On Wednesday, January 13, 2016, at half past five in the morning, when Zhang Lu, an office worker, was still working overtime and had not yet received the leader's amnesty, Wei Wencheng, more than 100 kilometers away from him, had already put on a long coat and left the house. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

It's not that Wei Wencheng got up early, in fact, he, like Zhang Lu, hasn't slept yet...... As a writer, he has developed the habit of reversing day and night for many years, and he is bound to be sleepy during the day, and only in the dead of night and silent can he be inspired and his thoughts flow. In a sense, the schedule in his plan that day was basically the same as Zhang Lu's - although one was forced and the other was voluntary - Zhang Lu finally left the company, and on the way home, he had to go to KFC to pad something, and Wei Wencheng was the same, he was busy all night, and he had to add food before going to bed.

It's not breakfast, it's five or six o'clock in the morning – supper.

Put on a long coat and go out of the house, walk a short distance, turn a corner, and there is a newspaper kiosk in front of you, which has already opened a stall. According to Wei Wencheng's habit cultivated over the years, every time he passed by here, he would buy a newspaper or magazine to read during the "supper". Originally, he was used to looking at his phone, but he stared at the computer screen all night, and when he looked at the phone again, his eyes couldn't stand it.

He usually buys a copy of the "Tianjin Evening News" - of course, the day before - and sometimes he also buys a magazine, such as "See the World" or "Financial Weekly". But this time, I ran to the newsstand and glanced at it, but I found a copy of the Supreme Mystery Sutra in the corner...... What's this stuff? The newsstand is also a missionary?

I picked it up and flipped through it, and it turned out to be a manuscript. Wei Wencheng couldn't help but glance at the owner of the newsstand, and said in his heart that you want to sell illegal publications, and also pick some murder and pornography themes, how can this kind of thing be sold?

"Hey, what about the old man who originally sold newspapers?"

The thin man lifted his glasses, looked at Wei Wencheng, and explained, "If there is something to do, I will help him keep an eye on it first." ”

"You are his ......"

"Neighbors. ”

After the thin man replied simply, he turned his gaze to the manuscript in Wei Wencheng's hand—"Do you want to make it cheaper, five yuan." ”

Wei Wencheng raised his doubts by the way: "This is not a serious publication, why do you still sell this?"

The thin man lifted his glasses again, and seemed to blush a little: "Ah, this book...... It's mine, I practice calligraphy and copy it myself...... Isn't this a short deal lately, so take it out and sell it for a few dollars......"

Wei Wencheng nodded: "The words are indeed well written." ”

The thin man's eyes lit up: "You know calligraphy?"

Wei Wencheng said with a smile: "I'm just a dog crawling word, especially when I hit the keyboard over the years, I guess I can't even climb a dog...... However, I had a math teacher in junior high school who was barely a calligrapher, and I studied with him for a while when I was a child...... "I bowed my head and flipped through the book again:" This is Zhong Shaojing's "Lingfei Sutra", and it is rare to practice this font now. ”

The thin man seemed to have met a soulmate, and couldn't help but smile: "Connoisseur." So, for your knowledge's sake, three dollars, you take it. ”

"Don't mind," Wei Wencheng didn't mean to buy this book, but thinking about the teacher's birthday in a few months, this can be regarded as a good gift, and after hearing the price of the thin man, he immediately made up his mind, "I don't think it's easy for you." Five dollars is five dollars, I bought it. ”

Paying for the receipt, Wei Wencheng walked towards the breakfast stall while flipping through the "Supreme Mystery Sutra". I've never heard of this book before, so if it's copied in a novel, can you pretend to be your own original? That would have improved a lot of quality...... You might as well wait until you wake up to search the Internet first, if you can't find it, then you can use it.

One of them passed by and raised his hand to greet him: "Hi." ”

Wei Wen also raised his hand energetically: "Alas, you are so ......" and immediately reacted, who is this person?

He couldn't help but turn his head, and the other party made almost the same movement, so they looked at each other. Wei Wencheng looked at the person in front of him as if he was a little familiar, but he couldn't remember it for a while.

The other party smiled at him and asked naturally, "Why are you going early this morning?"

"Oh, go get something to eat......" Wei Wencheng frowned slightly, "Dare to ask who you are?"

"Why, you don't remember me so soon?"

