It's been another two days, and I don't know how the hell I got through it?

It's like the sequelae of a concussion, and I'm suffering from the feeling of vomiting from vertigo all the time!

It's been two days of fasting and I feel like I'm going to die. I don't know if this can be on the news, but there is still such a blessing in this life, and it can still be popular with a strange cause of death.

At noon on the sixth day, I lay in my grandmother's house as usual. Because my grandmother and grandfather were afraid that I would fall in the room alone, they helped me to the room of the two of them during the day.

I sat up in amazement!

I got up so fast that I felt like the picture in front of me was blurry, and I almost fell back down!

I closed my eyes, slowed down, and about a quarter of an hour passed, finally feeling a little better.

I listened to it a little hard, but it was very faint, what kind of sound is this? It seems to be the sound of the qin, the sound of the guqin? I confirmed it repeatedly, and it was indeed the sound of the guqin.

It's been six days! I've had a loved one! It's the first time I've heard a voice from my consciousness, and I thought I wouldn't feel the effects of my consciousness again until I died!

The sound of the piano became clearer and clearer. It seemed to be playing in my ears again and again, and the sound gradually calmed my emotions down.

Gradually, I felt that the irritability caused by dizziness was not so strong, and I began to wonder what caused my dizziness now.

There has to be a reason for this, and it is impossible for such a strange situation to happen for no reason.

This feeling of vertigo seems familiar, as if somewhere, where have I ever experienced it? Where is it? Is there something that I have neglected?

I can remember with certainty that I definitely experienced it myself, not a dream!

I pressed my head against my dizziness, groped for the position of the pillow with my eyes closed, and lay down in an extremely slow motion.

After lying down, he took a moment to rest.

I closed my eyes and began to recall in my mind that day when I went to Shengjing, carefully recalling every small detail that I might have overlooked, and repeatedly speculating what went wrong.

Finally, on the way to Zipeng Mountain, I remembered it. I frowned.

I fumbled around the side of the pillow, found the phone hidden under the pillow, held it in front of me, and unlocked the phone screen. His eyes opened slightly, and he looked at all the pictures taken on the way to Zipeng Mountain.

From that one, the clouds on the horizon look like the Bodhisattva of the King of the Earth, and the pictures are crossed in front of me, as if they are all relatively beautiful scenery?

Hmm? What is this? What is this? Is it a tripod? Have I ever taken this picture? Strange? When did it happen? After enlarging the picture, and then enlarging it, is this the big tripod between the Guanyin Hall and Vedas?

Swiped it back a little further, this is the Dharma weapon in the hand of Veda Bodhisattva. This is it!

I remembered it! This is it! It was here that I had this kind of vertigo that almost fainted! I almost fell outside the Guanyin Temple! It was my mother who held me up, so that I didn't fall down yet!

The syncope was more violent than this one, but it was only temporary. Because it was temporary, I ignored it. After that, he was left behind.

Is it the Bodhisattva who is testing himself? Why did he go through such a painful thing? Just as he remembered what had happened, a voice suddenly sounded in his ears: "The piano listens to the wind. ”

Huh? What wind?

"Listen to the wind. ”

What kind of wind is the piano?

"Piano! Listen!

What is it?

At this moment, a second voice sounded in his ears: "Xiao Wangyue." At the same time as the voice sounded, my consciousness saw a young man in white with Bao Xiao in his hand.

Xiao Wangyue: Who is this? Is it a person or something?

The feeling of vertigo is not too strong, is it all because of these two people?

My divine sense can already be manipulated with spiritual power, and soon I saw another blue-clothed young man with a treasure harp.

"My name is Piano Listen to the Wind. ”

"My name is Xiao Wangyue. ”

"I'm your tailwind. ”

"I am your clairvoyant. ”

"I have been practicing in Lingshan for 38,400 years. ”

"I have been in Lingshan for forty-three thousand two hundred and ten years. ”

"Previously, as soon as Zipeng Mountain met, it followed you with you. ”

"I have the incense of that hall with you today, so tomorrow you will add us to the hall. ”

"Enshrine a hundred years of incense to help you make a name for the immortal family in the future. ”

The two of you said a word, I said a word, and the whole thing was clearly explained, and I only had the action of nodding after listening, and nothing else.

When the two men saw that I agreed, they looked at each other and smiled, turned and disappeared with the mist.

On the second day, I added the names of Xiao Wangyue and Xiao Wangyue to the bottom corner of the couplet. Incense and kowtow. The feeling of vertigo disappeared completely.

Turning his head and looking at his own hall, it is clear that everyone is clairvoyant, and they are in charge of the wind, why do I still have to suffer this treatment? The two of them can't just sign up directly! Alas! They are all a family, and they can't find any more accounts!

I don't know what the ears and eyes do!

"It's time for you to go to Nama Mansion and get in touch with Xiaohuarong, right?"

"Back to Master, exactly. ”

"The cultivation of the Spirit Fox Patriarch is comparable to the head of the immortals in the immortal cultivation realm, if you are associated with that Huarong and worship under his hall, you will be able to break through the Nine Heavens in the future. ”

"It's just fate, and I don't think about it. "This is the voice of the devil, how can I hear his voice?

"There you go. "Could this be the voice of the Ghost King?

I looked at it with my divine sense, and there was no figure around me. So where does this sound come from?

He went back to his room and continued to complete the spell that Master had copied him.

At night, I was lying in bed and preparing to fall asleep. But suddenly the figure of his grandfather flashed in front of him.

Well, I guess I'm thinking about it. Shaking his head, he thought it was better to go to bed quickly. Close your eyes and quickly find your way to sleep.

But when I closed my eyes, I saw my grandfather in front of me. Grandfather was lying on the kang, snoring soundly asleep. Looking at my grandfather's figure, my nose was sour, and I burst into tears.

In my heart, I only felt that my grandfather's figure should be like a child, just like a teenager. My grandfather was old and had suffered too much, so there were so many vicissitudes. Wrinkles on the face, gray sideburns, crooked spine, none of this should have belonged to the grandfather.

If my grandfather one day, at the end of his life, how would he face the scene of separation? He might not be able to live, right? Grandfather was one of the few sunshines in his life for nearly 20 years.

If it weren't for my grandfather's unscrupulous preference, I might not have such an optimistic personality and such a carefree life. The neglect of parents, not a wealthy family, at first patriarchal grandmothers. The happiness of the past 18 years has been brought by my grandfather, who is my spiritual support.

The more I thought about it, the more I cried, and finally I had difficulty breathing, my nasal passages were blocked by sourness and I couldn't breathe, I was crying, and my face was already red.

When my mother heard the noise, she knocked on the door.

I had no way to answer at all, so I could only choke up and sob, crying. I heard my mother frantically looking for the room key outside the door, and after waiting for a while, I finally heard the sound of the keyhole being rotated open.

The mother said eagerly, "What's the matter? It's almost midnight! What are you crying about! Don't scare your grandfather and grandmother!"

As soon as I heard the word grandfather, I cried even more, and my tears were like the flood beasts that opened the floodgates, surging down the embankment!

Wow, ahhh——h They were all a little frightened, for fear that something would happen to them, and they kept watching themselves with concern.

"What's the matter? Why don't you sleep and cry so much?" said my grandmother, holding my hand.

"What's the matter? What do you want to eat? Tomorrow my grandfather will buy you enough to eat." Grandfather said bluntly.

As soon as I heard this, I glanced at my grandfather with a serious face. They howled and cried even more violently! I couldn't hear them at all, only my own cry was in my ears.

Finally, when I cried until I hiccuped, I barely calmed down a little.