When I got home, I learned the real cause of my second uncle's death.

It turned out that the second uncle suffered from a strange disease because of the accumulation of labor for a long time.

My mother said that although there is no way to do this strange disease in the hospital for the time being, it can be completely cured through long-term self-cultivation and worshipping Buddha and chanting scriptures.

But before the second uncle could reflect on his repentance, his three wives and four concubines had already begun to fight for the inheritance.

That night, the second uncle was really in a bad mood, so he ran to the bar and drank all the world's famous wines, and then drove his new Lamborghini, booming the subwoofer, and jumped off the bridge across the river, realizing the dream of flying over the Yellow River that the locals had always hoped for but never tried.

At the memorial service, I saw my second uncle wearing the most modest clothes, curled up in a small frame, watching his three wives and four concubines still fighting openly and secretly, and commanding their commands, and in the end it developed into a big fight, and the memorial service turned into a brawl.

With a "bang", the second uncle's posthumous photo fell to the ground, and I saw more than ten pairs of high heels desperately trampling and ravaging on the second uncle's face, and I felt the pain in my body.

The second uncle was a wealthy man, but at the same time an unfortunate man.

married so many women, but none of them could give birth to a son and a half daughter for him, in the words of our hometown, it is the last one.

In Buddhist parlance, all dharmas are empty, and cause and effect are not empty.

Standing in front of my second uncle's luxurious but cold white marble tombstone, I said to my second uncle affectionately, "Second uncle, you can go with peace of mind when you are old! Every Qingming Festival and Halloween, even if your aunts and wives don't come to see you, I will come to see you." ”

After saying this, I saw the second uncle in the tombstone photo showing a knowing smile.

In fact, the second uncle is also a sentient person.

Although he deceived his relatives and friends of the money and did not pay it back until his death, after the memorial service, each relative and friend still received a real estate certificate from the law firm, one set for each family. It was entrusted by the second uncle before his death.

I discussed with my mother that the second uncle was already pitiful enough, and we couldn't ask for his house, so we might as well donate it to the local children's welfare institute!

After listening to my words, my mother nodded silently.

When I returned to Beijing after attending my second uncle's memorial service, I suddenly had a feeling that I had nothing to love.

I'm thinking, what is the meaning of living in this life, and what is the most worthwhile thing to pursue in life?

So, I thought of Yunnan and the mysterious town in Yunnan.

I wondered, why do I encounter this kind of supernatural thing, and other people don't? Is that a good thing or a bad thing?

I heard that there was a monk in a temple on the outskirts of Beijing who was so good at meditation that I decided to pay a special visit.

Baosha Luo Peak, Dusk Drum and Morning Bell.

The Four Heavenly Kings glared angrily.

If you come to Venerable, look at the world with a smile.

On the futon, the monk is a monk.

Hand twist Buddha beads, chanting words.

After sunset, after the meal and the last pilgrim was sent away, the old monk invited me to the teahouse and listened carefully to me.

When I finished telling the whole story, he opened his eyes and smiled at me, "The old monk likes pilgrims like you, little master, so that the old monk can hear such wonderful stories in his life, and know that there are such beautiful places on this planet." ”

"It's a pity! The old monk doesn't have the magical powers of the little master, and he can't go inside to see what is going on, which really makes the old monk envious and jealous of the little master!"

I then asked, "Then why can't anyone else meet it?"

The old monk sighed, "This shows that the little master is not an ordinary person. ”

"Think of my treasure temple thunder, how many pilgrims come in and out every day, most of them are for wealth and lust, ants and their lives; no matter how merciful the Buddha and Bodhisattva are, they will not protect the selfish and selfish people, so many people will feel that seeking the Buddha is not spiritual. ”

The little master is different, the little master's dream has kindness and compassion, as well as the beautiful manifestation of the whole people's belief in Buddhism; and the little master is also willing to share his dream with others and influence the world; the Buddha and Bodhisattva are naturally happy and naturally fully support, so the little master has the magical power that the old monk envies. ”

I asked, "Yin and Yang Eyes are also a kind of supernatural power, but it makes many people fearful, is my supernatural power the same as Yin and Yang Eyes?"

The old monk smiled, "The yin and yang eyes see the world of the evil ghost Dao, and the little master's supernatural powers see the world of the beast Dao, how can it be the same?

"But is this a good thing or a bad thing for me personally?"

"Huh!"

"There are no absolutes in the world, and the old monk still wants to quote the words of Patriarch Bodhidharma - it's all good or bad, it depends on people. ”

In the old monk's view, even if there is fate, the little master doesn't have to mind too much, but after all, the little master is humane, whether to go or stay, and there will still be a difficult choice in the end. ”

I decided to go back to Yunnan again, and I still haven't fully seen the amazing world.

