Vast territory, endless, to the north of the lofty mountains and mountains, continuous, the peak of the misty, like a giant dragon soaring clouds and fog, looking south to the mountains and forests in the dense trees and grass, a piece of turquoise, the air flows with the unique freshness of this mountain forest, the east and west two mountains such as being split by a giant axe, a river in the middle is narrow and straight to the sky, cutting off the north and south.

The reeds on the shore of the lake are so high, I am afraid that there must be a zhang, a leaf flat boat rows through, the water waves are surging, there is a ragged old man standing at the bow of the boat, holding a dog's tail grass in his mouth, holding a rod of water slurry in his hand, the seemingly weak arm does not lose strength, the waist board is still hard, the rivers and mountains are picturesque, so that people linger and forget to return, as if they are in a fairyland.

The boat floated so fast, in the blink of an eye, it disappeared into this fairyland-like beauty, and disappeared, leaving only layers of swaying water waves in the lakeside, and a flock of geese waiting for the opportunity to fish, suddenly heard a "poof" sound, a slender neck like a sharp arrow pierced into the water, caught off guard, the fish in the water were frightened, and began to flee in all directions.

Yu Yinyu held his cheeks, his eyes followed the fish in the clear water, he had nothing to do, but he had no intention of appreciating the beautiful scenery in front of him.

In this world, he has spent decades, and in this identity for the rest of his life, he has tasted the ups and downs of life in these decades.

After Yu Yinyu beheaded Chen Xianling and Zhang Xiancheng, Lin Mujiu continued to search for evidence, proving that there was a reason for the incident, and finally asked the Son of Heaven for guilt, the Son of Heaven loved talent and couldn't bear to kill Mu Jiu, and finally pardoned Yu Yinyu and Lin Mujiu's capital crimes, but in the same way, Lin Mujiu's official position was demoted, he became a commoner, and lived in seclusion with Yu Yinyu.

He stood up boredly, patted the weeds on his buttocks, looked at Lin Mujiu behind him, and couldn't help but be in a trance for a while.

"Let's go, go back to dinner. Yu Yin said.

Lin Mujiu shook his head, his eyes still looking at the west calmly, and suddenly asked, "Where is she doing?"

Thinking of the quirky little girl at the beginning, Yu Yinyu's heart sank, pretending to be relieved, and said with a smile: "That's for sure, she's so smart, can she suffer?"

Yu Yinyu seems to be comforting words, but it is the truth, that little girl has gone from an ordinary ghost to the king of Hades......

Lin Mujiu suddenly stood up, "I'm leaving." ”

"Where are you going?" asked Yu Yinyu. He and Lin Mujiu have been living in seclusion in Quanzhou for more than ten years, and he has also thought about leaving, of course, his departure refers to leaving this false world.

He knew that he should have fallen into some kind of illusion of Hades and entered an illusion, which should be a memory of Hades, but unlike his spiritism, in spiritism, he was just a spectator, and in this illusion, he was indeed involved in all this, and he even sometimes wondered which was the real world in front of him or what he knew before?

"Go find her. Lin Mujiu said.

Yu Yinyu was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly said: "Don't do stupid things, you want to be martyred now, it's too late, right? ”

Lin Mujiu glanced at him and said, "I mean, to become a monk." ”

"What?" Yu Yin was stunned.

Lin Mujiu closed his eyes and raised his head slightly, "In the past few decades, I have lived with guilt and remorse, these decades...... I was silent in all this, trying to forget, doing nothing, telling myself that the past, let it pass, but I knew that all this was false, it was my cowardly excuse, I couldn't go on like this, I had to do what I could, with my practical actions, to make up for everything I owed her. ”

Yu Yinyu looked at his old friend and smiled slightly, "Then I wish you good luck." ”

He didn't choose to go together, because he was afraid that he would fall deeper and deeper, Lin Mujiu had already seen through it, all this was fake, he began to change, and what about himself?

Thinking about his friends in reality, are they okay? Wang Hong, Lao Lin, Lan Dao, Brother Ning, Little Bald Head...... Are you all okay?

He doesn't know if the time in this illusion is the opposite of reality, so if it's the same timeline, decades have passed, do you remember me?

Thinking of this, Yu Yinyu stood up, he couldn't go on like this anymore, he wanted to find a way to go back, he looked at Lin Mujiu and said, "Let's go, let's get on the road." ”

Lin Mujiu was stunned for a moment, then smiled slightly and nodded.

The two went home, packed their bags, and set off.

It was as if they had returned to the beginning, when they left the temple and entered Beijing to take the exam.

Time flies quickly, and three months later, they came to Zhejiang again.

On the way, Yu Yinyu asked, "Have you decided which temple to go to to become a monk?"

Lin Mujiu shook his head, he had never thought about this problem, although he had passed some temples on the way, but he always felt that where he did not belong, where he had no sense of belonging.

As they walked, they suddenly stopped, for the road ahead was blocked by a huge high wall.

This is a very large temple, I don't know when it was built, they didn't see it on the way to Beijing to catch the exam.

