Shaolin Temple in Songshan, Hunan Province, no matter how many times I come to this place, I feel weird.

"Is the Master of Dreams?"

Wang Xuebin was holding a gift box and stood at the temple gate and shouting.

"Come in!"

The person who spoke was a woman with a warm voice but a weird tone.

Wang Xuebin pushed the door and entered the temple. No grass or tree changed. The temple was still empty. There were no other monks. Only Guanyin Bodhisattva in white clothes stood in the middle of the courtyard, looking at Wang Xuebin helplessly.

Wang Xuebin raised the gift box in his hand and said:

"I came to visit my door and didn't know what to buy. It was not suitable to have a hand empty, so I bought a candle to show my feelings!"

"You!"

The Bodhisattva smiled, took the incense and candle from his hand, placed it on the altar in Guanyin Hall, looked back at him, shook his head and said:

"Come with me!"

As he said that, he took one step forward, the world changed color instantly, and the temple disappeared, and replaced by endless bamboo forest and vanilla, which grew directly on the rocks.

The sunshine in the sky is extremely bright, and the gentle wind brings a faint smell of sandalwood. The mountains, rocks, and bamboo forests emit a soft light under the sun.

Guanyin Bodhisattva, wearing white clothes and barefoot, walked in front, and Wang Xuebin followed behind him.

The two walked together, walked through the bamboo forest, and saw a rugged pond full of golden koi. When they saw the arrival of the Bodhisattva, they all jumped out of the water.

There is a small pavilion in the center of the pond. There is a stone table and three stone chairs. The tables and chairs are connected to the pavilion, as if a piece of stone carved out of a whole piece of stone.

There was a pot of tea and three bamboo cups on the stone table. The tea in the cup was still steaming slowly, as if it had just been cooked, waiting for people to taste it.

Wang Xuebin admired the surrounding scenery and exclaimed:

"The Bodhisattva is really a Feng Shui treasure land!"

"What? The donor is attracted to my monk's burial residence?"

Guanyin Bodhisattva picked up a cup of tea and handed it to Wang Xuebin, and teased with a faint smile.

Wang Xuebin took the teacup, gave a gift, and asked:

"Is the Bodhisattva willing to give up love?"

Guanyin Bodhisattva also picked up the teacup, tasted it, and said without changing his face:

"This is my monk's temple. Giving is mainly about love, and giving gifts is also about giving gifts to the donor!"

At this time, a familiar voice came from outside the pavilion.

"Hey, isn't that Bodhisattva homeless?"

Stephen Zhou walked in with a food box, and laughed and joked.

He walked into the pavilion, put the food box on the table, looked up and saw Wang Xuebin, shouting in an exaggerated manner:

"My little brother is very kind-hearted. Could it be that you are the legendary handsome god of food?"

Wang Xuebin nodded and raised his teacup to greet him from afar.

"That's right, I'm the handsome guy, and I'm even bigger than your god of food!"

After saying that, the three of them laughed, with different demeanors, but their own styles.

Guanyin saw the food box brought by Stephen Zhou and said with a smile:

"The God of Food took some food? You know, even the donor of the king did not forget to offer some incense and candles to me. Is the God of Food in this food box containing the dragon liver and phoenix marrow?"

Stephen Zhou opened his eyes wide, looked at Wang Xuebin, and gave an exaggerated thumbs up.

"Brother! Creative! Why didn't I expect it!"

As he said that, he opened the food box and looked at the two of them and said:

"Look at my mysterious food! Miscellaneous! Broken noodles!"

As he said that, he brought a bowl of noodles from the food box and raised it high above his head.

Wang Xuebin and the Bodhisattva watched him play tricks without any reaction.

Seeing that the two of them had no reaction, Stephen Zhou put the noodles in front of Wang Xuebin boredly.

It’s just a bowl of ordinary mixed noodles, a bowl of May Day on the street, and a free soup.

But in ordinary cases, it was also written by the God of Cookery, and Wang Xuebin is still looking forward to it.

Stephen Week hasn't stopped yet, and continued:

"Of course, there are also plain noodles specially prepared for Bodhisattvas!"

While speaking, he brought out a bowl of plain noodles from the food box, placed it in front of the Bodhisattva, and gave it a pair of disposable chopsticks.

The Bodhisattva did not answer, and waved his hand and turned into three pairs of bamboo chopsticks and distributed them to the two.

Stephen Zhou looked at the bamboo chopsticks in his hand, threw them aside at once, and then took out a bowl of mixed noodles from the food box and placed them in front of him.

Looking at them, he said:

"Come on, everyone taste it. My God of Food makes life short and crumb noodles!"

As he said that, he raised his chopsticks and started eating in big mouthfuls. He looked very appetizing. The Bodhisattva didn't care about this and looked at Wang Xuebin and said:

"Donor also try it. The skills of the God of Food are indeed extraordinary!"

