Chapter 3: Wounded Hair: XVIII
When I came out of the half-moon cave in the holy water, I was already in good spirits. I don't need Aya's support anymore and can walk back into the house on my own.
When I got back inside, the girl had already washed and dried my clothes. I was a little surprised that the girl was drying my clothes so quickly. The girl said that after she washed my clothes, she took them to the heavenly fire, so they dried quickly. I didn't understand what the girl was talking about, and turned her head to Aya. Aya didn't tell me, just said lightly, "You'll know tomorrow." ”
The girl obviously had some flattery on me because of what Aya said on the holy water side, and took the initiative to help me get dressed without waiting for Aya's instructions.
I read the girl's thoughts and said, "Just now your archmage said you want to enter the holy water?" ”
The girl nodded vigorously and looked at me with anticipatory eyes.
I said, "Your Archmage asked me to help you practice, but after entering the holy water, although I can keep you alive, the process is very painful at first, can you bear it?" When the time comes, you can't give up even if you want to. ”
The girl raised her head, "As long as I can enter the holy water, I am not afraid of great pain!" ”
Aya looked at the girl's stubborn appearance and shook her head gently.
Aya gave me a brief introduction to the girl's situation. Only then did I know that this girl's name was Agmar, and she was from the Elephant Division of the Nine Divisions of Bogda. She is one of the two holy women selected from the Nine Divisions to serve the Archmage. There is also a saint who is the girl who led the way for the old man and others, named Koki Nu, from the Eagle Department. The two girls served Aya's daily life and daily affairs, and in her spare time, Aya guided them in their spiritual practice. When Aya was not at the temple, the two girls took care of the temple affairs in Aya's place. Agma has a more active personality, but he is very capable of enduring hardships when he practices.
After listening to Aya's introduction, I said to Agmar, "You are only the Archmage's handmaiden now, and it is a bit inappropriate for me to teach you to practice. I can only help you. As for what to teach you, it's up to the Archmage to decide. ”
Agma looked at Aya with a pleading look in her eyes.
Aya glanced at me, "You can be a good person to the end, and it will save my heart." ”
Agmar listened to Aya's words and was so excited that she almost jumped up.
After Agma left, Aya said, "Now, your danger is over. Are you so careless that something like this happens? The bullet went through your back and hit your heart. If you were a normal person, you would be a dead person by now. Although you are not in danger now, your injuries are too serious, and it will take a lot of trouble to recover. Since you've lost so much blood, there's no way I can help you right now. The rest is up to you. ”
Aya said as she opened the cabinet, activated one of the mechanisms inside, and pulled out a quaint box. She put the box on the bed and said, "Here's the thing, see for yourself!" ”
With that, Aya turned and left.
After Aya left, I looked at this quaint box and felt something in my heart. The box seemed to be something I was all too familiar with, but I couldn't remember where I had seen it.
As I stroked the quaint box, I accidentally touched a depression, and after only a soft click, the box opened automatically. As soon as the box was opened, a light shone through. In this light, a clear person and some inner shimmering symbols are revealed. I saw a line running around the man's body, and the more I looked, the more I was fascinated, and the more I looked, the more amazed I became. This figure and symbol turned out to be a demonstration of how to make life repeat, to demonstrate the alternating cycle of life and nature. I looked closely at the figures and symbols, and found that many of the phenomena were in line with what I knew, but there were also some phenomena that I did not know at all. I vaguely felt that if I understood these figures and symbols, I would grasp the true meaning of life, transcend life and death, and become one with nature.
I don't think much about how Aya came to this box, and how much she understands the contents of this box. I just looked carefully at the direction in which the lines on the person's body traveled, and at the shapes and symbols left behind after the lines passed. I feel that these figures and symbols are incomparably clear in my heart, every line wandering, every shape formed, every symbol is so clear, and every meaning of them is clear. It's like I already know these things, but the time has made me forget everything. Now, I just hit the restart button.
I put down the box and sat on the bed to reflect on what I had just seen. I felt the line swimming in my body with my consciousness, and I felt that everywhere after the line swam, there was a figure and some symbols, shining with my consciousness.
Everything became still, and I was trying to travel through time and space to find another world. I know that this world is real, and that this world is walking side by side with me in another dimension. It's not an illusion, it's a real feeling. These two worlds are interpenetrating and dissolving into each other, without a concrete object, not even a me. There is only breathing, my breath and my breath of the other world that walks side by side. In another space, there is no cross-flow of desires, no mediocrity rushing. I can forget the world for a while, and even forget myself. I could even be an elf, looking down in a hollow or ethereal, looking down at myself as I peeled off my shell, looking down at my muscles as I rose and fell in an even breath. I could see through the almost transparent flesh, see the blood flowing like rivers in the veins, hear the sound of the blood surging, and the agitated singing in the depths of my soul. And in the agitated singing, the once hideous struggle on the edge of life has engraved a heavy worry like a water mark on the wall of the heart. Let these be a sight to behold. Quietly, quietly is like a hazy moonlight, like a river flowing under the strings of a cello, like a wind that does not stop blowing through the field, the grass and trees are knotted in the wind that people listen to, and the inexplicable flowers bloom in waves when the wind blows......
I know, in fact, this is the vitality force, the vitality is like a fairy haunting the night, has been irrepressibly in my thoughts, in my blood, open the white thin wings like cicada wings, in the endless darkness like the waves.
At this moment, I knew that I was going to be reborn.