Zhang Chi has been doing well recently and returns to the boys' dormitory in time every day. Even the concierge, Uncle Qin, was curious and took the initiative to stop Zhang Chi: "Zhang Chi, come in!"
Zhang Chi came to the reception room listlessly. Uncle Qin pointed to the wine bottle on the table and said, "Have a drink with me."
Immortal Zhang was in no mood, so he sat down and said, "I won't drink anymore. I've already drank a lot today."
Uncle Qin still took a plastic cup and poured half a cup for him: "You can do whatever you want, I won't force you. I braised the pig head meat myself, you can try it."
Zhang Chi picked up a piece of pig head with his chopsticks and tasted it. It tasted really good.
Uncle Qin picked up the wine glass and said, "Are you in a bad mood?"
This was the first time Zhang Chi saw him being so considerate to him and nodded.
"Lost in love?"
When these words came out of Uncle Qin's mouth, Zhang Chi wanted to laugh a little. This old man actually knew how to break up in love. If he wanted to say that he had been dumped, it would be easier to accept it. Zhang Chi said: "The worries are all crowded together, let's not talk about it."
Those who are unhappy, sir, I respect you."
Zhang Chi raised his glass and toasted Uncle Qin with a glass of wine.
Uncle Qin drank the glass of wine and said again: "Director Xiao specially said hello and asked me to strictly check your attendance at your daily check-in time. What big trouble have you caused?"
Zhang Chi briefly told the story about Li Yuejin's murder case. If it were anyone else, he would have scared him. Who is Uncle Qin? This old man is probably a big devil who kills people without batting an eyelid.
Uncle Qin smiled and said: "Even big things can affect your mood. What does it have to do with you that he killed someone? Don't say that he killed someone, even if you killed someone yourself, you can't mess up your position because of this matter. In fact, treat
Life might as well be bold, because we will eventually lose it!"
Immortal Zhang was in awe of Uncle Qin's words. An old concierge could actually say such a powerful sentence. After careful consideration, this sentence was quoted. It should have been said by Nietzsche. In fact, to put it bluntly, he saw through it.
lay down!
If a person can see through life and death, then he can be free from worries. But it is easy to say but very difficult for ordinary people. Sooner or later, you will die, so what is there to be afraid of? Most people are afraid of death, so they live in fear sooner or later.
middle.
Zhang Chi said: "I have not reached your old state."
Uncle Qin said: "I understand your mood very well. When something happens to a friend, I always feel that I should help. If I can't help, I feel uneasy. In fact, there are many troubles in the world, and you have more than one friend. If you do it every day
If you are troubled about your friends, then you will live in trouble for the rest of your life. When you die and look back on your life, you will realize that you have lived for others. We are neither saviors nor saviors.
Living Bodhisattva, we can't control the chaos in the world. Everyone will encounter troubles and pass through obstacles. The past is his destiny, and being unable to survive is destiny!"
Zhang Chi said nothing and drank a glass of wine silently. Uncle Qin's words sounded very selfish, but if you taste them carefully, you will find that they contain great truth.
Uncle Qin said: "Life is short, there is no need to waste time, and don't let anything mess up your emotions."
Zhang Chi smiled and said: "Uncle, let me toast you."
Uncle Qin drank the glass of wine and said: "If you are driving a car on a narrow bridge with dozens of passengers in the car, but something suddenly happens on the road, your friend on the other side comes up to you and brakes.
It’s too late. If you turn to get out of the way, the people in this car will fall into the ocean, and they may all die. If you choose to drive over, your friends will die under the wheels. In this case, what will you do?
What choice? Don’t think about it, tell me your first thought.”
Zhang Chi's first thought was to drive over. He couldn't harm so many people just because of one person's life, but he hesitated.
Zhang Chi said: "Maybe we can drive over."
Uncle Qin nodded and said, "What if there are only your friends sitting in your car, but there is a group of people opposite?"
Zhang Chi became more and more confused.
Uncle Qin said: "It's hard to answer, isn't it? It proves that you have a lot of good thoughts in your heart. If it were me, no matter if there was one person on the other side, or dozens or hundreds of people, I would drive over, and I would not consider the car.
How many people are there? I only think about myself. If I sacrifice my life to rescue them, few people will remember me for the rest of their lives. They may be sad or remember me, but it will only be a few days, or at most a month later. What will they do?
They will revel and revel. On the surface, they miss me, but deep down they are actually glad that they are alive. Why should I give them the chance to miss me? If I die, what will they do, what will the world become, and what does it have to do with me?
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Zhang Chi looked at Uncle Qin. Although he didn't think like Uncle Qin, he also thought that his words made some sense.
Uncle Qin said: "Destroying your own world and leaving it to others is actually the stupidest behavior, because the people you save may not be able to make the world a better place."
Zhang Chi was really shocked by his words. Although he knew that Uncle Qin was deliberately showing off, he was so good at showing off that he was so cool that Zhang Chi felt a little admired: "Uncle, you were also a literary youth when you were young, right?"
