Many years later, one morning, when Zhang Lu, a poor office worker, faced the surging flow of people in the 21st century, desperately squeezed into the subway, he hooked the pull tab with one hand and took out his mobile phone from his trouser pocket with the other. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info was going to read a few chapters of online texts to relieve fatigue, but he worked all night, and he was really sleepy, and those chapters of Xiuxian Wen were just catching up with the spray setting, what is the Fa, the outer way, what is the foundation, Jindan, what illusion, what supernatural powers, not only can not solve the fatigue, but it makes him even more drowsy.

just took a nap so little, and suddenly as soon as he was smart, Zhang Lu felt empty in his hands. He didn't even think about it, and instinctively flew up—

Then I heard a scream. Zhang Lu opened his eyes at this time, only to see that under the stunned gaze of everyone in the carriage, a small man rolled on his side, and the ground in his hand happened to be his mobile phone. Unceremoniously, he stepped on the kid and walked over - the first thigh, the second stomach, the third arm - picked up the phone, swiped to unlock it, yes, it didn't break!

In retrospect, that was probably the beginning of everything......

Zhang Lu woke up early this time, but when the phone was taken off, he was really in a daze, giving the thief a chance to take advantage of it. He was wondering, did I cross over again? But why didn't I make a seamless connection, I actually wore back to the time point half a day before the crossing, which is very unscientific. Or is it just a big dream in a subway car? But is there really such a clear dream in the world?

His mind was full of thoughts, and he was completely puzzled, but his body was still acting according to his instincts, and as soon as his hands were empty, his feet kicked out, and then there was a scream, and then he stepped on the thief's body......

This time he had just stepped on it, and the second kick couldn't bear to fall. Thinking about that Liu Gen, who was more than two hundred years old, he couldn't help but punch himself in the face, plus a kick and two jumps in the chest, and he couldn't wake up for three consecutive days. If this kick were to be taken on the thief, would he be half crippled on the spot? If someone really died, he would be in great trouble.

Although he tried to run the true qi, he didn't feel any different from before he crossed over, but deep down Zhang Lu still felt that this was definitely not a dream, nor was it a simple hallucination!

Someone next to him asked, "Do you know each other?" Do you want to call the police?" Zhang Lu pouted: "Forget it, it didn't break." Seeing that the subway had arrived, he directly shook his neck and got off the train in a dashing manner, without taking away a single cloud.

When he got to this point, he began to get a little confused - because he was so sleepy, but there was no place to sleep on the street. He was just as confused when he came back this time, but it was a different kind of confusion...... No, I'll have to find the beggar and find out what the hell is going on.

After leaving the station and walking in the direction of Lama Temple, he followed his past path of action, first entered a snack bar and asked for a set meal to solve the needs of his stomach. There were two young men at the table next to him, and they kept talking, and Zhang Lu didn't pay much attention to it in the past - although those conversations still couldn't help but dig into his ears - this time, because it was about himself, he pricked up his ears and listened carefully.

One of the long-haired fat men slapped the table: "You can't set it up like this, travel back and change the timeline at any time, the plot is too complicated, and there will definitely be contradictions and loopholes in it, it's hard to make up ......for it."

Opposite the fat man was a little thin man, who kept pouting: "Who cares about the 'grandfather paradox' now, that set was popular in the last century, and ...... in this century"

"Parallel time and space are popular in this century, but you are not setting parallel time and space, but the original time and space. Crossing has to be logical, isn't it?"

"The problem is that parallel time and space are overplayed. Isn't Marvel recently making a storm about Captain America being an undercover agent of Hydra? It is estimated that nine out of ten are also parallel time and space, and Marvel has created countless parallels, and readers are already tired of it, who will eat that set? If you want me to say, as long as you wear it back, everything can be reversed and restarted, there is no logic or contradiction at all, and scientists can't figure out the problem of time and space, and ordinary people only see the plot, so they don't care if it makes sense......

"Think about the episode of "Doctor Who" that we watched together a few days ago, the doctor traveled back in time to talk to the future Clara, learned what kind of message his future ghost would send, and was inspired to destroy the fishing queen and create that ghost phantom, isn't this story line chaotic enough......? Who cares if there is a contradiction or not, who cares if there is really a Beethoven, and who created his music?"

The fat man shook his head while listening, and finally estimated that his head was tired, so he had to leave a sentence coldly: "Forget it, whatever you want, don't ask me to complain when you are scolded by readers." ”

The thin man "hehe" Yile: "Fast food literature, where are there so many rules." If you look at those TV series, there are more contradictory episodes before and after, the audience scolds the audience, don't people make a lot of money the same?

