The internship period ended soon, Lichun was a little confused about the work he was about to assign, and the specific arrangements had not yet come down, some people said that they would go to the transportation bureau, some people said that they would go to the countryside to be a teacher, and some people said that they would stay in the sports school as a coach. And while he was still speculating about work, his mother was going to take him back to Money City. According to the national policy, people and their children who supported the construction can go back, and now many people have gone back, and the mother is silent, I don't know where to find the house purchase information, as long as I buy a house over there, I can move my household registration back.

Lichun had no choice, so he had a casual meal with his teammates and classmates, and followed his mother to a strange city with his bags on his back. The people here seem to be born with eyes facing the sky, looking down on outsiders, and they are very xenophobic. It's not like the people in their stone town, it's simple and down-to-earth. I am not familiar with the route when I first came to this city, if you ask for directions, nine out of ten will say that you don't know, and one is estimated to be the wrong way for you, so Lichun and his mother have taken a lot of wrong roads. For this reason, Lichun dislikes the city even more.

Because he had achieved good results in a soccer match, and the program was very popular in Qian City, and primary and secondary schools would set up this sport as a special class in the school, so his mother introduced him to an elementary school as a physical education teacher and coach through an acquaintance.

In order to settle the household, his family borrowed money to buy a house in the name of Lichun in the suburbs, and the pressure of repaying the loan money every month fell on Lichun, and his mother hurriedly returned to Stone Town. Lichun was very depressed, he didn't want to come to live in this strange city at all, there was nothing here.

He vaguely heard his father say that because his mother's sister's family had returned to Qian City, and she had also gotten a property in the city center, and her household registration had also fallen there, her mother was jealous, even if the family was bankrupt, she would have to go back to Qian City.

When he entered the school, he went directly to work, and his food and accommodation were in the school, which also saved a lot of expenses for Lichun, and the salary was just enough to pay the loan. Life here is fast-paced, and people come and go every day. Originally, Lichun still had the habit of taking a lunch break, but there was no lunch break at noon here, and he was still a little uncomfortable. There are two teachers in Lichun's dormitory, one is a math teacher and the other is a school worker. The math teacher is short, thin, and wears a pair of glasses, and he looks very shrewd, and he doesn't want to talk to him at first glance. The school worker seems to be a relative of the school principal, a sunny young man with a big grin, who is more easy-going. Lichun only said two words to this school worker on weekdays, and the math teacher usually only came to sleep.

Lichun has just come here and has not turned regular, the salary is very low, only the basic 600 yuan, and the football field at night will get an additional 200 yuan reward. Lunch is free at school, and you need to buy a meal ticket for dinner, so in order to save money, he beats more lunch every day and eats it at night, so he bought a rice cooker. In the evening, just throw the food in, pour some water, and boil it casually, and you can make do with it.

And no one said anything about this move at first, but two days later, the math teacher in the dormitory had an opinion, and as soon as he entered the door, he shouted: "What a smell, so big." Make this your home. If you want to eat, go somewhere else. Lichun listened and didn't say a word. The next day, the rice cooker was moved to a tin room where football and shoes were stored in one square meter. Hey, let's cook here in the future, no one will say it.

It's 37 or 8 degrees in summer, and this tin house is like a steamer, and it can be endured in the beginning of spring. As long as you're comfortable, it's okay. On this day, he was practicing calligraphy in the office, and an old teacher sitting next to him who was about to retire chatted with him and asked, "Have you cooked in the dormitory?" ”

"Huh? Oh, yes. Just burn it in the evening, and make the noon meal a little hot, but now I don't burn it in the dormitory."

"Oh, then you have to pay attention in the future, it's so hot, it's easy to burn. This is the school, don't have an accident. ”

"Well, I'll take notice. By the way, how do you know that? ”

"Of course, it's been rumored in the school that you burn leftovers in the dormitory all day long, making it smelly in the dormitory and can't stay."

You should have heard of this, ignore them, it is not easy for you, diligence and thrift are virtues in themselves, don't feel embarrassed. There are some young people here who have never suffered and don't understand these truths. ”

"Well, got it, thank you."

Lichun felt that some people here were really stingy, and they had to talk about it everywhere. The bigger the city, the more thoughts there are, and the more things that go on.

Substitute teaching during the day and teaching students to play football at night, and life is also very fulfilling. And I still dream at night. In the dream, Lichun was standing in front of the door of a small courtyard, and at this time, a young man dressed as a warrior monk came, and when he saw Lichun, he did not speak, and motioned for Lichun to follow him with his hand.

Lichun followed the monk along the street slowly, the sky was still gray, although the street was old but very clean, the road was not very wide, it could only accommodate two cars side by side, the road was paved with large bluestone slabs, there were no vehicles on the street, and occasionally someone rode an old-fashioned bicycle slowly past.

The buildings on both sides of the road have the atmosphere of old age, and when you walk along the street through the intersection, you see an arched bridge, and the monk motions for Lichun to stand by the bridge and draw talismans with his bare hands and recite the scriptures several times. Lichun didn't hesitate to do so. I can't draw the symbol Lichun, but the world that is Lichun in my dream won't be able to become a meeting, right, and I can only recite a six-character mantra when I recite the scriptures.

After everything was done, the monk took Lichun back to the door of the small courtyard where he came. Lichun blinked his kung fu consciousness and told him that it was afternoon, and the monk took him to the bridge head where he drew talismans and chanted sutras in the morning. And Lichun actually saw red runes and golden scriptures floating in the air at the bridgehead. Lichun was stunned, and at this time, the monk nodded his head, meaning that he should think carefully about the meaning of this.

Lichun didn't know why, he didn't understand this at all. At this time, someone in his consciousness told him to throw away the concept of time and space. At this point, the dream ends.

After Lichun woke up, he savored the dream, the concept of this dream was very difficult, and he couldn't figure it out at all. The idea that he left time and space behind in his consciousness. Time is actually a framework for human beings to be born, old, sick, and die, and if it is placed in eternal life, it is meaningless. And space is determined by gravity and the size of the territory. If you leave it behind, maybe you can go anywhere one second or the next.

Lichun's consciousness guided him to think, and he seemed to ask and answer himself. The reason why people only know this life and don't know the past life is because the brain capacity can't hold too many memories, and if you evolve a grain of matter from the moment you exist until you have lived a lifetime now, how many memories will it take. Your brain is like a balloon, boom~~ exploded.

In order to protect itself, the brain turns off the memories of the past, so that all organs such as your eyes, ears, nose, and mouth turn off the memory. So you can't see your last second and the next. But they don't don't exist, and the substance you've been involved in is still there. Including your infinite number of future derivatives and possibilities already exist. Any life or energy is a cycle, with a beginning and an end, and will eventually return to the original point.

At this time, Lichun suddenly understood why the runes and scriptures on the bridge in the dream existed, and what he did in the morning would not disappear because of the passage of time, it was still there, but it was not visible to the naked eye in reality. After thinking about it, Lichun felt that he had changed a lot, but he didn't know exactly what had changed.

And Xiao Heng was very satisfied with the guidance this time, and Lichun's spirit body was much more condensed. His dreams are no longer limited by time and space. Then more places to exercise his spirit awaited him.