At this time, the moon was dark and the wind was high, and there were dead bodies everywhere. This wilderness is terrifying. Although I am used to seeing little ghosts, I still feel a little uneasy when I see this kind of scene.

But Old Man Wang calmly rummaged through the pile of corpses. There was no fear at all.

Xue Qian whispered: "When Old Man Wang was young, he was very bold. ”

Mr. Lu smiled and said, "Don't forget, this is in a dream." When people are dreaming. The boldness is generally greater. ”

I said, "Indeed, when I dreamed, I often went with the army to slaughter the city, and the corpses were all over the place, and the blood flowed like rivers. If it were in reality, I wouldn't dare to do that. ”

Mr. Lu looked at me meaningfully: "Don't you dare to do this in reality?" The times create heroes, and when you go to that kind of environment and see that everyone is killing, you dare. ”

Mr. Lu's words made my heart move, and I suddenly remembered that the Pulsatilla thing was coming. Even in the test of the empty house, I experienced an unknown number of lifetimes. In that reincarnation, there seem to be a lot of people killed.

The rulers of Hades told me that the seeds of evil dwell in everyone's heart, and if they are given the opportunity, they will take root and sprout. It seems that this is the truth.

I was thinking wildly when I suddenly noticed that the corpse behind Old Man Wang was moving. I rubbed my eyes, worried that I had seen it wrong.

Later, I realized that the body had indeed moved, and not only the one behind him. Thousands of corpses are moving in this wasteland. And Old Man Wang was still concentrating on picking up other people's rice bowls, and he didn't notice these at all.

In the dream of the old man Wang. The moon shone on him like a searchlight, gilding him with a silvery glow. This set him apart from the dead bodies around him.

After taking two more steps with his head down, Old Man Wang bumped into a standing corpse.

Old Man Wang was obviously startled, he took a step back, only to crash into another corpse. That's when he realized that he was surrounded.

The corpses shouted, "You are so cruel that you want to poison us." ”

Old Man Wang sneered: "It's Lord Yama who wants to poison you, not me." Now that the world is in turmoil, you should have died, but you still have to beg everywhere. Lingering to live, so that there are not enough imps in hell. Of course, Lord Yama, his old man was not satisfied. ”

The corpses sneered: "What nonsense, you want to poison us, it's nothing more than robbing us of our jobs." It's a pity that Lord Yama and his old man were merciful and didn't let us die, and let us go back. ”

The corpses swept the rice bowls in their hands, and the broken bowls were back intact.

They laughed and said, "This bowl is ours, do you want to take it?" There are no doors. ”

Old Man Wang sighed lightly: "It turns out that you are not dead yet." ”

Then he turned to leave.

But the rest of the beggars stopped him. They cried out, "This man is poor and doesn't even have a bowl." Even if a living bodhisattva came to give him porridge, he couldn't drink it. Such a person is in a hurry, and he can do anything. Rather than wait for him to come to us when he is hungry, let's kill him now. ”

All the beggars responded and rushed towards the old man Wang.

I couldn't help but say, "Since he doesn't have a bowl." Wouldn't you just lend him one? ”

The beggars sneered and said, "There is only so much porridge that the Living Bodhisattva gives alms, if he drinks more, others will drink less, everyone is hungry, who wants to lend it to him?" ”

Subsequently, the beggars drowned the old man Wang.

I heard him cry out angrily, "I used to have bowls, but you broke them." ”

After a few screams, his voice grew lower and lower, until at last he could hear nothing.

The three of us tried to pull him out of the crowd, but there were thousands of people on the other side, and we couldn't rush in.

In order to avoid a fire at the city gate and the fish in the pond, we had to retreat far away. I hope that Mr. Wang will be more beaten.

Beaten by thousands of people, even the strongest people will not survive. But after all, this is the dream of Old Man Wang, and he can't die in his dream.

When I think of this, I feel a little more relieved.

I asked Mr. Lui, "I have never heard that a beggar would go hungry because he didn't have a bowl." He just picks up a broken tile, and he can also get porridge to eat. ”

Xue Qian said: "I think that the reason why Old Man Wang can hold on for so many days without dying is because he is eating with broken tiles. However, perhaps he thinks that there are certain rules for begging in front of the rich people's doors, you have to hold a bowl in your hand, and then sing a begging song, and sing a good song, so that people are willing to give alms. ”

Mr. Lu smiled and said, "It seems that this is really the case." Whether you take a bowl or a broken tile, it is certain that you can eat, but there is a difference between eating more or less, eating well or poorly. ”

I said, "I didn't think beggars could be so self-motivated. ”

Xue Qian said: "That's nature, otherwise why are there beggars?" When you become the helper, you will no longer have to beg for food, and you will eat fragrant and drink spicy food, which is no different from those rich and noble. It's really three hundred and sixty lines, and the line is the champion. ”

Mr. Lu looked at it for a while and said, "Old Man Wang is old after all, and his dreams may not be accurate. I always feel that this so-called rice bowl is just a symbolic meaning. Perhaps they are not beggars, but coolies. Maybe these people took his job. Then he lingered on it for so many years, and simplified this past into a fight for a job and remembered it in his mind. ”

I nodded and said, "It's still true." ”

We watched for a while, and the beggars seemed to be tired, or the old man Wang was killed. Gradually, they dispersed.

I don't know who in the crowd shouted: "The rich man of Dongzhuang will give porridge early tomorrow morning." ”

Then the beggars ran to the east. Only the old man Wang was left lying on the ground, not moving, not knowing whether he was alive or dead.

I wanted to help Mr. Wang up, but Mr. Lu stopped me and said, "Let's not interfere and wait and see." ”

We waited for a while, and Old Man Wang slowly got up from the ground. He didn't die.

Old Man Wang faltered, and walked towards the east step by step. It seems that he is also going to get porridge. The three of us followed him and headed east.

There was no one else along the way. I saw the old man Wang walking alone under the moon, passing through the dry trees and yellow weeds, and the night wind blew up the yellow dust, covering his body in a hazy way. He was like a lonely walker, alone against the long night.

After we had walked for a while, we suddenly noticed a tree in front of us.

Since entering the dream, all we have seen is yellow dust, dry plants. In this desolate and arid land, a lush tree suddenly appeared, which made people feel a little bizarre.

However, this is the dream of the old man Wang, no matter what demons and monsters appear, it is acceptable. All of them are dead.

Underneath the big green tree, there was a white stone, on which sat a young girl cross-legged. The girl had her eyes slightly closed, and her expression was peaceful. This scene is easy to remind people of the Buddha visiting meditation under the Bodhi tree.

Xue Qian pointed to the tree and said, "Isn't this the apple tree on top of the white porcelain bowl?" ”

I took a closer look and said, "That's right, it's really the tree." ”

Subsequently, I said with some embarrassment: "Old man Wang's dream has obviously added countless conjectures. He mixed a lot of things he had experienced in reality into his dreams, and I guess he stared at the bowl for too long, which is why the apple tree appeared in the dream. With such a chaotic dream, can we still find out the truth? ”

Mr. Lu said: "No matter how chaotic this dream is, there must be a truth in it." What's more, we just want to help Mr. Wang find his memory. As for whether this memory is true or not, why do we care so much? ”

I thought for a moment and said, "That's just as well." Anyway, Old Man Wang's requirements are not high, he just wants to have a thought before he dies. ”

The three of us are like irresponsible contractors. Let the old man Wang walk towards the apple tree step by step