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I sat on the stone steps at the entrance of the temple, looking at the mountain in the distance, which was barely visible in the mist, and put the cigarette butt in my hand to my feet to extinguish it. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info?. ranen`

I once tried to quit smoking for a while. But it didn't work very well. And I found that now, in addition to having a particularly large dependence on crystal orchid, my need for nicotine is also unprecedented. I know it's not a good thing, but I can't help it. The hallucinations that Crystal Orchid brought to me can temporarily disconnect me from my current situation and get rid of all the troubles I had before. Nicotine, on the other hand, can give me a little more opportunity to be calm when facing reality, so that I can think seriously occasionally.

Lan knelt in front of the Buddha statue for seven days and seven nights. During this period, I only ate a small amount of food. Just kneel. At that time, none of the monks, except for an old monk, knew why this female guest was kneeling here. And the old monk, not long after Lan left, had already passed away.

He knelt for seven days and seven nights. I looked at the mountain peaks in the distance, and suddenly I felt a little uncomfortable.

And during the seven days and seven nights when he knelt, every day Lan would ask for a stick in the bamboo stick holder in front of him. And every sign turned out to be unexpectedly the same.

On the morning of the eighth day, the old monk stood at the door and waited for Lan to come out. Then he looked at the corpse frozen in the snow, and then pointed to the burial platform in the distance. Said these words: there is nothing outside the heart.

There is nothing outside the heart.

I smiled. I don't understand Buddhism. In some costume TV series, some monks like to play meditation with others. I'm not sure if it was the old monk who was playing meditation with Lan at the time. The only thing he knew was that Lan nodded at that time and carried the man down the mountain. However, half a month later, Lan returned to the temple again. The old monk was already dead at that time.

I don't know what Lan was feeling at the time, but Lan knelt in front of the Buddha statue and begged for a lot. Then he took the sign and left.

That's all Monk Wuhui told me. With that, he walked away, leaving me alone to sit there stunned, looking at the place.

I've thought countless times about myself standing in front of that person. Of course, if that person was still alive. But the problem is that now he may have been eaten by the eagles and only bones are left. And those bones, or they have long been blown away by the wind. I went up now, and all I could face was what could be a bare burial platform.

The fat man came over and patted me and pulled my god back.

I looked at him, and he said, "The one-eyed dragon asked us when we were going down." ”

The one-eyed dragon was ordered by me and the fat man to wait at the bottom of the mountain, and not to come up.

To be honest, I really don't understand them. It's obviously very close to the destination, why don't you still rely on me to leave. They are asking for money, and I am just asking for an answer. The Tao is different, and they do not conspire with each other.

"How long have we been here?" I asked the fat man. The quality of sleep these days is really poor, sometimes sleeping during the day, sometimes sleeping at night. The jet lag is a bit messy.

The fat man thought for a moment and said, "It's been three days." ”

"It's been three days." I say. Saying that, I stood up and stretched, snatched the cigarette from the fat man's mouth, took a puff, and then threw the cigarette on the ground and stepped on it: "Buddhism is pure, smoke less." With that, he walked back.

The fat man was stunned for a moment, and asked me behind him, "Hey, then when are we going down?" ”

As I passed by the linden tree, I stopped to look at me and said, "Now." ”

"Okay!" The fat man answered.

As I was about to descend the mountain, I saw countless tents set up below. These people, after so long in burglary, still don't know the importance of keeping a low profile. Such a large group of people are gathered here, what if the strip finds out. But after a little thought, it dawned on me again.

Where the hell did you get a note from this place?

Once I had descended the mountain, one of the One-Eyed Dragon's men spotted me. I called Brother Cheng back, and then the people in the tent began to come out and surround me, asking me when I was leaving. Just chatting and farting here these days is suffocating them.

I nodded and said don't worry. Then I looked at it, and I didn't find the one-eyed dragon. Just ask where the other person is. Then some people said that Brother Long went to Xiaojie and didn't come back yet.

My first instinct was that something was going to happen. But then I realized that I was thinking too much. The cyclops came out from behind the tent with his pants on. scolded and scolded: "Who the hell is pulling shit behind Lao Tzu's tent?" I-, Brother Cheng! ”

I waved my hand: "It's not me." ”

"Oh, no, no, no." The one-eyed dragon walked up to me and turned around to look at the crowd around him: "It's scattered." ”

When the people were almost gone, the one-eyed dragon took me back to his tent.

"Brother Cheng, look, how is this operation arranged?" The one-eyed dragon asked me.

When the fat man heard this, he asked him, "Hey, you should know what Ah Cheng is doing this time, right?" ”

The one-eyed dragon nodded: "Yes, yes, yes, I know." ”

"I just brought you here, shouldn't it be your own business to do what to do?" I asked him. "One of us is going up the mountain, and the other is going down to the ground. The two don't care about each other. ”

The one-eyed dragon said, "Brother Cheng, that's what I said. But you're the leader, after all. There are so many of us brothers, you can't bear to see them go to their deaths, right? ”

I've seen more dead people. My heart said. can think about it, my heart is still very sensitive to the word death.

"So be it." I say. "How many people did you bring here?"

The one-eyed dragon thought for a moment and said, "Two hundred and fifty-six." ”

"Where's the equipment?"

"It's all right. All the best gear. ”

I nodded, thought for a moment, and said, "How much do you know about this tomb?" ”

"The princely tomb of the Warring States." The one-eyed dragon said. "The dove occupies the magpie's nest. Occupy the tomb of an ancestor. ”

"Where's the mechanism in the tomb?"

The one-eyed dragon recalled for a moment, and said, "I don't know much about the mechanism. However, according to the experience of previous generations, the biggest mechanism in this tomb is poison and the like. ”

"Sengoku." I whispered a whisper and turned to look at the fat man.

The fat man said: "Most of the Warring States tombs are bronze. So even if there are mechanisms in it, most of them are just bronze ones. And bronze is something that has long been unusable after so many years. So it's not too difficult to solve. It's something inside. If you don't handle this stuff properly, you're likely to be wiped out. (To be continued.) )