Rebirth: Fight For Life

  Chapter 221 Don't tangle when you have done a good deed (supplement)

   When Guan Yue woke up, Gu Song's people were gone.

   He dialed the phone and heard Gu Song on the other end say, "I've already arrived at the airport, and I want to go back to Yongning to fill in the volunteers."

   Guan Yue was silent for a while, but still said: "I don't ask why, but don't blame yourself, you really did your best."

There was silence on the other end of the phone. After a while, Gu Song said, "You can continue to stay in Yanjing for a few days, help Zhao Hongtao to complete the team, and connect with Jian Yushu. You can take care of the Internet cafe and do it all. After that, go back to Yongning."

   Guan Yue put down the phone, wondering what happened to Gu Song.

   Sitting there, Guan Yu kept thinking about the details of yesterday.

  Gu Song specially called him from the western suburbs of Yanjing, and just took him to his house to tell the decoration workers, and took some tools by the way.

   Then, at a barbecue stall in the courtyard that didn't taste very good, I ate from nine o'clock to two o'clock, and I didn't mention anything serious.

   But Guan Yue didn't think about anything else, he only remembered that Gu Song rushed into the Internet cafe by himself.

   Maybe he knew better than himself that fire is difficult to put out, but he still didn't hesitate, and rushed into the Internet cafe with the guy.

   Guan Yu was also unable to cover the fire after the sand was poured. When he turned to the back door and saw that the Internet cafe was on the second floor, it would be useful to have tools from the inside out.

   He sat on a chair in the hotel room, thinking wildly until the phone rang.

   "Yes, I'm... well, I'll come over here."

  …

  Gu Song was sitting on the plane, looking at the clouds outside from the porthole.

  No matter what, things are over.

   The impact of this fire that year was actually beyond the imagination of most people.

   So many lives, especially the lives of most of the nearby college students, brought a direct response to the wanton rectification of the Internet cafe industry.

   Secondly, it brought the game industry to the forefront, and even caused the subsequent console games and e-sports to be impacted.

After reading the file, when he didn't find the black technology encyclopedia at first, Gu Song chose to use the "Legend" fire to supply installations to Internet cafes. This idea of ​​the Internet cafe management platform is used to accumulate wealth.

   In this route, there are clear nodes and outbreaks, which are areas that will have dramatic turning points within three years.

   Everything else was fine. Gu Song didn't feel much guilt for making money from the Internet cafes and games.

   These two industries will grow wildly and vigorously with more of oneself and less of oneself.

   But there are two questions always pressing on Gu Song's mind.

   The first thing is that the game will indeed make many people's fates slide down. Gu Song couldn't stop the general trend of the entire industry, but he wanted the norm to come earlier. Therefore, he deliberately wanted to promote the convening of the game forum and put forward his own views.

   The second thing is the arson case in the Arctic Internet Cafe.

  Gu Song didn't want to prevent it from happening in advance. The violently burning fire has its warning significance.

   But Gu Song must also prevent it from happening, after all, there are many fresh lives.

   In the end, he took the risk of being seen by Guan Yue, and even if he bet all his courage and determination to struggle, he still left regrets.

  The white clouds outside the window congealed into blocks and slowly slid under the eyes.

  Gu Song knew that he actually figured it out himself.

   Even if he reads the file, he is not a superman. The natural and man-made disasters he knew could not be blocked by him one by one.

  What he can do, he does his best.

   But when he was really prepared, made up his mind, put himself in danger, desperately trying to survive, he couldn't help but blame himself.

   Until the plane landed, his emotions were still in this state of self-soothing and self-blaming.

  Gu Song was temporarily decided to return to Wuhu Lake.

   Continuing to stay in Yanjing, he was in a panic.

   But when Wuhu fell, he couldn't think of where to go.

   All the way out of the terminal, Gu Song stopped a car.

   "Where are you going, sir?" The driver is still a cultural person and speaks politely.

  Gu Song thought for a while: "Go to Guiyuan Temple."

   Guiyuan Temple is not a thousand-year-old temple, and it has only a history of more than 300 years, but it is a well-known jungle in the country.

  Gu Song did not come to visit, nor did he know any friends here.

   Entered the temple gate, at least the atmosphere was quiet as he thought.

  Gu Song went all the way to a quieter place and found a tree near the Sutra Collection Pavilion, and sat there.

  This afternoon, there were many tourists in the temple. Either laughing and laughing, or passing by Gu Song quietly.

  Gu Song also saw a monk, and he came over and entered the Tibetan Scriptures Pavilion.

