As long as there are concerns, people can't concentrate on doing one thing, and as a practitioner, accidents will happen, leading to madness. So, when a new disciple enters any religion, he is admonished to have the six roots pure.

"It's just a Bodhi tree. "Three trees distinguish.

"When you have concern in your heart, is there any difference between a person and a tree?" I asked.

For human beings, everything is first seen and then conveyed to the heart, and everything you see and think is an inner contemplation, so the distinction of the three trees is meaningless. His concern for that tree is equivalent to his concern for a certain person, and the result is the same way.

"Let's go. I grabbed him by the shoulder and forced him to turn.

"Thank you for your teaching, but I always feel that the past is not over, and today is the end. He said.

"When you're tired, what you're thinking in your heart may not be right. I said.

Miki sighed and followed me out, through the shadows, until we reached the door of the stone chamber.

I wish we could just walk out in peace, leave the illusion behind and never talk about it again. Guan Da Niang said in the past that the soul is very heavy and often piled up in the recesses of the ground, so there is a saying of eighteen layers of hell in the classics, once the soul is controlled, deliberately going to a high place, you can get rid of danger, after all, those illusions that disturb people's hearts can only survive in low places.

"Let's go, let's go. "I was holding the baby in one hand and dragging three trees in the other.

"Thank you. Miki whispered.

"When you ascend to the ground, you should hurry back to Ganden Monastery and concentrate on your cultivation and don't stir up any more dust. "I say it sincerely.

Tantric practice is not easy, and the three trees have achieved today, I don't know how much torture it has taken to suffer, and it would be a pity if they were lost.

"Mr. Xia, there are indeed a lot of temptations from the outside world, just now my heart seems to have been divided into hundreds of thousands of pieces, each piece corresponds to a concern, so a heart has also been divided into hundreds of thousands of parts, unable to think, can only go with the flow, if you don't wake up in time, maybe at this moment, I have been scattered. Miki said gratefully.

I smiled bitterly and shook my head: "I am a thaumaturgist, I must take care of such a thing, you don't thank me, one day in the future, if you encounter the same thing, you can do it like me, and save those people who are up and down in the sea of suffering." The great man once said, everyone is for me, I am for everyone, and only with this quality will the world around us become better and better. ”

Miki nodded his head again and again, convinced of me.

After two corners, the voice of the woman behind me was getting fading away, and I was relieved that I could finally calm down and think about what would happen when I returned to the ground. The leyline is unblockable, because its depth cannot be measured, at least a few hundred meters, at most a few thousand meters, tens of thousands of meters, if you want to fill it with cement concrete, the project is huge, and the manpower, material and financial resources cannot be counted, which is also the main reason why the successive governments knew that there was a leyline, but could not do anything.

In the legend of the Arab world, King Solomon once planned to seal the leylines, mobilized the yellow sand of the ten major deserts on the earth, and went all out to pour into the leylines, but unfortunately, the yellow sand in the ten deserts ran out, but the leylines were still bottomless, resulting in the desert becoming an oasis and fertile land, and at the same time, the gold and silver treasures originally buried in the yellow sand were also owned by King Solomon. After all, legends are just legends, and Mr. Li, the most famous Chinese geologist in Asia, once concluded that even if the Great Wall is demolished and its bricks and stones are transported to fill the leylines, it is just a drop in the ocean, so the leylines will never disappear, and the resulting earthquakes and land plate squeezing will not disappear, which is the biggest threat to human survival. At present, manpower cannot completely overcome it, and the safest and most economical way is to put a lid on the leylines and establish a striking sense to prevent the people from entering by mistake.

I now believe that Mr. Wang did not build everything here, but just borrowed the natural structure and built such a stone pavilion on it, laying a feng shui puzzle.

I was pondering when I heard footsteps in front of me.

"Someone is coming. Miki said vigilantly.

We stood against the base of the wall, waited for the oncoming man to turn the corner, and then stormed.

However, when that person appeared, Miki and I breathed a sigh of relief at the same time, and it was none other than Mrs. Wang.

