Wandering

Chapter 69 Plants and Trees Chapter 086
(Inscription: The title of this volume is "Grass and Trees", and this inscription is the general inscription of this volume. As the saying goes, "People are not grass and trees, how can they be ruthless?" Of course, people cannot be ruthless, but everyone thinks The so-called feelings are not the same. But this sentence implies a premise, that is, the grass and trees are ruthless.

Buddhism talks about sentient beings in the six realms, there are animals but no vegetation.I once asked a weird old monk: "Why don't plants and trees enter sentient beings? Is it because plants and trees are ruthless?" Vegetation does not move, and if it does not move, it is ruthless is also an answer.As a result, the monk shook his bald head and replied: "No, no, monks can't kill living beings on a vegetarian diet. If plants and trees enter sentient beings, what do you tell the monk to eat?"

I looked at the purple sand pot in my hand and opened the lid. Green leaves were floating in the water, exuding the fragrance of tea.Feeling suddenly in my heart, maybe in the eyes of grass and trees, people are also ruthless.Then it's not that the grass and trees are ruthless, it's just that the so-called love is different, so they can't talk about the same way. )
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In the dream, she was walking towards the school outside the school gate, while I stood at the school gate waiting for her and waved to her from a distance.When she saw me, she came over and asked, "Shi Ye, do you have anything to do with me?"

"Yes, I have business with you, do you remember, I said, I want to tell you about Liu Yiyi."

Teacher Liu looked around: "Didn't we agree? You will come to my dream and talk about it in the dream."

"Now this is a dream, and we are in a dream." I told her as softly as I could.

"What? Are we dreaming now?" Her voice was surprised!Also, ordinary people often don't know that they are dreaming in their dreams.

"Yes, I have a way to prove it to you, you give me a hand."

Teacher Liu looked around again, then looked at me hesitantly, and stretched out a hand hesitantly.I hold her hand and transform my thoughts in her dream and my delusions.The scene in front of me changed, the sky darkened, and there was no sound around. I sat side by side with her on the steps beside the school playground, exactly the same scene as when we talked that night.Teacher Liu noticed this change and exclaimed, "My God! This is really a dream!" Then he disappeared.

She woke up in a dream!Ordinary people's dreams are unreal, and it is easy to wake up from sleep when disturbed, which is something I can't help.When the dream was transformed, the dream and the delusion were broken at the same time. She woke up lying on the bed, and I also came out of the delusion. The Yin God was still standing by her bed, watching her open her eyes.

Teacher Liu looked a little lazy, as if she hadn't fully woken up yet, she rubbed her eyes, put on her coat and sat up.He muttered to himself: "Why did I dream of him again? Is this dream real or fake? It has been many times."

When I heard this, I felt a heat in my heart, as if something rushed up.Today is only the second time that I have actually walked into her dream. I didn't expect that she has dreamed of me many times!Does she often see me in her dreams?Is she thinking of me too?What does this mean to her?

Teacher Liu turned on the desk lamp, leaned on the head of the bed in a cloak, hugged a big pillow in his arms, and meditated there, not knowing what he was thinking.I saw the paper and pen on the desk next to the bed, and wanted to pick up the pen and write a few words to tell her that I was by my side, but I held back.I didn't want to scare her or let her know that I was watching her from her bedside.I can only wait quietly until she falls asleep again and enters her next dream.

After waiting for a long time, she finally turned off the light and got into bed again.This time she didn't sleep well, the quilt was not tightly covered, and half of her shoulders were exposed.The weather in December is very cold, I don't want to see her freezing, and I lift the quilt for her by the method of imperial property.Yinshen Yuwu's strength is very weak, covering her shoulders with a quilt almost exhausted all my strength.She frowned a little naughtily, and said something vaguely in her mouth.

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"Miss Liu, are you going to participate in the activities of the Mei Wending Memorial Hall tomorrow?" This time I was afraid that she would wake up again, so I didn't tell her that it was a dream.

"Yeah, didn't you go too? I heard that the school leaders directly named the three of you to participate in this event. Ishino, I know your identities. Do you have any mission to participate in this event?" Liu The teacher is really Bingxue smart, she has already thought of this question, probably not in a dream, she thought about it during the day, and just asked me in a dream.