They walked to the front of the temple, the plaque at the door, it said "Hidden Temple", Yu Yinyu was stunned, and soon saw a little monk carrying water, the little monk saw the two, suddenly put down the bucket in his hand, looked at Lin Mujiu, and smiled slightly, "Amitabha, donor, please come with me......"

The little monk's words seemed to have magical power, and Yu Yinyu and Lin Mujiu couldn't help but obey his words and walked into the temple.

As soon as they entered the temple, they saw a huge temple.

This temple is very familiar, they seem to have seen it somewhere.

When they walked into the interior of the temple, Yu Yinyu and Lin Mujiu were both shocked, they recognized this place.

This is the temple where they slept in the open, but ...... In their impression, the temple was very dilapidated and uninhabited.

But after thinking about it, they were relieved, just that, after so many years, they have been staying in Quanzhou, and there are more things they don't know.

The little monk politely bent down slightly to Lin Mujiu, "Donor, please wait a moment." "Say it. And he hurried away.

Yu Yinyu and Lin Mujiu are in this temple, for some reason, this temple is very magical, and when they stay here, they will feel very peaceful in their hearts.

Soon, the little monk led a kind old monk to the front of the two.

The old monk saw Lin Mujiu, looked at Yu Yinyu again, was stunned, and said to Yu Yinyu: "Amitabha, this donor, you are very unusual......

Yu Yinyu was stunned for a moment, and before he could answer, the old monk looked at Lin Mujiu again, revealing a kind smile, "You have a relationship with our temple, are you willing to be here, cut your hair, and enter my Buddhist family?"

When Lin Mujiu heard this, he folded his hands, bowed respectfully, and said, "I am willing." ”

The old monk smiled from ear to ear and said, "Good, good, good." Then he said to the little monk: "Go, take out the scissors, and I will shave him myself." ”

Yu Yinyu was on the side, witnessed everything, and watched the process of Lin Mujiu's shaving and entering the Buddhist gate.

"Amitabha. Lin Mujiu closed his eyes and read.

Yu Yinyu looked at him and smiled slightly, "Then let's leave it at that?"

Lin Mujiu also smiled at him, "Take care!"

Yu Yinyu waved his hand, turned to leave, and said goodbye to his old friend, it was time for him to officially step into his journey.

Lin Mujiu had already found his belonging, but Yu Yinyu hadn't, he knew where he belonged, but he couldn't reach it.

......

Time is like an arrow, the sun and the moon are like a shuttle, and time always passes inadvertently.

It doesn't warn you, but it leaves its mark on you.

In the blink of an eye, thirty years have passed, and Yu Yinyu is in his sixties at this time, and in the course of these thirty years, he has experienced a lot and seen many people and things.

For thirty years, he continued to search for strange people and strange things from all walks of life, hoping to help him return to reality, but no one could help him, and eventually, he found that he was no longer so eager to find reality, but began to enjoy the process of traveling.

At this time, he was gray-haired, he didn't have the young body he had at the beginning, but he still had the young heart he had at the beginning.

He stood on the top of a high mountain and looked down on the earth.

What exactly is fiction and what is reality?

Yu Yinyu watched the sun set, slowly fading away from the mountain, at this moment, he seemed to have an epiphany.

He stood up, he should have gone back to take a look.

In the past 30 years of experience, he has been wandering, almost relying on these legs, he has traveled all over the motherland and seen the customs and customs of various places, but he has never returned.

Looking at the sunset now, he knew that he wanted to go back, he had to go back.

He stepped into the road again, leaning on his thin, but powerful legs.

After walking for three months, Yu Yinyu returned to Zhejiang, to the temple where he had come to this world.

As soon as he arrived at the door of the temple, he saw a middle-aged monk who was fetching water, and after the monk saw Yu Yinyu, he was stunned for a moment, and then smiled slightly, "Donor, please come with me." ”

The monk took Yu Yinyu to the side of a stone stele, which was Lin Mujiu's tombstone.

Looking at the tombstone, Yu Yinyu was thoughtful.

"When did he leave?"

"Just last week," said the monk, he quickly added, "he came peacefully, he arrived with confusion and sorrow, but he left with a smile. ”

"Did he leave any last words?"

"Yes. The monk nodded, "He said that he knew that you would definitely come, and he hoped that you could get drunk with him one last time, this time not to celebrate being on the list, but to celebrate, you all came out, although I don't know what he meant, but I will respect the wishes of the deceased...... Amitabha. ”

The monk took out a pot of wine and two cups from the temple, handed them to Yu Yinyu, and left.

Yu Yinyu sat down next to Lin Mujiu's tombstone, took out a wine glass, poured himself a glass, poured him a glass, and spilled it on the ground.

He watched the wine seep into the soil, and he suddenly "poofed" and smiled.

"Waste ......" Yu Yinyu shook his head and drank the wine in his hand.

He gasped, "Silk...... What wine...... It's a pity that my body is not good, and it is a waste of ......."

He spent the night beside Lin Mujiu's tombstone, he wanted to pour wine again, but the jug was empty, he put the jug aside, and at this time the sunset had slowly risen, and his head came out of the mountain, shining on the earth and bringing warmth.

Inch by inch of sunlight fell on Yu Yinyu's face, he smiled slightly, the wine glass in his hand rolled down, he closed his eyes, and remained motionless.