Li Jiawen shouted excitedly: "Immortal, did you hear my prayer, that's why you came to see me, I can endure hardships, I can sit dry, I can let go of obsessions, as long as you help me pay off my worldly debts and let my family and friends live a stable life, I am willing to live forever by your side as a cow and a horse!" ”

"Immortals?" The Dao Tong let out a question, and then smiled: "You recognize the wrong person, I am not an immortal, even if I am an immortal, there are so many people in this world who want to serve me, they are willing to give all their wealth in exchange for a foothold around me, but you still need me to help you pay off your worldly debts, such a self-losing and causal thing, do you think I will do it?" ”

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This is also why Taoist priests always live in seclusion in the mountains, only those who are not deep in the Tao will walk around in the world, once they are enlightened, they will seek the Tao wholeheartedly, and then ignore the cause and effect of the world.

Li Jiawen didn't understand the mystery, and asked puzzledly: "Aren't all immortals immeasurably meritorious?" ”

Dao Tong shook his head and said: "You are wrong, immortals do not mean that merit is immeasurable, if merit is immeasurable, you can become an immortal, then as long as you are good, then everyone can become an immortal." Immortals are cultivated, they are fought for, only by fighting with the sky, can they become immortals, if they do not fight, you will live for a hundred years, how can you be called immortals? But if there is a dispute, then there is a conflict, and as long as there is a conflict, it is not a merit. ”

"The so-called immortal merits in the mortal world are immeasurable, but the stories that have been passed down by Taoist priests who are not yet immortals for fame and vanity, and what the real immortals have done ordinary people will never know. An immortal, he can live for 10,000 years, and in 10,000 years, he has done something that has been passed down through the ages, and you say that it is a great merit, but the so-called great merit of 'passing down through the ages' may be just a yawn for the immortals, and for the long 10,000 years, he spent most of his time doing penance for himself, not for you. ”

"Therefore, the gods can be good, but it does not mean that they have to be good, nor are they good for you, their mood and thoughts are very important when they are good, just like a great traitor, when he is in a good mood, they will also give a coin to the beggar. Only the little Taoist priests who have not yet cut off their mortal hearts will think about saving the dead and helping the wounded when they are practicing in Hongchen, and the real immortals will be like an ordinary person, when there is free bread, they will also go to line up, and when someone robs, they will also run away. ”

"Each immortal cultivates a different way, so their thoughts are also different, but in a long time, only people with a firm heart can survive, just ask, you have lived for 10,000 years, and you have seen all the life and death and the rise and fall of life, will you still be sad for the sorrow of a mortal?"

Li Jiawen seems to understand a little, just like Li Jiawen at this time, he will no longer grieve for Qin Shi Huang's book burning and pit Confucianism, nor will he be sad and angry for the blood of the Three Kingdoms, this does not mean that he is a villain, but for him, this kind of tragic and desolate historical story has been seen too much, and he will be numb in his heart, and he will think that all this is just a fragment of the flow of time. And for the long life of the immortals, everything will become inconsequential history.

Since even the change of dynasties is just a fragment, then Li Jiawen's current sorrow is not sorrow, his so-called search for immortals can't move anyone, even if he jumps off the cliff at the moment, the immortals will not necessarily stop him, not because the immortals are evil, just because the immortals have seen too much.

"You know so much, aren't you still an immortal?" Li Jiawen asked.

Dao Tong smiled ashamedly: "I'm just like you, I'm just an immortal seeker, what I just said is actually just my words, and I can't count them." ”

"But according to what you mean, immortals must exist, right?"

"Do immortals exist or not?" Dao Tong first looked up at the sky, then looked down at the ground, and finally looked at Li Jiawen.

Heaven and earth people, he has seen it all.

"As long as you are firm in your heart, then if you think he exists, then he exists, and if you think he does not exist, then he does not exist."

Li Jiawen read Dao Tong's words in a low voice, puzzled: "You mean, immortals don't exist, but as long as the heart is firm, even if he doesn't exist, he still exists?" ”

Dao Tong smiled and said, "No, I mean, the immortal exists, but if you firmly believe in your heart that he doesn't exist, then even if he soars in front of you, you will regard it as an illusion." ”

Li Jiawen was struck by lightning, it turned out that there are really immortals in this world, he has no auditory hallucinations, everything he hears is true!

In this world, there is always another choice.

Only when you are cornered will you see that choice, Li Jiawen knelt down and kowtowed: "Immortal, you must be an immortal, please help me, please help me!" ”

He kowtowed three times, and when he looked up again, he found that there was no one in front of him, only the darkness and coldness of the sky, making a loud noise, as if mocking Li Jiawen's ignorance and ridiculousness.

