A strange-shaped object emerged from under the round light. Yunkong guessed that it was the flying chariot that the master had spoken of. The master had once ridden it, and it had also appeared in Bo City in the Shang Dynasty... Wait! If this place is still Yinshan Temple, wouldn't it be close to Bozhou?
The flying car slowly flew down from the round light, and Yunkong saw a tall man riding on it. The flying car landed lightly, without even raising dust, and a tall silver man stepped off.
As the master described, the silver man's face was a piece of black glass, so smooth that it could reflect Yun Kong's face.
He knelt on one knee next to the headless corpse, and smoothed the air above the corpse with a huge palm, as if touching the body heat that was spreading into the air.
Yun Kong couldn't see Yin Ren's expression. He guessed that Yin Ren looked a little excited and seemed to be very moved by the headless corpse in front of him.
Soon, Ginren apparently made up his mind. He stood up resolutely and returned to the speed car.
When the flying car took off, the headless corpse floated up as well, as if an invisible rein was pulling it up into the sky and into the circular disc.
Yun Kong looked in a daze and felt deeply incredible.
The silver man didn't look at him just now, just like the big man who chopped off other people's heads, as if Yun Kong was not in front of them, or in other words, Yun Kong was more like an invisible ghost to them.
Maybe this is all an illusion? Didn't exist in the first place? Just like the empty flowers you see when your eyes are tired?
He unfolded the scroll in his hand and saw that the direction of the pond and red path he had just seen had been reversed on the paper. The pond that was originally at the front was now moved to the back, and a circle of light was drawn at the beginning of the path. A decapitated man was drawn in the middle... The graphics suddenly began to develop, like an invisible pen drawing on the scroll, constantly adding new pictures.
On the scroll, a black forest appeared at the end of the twenty-eight stone figures, followed by a sea of fire, and then many mountains and rivers stretching, and a temple was drawn on the mountain... Yunkong was surprised when he realized that there was something floating under his feet. Feel.
He raised his head suddenly and saw that the second stone man beside him had broken away from the ground and was slowly rising into the sky, while his own body was gradually being pulled away from the ground!
When Yun Kong was shocked, he quickly stepped forward to run back. One of his legs was freed from the restraints, but he could not reach the ground, but the other leg was still pulled by the force.
In desperation, Yun Kong fell forward with all his strength, letting his upper body leave the range of gravity. As soon as he hit the ground, he immediately rolled his body. Only when he felt that there was no power to pull him, did he look back.
The third and fourth stone men also ascended.
Yun Kong ran away without saying a word!
The red road was like fat and fat pork, making it difficult to run. It was impossible to run fast at all. Yun Kong looked at the woods beside the road and immediately walked outside the red road, hoping to step on hard ground.
He was just about to step out when he saw that there was no ground outside the red road, but thick black mud. If he stepped on it, he didn't know if he would see the bottom.
"It's useless," an old voice came over, "You can't make the decision in this matter." The old man collecting firewood stood in the forest beside the road and threw a dead branch over. The dead branch fell to the mud, and soon It was swallowed up.
Yun Kong had no choice but to pull his legs back and walk step by step in the direction he came from.
The stone figures behind him rose into the sky one after another, and were sucked into the bright light of the disk.
The old man collecting firewood followed him in the forest, but his voice was still in his ears: "The path you are taking is not a new path, but the manifestation of past karma."
"My father-in-law! What is that thing in the sky?!" Yun Kong asked loudly towards the old man collecting firewood.
"It's the person who has been pestering you all your life."
"Why are you pestering me?"
"Because you have what he wants."
"Who is he?"
"My master told you."
Yes, Master said that. Qihu country. Chekong people.
"What do they want from me?"
"They want what you don't want."
"My father-in-law! I don't understand! Please tell me clearly, okay?"
The old man who collected firewood stood still and said, "I can't tell you, because you are the one who wants to forget it, and you are the one who is holding on to it. If you don't want to remember it, no one can tell you."
Yunkong couldn't look back at the old man collecting firewood. He was afraid that it would slow down his pace, so he had to shout: "My father-in-law! Who are you? Are you my heart?"