I think when Zhang Lu heard these words, he just thought about whether he should go over and ask, which author are you? What is your pen name? I'm sure you won't click on your book in the future...... This guy who treats readers as ****, if I don't fly up and kick you through the heart, it's enough to be massive and magnanimous. But when he heard this again, he couldn't help but wonder: Can the past and the future be changed? Can a certain timeline be completely erased? If I go out and go home and don't see the beggar, is it an illusion or a crossing, it will never happen again? What if I follow the actions of the past and do it all over again? Will I go through it again? As long as my actions do not change drastically, can I still wear back and forth on both sides and become an endless loop?

I originally thought it was a crossing battle for hegemony, but then the style changed to a crossing to cultivate immortals, what happened this time, and I still want to come to the space-time merchant?

is full of confusion, this is like a very wonderful suspense film, but the ending has been clicked, which makes people feel uncomfortable all over. Finally stuck and finished breakfast, he left the fast food restaurant and walked south along the west wall of Lama Temple. There are many small shops selling incense, candles, and ritual utensils in this area, and they are often also in charge of fortune-telling and naming.

After walking a short distance, just as Zhang Lu shouted in his heart, "Come out, come out", sure enough, the beggar suddenly appeared out of nowhere and was blocking in front of him-

"Little brother, I see that you have a wonderful skeleton, and you are a one-in-a-million immortal cultivation genius, and it depends on you to maintain the peace of the immortal sky. I have a secret book here, and I see that I have a fate with you, so I will sell it to you for ten yuan......"

As he spoke, the beggar raised his dirty right hand and showed a yellowed torn book, with five big characters on the cover that were crooked and slanted like a dog crawling -- "The Supreme Mystery Sutra."

Thinking that when Zhang Lu squinted at this beggar and the broken book, he almost blurted out: "Do you believe it or not, I slapped a brick to death?!"

But after thinking about it, this is probably some kind of garbage TV station or website to run a whole show, if you are too angry, you will definitely be secretly filmed and released for the fun of countless people in the future. He didn't look around to find out which street corner the camera machine was hiding, people are professional, and if they really want to hide it, a layman like himself will definitely not be able to find it.

Just as he was ignoring it, he walked around and hurried home to catch up on sleep, when suddenly a light breeze swept by, and the broken pages of the broken book in the beggar's hand opened with the wind, and Zhang Lu inadvertently glanced at the corner of his eye-huh?

The words on the cover seem to come from the hands of the kindergarten children who pinched the brush the day before, horizontally, vertically, and the structure of the frame is even more messy, but who would have thought that the text on the inner page is very charming and neat at first glance - this hand Zhong Shaojing's "Lingfei Jing" Xiaokai imitates it well.

Although it was only a cursory glance, Zhang Lu could still see that it was not a printed font -- no matter what kind of font or glyph it imitated, it would inevitably be too regular in size and arrangement -- the small block on the inner page of the broken book was obviously handwritten. Of course, it may be photocopied......

But this was enough to arouse his interest, and he couldn't help but stretch out his hand to the beggar: "Shall I flip it first?"

The beggar smiled weirdly: "I'll just say it's related to you." "I really handed over the book. Zhang Lu took it in his hand and first opened the first page - well, yes, it was handwritten, and he smelled it slightly at the end of his nose, and there was a faint smell of ink, not the fragrance of ink. Look at the text above, there is no preface, no table of contents, just write at the beginning:

"Vitality in a trance. Born in heaven and earth. Synthesize everything. Human life also. That is, endowment. Born to fail. Lost to the public. The way of qi. In the spirit of heaven and earth. The original element of the meeting......"

The text is smooth, and it is not a ready-made stall. Which book did he copy it from? He flipped through it back and forth, but he couldn't even see it.

To say that Zhang Lu has read a lot of Taoist books. He lost his mother when he was young, and his father died of a sudden illness a few years ago, and it happened that shortly before his father's burial, his girlfriend suddenly threw himself into his small arms without warning. Fortunately, the neighbor uncle who originally taught him qigong came over and quoted scriptures to enlighten him twenty times, and finally dispelled Zhang Lu's idea of cutting himself off from the people.

That uncle not only practiced qigong, but also cultivated the Tao, and introduced a lot of Taoist books to Zhang Lu to see, although Zhang Lu did not like history very much, his Chinese foundation was not bad, and he quickly looked into it - he didn't really want to learn to become a Taoist, but he felt that the inner cultivation method would help him concentrate his mind and no longer think about so many bad things in the world.

