Dusk Returns to the Ruined Building

Chapter 982: Is it a donkey or a horse?

I often borrow half a jar of wine from the breeze, but my drunken dreams are hard to clear and my heart is even more worried.

Shen Yichen was really strange. He didn't remember anything about being drunk or unconscious, but he remembered every dream he had after being drunk or unconscious clearly.

The bloody marks of the dragon whip, the shadow of the emperor tree, Xuanyu, the head girl of Quejian Lingling, a red spot between her eyebrows, and the piercing voice that was neither male nor female.

Shen Yichen sat on the horse for a long time without saying a word, waking up, or moving.

"Are you awake?"

Shen Yichen turned around suddenly and exclaimed:

"Ghost...who are you?"

Shen Yichen did not move. The horse seemed to be asleep, and the person in the shadow of the tree behind him was a person, not a ghost. It was just that the mottled shadow of the leaves scared him, because he had just woken up!

"I'm a human, not a ghost, don't worry!"

Shen Yichen took a deep breath and stretched lazily.

"Is the dream terrifying? Is my heart uneasy?"

Shen Yichen was slightly stunned and turned to look at the person on horseback in the shadow of the tree. No, it seemed to be a donkey's back.

"Who are you?"

"Does it matter who I am?"

Shen Yichen was stunned when he heard this, and turned to look at the waning moon and light clouds in the sky. After a long time, he sighed softly:

"It doesn't matter. Actually, it doesn't matter who I am. It seems that the rules are the most important!"

"It seems that you are not afraid of the things in the dream, but the rules in the dream!"

"Nothing to do with you!"

"If the heart is empty, dreams will be clear; if the person is quiet, worries will be hard to come by. If a person hides too many things in his heart, it will be difficult to see the future path clearly. It's like my horse, it has grown fat, but you insist on saying it's a donkey. So you take it out for a walk and ask if it's a horse or a donkey!"

Shen Yichen frowned slightly, turned around and looked at the mysterious man in the shadows of the tree, and said coldly:

"Shall we take a walk then?"

"Just take a walk!"

On the quiet official road, in the dark night, two fast horses galloped northward. The people on the skinny horses were drinking wine with their heads tilted back, and the people on the fat donkey were sitting upside down and lying on their backs, admiring the moon and stars. But the horses under the two men were running really fast, and the clattering sounds echoed through the deep night sky.

Shen Yichen knew that he had met a master. The leisurely and contented look on his face was something that not an ordinary person could display.

"Senior, you need to work harder on your horse. Don't let it become a donkey!"

Shen Yichen slapped his horse, but no matter how anxious he was, his horse could not overtake the fat donkey. The interesting thing was that the fat donkey could not overtake his skinny horse either.

"Senior? That's what people in the martial arts world call me. Do I look like one?"

"Senior looks like a master!"

"This child is incorrigible, how can he possibly know my heart?"

As Shen Yichen raised his head to drink, he shook his head and muttered to himself:

"There's something wrong with this guy's speech!"

Shen Yichen turned to look at the old scholar and asked softly:

"Senior Xihu, where are you from? Where are you going?"

The old scholar with black hair and white clothes lying on the donkey's back suddenly stood up, twirled his beard, and looked at Shen Yichen quietly. His eyes were full of approval and doubt.

"This is indeed the first time we've met, yet you know my name. You're quite perceptive!"

Shen Yichen, with wine in his mouth, turned to look at the old scholar. He had never looked at him carefully!

His hair was black, but his eyebrows and beard were silver-white. His facial features were regular and his face was kind. He actually had a bit of the immortal air of an old Taoist priest. His hands seemed to never leave his long beard, which was almost reaching his heart. No, it should be exactly at the position of his heart, not an inch longer or an inch shorter.

"Senior, you, your name is really Xihu?"

"Guess my last name, I've made a promise, I won't give up an inch of my territory!"

Shen Yichen raised his eyebrows slightly and moved his lips!

"Shi Xihu, Senior, your name is so weird!"

"This young man is teachable, this young man is teachable. This kind of talent and understanding is rare, rare!"

Shen Yichen pretended not to hear these compliments.

"Senior, please pay more attention to the talent and understanding of the creature under your saddle!"

Shen Yichen's skinny horse finally surpassed the old scholar's fat donkey.

"Only a long journey can reveal the strength of a horse, but how long can one know the heart of a man?"

Shen Yichen, who was running in front, was slightly stunned. It seemed that these words were directed at him.

Isn't the human heart the cause of his troubles in his dreams? Of course, it is also the cause of his worries. However, this human heart mostly comes from himself. Who can see through his own heart?

In the dark night, a horse and a donkey, one in front and one behind, continued to gallop northward.

After thinking for a long time, Shen Yichen turned around and asked:

"Senior, I want to split my heart in two, what should I do?"

