What is one? Taoism believes that "one of the Taoist beings has no name, no name, and no name; The second name of time and space, the gate of the famous mystery, the root of the famous heaven and earth, and the gate of the famous people; The third of the two lives has the name Tai Chi".

In "Lao Tzu", the state of "one" is described in a trance with the immortality of the god of grains, and the two qualitative realms of the realm are divided by "there is thought" and "no thought". "The god of grains is immortal, it is called Xuanjiao" is to say that the god of dust and breath in the silence is constantly immortal, this is the Xuanqi Xuanxue, which is one of the Wuji of Taoism.

The words spoken by these Taoists are always half-concealed, but the truth spoken by all religious masters is often like this, the front can be advanced, the back can be retreated, and a sentence for a hundred people to understand may have a hundred answers. But everything has its source, whether it is Pangu opening the world or Nuwa creating man, there is a process from zero to one, and this "one" is the beginning, and then derived from the surroundings through this point.

This is just like the fate of people, the moment a newborn baby lands, his fate will have a different turn. For example, he was born into a rich or poor family; For example, whether he was born in the city or in the countryside; For example, whether his parents are healthy or not, from the first moment of his birth, there will be a variety of different answers waiting for him. If this development continues, perhaps every day your actions and thoughts will be full of variables for the subsequent development of fate. The so-called coffin closure theory is that a person will never be able to accurately evaluate his life until the moment he dies, and it may be full of variables until the last second.

It is precisely because people's fate is full of variables that Fu Xi will deduce gossip, so there will be divination and prophecy, fortune telling. People are always curious about what is going to happen in the future, what has happened is called memory, and memory cannot be changed, it is already existing, it is established, irreversible.

Using numerology, astronomy, geography, and mathematics, the Taoist priests invented physiognomy, just like the ancient witchcraft, physiognomy evolved from witchcraft, but it was more systematic and professional, and had theoretical support. So the Taoists found that they could get a glimpse of the future trend in numerology, so there was the Tao, but there is a paradox here: fate is destined to be glimpsed into all talents.

This paradox is formed in this way: if a person walks every ten meters there will be two forks, and he can only choose one of the two to go forward again and again, until the last moment of his life, what kind of road he will walk out, this is the fate of his life. And then we'll say, oh, that's how his life came about.

But what if the person went in the opposite direction at the second intersection? Then the path he took will be completely different from the current one, but we will still say when he reaches the end: Oh, it turns out that this is how his life has come.

Because all of our time is synchronized, there is no chance to do it again, but what if time can overlap? It seems that the ancients also thought about this question, who can break the axis of time that can only go forward and not backward, then who can reshape the fate of any person, the focus is on reshaping rather than peeping, which is the mystery that those people have pursued all their lives to crack......

Without the help of science, any existence with a glimmer of hope needs to be fought for, and it is precisely because of this that in many parts of China, some witches and witches are swaggering, taking advantage of people's ignorance and fear of gods and ghosts to deceive them by various means.

Superstition and religion are two completely different concepts, and Cha Wenbin is the kind of religious person who can easily be mistaken for a superstitious because he is so close to life that it is difficult to associate him with a Taoist priest. There is an old saying in China: the small is hidden in the forest, and the big is hidden in the city, but if you have to run to a place like Zhongnan Mountain, is it really seeking the Tao or just escaping?

The Yuan family was silent at the moment, the new coffin had arrived, in a Western-style style, similar to a box, decorated with some brass style ornaments. Xiaobai has drunk the water of foreign ink, so naturally the preparation will be different, which is arranged by Cha Wenbin.

The yard was decorated with white everywhere, and the entrance was already full of people, blocking a road with water. The Yuan family is a big family, naturally different from ordinary people, and the news that Miss Yuan is going to have an accident is like a shot in the arm for the reporters in the Shanghai Tang press circles. Mr. Yuan simply closed the door, and if he didn't listen to the noise outside the house, he was sad to hear.

"Does it have to be like this?" Seeing the two anesthetics being slowly pushed into the syringe, Mr. Yuan's cheeks couldn't help but twitch, and he knew that this dose was enough to make her baby daughter close her eyes forever.

