Chapter Twenty-Seven: Named Ideal

Calculating the time, it has been almost a year and a half since I graduated, and my parents' factory has also been open for a year, and the situation here has stabilized, and the next step is to go to Beiwei.

That night, I talked to my parents for a long time, and they were very supportive of me going outside, although I am still young, but fortunately, my family has enough money to go out and explore, and I am ready to go soon with the strong support of my parents.

The day before I left, I was going to go to the Boundary Mountain, and I had been thinking about it ever since I met the monk.

The feeling of that monk is an endless mystery!

I rode a foreign car for about two hours to reach the foot of Jieshan Mountain. I parked my car and looked out at the towering mountain, which I had only been once in the old timeline, and my parents had taken me up when I was a child.

The mountain is so high, with staggered peaks, like a giant lying down. Looking up at the rooftop, the peaks are covered with clouds and mist, and the mountain path is straight and winding, like a ribbon falling from the clouds.

The road before I came up the mountain was a wide road, and the visitors were like small ants, scattered and scattered, slowly moving upward.

I casually found someone and asked, "Hello, may I ask how to get to the Puzhong Temple?"

"How to get there? The top of the mountain is! The tourist wiped his sweat and waved his hand.

I looked at the top of the mountain that was soaring into the sky, and my head suddenly grew big, and I really wanted to make a wish to get superpowers.

But since last time, I've been paying special attention to making wishes, and I'm not as casual as I used to be. Because first of all, I don't know what the old man's number to me represents, as if it was a countdown, so I don't dare to make a wish casually.

If you want to do it, then it must be a heavy thing!

I'm tired enough from riding, and now I'm going to climb the mountain again, and my head is big. I grabbed another guy and asked, "Hello, is there any easier way to go up the mountain?"

It was an old man with quite vicissitudes of life, and he frowned: "You're going to the temple on the mountain, right?" So when you go to pray for blessings, you must show sincerity, what is the accumulation of going up the mountain? ”

“.......”

"Young people are really getting more and more unbearable...... "The old man shook his head and walked away.

I stayed where I was, scratching my head in embarrassment.

Since the Puzhong Temple was built, there have been countless people who have come here, and I don't know what the attraction of this broken temple can be.

I moved my gaze to the endless mountain road again, gritted my teeth, and began to walk up.

Slowly, as if I had forgotten my tiredness, I dragged my legs that no longer belonged to me, and resolutely headed towards the top of the mountain.

It was getting darker, and the sun was halfway up the mountain. And I finally arrived at the temple.

I just lay down on the ground, and even though the ground was covered with mud, I couldn't resist my determination to rest immediately!

I was panting, and then a man came up, and he looked at me with a broom in his hand, and he said, "Don't lie on the ground, come in and sit."

It was him, and the person who came was the man he met that day.

I sat up with difficulty, he held out his hand, I nodded, and then he pulled me up, and I followed him into the monastery.

The gate of the temple is ordinary, but what is inside is very surprising to me.

The temple is not large, and when you look up, you can see a looming pearl of the night on the top of the temple. The carvings on the ridge of the roof are not mythical beasts or animals, but immortals, which are so lifelike that they feel a little familiar to me.

At this time, as the sun set, I walked through the temple with the man, listening to the deep and distant bells, feeling the sudden beauty and having a unique artistic conception.

"I said, where are you going to take me?" I asked.

He didn't answer me, but walked on his own.

Then I followed him to a large bell with a child who looked about my current age.

He opened his mouth and said to the child, "Yao Sheng, come with me, there are guests."

The child, Yao Sheng, nodded, straightened the bell and pestle, and came to the man's side, while I followed the two of them to a courtyard.

There was a gazebo in the middle of the courtyard, and the man waved his hand, and I sat down with him. He said to Yao Sheng, "Go make a pot of tea."

Yao Sheng nodded and left.

Now there are only two people left in the pavilion, and the atmosphere is inexplicably a little cold.

He suddenly said, "I call myself Qi Tian, just call me Qi Tian."

I hummed and said, "Qi Tian, you and I are very clear about the purpose of my visit this time, can you tell me?"

Who knew that Qi Tian actually put on an indifferent look and shook his head: "What's the hurry, wait for the tea to be ready, let's talk while drinking tea."

Even though I desperately wanted to know the answer in my heart, I tried to calm myself down: "Okay."

Not long after, Yao Sheng came over with a tray, and after he put down the teacup and teapot, he walked away.

Qi Tian poured good tea, tasted it first, and said, "Good tea, you can also taste it quickly?"

I reluctantly picked up the teacup and took a sip and said, "It's really a good tea."

Qi Tian put down the teacup and suddenly said with a solemn face: "I didn't expect that I would exist in other people's worlds."

I was stunned by his sudden words and asked, "What do you mean?"

"Do you think we're real?" Qi Tian smiled.

"I don't know...," I still shook my head.

"You really don't know anything." Qi Tian smiled even more.

I was a little angry and said, "What the hell do you mean?"

"You don't have to think about how I know about you. Because I used to be the same kind of person as you. Qi Tian took another sip of his teacup.

I frowned, "Oh?"

"That's all I can say to you, and you'll know the rest." Qi Tian waved his hand.

I covered my head: "You seem to have said everything, and you seem to have said nothing, because I didn't understand what you were saying all along!"

"Then I'll tell you a little truth!" Qi Tian stood up, the sun had set by this time, and the night made it impossible for me to see his current expression clearly.

I also stood up, because for some reason I wanted to know what the truth was that he was talking about.

The night is very quiet......

The evening breeze was slightly blowing, gently blowing the weeds and leaves around him, the surroundings were quiet, and the faint light was sprinkled on Qi Tian's face, and he closed his eyes, as if he was enjoying it.

After a long time, he spoke, and his voice was a little hoarse, as if he had a low roar:

"This world is called Ideal!"