It was late at night, and the moon was not visible in the sky for some reason, only the stars in the sky. Summer nights are always more vibrant than other seasons, Yi Tianxing sat by the pond not far from his small black house, smelling the smell of flowers and plants wafting from nowhere, feeling the faint damp smell brought by the wind blowing on the pond around him, closing his eyes and looking up at the sky at a forty-degree angle.

He has always been confused by his body, always feeling that he has abnormal people, must be demons, but these strange things, he can't believe it, so he always wants to find some explanations that can be said, but unfortunately, with his ability to memorize the high volume of physics textbooks upside down, he can't see the slightest possibility of explaining clearly from the physics aspect.

So he decided to look at metaphysics, but he felt that the masters were too naïve. had to turn to martial arts novels to seek psychological balance, and when he saw the masters of the book flying around in the sky, he would be a little comforted, and said in his heart: Look, this is a god, more than me...... Sometimes when I read Jin Yong's novels, I always fantasize that I was not born like this, but I bitterly read the innate body protection true qi of Shaolin Temple, but unfortunately, this statement can't even deceive myself.

I don't know which comrade who feeds on philosophy has said that mankind always pins its ultimate hope for understanding the unknowable on religion. Yi Tianxing is no exception, an authentic Taoist master, naturally refuses to hold the Old Testament back, and he likes the cute appearance of the winged little angel very much, so it is logical that he hates the old pervert of Jehovah...... So I started to practice meditation. The so-called meditation practice, for him, is actually the same as the practice of physics, from the city library to complete some Buddhist scriptures and go home blindly, I don't know what positive results can be achieved. If there is a Buddha in the western sky, I am afraid that it will also be a big Buddha and a little Buddha who are blunt and childish.

Recently, he read the "Zazen Three Flavors Sutra", which mentions the five antidotal methods. And Yi Tianxing read the Buddhist scriptures, originally asking for a prescription for curing diseases, which was the right appetite, so he read it carefully and memorized it in his mind. When it comes to the five ways of dealing with these five disciplines, they are: many yínyù people, impure dharma, many resentful people, compassionate, many foolish people, contemplating karma, contemplating and seeking, thinking about people, and reciting the Dharma and dharma.

He had been lighting a small dim light bulb of twenty-five watts in the small dark room, scratching his head and looking at it, never wondering what kind of disease he was and what method he should use to cure it. So the blind cat touched the dead mouse and picked what a foolish man. His idea is very simple: if those gangsters are given their own weird physical abilities, they are afraid that they will laugh every day, and they will be as sad as themselves. Just like the shopping mall lottery Xiali car, some people don't like it but worry about whether this is a set, then in the eyes of the world, it must be a first-class fool.

So he carefully read the ...... that he was supposed to cure the disease of foolishness Contemplation of the method of cause and effect. But after reading the words of ignorance and reasoning, his whole head was dizzy, and then he looked at the door of the number of breaths to see some tastes, especially the word "taste" and "view", and then there was no ...... As a foam, you can't catch it with your hands, and your body is like the sea, and you don't get tired of it.

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He vaguely thought he had learned something, but in fact...... He still hadn't figured out anything. Practicing meditation to achieve rote memorization like him, Yi Tianxing is definitely not the first person in the world, thinking that those monks who couldn't read big characters in ancient times are estimated to be cramming to become a Buddha. But a guy like him who starts to flutter behind rote memorization and has an understanding is rare.

In fact, he didn't realize anything, but he just recognized a truth, that is: no matter.

I don't even care about myself, whether I am possessed by a monster or the reincarnation of a holy child, maybe I am just a genetic mutation, there is so much sorrow in the world, why do I want to do so much? The rivers flow into the sea, and they act according to natural things, and if those gangsters come to the door, although the toughness of their bodies and bones can be compared with that of a tank, there is no reason to stick their heads there and smash them.

Yi Tianxing thought that he had figured out a great truth, and his mood became good, so he sat down by the pond and began to enjoy the coolness.

This pond is actually a pit left by the explosion in 77 years, and the rain gradually increases, and it slowly becomes a pond with green grass floating on the surface. Yi Tianxing didn't know about it, and he didn't know that he was picked up by his grandfather on the day of the explosion, he just felt a little strange all the time, whenever he was bored, he would immediately calm down when he sat on the edge of this pond.

It hasn't rained for the past few days, the water in the pond is not muddy, Yi Tianxing screamed and peeled himself to a jīng light, and jumped into the water at night, stirring up a wave of waves.

Suddenly he felt some itching on his back, so he picked up a pebble from the pond, exhaled slightly, split it in half with his palm, and compared it with the palm of his hand, and then picked the sharper one, and scraped it vigorously on himself.

Fortunately, the little dark house where he lived was remote, and at night there were no people around, and no one wanted to approach this place that was always full of stench, and then I didn't know what I would think when I saw someone using sharp stones as towels.

Yi Tianxing is just playing in the water, and he has to go to Gonghe Village to shave food after a while, so he doesn't make soap, but just rubs the stone on his body for fun, he looked at the Qingping floating on the water, listened to the croaking of frogs when the stone cracks by the pond, and his mood slowly calmed down, and then he thought of the scene of riding home with Zou Leilei in the afternoon.

At that time, he was caught up in the strange feeling that someone had unreasonably defeated a group of people, so he cautiously asked Zou Leilei: "You say, what if I am really a monster?"

Zou Leilei's answer at that time made him feel very good, very natural, very in line with Yi Tianxing's imagination of the ideal partner, the girl was open with big eyes as beautiful as black crystal and said seriously:

"Then you wait until you turn into a monster and let me see it, then I can decide what to do, if I can be a little more handsome than you are now, that's a good thing......"

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Yi Tianxing thought of this, he laughed in the pond, he went ashore, threw a stone into the water, startled the frogs and insects, scratched the fish Xia Meng, and then turned around and went into the small black house, put on his black jeans, put on the blue sè overalls of the unknown textile factory, put on the broken straw hat with thorns on the top edge, and clutched the handkerchief that couldn't be washed off the white sè - yes, it was the set of work clothes he used to pick up tattered every night - Walking around and shaking, watching the scenery lingering, like Su Dongpo visiting some monk at night, he went to the garbage mountain of Gonghe Village in a chic manner.