"Mr. Xia, I finally met you. Mrs. Wang cried anxiously, and when she saw the swaddling clothes in the crook of my arm, her eyes lit up, and she rushed up to snatch the swaddling clothes with both hands.

I took the opportunity to hand it forward, and let the swaddling clothes return to Mrs. Wang's arms.

"Child, child, child. Mrs. Wang cried out in surprise and joy, lifted the corner of the swaddling clothes, and kissed the child on the face.

The baby was alarmed, struggled, and began to cry, a loud cry echoing through the corridor.

Mrs. Wang smiled happily, tears flowed in her eyes, after running for so long, she finally found the child, and her heart finally landed.

"Let's go up. I said.

Mrs. Wang hugged the child tightly, and suddenly fell to her knees at me, kowtowed deeply, and her forehead touched the ground, making a thud.

I hurriedly bent down to support her: "Please get up, please get up, don't be so polite." ”

Mrs. Wang struggled, kowtowed twice, and whispered: "Mr. Xia is as kind to my Wang family as a mountain, my Wang Qinghua is unforgettable, this time I go back, I will enshrine Mr. Xia's immortal card in the ancestral hall, I wish Mr. Xia a good life and a safe life." ”

I helped her up and comforted her with a smile: "It is his blessing that the child can come back safely this time, and it is also the blessing of the Wang family, don't be busy thanking me, go up first." ”

I don't know why, after Mrs. Wang appeared, Sanshu has been silent, and when Mrs. Wang revealed her name "Wang Qinghua", Sanshu's face became very ugly.

"What's wrong, Miki?" I asked.

Sanshu ignored me and stared straight at Mrs. Wang: "Your big name is Wang Qinghua?"

Out of politeness, Mrs. Wang nodded slightly.

"Yours, is there a Bodhi tree enshrined in your room?" asked Mishu.

Mrs. Wang shook her head: "No, there is no Bodhi tree, just a painting." ”

Miki let out a gurgling sound in his throat, his face became even more ugly, and his eyes were straight, as if he was about to faint.

I felt that something was wrong, so I immediately divided my arms, grabbed Mrs. Wang with my left hand, and grabbed Sanshu with my right hand, and led them forward.

"It's not a tree, it's a painting, isn't it? It's not a painting, it's a tree, it's real, that's why there's that painting, isn't it?" muttered Mitsuki.

"Whatever happens, let's go up and talk about it. I stopped him from going on, lest there be any complications.

"It's just a painting with a Bodhi tree and a monk sitting at the bottom of the tree. Mrs. Wang said.

"That's not a practice, lying there, just to block the cold spring from leaving to the roots, you know, if the cold spring washes over the roots of the tree for more than 30 days, the Bodhi tree will not bloom back then, on the contrary, the tree is full of blue and white flowers, after nightfall, every flower emits a blue light, like a night pearl, which can be seen hundreds of miles away. Miki said.

Mrs. Wang sighed, suddenly stopped, stopped walking, and turned her head to look at Sanshu: "How do you know? How do you know that the Bodhi tree emits blue light, how do you know that my father named me Wang Qinghua back then, and it is precisely because of this painting that is enshrined in the family, how do you know that although the painting is dead, the tree is alive?"

At this point, even I know the answer, the monk lying in the painting that Mrs. Wang enshrines is Sanshu.

This conclusion is difficult to explain, the logical relationship is extremely confusing, but this is the answer, whether I believe it or not, this is the only answer.

Sure enough, Miki replied, "Don't ask so much, because that monk is me." ”

He also stood still, looking at Mrs. Wang across from me.

I couldn't help but smile bitterly, although I had tried my best to pull them out, and wanted to raise all kinds of complicated issues to the ground and explain them, but God would not give me a chance to resolve this crisis.

"Okay, you're all talked, let's talk about it here. "I'm no longer caught between two people making light bulbs.

"Are you the monk under the Bodhi tree?" asked Mrs. Wang.

Miki nodded: "It's me, what about you? You are the flower on the Bodhi tree?"

