(Preface: People outside the door talk about the cultivation of Taoism, like scratching the itch through the shoe. Although they are talking thousands of words, they are just a memorial, but they are not sure of the key points. Introducing, it is difficult to say it is easy to say it. For people in Taoism, it is just a layer of window paper. However, even this layer of window paper is a lifetime, many people can't find the way through the scriptures. Looking back, they either have an enlightenment or someone enlightens it.)

That night I didn't go to evening self-study, and I lay alone in the dormitory to rest. I just felt drowsy, as if I was asleep, and as if I was awake. In a daze, I heard two people walking into the room, and the sound of the words was Feng Junzi Monk Yun Fei-

Feng Junzi: "I didn't expect Shi Ye to be able to travel in the Yin God in his dream. It's amazing!"

Shang Yunfei: "You still have the face to say that, you can tell me what he looks like now? Do you just teach him a slutty person like this?"

Feng Junzi: "Yun Fei, first of all, I want to tell you that this is not a side-minded person, and secondly, this is not what I taught, it was done by himself, and I didn't expect it in advance."

Shang Yunfei: "What do you think you should do?"

Feng Junzi: "Don't you know everything? What's the solution?"

Shang Yunfei: "As long as he is calm, it will be fine after a while, and there is no need to force anything."

Feng Junzi: "I am really a master, I don't care about anything. Of course he can be fine this time, what should I do next time? If this continues, it will not be a way to be blessed and longevity."

Shang Yunfei: "That's not thanks to you. You need the person who tied the bell to untie it. You can remedy the trouble you caused."

Feng Junzi: "The person who tied the bell needs to untie it. This is a good thing. But it was not because of me, it was because the ghost appeared in the classroom. Without that ghost girl, Ishino, there would be no today, so the problem should be solved from her."

Shang Yunfei: "Feng Junzi, what do you mean?"

Feng Junzi: "I heard that there are six ways to achieve enlightenment in Tibetan Buddhism. If you teach the bardo achievement method to that little girl ghost and teach the dream view achievement method to Shi Ye, then everyone will be fine. This is the solution to the problem for people like us."

Shang Yunfei: "I have been working on the idea of ​​tantric Buddhism for a long time. Are you wrong? Sixty percent of them are the method of the White Sect. My master is the living Buddha of the Huang Sect. Besides, people like Shi Ye have natural supernatural powers and are very likely to fall into the path of devils. They are not suitable for practicing Tantric Buddhism at all. My master will definitely not agree. Even if my master agrees, can Shi Ye sincerely treat the Buddha?"

Feng Junzi: "The view of the world! If you say it is not suitable, it is not suitable? His talent is indeed a little inferior, but it can be considered one in a thousand. What we are talking about is saving people, but it is not a faction that is the one who is trying to recruit men to join us!"

Shang Yunfei: "Aren't you powerful? Why do you ask me? You have no choice?"

Feng Junzi: "Since that's the case, I won't ask you, I will solve it myself. But you should stop interfering in Shino's affairs in the future. Don't interfere with no matter how he does it. Don't say anything every day that anyone falls into the evil path and the demon path again."

...

That night, I was still repeating the dream. When I walked past the quiet campus, I was in a dream without realizing it. I stepped on the stairs, walked through the corridor, and came to the classroom door. When I reached out to push the door, I suddenly found someone wrote a big "dream" word on the door with chalk. This word is like a spell, and it is like a silent lightning in the darkness, which woke me up in an instant! Of course, I did not wake up from the dream and returned to reality, but was shocked in the dream. I remembered that this scene was the dream I had repeated for days - I woke up from the dream and realized that I was dreaming.

In this moment, my consciousness was no longer chaotic, but my mind was restored, and my brain started to work quickly: According to my previous dream experience, as long as I pushed open this door, the little girl would hear it and look up to see me. Then what? Then she would ask me: "Who are you?" and then I would wake up. Will this be the case again this time? I pushed open the door, and the door shaft made a sour sound, and then I saw the little girl's eyes and heard her question in my ears: "Who are you-?"

The sound was not loud, thin, and there was a hint of timidity, but it sounded extremely clear in the empty classroom. I pushed the door open and said something I had wanted to say for days but had no chance to say: "Little sister, don't be afraid, my name is Shino, what's your name?" This time, I finally walked into the classroom in my dream and woke up without habit.

"My name is Yiyi, brother, why are you here? How long have I slept?"

The brother screamed strangely because this was our first conversation. Before that, whenever I saw her, I thought of my sister, and when she saw me, she called me brother for the first time. The call was so natural. Her tone seemed to have no idea what had happened, but she had just woken up, and her expression seemed to be just awake. I had imagined in my heart many times what she would say if she spoke, but I never thought she would ask how long she had slept.

