Sometimes, after all, people are no match for fate. I have tried my best, but I still can't save it. I can't say whether I have thought about it, but my mood is very complicated, some relieved, some sad, and a lot of reluctance. I know that I
I will still meet Qingqing, but if we meet in different environments and times, people's moods cannot be exactly the same.
But, Qingyu is dead, there is no way I can see her again.
With this mood, I left the barren mountain, and then I planned to leave the current world and return to the world that belonged to me. I hesitated again and again, and decided to see the old monk Wu Nian before leaving. For him
, I also have an unspeakable emotion. I know very well that after leaving this time, I may not come back again. The meeting with the old monk Wu Nian was also the last time. I moved from here to Nanjing, and then to Jia.
In the mountains at the corner of the river.
The mountains are still the same mountains, and the water is still the same water. I arrived here early in the morning and saw the old monk Wu Nian sitting outside the hut slowly drinking tea. He sat there, like a painting. The change in climate made
The vitality of the mountain has disappeared, and it is desolate and deserted. The old monk Wu Nian seems to be integrated with this desolation.
Old monk Wu Nian was not too surprised by my arrival. He treated me as before and entertained me for tea. I came here to see him and also to ask a question. The Immortality View on the Bird's Beak Inscription
Research far exceeds that of anyone else. Even in today's technologically advanced world, Wu Nian knows far more than anyone else. Wu Nian is a dying person. If he really dies, then everything he has mastered may be lost.
Eternal severance.
I thought about it for a long time. On this issue, Wu Nian is very principled and will never say anything that shouldn't be said. This may be my last chance, and I want to give it a try.
"Wu Nian, this time, maybe it's time to say goodbye." I took a sip of tea. It was still bitter and frowning. But if you taste it slowly when you are in a peaceful mood, you will taste other things behind the bitterness.
smell.
"If the road is difficult, you will go with all your strength. I am like this, and so are you."
"Wu Nian, I want to ask a question, the last question." I finally spoke. I knew Wu Nian had principles, so my question couldn't contain any words about immortality or bird beak inscriptions, otherwise he would definitely reject it outright.
, I looked at him and said: "What is the nature of the world?"
The old monk Wu Nian rarely moved his face. People who have gone through wind and rain have a state of mind as light as flowing clouds and as solid as a rock. But at this moment, when he heard the question I asked, his snow-white eyebrows suddenly twitched, peaceful and quiet.
His eyes seemed to radiate a ray of light that penetrated directly into people's souls.
His change shocked me, but for just a second, the old monk Wu Nian returned to his original state, slowly drinking tea without saying a word. This made me realize that the whisper left to me
This sentence is definitely a very substantive point, and it may get to the core of the secret of the bird's beak inscription. However, this sentence is difficult to understand, and I can't figure it out for the time being.
"Wu Nian, I understand you. However, I still have to tell you something." I said: "What you know is what many people have discovered through continuous exploration over the past years. It is a kind of cohesion.
, precipitation, and symbols, no matter what these things themselves represent, since they exist, they should not disappear in the end.”
Old monk Wu Nian understands things better than anyone else, and he can understand what I say. This time, I feel that he is wavering. If he doesn't want to speak, he will refuse, but his silence proves that he is hesitating.
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"Wu Nian, tell me." I said, "What is the nature of the world?"
"Let me tell you another story." Old monk Wu Nian was silent for a long time and then said: "I only tell stories, you don't need to ask me whether they are true or false."
What he told was a vague story that seemed full of holes and seemed boring.
During the Eastern Jin Dynasty, there was a man named Liu Lang who admired Taoism since he was a child. He was not keen on fame. Although he read books every day, he read almost all Taoist classics handed down from ancient times to the present. He believed in the alchemy and the golden touch.
Exorcise demons and catch demons, and believe in immortality.
This is a very patient person. He is not like other people who occasionally get some knowledge or clues from books and immediately pursue them. He has made full preparations and studied hard at home for ten years, mastering all the knowledge he needs.
After remembering everything in his mind, he felt that it was almost done and he should start looking for what he was looking for. He firmly believed that there were higher beings in the world than humans, perhaps gods, immortals, or demons. Everyone's destiny and life were different.
Everything you experience is controlled by those immortals or demons.
What he wants to look for is that kind of existence that is higher than human beings. To put it bluntly, he is looking for immortals.
Based on the analysis of clues recorded in some classics, he selected a mountain. He went into the mountain just to find immortals, so he searched all the way. This mountain is very famous in Taoist classics. It is a spiritual land, and Liulang is the first
Coming here for the first time, he was very unfamiliar with the environment, but the strange thing was that after he entered the mountain, a mysterious road seemed to appear. He walked along this road without any hindrance, without encountering any obstacles.
Even the most steep places in the mountains feel like walking on flat ground.
