The registration continues, and as time goes on, more and more people sign up. All sorts of peers who would become my classmates in the future "drove into" the school.

I have to say that the registration work is really tedious. Looking at those who came with their mothers and fathers, but there were very few who didn't bring their parents. And I'm one of those few.

Although the registration is very cumbersome, it is also done one after another. After I got it done again, I took the address that the two siblings gave me, that is, the address of the ghost tree. However, walking around this campus, put aside the ghost tree for the time being. That drizzling rain is already all the dust of the past in the opera. It makes the whole school clearer.

However, the deeper you go, the closer you get to the ghost tree, the more you feel that the environment around the ghost tree will seem to be a little out of place with the whole school, and even the whole city. And this is out of place, and this out of place, with a trace of evil and weirdness.

However, it is precisely this evil and weirdness that makes me feel more and more that the closer I am to the ghost tree, the more I feel that kind of aura..... There's an indescribable aura in you.

It's just that breath, how can it not remind me of the bodhisattva sitting upside down?

And ask the Bodhisattva why he sits upside down, only sighing that the sentient beings refuse to turn back!

You think there are many paths to choose from, but there are already many invisible walls around you. These invisible walls block your so-called multiple path choices, and in the end, there is only one way for you!

Although there is only one way to go, it is not a dead end. If you want to turn this seemingly dead road into a living road, it depends on how you walk and how you operate.

Monkey King, making trouble in the Heavenly Palace, how majestic and domineering, but in exchange for the five hundred years of prison under the Five Fingers Mountain! It's just that who really knows that 500 years is the beginning of another scam. Perhaps, when the stone monkey popped out of the stone, an elaborate hoax had already begun to be staged.

In the ethereal time, why is it bitter and why is it joyful? Bitter for the bitterness of the deception? Joy in a scam? Perhaps, the bitter thing is that there is only one way to choose. I was glad to see a little light in that road.

In fact, we have been rejoicing in the bitterness of the road in front of us, bitter and joyful, bitter and joyful. But should we sometimes look back or walk back?

Back?

Maybe many people have thought about turning back, but that obsession has made their thoughts of turning back disappear without a trace. Even if it doesn't disappear, it is deeply buried in the deepest and deepest part of the soul by the obsessive heart in his heart.

Because, even if they thought about turning back, no one really pulled back from the precipice. There are people who have reined in the precipice, and that is also rare. In my eyes, there are too few people who can restrain themselves from the precipice, as rare as the precious giant panda, and they are almost all about to be extinct.

The Great Sage understands that the golden hoop stick in his hand cannot reach the sky, and he cannot enter the ground, and there is no so-called Monkey King, some are just little monkeys that popped out of the naughty stones back then, so the Great Sage became a Buddha!

The Great Sage understands, but how many people can understand like the Great Sage that the golden hoop stick in their hands cannot go to heaven and earth! Less, too little, really little, pitifully little!

Although there is only one path, there are countless directions for you to choose from. Is it true that if you choose any direction, you will have the same fate? No one knows, and no one has ever confirmed it. Because, no matter who you are, you are all insiders. So who is the outsider, in fact, there are no outsiders in this world. People who seem to be outsiders are actually in another puzzle.

Some people asked, why didn't the gods and Buddhas come to guide us?

Gods and Buddhas will not help anyone, only we can save ourselves, and only we can change.

Sing a drunken song: What is the use of heaven and earth? I cannot sit under a quilt. What is the use of Fengyue? Can't eat or drink. What is the use of fine dust? All things are in it. What's the use of change? I don't see the gushing. What is the use of a stick drink? A big bag...... Mango shoes and hats for thousands of years, travel in the sky for eternity, walk with songs, forget between things and me, and be at ease...... The ancient bell is still ringing, the wellbore is still turning, and he asks why the Bodhisattva sits upside down, only sighing that the sentient beings refuse to turn back!

Maybe I'm thinking, if I can understand a little more, why sigh that sentient beings refuse to turn back?

When I came to that tree! Good guys, it's no wonder that the Sun brothers and sisters were spitting up before, and it's no wonder that the principal came to me instead of my master.

At this moment, when I saw the number for the first time, I already understood a lot of things. Although I understand a lot of things, there are some things I still don't understand. As at the beginning, I can see from the photos that Xiaowei's face is not bad at all, it can be called a fatal life of wealth and well-being.

Anyway, you have to live past ninety. However, now, at such an age...... It's really incredible.

"Obviously, someone is drugged!" At this moment, Ghost Ling'er and Qingyue actually spoke in unison.

"Hiss......" After hearing this, I gasped. Drugged? Of course, this is a big quotation mark. In other words, the drug here is a hundred times heavier than the ordinary drug!

Because, this drug is enough to ask for his name. And obviously, it did kill her, and trapped her on the yin tree-willow tree at this moment.

The willow tree is one of the five shade trees.

There is no riverside or anything around here, so how can you plant willow trees alone. What's more, what makes me even more curious is that there is nothing else in the extremely empty playground except this single willow tree. There wasn't even a basketball court.

You know, such an empty playground...... It's the size of a football field. In such a large playground, there is nothing, and some refer to a willow tree in the middle, and the woman in red makeup on the willow tree.

"Is that her?" Looking at the girl, she is still the same as in the photo. It's just that compared to the photo, I don't know how much paler.

"What do you think?" Qingyue asked.

"Let's go to the principal first, I think the principal should be able to know a lot! I want to know more about that girl from him, oh no, it's probably about the sister! ”