"I don't know how long you've been sleeping. Can you tell me why you are in the same place?"

"Before I fell asleep?" The woman looked at me blankly, frowned and seemed to be struggling to recall. Her eyes were very pure, but there was a vortex suction in the purity, and I couldn't help but look at her. In a trance, I had an illusion that I felt that her pupils were getting closer and closer to me, and they were getting bigger and bigger, allowing me to be included in it. Before I could react, the scene in front of me suddenly changed: the classroom is still this classroom, and the placement of tables and chairs has not changed much, but there is one thing that is, the details are wrong! Doors, windows, tables and chairs are no longer the same.

The classroom was still empty, with no lights, only the moonlight faintly shining in. There were two people sitting face to face on both sides of a desk in the middle of the classroom, one of which was the little girl, opposite her was a woman in her thirties and forties. I could only see the woman's side and expression when I stood.

"Yiyi, drink this cup of juice, and you will have a good sleep after drinking it." The woman's voice was very gentle, but with a hint of undetectable tremolo. For some reason, when I heard this sound, a feeling suddenly rose in my heart - despair, total despair! I suddenly felt something was wrong with it, and instinctively shouted "Wait!"

Unexpectedly, as soon as my voice sounded, the scene in front of me changed again. The people in the classroom disappeared, but the fire lights were lit outside the window! Is anyone opening a campfire party? I walked to the window and looked out. The scene outside the window was very different from the campus I was familiar with. The teaching building in the junior high school disappeared, and was replaced by an open square. The trees around the square were still vaguely distributed with a little familiar shadow, but they were much lower than what I usually saw. There were many people in the square, all around it.

There is a large podium composed of two desks on the middle. The platform is five or six meters wide and narrow. There are a few bright light bulbs hanging from wires above, and a large red cloth banner is pulled in the center. The dazzling white words on the banner read: Defeat... Liu Zigui! People around them waved slogans, red flags, trumpets and other various things, shouted hysterical slogans, but couldn't hear what they were saying. Some people held up torches, and the fire I saw was from the shaking torches.

There was a man kneeling in the middle of the platform. The gray Zhongshan suit was pulled so hard that it didn't look like it. He was wearing a high white paper tube hat on his head, and the hat was tilted with ghost-like brush words. I couldn't see his face clearly, because at this time, two people were leaning his arms left and right backwards, and pressing his head downwards at the same time, and their faces were almost pressing on the ground. The two people pressed the man in the middle, and they were also leading the slogans. As their mouths opened and closed, there were roars like tsunamis below the audience.

I suddenly recognized a person, who stood on the left hand of the kneeler and was pressing him hard. This person's face was He Zhuoxiu, the principal of Wucheng Middle School today! He was just much younger. I looked at this young man, no, it should be said that he was the young Principal He, and suddenly a feeling penetrated my mind. This feeling was - a strong pleasure! This pleasure appeared like a devil, which scared me, and then reflected that I felt that Principal He was in his heart, because I heard the voice in his heart.

"I am also pressed to the ground by the high-ranking people! You are more knowledgeable than me! You are born superior to me! Everyone respects you! I hate the kind of demeanor you speak! I hate the kind of posture you walk! But you are also today! I am also trampled under my feet! Everyone cheers at me! This feels great!..."

I shivered for no reason. At this time, a riot suddenly appeared in the audience. Someone threw things up. It was not tomatoes or eggs, but various things in their hands, including large and large stones. At the beginning, there were only one or two people. Then more and more people threw things, all at the person in the center of the platform. Unfortunately, most of these people were not very accurate in throwing them, which affected the two people around the person. Seeing this, the two let go of their hands and flashed to the side, but when they dodged, they pushed forward with unwillingness. The man in the center of the platform had just straightened his waist, shook his body forward, and his head was rushing down, and his figure was submerged in the fanatical crowd. Some people exclaimed, but more people were cheering hoarsely...

What is this place? Is this still a campus? What exactly is I seeing? Is it an illusion? Just as I was surprised and suspicious, a person suddenly heard behind me: "What you see is not an illusion, but a reappearance of the real scene, which exists in the memory of the ghost."

As the voice sounded, the strangeness in front of me suddenly disappeared. I was still standing in front of the classroom window, but the school landscape had returned to normal - the quiet night and the shadow of the trees outside the window were still quiet. I turned around, Feng Junzi was standing on the other side of the classroom with a smile on his face. Seeing that I was confused on my face, I pointed at the little girl in the classroom before I could ask questions and said, "Don't be surprised. Now you are in her dream, I am in your dream... What you just saw was her memories... I told you that he was enlightened in his heart. You sensed the Yin God in her dream, and also sensed the ghost's heart, which is the ghost... You were able to feel what others thought in her memories just now, and the same was true."