Wang Xuebin nodded, picked up the chopsticks and tasted it.

The noodles are full of alkaline water flavor. The curry fish balls have no fish flavor and no curry flavor. I haven't picked up the radish, there are too many tendons, the pig skin is too bad, and the pig blood is sparse, and it will be dispersed as soon as I pinch it.

The only thing worthy of praise is that the large intestine is washed very clean and there is no shit.

But just such a bowl of noodles made Wang Xuebin unable to help himself.

Wang Xuebin stuffed his face into his mouth with a big mouth, looking at the scenes that appeared in front of him.

A baby was born, and the mother looked at the child with a weak face. The father jumped and jumped when he walked, and rushed into the ward with black chicken soup, and his mouth was grinning.

The parents were busy with business and had no time to take care of their children, so the children were sent to a kindergarten.

The child developed the habit of eating voraciously in kindergarten because the food was limited and he had a lot of appetite. If he didn't eat faster, he wouldn't be able to eat the second bowl and would go hungry.

The kindergarten eats egg fried rice today. The egg fried rice here is the best because it contains ham, which is one of the few meat he can eat.

The parents quarreled and they were very fierce. He watched at the stairs and did not dare to go up. He could only cry on the spot, crying sadly and frightened.

My mother took him back to her hometown because her parents were not happy when they got married. She was a very strong-willed person and refused to go back to her parents' home.

In addition, when I came back, I didn't bring a penny and sat helplessly at the train station, with nowhere to go.

With the help of a friend, my mother moved into a small house, which was less than twenty square meters. There was only a spring bed and a set of tables and chairs in the house. It was very narrow, but very safe.

The child grows older and the family's conditions are getting better and better. The child learns to cook by himself, but he only knows how to fry poached eggs. When the mother is busy with work, the child takes care of himself.

With one steamed bun and one egg, he can eat seven or eight steamed buns a day, and naturally he can eat seven or eight eggs, and his body will become fatter.

Elementary school, junior high school, high school, junior college, the child grew up and his weight became heavier and heavier. He had interviewed many jobs, but no company wanted him because his image was too bad and he didn't look like a person who loved to work.

Finally, with his own ability, he finally obtained a job. During his work, he worked diligently and hardworking day and night, achieving one result after another, and gained recognition from all his colleagues.

He resigned, and his work day and night made him feel a little dazed and he didn't dare to persevere. He took the adult exam and started working as a takeaway.

He obtained a system, and he was not excited, but only panic, fear of strangeness. He suppressed panic with his strong psychological quality and carefully tested the system.

The first task was to lose weight, which hit him with a fatal acupoint. He made up his mind and left the city, taking the first step with the mentality of becoming a good person if he failed.

During the Republic of China era, he was full of scars. He lost weight and practiced martial arts. When the country was in danger, he wanted to trade to build a country, but was betrayed by his subordinates and the Japanese invaders chased him everywhere.

He joined the army and retreated step by step in war. He retreated from Zaocheng to Xucheng and from Xucheng to Huaicheng. Finally, he decided to bring up a team by himself, but he was ruined by him in a few days.

The loyal souls did not blame him, but he could not forgive himself.

Finally, he became the rampant assassin, and his reputation was sung from all over the country. He avenged all his personal revenge but could not avenge national revenge. He left, but the reason for his departure was betrayal.

In that era when people were not as good as ghosts, he knew that good and evil in human nature have always been one side and are difficult to separate.

Back to reality, guilt and powerlessness torture him day and night. Every day he wakes up from his nightmare. He begins to question himself, his abilities, his existence, and his system.

Finally, he made up his mind to travel through time again, this time not only for learning ability, but also for verifying his existence.

He chose many worlds, mixed together, and entered the army, a place full of discipline. He wanted to see if he had the opportunity to come into contact with other plots in the army.

The result made him very frightened. He accidentally entered the intelligence agency. He went through all the plots without missing a single one, and he met all the characters in the plot without exception.

Since then, his doubts about himself have become more serious. He doesn't know if he is a real character, or just a character in a novel.

He began to come into contact with charity, not for anything else, just to leave something in the world and prove his existence. He was doing good deeds frantically, hoping to use truth, goodness and beauty to conceal the confusion in his heart.

In the martial arts world, he launched a revolution, not only for the survival of the people, but more for the sake of proving his own growth. He didn't know who to prove to the system, or to other unknown existences!

Wang Xuebin closed his eyes and frowned, his whole body trembled, and he ate the mixed noodles bite by bit.

He chewed very hard, savoring it carefully, and didn't even let go of the soup!

When he finished all of it, he gently placed the bowl on the table, lamented, opened his eyes and asked:

"Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva! I don't know if I am a real person or a fictional character in a novel and movie. Is my existence real or controlled by others? Can you give me an answer?"

"This question has tortured me for more than 30 years!"

"I can't stand it anymore!"
Chapter completed!