During the long agony of waiting, I searched my mind for cases related to "reincarnation." If Mr. Wang is reincarnated, his spirituality will remain for a period of time and will not disappear immediately. Even if we go back in half an hour, an hour, we will be in time.

The key is that we must solve the problem after we go back, so that the Wang family can settle down and live a good life.

"I really regret that there are many things, alas, more things are better than less, if I hadn't gotten out of the car to look for trouble, I would have been back in the hospital by this time. Zhang Quanzhong sighed.

Suddenly, I felt someone leaning over me outside the right window.

I turned around, and sure enough, the face of a gray-clothed monk was pressed against the car window, and his eyes were round, like copper bells, and it turned out to be the monk of Ganden Monastery who "froze" Zhang Quanzhong.

"Tuk tuk", the monk bent his fingers and knocked on the window.

Zhang Quanzhong didn't dare to slack off, and when he flicked the button, the window glass fell by a third.

"You, come out, I, have something to say. "The monk's Chinese was so poor that it was almost word for word.

"If you have something to say, please say it directly. I replied.

This person is clever and unpredictable, and I definitely don't dare to be careless.

"Just with you, alone. "He's stubborn.

With a click, Zhang Quanzhong pressed the button, and the windows on all sides were automatically locked, in case the monk raised his hand to pull the door.

"Your Excellency will give me a name?" Zhang Quanzhong shouted.

"I, talk to you, not to others. There is not much time, the matter is urgent, let's talk about it. The monk said again.

I weighed it a little and instructed Zhang Quanzhong: "Mr. Zhang, open the lock, I'll go down and talk to him, it'll be fine." ”

In this case, if I can't avoid being attacked, I can simply get out of the way and divert the monks away to reduce casualties.

As soon as the lock opened, I pushed the door and got out of the car.

The monk stepped back and led me to the back of a roadside flower bed, facing a freshly mowed green lawn.

"Someone was reincarnated, it was smooth, the soul transition was smooth, and there were no adverse reactions. He said.

I immediately realized that he was talking about the Wang family.

"So what are we talking about?" I asked.

"Let's solve some of life's ultimate puzzles. He replied, his voice smoothing out.

I realized that his Chinese was fine, but he was silent for too long, not communicating with others, and all his speech and expression were temporarily jerky.

"What is the name of the master?" I asked.

The monk replied, "I meditate under three dead trees and become enlightened, and everyone calls me the Three Tree Monk." As for the real name, I forgot it long ago before meditating. ”

Only when a practitioner forgets his true face can he enter the Dharma and enter the Dharma, which is equivalent to knowing that he has lost his ugly hard shell and turned into a cicada with fluttering wings and flying. Forgetting is the most obvious sign of spiritual progress.

"Master Mitsuki, it's a good thing. I said.

"There is a lot of talk in Tantra about reincarnation, rebirth, and the flow of the sutras into the hands of the laity, which is misunderstood, thinking that reincarnation is a natural occurrence and that any soul can be reincarnated. Actually, this statement is completely false. Everything in the world has its own rules and regulations, and if everyone can break the rules, then the rules no longer exist. Reincarnation is feasible, but only people with great perseverance, great concentration, great wisdom, and great desire can break through the barrier of reincarnation, go against the trend, and come to the step of reincarnation. With your wisdom, it's not hard to understand this, right?" asked Miki.

I nodded, "Yes, I understand." ”

Reincarnation is a type of tantric thaumaturgy, and since it is thaumaturgy, it is impossible for everyone to master it easily.

I listened patiently to the other party's speech, just to know how Mr. Wang was reincarnated and how to communicate after reincarnation. There are many thaumatururgies in Tibetan Buddhism that have been passed down from ancient times, and have not been changed indiscriminately by the good deeds and the ignorant and fearless, and still maintain the charm of ancient times.

These thaumaturgies are the best learning goals for the majority of thaumaturgists, far better than the so-called "ancient thaumaturgy" that has changed its flavor in the Central Plains.

"Desire is like fire, like a torrent, it is constantly chopped, and it cannot be killed, only by letting it vent, and then digging off its roots, can it be completely eliminated. This time, only you can destroy the root of the roar and avert the scourge. It is the blessing of the world and the blessing of this family that we have met. Now, come with me and settle the matter. Miki said.

Without hesitation, I agreed: "No problem, please get in the car." ”

Obviously, it was most convenient for us to take the car back to Wang's house together, and there could be no second option.

"Come with me. "Miki didn't respond to my suggestion and pulled his legs to the west.

I was stunned, didn't hesitate, and immediately followed.

Before, I had seen his walking skills, but I refused to give in, and I tried to keep up.

"Don't make a fuss when you see him, forget what that person was like before, and what you see in your eyes is his wisdom rather than his appearance. If you look horrified, you're bound to frighten the other person. At the end of reincarnation and the beginning of reincarnation, people are like simple and ignorant ancient ancestors, who have no resistance to extreme emotions such as fear, fear, ecstasy, and great sorrow, which is why the ancients were often frightened to death by unnatural events. It's like an experimental specimen living in a sterile environment exposed to the air, without any external force, just the normal existence of various bacteria, which is enough to kill him. The reason why I don't want your companion to come is because he lacks concentration and will only do bad things......" Miki's voice floated from the front.