After going back and forth, he became more and more interested in Taoism, and went to the library to find a lot of Taoist books to read. In his opinion, ghosts and gods are nonsense, magic is superstition, practice is nonsense, and Waidan is primitive chemistry. Of course, the room is science, but it's a pity that he doesn't have the conditions to practice......

However, he has always only read and reasoned, because he is too busy with work, and he really doesn't have the energy to pick up the qigong that has been lost for many years.

So when I went out that day and bumped into this beggar and said that familiar and unreliable nonsense, Zhang Lu's first reaction was - who knows that I am good now, so cosplay teacher Yuan Xiangren came to play with me......, right?

They also changed the original line "Martial Arts Wizard" to "Immortal Cultivation Wizard", and changed "Maintaining World Peace" to "Maintaining Immortal Peace", obviously because martial arts have not been popular recently, and Immortal Cultivation is overflowing, so the words are changed now, right?

But when I turned over this broken book again, the inner page was completely different from the cover, the text was smooth, the calligraphy was exquisite, it may be an ancient Taoist book that he had never read, and he couldn't help but feel a little moved - just that, it's just ten yuan, and the left and right are just being **** to make fun, Lao Tzu's heart has been like water recently, I still care about this?

Besides, I've taken your props away, and you don't have to prepare another one?

Zhang Lu is a person who does things when he thinks of it, and immediately took out two pieces of five yuan and gave them to the beggar, and went home with a small broken book...... Then he died not long after, and after his death, he crossed over, and was actually photographed by Zhang Jian on Jingmuro Mountain to cultivate immortals. He kept wondering, is this beggar and that broken book have anything to do with his own crossing? But even Zhang Jian can't understand the principle of crossing, maybe he really has to rely on himself to discover the truth after cultivating the immortal path, so he didn't tell Zhang Jian and Pei Xuanren about it. Pei Xuanren also sighed that Zhang Lu's cultivation speed is very fast, and he is a good seedling for cultivating immortals, Zhang Luxin said that Lao Tzu has a foundation! Although most Taoist books only appeared in the future, and in your eyes, most of them are regarded as foreign Taoists and wild fox Zen......

This time he wore it back again, and bumped into the beggar again, Zhang Lu was honestly unkind, and snatched the book in the other party's hand, opened it and took a look, yes, this is it. The beggar stared at him with wide eyes and looked at him very earnestly, Zhang Lu couldn't help but ask: "The so-called 'Taoism is fateful', since it is destined for me, then you shouldn't take money and send me directly?"

This is just a talk, I thought that the beggar could not speak, so I could follow the conversation, ask him in detail about his origin, and try to find out the truth of this inexplicable incident. Unexpectedly, the beggar nodded when he heard his words: "Okay, I'll send you." "After that, I turned around and ran.

Zhang Lu was anxious, and hurriedly chased after him, but the beggar seemed to be quite familiar with the surrounding geography, and his feet were also healthy, so he disappeared after two turns. Zhang Lu was so anxious that he stomped his feet, and said in his heart, do I have to go back and try to cultivate like the original, and then hang up because of it, and then cross over? Then I will work hard for several more years, and then seize the opportunity to wear it back, and then hold on to the beggar? I rely on the same days, the repetition of life, how can I endure it!

If I really went through it again, I would definitely not wait for someone to introduce me, and just hit the door to ask to see Cao Cao...... By the way, this time the beard must not be pulled out......

While being annoyed, he swayed back to the Lama Temple, and suddenly heard a greeting from a nearby shop: "Buddy, I see that your Yintang is dark, why don't you come to tell your fortune, you are not allowed to ask for money." ”

This shout was familiar, and he had heard it before, but he didn't care about it at the time--I was a little inferior to your professional level, right? There was only such a common saying as "Yintang is dark"? Can't you succeed professionally? But this time it was different, and he was ignorant, so he naturally followed the sound.

It's weird, fortune teller...... I didn't believe it originally, but now, it's better to hear what he can say.

He was stopped by a bald man, with a face full of meat, wearing a hurdle vest and blue pants. Zhang Lu came to him and stiffened his neck: "Forget it-I'm not allowed to give money." ”

The big man pinched off the cigarette roll in his mouth, searched Zhang Lu's face for a while, pinched his fingers and calculated, then took out a pen and paper and wrote down two lines. Zhang Lu took a look at it, and he couldn't see it, this person wrote well--his father forced him to learn calligraphy for a few years when he was alive, and this bit of eyesight is still valuable. So what is written?

"The elder took the bow and shot the sword. ”