"Yes, there is a mission. My mission is to monitor the abnormal behavior of all the people who participated in this seminar. Especially those few foreign experts. I think this mission may be related to the secrets of the Mei family. So I advise you to be careful."

Teacher Liu: "I see. Special people like you may be very interested in the things of our Liu family, so you have come to steal them. The thousand-year history of the Mei family has always been mysterious, and it is impossible not to have their own secrets. I will Be careful, but you should be more careful."

Her words are enough, I don't need to say more.Today I don't plan to mention Liu Yiyi's matter, because I didn't intend to tell her that this was a dream.I suddenly remembered the trick Feng Junzi had played with me, and wanted to try it too.I told her: "Ms. Liu, I remember you have a butterfly-shaped hairpin. Can you wear this hairpin tomorrow? When you see me, take off the hairpin and hold it in your right hand?"

What I said made her very puzzled: "Why? Why should I do this?"

I smiled and said, "If I see you take off the hairpin with your right hand, I will point to my heart with the middle finger of my left hand. Don't ask why, you will understand tomorrow."

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Early the next morning, Shang Yunfei and I went to the Mei Wending Memorial Hall to report, and the seminar did not start until the afternoon.When I went, Feng Junzi and old man Tang had already arrived, and they were standing in front of an exhibit in the front yard, discussing something.Seeing me, Junzi Feng greeted me: "Shi Ye, you came just in time. Tell me, what are the two most vile and shameless words to describe people in your country?"

"What? I don't know."

"I know!" Shang Yunfei, who was on the side, saw a stone tablet broken in two on the ground, and replied, "Kick the widow's door! Dig the grave of a dead family!"

I didn't expect the little monk to speak foul language.I saw that there was a sign in front of this stele, which said "Mei Wending's Tombstone".I only heard old man Tang say: "That's right, it's just digging the grave of Juehu! Does the Mei family have no descendants? Why did you dig up all the tombstones here? They were broken into two pieces! You really can't find any cultural relics in your museum." Has it been exhibited? How could such a thing be done? Is this place to commemorate Mei Wending or ruin Mei Wending?"

I didn't understand what they were talking about until I heard this.Unexpectedly, the Mei Wending Memorial Hall dug up all of Mei Wending's tombstones for this exhibition, it is too much!Fortunately, these people don't know that Mei's Forbidden Land is full of greenery, otherwise they don't know how it will be ruined?When old man Tang was talking to Junzi Feng, the curator of the memorial hall and the director of the Municipal Bureau of Culture looked ashen but said nothing.They can't do anything about it, and the few who swear in different ways here are not under their control.

Teacher Liu also came during the conversation. She wore a light yellow cashmere coat today, without makeup, but she looked more elegant and refined, with a romantic attitude.I noticed a tiny butterfly-shaped hairpin pinned to her hairline.When she saw me, she seemed to have unintentionally removed the hairpin with her right hand.And I saw this scene out of the corner of my eye, and quietly pointed to my heart with my left middle finger.The folder in Teacher Liu's hand fell to the ground, and she bent down to pick it up again, trying to maintain a calm expression.

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Director Gu gave me the task of monitoring those foreign guests.It is said that it is an international seminar, but in fact there are only five foreign guests, and there are only two real experts, namely Professor Park of Seoul University in South Korea and Professor Takeuchi of Waseda University in Japan.I don't like Laopu or Takeuchi!Because these two guys saw Miss Liu's eyes were squinting, and they wanted to stick their eyes on her.During seminars and exchanges, these two old things always like to hang out with Teacher Liu, complimenting her on her beauty, giving her small gifts, and inviting her to drink coffee at night.Teacher Liu politely declined.

