Since fate is like this, then I can only move forward bravely, not afraid of the ups and downs of the future. Mr. Wang was able to appear and wake me up, it was God's care for me, even without him, I had to grit my teeth and go on, because I had so many responsibilities on my shoulders, I really couldn't give up.

"Alright, that's it, it's useless to talk too much, it's time for me to go. Mr. Wang said.

"Where are you going?" I asked.

"A hundred years of life is just a handful of loess in the end. Where the soul dwells, different paths lead to the same end. He replied.

"I'll send you. I said.

Mr. Wang laughed freely: "Okay, send it, you look down, to the southwest, the mountains covered with snow——"

I looked to the southwest, and the towering mountain range was the "roof of the world". Halfway up the mountainside, it is covered with snow that has not melted for many years.

When an impermanent person like Guan Damiang sends the soul of the deceased away, he always faces the southwest, so the old Jinan people know that no matter which direction the person dies in, the soul will set foot on the southwest avenue.

"I'll send you there. I said.

"You can see me, no living person can go anywhere. Not to mention the difficulties and dangers of the road, there are many places where even birds cannot cross it. Mr. Wang said.

I'm not an impermanent person, and I definitely can't send a soul away, but I'm really reluctant to let Mr. Wang go. There are too few wise people and too many fools in the world, and without a person like him, the world will be less sober and more filthy.

"Goodbye. He said.

"Goodbye. I bowed deeply to the southwest, and with a heavy heart, I bid farewell to Mr. Wang.

"This is the best ending, with you, even if I am far away, I can rest easy. He said.

My feelings are very complicated, because I think that in a few years, I will also be like Mr. Wang, walking alone in thousands of mountains, with no one to send me. This is the inevitability of life, and it cannot be reversed by manpower.

Mr. Wang's voice never appeared again, and I waited for a long time, but I could only open my eyes in amazement.

Mrs. Wang had already fallen asleep against the bookshelf, she was a weak woman, and it was already the limit of her physical strength and wisdom to be able to chase her here, and she couldn't ask for more.

"Awake?" Zhang Quanzhong asked.

I nodded, moving my hands and feet gently.

"How?" he asked.

"I couldn't find the baby, but I said goodbye to Mr. Wang and listened to many of his teachings before parting. I replied.

Zhang Quanzhong stared at me closely, as if trying to figure out the truth of my words.

"I'm not going to lie to you. I said.

Zhang Quanzhong sighed: "I know you won't lie, but now the situation is too complicated and we can't handle it." I have just tried to survey this stone chamber with terraacoustic techniques, and I found that there seems to be a hidden mechanism more than ten meters below, not only the cry of a baby, but also the voice of another person. ”

"Who? Who's the other one?" I asked.

"I heard the sound of Sanskrit chanting, so I thought, it should be Sanshu. He replied.

I was happy in my heart, if Miki was still alive, the strength on our side would be strengthened a little more.

"Anything else to discover?" I asked.

"Terraacoustic can only hear sounds, nothing more, and I've tried my best to find nothing more. Zhang Quanzhong replied.

"It's already good, I'll try again. I said.

Zhang Quanzhong walked to the southwest corner of the stone chamber, which was probably on a ray with the center of the stone chamber as the origin and 45 degrees west-south.

"This is it, this is it...... Although I couldn't figure out why, I clearly felt that there must be something strange under ten meters. He said.

I walked up to him and slowly crouched down, my hands on the ground.

If I am good enough to know my eyes and ears, I can not only hear sounds, but also see images. Unfortunately, my skills are not enough.

Zhang Quanzhong leaned down, put his right ear on the ground, closed his eyes, and listened attentively.

After a full minute, he raised his eyebrows and reminded in a low voice: "The baby is crying, really crying!"

I fell to the ground like he did, my ears pressed to the ground.

At first, the baby's cry was very faint, as if it was separated by a dozen thick quilts, and most of the sound waves were absorbed by the quilts, except for a small part that reached my ears intermittently.

I took a deep breath, cleared my mind of the jumbled thoughts, and thought about the baby with all my heart. This is the hope of the future of the Wang family, before Mr. Wang left, he was still thinking about the baby and could not rest assured. As long as there is a glimmer of hope, I will bring him back safely.

Later, I heard the sound of Sanskrit chanting.

The voice was also very weak, but it was because of the lack of qi and blood under the serious injury, so he couldn't raise his breath and make a sound. I don't have much conversation with Miki, and I'm trying my best to discern it at the moment, but I can only vaguely listen to a rough idea, and I can't be completely sure.

"There must be a mechanism to go in, there must be!" Mr. Zhang said.

I listened for a while, and the baby's crying and chanting faded away.

