The early sun disperses the mist, and the golden wind clears away the thick clouds.
Wisps of skylight poured from the sky and spread softly on the earth.
"Hello."
"Hello."
In the yard, Jiang Wuji was sitting alone on a bench basking in the sun. A slovenly-looking old man was saying hello to him.
The sun shines on the other person's head, and through the sparse hair, you can see the waxy and mottled scalp underneath.
"Hello." The old man nodded.
Jiang Wuji: "Well, hello."
Old man: "Hello."
Jiang Wuji: "..."
It is indeed a mental illness, but a normal person would not be like this.
Jiang Wuji ignored the old man, but the old man seemed to rely on him and kept standing in front of him, watching with a frightening smile on his wrinkled face.
"Hello, do you know where this is?"
"A mental hospital, where else could it be?" Jiang Wuji responded.
"Hello."
"..."
Jiang Wuji closed his eyes in despair, slumped on the bench and accepted the baptism of sunshine. He also reflected on why he would deal with a mentally ill person.
Now is the patient's "relaxation" time. Under normal circumstances, he will definitely find a way to choose to return to another world. With a group of patients, he may be assimilated at some time, but Monk Jueming is coming over in the afternoon, so for the time being
Can't go back yet.
As for the issue of amnesia, it cannot be solved just by thinking about it.
According to Dr. Qin, amnesia is related to being in coma for too long, and may even lead to intellectual problems, muscle atrophy, etc...
"It does take a long time this time. After all, there are a lot of things to deal with."
"If this is the case, do I have to come back every few days in the future? In order to prevent these symptoms from getting worse, the memory loss is acceptable, but if the intelligence declines, then the matter will be really serious..."
"I don't know what my aunt is doing."
"After meeting Jueming, should I ask directly or make some innuendo?"
"..."
After thinking about it, I fell asleep without realizing it. When I woke up again, it was already lunch time.
Under the arrangements of the nursing staff, the patients walked out towards the cafeteria chatting and laughing. When passing by the inpatient building, Jiang Wuji saw a familiar figure.
He seemed to be a middle-aged man, or an old man. He was holding a large and small sack in his hand, his eyes were empty, and he was swaying every step, like a wandering ghost.
"Jiang Wuji, what's wrong?" Seeing Jiang Wuji stop, a nurse immediately came over to ask.
Jiang Wuji raised his chin and asked, "Who is that person?"
We are obviously very familiar, but we can't remember who the other person is. This feeling is very uncomfortable.
The nurse said, "That's Xia Yiyi's father. I came here today to take away his daughter's belongings."
"Relic? Xia Yiyi is dead?" Jiang Wuji asked with a frown.
Perhaps because he realized that he had said the wrong thing, or perhaps because he was afraid of irritating the patient, the nurse changed his words and said: "It's okay, it's okay, go to the cafeteria to eat quickly, and be obedient."
However, Jiang Wuji's brain began to hurt again, and the lost memories flashed through his head like a slideshow.
When Jiang Wuji looked at the hunched figure again, there was more sadness and sympathy in his eyes.
"Uncle Xia..."
At this moment, Jiang Wuji seemed to finally understand why Li Changfeng and the others wanted to become immortals, even if they abandoned their emotions and desires.
From a certain perspective, forgetfulness is not a bad thing...
…
Lunch was very peaceful, and after the meal it was lunch break.
At around three o'clock in the afternoon, under the arrangement of Dr. Qin, I met Monk Jueming as I wished.
Monk Jueming is actually quite handsome. He is wearing a light blue gown and has a string of Buddhist beads wrapped around his hand. He looks a bit like an eminent monk.
"Donor, long time no see." Jueming clasped his hands together, smiled and performed a Buddhist salute to Jiang Wuji.
"Master Jueming, long time no see." Jiang Wuji returned the greeting with a smile.
At this time, Doctor Qin, who was standing behind Jueming, said, "Okay, you guys can talk alone for a while, and the abbot and I will wait outside."