He deliberately slowed down to make sure I could keep up.

I participate in the city marathon organized by Jinan University every year, and I have some long-distance running experience, so I can barely keep up with Sanshu. However, during the run, all his physical strength was concentrated on his legs, and he couldn't spare time to call Zhang Quanzhong.

"Not everything in the world has an answer, and not everything has an ending. Asking what you want to ask, knowing what you want to know, is the key to this karmic meeting. In cities, reincarnated people are often seen as evil, and the monks of Gaden Monastery have traveled the world and resolved these entanglements thousands of times. This time, the problem will be solved. Miki continued.

I would like to ask Mr. Wang the following questions: "Where did the mirror room go? How did I get the Divine Water Mirror? What is the significance of the Divine Water Mirror to the people of Jinan? What is the significance of my Xia clan in Jinan? Is my eldest brother still alive? What is the profound influence of ancient Feng Shui on today's urban layout? How should people gain a foothold between ancient modernity, idealistic materialism, and belief and superstition?"

Whether he knows the answer or not, I'm going to ask.

In the face of a great wise man like him who can turn back at the end of his life, I can't let go of this opportunity no matter what.

When we arrived outside Wang's house, the courtyard was already in chaos.

The iron fence door was open, and seven or eight men with baseball bats, machetes, fruit knives,* stood in a semicircle outside the Westinghouse. Everyone was so engrossed in the door that they didn't even have time to care about me and Miki entering the courtyard.

The door to the West House was open, and there was silence inside.

I knew that there must be people inside, Wang Yongbang and his close relatives were inside, but everyone must have been stunned by something strange, so that they collectively lost their voices, grounded their feet, and did not make a single movement.

"I said, call him. Suddenly, a voice rang out.

The speaker was in the Westroom, and the voice was very strange, old-fashioned, but the voice was very immature, as if a young child was imitating the speech of an old man.

"Who the hell are you...... What the hell is ...... Who is the demon, who dares to come to the king's mansion to spread wilderness? Get out of here, or I will be merciless under the demon sword!" This is Wang Yongbang's voice, but the tone is sad, his voice is trembling, and he is strong on the outside and dry in the middle, which can be seen that he is barely supporting.

"Call Xiao Xia to come, I have something to tell him. The strange voice said again.

"He's on the way, he's on the way, right away. Child, you should lie down well, put on your clothes, and don't catch a cold. Come and lie down, don't catch a cold......" one woman shouted.

These words were originally used to coax children, and everyone would speak in a gentle and gentle voice, so as not to frighten the child. However, at this moment, the situation is strange, and the voice of the woman who said this is torn, like a shrew scolding in the street.

"All go away, here he comes. The strange voice said again.

I pushed away the person in front of me, stopped at the door, and shouted inside: "Mr. Wang, I'm Xia Shi, and now I'm going to come in with Master Sanshu of Ganden Monastery of Tibetan Buddhism. ”

The figure inside the door flashed, and the angry Wang Yongbang ran out with a short sword.

He looked at Sanshu first, and then shouted at me: "What about Zhang Quanzhong? What about Lao Zhang? If he doesn't come, what should I do about this matter? What should I do about this matter? It's all the trouble he bringed, and if he causes trouble, he will run away, is there anyone who does such a thing? He won't ......answer when he calls him."

Wang Yongbang is already in chaos, and the more he talks, the more undisciplined he becomes.

The terrible thing is that the short sword in his hand is very sharp, and if he is allowed to compare, he will lose control of his emotions, and if he doesn't get it right, he will scratch others.

I stretched out my hand to him: "Mr. Wang, give me the short sword." ”

Wang Yongbang snorted to the ground: "For you, what are you? It's just Lao Zhang's follower, and he is not qualified to talk to me at all." If you want to go in, you can, but if you can't tell me about the meridian, my son will be finished today anyway, and I will take you one by one, and everyone will go to the western sky!"

I'm very disappointed with his performance, but I can't help it.

Mortals are ignorant, and at all times they show a mob state of "indifference, fearlessness, arguments, and cruel words", and do not restrain their emotions at all.

In the face of mortals, all thaumaturgists can do is endure.

"Well, that's rude. I nodded to Wang Yongbang, and then walked into the Westinghouse first.

A woman had just given birth in the house, so the floor was in shambles.

I entered, and everyone automatically dodged to either side, revealing the large wooden bed against the wall.

The wooden bed was slept on by a pregnant woman, but at this moment there was a white and chubby baby boy standing on the bed, with his arms raised above his head, his eyes and mouth open, angry to the extreme. It's just that the baby's facial features are very immature, and pretending to have such an expression not only can't make people afraid, but makes people laugh.

I didn't know what to say in the opening remarks, so I had to move forward step by step, thinking about what to do as I went.