"Forgive me for being clumsy...... Oh, I've stayed up all night and now I'm a little dizzy - are you?"

"Alas, listening to your voice, doesn't it look like a native of Tianjin?" The man suddenly changed the topic, and unlike the acquaintance he greeted at the beginning, it seemed that he was just a one-sided friend with Wei Wencheng, but Wei Wencheng didn't feel strange, and replied casually: "I'm from Beijing, didn't I move to Tianjin last year...... It's cheap. Listening to your accent, it looks like a Beijinger?"

The other party smiled: "Fellow countrymen, fellow villagers." His eyes made a mistake and fell on the book in Wei Wencheng's hand: "Hey, it's this one again, how much did you buy it?"

"Five. ”

The other party immediately raised his eyebrows: "This is not right." Sell me for ten yuan, pack and sell for three or thirty, and it's only five yuan for you? Could it be that ......" raised his eyes and stared at Wei Wencheng: "Are you poorer than us?" or are you more ...... Stingy?"

"What do you mean?" Wei Wencheng reacted suddenly, "Alas, I said who are you?"

The man was stunned for a moment: "You don't remember, how should I explain it?" Thinking about it, he suddenly reached out and began to unzip his shirt.

This person is wearing a dark green down jacket with a hood on the upper body, brown slacks on the lower body, and a pair of sneakers......

Wei Wencheng's eyebrows furrowed slightly, and he thought in a trance: "You...... You're the psychiatrist!"

The other party pulled back on the down jacket and smiled at him: "You finally remembered......"

Wei Wencheng looked left and right: "I...... Why did I come back again? I bought such a book here before I crossed over or became mentally ill......" looked down at the Supreme Mystery Sutra in my hand—"Am I dreaming?"

"Bingo," the so-called "psychiatrist" applauded, "you're dreaming." So why did you have this dream? It's actually very simple, I want to ask you something, but I promise someone else not to ask you face-to-face. I didn't promise not to ask you in my dreams, hahahahaha~~"

"What do you want to inquire about?"

The other party pointed at Wei Wencheng: "You, when and where will your last memory before crossing over?" ”

Wei Wencheng raised his eyebrows: "You said crossing, then I'm not crazy......

"That's right," the other party shrugged his shoulders, "you just crossed over, your body was annihilated, and your soul entered a pocket world designed for you......" and then smiled wryly: "It doesn't matter if you tell you all the truth, you can't remember it anyway." ”

......

Wei Wencheng was woken up from his dream by a loud bang. He has been practicing the Book of Heaven recently, and he has achieved a lot of success, meditating every night, almost no longer sleeping, and this night I don't know why, he actually fell asleep in a hazy way, and it seems that he had a rather absurd dream. After waking up, he was stunned for a few seconds, and a figure wearing a dark green down jacket seemed to appear in front of him...... That must have been the so-called "psychiatric doctor" I had seen in the cave of Linwu Mountain, right? But I couldn't remember how I met him in my dreams and what I said.

Immediately he heard the little novice shouting outside the house. Wei Wencheng hurriedly got up from the straw mat, put on his shoes, ran over to open the door, raised his voice and asked, "What's the noise?"

Xiao Shami seemed to have just run in from outside the nunnery, and his face was full of horror, and when he saw Wei Wencheng, he shouted: "Woe to you!

It turned out that the loud noise just now was that the big stone that suppressed the monster on the edge of Taihu Lake collapsed inexplicably, and then a black qi rose to the sky, flying straight to the west, and disappeared into the clear sky in an instant. Xiao Shami got up early and went out to pick wood, but he happened to see him, and he was so frightened that his soul flew out of the sky on the spot, and he hurriedly ran back to report to Wei Wencheng.

If it was a stone avalanche elsewhere, it is estimated that Xiao Shami would not be so afraid, and he might be more surprised than shocked, but this stone is extraordinary, and he also saw Monk Farang collect evil demons with his own eyes that day, so he was black and angry, and he didn't need to think about it to know, it must be a monster that escaped. Therefore, he was shocked and frightened, and hurried back to the nunnery to find Wei Wencheng.