After saving up enough public vacation, I once again embarked on a trip to Yunnan.

In the past two years, Yunnan has changed so much, and houses are being built everywhere.

It is said that many outsiders are optimistic about the climate in Yunnan and come here to retire after retirement.

Of course, more people are speculators who have moved from Hainan to Yunnan, and housing prices have risen wildly, and they are about to catch up with Beijing.

Because of the desperate construction of houses, many natural ecology has been destroyed.

When it comes to pension, I have my own unique views.

The climate in Yunnan is good, but ultraviolet rays are also very strong.

The suitable climate is of course related to the latitude of the region, but it is also inseparable from the protection of vegetation and water sources.

The well-known Chengde Summer Resort in Hebei Province actually had a very pleasant climate in ancient times.

If we don't pay attention to the protection of natural ecology, no matter how good the place is, it will not be spring.

No matter in any area, as long as the air is fresh and the environment is pollution-free, it is the most suitable for the elderly.

Cities are obviously not a good place to retire, but many elderly people are still reluctant to go to the countryside. They always feel that the city is close to the big hospitals, and it is convenient to see a doctor. But if you look at the overcrowding in big hospitals every day, and it's hard to find a bed, what if you live next door to the hospital?

Sometimes looking at the very exquisitely built cottages on the side of the road in the countryside, I feel envious, jealous and hateful.

I envy that others have their own houses, but they don't have anything.

Jealous people live in their own villas, and they don't have to pay property management fees, parking fees, sanitation fees, elevator secondary pressurization fees, and other miscellaneous fees.

Ay!

I stepped on the bus to the township and went back to find the place that haunted me.

Fortunately, the familiar wetland is still there, and so is the small pavilion with memories.

I happily followed the familiar route and hurried towards the mountain.

But when I arrived at the mountain pass, I found that time had passed, the road up the mountain was cut off, and a torii was blocked in front of me, with the word "Fox Garden" written on it.

There was a security guard on duty in front of the archway, and I went up to inquire, and the security guard told me that the village inside had now been transformed into a brand new community by a real estate developer, and the locals had moved away.

Looking around, the familiar temple in front of the mountain is gone, and I heard that it has also been demolished in one piece.

Looking around, there was a small inn not far away, and the familiar handwriting on the sign made me remember at once, it was the small hotel in the mountains where I used to stay.

I wonder how this little hotel moved here.

Walking into the hostel, the owner is still the familiar boss, in his 40s, amiable.

I asked my boss if your hostel was not in a village in the mountains, and how did you move here?

The boss sighed, what if you don't move?

I then asked, "Why did you suddenly think of building a community in this remote mountainous area?"

The boss told me that he heard that someone had posted a fox fairy novel on the Internet and the owner of the real estate company saw it, so he thought of building such a leisure villa park.

And he said that the environment we had here was exactly the same as it was in the novel.

I'll go!

I thought to myself, this real estate boss's fox complex is quite deep, but the final result of the outbreak is to satisfy personal greed and destroy the natural ecology at the expense.

Novels are supposed to celebrate good morals and lash out at the ugliness of society, but today they make it easier for some people to get rich.

"You haven't eaten yet, have you?" asked the boss kindly.

"Why don't you just have a drink with me? ”

After two dry glasses, the boss opened the conversation.

"You're here on business?"

"No, I'm here for a tour. ”

The boss looked at me in amazement, "What is there to travel in this poor and remote country? People are desperately running to those well-known scenic spots in Lijiang and Dali, why do you come here to travel?"

I smiled, "It's really uncreative to go to those places, I just like unexplored and pristine ecological areas." ”

"Oh!" the boss poked a sip of wine, "but unfortunately we don't have it here anymore." ”

I asked, "What is the attitude of the locals towards this?"

The boss said, "At first, the people in our village were firmly opposed to building a community and moving out, but in the end they couldn't resist the temptation of money. ”

The real estate boss promised to compensate according to the demolition standards in the city, and after careful calculation, not only did he not suffer a loss, but it was also more cost-effective than the demolition compensation of the urban villages in the city. ”

"Our village has been relatively poor since its history, and if there is no real estate owner to develop it, it will have to be poor forever. ”

"Well, now, not only can you move to a newly built commercial house in the town, but you can also get a lot of money, who is not tempted? So most people put their fingerprints on the demolition contract. ”

"The few diehards who were reluctant to relocate, the real estate boss hired a group of ruffians and security guards to harass them every day, and finally caused a few lives, and finally the land was expropriated. ”