"The Sansheng Stone rises because of you and exists because of you"

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"You mean, I'm the owner of this stone?" I asked, surprised, and the peace of mind was replaced by surprise.

"No, the Sansheng Stone doesn't have an owner," he said, shaking his head, "it's just something that comes out of time."

"I still don't quite understand what you're saying," I said.

"I'm glad you can come to Sansheng Stone, because this can help you recover some sealed memories, at least you won't be so painful about unknown things" In the mirror, his face flashed with sadness, "You don't have a past life, so Sansheng Stone can't shine out, and you won't have an afterlife, the only thing that can be clear is the rest of this 'this life'"

After that, he paused before saying, "And I am your life."

As the last word fell, his figure gradually turned to ashes from the mirror and disappeared from my vision.

I looked in the mirror and reflected me anew, except for modern clothes, almost the same as when he was holding the dust, as if he was in the mirror and didn't know when he blended in with me.

My mind kept telling me to go into the mirror if I could.

Maybe as soon as I enter, I will see all the things I have experienced in this life, or perhaps, all the past things that have been buried for a long time and are unknown will appear in front of me.

I held the dust, thought and thought, thought and thought.

Since I was born, I came to this world plainly, any so-called secrets in my mind, there is no trace of it at all, and I live comfortably, at least before I know the old man and them, I am like any other ordinary person, driven by reality, growing up in this boring environment, without a trace of grandeur.

"Forget it, let's go"

Another sudden sound made me even more restless.

It's like angels and demons, I feel like you will gain and lose when you go in, and it's still unknown whether these two will be proportional or not.

But, I guess I've had enough of being protected.

"Click"

The space in the mirror was so quiet that the sound of my breathing could be heard.

In front of me, there was a paradise-like scene, and I stood on a high place like a god's perspective, just looking up at what was happening below.

There are birds chirping, breezes, dazzling sunlight, shaded willows, frolicking children, and laughter.

In the center of Taoyuan, there is a Taoist temple "half grain rice" that has appeared in my mind countless times.

I tried to enter, and the perspective followed me to the Taoist temple, and when I tried to reach out and push the door open, the door opened automatically.

"Senior brother, you're back"

A young man with a green face and dressed in a child's robe greeted me respectfully.

At that moment, I seemed to be very familiar with this place, and I even nodded to him and walked into the Taoist temple.

"Master asked me to ask, have you gained anything from going out to subdue demons this time?" The boy followed me, half-bent over.

I was stunned for a moment, and then replied to him very naturally: "It's quite rich, don't worry"

He nodded in satisfaction and left from the other side.

In the middle of the Taoist temple, there is still the willow tree, which is full of green leaves, and there is no sign of withering at all, and it is more lush than the last time.

When I came to the middle hall of the Taoist temple, the plaque outside the door hung with the words "the unity of life and Taoism", and the handwriting was imposing and restrained.

"You're back"

Genlin walked out of it and looked at me with a light smile.

"Yes, Master"

I bowed respectfully to him, felt that something was wrong, and looked at him with a puzzled expression.

"What can make you wonder, you might as well mention it to the teacher" Xuanling saw my thoughts, so he walked into the hall with me and made a cup of tea.

I looked at the only Taoist statue enshrined in front of me, and in front of it stood a tomb plaque engraved with the words "Spirit of Zhang Tianshi".

"Why does the Sansheng Stone reflect me?" I hesitated, but naturally asked what was in my heart.

"Sansheng Stone is a god you bestowed, so it is natural to be able to recognize you as the master, such a scene is not unusual" Xuan Ling took a sip of tea and explained flatly.

He said this without the slightest emotion, as if he had expected me to ask such a question.

"How did I come to this world, and how did I survive?" I muttered, not what I was thinking, just asking.

"Let's go ahead, don't ask about the past, this is a realm" Xuan Ling looked at me, "Since you have seen the red dust of the world, why bother to pursue some cause and effect that has already happened and cannot be stopped?" ”

When I heard this, I replied as if I didn't understand, and then I was silent, just looking at the tomb card, not knowing what I was thinking.

Genlin didn't speak, but stood in the hall with me, silent.

When I think back to the scene every time I come to the Taoist temple, it seems that I always go a little deeper.

Before that, it was blind sweeping leaves under the willow tree, and then it was to enter the Taoist temple to ask the truth, and in a trance, everything seemed to be doomed and irreversible.

"It's time to go back"

Genlin interrupted my thoughts and said this with a lament.

Then I realized that I was not from this place.

He sent me out of the door of the Taoist temple and looked at me with a look of reluctance.

It seemed that at that moment, my heart ached like a knife, and in just a moment, it was as if the person in front of me would disappear from this world in the next second.

"This ......," I stretched the dust out in front of him.

"Take it, it will help you," Genling smiled elegantly, then turned and closed the door.

I looked at the name of the Taoist temple, pondered for a while, bowed heavily, and walked into the peach source behind me, until I saw a mirror reflecting the light, and then I passed through it and returned to the Sansheng Stone.

"Thank you"

I nodded at the mirror, which swirled and seemed to respond to me.

In an instant, it disappeared from the surface of the three-life stone, leaving only a hard stone face.

And my hands were also on them, and the palms were still cold, without the slightest warmth, but what made me feel strange was that the dust was firmly inserted into my waist for some reason.

I pulled out the dust and turned to look at the mercy, realizing that they were looking at me too.

And in front of the Sansheng Stone, the Taoist monks who were meditating were still the same, still like that, and they didn't pay attention to me or react.

I shook off the dust, thoughtfully, and an idea popped into my head.