The gangway was very narrow, and if the magician stood there, Lin Xuan would not be able to pass through. 800rong>

"I don't know how to help you, I'm ashamed, I'm ashamed." Lin Xuan said.

The magician once regarded this plane as his final destination, but by mistake, it was destroyed by Lin Xuan and Mr. Wei, and things evolved to the point where they are now, which is really not what Lin Xuan wanted.

"Disappear." The magician replied with only two words.

In the distance, dark clouds were deposited on the top of a snowy mountain, and it seemed that a blizzard was brewing. The highest peaks reach into the sky, and the tips of the mountains are covered by dark clouds, which have closely connected the sky and the mountains.

Lin Xuan knew that there was an ancient legend among the Tibetans that in this case, as long as they climbed the distant peak, they could use the power of clouds and mist to ascend to heaven.

After all, the legend is false, there are mountains outside the mountains, and there are heavens outside the heavens, and it is impossible for people to ascend to heaven through such a way. Otherwise, what's the point of an artificial satellite spacecraft?

"I don't understand what you mean, the world is very beautiful, as long as it snows in the mountains, the colorful life will continue, isn't it?" Lin Xuan asked with a smile.

The magician slowly stretched out his palms, looked at the lines in his palms, and whispered in great sadness: "That's your world, my world, black and white." ”

Originally, in the eyes of countless audiences around the world, the magician was the darling in the spotlight, and I don't know how many die-hard fans stayed up all night to buy tickets to watch his performance, and did not hesitate to spend a month or two of salary. Some extreme female fans even threatened that as long as they could be with the magician for a while, they would be willing to die even if they got up the next morning.

So many men, women, and children love the magician, are crazy about his every move, smile, and look up to him as an omnipotent God. However, no one saw what a haggard heart the magician had after seeing these countless bright and beautiful pictures. [800]（）

"There are no stars today, so I should turn into a meteor and light up the dark sky for a short time." Said the magician.

"Actually, I've been thinking that if you don't become a magician, maybe you can be a good poet." Lin Xuan said.

"Yes," said the magician, smiling wryly, "I loved to read when I was a child, whether it was Chinese Tang and Song poems or English plays. I really want to be a poet, like Shelley Xu Zhimo in the afterglow of Xi Murong, using poetry to warm the mood of others. Unfortunately, I have been obsessed with magic since I was fifteen years old and have dedicated all my passion to this cause. Some people say that a magician who can't get a glimpse of the heavenly machine is definitely not a good magician, so since I entered this industry, I have always dreamed of seeing the heavenly machine and becoming the master of the heavenly machine. ”

The magician leaned on the handrail of the gangway, looking up at the gloomy sky, basking in the boundless memories.

Lin Xuan had read a whole set of memoirs written by the magician himself, which recorded the magician's mental journey in detail. In addition to his usual technical training, the magician once spent five years traveling to the Vatican in Europe, practicing the "art of mind" under the Pope's spiritual masters. After that, he lived in India for two years, where he practiced the "Turtle Breath Technique" with the yoga master Luang Yepa. After that, he went deep into Tibet and visited the ten famous monasteries alone, seeking the meaning of life.

The reason why the magician has today's proud professional achievements is also inseparable from his own tireless pursuit.

"The secret of heaven must not be revealed, and those who leak it will be punished by heaven." After a while, the magician spoke faintly.

"You're too pessimistic." Lin Xuan tried to persuade the other party.

"Lin Xuan, don't persuade me, I want to persuade you instead. Stop, it's now, and stop the clock of your mind. The magician raised his right hand and pointed at Lin Xuan's left chest and heart with his index finger, "Stop, it's like a huge bell releasing all the accumulated power on the machine springs, and then stop winding, let everything stop." At this moment, stop-"

Suddenly, Lin Xuan felt his heart make a "pop" sound, and then it really stopped beating.

He quietly checked his breathing and pulse, and found that his breathing had stopped, and his pulse had stopped.

Under normal circumstances, once the breathing stops, a person will die in a coma, which is a medical truth that everyone knows.

With a click, an orange flame appeared on the magician's fingertips, about half an inch high, like a tiny candle that had just been lit.

"Don't be afraid." Said the magician.

"I'm not afraid." Lin Xuan smiled.

The magician was slightly stunned: "Are you really not afraid?" ”

Lin Xuan shook his head: "This is a spiritual realm that I have never been exposed to, I should thank you for opening a new world in front of me, allowing me to gain an unprecedented physical and mental experience." I believe that you have no ill intentions, otherwise, you would not have left me and Mr. Wei alive, and let the plane crash into the canyon early in the morning. ”

His heart was stopping, but there was nothing uncomfortable about his body, so he knew that the magician had no ill will.

"Lin Xuan, you are indeed an extraordinary person. If there is an afterlife, I will definitely make you a good friend. The magician said.

"Why wait for the next life, we still have a long way to go in this life, and we can be friends for decades, isn't it?" Lin Xuan asked with a smile.

The magician shook his head: "I don't have much time left, before I die, I just want to wake you up so that you know the true meaning of life." ”

The flame trembled and jumped rhythmically.

Lin Xuan silently counted and calculated that it was beating about sixty-five times per minute, which was exactly the rate of his own heartbeat.

This method of "continuing life with fire" has existed since ancient times, and what the magician did was to completely transfer Lin Xuan's vital signs to the flames, so that Lin Xuan could see all this intuitively.

"Thank you, you've shown me how fragile life is." Lin Xuan nodded.

He didn't have to wait for the magician to explain the meaning of the flames, he had a complete epiphany. With his wisdom, he can stand shoulder to shoulder with any great wise man in the world.

In other words, among the one hundred and eight people in the organization, from top to bottom, there are very few people who can have an IQ higher than him. He is only temporarily ranked downstream because of seniority, age, merit and other factors, and in time, he will definitely be able to soar to the sky and become the one who holds the power of the organization.

"You know, that's a lot less to talk about. You see, everyone's life is a candle, the fire is big or small, but it is all a candle, no exceptions. The fire on the candle is very fragile, and it can be extinguished in an instant when wind and rain come. What's more, beyond the candle, there is also our vast world, and the existence of various huge forces. If you only know how to move forward and don't know how to retreat, you will put your candle on the vast snowy mountain, and let all forces slaughter it. You know, human beings always think that they know some things and don't know some things, but they don't understand how big the unknown territory of human beings is. Before, I didn't know, but I finally understood from the ancient texts of Dzogchen Monastery that human beings are just a drop in the ocean of this world, as small as ants at the feet of giants. That's why you have to stop moving forward and take care of yourself. That's-that's all I'm talking to you here......"

When the magician said this, he suddenly flipped his left hand outward, and grabbed a fast-flying thing in the air in Lin Xuan's ear.

He spread out his palm, and the thing turned out to be a two-inch-long sniper rifle bullet, yellow and clear, very terrifying.

The bullet was originally fired at Lin Xuan's right temple, if it wasn't for the magician's shot, Lin Xuan's head would have been pierced by the bullet at this moment.