If the passage and the stone chamber were two levels above and below, then I would have been able to descend from the dark well to the next floor, find the baby and the three trees, and bring them back here.

"Child, child—" cried out Mrs. Wang in her slumber and then awoke in shock, "what are you doing? What about my child?

Zhang Quanzhong frowned and waved his hand vigorously: "Don't be impatient, we are trying to find a way." ”

Mrs. Wang could not be quiet, and stumbled over and knelt beside me.

"Don't be nervous, we're looking for clues. I explained to her.

"I just dreamed that the baby was hungry and wanted to feed......" she whispered.

"Children who can eat and sleep will be healthy and blessed in the future. I comforted her.

Mrs. Wang laughed miserably: "Yes, what you said is very right, he will definitely be blessed in the future, and he will definitely be able to glorify the Wang family and let our Wang family have successors." ”

In this case, there is really nothing to do but say nice things to coax yourself.

"Mr. Zhang, I figured it out. I slowly stood up and helped Mrs. Wang up.

"What have you figured out?" Zhang Quanzhong asked.

I have a hunch that Zhang Quanzhong, who is standing in front of me now, is slightly different from the legendary "No. 1 God Operator in Jiangbei". I don't know what the problem is, but my sixth sense won't lie to me.

"Mr. Zhang, you take Mrs. Wang out and take the pavilion back to the ground first. When the pavilion left, I continued down to see if I could find the second floor. We agree on a time, and you can put down the pavilion again and take us back. "I commanded.

The situation is so chaotic that someone has to make a sacrifice to solve the problem. I don't know how deep the pavilion will go down, and if there is a bottomless abyss below, I'll probably be gone.

"That's—" Zhang Quanzhong frowned again, shook his head first, and waved his hand again.

"It's too dangerous. Zhang Quanzhong said.

"If you don't go into the tiger's den, how can you get the tiger?" I said.

"Do you have to do this, do you have to sacrifice yourself for the sake of others?" asked Zhang Quanzhong with a frown.

I replied categorically: "At this time, if we can't stand up, what role do thaumaturgists have in this world? ”

Zhang Quanzhong sighed: "Okay, let's give it a try." ”

Mrs. Wang said gratefully: "Mr. Xia, our whole family will be grateful to you for the rest of your life, if you can save the child, you will be his reborn parents." ”

Zhang Quanzhong wanted to say something, but I stopped him with his eyes. Mrs. Wang is just an ordinary person, and she is in a state of mental malaise, so there is no need to use any words to stimulate him.

"Now, what we can be sure of is that there must be something strange under more than ten meters, if you want to go down, it must be dangerous, so let's do what you can, right?" Zhang Quanzhong asked.

I smiled and nodded, no longer responding.

Where is there no danger where thaumaturgists go? If the world is full of flowers of peace, and there are no weeds and thorns, then the thaumaturgist profession would not exist. It is precisely because of the danger that so many thaumaturgists were born in this world, eradicating evil, eliminating danger, and allowing the sun to shine on this world again.

"Let's go. Zhang Quanzhong said to Mrs. Wang.

Mrs. Wang nodded: "Okay, let's go, please leave everything to Mr. Xia." ”

We left the stone chamber and walked out along the corridor. At every corner, Zhang Quanzhong and I stopped and leaned over to survey the ground. The baby's crying and chanting are faint, intermittent and intermittent.

"I guess the person who recites the sutra is Sanshu, and he is also dying. Zhang Quanzhong said.

It's a bad statement, but it's true.

"We have to hurry. I said.

Zhang Quanzhong said to himself: "Mr. Wang has lived in seclusion here for decades, and all his talents have been buried, which is really a huge waste of talents, but it's a pity!"

I looked at Zhang Quanzhong's face and remembered the wonderful deeds of the "No. 1 God Operator in Jiangbei" in his life, no matter what, it didn't match the face in front of me. Since Zhang Quanzhong's identity is problematic, what about Jingguan Xiaowu, is there also a problem? In this way, what they have done and even their love legend are also problematic, and all the things we have experienced together before are about to be overturned.

It's crazy to think about it.

"What are you thinking?" asked Zhang Quanzhong.

"I'm wondering, is it just to put the baby in danger when Mr. Wang sets up such a game? Who prepared the deep well, the Yongdao, and the stone room? Is it you and me? Or is it someone else?"

Zhang Quanzhong couldn't answer, and looked at me in a daze.

"By now, you and I have probably forgotten our original intentions, right?" I asked again.

"Of course I didn't. Zhang Quanzhong shook his head.

"What was your original intention?" I asked.

Zhang Quanzhong took a deep breath and replied slowly: "My only original intention is to stay with Xiao Wu forever." ”

The love legend between him and Jingguan Xiaowu once touched me deeply, but if everything was made up, what was the point?