Mrs. Wang also nodded: "That's right, that painting was sent to the door by a lama who traveled all over the world when my mother was pregnant with me, and he once left a message, this is the fate of my life, listen to the flowers, thank you, come in the blue and flowers, go in the blue and white." ”

Sanshu's frowning eyebrows suddenly unraveled, and then he laughed: "That's right, Bodhi mentioned, Bodhi fell, Bodhi was born, Bodhi died, this is also the fate of my life." ”

Mrs. Wang suddenly held up the swaddling clothes with both hands and handed it to Sanshu.

"What?" Miki was puzzled.

"All the fate lies in this baby. The lady replied.

My heart sank, and I had a foreboding feeling about the baby's appearance as he said this, and made such gestures, and then I thought of his relationship with the painting, the tree, and the three trees.

"You mean, this baby is ......" was halfway through the three words, but did not go any further.

Mrs. Wang nodded repeatedly, but did not speak.

Miki took the swaddling clothes and stared at the child's face. I look at it from the side, the baby's facial features have the shadow of the three trees, the baby is the child of the Wang family, is the descendant of Wang Yongbang, if his appearance is similar to the three trees, it means that he has nothing to do with the Wang family.

"It's nice to meet like this. Mrs. Wang stopped crying, and a happy smile appeared on her face, but the smile was very superficial, and I could see that happiness covered the deepest helplessness.

"Yes, it's really good to meet here, and if that's the end, that's fine, I know that the Buddha and the Divine have been very kind to us, and we can only be grateful and follow the path that the Buddha pointed out," Miki said, "It turns out that what the Buddha said is all that comes to naught, and I am too stupid to argue with the Buddha repeatedly, and I can't hear what he says." ”

I tried my best to think about the relationship between Miki and Mrs. Wang, and the more I tried to straighten it out, the more I couldn't find logic, and in the end, my brain power was close to exhaustion, and my body was shaky, so I had to sit down slowly against the wall.

All marriages in the world, whether good or bad, have a result, that is, a kind of happiness, otherwise, a hundred years of life, and finally enter the six reincarnations, this kind of thinking into the next period of life, is really a hopeless torture, I hope that Sanshu, Mrs. Wang and all the people I know, have a good ending, can leave this world, with gratitude, keep smiling.

"Why don't you end here?" asked Mrs. Wang.

Without waiting for the third uncle to speak, I retorted loudly: "The people outside are still waiting for us to go back, what's the point of ending here? No matter what grievances there are between you, go up first and then talk about it." ”

I know that between men and women, there is no escape from a love word, throughout the ages, how many heroes and heroes, crazy men and women have planted their heads in this word. I don't want all the rescue operations today to come to naught, after all, everyone in the Wang family is still waiting for news, and I have a heavy responsibility to come, so I must give an explanation to the Wang family.

"The end here is the most happy ending. The third uncle said.

Mrs. Wang nodded: "Yes, yes, the red and earthly world are all illusions, under the Bodhi tree, cultivate into positive fruits." ”

I looked at Mrs. Wang's face, which, though no longer young, had a sparkle of hope in her eyes, and that fire, usually only seen in the eyes of young women, and which could only be kindled by love. Wang Yongbang is already old, although he is old and has children, but it has brought deeper disasters, Mrs. Wang's heart has changed, and the Wang family has been scattered, including this baby, who can come to this world, but may not be able to grow up alive and safely.

"Mr. Xia, let us go. Mrs. Wang, said with a smile, she seemed to have been liberated to the greatest extent, no longer worried about the baby, no longer worried about everything in the Wang family, and there was nothing to love, just waiting for liberation on the spot.

"Mrs. Wang, think about it again, a momentary idea can't represent a lifetime, what do you say? In the Wang family, many people are waiting for this baby to go back, waiting for you to go back, if they can't see you, I don't know how many people ......" I can't go on, because I see the answer in Mrs. Wang's eyes, since she no longer cares about the outside world, it is in vain to say anything.