Wei Wencheng rushed out of the nunnery, ran to Yuantouzhu in a few steps, and took a closer look, sure enough, the middle of the good big stone cracked, and it went to the end, and the widest part was more than a foot. His eyes were sharp, and he immediately noticed that there were a few stoneware shards scattered on the edge of the stone cracks, and when he picked them up, it happened to be a rough bowl...... I can't help but slander, I can't help but say that Monk Falang can do anything more than this, it's only been a few years since the monster was pressed, and the container can't bear it......

Hand on the awning, looking at it from afar, the sky is clear, the red sun is rising, and there is no sign of demonic spirit. Ask Xiao Shami again, I learned that the demonic qi did fly far away, and did not fall back into Taihu Lake - you finally got out of trouble, why did you go north if you didn't go home?

It's a little regrettable, if you wake up early, or get up early and leave the nunnery like a little novice, maybe you can see the monster get out of trouble with your own eyes, then the newly learned Heavenly Book Spell is likely to come in handy. Behind closed doors, he learns spells in the air, and he doesn't know what the level is, if he can practice with the monster...... After thinking about it again, that monster can't even be rectified by Dai Meng and the others, so I've only been practicing for a few years?

While discussing with Xiao Shami, he said that I will write a letter for you to help send it to Jiankang and inform Master Farang. Who knew that when I entered Guangfu Nunnery, I suddenly saw a person sitting in my bedroom, dressed and bald, who had not seen Fa Lang for many years!

The two hurried into the house to salute. Xiao Shami's head fell, and before he could lift it, he called first: "Master, it's ...... for the monster to get out of trouble" Farlang nodded, saying that I know-"A few days ago, I suddenly felt something in Jiankang, and I knew that there was something wrong here, so I came in a hurry, and I regretted that I was a little late......"

Wei Wencheng said in his heart I thought you flew over, and I wondered how advanced your mana was, and you came back with your legs...... The hands were presented with rough fragments. Farrang took it casually, put it in his sleeve, and then nodded to the little novice, saying that you can go out and boil some boiling water.

first sent the little novice out, and then signaled with his eyes, ordering Wei Wencheng to close the door and open the window, and then Fa Lang's face changed suddenly, and he stretched out his hand and pointed to the side of the straw mat: "What is this?"

Wei Wencheng followed the gaze of his fingers and looked over - oops, he forgot to put away the book of heaven......

Wei Wencheng didn't dare to lie and deceive each other, so he shocked Lin Wuguan, and then met Yuan Gong, who had to give the book of heaven and other things, and reported to Fa Lang in 1510 - he only vaguely passed the matter of the time gate in the cave, because he always felt that this matter was very related to him, and it was not appropriate to disclose it to others.

While listening, Monk Farang stretched out his hand to copy the Book of Heaven, unfolded it and browsed it through the ten lines at a glance. It wasn't until Wei Wencheng finished speaking that he nodded, but then shook his head again and admonished: "This is a Taoist technique, and you are now a disciple of my Liberation Sect, so you should not study it deeply - you must know the magic method and cultivate Prajna, so as to prove Bodhi and save people from yourself, so as to be the great road of my sect." ”

Wei Wencheng said casually: "Since I have to trust each other, I just talk about it, I don't dare to investigate deeply, and I will prove the heart of the Buddha badly." "You didn't say that you can't read it, but you can't "study it deeply", then I said that I didn't study it deeply, just read it as an idle book?

After Wei Wencheng answered, he still maintained this posture for a while, and then suddenly came to his senses, quickly rolled up the book of heaven, threw it aside, and then put his hands together and recited the scriptures. Wei Wencheng said in his heart, you are also fascinated, right? What kind of magic trail, this thing must be much more interesting than scriptures and the like.

After listening to the monk Farrang recite a few verses, he suddenly asked him, "Can you read through the three treatises?"

Wei Wencheng said that he had read it all, but unfortunately there was no guidance from the Master, and the article was full of questions. casually mentioned a few places, and Fa Lang answered them one by one, Wei Wencheng felt as if his eyes suddenly opened up—but to be honest, it was still not as interesting as the spells in the Book of Heaven......

The little novice boiled the water, filled two cups, held it on a wooden tray, knocked on the door and presented it to the master and brother. Farang took the water and took a sip, then asked Wei Wencheng, "How long will it take for you to enter my door?"

"It's been five years...... "You have left me here for five years, ignored me, and are you embarrassed to say that I have entered the Liberation Gate and entered your door?"