Although the journey went very smoothly, there was no discovery or gain along the way. Like all people who are obsessed with this path, time and energy were wasted. However, Liulang did not think that the search was a failure, he just felt that he did not choose the right place.
, and did not work harder. He believed that as long as he persisted, he would achieve his goal sooner or later.
He searched for a while in this rarely visited mountain, and finally had to go back the same way he came. After he came out of the mountain and returned home, he was immediately shocked because he saw his grandfather, father, and some other people who had been dead for many years.
Anyone in this situation would probably be scared to death, but Liulang is a courageous person. He was initially frightened when he saw so many people who had been dead for several years standing in front of him alive.
He was startled, but then he felt that the people in front of him did not seem to have any ill intentions. What his grandfather and father showed was their ardent care and love for him. Therefore, the fear in Liulang's heart gradually decreased, but he still could not understand it.
, why are all the dead people coming back?
In shock, he stammered and asked his grandfather and father, why is this happening?
Grandfather and father answered him at the same time: That's how it is.
When I heard this, I felt that Liu Lang's grandfather and father would say something else next, but the old monk Wu Nian told me that the story had already been told.
I was a little dizzy. After telling it for a long time, I couldn’t understand the moral of this story at all. Does it have anything to do with the question I asked? I doubted the story but not Wu Nian, because a person like Wu Nian would never be able to fool others.
, and it is impossible to tell nonsense.
"Wu Nian, to be honest." I sighed and said, "I don't understand this story."
"When I took the phoenix blood egg given by my master, he solemnly warned me that what I know can only be given to the person it should be given to. In addition, I must keep it secret until my death.
." Old monk Wu Nian continued: "I dare not forget or violate his instructions."
I sighed again. What Wu Nian said was actually telling me that he could only say so much and asked me to stop embarrassing him.
"If one day you wake up from your sleep, you may find that the world you are in is no longer the original world." Old monk Wu Nian said: "Everything is changing at any time, and no one can understand this.
A change, that’s all.”
Regarding this issue, Wu Nian came to this point, and I immediately shut up and stopped asking questions. He was able to say so much, which was already an exception. I think, if he hadn't calculated that his time in this world was running out, maybe
You won't even tell me this obscure and boring story.
"Let's go back to where you should go. You shouldn't stay here anymore."
I took one last look at Wu Nian and remembered that this old monk with white beard and hair, a gentle but different kind of old monk, it was time to leave.
When I was going down the mountain, I almost fell into a pit that had been dug in advance. The pit was very deep and filled with sewage mud. If I hadn't practiced for so long and reacted quickly, I might have been unprepared.
I stepped in with my foot. When I saw through this little trick, I vaguely heard the obscene laughter of a naughty child.
As soon as I looked up, I saw the naughty kid and the surprisingly calm kid who was not good at talking. They were standing not far away. The naughty kid was still the same, and the thin, silent kid still had eyes so calm that he had no emotion. I
I have always had a special feeling towards this child, feeling that he is a dragon among men and will soar in the sky sooner or later.
I walked over, and the naughty kid begged for mercy. Originally, I wanted to say something to that calm kid, but when I saw the look in his eyes, I felt that it was superfluous to say anything, because even though he was young, he had such a look in his eyes.
But it seems that it has gone through the vicissitudes of the human world, and there are vicissitudes of life hidden in it.
No need to say anything, he will understand.
I touched his head, smiled at him, and left without looking back. Qingyu died, Qingqing was lost, and no one or thing in this world belonged to me anymore.
I returned to the hexagonal mark near the Fatai Temple ruins and started to travel back in time using the method Zheng Tong taught me. There is no need to say more about this process. In the end, I finally returned to my own time and world.
However, this world that should have been familiar to me has become strange because of the time I left. I can’t explain exactly what it is about this place that makes me feel strange. There is always a feeling that things are different and people are different.
I called Zheng Tong, but the phone was turned off. This guy's life was very irregular. He often stayed up all night, staying up all night, and trying to catch up on sleep during the day. I didn't care, and ran away immediately after the call failed.
Go to his house. I have been away for a long time, Qingqing, how is she? When I think of her, I will think of the little life that I took so hard for half a year in the barren mountains. That scene is sad but warm.
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When I arrived at Zheng Tong's residence, I knocked on the door, but no one responded. When I looked down, I found a lot of small advertisements stuffed in the cracks of the door. What does this mean?
My heart suddenly tightened, and I immediately became alert. The small advertisement was stuffed in the crack of the door. As long as the door was opened, it would fall to the ground. However, the small advertisement in the crack of the door stayed there, indicating that it had been there for at least a while.
Inside, no one has ever opened this door.
I moved very slowly, gently took out the key from my pocket, and slowly opened the door. The advertising paper in the crack of the door fell to the ground like snowflakes.