Except for these two old ones, the other three young ones were not very good.Professor Takeuchi brought along an assistant, a young man in his thirties, surnamed Kobayashi, who liked to bow when he saw people, and when he bowed, his expression was stern and arrogant.Professor Park brought two assistants, one male and one female, the male may be a teaching assistant, and the female is a doctoral student he brought.That woman is simply a treasure. When she saw the fruit plate on the coffee table in the lounge on the first day, she exclaimed: "Do you have such big apples in China?" Damn!Is that a big apple?What's more interesting is that during dinner, at Tianxiang Restaurant, the chef first served a few cold dishes, one of which was fragrant pickled vegetables made from Gaoganbai, a specialty of Wucheng. The girl picked it up and tasted it, and asked suspiciously : "The kimchi here is not authentic, who did you learn from?"

Hate it, hate it, my surveillance still didn't relax at all, and soon I found out that there was a very suspicious person, Professor Takeuchi's assistant Kobayashi.This person was not interested in purely mathematical problems at the seminar, and kept asking what else the Mei family left behind in Wucheng?What are the representative cultural relics in the collection of the memorial hall?I think that all the things that the Mei family can find are probably in this memorial hall, even Mei Wending's tombstone was dug up.Of course, I am not qualified to participate in the discussion of the meeting. I am just a receptionist serving the venue and accompanying the visit, and it happens to be convenient for me to observe carefully from the sidelines.

On the afternoon of the second day of the meeting, arrange to visit the cultural relics of the memorial hall, and the tour guide is responsible for explaining.There is no professional tour guide, and Mr. Liu is responsible for explaining the relevant historical relics.Xiao Lin listened very carefully, asking questions almost everywhere.After the group visit, everyone was free to enjoy in the various exhibition halls of the memorial hall. I winked at Feng Junzi and monk Yunfei. They both understood and quietly stared at Xiaolin.

Kobayashi came to a display case seemingly casually. The display in this display case was Mei Wending's "Theory of Computing", a total of more than a dozen volumes of thread-bound ancient books, said to be the original authentic works preserved by the people.I saw Xiaolin gently and rhythmically tapping the wooden frame of the display cabinet with two fingers, and the ancient books in the cabinet were slowly opened page by page.He has the ability to control objects in the air, he really is not an ordinary person!

Junzi Feng and I both found out, but it was Shang Yunfei who cast the spell.He did the same thing as Kobayashi, but also stretched out one hand, stood far away on the other side of the booth, and gently tapped the table top of the showcase with two fingers.When Shang Yunfei moved his finger, Xiao Lin's finger seemed to be pressed by something, and it stopped there and could not move.Shang Yunfei didn't imitate him to move those ancient books, because if he moved the books, the strength of two people might tear the books to pieces.

The fight between the two of them was silent, and almost no one else noticed in the entire exhibition hall.I saw blue veins protruding from the back of Xiao Lin's hands, and his white face turned blue.He suddenly raised his wrist, Shang Yunfei's fingers trembled, and there was a crisp sound, and several large cracks appeared on the large glass on the surface of the showcase.Everyone in the exhibition hall was startled, Xiao Lin took the opportunity to withdraw his hand, and stepped aside as if nothing had happened.

"The quality of glass in China is really bad, even in museums!" The female doctor from Korea came over and chatted.

"Miss Jin, what did you say?" Feng Junzi approached her and asked her. Seeing his smiling face, I thought he might be trying to play tricks.

"I said that the quality of the glass here is poor, and the booth in the memorial hall will be broken by itself." Before she could finish her sentence, Feng Junzi suddenly moved his arm back, and quietly grabbed my hand, and heard "crack", " There were two crisp sounds, and the two lenses of her glasses were shattered into spider webs for no reason.Feng Junzi finally couldn't help making fun of others.

Miss Jin was so startled that she almost jumped up. She took off her glasses to see what was going on.Feng Junzi still said with a playful smile: "These profiteers! Miss Jin's glasses must have been made in China, right?"

"Well, yes, yes, I did it at BJ a few days ago." Ms. Jin replied in a bit of embarrassment.

"The leather boots Miss Jin is wearing are so beautiful? Where did you buy them?" Feng Junzi was still at a loss for words.

"Seoul." Miss Jin answered casually while looking at her glasses.As soon as she finished speaking, she heard two Zizis, and two big openings were opened on the feet of the two boots at the same time, exposing the socks.With sharp eyes, I saw that there was a hole in the front of the sock on her right foot.

(End of this chapter)