MM Racing Chapter 364
Chapter 364
Night, like a mysterious painter, holding a huge velvet curtain, slowly spreads down from the sky, gently covering the whole world in silence. That silence seems to have substance, as if you can hear the whispers of time flowing, everything is immersed in this dreamlike atmosphere, quietly hiding the hustle and bustle of the day.
"Swoosh, swoosh..." In this inky night, Suning is agile, stepping on the sword, flying in the vast night sky. Before that, he got the mother plant of Dahongpao by chance, and then resolutely left the prosperous place of Kyoto. He did not choose to take the special plane arranged by the board of directors, but relied on his own extraordinary fairy method to fly the sword into the sky, drawing mysterious tracks in the night sky. After all, for him, flying with a sword is not only more comfortable and free, but also much faster than ordinary means of transportation, allowing him to go to where he wants to go faster.
"Is this flying?" The Dahongpao tea tree standing on the tip of the sword could not hide its surprise. Its body, which was originally rooted in the earth and could not move at all, could now soar above the sky with the sword. This wonderful feeling was as unreal as a dream, but it was happening truly. It stretched its branches to its heart's content, enjoying the wonderful experience of stepping on everything and surpassing all living things. The breeze was like gentle fingers, gently brushing each of its leaves, bringing a hint of coolness. The soft touch was like the most delicate silk sliding across the skin, making it almost intoxicated with comfort.
The moonlight poured down like water, like a layer of gauze, misty and hazy, adding a bit of dreamlike beauty to the night. The bright silver light fell on the sword body, reflecting a faint halo, making the mysterious light of the sword body even brighter, as if it was perfectly integrated with the deep breath of the night. Just now, Suning just jumped lightly, and then he soared into the sky like a bird, with a light figure, freely flying in the night wind. The unrestrained and free appearance made the mother plant of Dahongpao smack her lips. For the first time in her heart, she truly realized that Suning was really extraordinary, as if he was the immortal figure that emperors from ancient times to the present had been searching for and dreaming of!
The mother plant of Dahongpao was full of excitement. When she first stepped on the tip of the sword, she was inevitably nervous and excited. She was nervous about this unprecedented flying experience, and she didn't know what unknown situation she would encounter. The excitement came from being able to get in close contact with this mysterious night in such a unique way, and overlooking the world that she could only look up to on weekdays. However, as the flight continued, a feeling of tranquility and peace gradually came to her heart. The sword under her feet seemed to have a spirit, steadily supporting her body. Every ups and downs of the flight seemed to echo with her soul, and she had a tacit understanding, which made her enjoy this wonderful journey more and more.
"Great, great... This is really fucking opening the door for her, fucking home!" The mother plant of Dahongpao shouted excitedly, and although the words were rough, they were full of sincere admiration for the flying experience.
Suning listened to these vulgar words, his face was full of helplessness, and he secretly complained: This mother plant of Dahongpao seems to die if it doesn't say rogue words, there is really nothing you can do about it.
Flying in the night sky, the mother plant of Dahongpao seemed to have stepped into a brand new world, and the scenery in front of it made it dazzled. The land below has long been shrouded in deep darkness, and occasionally a few lights flicker, just like bright gems scattered on black velvet, emitting warm and faint light, which is particularly eye-catching in this endless night. The mountains in the distance are rolling, and the majestic outline is looming in the night, like a group of sleeping giants, quietly dormant on the earth, exuding an ancient and mysterious atmosphere. And the river, like a silver ribbon, meanders between the earth, sparkling and reflecting the faint starlight, just like inlaying the night with a lively lace, beautiful beyond words.
"Those were the places where I could only live!" Dahongpao tea tree couldn't help but sigh with emotion. In the past, it could only take root in that small quagmire, day after day, year after year, unable to move, and could only look up at the sky and imagine what the outside world looked like. Who would have thought that now, not only can it move freely, but it can also experience such a refreshing flying joy. This wonderful transformation makes it admire and accept Suning more and more.
It slowly looked up and saw that the sky was full of stars like dazzling gems, densely scattered all over the night sky. Each star was shining with a unique light, or bright and dazzling, as if telling a glorious story; or faintly flickering, as if whispering the ancient and mysterious past, they intertwined together to form a vast and magnificent starry sky painting. Standing under the starry sky, the mother plant of Da Hong Pao could not help but feel awe and emotion.The universe is vast and boundless. In front of it, I am as small as a speck of dust. I feel so lucky that I can break free from the shackles and have the opportunity to see such a stunning beauty and experience this extraordinary flight.