   He just emptied himself.

   Until you're sweaty.

   It is mid-July, the hottest time. The weather of the Wuhu furnace is really not a joke.

   "Donor, the abbot please."

  Gu Song was stunned for a moment, and looked at the little novice in front of him and didn't know what to do.

   The little novice has already led the way.

  Gu Song followed behind and went straight into the Tibetan Sutra Pavilion, feeling a lot cooler immediately. The little novice took him to a room on the first floor. Gu Song went over to take a look. The window was facing the place where he was sitting just now.

   There was a couch beside the bed, and a very old monk was sitting there and smiling at him. The old monk's eyes have only a small gap left, the light in the room is not bright, and Gu Song can't see the famous hall.

   The little novice just said that it was the abbot’s request. Although Gu Song didn’t know the person in front of him, he knew that he was a big man in Buddhism. He also learned to fold his hands and salute: "I have seen the great monk!"

  The old monk smiled and pointed to the opposite side: "Sit down and cool down."

  Gu Song sat down, and the little novice brought a bowl of tea.

  The old monk smiled and said, "If I hadn't finished chanting the scriptures and looked out the window and found you sitting there, I wouldn't have any thoughts in my heart. Little donor, don't do this if you have something on your mind, it's easy to get heatstroke."

  Gu Song laughed dumbly. With such an opportunity, he simply let go of his arms and asked sincerely, "Great monk, there is something that makes me uncomfortable, and I would like to ask the great monk to clarify my doubts."

  The old monk nodded slightly: "I can't tell fortunes, I can't unravel."

Gu Song almost laughed out loud, and after a little bit of his emotions, he said, "I knew something tragic was about to happen, and I could have prevented the teacher from being unnamed in advance. When something happened, I rescued someone, but in the end there were still people killed. Master, I Did you do something wrong?"

   "Little donor, how many lives have you saved?"

   Gu Song said sadly: "But there are still two people who died in the sea of ​​​​fire."

  The old monk saluted. He said: "Little donor, seeing you sitting still under the scorching sun, I must blame myself for not stopping in advance."

Gu Song nodded, and the old monk proclaimed the Buddha's name and said, "Everything in the world has a destiny. If the little donor has a heart and a good cause, he doesn't need to be too attached." He paused and sighed: "60 years ago, I am the same size as you, and I often feel remorse when I rescue the wounded in the beacon smoke. Why didn't I insist on saving a few more? Why didn't I choose another village. But when the manpower is poor, if the small donor really feels ashamed, Then remember, this life is still long."

   Gu Song showed some pain: "Master, if you know what tragic things will happen in the future, but you can't stop them one by one, how can you convince yourself to live your life with peace of mind?"

The old monk stared at Gu Song earnestly for a while, then smiled slightly: "Since you know that you can't stop them one by one, why do you have to convince yourself? If the little benefactor can always be compassionate and do what he can in his life, Naturally, you can live with peace of mind.”

   He got closer and said, "If you know what tragic things will happen, remember to do what you can."

  Gu Song saw the look in his eyes clearly, and couldn't help but be shocked. Those eyes were so clear that they seemed to have seen through everything.

   "Saving a life is better than building a seven-level pagoda. Don't blame yourself for the little benefactor." The old monk smiled funny, "I'll write you a few words and send you a good person card!"

   After he finished speaking, he spread out a small piece of paper on the case, picked up a pen and dipped in ink and wrote seven large characters: Don't get entangled in doing things well.

  Gu Song looked at these seven characters with strange expressions, and they really had a unique flavor.

  The old monk smiled and asked, "What's the name of the little benefactor?"

   "Customer's Gu, Wu Song's Song."

  The old monk also wrote: As a gift to the little friend Gu Song, in the summer of Xinsi, the abbot of Guiyuan Changmingshu.

   "There is no seal here, you can read more about this character yourself."

   The ink was quickly dry, and Gu Song took the calligraphy with both hands and said sincerely, "Thank you, the great monk."

  The great monk Changming returned the salute.

   After Gu Song left, the great monk Changming was still sitting there without moving.

   I always felt that when the little donor said those words, there was something else.

   Make up for the 24th birthday of Loli to ask for a leave of absence, and make a call for the legendary abbot of Guiyuan Temple! This part of the plot related to the Internet cafe is very risky to write now, but this is a hole dug from the beginning, and there are a lot of foreshadowing that have to be filled. Secondly, I also want to use this to write about the heart of the protagonist. Ask for a recommendation ticket!

   (end of this chapter)