After scrubbing, they changed into clean clothes and walked silently towards the stone palace located in the center of Shambhala. Yueguang has adjusted her state. She is just a little brisker now and is no longer too excited.
There were many people in the same attire inside and outside the Stone Palace. After seeing them, Yueguang suddenly understood what kind of group of people Sean referred to as "them" before—
If the world's mood is compared to water, some people are like winding rivers, full of wind and fire, and hurriedly; some people are like waterfalls falling into the pool, vigorous and noisy; some people are like ocean waves, calm and monotonous, with constant waves... …
And "they" here...it can be felt from the outside that their state of mind is like a clear, clear pool without waves. The water in this pool is so calm that you can easily see things at the bottom of the pool through the water. Their hearts remain clear and peaceful.
Before, Moonlight could not understand what Sean said about the man who was not afraid of the storm and the man who ate bread quietly. Only then did he understand the meaning: if the soul concentration of the explorers in the story is used as a metaphor, their cultivation is quite profound and quite rare.
Sean walked into the stone palace, his steps gradually becoming slow and solemn. In the center of the stone palace is a hall, with many oil lamps burning on both walls. The oil lamps illuminate the three old men in the center. They just sat quietly.
The old man in the middle even had gray eyebrows, and opened his eyes because of Sean's arrival: "You're here again——
"Aren't you going to look for something here this time?" The old man hunched his back slightly and had a peaceful face.
"No. What I'm really looking for is not outside." Sean leaned forward, "It's a pity that I woke up a little late."
The wise man of Shambhala smiled, his eyes lit up. He nodded happily: "Only when you have a pious heart can you wake up. As long as you wake up, it's not too late.
"Actually, all detours are necessary." He pointed to one side, where there were two empty stone platforms: "Sit down."
Moonlight understood the old man's gesture and quietly asked Sean: "Me too?"
"It's here." Sean pulled Yueguang and pressed the pianist on the stone platform, who had not yet figured out the situation. "Feel it."
"How do you feel? I still have to go find Lian..." Before Na could say the word, Xiao En frowned. Moonlight suddenly realized that if she wanted to get to know Lian Na, she might not be able to disobey Sean, so she had no choice but to sit down...
After they sat down, the copper bell was rung, and the clear water passed through their bodies like water waves, as if their bodies had become transparent. Sean closed his eyes sweetly as if he had been waiting for this moment for a long time.
Moonlight glanced sideways at her companions who were enjoying themselves, sighed helplessly, and closed her eyes heavily. Although he obeyed Sean's wishes, he still frowned.
More than an hour later, after finishing their first sit-in, the two people resigned to the wise man and walked out of the stone palace.
"Do you feel it?" Sean clasped his hands behind his back, as if he had never been so relaxed and at ease.
"What do you feel?!" Moonlight's walking posture was a little strange, "My legs are numb! I can't understand what he said at all! Sean, have you forgotten? I can't understand the words here!..."
"Listen carefully and you will understand." Sean said seriously.
"Okay, okay! Listen with your heart! Next time I will listen with your heart!" Yueguang felt that he could finally start what he had been thinking about. He felt his uncontrollable heartbeat, "Can you go see Lian Na now?"
That smile was like a fragrance, lingering in Moonlight's heart. If it weren't for the repeated memories of that smile, Moonlight might not have been able to sit with Sean for so long.
"Are you really going to find her?" Sean asked, "Some things may not be as beautiful as you think."
"Not as beautiful as I thought? What do you mean? Is there something wrong with Lian Na?"
"There is no problem... Even in Shambhala, she is a first-class beauty. And she happens to be unmarried."
"What's not wonderful about that? That's simply wonderful, okay?!"
"Moonlight." Sean stopped and made sure his partner was listening. "Have you ever thought that everything will change? That the things you once wanted to get will end up annoying you?" Sean seemed to Talking about my previous experience.
"Oh, come on, Sean!" Moonlight was anxious, took two steps forward, and then turned back, "Don't give me the 'wise man' thing! I'm not a wise man, and I don't want to be. I just am. A common person! I just want to know her!
"If you want to learn to meditate, if you want to gain some understanding, you go and learn. I just want to enjoy life!"
Sean blinked and murmured in the plateau language, repeating what the wise man had just said: "All detours are the only way to go..."
He smiled for a moment and walked forward calmly: "Okay, I won't torture you anymore, I will take you to see her."
Moonlight cheered: "Shaun, good guy! You will always be my good guy!"
When we met Lian Na again, she was helping her mother prepare meals at home. When she saw the moonlight and walked into the home, her big eyes were obviously excited and shy. Suddenly ducking, avoiding, and then couldn't help but peek. The moonlight seemed to have entered a dream, and the state was a bit erratic.
Sean introduced himself and Moonlight to Lena's family in a friendly manner. The residents of Shambhala were hospitable and they were welcomed and entertained. Although Yue Guang and Lian Na didn't understand each other in the language, with the help of Sean, they got to know each other for the first time.
In the days that followed, Yueguang fell completely infatuated with Lian Na. After settling down with Sean in Shambhala, he determined to learn the plateau language.
Although he has witnessed this relationship many times, Sean still has to sigh: The way love works is always unexpected - the two people did not understand each other at the beginning, but they were able to fall in love.
Sometimes, they express their subtle feelings in the simple language of a toddler. Sometimes, communicate with gestures and expressions, and giggle from time to time. More often than not, the two of them said nothing, just stared at each other quietly. In total love, verbal communication does not seem to be that important. Just relying on each other's smile, sight and occasional contact can spend a sweet time.
Moonlight is busy falling in love in the most secret and magical city in the world. And Sean is also busy. He goes to the Stone Palace every morning to learn from the wise men in the most pious attitude, listen to the teachings, and practice meditation. In the process, he restrained all his impetuosity and delusions, devoted himself to practicing the art of making the soul as clear as a mirror, and tried to completely let go of the past of constantly pursuing the Ark of Eternal Night...
In Shambhala, Moonlight discovered something very strange: the moon here was not green, it was as clear as snow. This gives the moonlight a very strange feeling, as if the moon should be like this.
After understanding some plateau languages and chatting with Lian Na under a round moon, he learned about a legend spread in Shambhala: In some worlds, the moon appears an anxious yellow; The red that creates fear; in this world, it is the quiet and strange green...
In the legend of Shambhala, the colors of the moon reflect the emotions of the entire world.
Only in Shambhala, no matter which world it is in Shambhala, the moon shows its original color, which is clear and simple light.
When Yueguang heard this legend, he was not too shocked by it. What shocked him at that time was the flash of light in Lian Na's eyes. In silence, their eyes were locked together. Under the moon, their heads were getting closer and closer...
Lovers are always like this, forgetting the vastness and richness of the outside world, always thinking that everything is prepared for this moment, and the moon lights up to illuminate the two of them.
At that time, Sean sat quietly indoors, looking at the wall and candlelight without any wind or waves.
Time passes in Shambhala.