"You know... I have never been so close to the sky!" The mother plant of Dahongpao murmured to herself, with uncontrollable excitement in her voice, "And this sky... I don't know how many emperors yearn for this small space here. They have always believed that there are immortals in the world. They have been looking for immortals and asking for the way. They have spent their whole lives just to seek that ethereal immortal fate!" It was immersed in thoughts, and Qin Emperor Ying Zheng kept appearing in his mind. In order to find immortals and visit the way, he spent countless manpower and material resources and sent Xu Fu to the east, but he never saw any trace of immortals and died with regret; Emperor Wu of Han, Liu Che, although he was a man of great talent, also felt that life was short and was full of desire for the immortal fate of longevity; Emperor Taizong of Tang, Li Shimin, created a prosperous era, but still wanted to ask the sky for immortals and was eager to break through the limitations of life. Throughout the ages, many emperors and generals have been searching for immortals, but they all left endless regrets. "I once thought that the so-called immortals were just legends, but I didn't expect that I still saw them..." It looked at Suning, with complex emotions in its eyes, including amazement, gratitude, and longing for becoming an immortal in the future.
Flying in the night sky, feeling the gentle caress of the breeze, and admiring the beauty of the starry sky, a sense of comfort arises spontaneously. That comfort is not only physical comfort, but also satisfaction in the depths of the soul, as if in this noisy and turbulent world, it has found a piece of pure land, which allows it to temporarily stay away from the trivialities of the world and immerse itself in the beauty and mystery of nature. The mother plant of Dahongpao only feels extremely happy at this moment. This feeling is far purer and more intoxicating than the freedom on the ground, as if the soul has been sublimated at this moment.
"Did you see it? The stars seem to be talking to us. Their light is like a silent language, conveying the mysteries of the universe. Some stars form constellations, and those ancient legends seem to come alive in the night sky. The majesty of Orion, the elegance of Cassiopeia, the agility of Gemini... Each constellation has its own story and symbolic meaning." The Dahongpao mother plant seemed to be possessed, whispering to itself, with obsession and yearning in its eyes, completely immersed in the fantasy brought by the vast starry sky.
Listening to its sigh, Su Ning shook his head secretly in his heart, only feeling that the Dahongpao mother plant was somewhat sick, saying some weird words, but he did not interrupt it, letting it express its feelings in the night sky.
"Meteor... Look, meteor!" The Dahongpao tea tree suddenly shouted loudly, with surprise and excitement in its voice. During the flight, there will occasionally be a meteor across the sky. At that moment, a bright star with a long tail, like a gorgeous arc of light, cuts through the silence of the night sky, just like an elf in the night sky, light and agile, but fleeting, the extreme beauty makes people marvel and can't help but hold their breath and stare.
"People often say that making a wish to a shooting star will make your wish come true." At this moment, the mother plant of Dahongpao couldn't help but feel a little expectation in her heart, and hurriedly closed her "eyes" silently, and made a beautiful wish-"I want to become an immortal too!" It was full of piety, as if as long as she made this wish, the road to becoming an immortal would be within reach.
However, Suning poured cold water on the side without hesitation: "That's not a meteor, it's a falling satellite, and... the so-called meteor is actually just some common phenomena. People on the ground look at us like they are looking at meteors!" He said these spoiling words truthfully with a calm face, without considering the beautiful mood of the mother plant of Dahongpao at the moment.
"Hey, although you are my master, can you please not spoil the mood when I am so emotional!" The mother plant of Dahongpao complained unhappily, and was speechless about Suning's "unromantic" behavior. The beautiful vision in her heart was poured with cold water, and it immediately dissipated a lot, and she felt extremely disappointed.
"Tietie, I love to tell the truth!" Suning shrugged, looking innocent. He has always been like this, just willing to tell the facts, regardless of whether it will ruin the atmosphere.
"Tsk!" The mother plant of Dahongpao was so angry that its branches trembled, but it could not do anything to Suning, so it could only sulk in secret.
The tranquility of the night is like a quiet lake, which allows people's thoughts to break free from the shackles and float freely in this endless night. The mother plant of Dahongpao can't help but recall the bits and pieces of the past. Those good times are like the twinkling stars in the night sky, emitting warm light and shining in its heart. It recalled that it had been by the mud, watching the sunrise and sunset, listening to the chirping of insects and birds. Although it was trapped in the same place, it also had a different kind of tranquility and beauty. It also recalled those days of going through wind and rain and struggling to survive. Although it was full of ups and downs, it was still peaceful and beautiful.It also sharpened its will. At the same time, it also began to think about the direction of the future. In this vast night sky, it seemed that everything was possible. The road to becoming an immortal seemed to have unfolded before its eyes. As long as it followed Suning closely, it might really achieve the transformation it had always dreamed of.
