"Go to bed early, don't play too late."

"Got it, Mom, go to sleep!" Liu Juan has always gone to bed very early, for women, staying up late is definitely the enemy of delicate skin, and going to bed early late is the long-term way.

Yang Rui watched Liu Juan enter the house, threw the tablet in his hand on the sofa, and was ready to go to sleep; Watching TV with Liu Juan is really grinding, especially for people like Yang Rui who don't like to watch domestic dramas.

Taking out the relics from his pocket, Yang Rui thought about it and put it at the head of the bed, undressed and went to sleep.

……

Where is it?

The ground beneath his feet was a little muddy, and there was a white mist as far as the eye could see; After pinching himself with his hand, he didn't feel the pain, it turned out that he was dreaming.

I haven't had such a lucid dream for a long time, or I haven't had such a lucid dream since adulthood; But when I was a child, I often felt that I was dreaming in my dreams, and then when I wanted to wake up, I was trying to commit suicide in various ways, from jumping off a building to jumping off a cliff, and I died anyway, and then I woke up from the dream.

When Yang Rui found out that it was a dream, he didn't think about the problem of waking up, in fact, he didn't even have this thought in his heart now.

"What a strange look!" Yang Rui didn't understand a little, in his dreams, he was often very weak in his thinking ability, and his judgment of many things was much worse than in reality, but now Yang Rui felt that his thinking habits were not much different from reality, and even much better than in reality.

"Is it because of the relics?" Yang Rui was a little puzzled, but now he could only think of this reason in his heart.

"You're here, you're finally here."

Yang Rui was shocked, and the entire space was filled with this old voice; "Who are you?" Yang Rui shouted to divert the fear in his heart, yes, now all that is left in Yang Rui's heart is fear.

In this place where there was a white mist everywhere, and there was no creature in sight, but suddenly a voice came from all directions, which could not be frightened; I don't know if the other party is kind or malicious, if it's good, it's okay, hello, I'm good, everyone; If it is malicious, Yang Rui still has a lot of life to live.

The most important thing is that he is still a virgin, and he still has a lot of good things to experience.

With the spread of Yang Rui's voice, the unchanged white mist finally changed at this time, and a path branched out from it, which could accommodate the normal passage of the next person.

Yang Rui looked at the path that suddenly appeared, and he knew that this was the way he was going.

There was hesitation and hesitation, but Yang Rui still walked firmly along the path; Time is meaningless under his feet, Yang Rui doesn't know how far he has walked, it may be a meter, or a hundred meters, or a distance of kilometers, all of which are meaningless.

Because there is white fog on both sides of the road, except for the trail, the distance without reference is of no use.

"Have you arrived?" Yang Rui silently thought that after not knowing how much time and not knowing how much distance he had walked, Yang Rui had calmed down now.

It's so familiar here! Yes, Yang Rui felt that the scene in front of him was very familiar, with antique buildings without the slightest trace of industrialization.

"Yuntai Temple!" Looking at the three big characters in the seal font, Yang Rui instantly understood that everything here looked so familiar, this was Yuntai Temple, but it was Yuntai Temple decades ago. Those reinforced concrete buildings have disappeared, and it should not be said that it should be said that a few decades ago, there were no buildings in Yuntai Temple.

"Back in time!" As soon as Yang Rui came up with this idea, he was denied by himself, because this was a dream.

There are no monks, there are no little novices, everything seems to be very silent, Yang Rui pushed open the mountain gate of Yuntai Temple, and the old gate made a "squeak" sound.

The Buddha statues of the four heavenly kings are enshrined in the main hall of the mountain gate, and Yang Rui has always felt that the faces of the four heavenly kings of the Buddhist family are too scary.

Compared with the current Yuntai Temple, the temple did not have such electrical equipment a few decades ago, and it seemed much older. However, it seems to be a pure place for Buddhism.

"I'm coming!" Yang Rui didn't stay, he came directly to a meditation room and said loudly; If Liu Juan saw this, she must be surprised, this is the Zen temple where the old monk Honghui lived. It's just that in comparison, Yang Rui looks much newer in front of him, and he doesn't have that thick sense of history.

Yang Rui has also figured it out now, I am a fish and a man, and a knife; Now that my fate is not in my control, I still accept it calmly.

Take it one step at a time.

"Enter!"

Yang Rui sat cross-legged on the futon, looked at the people on the side, and said secretly in his heart: "Sure enough!" ”

Yang Rui had seen his photo in Yuntai Temple, but the person in front of him looked much younger than the photo.

"Boy Yang Rui, I've seen Master Hongyuan." Yang Rui was a little nervous in his heart, but he was more calm, this is a good monk, and he should not be in danger.

"Hehe, don't be nervous, Xiaoyou, do you know that I have been waiting for you here for decades." Hongyuan's voice sounds a little ethereal, but it gives people the feeling that it has a calming effect.

After hearing his words, Yang Rui's mind raced, for decades, he remembered that he died in ninety-four years, and it was only twenty years now, but he was talking about decades, and the word "number" here must not be just two of the two.

In other words, before Yang Rui was born, he was waiting.

Wait, foreseeing the future, this kind of thing should be something that no one can achieve, and this is not at all the same level as the soul thing. The soul exists objectively, the future, what is the future, what can be changed is the future, since it can be changed, how can it be predicted.

In other words, Hongyuan is not waiting for himself, but people like himself; What's so special about yourself? Yang Rui opened his mouth and asked, "I don't know, what's the matter with the master and the other kids!" ”

"Xiaoyou has a fate with this method, and I give you this method, I hope Xiaoyou can grind it well." Saying that, Hongyuan actually flew into Yang Rui's brain as a whole person.

Yang Rui wanted to dodge, but he could dodge there.

"Ahh

In the dark night, Yang Rui sat up from the bed, and after his eyes gradually adjusted, Yang Rui found that he had woken up from a dream.

"I see" Yang Rui remembered his previous dream, and the Hongyuan he saw in the dream was actually an obsession left behind after the death of Master Hongyuan. Yang Rui took out the relics from the bedside, the originally smooth relics no longer looked as agile as before, and now they were more like an ordinary stone.

The method that Hongyuan said can actually be regarded as a kind of exercise, which can only be practiced by people with special physical needs; This exercise has no name, and why the nameless exercise has become Master Hongyuan's obsession has to start with himself.

Master Hongyuan has been following his master since he was a child, practicing in the Central Plains, but he brought the Central Plains to be broken, and the people were not living, and his master passed away at that time; This nameless practice has been passed down.

Master Hongyuan cultivated this method, but at the end he found that he was not suitable for cultivation at all, and in his life, he began to look for someone who could practice this method, but he couldn't find it.

At the end of the day, because of the forcible practice of nameless exercises, he finally died without illness.