When Grandpa saw Ninety-One Chief, he was meditating in a small room.

The room was very small, with nothing but a straw bed, a lame table, and a cracked bamboo chair. Other than that, there are less than ten square meters of space for people to move.

The windows are also very small, only the size of a basket, so the inside of the house is dark.

In the dim environment, Grandpa saw the skinny Jiuyi Long with his eyes closed, his palms folded, palms up, and sitting cross-legged on the bed. There is no expression on the face, and even if there is expression, it will be covered by the wrinkles of the ravines and ravines§The chin is wrinkled like sun-dried and shriveled red dates, red with black in the middle. The ears were unexpectedly large, but they were as thin as air-dried fungus. The hair is silvery, thin and long, and it is tied in a Taoist standard bun on the top of the head, and because there is too little hair, the hairpin that is inserted horizontally is about to slide down, which is worrying. The fingers of the seal are as thin as old vines, and they are knotted together.

Grandpa often sees Taoist priests with immortal bones, but he has never seen such a thin and old Taoist priest. Although these ninety-one lengths don't look like a high path with cultivation, they don't look like ordinary mortals, but like lifeless antiques, root carvings.

Grandpa thought that he was participating in meditation or enlightenment or practicing, so he didn't disturb him, and sat down on the bamboo chair silently to meditate with him.

After about a stick of incense, Jiuyi let out a long humming sound, as if his mouth and nose were not smooth, and he needed to breathe hard.

Daddy hurriedly stood up to see if he needed help.

Jiuyi snorted and settled again, still motionless like an antique root carving.

Before my grandfather entered the house, I heard that the ninety-one chief had to settle for a few hours every day, and he was never lazy. So Grandpa was mentally prepared. So, Grandpa calmed down, followed the appearance of Jiuyi and lowered his eyelids, imitating his gesture with his palms folded and palms up. Grandpa didn't know the essentials of entering the meditation, but he knew that entering the meditation required a calm mind, and besides, he didn't have to practice the kung fu of entering the concentration, so he pretended to be settled like tweezers.

This is a problem.

Those who know how to settle in the settlement know that before they enter the settlement, they must make a thought and tell themselves how long they will be in the settlement this time. With this in mind, people who have a certain amount of concentration will naturally make up their minds at a fixed time. If you don't have this idea before you settle down, that is, you don't put in the time to get out of the schedule, and there is no outsider to draw it out, it will be difficult for you to make a decision, and it is very easy for people to fall asleep or even die.

Soon after Daddy closed his eyes, his brain began to become groggy. Grandpa quickly realized that something was wrong and wanted to open his eyes, but his eyelids were so heavy that they were like hanging two scales, and he couldn't open them. He wanted to shout, but he couldn't open his mouth. He wanted to raise his hand and twist himself, but he would wake up if it hurt, but his overlapping hands seemed to be holding something weighing a thousand pounds, and he couldn't move.

Daddy had to struggle to open his eyes.

After struggling for a long time, his eyelids suddenly loosened. Daddy's eyes opened.

But when he opened his eyes, his father found that he was no longer in the hut of Ninety-One Chief. He found himself standing in a green meadow, facing the dazzling sun. The sunlight made him want to close his eyes when they opened them. Grandpa felt that he couldn't close his eyes again, and he was afraid that as soon as he closed them, he would return to the state where he couldn't move just now.

Daddy raised his hand, and his hand could move, blocking the dazzling sunlight with his palm.

Immediately afterward, his whole body moved freely.

He turned away from the sunlight, looked around, and saw a small rattling river with a small pavilion by the river. The pavilion has no tiles on the roof and is covered with a layer of grass. The grass was exactly the same as the grass on the ninety-one long bed. The yellow and slender ones are obviously brushed through the blades of grass, leaving only the straight and hollow main rod. If you don't remove the blades of grass, you will sting like a caterpillar on the bed, and it will easily heat and rot on the roof of a thatched house.

Grandpa hazy felt that this little pavilion and the small river were familiar.

Then, an old voice came from Grandpa's ear. The voice said, "Spring, summer, autumn and winter are small-scale cycles. If you have seen the snow-capped mountains in the sky, the rushing rivers, the thousands of rivers flowing into the sea, and the thunderclouds and wind power, you will know where the water comes from, where it meets, where it flows, where it ends, how it transpires into clouds, and how clouds condense into rain. This cycle of a small drop of water is like a reincarnation in the world. It's a large-scale cycle. This is also the trick of ninety-nine to one in the I Ching. ”

Before it was over, the voice said, "All these things follow the principle of ninety-nine to one." People are like a small reincarnation in spring, summer and autumn in time, and a big reincarnation from Sichuan to the sea in terms of transportation. The combination of many reincarnations is the life of a single person. ”

Grandpa silently said in his heart: "Reincarnation? ”

The voice then said, "Samsara cannot be said to be reincarnation, and it is impossible to say that it is understandable. Like seeing a mirror, at a certain point, the past is a reflection of the future, and the future is the repetition of the past. ”

"Master of the Sea?" Grandpa finally remembered the scene he met in Mount Emei.

