The next day, there were sparse snowflakes in the sky, and it was less than a month before the Spring Festival. There is his childhood, a carefree childhood, although it is a little bitter, but the years of innocence and ignorance have changed the taste of this bitterness, and there is still a lot of fun.

When thinking about this, Liu Shuang was driving alone on the way to Guangming Temple, and the snow was not very heavy, which did not affect the traffic. This morning he secretly drove out in a car alone, Xiyue's ears are not ordinary, if she hears it, she will definitely follow him, this woman said nothing to do. On the way there, he sent text messages to Nangong Jin and Chen Kexin on their mobile phones, saying that he was going out of the country to reassure them.

He was desperate for an answer to all that had happened to him, maybe everything was not as simple as he imagined, since he discovered that he could be invisible as a child, his life was connected by an invisible thread and something he didn't know yet.

The car drove into the town with difficulty, and the moment he stepped into the town, the whole world seemed to be suddenly changed, it was still sunny here, and the dazzling light and melting warmth made Liu Shuang, a person who had just come from winter, a little uncomfortable. This time, he was familiar with the road, so he didn't ask anyone for directions again, and went straight to the mountain.

Halfway up the mountain, he met the middle-aged monk carrying a flat burden, as if he was going to the bottom of the mountain to carry water, it was not easy to carry a bucket of water on such a rugged and narrow mountain road, the monk stood in front of Liu Shuang with his hands folded and sang the Buddha horn: "Amitabha, donor, you are here!" ”

It's as if Liu Shuang is a frequent visitor here, there are no strange politenesses, just a simple sentence, donor, you are here! Liu Shuang looked at the two big buckets on the monk's shoulders and said, "Master, I'll accompany you to fetch water!" ”

Liu Shuang's words made the monk slightly moved. There was a trace of ripple in the expression on his face, which seemed to be joy and relief, and Liu Shuang, a person who is good at reading people, did not understand what the expression on his face wanted to express.

"The poor monk thanked the donor, but don't worry, you see that I have already picked up this water!" Liu Shuang followed the monk's gaze, and sure enough, the wooden barrel that was still empty just now was filled with clear water at this time, and a sweet breath came out of the barrel.

Liu Shuang shook his head in disbelief, he could be sure that he was not wrong before, it must be an empty bucket, but how could it become two buckets full of water when he didn't notice!

After speaking, the middle-aged monk left Liu Shuang, who was still wondering, turned around and walked straight up the mountain, as if the two large buckets of water had no effect on the monk, and he didn't see any tiredness on his body, and he walked like flying.

Following the middle-aged monk up the mountain, at the gate of the Guangming Temple, Liu Shuang saw the old monk with a white beard and eyebrows, who was standing under the huge strange tree and watching the way up the mountain, with a kind smile on his face. Next to him, a snow-white puppy squatted on the bare roots of the old tree, saying that he was a dog, but in fact, Liu Shuang just thought so, because it looked a little like a dog.

"Donor, come as scheduled, the old man is very grateful." The old monk said something that Liu Shuang didn't understand at all, listening to his words, it seemed that Liu Shuang and he agreed to meet again, but Liu Shuang didn't make an appointment, and his memory had not faded to the point of forgetting the agreement with others.

"Master, to be honest, I don't understand what you said." Liu Shuang also folded his hands and said after bowing his head slightly.

"Hehe, it's actually normal to not understand, because you are still Liu Shuang." The old monk stared at Liu Shuang and said, his gaze emitted a soft white light, like a scanner sweeping up and down Liu Shuang's body, nodding while watching. looked at the newcomer like the old bustard in the green building, which made Liu Shuang very uncomfortable, and he didn't like the feeling that things were out of his control.

"Master, I have always been Liu Shuang, and I have never changed." For a person who Liu Shuang has not yet found malicious intentions, Liu Shuang can't get angry, this is determined by his character, he is a ruthless person, but he is by no means an unreasonable and short-tempered person.

"Before, it will change in the future." The old monk looked at the puppy squatting on the root of the tree as he spoke, and for the time being, he regarded it as a puppy! The puppy has been looking at Liu Shuang since Liu Shuang appeared, and there seemed to be crystal tears in his sapphire-like eyes, Liu Shuang also noticed that the tears of an animal were just curious in Liu Shuang's eyes, and they couldn't arouse his feelings for the time being.

The puppy suddenly ran towards Liu Shuang, grabbed Liu Shuang's trouser legs, and whined, its voice was not like a dog, but more like a wolf!

Liu Shuang bent down and gently stroked the hair on the puppy's body, when he just touched his hand, Liu Shuang felt that the hair on the puppy's body was very hard, like a steel needle, and after a while, the hair slowly became soft, becoming no different from the hair on the ordinary dog's body. When Liu Shuang stroked it, the little guy grinned as if he was smiling, and kept rubbing his neck against Liu Shuang's hand.

"Master, I think you should know my intentions for coming here, right?" Liu Shuang took his eyes off the cute puppy and looked at the old monk.

"You're here to find your roots! It's just that I can't tell you the inside story yet. The old monk wanted to speak and stopped, and his tone suddenly took a turn.

"Master, I think I should figure out something, though I don't know what these things are. But I think I should know because what happened to me is inextricably linked to me. Master, do you think there's a difference between telling me now and telling me later? Liu Shuang listened to a euphemistic voice but had a powerful aura, he had to figure out about it.

"Hey~!" The old monk who was compassionate suddenly sighed, "The old man has also been thinking about when it is best to tell you, and he has never come up with a result, but the words of the donor just now woke me up." ”

The old monk took out a book with a yellow cover from his arms, handed it to Liu Shuang's hand, and said, "Everything you want to know about the Tao is in this." ”

Liu Shuang took the book in wonder, he thought that the old monk was going to tell him directly, didn't he say that his words woke him up! How did you come up with such a book?

Liu Shuang glanced over and saw the name of the book: Xuanhuang Heavenly Dao