Now that my mother has said this, even if I don't have hope anymore, I have to fight. Even if you look at it, it's okay to make sure that your dad is gone, and you're dead.

I nodded and said, you look at the arrangement, as long as you feel that your physical condition is okay, let's go.

Mom smiled with relief: "Xiao Cong, since I woke up, our mother and I haven't traveled together, so let's go into the mountains to play this time, okay?" ”

"It's not playing, looking for clues to my father's whereabouts, it's my son's responsibility." I said, "Mom, don't worry, I'll prepare the things, you just set the time and route." ”

A few days later, my mother really contacted a local group of travel friends, all of whom were spontaneously combined. I asked curiously, why don't we go on our own.

My mother told me that the Taoist temple we were going to was deep in the mountains, the road was dangerous and difficult, there were more people, we could take care of each other, and the safety factor was high. When their geological exploration team first passed, it was a team of five or six people.

At the end, she sighed, "Xiao Cong, if it weren't for my serious illness, this route would actually be enough for our mother." ”

She was full of loneliness and inferiority complex in her words, and I was afraid of holding me back, so I hurriedly comforted her.

The next day we set off, and I drove for nearly three hours to finally arrive at the town of Phoenix at the foot of Phoenix Mountain. Phoenix Mountain is located at the junction of Jiangbei and Gansu, with continuous mountains and steep mountains. This mountain is known for its steepness, and it is said that a phoenix flew out of the mountain thousands of years ago, so it was named Phoenix Mountain.

At present, the entire mountain is only partially developed and has become a tourist attraction and is open to the public. This time, we didn't go to an open attraction, but an ancient Taoist temple hidden deep in the jungle.

We stayed in Houzhen, and the day after tomorrow was the day when the travelers gathered, and my mother and I came early. With these two extra days, you can wander around the local area and relax.

The local tourism industry is very developed, a small Phoenix back town, there is a three-star hotel and a number of small hotels, we chose a regular hotel to stay. After the break, it was already afternoon, and the two went to the town's food street for dinner.

There's one gem in Phoenix's cuisine that you won't find anywhere else, and that's mutton soup.

The mutton restaurant in the food street is made of local mutton, which grows up with the special grass of Phoenix Mountain, the meat is fatty and tender, the taste is extremely fresh, and the most valuable thing is that it has a rare smell. Moreover, the local mutton is boiled in authentic old soup, and the old soup in each store is more than 30 years old, and it has become milky white, and you can lose your teeth fresh when you drink it.

Our mother and wife found a sheep soup restaurant casually, had a good meal, ate sweaty, fluttering, and when they came out of the hotel, they unconsciously soaked their clothes with sweat, not to mention the comfort.

After a night of walking around town, we went back to our hotel.

On the way back, someone on the side of the road distributed some advertising brochures, I took a copy casually, it was about gynecological and andrological diseases or something, the advertiser did it very carefully, there were very few hard and wide, and there were some small folk tales that I didn't know where to copy, and it was very interesting to flip through them.

This is a good time to pass the time in the evening.

I went back to my room, lay on the bed, leisurely flipped through the advertising book, and looked at all kinds of sultry stories in it, all of which were playing the edge ball of the relationship between men and women, and it made people's hearts itch.

Flipping through it, I saw such a story.

said that there was a college student who was so idle that he played a psychic game of conjuring at night. How to play this game, standing in front of the mirror at 12 o'clock in the middle of the night, while chanting his name, while peeling an apple, it is said that you can see something extraordinary.

The college student played the same way as the psychic game, in the bathroom of his rental house, and the next day the man disappeared.

After a long time, classmates, schools, and parents came to look for them, looking for them, and people seemed to evaporate out of thin air, without any clues. Finally, in the notebook he left behind, he found a record that he was going to play the game.

What the hell is going on in this matter, the pamphlet is not written at the back, it is estimated that this story was copied by the compiler from the Internet, there is no following, and it can't be made up, so it's just put here, it's a small gimmick that attracts people to read.

I didn't take it seriously at first, but I smiled and flipped over.

After turning two pages, I suddenly felt that something was wrong, turned back to it, and read this little story carefully twice, I sat up from the bed and pondered, and finally knew why I had feelings for this story.

This method of looking in the mirror reminds me of the glass crystal plane in my own vipassana.

This crystal plane once absorbed the black shadow of Zhang Nanhua's soul, and the crystal plane was suspended in the depths of my vipassana, which did not hurt or itch, and did not seem to interfere with me.

But I always felt that something was wrong, there was such a thing, like a fish in my throat.

Later, when dealing with Zhang Nanhua's funeral, his mood fell into a trough again, and he really didn't have the heart to test and study it. Now that I'm calm, I've decided to find out what this thing is.

The psychic method described in this pamphlet provides an idea, which is to enter into the inner concentration, and to gaze at it with consciousness in the state of concentration to see what happens.

In the dead of night, I went to the next room to see my mother, who was asleep.

I went back to my room, closed the doors and windows, turned off all the lights, and sat cross-legged on the bed, meditating quickly and entering a state of vipassana meditation.

Soon came to the depths of the source of consciousness, and felt an incomparably peaceful state of vipassana, in the state of consciousness, there was a glass-like crystal surface suspended, clear as a mirror, smooth as water, and the most amazing thing was that it was almost a two-dimensional thing, so thin that it could hardly see the height.

I came to it, and it was suspended and lying horizontally, and as my mind flowed, it became vertical.

It can rotate ninety degrees, and I can't control it, and I've tried all kinds of temptations on it, but it's all lost in the sea, and I can't control it at all. Now it can rotate, not that it moves, but that my consciousness moves.

That is, with it as the central point, my entire state of consciousness rotated ninety degrees.

Consciousness is not a material space in the first place, there is no distinction between up, down, left, right, front and back, like the universe in a state of weightlessness.

Now it floats vertically in front of me, and I stare deeply at it, it's not reflective, it's not a mirror, it's just very smooth, and it seems to be plated with a layer of white light.

It seems shallow, and it seems unfathomable. The end is endless.

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