The morning light softly penetrates through the floor-to-ceiling windows, the color is clear, and the world is pure and beautiful. Xiao Xuan opened his eyes, pinched his eyebrows, and looked helpless: "I dreamed of her again......"

From time to time, I would dream of her, an ancient girl in a skirt with wide sleeves. She first appeared in the dream, small and soft, with just four small white teeth. Now she has grown into a flower-like girl. At first, Xiao Xuan felt as if he was watching a series with only one protagonist, which was very interesting.

It wasn't until recently that dreams began to intensify. When Xiao Xuan realized that as long as he closed his eyes, he would involuntarily look for her, and suddenly realized that he had been attracted to her in his dream.

In the dream, quietly, watching her life flow slowly, this kind of companionship feels really good with her...... The beautiful illusion of infatuation must be caused by habit becoming nature, right?!

Xiao Xuan shook his head slightly, opened his eyes and looked out the window, there was a touch of beauty on the sea level, and the sun was rising.

"Xiao, the master has been out," a slender and upright figure pushed the door in after knocking twice, and as Xiao Xuan looked at the brilliant light of the morning sun, his long eyelashes were sharp in his eyes, and at this moment the golden brilliance was reflected, lining his handsome and indifferent face with a soft femininity. He put his hand in his trouser pocket, a leisurely voice, and said in a quiet voice: "Tomorrow, we will leave for Tibet." ”

"Hmm," Xiao Xuan remained motionless, revealing his thin and strong pectoral muscles, his abdominal muscles were plated into bright gold by the sun, his narrow eyes were lightly closed, his angular face was radiant, and the whole person looked unrealistically beautiful.

"The Guru said that your symptoms are a type of hypnosis. The girl in your dreams, you've never seen before. Therefore, you are hypnotized by the person in your dream. Xiao, your IQ is worrying!" Zhao Yi leisurely admired Xiao Xuan's angular and deep facial features suddenly became dark, stretched a big lazy waist with satisfaction, and then crossed his waist and laughed loudly at the sea, "Wahahaha......" The laughter was wanton and demonic, instantly destroying his previous mature and stable cold aura.

"This is one of the highest civil airports in the world!" Landing at Lhasa Gonggar International Airport, Zhao Yi smiled and muttered, "Occasionally, the mysterious snowy plateau, the magical six laws, reincarnation!"

"Hey, reincarnation, that's the reincarnation method of resurrecting with another body immediately after death, don't you think it's amazing?" Zhao Yi, who was dressed in a navy blue Tibetan robe, pretended to be exaggerated and sad all the way: "Xiao! You give me a reaction! I'll follow you, I'm not worried about you! The dog bites Lu Dongbin, I don't know the hearts of good people! Even my beloved mushroom Liang, ask me to go to the beach, I quit for you!"

After getting off the plane until he got into the off-road vehicle, Xiao Xuan kept putting his whole person in a chair all the way, indifferently closing his eyes and pretending to rest, completely ignoring Zhao Yi who was following him.

"Why don't you wear the Tibetan robe I specially prepared for you?" I wear it alone, how embarrassed it is to be watched along the way, do you know it?!" Zhao Yila pulled one sleeve of the Tibetan robe hanging down, rolled his eyes and slanted at Xiao Xuan, who was dressed in casual clothes, with a look of indifference that rejected people thousands of miles away, chattering: "Your brother and I, I really didn't come to see your jokes!

Rows of neat poplar trees swept by outside the car window, casting a haze on Xiao Xuan's silent face.

Many white pagodas are dotted with green hills at the end of the sight, and in the middle of the hills, an ancient temple is covered with green smoke and fairy spirit. The golden ** shines on the roof of the ancient temple, the brightly colored victory building flutters elegantly in the wind, and the heavy bell rings slowly in the sunset, with the understanding of the vicissitudes of the years from ancient times to the present, and the melodious echo in the heaven and earth.