Feng Junzi obviously knew what I was thinking. As soon as I opened my mouth, I answered almost all my questions. Instead, I didn’t know what to say. It took a long time to ask: “Feng Junzi, am I dreaming? Then why are you here?”

Feng Junzi was still laughing: "I came when you came. If I don't come, how can you come in? You are indeed in a dream, but this is not an ordinary dream. This is my unique method. Now you will not understand it. Let me tell you that this little girl is the daughter of Principal Liu of our Wucheng Middle School twenty years ago... Principal Liu died twenty years ago, and his wife and daughter committed suicide by taking medicine. This is a big event that caused a sensation in Wucheng Middle School. But you didn't have you yet... I know you have many questions in your heart, but this little girl just woke up and she had more questions. You can talk slowly. You may take some time to let her understand what happened."

"What's going on? Where are you going now?"

"She only remembers that she fell asleep and didn't know she was dead. You woke her up. Then you explain everything to her. This place is so gloomy and scary. I dare not stay here." Feng Junzi said as he walked to the door, and suddenly remembered something and said, "You have dealt with the matter in your dreams and waited for me at the entrance of the city stadium at 6 o'clock tomorrow morning. Don't forget to bring Qingming Mirror. If you have anything to do during the day, I'm going to go to bed. By the way, I put an alarm clock on the head of your bed. The time is 5 o'clock, and you will wake up at that time. Don't disturb me, goodbye!"

...

The alarm clock of Dingling woke me up. When I opened my eyes, it was just a little brighter. An alarm clock was placed at the head of the bed, and time pointed to five o'clock. My consciousness was still a little dazed. I couldn't believe that time had passed for only one night. The dream of my last night seemed very long, and I experienced more than a few hours. I remember Feng Junzi appeared in the dream, and clearly remembered that he walked out of the classroom, but the memory later was a little blurred. I didn't know how I carefully explained her current situation and everything in the past to the little girl named "Yiyi". I only remember vaguely that she finally threw herself into my arms and cried for a long time, and the tears wet my shirt. Does the ghost have tears? I subconsciously touched my body, but fortunately it was dry.

I remembered that Feng Junzi asked me to meet at the entrance of the city stadium at 6 o'clock this morning. This is a dream date. Could it be true? Will Feng Junzi really wait for me there? Will I go? After hesitating for a moment, I decided to go! The best way to solve all the questions is to go there. If Feng Junzi is really waiting for me, then everything in the dream is true!

I didn't eat breakfast, so I washed my face and put on my clothes and walked out of the school gate. Today I felt a little different. My body and spirit returned to normal. The dizzy and uncomfortable feeling disappeared a few days ago. I even felt that the air was fresh and had a hint of sweetness. When I arrived at the entrance of the stadium, it was not much or too much that time, just six o'clock, and I saw Feng Junzi standing there waiting for me from afar.

When I saw him, he saw me and greeted me from a distance: "Don't be dazed, come over quickly, yesterday's dreams were all real."

I walked over a little bit, and even a little bit doubted that I was still not awake in my dream. I stood in front of Feng Junzi and had a lot of things to ask, but I didn't know where to start. After waiting for a long time, I only said one sentence: "Yiyi is so pitiful!"

Feng Junzi looked at me and replied faintly: "Who is not pitiful in the world? Liu Yiyi was only thirteen years old when she died. His father detoured from the United States from Hong Kong in the 1950s. Before liberation, he had been promoting and educating the theory of saving the country. After liberation, he also returned to his hometown and practiced himself as the principal of Wucheng Middle School. He was a very respected scholar. Unfortunately, he died at the hands of a villain. After his death, his wife and children were also denied a dead end. Don't ask me how I know, in fact, there are some records in the school's archives, and Wucheng Middle School's school history."

"Why did Yiyi stay in the classroom twenty years later and become what you call a ghost? Did she come back to take revenge?" When she was a child, she also read some ghost stories and remember more about plots such as ghosts.

Feng Junzi frowned: "I don't know what's going on. That guy Shang Yunfei refused to teach me the bardo achievement method. I think it's not because of you, you moved the Qingming Mirror, and something happened! Another reason is probably because of that desk. Have you noticed it? The desk you saw in your dream yesterday was the desk where Yiyi sat now. Although twenty years have passed, that desk has been in the classroom..."

