Liao Huan let out a long breath, perhaps letting go of the burden in his heart, or thinking of a way to get rid of the nightmare entanglement. The www.biquge.info of the pen and the interesting pavilion said slowly: "Old Chang, I understand the reason why you tell these stories, for me, maybe I am Lu Sheng, and I will never be able to become Chen Huang, and after understanding the mystery of it, it's time for me to let go, right?"

"The world is impermanent, and when you are born indifferent, you feel that you are Lu Sheng, but God has given you this unique ability, allowing you to inherit Tao Zhen, and letting you accidentally bump into the literary and entertainment circle, giving you a new world, how do you know that you are not Chen Huang?" I asked Liao Huansheng with a smile.

Liao Huansheng sighed and said: "I have also been grateful to God for his favor, and I also felt that I could achieve a career, but the confusion that Tao Zhen brings me now is far more than happiness, I am essentially a timid person, I still want to give up immediately." ”

Liao Huansheng took a deep breath and asked me again: "Lao Chang, I put the Tao pillow here with you, and I will never touch the literary circle again, you are a master in solving this kind of thing, I can only ask you to help me, I will definitely be able to handle it for me, right?" After that, he forgot about me with anticipation.

"Lao Liao, you can understand this layer, it means that you are a person who can afford to put it down, it doesn't matter if you turn back to the shore, if you can't help Lao Chang, I don't know who else in the world can do it, right, Lao Chang?" Team Cao was playing a side drum on the side, and he looked at me expectantly.

"Huansheng, you actually don't fully understand what I mean by charm, you are aware of the existence of paradoxes, worried that your changes to some events will lead to unpredictable results, this is understandable, but Chen Huang or Sima Guang, after realizing it, you didn't hesitate, didn't you? As you improve it, it changes everything around you. ”

"The charm is born from the heart, the heart is open-minded, the charm is harmless, the charm can transform into shape, into your dreams, because of the evil thoughts and greed you once had in your heart, so that your heaven and earth qi weakened. People are doing it, and the sky is watching. It's not just the sky, it's also the charm. This layer is thorough, what you have is talent, otherwise you are just holding a Pandora's box. I saw Liao Huansheng lower his head again, lost in thought, so I patted him on the shoulder and continued.

"Huansheng, don't think about it too much, first bring the pillow to me, I'll help you figure it out, you take the bell on my desk back, put it at the head of the bed, and then take a few pieces of rune paper and put it under the bed. Remember, the pillow itself doesn't give you fear. ”

The wall clock on the wall rang lowly, and when we looked over, it was midnight, and the three of them got up to say goodbye to me. When it was delivered to the gate of the small courtyard, Zeng Qian suddenly turned her head and asked me: "Uncle Chang, you say, why does this charm go to great lengths to confuse people, and what is its purpose?"

Zeng Qian's question, I really didn't know how to answer for a while, watching the three of them gradually disappear at the mouth of the alley, I realized that maybe Zeng Qian's casual question is the answer that our family has really wanted to find out for hundreds of years. But it seems that to this day, I don't have a convincing answer.

On the morning of the next day, Liao Huansheng came to the small courtyard with a pillow. At first glance, in addition to being larger than the ordinary porcelain pillow, the workmanship is rougher, and the simplicity cannot be connected with Liao Huansheng's experience at all. I see that Liao Huansheng's spirit has improved significantly, and his heart is more steady. Huansheng had a class in the afternoon, so he hurriedly thanked me and left the small courtyard.

In the afternoon of the small courtyard, the mournful chirping of cicadas indicates the approach of winter, and the grass insects that once sang happily have long been hidden somewhere. Fortunately, the afternoon sun warmed up the house that had not yet been heated by a fire. I carefully observed the structure of the pillow, as Liao Huansheng said, there is more than one layer of splints with holes in the pillow, and the position of the hole has obviously been carefully calculated, and there are still slight differences in the size of the holes, which may be the reason why it can receive different audio sounds, and the wisdom of the ancients cannot but be admired.

The sunlight shines through the window on the pottery pillow, and the glaze on the surface of the pottery pillow seems to be constantly changing, as if there is a layer of water waves flowing slowly. When you stare at it, you will unconsciously slow down your thinking, slow down your breathing, and a wave of sleepiness will hit your head. At the same time, a strong desire made me forget everything around me, can I also see my family's fate in the pillow, can I see what the end of this fate is? This thought seems to have infinite magic power, and it quickly takes control of my body.

I pulled out a small tin box from the inside of the bookcase, opened it, and inside was a six-inch bronze mirror with a somewhat mottled rust color. This is the only thing that my father brought out when he entered the construction tunnel of the Beijing subway in the early 70s to explore the Xuanmen that suddenly appeared, and he fell into a deep coma after he came out, although he was awake twice before he died, but he could no longer describe to me what happened to him in the Xuanmen, the whereabouts of the missing third brother, and the secrets contained in this ancient mirror he brought out.