"Brother Xia, what do you want, what do you want to say?" asked Zhang Quanzhong.

"I just want to live well, so that all people, deserve to live, deserve to die. Mr. Zhang, when this is over, we should have a good talk. I replied.

Zhang Quanzhong was a little stunned, but then covered it up: "That's right, let's have a good chat." ”

We walked to the entrance of Yongdao, and Zhang Quanzhong led Mrs. Wang to continue forward, standing on the top of the pavilion.

"In two hours, the pavilion will come down. Zhang Quanzhong said.

"Two hours is enough. I replied.

Zhang Quanzhong glanced at Mrs. Wang beside him a few times, and couldn't help but speak: "Brother Xia, do everything according to your ability, don't go your own way." Although thaumaturgists have the responsibility to dedicate themselves to the country, only the living can take responsibility, and if you die in bottomless darkness, no one will receive your affection. There are so many major events in the world, we have to save this life and do more important things for the country. ”

His statement seems to be the tone of a person in the white road officialdom.

"Thank you, Mr. Zhang, for your advice, I know it in my heart. I said.

Mrs. Wang was too exhausted to argue, but she had a bleak smile on her face and her eyes full of begging, which made it unbearable to look at her.

"Don't worry, I'll do my best. I said.

The pavilion began to rise, and I poked my head out to look up, and soon the pavilion was gone.

I climbed the rock wall and descended about thirteen meters to see a hole that shone brightly. Sure enough, the corridor was divided into two floors, and when Zhang Quanzhong and I entered the upper floor, the three trees and the baby in the pavilion entered the lower floor.

Soon, the baby's crying and chanting came to my ears clearly.

I picked up my speed and entered the corridor.

There is also a night pearl embedded on the top of the road, and its direction is exactly the same as that of the upper floor. So when I got to the end of the tunnel, I saw the same stone room. Miki sat against the entrance of the stone chamber, holding the baby in his left hand and pressing his right hand on his temple, hanging his head and chanting with difficulty.

The baby is really hungry and struggling while crying.

Looking at this situation, if there is no foreign aid, both of them would have to die.

I ran over, took the swaddling clothes in my hand first, clasped Miki's shoulders with my hands, and asked in a low voice, "Are you okay?"

Sanshu was no longer able to look up, and with a sigh, he answered my question with a string of Tibetan scriptures.

"We'll be able to go up soon, find the best doctor to help you heal, hold on, and everything will be fine. I said.

"Here is me...... The final destination is here, the flowers bloom on the branches, you are also in the treetops, the branches stand in the wind, and the roots are ...... Leave me alone, I've found ...... The best place ......" Miki replied intermittently.

I couldn't help but hesitate a little, ordinary people can't understand the mind of a practitioner. Just imagine, in the age of burial, the deeper the body is buried, the greater the blessing to future generations. Therefore, in ancient times, large families paid attention to thick burials, and if there was no such a deep well, no one could be buried in such a deep underground.

"We'll go up and talk about it. I said.

Miki couldn't look up, his right hand hung to the ground, and he wrote on the ground with his index finger.

I could see clearly that he wrote the word "forbidden".

"I'm here, I can't move, seal everything with this talisman. He said.

The place we are in is the entrance to the stone chamber, if there is this forbidden talisman, then everything in the stone chamber will be sealed, and the aura and power will not leak out, and it will be maintained forever, like a vacuum.

There are no bookshelves in this stone room, let alone ancient books, and all kinds of colorful pictures are painted on the four walls.

I looked at it for more than ten seconds and realized that the pictures were all thangkas painted on the wall. The place where the thangka appeared must have something to do with Tibetan Buddhism, and the three trees are from Ganden Monastery and are very familiar with the thangka. In this way, it seems that Mr. Wang is really ready for Sanshu.

"Are you sure it's here?" I asked.

"Of course I'm convinced, convinced, even certain, that I've been all my life to get to this point. You take the baby away and don't care about anything. Miki said.

"But, humanitarianly, I must take you away, and I can't leave you alone. I said.

For us Tibetan Buddhist practitioners, life and death are just two rooms, and there is no difference between going here and there. The highest level of cultivation is to ignore the threshold of life and death, to live when you want to live, to die when you want to die, and to take complete control of your own destiny. I'm a stupid cultivator who has missed a lot of opportunities to soar to the top of my life. Okay, don't persuade me, if you continue to persuade me, maybe we will turn against each other. Miki said.

"You look up first. "I commanded.

Miki pressed his back against the wall, his hands on the ground, and struggled to raise his head to face me.

There was a strange light in his eyes, and he rolled his eyes and looked me up and down as if he had seen a stranger.

"Don't know me anymore?" I asked.

Sanshu didn't have time to answer, he supported the wall with one hand and the ground with the other, changed from a sitting position to a kneeling position, and bowed deeply to me.