"Where are you?" Li Jiawen shouted in panic, he felt that the only hope had slipped through his fingertips.

"You're coming out!" Li Jiawen knelt on the ground, and then kowtowed frantically: "You come out, you come out!" ”

But that Taoist boy, as if he had never appeared, never appeared again.

Li Jiawen slowly got up, and he suddenly felt as if he had just had a dream.

In the dream, he created an illusion for himself, that Dao Tong was he who still had luck in his heart, and he created that Dao Tong to convince himself that there were really gods in this world.

If you firmly believe in your heart that he doesn't exist, then even if he soars in front of you, you will take it as an illusion.

This is the most deceptive of all.

Li Jiawen remembered that he had read such a micro-novel, the protagonist of the novel was a little girl, she kept telling her mother that there was someone in her room, but the mother rummaged through the daughter's room and didn't find anything unusual, the girl thought that her mother didn't believe her, and cried and shouted every day and night that the person in the room made her unable to sleep, and her mother was very angry, so she hit the girl, the girl picked up the scissors and said to her mother, I will kill the person in the room now, and then the girl stabbed the scissors into her own chest, and the blood flowed all over the ground, The rusty scissors are so sharp for some reason, and even at the moment when the girl is dying, she is still shouting, Mom, look, I stabbed her, I stabbed her!

At this time, Li Jiawen felt like that little girl.

Which side is true and which side is illusory.

Is the Taoist boy he always thought existed himself? Is the immortal who has been talking also himself? If that is not his own words, then who are they, why can't others see them, and why can't they hear them, why?

In the most distinct black and white, a gray area suddenly appeared, and Li Jiawen felt that he was walking in this gray area, lonely, lonely, and did not know how to choose.

Even if he soars in front of you, you'll take it as an illusion.

Li Jiawen felt that he didn't need to search for immortals anymore, because he could no longer make any correct judgments, and even this world, he wondered if it was just a computer game, he was just a game character controlled by a player.

All the joys, sorrows, and sorrows, all the loneliness and hesitation, there is no way to give a reasonable explanation at this moment.

Li Jiawen left Longhu Mountain overnight.

He passed by the door of the house and did not enter, he didn't want his parents to see him having a nervous breakdown, since he had already been to Longhu Mountain, it was time to go to another place.

If the gods can't give an answer, then he hopes that science can give him the answer, and he has to recognize whether he is living in illusion or reality.

Xu Miyang became a psychiatrist through self-study, and her certificate was only recently obtained, and this private psychological counseling studio had just opened, and there was no business, because she looked young and beautiful, and no family member would rest assured that her family members with mental illness would be handed over to Xu Miyang.

Li Jiawen saw Xu Miyang's psychological counseling studio from an advertisement on a telephone pole, he walked in, sat down, took out the only three hundred yuan on his body, and said, "Doctor, I only have three hundred yuan, can you help me take a look, I think I'm sick, and I'm very sick." ”

Xu Miyang put down the book "Escape from Freedom" by Fromm in his hand, and looked at the patient who came here alone, he was still young and clean, but at this time his face was full of confusion, coupled with the hair that was about to cover his eyes, people couldn't help but want to explore the secrets in his eyes.

"I don't have to take your money, as long as you're willing to be my clinical patient for my research for a long time." Xu Miyang is not short of money, she only became a psychological counselor out of pure love for psychology, she likes the pleasure of mastering other people's psychology, which will make her feel a sense of accomplishment, just like God.

Li Jiawen was stunned for a moment, and then he also began to look at Xu Miyang, she was wearing glasses, the pupils under the glasses were full of curiosity and confidence, and the delicate little mouth seemed to be ready to say some earth-shattering words, so young that she seemed to be eager to find her first patient.

He put the three hundred yuan back in his trouser pocket, Xu Miyang saw this in his eyes, and the corners of his mouth unconsciously curled, as if he had mastered and understood everything.

"Say, tell all your doubts and troubles, I will listen, I will answer, I will help, here, you will get the best!"

Li Jiawen gritted his teeth, as long as he opened his mouth, then all this will be recorded in the file, whether he is a psychopath or not, he will be stamped with the three words psychopathy.

But there's no choice, is there?

"I think I can hear the gods, and I think I've seen the gods, but it all happened very briefly, like a bubble that suddenly disappears, and I was thinking that the gods should be so elusive, but at the same time, I thought that all this could be my hallucination, so I came here to seek an answer, or rather, to get a cure."