Hua Jingmo has been hospitalized for more than a month, and has undergone leg surgery and is recovering. During this time, after cooperating with the police to quickly crack two cases, he and the special functions in his body have gradually changed from various discomforts at the beginning to learning to slowly accept, and gradually tend to "peaceful coexistence" now.

He has always been unable to accept the cruel reality that he is the reincarnation of Ximen Qing IX, nor can he accept the endless troubles that this life experience has brought to him. How many silent nights "the world sleeps silently, he wakes up alone", and restless.

Whenever he was irritable, the sound of morning bells and dusk drums would be heard in his ears, and he slowly closed his eyes, realizing in his heart what he saw—

I felt like I was at the foot of a big mountain. I look up at the top of the high mountain, the magnificent temple, covered with antique and solemn. As I climbed the winding mountain path, I saw the temple hidden under several tall ginkgo trees.

At this time, there were few pilgrims, and the temple had a quiet and solemn atmosphere. The ancient trees in the courtyard are towering, the pines and cypresses are forested, the beautiful bamboos are lush, and the grass is green. A monk is meditating and meditating, wandering outside the object. I don't know how long I have been watching, just as I was returning and walking halfway up the mountain, the words like a flood bell sounded in the mountains: "Things turn with the heart, the environment is born from the heart, the heart is where the heart is, the situation is located", the voice pierced through the forest and resounded in the sky.

I sensed that this was Ximen Qing I, who cut off his love and quit his family, escaped into Buddhism, and became a monk to practice - Brother Ximen Xiao was enlightening me. He is telling me, who is also the reincarnation of Ximenqing: No matter what kind of situation I am in, only by keeping a clear mind can we eliminate the false and keep the true, and only then can we have the opportunity to see the willows and flowers; only when the heart is bright, the world can be bright, and the heart is full of light, and life can be bright!

When I returned to the foot of the mountain, I heard the master's voice coming slowly: "If you can hear the sound of chanting Buddha, you are a person who is related to my Buddha." If you can't hear anything, there's nothing you can do. I replied aloud, "I can hear you!" ”

He opened his eyes, and there was a hint of composure between his eyebrows. He said to himself: "Instead of complaining, it is better to accept it calmly". After surviving several sleepless nights, he decided to accept the changes imposed on him by fate after being influenced by the evening drum and morning bell and the Buddhist Heart Sutra. It has its own special function, which should be integrated into the bone marrow and connected with its own flesh and blood. If you are disgusted with yourself, how can you win the respect of others?

Having opened the knot, he was ready to respond positively to his abilities—to recognize it, to figure it out, to analyze it, to study it, to improve it, and to harness it. He pondered:

If we are manufacturing a product, we should develop, develop, test, review, approve and so on. After the development is successful, the product development report should be written, and the product manual should be written clearly until the final promotion and promotion. By the same token, my abilities were given by fate, and I didn't have a choice. It should be a finished product, but God didn't give me a "product instruction manual"! How to switch and use it freely? How to use it reasonably and effectively? How to develop functions and play a more optimal role? It is a complex subject in front of me, which should be like fighting monsters and upgrading, and I need to break through one level at a time. I'm going to make a Plan for Ability.

Level 1: Use yin and yang eyes independently.

Problems that need to be solved: being able to see the past lives of people who have been in contact with, talked to, and interacted with them, as well as the huge and complex people and things related to them. The eyes are full of complex and changing images - different eras, different people, different places, different events, different languages, different sounds...... In short, the amount of information is sea, and the brain of the disturbed person hurts.

The effect achieved: You can freely control the switch of the yin and yang eyes, that is to say, you can see who you want to see in your past life, and on the contrary, you don't need to look at it if you don't want to see it.

Step 1: Census. Verify the pervasiveness of yin and yang eyes, discover individual and individual cases, and grasp the rules.

Step 2: Research. In the census, if there is a case (the past life is not visible), it is necessary to make an accurate analysis and judgment. What kind of people are being studied? Under which circumstances, or under what kind of subjective initiative, I can selectively use yin and yang eyes.

Step 3: Summary. Through the development of census and research, the "Yin and Yang Eye" instruction manual was summarized.

After formulating the "First Level Yin and Yang Eye Breakthrough Plan", he breathed a long sigh of relief, his heart was much more steady, he smiled, and thought: I am one step closer to success.

