From the detention center to one in and one out, a few days of precipitation made Zhou Yi's mind more and more clear. He began to play cards with his fellow inmates around him, and then the impact of the incident became more and more great, he was held alone in one place, simply sitting alone, closing his eyes and meditating, the whole person became more and more empty, and what he did in the past was confused, one by one, he skimmed his heart, and became more and more indifferent to external objects.

Despite this, whenever I see such a beautiful landscape in front of me, I still unconsciously feel the ups and downs of my heart.

Because of the existence of such magical things as space, he has come into contact with many Taoist Buddhist scriptures, and prefers to explore the secrets of the world, and to explore some people of the same kind.

But except for the old lama who passed away in Tibet, of course, so far, even if he takes some time out to go to the Buddha resort every year, he has not met one or two strangers.

Even if you read all the Buddhist scriptures, even if your heart becomes more and more indifferent and calm, you still can't learn that the four are empty, and you can't figure out the purity and selflessness.

There will always be times when the heart is uneven, when you taste the beautiful text, taste the delicious food, and see the changing beauty in front of you, and get close to nature, your heart will also surge with the tide.

It wasn't the uncertainty of his troubles, but the comfort of his body stretching in the rippling waves—he enjoyed the surging that made him feel like no different from anyone else after some of the "superhuman" changes that had taken place in him.

The people around me are always getting old day by day.

Even if there is space spiritual water, Zhou Yi's delicate thoughts can still feel the passage of life of his parents and relatives.

And what about himself?

It seems that it has changed beyond ordinary beings, and it has changed with the evolution of that mysterious world, and it is full of vitality. There is almost no end in sight......

Zhou Yi's thoughts. As the sun sank to the other side of the water, to the other side of the mountain. Sink down...... The ship also docked.

When the abandoned boat got on the car, and when it was almost to Qingshan Town, a huge shiny round wheel rose up at the end of the town; At the other end of the narrow, straight street, between the slits of the floors, rose to reveal the silhouette of the sky.

The car drove into town.

The streets of the town are lined with each other. Just like who holds a happy event, countless red arches are erected.

Zhou Yi habitually looked at the "curtain" of the arch -

"Second Uncle Zhou Dajun, Second Aunt Zhou Ning, welcome Zhou Yi home!"

"Brother-in-law Qian Liang, sister Wang Qun, welcome Zhou Yi home!"

"Fourth uncle Zhou Dahu, fourth aunt Wu Guisheng, welcome Zhou Yi home!"

……

Countless banners hung on the top of the arch, relatives, friends, and even folks who were not so familiar with them. All stood on both sides of the street, watching their "children" come back. Watch him "avenge his grievances" and watch him get back what belongs to him - although it is far less important than people think.

This is the victory of justice, this is the success of Zhou Yi, and the victory of all the villagers, and it also carries the expectations and hopes of all the villagers......

Zhou Yi, who has been educated since he was a child, "men sweat without tears", and Zhou Yi, who has always led to "tears" as shame, at this time, for some reason, the turbulent heat rushed from his chest to his eyes, rushed out, and was brought out by the tears of the embankment.

He didn't know why he shed tears, only when he felt his cheeks wet, only when his hands touched the wetness, he knew that tears really came out of his eyes.

Zhou Yi, who has always been able to get by, Zhou Yi, who has always been rich and safe, has been pulled around like a donkey, and at this moment, he finally really wants to do something from the heart.

In the past, he always thought about doing that, but this kind of imagination was only a thin wish, which was always delayed by him for various reasons, and almost never realized, but now, he really made up his mind from the bottom of his heart to do something.

Not for someone, but for this land where he was born and raised, for this villager, for this nostalgia.

People may be difficult to control; But this love is always true.

There is still a long time before the New Year, but the entire Qingshan Town, just like the New Year, is full of lights, arched colorful doors, hanging banners, and firecrackers are also resounding when Zhou Yi walks into the town!

"Tom! Tong! Tong! ”

Several loud sounds, several bright spots rose from the ground, rose to the side of the moon, seeing that the castration was exhausted, abrupt, it exploded, ten colors and five lights, is the illusion of fire trees and silver flowers; With a crackling sound, the purple chrysanthemum bloomed again......

In the middle of the street, hundreds of foreigners waved colorful flags, shouted excitedly in a foreign language that was difficult to understand, welcoming Zhou Yi's return, and also celebrating everyone's victory and celebrating the consummation of this party.

On both sides of the town, tall plane trees stand tall to shade the world.

Under the plane tree, the lanterns are knotted, and it is another world.

Countless delicacies, ingredients transported from the cave, were prepared by a dozen of the best chefs in town and countless helpers, and they were all placed on the table.

The townspeople were seated.

An old man, standing in the middle of the avenue, was full of energy, with his loud voice, in the local dialect, with ancient rhymes, reciting aloud words that even Zhou Yi could not understand.

Everyone did not speak, watching the old man finish reciting a long poem, and then trembling and bent his body, burning the yellow paper with words printed on his hand.

On the pile of yellow paper, the fire was raging, and Zhou Yi stepped over with his feet at the signal of his parents.

At this moment, a gust of wind blew cold, and a few unburned pieces of paper drifted with the wind; More and more yellow paper floated up and floated onto all the dinner tables, shining brighter than the five-colored lights, slowly burning out, and laying ashes all over the dishes.

The foreigners looked at the good dishes, which were covered with paper embers, and they all showed a look of surprise and pity.

They also knew that what was going on was probably an ancient activity in the East, but looking at the silence, no one spoke, and there was no expression on their faces.

"Mom, look, the paper is flying." The only cute little boy in the team said happily.

"Shhhh......hh

"Uhh

He didn't know what he saw, but he finally couldn't bear his thoughts, and softly pulled the corner of the woman's clothes, and said softly: "Mom, I seem to have seen someone...... There is a person moving under each piece of paper...... They're eating......" the boy muttered quietly, not knowing whether he was curious or afraid.

――――

Try it early today, and there's another chapter in the evening. (To be continued.) )