"First, you should recognize whether I am a donkey or a horse. If you can't even tell the difference between a donkey and a horse, how can your heart tell the difference?"

Shen Yichen put away the wine pot. He wanted to defeat the old scholar in poetry!

"Boy, I don't like the title of 'senior'. It sounds like gangsterism. Call me sir. My last name is Shi, and my given name is Xihu. I'm a scholar. Can't you see that?"

Shen Yichen responded respectfully:

"Junior knows!"

But in my heart I was cursing:

"Scholar? I don't believe you!"

There is no doubt that this old scholar is a master. Shen Yichen didn't even dare to detect him. Although he didn't notice Shi Xixi detecting his breath, he was probably already detected when he was drunk.

However, Shen Yichen was very confident that Shi Xihu could not find out anything because he had the Xuchen Pearl.

The old scholar Shi Xihu had indeed investigated Shen Yichen and found nothing. As for why they traveled together, one was because they were indeed going the same way, and two was because these two beasts were unwilling to separate, so Shi Xihu just let it go.

Shen Yichen and the old scholar Shi Xihu ran for the whole night. When the sky was filled with morning glow, they finally stopped. It was not only because the two horses were tired, but also because there was no road ahead. There was only a bridge, a suspended wooden bridge.

Shen Yichen was sure that Shi Xihu was a horse, and a good one at that, because he had been defeated, and defeated miserably. Shi Xihu had surpassed him before dawn, and Shen Yichen had not caught up until the horse stopped when the sky was filled with morning glow.

"Wine may not intoxicate the man, but the horse may. Intoxicating wine may make one forget worries, but it cannot eliminate them. Worry comes from the heart, and it must go from the heart too!"

The old scholar Shi Xihu was still sitting backwards on the fat horse, looking at the dusty-looking Shen Yichen with a smile.

"Sir, you have a very fat horse!"

After Shen Yichen finished speaking, they both laughed.

"Young man, what should I call you?"

"Sir, my skinny horse is not bad either. His heart is not empty, but his stomach is empty. He always wants to eat grass. Otherwise, he wouldn't lose so badly!"

Shi Xihu could see that Shen Yichen was obviously unwilling to tell his name and was unwilling to say more, so he did not ask any more questions. Instead, he smiled and said:

"Then let's take a walk. Not every horse dares to cross the Shenzhan Bridge in Jingyun Gorge!"

Shen Yichen turned over and got off his horse. Looking at the bottomless abyss, he chopped off a huge rock on the edge of the cliff with one palm. The rock rolled down the cliff, and the sound became farther and farther away. Finally, the sound of it falling to the bottom of the cliff could no longer be heard.

Shen Yichen secretly swallowed a breath of cold air. If he fell down, he would be smashed to pieces. He walked to Shenzhan Bridge again. Shenzhan Bridge was endless and he couldn't see the end of the bridge at all.

Shen Yichen shook the wooden bridge, and it made a creaking sound, as if the bridge would break at any time.

"Sir, are you sure you want to cross this bridge?"

"Aren't you going to Yanquan?"

Shen Yichen was startled when he heard this, and said softly:

"Sir, do you mean that after crossing this bridge we will reach Yanquan?"

The old scholar Shi Xihu looked slightly stunned!

"Don't you know? Then why did you come all the way to Jingyun Gorge?"

Shen Yichen slapped his forehead. He was so busy competing to see whose horse ran faster that he never expected that the end of the road would be like this!

If Shen Yichen had known this, he would definitely not have come here. There are so many forks in the road along the way, why would Shen Yichen come here?

"Sir, I'm going to Yanquan, but this isn't the only way, right?"

"There are so many roads. What's the matter? You're afraid? The horse isn't afraid, but the man is. How can you do two things at once?"

Shen Yichen could tell that the old scholar was trying to provoke him!

Shen Yichen tried to walk a few steps on the Shenzhan Bridge, and one word: dizzy!

"No, no, sir, I'm afraid of heights!"

"You're not afraid of heights, you're afraid of the abyss, right? Your appearance is determined by your heart, and your actions follow your heart. Once you get off your horse, you already feel fear in your heart, and you dare not look directly into the abyss..."

"Stop, stop, sir. I'm not afraid. I'm just not in a hurry to get to Yanquan. I haven't seen enough of Youzhou's beautiful mountains and rivers yet!"

Shen Yichen carefully returned to the skinny horse.

The wind is blowing in Jingyun Gorge!

Shen Yichen felt like he was going to be blown down at any moment.

"Whether it's a horse or a donkey, you still have to take it out for a walk. Whether you're worried or afraid, you have to try it yourself. Some answers need to be found by yourself!"

The old scholar lay poetically on his fat horse and walked leisurely onto the Shenzhan Bridge.

The wind blows in Jingyun Gorge, and the Shenzhan Bridge sways!