There is nothing in the world that has only good and no harm, and in the same way, there is nothing that has only bad and no good. The ancients left the fable of "Saiong lost his horse, and he knew that it was not a blessing", precisely to expound the truth that "blessings and misfortunes depend on each other".

Mr. Wang Zhenwu can gather his soul and be successfully reincarnated with his blood, but in the process of implementing this kind of thaumaturgy, it is also easy to have the problem of losing control in a large area. Just like now, although the baby boy tells us a lot, his own thinking patterns are also confused.

"Well, then forgive me for offending. Mishu took a deep breath, his right arm suddenly expanded rapidly, instantly became twice as thick, and his five fingers opened like dragon claws, grabbing the baby boy on the head.

Rebirth turns into a disaster, and it is our responsibility to stop it and ensure the safety of the royal family.

With a click, Wang Yongbang suddenly swung his sword and slashed down at Sanshu's right arm.

Sanshu dodged sideways and glared at Wang Yongbang.

"He's my child, and no matter what happens, he's my child. Don't touch him, whoever touches him will kill him!" Wang Yongbang's eyes were already covered in bloodshots, and two eerie red lights shot out.

I had long expected this, Wang Yong had already gone crazy with the child, and if he lost the baby boy, his spirit would collapse immediately.

"Don't get excited—" I separated the two.

A woman pounced, spread her arms, stood in front of the baby boy, and screamed heartbreakingly: "Don't touch him, don't touch him, he's my ......"

Wang Yongbang gave an order, and all the people outside the house poured in, forming a human wall in front of the bed. Depending on the situation, if you want to move this baby boy, you must first defeat this group of people.

I nodded to Wang Yongbang: "Mr. Wang, you misunderstood, we just want to help." ”

Wang Yongbang gritted his teeth and yelled viciously: "Get out, you all get out, don't step into my house again." I have a gun, I trespass on people's houses, and I don't break the law to kill you. ,—"

I pulled the three trees outside, and the people behind them swarmed us, pushed us out of the iron fence gate, and then locked it with a thud.

Throughout, Miki and I didn't have a chance to communicate. The situation is so chaotic that even if we open our throats and shout, we will be drowned out in the invective of the Wang family.

"Sit, sit there. I pointed to the stone bench where I was sitting when I was talking to Mr. Wang.

"I'm late, if it's a day in advance, I'm the one sitting here to communicate with Wang Zhenwu. "Sanshu has never seen me talk to Mr. Wang with his own eyes, but just looking at the stone bench, he understands what happened here.

The low-end ones can see through the facts that happen on the ground and in the world, and the high-end ones can know astronomy, geography, 500 years before, and 500 years later, and see everything thoroughly.

"Why are you a day late when you know the ending?" I asked.

Miki sat down and explained with a calm face: "It's not that I'm late, it's that you're early." If you arrive early, his death will be early. If you don't show up, the situation won't get out of hand. ”

I couldn't help but smile bitterly: "You person-I was kind enough to come back with you and pull you out, why did you get angry with me right away? ”

What happened to the Wang family was just an accident, and I have now received a revelation from Mr. Wang, and I must find the low position of the city in order to open the entry point to find the mirror room.

It's a time-consuming, labor-intensive thing that the future is far away, but as long as I'm alive, I have to do it bit by bit.

"I'm just stating the truth. Miki said.

The courtyard was quiet, and everything died down. However, this does not bode well, the paper cannot contain the fire, and what should happen will always happen.

"Change is eternal, and change is relative. The thaumaturgist's job is to turn the bad into the good and make everything transition smoothly. Now, there is only one way to solve the problem, and that is to divide your body into three, and the souls and thoughts of you, Wang Zhenwu, and the baby are all fused into one furnace, refining evil, purifying innocence, and then re-release, so that what should come comes, what should go go, and what should stay stay. Miki continued.

His way of speaking is very special, there is no negotiation, no communication, as if as long as he speaks, he has to do what he says, and there is no room for change.

I shook my head and didn't answer.

"You don't agree?" he asked.

I continued to shake my head: "It's not that I don't agree, you have to come up with a concrete plan that I believe in, and I'll see if it works, and then decide whether to cooperate or not." Now, you are about to split my body into three parts with one mouth, how can you fission? When will it be restored? If I can't recover, who cares if I die or live? Master, I also have a lot of responsibilities on my shoulders, and I have long been struggling. If you pile up other things that don't belong to me, that's the straw that breaks the camel's back. If I die, you will become a murderer, completely violating the practice of Tibetan Buddhism, right?"

For what Sanshu wants to do, I respect, cooperate, and support, otherwise I would not have thrown Zhang Quanzhong and followed the other party.

Tibetan Buddhist practitioners practice in retreat in bitter cold places, and all they understand are the mysteries of heaven and earth and the problems of human beings. For this reason, these people abandon all desires for enjoyment, selfless cultivation, and devote themselves to Buddhahood.

