Chapter 497: The long river of time? Just a small piece of land?

After receiving the gifts, the relationship became closer and the atmosphere became more relaxed.

Su Mu emphasized once again that the closer relationship was definitely not because of money!

Absolutely not!

Su Mu is not that kind of person!

"Brother Yang, I'm very puzzled."

"Since there are only two of you living here, why did you build five large attics and such a large pond?"

Su Mu is a connoisseur of valuables. The bamboo and wood used to build this attic are not ordinary bamboo and wood. This kind of bamboo and wood is extremely rare and can be considered a rare treasure.

Moreover, the craftsmanship of this wooden attic is very exquisite. It contains the mysteries of advanced Taoism and advanced formations. It is not a simple wooden attic, and it is not an easy task to build it.

Building five wooden lofts of this quality is a big project.

Among them, the largest and most mysterious part of the project is this large pond.

Su Mu had also built a water cellar at home. He was well aware of the difficulties involved. It took a lot of effort to build a ten-meter-wide water cellar for raising fish.

Later, when his strength increased, he expanded the water cellar by 20 meters and deepened it by 10 meters. After that, it was more than enough for raising precious fish, so he did not waste time on digging the water cellar.

This brother Yang looks like he has severe kidney deficiency, yet he managed to create such a big pond. He's really capable!

Could it be that the headless man really scooped out the water in this pond bucket by bucket?

"Because I've lived here for a long time, I like to tinker with these things."

"People are like this. Once they are bored, they will find something to do."

The white-browed old man said with a smile.

"Could it be that he carried the water into this pond bucket by bucket?" Su Mu asked the question he was most curious about.

Hearing this, the white-browed old man replied, "Of course."

“That’s the only way.”

He is not Su Mu, and he cannot control the water of time with a wave of his hand. For Su Mu, filling this pond only requires a wave of his hand, but for them, it takes day after day, year after year, and great efforts to achieve it.

"How long did it take?" Su Mu asked again.

"It has been several decades since I started living here, I think." The white-browed old man had forgotten how many years he had been here.

It’s not that he has a bad memory, but over the long course of time, the concept of time will become very weak. He is still considered good.

Others, if they stay in the river of time for a long time, regardless of whether they can stay there for a long time, even if they are strong enough to stay there, they will get lost and lose the concept of time. In serious cases, their consciousness will sink and they will become a mindless walking corpse.

Even the white-browed old man himself would leave here for a while every year. After washing away the "cause and effect of time" on his body, he would return to the long river of time.

To be precise, in the entire universe, only Su Mu can live on the long river of time for a long time without being eroded by the cause and effect of time.

At least in the white-browed old man's cognition, there is only Su Mu.

After listening to this, Su Mu was also stunned.

It really is.

It is possible to achieve it by challenging oneself day after day for decades. This kind of perseverance is unparalleled.

Just as Su Mu was about to continue asking, the white-browed old man stood up, walked to the edge of the pond, and slowly said: "For fellow Daoist Su, there is a vast world, but for an old man like me, I just want to guard my own little piece of land. Being able to live well is enough."

Hearing this, Su Mu also stood up and stood next to the white-browed old man, saying leisurely: "Mine is just one acre and three mu of land."

Hearing this, the white-browed old man was stunned and turned to look at Su Mu strangely.

For a moment, he couldn't tell whether Su Mu was being polite or just being low-key.

The entire long river of time governs the entire universe, this is called one acre and three points of land? ?

If this is just one acre and three mu of land, then what is mine?

Is it considered dust on the ground?

What am I? A particle in the air?

However, the old man with white eyebrows did not refute it. Maybe he was just joking in a low-key manner.

After listening to the words of the white-browed old man, Su Mu looked at the pond in front of him and sighed.

In fact, he is not really Versailles, but is making fun of himself.

What I said is true.

He is guarding a river, the old man with white eyebrows is guarding a pond, and everyone is guarding his own piece of land, but his is smaller.

In his opinion, the old man with white eyebrows must have seen all kinds of things in the world, enjoyed the wonderful life in the outside world, got tired of the scenery on different peaks, and finally retired to the countryside before coming here to live in seclusion.

Therefore, Su Mu felt that what the white-browed old man said was normal and there was nothing wrong with it.

But I am different. I have not been to the outside world, and have not experienced the world's various aspects, to experience the intrigues, the fickleness of the world, the battle of wits, the pleasure of revenge, and the struggle for the great road.

Therefore, his mentality is different from that of the old man with white eyebrows. He is still young and he still wants to go out and explore!

Maybe many years later, when he has reached a certain level and is tired of the life of struggle, he will most likely be like the old man with white eyebrows, looking for a paradise, building his own small yard, and living in seclusion with his family or alone.

Those things are things to be considered later. What he needs to consider now is how to leave here as soon as possible. He is already a little tired of this boring life of patrolling every day.

Apart from anything else, it's impossible for me to let my daughter stay on this river with me forever, right? ?

For the old man with white eyebrows, the courtyard with pond is a place for him to purify his soul and he can leave at any time.

To me, this river is my prison.

Don’t compare people. Comparing yourself with others will only make you angry!

"Brother Yang, what are these wooden stakes in your pond used for?"

Su Mu asked as he looked at the wooden stake sticking out of the water in the pond.

Hearing this, the Taoist priest with white eyebrows did not intend to hide it. He knew that he could not hide it, so he simply said it out loud: "Suppress it."

"Suppress?" Su Mu asked doubtfully.

"Does Brother Su like raising fish?" The old man with white eyebrows realized that he had said the wrong thing just after he said this.

In a sense, aren’t the countless “fish” in the long river of time raised by Su Mu?

He changed the question and asked, "Brother Su, do you like fishing?"

"Not bad." Su Mu replied.

He didn't know what the old man meant by suddenly changing the subject and saying such inexplicable words.

"Give me a moment."

After saying that, the white-browed old man turned around and walked towards the house behind him.

(End of this chapter)