Unconsciously, Yang Guang's footsteps stopped in front of a small courtyard door.

This small courtyard is a refuge for Yang Guang as a child, and it is full of too many good memories.

Whenever the two members of the family forced him to practice, he would sneak here, and the owner would hide himself and help him expel the two who came to the door......

"It's Guang'er here. ”

Before he entered the door, he heard the old man's kind voice, as if he had been waiting for a long time.

Pushing open the door and following the sound, I saw a little old man with a crane face who stopped what he was doing and looked up at himself, his smile full of love.

The old man is physically strong, does not want to live with his children, and has always lived alone. Grow vegetables, raise birds, live a very comfortable life,

"Grandpa, Guang'er has come to kowtow to you. ”

Looking at this old man who loved him the most since he was a child, Yang Guang's longing for home finally poured out like a tide, and he almost shed tears again.

"I haven't been back for half a year, I'm homesick, right?" the old man smiled at Yang Guang, turned around and washed his hands in the bucket next to him, he was weeding in the vegetable garden before, and his hands were stained with a lot of mud.

"Hmm. Yang Guang nodded and replied, a little bitter in his answer.

"Hey, it's a pity that you are destined to be the one who is going to do great things, and I don't know if grandpa will be able to see you again next time. ”

In the blink of an eye, the old man had already arrived at Yang Guang's side, stretched out his hand to pat him on the shoulder and sighed, with a little sadness between his words.

"Huh?"

Hearing this, Yang Guang was slightly stunned, how did this sound wrong.

That's right, the qiē in this illusion, including what parents and grandfathers said and did, were all born in real life, and it can be said that they were extracted from their own memories.

When the old man said this, Yang Guang didn't care much, just regarded it as the old man's expectations of himself. But now I hear it again. It's as if the old man knows what to do.

"Grandpa, what can I do? I don't have to follow the ancestral teachings to come back here after college. Shrugging his shoulders, Yang Guang said helplessly.

The answer was still the same sentence back then, but Yang Guang cautiously peeked at the old man's expression, hoping to find out some secrets from him that had not appeared back then.

Although every qiē here is an illusion, these illusions are determined by the memories in one's own mind, as long as they are carried out in the order in which they were born at that time. There will never be a bad cuò.

Even if the words and actions are different from the situation back then, the characters in the illusion will adapt to the characters in their memories and respond appropriately, just like the scene when they got up before. It's just that if that's the case, it's impossible to dig out any secrets, after all, the illusion depends entirely on one's own memory, and what you don't know is what you don't know.

"Hahaha. You're different, you're different. You're the one who's going to do big things, really big things. ”

The old man laughed, and there was both joy and reluctance in his words. However, he did not continue the topic, but walked into the vegetable garden, picked a tender fresh cucumber and threw it to Yang Guangdao, "Taste it." No pesticides at all. ”

"Grandpa, with my physique, even if I drink pesticides as water, there will be no problem. Yang Guang smiled, wiped off the tender thorns on the cucumber, and took a hard bite.

chewed the fragrant cucumber in his mouth, but Yang Guang's mind was spinning fast. Although the old man's words are only a few words, Yang Guang, who has experienced so much, is no longer what he was back then. Yang Guang can be sure of what the old man knows, or what he will have in the future. It's just that he can't be sure if it's the case.

"It stands to reason that it shouldn't. Yang Guang frowned slightly, and he still couldn't figure it out in his heart, "Although the Yang family has practiced martial arts for generations, they have also been in contact with some Taoism. But compared to these immortals, demons, gods and Buddhas are more than 108,000 miles behind now, how can it be related to this matter. ”

His memory of this incident is limited to this, Yang Guang knows that no matter how much he asks, it is useless, and he will only be skillfully resolved by the grandfather in this fantasy world. It is impossible to get a substantive answer.

Suddenly, Yang Guang's eyes lit up, as if he had thought of something, only to hear him ask again. "Grandpa, what do you think of the illusion, what should I do if I fall into the illusion of a very clever mind?"