Cha Wenbin didn't dare to guarantee it, but said: "I can only try, I have no other way, but you are also mentally prepared, if it is really the same, she will be like my friend, and she may forget the past when she wakes up." It's just that I asked her to end her current pain a little earlier. ”

The old housekeeper helped Mr. to rest, and Lao Xia looked at the spiraling staircase and suddenly felt a little bored, this staircase led to two directions, maybe heaven or hell.

Lao Xia looked at the room full of paper people and funeral supplies and asked, "How sure are you?" ”

Cha Wenbin replied truthfully: "I'm not sure, everything depends on the will of God, if it's really destined, then everyone will have the same ending." ”

Lao Xia sneered: "Same as me? It's better to die. ”

Cha Wenbin did not answer again, at this moment he was more like an executioner who was about to go to the execution ground, and he knew the risk he was carrying. He silently said to himself in his heart: "Xiaobai, if I fail, then I will go with you......"

A thunderclap came from upstairs, the screams of women, the shouts of men, the cracking of utensils. Everyone in the room listened and imagined, but after all, no one dared to go up and look at it. When a once loved one becomes a stranger to another, all you want is to get away as soon as possible, even if you used to love her so much.

About a month ago, Yuan Xiaobai no longer opened his mouth to eat. A few days later, the aunt at home found that the chicken in the back kitchen had died inexplicably, and a large hole had been gnawed on the neck. At first, I thought it was a good thing for the yellow skin, and the favorite thing was to drink chicken blood, like this kind of quiet old house compound, with many trees and forests, and it is possible for some yellow skins to haunt it.

Later, not only chickens, but also pigeons, ducks and other poultry, all of which were bought and prepared by the servants every day, all of them had their necks bitten off, and the blood in their bodies was sucked away. After that, the Yuan family no longer bought live poultry, and if they wanted to buy it, they would kill it in the market and bring it back.

Until one time in the second half of the night, the old housekeeper heard the dog barking in the yard, and the movement was not loud, but he was a little frightened. The housekeeper got up and was about to check, just walked through the corridor under the stairs to the living room and pulled the light gate, Yuan Xiaobai, whose face was covered with blood, was floating past him blindly, the corners of her mouth, her chin, the bloody scene The old housekeeper said that he would never forget it in his life.

The door of the living room was open, and the blood stains followed Xiaobai's steps from the door to the living room, step by step. The butler held back the heart that was about to jump to his throat and went out to take a look, and the five-year-old black sheepdog was climbing up the steps, with only breath coming out of his mouth and no breath coming in. Throat, a fist-sized wound, this dog is a caretaker, it is difficult for ordinary people to get close, and he didn't hum tonight. It is usually very slimy to Xiaobai, because it is a little stray dog brought back from the street by Xiaobai, and it may not understand why the little owner ended his life in this way until he dies......

The news that the eldest lady was going to suck blood was not spread out, the old housekeeper had been in the Yuan family for a long time, he watched the young lady grow up, and regarded Xiaobai as his daughter. In order to continue his life, every day the housekeeper will send live birds to Xiaobai's door, usually at night, and the old housekeeper will go to fetch the shriveled corpse the next morning.

But after all, paper can't hold the fire, and the news that Xiaobai has become a vampire still spreads, so many servants of the Yuan family began to flee from this old mansion. Fear is an innate emotion, it's not that you're not afraid, it's just that it doesn't happen to you.

After about five minutes, the upstairs door opened, and Lao Xia saw Cha Wenbin hanging his head, his clothes were torn, and there were long scratches all over his face and chest. In his arms was a limp woman in a pair of pajamas, the brown of which had stiffened the fabric, and the blood stains on the front sheets were about to hide the original white veil.

The people downstairs came out one after another, no one dared to speak, Cha Wenbin's eyes kept having tears in circles, and he couldn't even see the next step clearly. "Tick, tick", the tears fell to the woman's cheeks, but the woman could no longer tell him how happy she felt at the moment......

Several old mothers were all there before the Yuan family, and the young ones ran away, leaving these old guys. They understood what was happening, the water in the bathroom had been put away, and the water was full of young lady's favorite rose petals, and it was time to wash her, and go away cleanly......