My vision was blurry, and I touched the corner of my eye, and it was wet. Pen %Fun %Pavilion www.biquge.info Sure enough, I dreamed again. In my dream, I was still waiting for the man who looked like Dongfang Xun under the tree full of white flowers, although the time and age are not available, the face is almost identical, but my intuition tells me that the person is not Dongfang Xun. I've had this dream several times, and now it doesn't feel like a dream, but more like a dusty memory.

In the blink of an eye, I was already sitting at a low table, and the Zen characters on the wall behind me seemed to penetrate the skin of the wall, and seemed to penetrate into people's hearts. In front of me, an old monk with white eyebrows and long hair holding Buddhist beads in his hand was meditating cross-legged with his eyes closed.

His face is charitable, and there is a natural thoroughness between his eyebrows, and he is a Taoist monk at a glance. Although his face was ruddy and did not appear old, it was obvious that he was already very old. I secretly wondered, could he be a master of mental law?

As if sensing my doubts, he opened his eyes and said to me kindly, "Old man's heart method!"

A master is a master, and I know what I'm thinking.

Facing the eyes of this high monk who seemed to be able to perceive everything, I suddenly felt speechless to respond, maybe sometimes because I wanted to ask too much, my head was too messy, I held back for a long time, and only said, "The master is polite!"

Seeing my crampedness, he laughed, "Don't be nervous, the poor monk is a vegetarian and can't eat you." ”

I tugged at the corners of my mouth, "The master is really good at laughing." I began to feel that this master didn't seem to be very reliable.

"Everything is empty, and the old man's words are just a wisp of wind blowing in the mountains and forests. It's over, and the donor doesn't have to take it to heart. "He seemed to be able to read what was going on in my heart.

I blushed for a while and hurriedly apologized to him, "It's the little girl who is narrow-minded, and I still hope for Master Haihan." ”

He smiled and waved his hand, "When you say that, you seem to be narrow-minded. Lao Wei just lived a few years longer than ordinary people, and he didn't grow three heads and six arms, and he didn't understand much Buddhism, just an ordinary monk. You must have asked me when you came to me, you don't have to be polite with the old man, and you don't need to be nervous, just ask directly. ”

When I settled down, I asked, "Does the master know who I am and where do I come from?"

The Master of Mind looked at me and smiled: "The soul is your soul, the body is its body, you can say that you are still you, or you are not you." ”

I gave a thumbs up, "The master is really a master! Look at the master, how can I go back?"

"The time has not come, and if the time comes, even if you don't want to be afraid, you have to go back! "The master's words are very subtle.

I didn't understand it at all, and asked, "Excuse me, Master, how can I calculate that the time has come?"

"The donor does not come for nothing, and naturally he will not leave without results. When all cause and effect are over, it is the time when the time is ripe. His words were still subtle.

"What is the cause and effect of what the master is talking about?" I asked again.

He replied with deep meaning: "Cause and effect are in your heart, and this must be understood by the donor yourself, and the old man can't say more." ”

After his enlightenment, I suddenly remembered the dream I often had, "Master, is it related to my dream?"

He replied: "Sometimes a dream is a dream, and sometimes a dream is not necessarily a dream, but it seems to be something that has been forgotten by the world. ”

The meaning of the Master's words is already very clear, and my coming here really has something to do with my dream. It's just that this dream is still a little fragmented, and I still haven't found the context.

I looked at the Master of the Heart again, and I noticed that his figure seemed to be blurred a lot, what was going on? Could it be that I had something in my eyes? I rubbed my eyes, and then I saw that he was still confused, and it was even more blurry than before.

"Today's opportunity is over, and the old man is going back. In addition, the old man should advise the donor, don't be too persistent, let it go, so as not to cause trouble to yourself. "His people and voice are really like a gust of wind, gone.

"Master Xie's advice!" Seeing the Master of the Heart Law disappear out of thin air like this, I was amazed, the Master is really a god!

