The Buddha said that one day and the moon shine on the four heavens, covering the six desires and the beginning of Zen heaven, which is a "small world"; A thousand small worlds cover one or two Zen heavens, which is a "small thousand worlds"; A thousand small worlds cover one or three Zen heavens, which is a "middle thousand worlds"; A thousand worlds cover one or four Zen heavens, which is a "great world". Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Therefore, our big world has a total of 1 billion small worlds.

Whether the Buddha is right or not, you don't know, I don't know.

Perhaps, only when the Creator is found, he will give an answer.

Of course, many people don't care what this answer is.

What difference does it make if there are a billion worlds or a billion worlds?

Billions of billions, I'm all I have to do here.

But what if, you can go to other worlds at will?

Could the answer be different?

After the teacher mobilization meeting before the start of school, Chen Zuyin and two colleagues walked to the rooftop of the Zhangping Normal Teacher's Office Building with cigarettes in their spare time.

Wang Wu patted Chen Zuyin's shoulder and said with a smile: "You really went to do it." 8,000 yuan, a year's salary. If it were me, I wouldn't pay this money alive or dead. ”

Chen Zuyin sighed: "My son is already very competitive, only 10 points short, even if I smash the pot and sell iron, I have to provide him with a high weight." You don't have children now, and if you have it later, you won't think like that. ”

Sun Xianyong, who was on the side, finished smoking the cigarette in his hand, did not join their topic, and walked towards the south side of the rooftop.

Wang Wu glanced at him, didn't care, and continued to say to Chen Zuyin: "Actually, it's not bad for us to study in Zhangping Teacher, you are the director of academic affairs, and when you are about to graduate, you can give him a place to study in junior high school for two consecutive years, and you can go to junior high school to teach when you come out." No matter how bad it is, a college student can work in a primary school in the city. ”

Chen Zuyin shook his head: "The policy has been changing, and the matter of continuous college reading may not be gone at any time." Besides, what's the point of being a teacher. You can't starve to death, but don't plan to be developed for the rest of your life. It's better to let him fight hard. Studying in a key high school and getting into a good university always have a better chance of getting in. Again...... The children themselves miss it. ”

Speaking of this, his eyes were a little confused, after all, it was about his son's future. In fact, it was also a gamble for him. On the one hand, it is a very safe choice, and on the other hand, there may be surprises, but it can also be even greater disappointment.

And 8,000 yuan is really a lot of money for him.

Last year, the school raised funds for teachers to build houses, and in order to have a house of their own, he and his wife took out all their savings over the years, and borrowed more than 10,000 yuan from relatives to make up 30,000 yuan to buy a house.

The house will not be moved in until the end of the year, and the old debts have not been paid off, but for the sake of the children's education, they borrowed more than 5,000 yuan from relatives.

He asked his son what he thought at the time, and he said very simply: I want to study in No. 1 middle school.

Thus, this gamble determines the place of the bet.

His thoughts flashed back in a very fast time, and Chen Zuyin's eyes were in a trance, but he suddenly saw Sun Xianyong climbing the fence on the south rooftop.

Wang Wu was about to answer, when he suddenly saw Chen Zuyin shouting: "Sun Xianyong, you give me a little care, don't fall down." ”

He turned his head to look at the scene, and scolded with a smile: "This guy is still a teacher, fortunately, the students didn't go to class today, so I can't see him like a monkey." ”

Sun Xianyong heard the shout, turned around and grinned at them. He waved at them.

Chen Zuyin also smiled: "This kid is old, and he is as naughty as a student." But I don't know what's wrong with him lately, and he doesn't like to talk much. I'll ask him if there's anything he needs help with. ”

But the next moment, they saw Sun Xianyong raise his hands and pose like a diver, and then did a flip jump that looked like he didn't hesitate.

The body drew a smooth parabola in mid-air and quickly fell.

The smiles on the corners of Chen Zuyin and Teacher Wang's mouths were not yet stiff, but only one corner of their clothes remained in the reflection of their eyes, and they quickly disappeared outside the rooftop fence.