"Mr. Xia, you are a smart person, there is no need to say any more. Mrs. Wang said.

I can't help but feel sad, I didn't expect this to end up like this, and it ended very badly, everyone lost, and there was no winner.

"Three trees. I called back.

Miki fell silent for a long time, as if what I was discussing with Mrs. Wang had nothing to do with him.

"Sanshu, you are a cultivator, and you must have the responsibility and obligation to seek a happy ending for everything, right? Let's go up first, we can sit down and talk about anything, and finally talk about a win-win outcome for both parties. The more I continued, the less confident I became in my preaching, and the expressions on the two of them showed that my words could not reach their hearts at all, so what was the use of saying more?

I sighed gloomily: "You, you will definitely make the Wang family heartbroken, do you know? It is not easy for Mr. Wang to establish such a big foundation, he is also trying to set a good example for cultivators, if it is only for himself, why do you have to wait so hard? Sanshu, I know that you have a hard time, and I also know that your past may have a deep origin, but everything must have a beginning and an end, and you must always give an explanation to others. ”

Miki shook his head: "Not everything in the world has a result, not everything has an answer, not everything has to be explained, here, the end of everything is an explanation." ”

The baby fell asleep again, but now he had become a burden to Mrs. Wang, and without him, there would be no such dilemma before him.

"Mr. Xia, I'll ...... him," Mrs. Wang looked at me.

I wanted to shake my head and refuse, because I knew what she was going to say, she was definitely going to entrust the baby to me, but I thought about it, nodded slowly, and silently took the baby and held it in my arms.

"Thank you. Mrs. Wang said.

I smiled bitterly, thank you or not, it doesn't matter anymore, I took two steps to the side, no longer in the middle of Mrs. Wang and Sanshu, which is equivalent to giving up my position and letting them go.

"Let's go. Mrs. Wang said.

Miki nodded: "Let's go." ”

The two of them turned at the same time and walked towards the way they came, without even saying a word of farewell to me. I looked at their backs, the status of the two people was very different, but now they walked side by side, like a couple who had been married for many years, with the same steps and harmonious rhymes.

It seems that this is the only way to go, all I can do is to bring the baby back, as for the two of them, they have made the most important choice in their lives, the marriage is predetermined, there is no change, I silently waved my right hand, and said goodbye to them, Mrs. Wang and Sanshu turned the corner, I also walked to the road, went to the top of the pavilion, and waited for the person above to press the button to call me out.

The rest of the game went well, and after about twenty minutes, the pavilion was activated and I was back on the ground.

Strangely, there were no large numbers of people in the bamboo forest, only Zhang Quanzhong and Wang Yongbang, and what was even stranger was that they were not surprised to see me alone with a baby in my arms, and I saw a deep sadness on Wang Yongbang's face, as if all thoughts had been lost, just waiting to end their lives.

"Brother Xia, it's best if you're safe and sound. Zhang Quanzhong said.

I could only smile wryly and reply, "Thank you for worrying, I'm fine." ”

I walked up to Wang Yongbang and handed him the swaddling clothes with both hands.

Wang Yongbang took the child and hugged it tightly in his arms.

"There was an accident below, and I couldn't do anything about it, but fortunately, I was able to bring the child back safely. "I said vaguely that the accident can refer to Mrs. Wang's injury and death, or it can refer to Mrs. Wang's never coming back.

"I know it all. Wang Yongbang said.

I frowned slightly, "Really? What do you know?"

"I know everything, what kind of person Qinghua is? I know everything, since she came with that easel, I know that her heart is in that painting, and all she marries me is a body. ”

I was stunned and speechless, such a marriage is really a great sorrow, if it is placed in the old era of parents' orders and matchmakers' words, it is still understandable, but in the new society of new China, there is such a tragedy, it is really lamentable.

"I'll go back first, the family is waiting for the child. Wang Yongbang said.

I nodded, and he took the baby in his arms and slowly turned away.

"There must have been a serious accident below, although I can't guess the process, but the current result is also embarrassing. Zhang Quanzhong said.