When Feng Junzi reminded me, I also remembered it a little. The desks in our school are very interesting, and they do not replace the old with the new ones uniformly. But if the table is broken, they will find a worker to repair it. If it really doesn't work, they will change to a new one. Anyway, the style is the same. This may have happened in other schools. In this way, there is a very likely table, which has been kept in the classroom and has been used by batches of students, even twenty years. Two days ago, He Jun used a knife to carve letters on the table. The new patterns exposed on the table were pure white and very hard. I know that this is the wild walnut wood in the mountain, which is a very strong and durable wood. The carpenters in our place are generally used to make furniture legs, and it is completely possible to use it for decades. While I was thinking, I heard Feng Junzi ask me: "What are you planning to do? Do you want to help her?"

"I do want to help her, but I don't know how to do it."

Feng Junzi sighed softly: "You either don't touch such things at all. If you interfere, you have to take care of them to the end, otherwise it will be very troublesome. Unfortunately, you intervene. I heard that some people do not know that they are dead after death. If they are awakened in a dream, it is a very terrible thing. The Yin God may be maintained by resentment until it disappears or the wish is over. I don't want another resentful soul in this world. But since I don't want to believe in the six realms of reincarnation, of course I don't know how to pass away. I can't help her, and Shang Yunfei is not willing to help her."

I seemed to hear something from Feng Junzi's words: "Rebirth and Transfer? What do you mean? Do you think Shang Yunfei has a way to make her disappear? Why do you have to do this?"

Feng Junzi: "I don't want to do this either. Letting a person disappear is killing people, and letting a ghost disappear is killing ghosts. There is no difference between killing ghosts and killing people. It's just that I don't know anything about ghost cultivation, so I want to find an opportunity to see how Shang Yunfei did it. Unfortunately, this kid is not fooled and doesn't want to teach me."

I suddenly remembered that I heard the conversation between him and Yun Fei in a daze last night, and mentioned several words such as "Dream Conception Achievement" and "Bardiocentesis Achievement", so I asked: "I seemed to hear Shang Yunfei say last night that you want to write tantra. What's going on?"

Feng Junzi's face looked a little embarrassed, and he coughed dryly and replied, "I do have an idea. I want to study their secret methods, but the most important thing is to help you... Since Shang Yunfei is not fooled, you have to find a way yourself. I'll ask you to come here today to let you learn something."

"What did you want me to learn? Do you want to teach me spells? That's great."

Feng Junzi shook his head: "Don't be too happy too early. I only understand the alchemy, and you can't learn my alchemy now. The most urgent thing is to solve the problem of that female ghost. You can't let her see Principal He at that time. Once the Yin Shen feels resentment, it will be troublesome, so I plan to take her away for the time being and find a way when you can help her."

"Why can't you meet Principal He... What does it mean to take her away... When can I help her?"

Feng Junzi: "Don't be anxious, listen to my explanation slowly. Principal He is her enemy, but a person's fault is a revenge, and who should we seek to take revenge if everyone in the world is wrong? We don't understand the things in that era, so we have no way to resolve this grudge. Your current situation is best to take care of yourself first, but you will be half dead when you see her in a dream. If you want to help her, do you want to die? The first thing you need to learn is to cultivate the essence of things and strengthen the body. This is also the first step that practitioners need to do, called practice shape. As for how to practice shape, I cannot teach you directly, and you need to understand it yourself."

"How can I understand if you don't teach me?"

Feng Junzi smiled mysteriously: "There are more than one master in the world. You can follow me today, and I will take you to see it."

I followed Feng Junzi into the stadium, which is an open leisure place for citizens in Wucheng City. At around six o'clock in the morning, many people were exercising on the grassland, some were running, some were dancing swords, and a group of old men and women in the middle of the square were practicing Tai Chi. Feng Junzi nodded and greeted an old woman who practiced Tai Chi, then turned around and pointed at the group of people and said to me: "I'll test your eyesight. Among these people who practice Tai Chi, do you see anyone special about it?"

I looked at it for a long time and didn't see any tricks, so I had to guess and ask: "Are you talking about the old lady who greeted you just now? I didn't see anything special?"

Feng Junzi wanted to laugh a little and held back: "That old lady is my elementary school class teacher. She is not in good health. I am not talking about her. Look at that old man, the one wearing white clothes." Looking in the direction of Feng Junzi's finger, there was an old man about seventy and eighty years old, wearing a pure white training suit, and was gestured in the center of the venue. His movements seemed to be much more standard than others, and there was an indescribable spirit in every move, but I didn't see anything else special.

I looked at Feng Junzi with a puzzled look. Feng Junzi saw the question in my heart and said with a smile: "You are really just a penis and can't see anything else. Aren't you wearing the Qingming Mirror? You'll know by looking at it with the Qingming Mirror."
Chapter completed!