Over the years, I have searched through the records of Xuanmen in the genealogy, and I have also researched this ancient mirror in all directions. I even ventured to explore the two Genmones, but the distortion of time and the terrible reaction of my body near the Genmen made me return in vain. I followed the precepts of the genealogy, blocked the appearance of the soul in the Xuanmen with a terrible array, and introduced the resentment that could not be exceeded into the Xuanmen, but I never knew what was behind the Xuanmen, and I have never been able to figure out when and why the Xuanmen appeared.

Perhaps, Liao Huansheng's pottery pillow can solve these questions that have been hovering in my heart for a long time, and this temptation is something I can't refuse.

I put the pottery pillow on the bed and lay down according to Liao Huansheng's description, and the two children naturally fit on the bulges on both sides of the pottery pillow, and I didn't feel too hard. Sure enough, the surrounding sounds seemed to come from a stethoscope, all amplified several times, and became extremely clear, the sound of the wind blowing through the treetops, the sound of water droplets dripping from the pipes, and the sound of hurried footsteps in the distance, all converged. And when each sound passes through the pottery pillow, it is gently swiped on the ancient mirror next to the pillow, I don't know if it is my hallucination, the ancient mirror seems to also make a low ding sound, when people carefully distinguish it, a wave of tiredness hits, I don't even know how long it has been, has fallen asleep.

I'm not sure if it was a dream or not, at least when it just happened. I could see myself lying on the bed, then I rolled over and sat up, took the bronze mirror from the pillow, tucked it under my armpit, didn't have my coat on, and opened the door and walked out. I tried to make a sound to get the attention of the person in the dream, but it didn't work at all, and now I don't seem to exist in the dream. I could only silently follow behind me in my dream, and I found that when I walked out of the gate of the small courtyard, I was greeted by endless darkness.

It didn't take long for me to come to a dark alleyway, and in my dream I turned on the flashlight, and I vaguely felt familiar, broken bluestone bricks, undulating ground, and the occasional curved stone vault. This is supposed to be the path to the Xuanmen, but the self in the dream seems to be completely unaffected by the feeling of rapid heartbeat, time stagnation, and physical exhaustion when I approached the Xuanmen in the past, but instead walked faster and faster. Could this be the role of that ancient mirror?

Suddenly, I realized that we had come to the Xuanmen, and this was the first time I had observed the Xuanmen up close. This is a huge cave, and the flashlight pillar in his hand in his dream seems incomparably small and slender compared to this huge space. At first, the Xuanmen was like a bottomless abyss, quickly engulfing the surrounding light, even if the flashlight beam did not shine on the Xuanmen, the light pillar seemed to be attracted by the huge gravitational force in the Xuanmen, and it was no longer a straight line, distorting and projecting into the black hole.

When I got closer, I realized that when the pillar of light entered the Xuanmen, the surface of the Xuanmen was like a surface with water ripples, towering in front of me, constantly reflecting the light, which seemed a little bizarre. And in the dream, without a trace of hesitation, I walked straight to the Xuanmen. I desperately called my name again, but it didn't work at all, and I disappeared into the door in my dream, and the light quickly disappeared, leaving only the sparkling stars.

I don't know how I got into the Xuanmen. But after entering, it seemed to be an endless void, no sound, no weight, and the other one was not far in front of me, but his every movement was extremely slow, although it was also the way he walked, but there seemed to be an invisible force pushing him.

At this moment, I realized that my thinking was also becoming slow, and some pictures that had been buried in the depths of my memory kept emerging, Liu Yinyin, who was once a childhood sweetheart, my second uncle who used to secretly teach me the arts, my eldest brother who disappeared when I was a teenager, and many years later I received a wordless letter from him. I thought I had buried all these memories deeply, but now I realize that they are so clear that they seem to tell me that the river of time seems to be rushing back, only because I stayed where I was, never left. But reason keeps reminding me to stay awake, I'm in the Xuanmen, to follow myself in my dreams, I have to figure out where I'm going?

(Too void does not give birth to spiritual wisdom, sincerity does not depend on good and evil, those who have deep desires are shallow, those who quarrel with right and wrong are not connected, those who touch the realm and have less certainty, those who are lonely and forget the machine are Hui Shen, those who are proud of things and high hearts are strong, those who cling to emptiness are stupid, those who seek evidence are stagnation, those who seek Buddha in asceticism are confused, those who seek Buddha in centrifugal ways are outside, and those who are obsessed with Buddha are demons.) --"The Essentials of Epiphany") (To be continued.) )