In my surprise, a hole suddenly collapsed under my body, and before I could react, I fell straight down. Trembling with fear, I opened my eyes. The scene in front of me was in the house of the palace Magnolia Garden.

I immediately had a question in my heart, didn't I talk to the Master of the Heart Law in the back mountain of Huijue Temple? Why did I return to Yulan Garden in a blink of an eye? Why is this so mysterious?

Xuedie, who was lying on the edge of the couch and dozing off, was startled by me, and immediately came over and shouted with concern, "Princess, you're awake!"

Faced with the situation in front of me, I said a little dazedly: "Didn't I go to the mountain behind Huijue Temple? Why did I end up here? Am I dreaming?"

Xue Die replied: "The slave only knows that the princess is asleep, and it was the prince who brought you back from the back mountain." When you come back, you sleep until you wake up. ”

She was telling the truth, I wasn't the only one listening to the piano in the bamboo forest, Dongfang Xun was there, but I didn't see him. Later, I fell asleep while listening, and he naturally carried me down the mountain.

To say this, the conversation I had with the Master of the Mind just now was completely imaginary, and it was simply a dream. I was so depressed, I thought I had seen a living Buddha, but it turned out to be just my own YY.

I looked at the dim light in the house for a while, Snow Butterfly was busy pouring water for me, and there was only her footsteps in the room, which was really quiet.

I took the glass of water she handed over, took a sip gently, and finally remembered that I was going to Xicheng Yizhuang. Quickly asked Snow Butterfly, "What time is it?"

She replied, "It's time!"

"What?" It's time for me to make an appointment with Zhang Zhongwen, and he's probably already waiting for me outside.

Snow Butterfly noticed my abnormality and asked, "What's the matter, Princess?"

"Oh~Oh, I thought it was so late, you should go back and rest. "I've got to get her out of the way or I'm not going to get out.

"The princess is resting, the slave maid comes back on the first day, and she has to be on duty at night!" her words really made my heart beat.

I casually ried, "You're not in good health, it's been so cold for the past two days, don't get caught in the wind chill again." I've already told Zhang An, he found someone else to come over, I don't need you today, you can go back and rest quickly!"

She obviously didn't believe my words, "Who is the person that Mr. Zhang arranged? What time is this? Why hasn't the person come here yet?"

I continued, "I'm to blame for this!" I didn't tell you in advance, this man was supposed to come in the middle of the night, and he should come at this hour. Anyway, I can't sleep at this time, and it's okay to sleep again when she comes, so you can go back and rest. ”

Xue Die said hesitantly: "The slave maid should wait for her to come over and then go!"

I pretended to be angry and said to her, "Obedient, hurry back and rest!"

This frightening really worked, and in the end she didn't respond so simply, and hesitantly left the garden. I quickly put on my cloak and carried the lantern to the back door.

Along the way, I picked up some flowers and walked on the path, and I was also frightened. Out of the back door, Zhang Zhongwen had been waiting on the other side for some time, rubbing his hands and feet coldly.

I couldn't stop saying a few words, so I hurriedly got into the carriage with broken mats and buckled into sheds, and the two of them hurried to Xicheng Yizhuang. After arriving at Yizhuang, I saw the terrifying appearance of broken doors and windows, full of cobwebs and rags, and I was scared and doubted that the corpse of Yunxiao here was really here.

Fortunately, Yizhuang is not big, as if it has been abandoned for a long time, and there are few coffins stored, and they are all very dilapidated, and it is easy to find a new coffin. A brand-new black lacquer coffin engraved with Yunxiao's name was placed in front of the door, very conspicuous, as if it was deliberately trying to be found.

I walked over with Zhang Zhongwen, and my heart was furious. But he was very calm, and went directly to lift the lid of the coffin. Because the lid of the coffin was not nailed, it was easily uncovered, and a smell of wood entered my nose, and I thought to myself, broken, cheated. Then I took the lantern and looked inside, and sure enough, there was nothing inside.

I was put on a stroke by Mr. Du, and a sharp pain hit the back of my head, and it was too late to regret it.