Xiao Xuan, who was standing at the door of the temple, narrowed his narrow eyes slightly, unable to control the shock on his face.

Zhao Yi looked at Xiao Xuan triumphantly, and hooked the corner of his mouth: "I feel like a good drink, right?

A little Sha Tuo's eyebrows and eyes were immature, he smiled indifferently, stood aside and waited for Zhao Yi to shake his head and show his head, and then bowed: "The master is invited." ”

Zhao Yi hurriedly pulled Xiao Xuan and bowed in return: "There is labor!"

Following Xiao Shatuo into the dark and wide hall, Xiao Xuan admired the brilliant painted pillars, the exquisite and atmospheric murals, and the eight treasures of the bejeweled Buddhism.

As soon as he entered the door, Zhao Yi exclaimed softly: "I've come to the world of futons!"

I saw that at the end of the line of sight at the edge of the shadow of the main hall, there were full futons on the ground. There are groups of lamas sitting around, calm and relaxed, and the unhurried voice of conversation in the flickering yellow light of the butter lamp gives people a sense of peace of mind.

Zhao Yi knelt lightly on a futon beside him, and pulled Xiao Xuan: "Wait here, the master is debating the scriptures." ”

"You guys are here," an old lama with gray eyebrows in the crowd smiled slightly, and turned to look at Xiao Xuan, "Do you believe in the past and present lives, reincarnation?"

Xiao Xuan looked back at the wise eyes of his master, only to feel as if his heart had been seen through, and he was at a loss for a while: "I, I haven't thought about ......"

"Well, you can rest early. The guru nodded, his eyebrows kind, "Come back tomorrow morning." ”

Lying on the bed in the meditation room, you can see the continuous snow-capped mountains outside the open window, the moonlight is swaying, the snow-capped mountains are shining brightly, holy and flawless. Zhao Yi muttered sleepily: "Xiao, do you remember to close the window......"

Xiao Xuan lay on the bed without sleep, got up and closed the window, blew out the butter lamp, and Zhao Yi, who was sleeping on the other side of the meditation room, was already snoring.

"Past and present lives, reincarnation?" Xiao Xuan muttered softly, his mind in a trance: "Is she in my dream my last ......life?"

The delicate little girl pulled up her wide sleeves, revealing the skin of Shengxue's forearms, carrying a brush, and engrossed in writing something on the rice paper on the long table, the jade-colored paperweight shining.

After writing, the corners of her mouth curled, and her ruddy lips were dazzling: "Of course, I would rather believe it than believe it! Regarding the past life and this life, I have found a clue here!"

"I was not born, and I was old. You hate me for being late, and I hate you for being early. --This is the first life, when I meet him, he is already dying; I am not born, I am old, I am old, I hate not to be born at the same time, and I am good with you every day. --This is the second life, or too late, he, old. Her voice was crisp and sweet, the tender white orchid fingers were holding the rice paper, chanting softly, the knee-length hair swaying softly was black and beautiful, lining her little face was hazy, and Yingying's worries were shallow, "I was born before I was born, and I am old when you were born." I am far from the end of the world, and you are separated from my cape. --In this third life, he was born too early, and when I met him, I was already old. I was born before I was born, and I am old when you were born. Butterflies go to find flowers, and perch on fragrant grass at night. --This fourth life is still too early, since we are born to be human and cannot know each other, then, pray to God, and in the next life, be a butterfly, in pairs, looking for flowers during the day, and staying in the grass at night. In this way, it's good to ......."

A sour feeling hit, Xiao Xuan breathed deeply, and he couldn't stop the violent convulsions in his heart.

"Xiao!Xiao Xuan!Get up!" Xiao Xuan, who was vigorously shaken by Zhao Yi to open his eyes, looked distraught, and muttered, "Jun is old......"

"Dreaming again?" Zhao Yi looked up to the sky and sighed: "Let's come back and discuss whether you are old or not, for a whole day, the master is only free after the morning class, and if you miss it, you will have to wait for tomorrow morning!"