"Is it the illusion of the heart? It is a powerful means to uncover the deepest hidden places in the human heart, to make it fall into it, and to live forever and never be able to extricate itself. The old man muttered to himself slowly, as if he was thinking about a way to crack it.

Sure enough, when this kind of question is asked, the grandfather in the illusion has to answer it improvisedly. And his answer may be the answer of the person who set up the formation, and the way to leave may be in it.

This is Yang Guang's plan, to return the favor to the other in his way, and to break the formation with the means of the people who set up the formation.

"Guang'er, Zhuang Shengxiao dreams of butterflies, do you understand the truth?" After a while, the old man asked, pointing to a butterfly flying in the vegetable garden.

Of course I know, that is to say, when Zhuangzi sleeps and dreams that he has become a butterfly, and when he wakes up, he has become a Zhuangzi, and he can't figure out whether he is a butterfly or a Zhuangzi. Hearing the old man's pointing, Yang Guang hurriedly replied, repeating the well-known allusion he knew.

"Do you think that Zhuangzi just had a dream, only Zhuangzi, and no butterflies? That is to say, reality is true, and dreams are false?" the old man touched a few sparse whiskers on his chin and continued to ask.

Yang Guang nodded, "True is true, false is false, what's wrong with this?"

The old man shook his head and continued to speak, "There is an old man named Albert Einstein, who proposed a special principle of relativity, the first one is called Instein's principle of relativity. It is said that if the coordinate system k moves uniformly with respect to the coordinate system k without rotation, it is impossible to distinguish which is the coordinate system k and which is the coordinate system k′ with respect to any physical reality made with respect to the two coordinate systems. ”

Looking at Yang Guang's surprised eyes, the old man smiled and continued to speak, "Of course, the old man Einstein proposed something scientific, but this theory of relativity can also be used in philosophy. The so-called reality and illusion, as long as there is both reality and illusion in people's hearts without abandoning one of them, then the one experienced in reality and illusion cannot distinguish between reality and illusion. This is the so-called life of an empty dream, only the only one, this life is enough. ”

Yang Guang probably understood what the old man meant, it was nothing more than a void in life, whether it was reality or illusion, as long as it was what you wanted in your heart, then it was true. Frowning, Yang Guangyou opened his mouth and asked, "Since reality and illusion are relative, as long as you think in your heart, it is true, but why does Zhuangzi still have to figure out whether he is a butterfly or a Zhuangzi?"

"Zhuangzi is a great wise man, so the question arises whether I am a butterfly or Zhuangzi? This is different from what we understand, he is already tracing back to the origin. ”

Hearing this, Yang Guang is a big head, what is this......

Unexpectedly, Einstein's theory of relativity, which he glanced at a few times when he was bored, was also exploited by this illusion.

"Grandpa, I just want to know how to break the illusion of the mind and leave the illusion. Yang Guang smiled bitterly, grasped the core problem, and never let go of this phantom grandfather.

The old man smiled, pointed around, and said, "In the illusion, especially the profound illusion, the more firm you are in your heart, the more sure you are that it is the illusion, the illusion can give birth to infinite changes, and the more impossible it is to leave." Only if there is only one idealism, then the illusion and reality are blended, and there is no change and no self-destruction. ”

Hearing this, Yang Guang's face changed slightly, and it seemed that his method of returning the other way was moved by this illusion grandfather. Now he has turned himself into an army and given himself a big problem. If you want to leave the illusion, you must treat the illusion as the real, the true and the false are one, and the illusion will be self-destructive.

"The only idealism, the heart is the Tao, the Tao heart is the devil, and the devil is free......"

The old man's voice gradually disappeared, and the scenery changed, and the illusion took on a new change. There was a clicking sound in his ears, and Yang Guang had already boarded the train to school.

"It's too big and it's self-defeating. Looking at the flashing picture outside the window, Yang Guang smiled bitterly in his heart, "If it was an S-level mission before talking to the old man, then it has been upgraded to an SSS-level mission now." If you can't reach the point where the old man is idealistic, I'm afraid you won't be able to get out at all. ”

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