was that if he didn't chop it off early, he would be slapped by more people.Long-term pain is worse than short-term pain.

...Then if he hadn't slapped his head, wouldn't he have taken out a knife and chopped it off?

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The above paragraph is mainly to tell everyone that the mirror is operable, but it is meaningless.

It is indeed a certain way that practitioners pursue, but it is like a carrot tied to a donkey. Only those who cannot get it will keep working hard, and the harder they work, the less they can get it. It is not what they really want at all. something you want.

Nor would it be what humans really want.

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The trajectory of Ye Baiyi in the book version is used for Amway, a perfect "mirror" casting process.

Step by step, the soul fades away, from a person to an object.

At first it seemed unbearable to be tortured, with all kinds of horrific things befalling him.Then let this person see through it all, because he is wise enough to find that everything is a trial.If you don't pick it up, you will naturally put it down.

The first half, talking about suffering, is to allow these customers to substitute themselves.

The middle part says that it is wise enough, that is to fool customers into thinking that they can really do it, not because they are too bad to suffer, but because they see through it and disdain to be with them.

Then the last one let go naturally, and left gracefully, that is, drawing cakes.Tell everyone that if you follow my teachings, you can be chic.

Ye Baiyi gave me this feeling in his life, this trajectory is designed, but it is actually a false trajectory, used to PUA confused people.

...In short, suffering, wisdom, and detachment, these three words put together, are not the trajectory that a person should have.

If there is wisdom, there should be no suffering, and if there is suffering, there should be no detachment, but P University made Ye Baiyi follow such a trajectory and formed a concept.

My friend asked me, "Is it true that no one can do this?"

I thought for a while and replied: "Actually, it's also possible, but generally it doesn't feel like this, and the order is not like this."

"Detachment is not a choice, it is a natural one."

"When the time comes, it will come to fruition. It doesn't mean that I am detached because of suffering. This is unnatural."

"Detachment is like an epiphany when solving a problem. Suffering can be one of its raw materials, but generally speaking, it won't be that kind..."

Friend: "It's not like Ye Baiyi's situation. He was squeezed into a detached look, and then he found that he had become a mirror, and he didn't feel anything anymore..."

My friend yelled, "I feel so much pain!!!"

It just hurts!

I also yelled: "Yeah, it's a ridiculous state, but in the eyes of others, they don't experience it, so they don't think it's ridiculous. They feel like a perfect practitioner. It seems that every step has been explained, but It really shouldn't be like this!!!"

Friend: "The book version Ye Baiyi failed to make room for one person in the two facades of bc."

I'm right!"

Friend: "He was broken."

I'm right!!!!"

Friend: "It hurts just thinking about it."

Me: "I just can't fight for that place, even if I die!!!!"

Friend: "It just hurts. If Ye Baiyi is really turned into a mirror by some kind of magic, how sad..."

This is the difference between concepts and human beings, Godheads, he is not human.

If you judge others by yourself, it will hurt to the point of tearing open.

But watching the fire from the other side, you will feel very magnificent.

I think the purpose of Ye Baiyi's design is to create a process of detachment, a false trajectory of a practitioner, from the beginning to the end, transcending the Jianghu, drunk in the Jianghu, awake in the Jianghu, and finally bid farewell to the Jianghu numbly and gracefully.

So I say "mirror".

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As for the stele, there is actually nothing to say, it is the antonym of mirror.

The state of the average person, everything is recorded, inscribed on it, and shapes the person.

Then Ye Baiyi is a scarred stele full of cinnabar traces.In the end, it was overwhelmed and shattered.

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The Ye Baiyi we saw on the screen in the hands of the father-in-law should be some kind of fusion of the two.

A stone tablet covered with mirrors.

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[Ye Baiyi's structural principle: the second and third hypotheses]

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Originally, because the length of the article was too long, I wanted to save it until tomorrow, but tomorrow is the 100th chapter commemoration, a side chapter, I want to make the atmosphere more relaxed, and decided not to engage in any discussion behaviors that destroy the atmosphere.

So I can only feel wronged about this chapter.

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Before starting to tell the hypothesis, I will make the necessary foreshadowing.

I said before that I am a little in awe of Mr. Huang. For various reasons, he would make me panic and flee after picking up the train.

Why did I draw so many Q boards of Ye Baiyi, and I drew a whole board in one drawing? The cause of the matter has something to do with him.

I have the habit of frequently checking information when writing and painting. I checked information once before, and I wanted to find better stills for reference.

I found the teacher's Weibo, and I saw some stills of Ye Baiyi, so I flipped through it to see what he picked.

Good guy, there is a ... very hot-eyed Q version of Ye Baiyi's fanart in the middle.

If you are caught off guard, click on it, if you are caught off guard, you will see it, and you are completely unprepared.

So ugly, how could he...

He may have sincerely felt that it fit Ye Baiyi's image...

Friend: "I'll take a look... I saw it, and I laughed so hard."

Me: "Is this person's aesthetics really shocking me for the first time. So I have always been reluctant to see this person. He can create Ye Baiyi and also destroy him."

Friend: "One-stop service for saving people and killing people."

Me: "Last time on Bilibili, you know, he tricked me into his vlog with the title."

"Why, my old Ye went down the mountain to eat delicious food today." I immediately clicked on it and went to look for Ye Baiyi, never expecting that this was a headline.

Me: "...I'll click in and have a look, good guy, big gold chain, goodbye."

Me: "How did this happen...don't destroy Ye Baiyi's image anymore, please..."

Friend: "I'm dying of laughter hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha."

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