Maybe the old man was too far away, or maybe the old man didn't actually answer, and Yun Kong didn't hear his response.
Yunkong finally reached the end of the Red Dragon Road, and was still one step away from stepping out. He looked back and saw that the round light slowly moved along the Red Dragon Road, and the stone people lined up in the air and submerged into the bottom of the disk. in bright white light.
"You're back." Another old voice came in front of him.
An old man wearing a straw hat was sitting on the ground, with a guqin lying across his knees and playing with it with his fingers.
The guqin is silent because there are no strings on it.
Yun Kong hurriedly stepped out of the red road, and the twenty-eighth stone man immediately flew away.
"He's about to catch you, what should you do?" the old man said.
"This is just an illusion. He can't catch me."
"Then why did you run away?" The old man put one hand on the guqin and continued to play the qin with the other. "It's like an illusion, and the illusion seems real." The old man plucked his five fingers, and the guqin made a crisp sound, "This is not an illusion, this place is In the final analysis, the manifestation of your little thoughts is nothing more than the human world."
"This is real?"
"It's true and it's false, and it's true even when it's false. Do you remember what the piano master said before Buddha attained enlightenment?"
This is a famous koan in Buddhism.
The Buddha, who was a prince but left home to practice Buddhism, was learning the method of asceticism in India. He heard the piano master teaching his disciples: If you want the sound of the piano to be pleasant, when adjusting the strings, it will not work if it is too tight or too loose. You should choose the middle way, not tight or not. loose. It is said that Buddha had great enlightenment and changed his practice method.
His past life as a prince was too peaceful, and later in his practice, he deliberately sought suffering. Suffering and happiness are both extremes, so the middle path of neither suffering nor happiness is the right path!
After hearing these words, Yun Kong suddenly felt relieved.
"I see."
He turned back to the disk and looked directly at it.
The disk passed over his head and disappeared into the gray sky.
"Very good," said the old man, "you have faced it. This is a good start."
Yun Kong breathed a sigh of relief: "I just met the old man making tea and the old man collecting firewood. You must be the old man playing the piano."
"Nonsense." The old man took off his straw hat and smiled kindly with his bright eyes: "I am your master."
"Master!" Yun Kong was shocked, his eyes suddenly became hot, and his vision blurred immediately, but he couldn't see the master in the blur. He quickly wiped away his tears and knelt down on the ground: "Master, this disciple is unworthy. I didn't have time to go there at the right time. Ten years of agreement.”
"The reason why I have been dating you for ten years is actually to urge me to work harder," Po Lu said with a smile. "Otherwise, with my previous superficial abilities, I really wouldn't be able to help you."
"Then Master, the illusion just now..."
"It's your heart."
"Those two old men..."
"It's you."
"What about the twenty-eight stone figures?"
"It's a container. It's the fire of karma that boiled dead water in a broken vessel. It's been in chaos for thousands of years," Po Lu said sincerely, "but your heart is still pure and unsullied. It's just one step away." Po Lu stretched out his index finger.
Yun Kong nodded and said, "Wipe away the dust."
Polu nodded reassuringly and sighed, "Then I can go."
"Where is Master going?"
"When you used the round light technique to find me just now, someone noticed it immediately, and I had to hide you immediately."
Yun Kong recalled the sudden burst of bright light in the basin: "I guess those hole cutters have found you again."
"They are targeting me because they know that as long as they find you, they can find the person they have been looking for for a long time," Polu said, "and the person they are looking for is also constantly looking for you."
"But I was wandering around and it was hard for him to find me."
"It's not just that simple, there are people who deliberately made it impossible for him to find you."
Yun Kong was shocked: "Who is he?"
Polu looked back, not knowing what he was looking at. When he turned back, he said, "If I talk too much, they will easily notice your location." Polu waved his hand and said, "Open your eyes and go down the mountain quickly."
Yunkong was stunned: His eyes were already open.
As the thought passed by, a new scene suddenly unfolded before my eyes. I just saw the morning sun penetrate the mountain fog, shining a piece of light like a piece of white paper in the dark room. My ears were suddenly immersed in the rustling of bamboo leaves, and my nose could smell the dew. Earthy aroma.
