Chapter 17: The Past Is Like Smoke
The candles around were still burning, but it was already halfway through, and my uncle looked at me, so I asked the little boss to light three incense sticks, and stood in the water bowl, at this time, half of the incense was in the water, and half was burning outside. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 info
When the three pillars of incense rose, the child in the water bowl began to turn around, and the little boss wanted to step forward to pull the child, but the figure had faded away. The little boss cried and asked, "Why did he leave if he didn't do anything?" ”
Uncle said: "This is the truth that you have to rely on you in advance, your father's love has made him feel the opening of the door of reincarnation, and he is no longer in the state of unrequited love, which has no beginning and no end." ”
Later, I kept thinking about my uncle's words, yes, our world has reached a very high level in terms of matter, but what about the feelings between people, the truest thing in this world, because we have grown up, we have lost it, so this person's cultivation is not to learn this or believe that, but to cultivate from the inside out, to cultivate true cultivation, to cultivate cause and effect, and to cultivate daily life.
When the child finally disappeared from the water bowl, the three pillars of incense burned to the surface of the water, but it is strange that the incense that entered the water was also burning, is this really a miracle?
After the incense in the water was extinguished, we removed the things on the table of the Eight Immortals, and the corridor on the fourth floor suddenly seemed to be a lot brighter, it seems that the yin qi of this child is heavy enough, and it has been provided here for several years, but it has also made this small hotel full of yin qi.
We asked the little boss to renovate this floor, because after all, it is still necessary for people to live, so for the sake of insurance, it is better to repair it thoroughly, and light a whip to vibrate Zhenyang before decoration.
In the past two days, because I have been in this hotel, my uncle has watched a lot of football, and this day has been reversed. Just when we were about to get up and continue to hurry, we heard from the little waiters that Xiaoman was back, and she also brought her boyfriend, as if she had come to say goodbye to the little boss.
Maybe this is also a kind of fate, anyway, we think that this is good, the innkeeper will no longer be worried, and he will be greeted by a new life.
Uncle Uncle of the World Cup final will not miss, so he stopped again in the next place. This has arrived in Zhejiang, so the style of the hotel is also changeable, not as rough as in Shandong before, but it is also impressive.
The architectural style of this hotel suddenly reminds me of the Humble Administrator's Garden mentioned when I was in school, which is really water-based, with pavilions and pavilions hidden in garden-like buildings.
In particular, there is a main lake in the big courtyard of this hotel, and in the past two days, I have nothing to do with this lake, while enjoying the scenery, and chatting with the owner of this courtyard, what makes me strange is that the owner of this hotel is looking at this lake at night and does not know what to say, which makes people suspicious.
As always, the uncle slept during the day and watched the game in the middle of the night. As for me, I sometimes read in the afternoon or evening in the little pavilion by the lake.
In the evening of the second day after we moved in, I noticed that the water was different from usual, as if there were many more whirlpools, and I don't know what was going on, but the little brothers in the hotel turned a blind eye to this. The night was getting darker, and in the moonlight, I saw as if something big was moving in the lake.
(To be continued)