Chapter 65 Zhuang Zhou finally dreamed of butterflies

"Go and call the doctor, Master is awake!"

"Hurry up, wake up, wake up!"

For some reason, the eyelids seemed to weigh a thousand pounds, and it took a lot of effort to lift them.

When I opened my eyes, I found myself lying on a hospital bed. Shan Heng and Shan Xian stood on the right side of the bed, and the doctor was on the left side of the bed.

I only heard the doctor ask, "Can you hear me?" I opened my mouth to speak, but I didn't make a sound, so I nodded.

Then there is the routine inspection and communication. After a busy time, I feel that my strength has recovered a lot.

Then he asked Shan Heng: "Why am I lying here, didn't I just return to Longhu Mountain from Enshi yesterday?"

Shan Heng glanced at Shan Xian in surprise and said, "Master, you have been in a coma for more than half a month, and we came back half a month ago!"

What the!

I was surprised, "When did I fall unconscious?"

"The four of us got to the white house by the reservoir, and I was about to go in and knock on the door, who knew that a smell wafted in, and then you were poisoned. When a few of us saw that you had fainted and didn't care about anything else, we rushed to the hospital overnight. ”

"The doctor examined and only said that it was highly poisoned. But it can't be solved. And while you're in a coma, your pulse is extremely unsteady, sometimes rushing to the limit, sometimes incredibly slow. The mood is also volatile, so I followed the doctor's advice and took you back to Yingtan. ”

"Have you seen Tong Jianye?" I asked hurriedly.

"Shan Hao went to see Tong Jianhua, Tong Jianye said that he was his younger brother, but we didn't see each other. "Shan Xian said.

Shan Xian and Shan Heng's words are really unbelievable, obviously they are all present with everything, could it be that they have been deleted from their memories. So he asked again: "Then have you ever seen Kongwen, Master Xinyong, and that Dragon Prince?"

The two of them looked at me blankly. It's like looking at an inexplicable person. Shan Heng said in his heart, Master has been in a coma all this time, isn't there any hallucination? Could it be that people who are in a coma also have consciousness?

Shan Xian was also a little confused, staring at me strangely with two big eyes.

Both of them shook their heads and said, "I haven't heard of these names." ”

At this time, I was even more confused, could it be that everything before was actually the hallucinations and dreams that I had produced during my coma?

If it's a dream, it's so real, flesh and blood, and the scene is the same. If it weren't for a dream, there would have been many legendary spirits and immortals.

For a moment, thoughts were scattered, and hallucinations and reality were intertwined, like hemp rope just taken out of a pocket, complicated and messy.

For a moment, I felt dizzy, and then I fell asleep again.

I don't know how long it took, but I slowly opened my eyes again.

When I woke up this time, I was already back in the Taoist temple. When the doctor saw that the person had woken up and that all functional indicators had returned to normal, and that he was now just asleep, he asked them to move me back.

The first thing I did when I woke up was to call Zang Butian and ask him about his whereabouts in the recent period.

Zang Butian has been in Heming Mountain, Sichuan Province since the last time he said goodbye, preparing for the gathering of famous artists from all over the country. This gathering is about the immortals all over the country, and the stakes are very important and extraordinary, so every day, no matter how big or small, everything must be asked one by one before you can rest assured.

I called Zeng Dongcheng again, and he kept apologizing on the other end of the phone, saying that everything was caused by his invitation, but he didn't want me to be in a coma for so many days. Wait a minute.

Call Senior Brother Sanji, Senior Brother Sankun.

After a few phone calls, it was basically confirmed that the previous dragon fights were just my dreams during my coma.

In this way, there was no dragon prince who was crushed to the bottom of the lake, and the Tong brothers did not die.

Half joy, half sorrow.

The good news is that the previous casualties are not real, and there is no tragic situation of the two brothers dying in a tragic manner.

The worry is whether these are dreams or real things that have happened in the bardo world. Could it be that his soul did not return with it, so he remained unconscious. When the affairs of the bardo world are dealt with, the soul returns to Longhu Mountain, and the body can be awakened?

There is no way to know all kinds of speculation.

It is difficult to distinguish between dreams and reality.

There is a story in Zhuangzi of "Zhuang Zhoumeng Butterfly": the former Zhuang Zhoumeng was Hu Die, and Hu Die was lifelike. Oh Ran Jue, then Yu Ran Zhou also. I don't know that Zhou's dream is Hu Die, and Hu Die's dream is Zhou?

Zhuangzi was working as a lacquer garden official in Mengcheng County, Bozhou, and fell asleep in bed one day. In a dream, I dreamed that I was a butterfly, dancing, and contented. I only feel that I am this butterfly, and I don't remember that I am still Zhuang Zhou.

When I woke up, I found that I was lying on the bed, and I turned from a butterfly to Zhuang Zhou. So I was blindfolded, and I couldn't figure out whether Zhuang Zhou became a butterfly in a dream, or a butterfly became Zhuang Zhou in a dream.

Although this story is simple, it has been passed down through the ages and has been talked about by people all along. One of the main reasons is that the boundary between dreams and reality is often not so clear. Many people treat reality as a dream and live in a dream.

In today's society, some people are unwilling to face up to the downfall in reality, and are willing to live in the world of games and dominate the world. Addicted to it and unable to extricate himself, this is the realistic version of Zhuang Zhou's dream butterfly.

External things are integrated with themselves, i.e., everything is ultimately one. Whether it's a dream or a reality. After all, they have all really experienced, felt, and experienced the ups and downs.

If the feeling is real, the dream is not empty.

Just like the past years, they have passed with time and will not be repeated. For us at this moment, it is no different from a dream. They also only remain in their own feelings and consciousness. It's just a picture.

Just as he was thinking about it, Senior Brother Sankun pushed the door and came in.

After a greeting, I told him about the events of my recent dreams.

After hearing this, Sankun pondered for a moment, and then said, "Master, after his old man heard that you were sent back from a coma, he once said that you were just a soul to deal with unfinished business, and you will come back soon." And he once said that he gave you eight words. ”

After that, he took out a piece of paper from his pocket, and the paper read: "Three days before Jia, self in the western suburbs."

I don't know why, but all of a sudden, it seems to be hit all over my body by an electric current. A sour feeling rushed straight to his eyes, and tears flowed out unconsciously. My previous suspicions were right, and in the bardo world, Master was still protecting his disciples. If it weren't for Master's teaching, it was still unknown whether he would have been able to come back.

Thinking of this, I rolled over and got out of bed, and performed three prostrations in the direction of Master.

Sankun said: "Master said that you are in better health, and I have something important to discuss with you in the past." ”

"I'll go tomorrow. ”