By the time the two of them reacted and ran over, there was already a dull crashing sound below.

The man landed first with his head, and the back of his head made uncompromising intimate contact with the ground. Red blood, white brains splattered everywhere. The neck twisted in an eerie bend.

Mr. Wang looked at it and couldn't help but turn around and retch.

And although Chen Zuyin didn't have any special reaction, his face was also ugly.

Looking from afar, he seemed to see a mocking smile on Sun Xianyong's lips.

It was August 31, 1998.

On this day, countless people may die and countless more will be born.

No one knows what the meaning of life is.

Maybe to be born is to die at a certain time, in some way.

And where did the dead go?

When Sun Xianyong jumped down, Chen Wusheng was reading Mr. Jin Yong's novel "Dragon Babu" at home. I saw the Xuzhu monk, because he cracked the Zhenlong chess game by mistake, won the Wuyazi Inheritance, and became a first-class master in the world.

Chen Wusheng was very envious, and he only hated not being able to get into it and become the lucky one who had bad luck.

His so-called home is actually just two offices of more than ten square meters specially granted to his father, who is the director of academic affairs, as the principal of Zhang Ping Normal School.

There are two small rooms, one is the kitchen, and the other is the bedroom of Chen Wusheng and his parents.

Chen Wusheng, who was about to enter the gate of high school, had not had his room since he was a child. A wire bed separated by a curtain is his private space.

But Chen Wusheng never cared about this. He is 15 years old, but he never seems to have any concept of poverty and wealth in his mind.

It's as if he envies Xuzhu for getting an adventure, but he never thinks how unlucky he is to live an ordinary life.

In addition to the teachers' offices, there are two households in the office building.

One is the Chen Wusheng family who lives on the corner of the second floor, and the other is Sun Xianyong's family, who live in the three-and-a-half-story compartment. Sun Xianyong, 32, is a physical education teacher who looks strong and has a handsome face. What's even more enviable is that he has a young and beautiful wife. It's just that according to Sun Xianyong, his wife was sent by the unit to the university in Haishi for training, so everyone hasn't seen her for some days.

When reading martial arts novels, Chen Wusheng has always been very focused. Although the voices of the people downstairs were getting louder and louder, they didn't attract much attention from him.

It wasn't until the siren drove into the school that he put down his book and walked out of the room to take a look.

At this time, the police did not have such strong professional ethics. If it weren't for the fact that someone had died, no one knew when the police would have come after calling the police.

So when you hear the siren, it's clear that something is wrong.

The periphery of the accident site was now full of people. But standing in the corridor on the second floor, Chen Wusheng still saw at a glance the corpse on the ground that had turned into a mess of meat.

The 15-year-old had never seen such a bloody scene.

So, he fainted directly.

The policemen below certainly did not notice him at all. It was just a step-by-step process that began to block the gate of the school, investigate the scene of the accident, and take pictures. Although theoretically it is also necessary to disperse the surrounding do-gooders. But the Chinese people are born to watch the excitement, and the only two policemen were helpless against the hundreds of onlookers, and after seeing that a few shouts had no effect, they also let it go.

Almost at the same time, the ambulance arrived. The emergency doctor got out of the car and confirmed that the broken flesh on the ground had completely lost its life. He waited quietly for the police to deal with the scene and then transport the body to the hospital's morgue.

Unlike the onlookers who desperately tried to squeeze in, a young man in his 30s, wearing a peaked cap and large sunglasses, bypassed the crowd, quietly walked into the office building, and drove to the corner of the second floor.

Chen Wusheng was still lying on the ground.

One section of the corridor here has a right-angle curve with the other teachers' offices, and although there are many people watching the excitement on the corridor on the other side, no one notices that their "son" of Director Chen is lying to the ground at the moment.

The young man in the cap looked at him silently. After standing for a moment, he took off his large sunglasses under the brim of his hat. It can be seen that his eyes are a little complicated at this time. The words muttered to himself seemed to be: "What an unforgettable day 18 years ago, you are still here." ”

The face of a man in his 30s under sunglasses is nine points similar to 15-year-old Chen Wusheng.