"The linden tree is dead. Miki whispered past me to my left, took a few steps to the bed, crouched slightly, and made eye contact with the baby boy.

"Isn't it long dead?" asked the baby boy.

"It's not. Sanshu shook his head, "What dies is its appearance, if the roots do not die, the tree will live forever, just like a person is alive, as long as he does not breathe, he is a living person, even if it is a vegetative person, it is a living person." Otherwise, the dead. Now, the Bodhi tree is dead, and its roots are broken, and it will wither in seven days. ”

The baby boy was stunned, suddenly waved his arms, and cried loudly.

"Death is inevitable, life is accidental. Whether it is a person or a plant, we should be grateful to be born in this world, give everything we have, and leave traces for this world. Now, we are back for you, but your unfulfilled long-cherished wish. Miki said again.

The baby boy suddenly stopped crying and pointed his right hand at me: "You, you must continue my unfinished business, and add a cover to this city against wind and rain and against invasion." The ancestral graves of all Jinan people are here, if you don't protect this land, how can you show the graves to your ancestors?"

Chinese attach great importance to ancestral graves, so "digging up ancestral graves" is the most violent means of trampling on others, which will definitely trigger crazy revenge.

Only as an old Jinan person can you understand the importance of Jinan City to these people.

This land was given by God, and the ancestors did not know how difficult it was, so they opened the mountains and leveled the land and brought springs for irrigation, so that the tidal flats of the Yellow River became a beautiful and rich homeland. After their deaths, their bodies were buried in the loess, bless the future of Jinan with another spiritual power.

For hundreds of years, only the great change of national disaster invaded by the Japanese invaders affected the safety of the ancestral tomb in Jinan. This is a foreign war and a national disaster, not a civil war or family disaster in the change of dynasties in the past.

"I understand, I must fight for Jinan and fight for the country. I nodded in agreement.

Whether facing the baby boy or Mr. Wang Zhenwu, I have deep respect, because what I respect is not any one person, but the noble spirit of everyone to protect their families and defend the country.

The world will not be peaceful forever, otherwise it will be a blessing and a curse. If there is another national disaster, I will be the first to stand up and use my own life and one person to block the intruder's gun hole, and go to the bunker of the devil.

"Come, I tell you, find what you want. The baby boy said again.

I took two steps forward, crouched down like Mitsuki, turned my head, and flashed my ears to the baby boy.

"If you don't forget, there will be an echo, sincerity to the Buddha, and the glimmer of the spiritual platform. Finding the Room of Mirrors is not the end of peace, but the beginning of fear. This world needs a truly selfless and fearless brave man, that is, you, Summer Stone. The baby boy said.

His words entered my ears, and instead of passing away with the wind, they became a thin chain that connected the scattered thoughts in my head one by one.

The answer is in your heart. He said again.

Sure enough, I got the answer: "The mirror chamber goes deep underground, and the spring veins are also underground, both of which are low." We stood on the flat ground and raised our heads and shouted loudly to find the mirror room, all of which were of no use. If you can find the lowest place in Jinan City, and then find clues from there, it will be more efficient. ”

There are other questions, and the answer is in your heart. Whatever your mind thinks, the answer will emerge clearly. Xia Shi, ask yourself and reflect on it, if young people have to rely on other people's teachings and solve doubts to live, then when can they find themselves and become wise men who can answer questions and solve doubts for others? Do you still want to sink? Do you still want to go with the flow? You have to rise up -- you want to surpass all the ancestors of the past, and you want to make Chinese thaumaturgy really work. If a person or a generation cannot be prepared for danger in times of peace, but only live in chaos, then the place where the remains of their ancestors are buried will become a paradise for the torture and killing of the invaders......" the baby boy roared in my ear.

There were at least two dozen people in the house, men and women, old and young. Like me, everyone listened with their ears pricked up, and they didn't dare to come out.

Newborn babies cannot speak, and they will not be able to speak single words or simple words until at least about 10 months, and they will not learn to think logically until they are two years old. Now, the baby boy, who has just been born for less than two hours, can already stand and speak, and what he says is the great truth of the country and the people.

This kind of spectacle, even if the elite in the preschool teacher and the diamond employees in the confinement club came, their jaws would have to drop.

Only Sanshu and I know that the baby boy and Mr. Wang can basically be equated.

"We've all remembered, we've taken our desires, and let's go. Master Mitsuki urged.

"I'm not leaving, why should I go? I feel good now, I have a young body, an endless supply of thinking ability, wouldn't it be beautiful to live for a few hundred more years? I will definitely not leave, this is the best place to be. The baby boy said.

Sanshu's face sank: "If you don't leave, I'll arrest you and go." The cycle of heaven, things accept their fate, do not listen to the advice, and there is a dead end. Just now, the good things have been said, and I also read that you have a patriotic heart, so I showed mercy to you and let you say it for so long. Now, let's go, go the way you used to go!"

"Hahahaha, I see who can catch me? Come on!" the baby boy laughed proudly.