I was speechless, the affairs of the Wang family finally developed to this point, it was really beyond people's expectations, and now I only hope that after Wang Yongbang takes back the baby, he can ask for kindness, treat him well, and raise him.

"Brother Xia, I always feel that you have gained more inspiration from this bamboo forest, haven't you? Although Mr. Wang has left, his spirit lives on, right?" Zhang Quanzhong asked again.

"What do you want to know?" I stared into his eyes.

"I want to know, what does Mr. Wang bring you?" he replied.

For me personally, Mr. Wang let me see a higher level of realm and ideals, which is the ultimate pursuit of a thaumaturgist, but that is only my personal enlightenment, and has nothing to do with other people, so I can't answer Zhang Quanzhong, let alone give him what he wants.

"Let's go, Mr. Zhang. I let out a long sigh.

Zhang Quanzhong frowned: "Brother Xia, you haven't told me the answer yet, what did Mr. Wang give you?"

I shook my head and walked out of the bamboo forest.

Zhang Quanzhong did not follow, but stood next to the pavilion, silently stunned.

"If you don't believe it, you can go down and see for yourself. I shouted at him.

The leylines have buried Mrs. Wang and Sanshu, they have found their own home, farewell to life, and farewell to the outside world, I believe, this is the result they want, as for Zhang Quanzhong, he did not let go of all fame and fortune, naturally he will not follow in the footsteps of those two, everyone has their own pursuits, and what others want may not be what he wants.

"Brother Xia, you go first, I want to be quiet here. Zhang Quanzhong replied.

I walked out of the bamboo forest, returned to the door of Wang's house, and sat in the car.

The Wang family quieted down, and it seemed that when they got the baby, everyone's wishes were satisfied, and they no longer cared about anything else, and even Mrs. Wang's disappearance became insignificant. The door of the Wang family was closed, and there was no sound inside, which was very different from the previous noisy noise.

I put the seat down, reclined down, closed my eyes and rested, the affairs of the Wang family were over, but my own affairs were not over, I was tired, and I fell asleep unconsciously.

In my sleep, I saw the leylines again, twisting and circling, forming intricate pipes inside the planet. Because of the existence of the leylines, the interior of the earth is full of flexible opportunities, rather than lifeless, and I believe that both the planet and the universe are alive and awake, and because of this, the planet can continue to give birth to life. Compared with the planets and the universe, human beings live like mayflies, and only by looking at the universe can a thaumaturgist's mind be opened and he can see the more distant world. Sanshu is a cultivator, but his choice of such an outcome may not be correct, what is the purpose of cultivation? It should be to improve oneself, to assist the world, everyone is for me, I am for everyone, if even the cultivator only cares about himself, then the human world will not be saved.

Suddenly, there was a strong wind outside the car, and I sat up and looked to the right, and the bamboo forest was already in a raging fire. The fire was so fierce that it burned from the outer ring to the inner ring, forming a huge ring of fire, and the flames rose to the sky and thick smoke billowed out.

I jumped out of the car and ran a few steps towards the bamboo forest, but was immediately pushed back by the heat wave and unable to move forward.

I shouted, "Mr. Zhang, Mr. Zhang." ”

The crackling sound of burning bamboo drowned out my cry, but Zhang Quanzhong was silent, as if something had happened. Such a big thing happened outside, but the door of the Wang family was always closed, and no one ran out.

I took out my phone and dialed 119 to call the police, but strangely, the phone didn't have any signal, and I couldn't even dial 119. The bamboo forest has been engulfed in flames, and if Zhang Quanzhong is still inside, it will really be a dead end.

I ran to the car, fortunately when Zhang Quanzhong left, he left the key inside, I got into the car, started the car, and rushed along the path to the inside of the bamboo forest, which was completely suicidal, but I had no choice but to fight.

Flames enveloped the car, tongues of fire rolling on the windshield, obscuring my view and hitting the burning bamboo several times. The bamboo fell down and smashed on the roof of the car, I didn't care about how to exit, I just wanted to find Zhang Quanzhong,