After saying that, Doctor Qin took the old abbot and left the room.
After the two left, Jiang Wuji said, "Master Jueming, it's not my intention to disturb you, but there are some things I must ask you personally."
Jueming nodded and said, "Donor, please tell me. I hope this young monk can help."
"Why did you say I was a Taoist priest before?"
Jiang Wuji spoke clearly, and while speaking, he kept staring at Jueming, observing the changes in his expression.
Unexpectedly, after performing a Buddhist ritual, Monk Jueming asked: "Donor, did the young monk say something wrong?"
Jiang Wuji's heart trembled and he asked in a deep voice: "What do you mean?"
"Does the donor think I am a monk or a Taoist priest?" Monk Jueming asked.
Jiang Wuji: "Isn't this nonsense? You must be a monk."
Jueming put his hands together and said quietly: "The Tao is the Tao, and the Buddha is the Buddha. Seeing people is like seeing the Tao, and meeting people is like meeting the Buddha."
"You mean, I can tell you are a monk at a glance, which is the same as you can tell I am a Taoist priest at a glance?"
Jiang Wuji looked surprised and shook his head: "No, no, this is too outrageous. You are a monk because you have the characteristics of a monk, but I don't. I didn't even wear a Taoist robe at that time, and there was no trace of a Taoist priest in me.
Things, but you can tell at a glance that I am a Taoist priest."
"Elimination of delusion is truth, freedom from delusion is Buddha, I am Buddha, and Buddha is me. The so-called appearance comes from the heart. In the eyes of the young monk, the donor is a Taoist priest." Jueming answered again with a smile on his face.
Jiang Wuji: "If you say it, you haven't said it yet."
Jueming smiled but said nothing.
Seeing this, Jiang Wuji probed: "Did you say that on purpose? Are you afraid they will say you are mentally ill? If you are threatened, just blink."
Jueming shook his head, closed his eyes, and sighed. "Amitabha, that's good, that's good."
When it came to this point, Jiang Wuji simply showed off his cards and asked directly: "Have you been there too? Another world, a world where you can cultivate immortality!"
"I am not a Taoist priest, and I have never even been to a Taoist temple, but I learned the Taoist mentality in that world, and now I am a seventh-level Taoist cultivator."
"Master Jueming, if you have been to that world, please tell me."
"Actually, I still can't tell the difference even now."
"I'm not even sure whether I'm sick or not."
"I can only believe that both worlds are true now."
"But this makes me a psychopath in their eyes. I..."
Jiang Wuji's voice stopped suddenly.
Because he suddenly realized that all the precautions he should have had were removed the moment he saw Jueming!
Although there were only two of them in the room, the surveillance cameras at the four corners of the ceiling were still working.
Qin Wenguang and the others could see every move he made, and they could hear everything he just said.
Seeing the unmoved Jueming in front of him, Jiang Wuji's pupils shrank.
"A trap...this is a trap..."
"No wonder they agreed to let me see you."
"No wonder Qin Wenguang would take the initiative to go out and let me talk to you alone."
"Hehehe..."
Jiang Wuji looked at the surveillance camera in the corner, laughed to himself, and said.
"Dr. Zhang, your goal has been achieved, right?"
"That's fine, that's fine... Then I'll trouble you and find a way to cure it..."
Before Jiang Wuji could finish his words, Jueming, who had been silent for a long time, suddenly stood up and walked out.
When he walked to the door, he turned around and performed a Buddhist salute to Jiang Wuji again, and said: "Under the guise of the four elements as the body, the mind has no origin, causes and circumstances. If there is no mind in the past, there is no such thing, and sins and blessings are like illusions.
Destroy."
"This is a verse from the Dharma preached by Buddha Vaisabhu. I hope it can help the donor."
After saying that, Jueming opened the door and left, while Jiang Wuji sat blankly in his seat, motionless.
After a while, Qin Wenguang came in. At this moment, Jiang Wuji laughed loudly without warning.