I believe that what Sanshu wants to do is right and righteous, but my life at the moment does not belong to me, but to Tang Wan, Lian Chengbi and even more people. If I die, there will be no one to care about Tang Wan and save Lianchengbi.

Therefore, I do not dare to say lightly that to give my life for a certain doctrine is irresponsible to others.

"I'll light a stick of incense first and see what providence is?" said Mitsuki.

He pulled open the monk's robe, took out a black Tibetan incense half a foot long and half an inch in diameter from the inner bag, and gently rubbed the thumb and index finger of his right hand on the incense head, and the incense slowly burned.

"I will do whatever Providence wants me to do. Miki looked at the rising green smoke and said to himself.

I looked at the bamboo forest in front of me, and the scene of Mr. Wang walking slowly came to my mind, and my heart suddenly moved: "Where did he come from? If today is the last day and the last hour of his stay in this world, he will definitely have some kind of farewell ceremony - bamboo forest, and he went to the bamboo forest before he died!"

"Go over there, go into the bamboo forest!" I stood up.

"Shhhh

When I got up, there was a whirlwind, and the smoke from the incense was blown away. Although Sanshu used his right palm to block the incense head in time, it had no effect.

"I'm sorry, I'll go to the bamboo forest first and come back right away. I quickly apologized, and without waiting for the three trees to respond, I ran into the bamboo forest.

The bamboo forest was empty, only dappled sunlight everywhere.

Under normal circumstances, many communities in Jinan are planted with ordinary green bamboo, moso bamboo, and rooted bamboo, which grow fast and have many bamboo leaves, which can create a green and lush beauty in a short time, so that the owners are full of green and comfortable life. However, this bamboo forest is planted with Guanyin purple bamboo in Putuo Mountain in the South China Sea, which is rare in Jinan.

To put it simply, because of the high cost, slow growth, sparse bamboo leaves and difficult cultivation, many greening teams will not choose this type of plant. Only those who are immersed in Feng Shui, metaphysics, and physiognomy will spend money and effort to cultivate such a large bamboo forest in order to enhance their sixth sense in thaumaturgy.

I ran very quickly, and as soon as I entered the bamboo forest, my mood suddenly relaxed, and my steps became much calmer.

There are two-meter-wide cobblestone trails, one-meter-wide brick paths, and half-meter-wide leaf-falling narrow paths, crisscrossing and winding in twists and turns.

At first I walked the trail, and after three turns, the trail split into three and became three trails.

I stopped, carefully observed the footprints on the ground, and chose the trail on the left with the newest footprints and the most fallen leaves.

After 20 meters, the trail splits into three and becomes a narrow path that can only be walked sideways through the bamboo forest.

I didn't bother to think about it, because I had already heard the sound of the babbling spring through the bamboo forest, and immediately went towards the sound of the spring.

After passing through two bamboo barriers, a Japanese-style octagonal pavilion came into view. The foundation of the pavilion is very high, seven or eight meters long, and on the north side hangs a clear two-meter-wide waterfall, and the sound of water comes from the pool under the waterfall.

"Japanese-style shadow wall, Japanese-style gazebo, very good, it seems that I have found the right place. "I finally put my mind at ease.

Whether it is entering the bamboo forest or looking at the gazebo, it is all carried out under the guidance of the sixth sense, and there is no reason or clue to tell. I trust my sixth sense, just as a military dog trusts smell, it's an innate instinct.

I strode into the gazebo, where there was no stone table, only a stone mill. Flowing water gushes out of the grinding heart of the stone mill and flows through a fan-shaped slope to the waterway at the edge of the pavilion, creating a waterfall outside.

Next to the stone mill is a half-meter-high bluestone strip, which has been polished to a bright surface, which shows that people often come to sit.

This should be the place where Mr. Wang usually likes to come, and it is also the place where all his inspiration is born.

I sat down on the bluestone bar, looking down at the grinding heart.

There are many springs in Jinan, and this stone mill spring must be borrowed by Mr. Wang Lao to transform it from a natural spring. Outsiders can't see the difference between spring water and tap water, while old Jinan people can see it clearly as long as they look at it and smell it.

"What can I comprehend here?" I thought with a frown.

The matter of the baby boy must be resolved, otherwise the royal family will be a trivial matter, and once this miracle spreads, it will definitely cause civil unrest.

A gust of wind came, and bamboo branches rattled all around.

I looked north and the pool under the waterfall overflowed, forming a stream. The creek goes twenty steps north, and is divided into three roads, one to the northeast, one to the north, and one to the northwest, each of which submerges into the forest.

"Separate...... The roads and waterways are all separated, and they are all divided into three, why? What does the three have to do with it? The three kingdoms and the world are divided into three parts? Or are they ......?" I pondered hard, but now there is no trace to follow, there are thousands of possibilities, and there is no boundary at all.

Lao Tzu said in the Tao Te Ching that one life is two, two is three, and three is everything. Could it be that the reason why Mr. Wang set up roads and waterways in this way is that he hopes to achieve the principle of "three lives and all things"? Let the Wang family have countless roads to walk and countless water to drink?