I was slightly startled and asked in a low voice, "Master, what are you doing?"

Sanshu kowtowed more than a dozen times in a row, his forehead touched the ground, and there was a bang.

I supported him with one hand, but he didn't move, as if he was stuck to the ground.

"Master, get up and speak. I said out loud.

Mishu Cheng raised his head in fear and replied softly in an extremely pious tone: "Shizun, my status is low, and I dare not sit on an equal footing with you. ”

I wiped it on my face, knowing that something was wrong, but I didn't understand why Miki was saying that.

"World-honored, the environment here is so poor that there is not even a seat, it's a shame. Miki said.

I looked at him and didn't dare to speak rashly, lest I frighten him.

"World-honored One, since falling into darkness, I have chanted the sutra five hundred times, and I am waiting for you to come and save me. You are indeed here, this is the glory of the believers, thank you, Master. Miki said.

I knew that if it wasn't for his auditory hallucinations, it must have been a change in my appearance. Now, I'm not going to be busy denying something, and I don't have to admit it directly, I'll wait for Miki to continue and finish what he has in mind.

"World-honored, to this day, I don't understand something. When I was fighting under the Bodhi tree, my fellow disciples asked me, which is more important, the soul or the body, which is more important, which is more important, which is more important, whether to live hard or to live forever after death, and which is more important, whether to defend the teacher or to punish evil and promote good? At that time, I gave the most simple answer, and the answer I chose was known even to a three-year-old child. In fact, for so many years, I have been thinking, the question is simple, but the answer is not simple. I figured out these questions, and I died with no regrets. World-honored one, please answer for me?"

The Dou Sutra is an important part of Tibetan Buddhist practice, and it is true that as Sanshu said, these questions seem very simple on the surface, but when you think about it, the more complex the answers are. Take the last one as an example, defending the master's door is to protect the interests of the master's sect, but in the process of maintenance, we must first distinguish between evil and good, if the action of defending the master's sect is evil, then is this kind of maintenance still meaningful? Therefore, there is often a conflict between defending the master's sect and punishing the evil and promoting the good.

"Good and evil are in your heart, and whether you defend or slander them is also in your heart, follow the guidance of your heart. This is the highest state of the self and the most correct way. Cultivation is also life, not out of the air of the human world, thinking with the psychology of mortals, and using the means of wise men to improve, this is what you have to do. Some problems are pillars in turbulence, and if they hit it hard, the ship will be destroyed and people will die. That's when you have to be flexible. I replied.

Mitsuki's state was unusually weak, and it looked like he wouldn't be able to hold it out for long, but there was always fire burning in his eyes, and he didn't give in to fate.

The baby in swaddling clothes, no longer crying, and no longer disturbing my conversation with Miki.

"Shizun, if I die now, can I go back to the beginning?" asked Mitsuki.

"Unknown life, unknown death. I said.

Life is a very complex matter, and neither Tibetan Buddhism nor Chinese Buddhism has studied it thoroughly. On the contrary, with the progress of science and technology and the rapid development of human society, the study of the structure of life is becoming more and more detailed. It is in such a situation that life is infinitely subdivided, constituting a huge labyrinth, whether it is neurons or DNA, that all biological scientists are addicted to it, and every subtle discovery makes them ecstatic. Gradually, biologists are also lost, the research direction is confused, and they can't find their original intention.

Miki hopes to be reincarnated and gain a new self, which is not easy.

"World-honored One, when I was in my third retreat at Ganden Monastery, I saw the deep well outside today, leading to the depths of the earth's core, and one jumped down to the sea of magma and fire, and finally disappeared. Ordinary cultivators can't reach the realm of rainbow transformation, so is this way of leaving the world also equivalent to rainbow transformation?" asked Mitsuki.

Of all the Tibetan Buddhist texts, rainbow transformation is the most beautiful way to die, and there is no second mode of death that can be compared. However, with more than a million Tibetan Buddhist monks, less than 1 in 10,000 can reach the level of rainbowization, and this kind of change is unavoidable, and not everyone has this honor. As Miki said, jumping into a deep well and being wiped out in the magma is destruction, not rainbow. His own practice has gone mad and completely entered the fork in the road.

"It's better to give up unrealistic ideas and go back to Tibet to practice seriously. I said.

"I've come here, I've reached the place I dreamed of, it's like I'm at the end of my life, and I'm not going to turn back. World-honored One, now I just want to ask you to give me an affirmative answer, what can I get at this moment?" asked Miki persistently,

I shook my head: "Maybe nothing, maybe nothing will happen." You are an accomplished practitioner, not a novice, and you should have expected this kind of outcome, so why force it? Sanshu, end this matter, let's go up with the baby. ”