This small river and small pavilion are very familiar with the environment where Master Mihai lives, but they are slightly different. The little river was a little more crooked than the one my father had seen before, and the little pavilion was a little more dilapidated than the one he had seen before.

Could it be that after leaving Mount Emei, the place where the master of the sea lived changed? Daddy thought to himself.

Involuntarily, Grandpa walked to the nunnery where he used to discuss reincarnation with Master Mihai. This nunnery is also more dilapidated than before, and the furnishings are slightly different.

Grandpa searched around the front and back of the nunnery, but did not find the figure of the master of the sea.

Grandpa came to the small river, and the water in the river was crystal clear. Grandpa leaned down and saw the shadow of the Lost Sea Master in the water!

Grandpa was startled and hurriedly wanted to enter the water. But as soon as his hand touched the water, the Master of the Lost Sea was gone.

After a while, the waves faded, and the Master of the Lost Sea reappeared in the water.

Take a closer look, which is the master of the sea in the water? It's obviously a reflection of yourself. The self in the reflection is wearing a simple monk's robe and stepping on coarse cloth monk boots, which is indeed somewhat similar to the Mihai Master I met before, but that face is indeed my own face.

Grandpa found this scene incomprehensible, but there was no one to ask about here.

Grandpa was flustered, and remembered that Mount Emei was 108,000 miles away from Thrush Village, and he didn't know how to go home. He walked up and down the river, not knowing what to do.

At this time, a chime sounded, clear and melodious.

After hearing the chime, my grandfather suddenly calmed down and was no longer impatient. He followed the sound of the chime, thinking that where the chime sounded, there must be someone who knocked the chime. Ask the person who knocks the chime and you will solve all the mysteries.

The direction he walked in following the sound of the chime was the direction he had walked from Master Mihai to the elephant washing pond before, and it was also the direction in which the spirit monkey had led him for the second time.

Grandpa walked for a while, and sure enough, he walked to the entrance of the cave like last time.

Outside the cave, a monk is striking a bowl-shaped copper chime. Grandpa could tell at a glance that the monk was a master of the sea, but he was much younger than the master of the sea that his father knew. Even after a long period of baptism, some people will always be able to recognize their appearance at a glance.

Grandpa suddenly woke up!

It turned out that he was the master in the mouth of the master of the misty sea. The reason why the Misty Sea Master cannot be found in the nunnery and the small pavilion is because the Misty Sea Master has not yet entered this cave.

Perhaps the Master of the Lost Sea met his master because he knocked the chime at the entrance of the cave and attracted the attention of the people in the cave.

It turns out that the self wearing monk's clothes and shoes is the self in the previous life. It turns out that what you just experienced is exactly what you experienced in your previous life!

"Reincarnation cannot be said to be reincarnation, and it is impossible to say that it is well understood. Like seeing a mirror, at a certain point, the past is a reflection of the future, and the future is the repetition of the past. Grandpa had an epiphany about the true meaning of this sentence.

Grandpa's lips trembled, and he asked the person who knocked the chime excitedly, "Are you lost in the sea?" ”

Mihai stopped tapping the chime, looked at his grandfather, and said in a strange reverberating voice: "Please open your eyes and take a look!" "He sits in the open and there should be no echo.

Grandpa was surprised, "My eyes are open." ”

Mihai said again: "Please open your eyes again!" ”

Grandpa seemed to have realized, and hurriedly tried to stare hard again.

Daddy's eyes finally opened. The person who knocked the chime in front of him was not Mihai, but Jiuyi Changji, who was sitting on a grass-covered bed≡ was not at the entrance of the cave, but sitting on the chair with cracked bamboo pieces. However, the room was dimly lit, as if it were in a cave.

The chime was not knocked out by the misty sea, but by the Taoist chief in front of him, who was as thin as firewood.

"What just happened?" Grandpa asked in surprise. He was tired and his head was heavy, as if he had a very tiring dream.

Jiuyi said with a long squirming dry date-like lips: "You are too deep in the meditation and can't get out by yourself, so I will wake you up with a chime to lure you out." If you are not awakened, you will continue as a dream until you die of hunger and thirst. ”

"Thank you, Chief!" Cold sweat broke out on Grandpa's forehead. He didn't know if Captain Jiuyi didn't wake him up, if he would meet the monk of the Lost Sea, and then take the Lost Sea into the cave. He is not worth it if he sits in this hut and dies of hunger and thirst because he can't make a decision, will the previous life in the cave continue. Is it true that if you die in this life, then the experience of your previous life will also come to an abrupt end? Is it possible to continue living in this life so that the past life can end smoothly? Grandpa felt that his thoughts were chaotic.

"No thanks." Captain Jiuyi put down the chime and moved off the bed. The dry straw creaked under his movement.

Look out the window, it's already evening!

"I just dreamed about my past life." Daddy said.

Jiuyi said without shock: "I have had more than a hundred such dreams. Outsiders know that I remember the ninety-first life, ninety-one births and deaths, but they don't know that now I have already surpassed the ninety-first one. I'm in a lot of pain about this, and I hope you don't get too deep. ”

Daddy said, "I didn't come this time for my own past life, but to prepare for the reincarnation of a friend. ”