"Perhaps, I can really become an immortal!" The flame of hope ignited in the heart of the Dahongpao mother plant, burning more and more vigorously, "I become an immortal, isn't this a perfect merit? I have suffered so much, what's wrong with becoming an immortal? I don't want the stars in the sky, why is it so difficult!" It remembered that it had been in that quagmire for thousands of years. When it was on the verge of death, it was full of reluctance and despair. At that time, it felt that there was no immortal in the world at all, and the so-called immortal fate was nothing but a false fantasy. But now, looking at Suning beside it, it knows that its chance has come. As long as it holds on to this "immortal fate tree", it may be able to rewrite its fate, transcend the mundane, and step into the fascinating immortal path.
As the flight continues, the Dahongpao mother plant's perception of the night is becoming more and more profound. Night, in its eyes, is no longer just a time of darkness, but also a time full of hope and miracles, as if in this deep night, there are countless secret passages leading to the immortal path, just waiting for it to explore and discover.
"La la la la..." The mood of the Dahongpao mother plant gradually improved, and it hummed a tuneless little song, "Suning, I recognize you, you lead me to immortality, I call you big brother!" It looked at Suning with a flattering face, thinking that this name was close enough to express its sincerity and gratitude.
When Suning heard it, his brows frowned, and his face was full of surprise: "Huh??? What's the name!" He didn't expect the Dahongpao mother plant to suddenly come up with this, and in his opinion, this name was really a bit casual.
Seeing Suning's reaction, the mother plant of Dahongpao quickly changed its words: "Hey, hey, hey, don't be so fierce, okay? I'll call you grandpa." It shook its branches helplessly, thinking that this Suning was quite difficult to serve, but in order to successfully become an immortal, it didn't matter what he called him. At this moment, it really wanted to follow Suning wholeheartedly, and it was completely conquered.
"Stingy!" The mother plant of Dahongpao muttered softly, and as if it remembered something, it continued: "Your ancestor Su Shi and I... Oh, forget it!" It wanted to talk about Su Shi and show off its past relationship with literati, but when it thought of Suning's attitude just now, it thought it was better not to make trouble for itself, so it swallowed the words on the tip of its tongue.
Suning listened to its incoherent words, speechless, and secretly complained in his heart: What the hell is going on, there is really nothing I can do about it.
"Actually, the poem you mentioned was not written by Su Shi." Su Ning suddenly remembered some "historical fallacies" of the mother plant of Da Hong Pao, and couldn't help but speak.
The mother plant of Da Hong Pao was stunned and asked in confusion: "Poem? What poem?" It didn't react to which poem Su Ning was talking about for a while, and looked at Su Ning blankly.
Su Ning smiled and said slowly: "It's that poem... Red tender hands, yellow wine, spring scenery all over the city, willows on the palace wall..." He deliberately dragged out his tone to see the reaction of the mother plant of Da Hong Pao.
The mother plant of Da Hong Pao was even more confused when he heard it: "Really? It wasn't written by Su Shi? Then who was it..." It scratched its "head" and tried to recall, but it couldn't remember it.
Seeing this, Su Ning joked: "You are so powerful and known as a living history, but you don't know this?" In fact, what Su Ning wanted to say in his heart was that although his surname was Su, he was not necessarily a descendant of Su Shi. This mother plant of Da Hong Pao always made random accusations and didn't mind making a joke.
On this breezy night, flying in the sky with a sword, enjoying the comfort brought by the starry sky, makes people truly feel the infinite possibilities of life. It seems that in this vast world, all constraints can be broken free, all dreams can be pursued, as long as you have aspirations, whether it is the immortal path or the future, they are all waiting to be opened not far ahead.
"Swoosh..." Suning looked at the direction, gently controlled the sword, and slowly fell, "Here we are." He said softly.
They slowly landed in a place, and the mother plant of Dahongpao looked around curiously and found that it was above a vegetable garden. It couldn't help wondering: "Is this where?" It was really hard to imagine that a "fairy" like Suning would live in such a seemingly ordinary place.
Suning smiled and patiently explained: "Where we will live in the future."
When the mother plant of Dahongpao heard this, it immediately widened its "eyes" and shouted in disbelief: "No, you are a fairy, so you live in such a shabby place? Aren't you supposed to live in Penglai Island?" It was full of confusion. In its cognition, fairies should live in fairyland with fairy mountains and pavilions and fairy air. This vegetable garden was far from the fairy home it imagined.
Suning just smiled, but didn't say anything. In his heart,It is clear that this place is shielded by a sophisticated formation, and the mother plant of Dahongpao naturally cannot see the real situation inside at this moment. If it could see the wonderful scenery in the garden, it would probably not be so disgusted.
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