Uncle Qin said: "You don't really count as a literary youth. At most, you are an angry youth. However, I have come into contact with many young literary girls."
The admiration that I had finally accumulated suddenly burst. At such an old age, is it interesting for you to always show off like this? Zhang Chi said with a playful smile: "To what extent? How many centimeters has it been recently?"
Uncle Qin's expression was calm, he stuffed a peanut into his mouth and said: "Vulgar! Don't you know there is Plato?"
Zhang Chi said: "Now is the era of big data." Don't joke too much with the old man. This old man is weird and will fall out whenever he wants.
He smiled and said, "Have you ever been betrayed by your friends in the past?" Uncle Qin's words just now really gave him this feeling.
Uncle Qin said: "I have no friends." He picked up the glass of wine in front of him and drank it down in one gulp: "Poor Bai Xuequ, I haven't met anyone who knows my music. I am traveling in panic, wandering along the Huaihai seashore. The trees in the stream contain morning rain, and the mountains
The birds are chirping and the spring is over. I have a ladle of wine to soothe the wind and dust."
Zhang Chi felt that Uncle Qin, who suddenly became a young man, seemed to be a different person. This old man was a slut. Although Zhang Chi thought that Uncle Qin's words did make some sense, he still disagreed with his extremely selfish views. If a person really sees through
In life and death, one should have the courage to die at any time, rather than putting one's own interests first in everything.
There is no fixed answer to Uncle Qin's question just now. Everyone's answer is different.
With some drink to embolden him, Zhang Chi asked a question that had troubled him for a long time: "Uncle Qin, have you been to Shi Nianzi Village?" He highly suspected that Uncle Qin was the expert standing at the bridge wearing an old man's hat.
Uncle Qin stuffed a peanut into his mouth and said, "I have been to too many places and I can't remember them."
Zhang Chi said: "You still remember that time in the grove, right? Who are those people? Why do they turn into ashes after being killed?"
Uncle Qin looked at Zhang Chi coldly and said, "You seem to have forgotten my warning."
Zhang Chi said: "I really want to forget, but those monsters are always haunting me..."
I wanted to say that they are always pestering me, but when I think about it, those weirdos have nothing to do with me. Their targets are all Mi Xiaobai. I am only implicated because I am with Mi Xiaobai.
Zhang Chi lowered his voice and said: "Have you ever forgotten that you asked me to protect her? Otherwise, I wouldn't have encountered any strange things. I took your things and was soft-handed. I can't just stand by and watch when she is in danger."
Uncle Qin said: "It's good to know."
Zhang Chi said: "But you have to reveal something to me so that I can be mentally prepared."
Uncle Qin suddenly stood up and walked quickly out the door. Zhang Chi didn't know what happened to him, so he followed him out.
The temperature is as low as ten degrees below zero, and the snow outside has not yet melted. Because of the reflection of the snow, the night has become brighter. Uncle Qin stood on the snow, and the snow turned faintly red. The sky was densely covered with clouds.
The part that covers the moon reveals a strange black and red color.
Uncle Qin turned around and walked to the rooftop again, opening the safety door leading to the rooftop. The snow on the roof had not yet melted. When the old man and the young man came to the rooftop, part of the moon was exposed from the clouds, because most of it was covered by the clouds.
The part is like a curved scar, which is red, like a fresh wound.
Blood moon!
Uncle Qin whispered: "If the moon changes color, there will be disasters. Green means hunger and worry, red means struggle and war, yellow means virtue and joy, white means drought and mourning, black means water, and people will get sick and die..."
Zhang Chi has also heard of the saying that a blood moon is a red moon in the sky.
However, modern science has proven that blood moons usually appear during total lunar eclipses. This is because the thick atmosphere absorbs purple, blue, green, and yellow light, leaving only red light that can penetrate. The atmosphere absorbs red light.
It is refracted onto the surface of the moon, so you can see the blood-red moon hanging in the sky in the shadow of the earth.
However, both the Eastern and Western worlds regard the blood moon as an evil moon, which is a sign of great misfortune.
The blood moon is the sign of the most yin to cold weather. Taoist classics record that the righteousness in the world is weak, the evil is strong, the resentment is strong, and the hostility is strong; the wind and clouds change dramatically, the mountains and rivers scream; the world is turbulent, and fires are everywhere; Christianity believes that the blood moon will awaken the dark magic and release it.
Devil Satan! Buddhism believes that the blood moon heralds disaster. When the blood moon appears, the planet will die and its energy will be exhausted, like falling into hell.
The red moon finally emerged from the thick clouds, with only half of the blood moon. Uncle Qin said in a deep voice: "When is the twelfth lunar month today?"
Zhang Chi took out his mobile phone and looked at it. Today is the seventh day of the twelfth lunar month.
Uncle Qin's stern expression relaxed a little. Not long after the blood moon stayed in the night sky, it was once again covered by clouds. The night wind roared, and the entire campus was silent. It was already early in the morning, and the students had already fallen asleep.
Uncle Qin said softly: "Go to sleep, it's okay!"
"Is everything okay?" Zhang Chi has never seen Uncle Qin so nervous.