He is still living in the hospital, and his subjects are: doctors, nurses, patients and their families. He started with his fellow patients in the same ward. He wants to grasp the most comprehensive situation, and he can't let go of the smallest details. He recorded the whole process in his heart:

Census subject 1: Uncle Liang, a patient in the same ward as me, the hospital bed is a little far away, and there are two beds in between. He is in his sixties, has a broken leg, and is a patient who was admitted only two days ago. Since I was hospitalized, I have been immersed in a series of changes in my body, and my mood and spirit have also been sick. Two more cases were closed, but the patient was ignored.

At this moment, everyone has had lunch and entered the lunch break. He was asleep, and the first time I glanced at him, nothing unusual appeared. I sat against the head of the bed, quietly watching him. He has gray hair, a round forehead, a pointed chin, a slightly longer face, and a large, prominent nose. The most characteristic thing is that the ears are pointed and erect, which is different from ordinary people. When I observed and mastered his physical characteristics, I was startled, and it was no longer a good man who slept on the bed, but a gray wolf. When I looked closely, it was not in the ward, but in the deep mountains and old forests.

There are high mountains, dense forests, clear springs, and small people's homes...... I deeply felt the perfect combination of mountains, water, and people. A gray wolf cub was injured and curled up in front of a wooden house, licking its wounds alone and groaning. The kind-hearted farmer rescued and kept it in captivity.

Since then, the gray wolf has stayed in the mountain farm. The family affectionately called it "Ash Ash", and it either followed the mountain farmers to hunt or stayed at home to watch the family. The creek in front of the house and the dense forest behind the house are good places for it to have fun. Unconsciously, more than half a year has passed, and the gray wolf has grown tall and strong, not angry and self-assured, and has a kingly demeanor. One day, Shannong was away from home as before. A cheetah broke into the sheepfold, and the wolf fought to the death. It did its best to protect the lambs, but two of them were bitten to death, and they were wounded in many places including their necks, and they were covered in blood.

When the mountain farmer came home and saw the bloody scene in the sheepfold and the blood stains on the wolf's body, he understood everything. He picked up a wooden stick and beat the wolf, and scolded angrily as he beat him: "You are really a white-eyed wolf who can't be fed! Get out of my house!" The mountain farmer, blinded by anger, could not see the tears of grievance and reluctance in his gray eyes.

The next day, Shannong regretted it. Feeling that he had done too cruel to Ash, he went out to look for Ash everywhere, but he couldn't find it. I saw Ash following him all the time, but I wouldn't let him notice it.

One day, the mountain farmer went to the mountain to cut firewood and met a tiger resting on the rock. As he was so frightened that he retreated, Ash ran over and got in front of him. This is undoubtedly a wolf's mouth. He filled the tiger's belly and saved the life of the mountain farmer.

Later, the mountain farmer recovered some of the ashes and buried them in a peach grove behind the house. Every full moon night, mountain farmers go to its grave to pay their respects to it. The most said words are: "In the next life, I will serve you as a cow and a horse, and I will not be able to pay off the debt I owe you!"

Walking out of his past life, I burst into tears. Distrusting the person who cares about you will break his heart, and it may still be his life.

When I returned to the ward, I looked at Uncle Liang with pity, who was still asleep. Her wife was massaging his body.

"Uncle Liang is asleep, auntie, you can rest too!" I whispered to her.

"I'm so anxious about her illness that I can't sleep!" replied the aunt sadly. With her, you and I have a word for a word, and the strange thing is that I haven't seen her past life.

I walked over and sat down on the edge of Uncle Liang's bed. The old mother raised her dry eyes, and I saw that her weather-beaten face was covered with deep wrinkles, and her two little eyes were a little cloudy and tired. No, what did I see? Wasn't it the mountain farmer who massaged Uncle Liang?

"Are you alright?" the old mother asked me with concern when she saw my sluggish expression.

"It's okay, but I'm a little tired. ”

What are you tired of? I'm thundered. When I was in the car accident, I saw only lightning, but I didn't hear thunder, and I fell unconscious. It's a thunder that's waiting for me here.

Could it be that the gray wolf's sincere heart and gratitude have moved the heavens? Let it reincarnate, take off the skin of an animal, and put on human clothes?

Could it be that the prayer of the mountain farmer was heard by the moon fairy and his dream was fulfilled - to make him its wife, to accompany, love, and take care of it for the rest of his life?

Isn't the word "wolf" "good" when the word "wolf" is removed from the anti-dog?

Oh my God! It's incredible! This is really a period of unfinished grace and love in the past and present lives in the distant mountains and dense forests!

But who can I tell this strange story of the ages, and who will believe me?

As soon as I took the first step of the first level of "Strange Ability Breakthrough Plan", I picked up a story of running away from the book in "Strange Tales from Liaozhai".