Seeking the Way

A red coat Qinxue beauty,

Two sleeves shaking cold tears.

Three or two silver POTS of warm joongmae,

All around the wind calls people back...

The red Ping Le in the snow in the light dance hand sword, two sleeves rolled up snow like cold fall tears.

People on the side of the warm plum wine, looking at the emperor sister in a red dress in the vast white snow, the eyes showed a deep confusion.

"How long have you been here?" Minan looked at the glass in his hand, the glass is also reflected in the sky of white.

"It seems that... I can't remember."

The red dress seemed to be tired of dancing, turned back to Min 'an and sat down in front of him, looking at the full confusion reflected in Min 'an's cup of wine, and slowly sighed.

My Royal sister... Min An poured out a cup of wine from the pot and put it in front of Ping Le and asked gently, "Have you ever been confused in your jian heart?"

Pingle took the glass and went down, put the empty cup back, and calmly shook his head: "No!"

"What is it that your sword desires to cut off?" Min An asked.

Pingle looked at the people and slowly asked: "Who said that Jianxin desire must be cut?"

"What's that?" The people are at peace.

"The heart of the sword is the heart of the sword. You can cut or you can keep, what you want to cut off, and who I want to keep." Pingle said calmly.

Min An a delay, looking at the Pingle in front of him slowly said: "Third sister, you woke up early?"

Pingle nodded silently.

"Why don't you go back?" People asked.

"Because you haven't figured it out yet, I am a Jianxin, can help you!"

Min An nodded, looked at the sky of snow, gently said: "Three sister, may take care of this country for me?" I want to go out again!"

"This is just an illusion, why do you care about these false things?" Wouldn't the country just let him keep it?" Pingle asked.

Min An looked at the distance, and it seemed that there were three or two children playing in the snow, and the adults came out and patted the snow carried by the children's rolling body.

After a few words of explanation, the child naughty rushed into the snow with his partner to play up.

"Look at the world... So real, is it really just a false thing?"

Pingle to the distance that each other is tied to the people, the heart also rose confused.

"Human life may be only a dream, is it possible that the gorgeous scenery outside is still a dream?"

"Life is like a dream, and dream is like life..."

"If it is really only a dream, then the dream maker is not a deep feeling?"

Ping Le shook his head and smiled bitterly, "Who made this dream?"

Min An shook his head and smiled, "Who knows? It could have been you, it could have been me."

"Or could it be the dream of thousands of lives?"

"Even if it's just a dream... Why don't we finish this dream? A tribute to those who dream of it..."

Flat music back, looking at the Tao Yun Hengsheng people.

"This dream... Made you grow up a lot!"

Ping Le looked back at the imperial city and nodded: "I will look at this side of the dream world for you, you can find your way at ease..."

That year, Princess Pingle Chang acted in the court.

This year, Min An again out of the imperial city.

This year, Min An again to Gangnam...

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In the ghost gate of the divine realm, on the bluestone steps of the altar.

Three people have woken up, into an An and way birch first wake up, into the eye will see a white dress ning snow.

"Holy Father and Holy Daughter?"

Cheng An An looked at Ning snow has not yet woken up, suddenly a bright eye, with a stretch back, do not know where to take out a stout stick.

Into an An holding a wooden stick slowly towards Ning snow, but was pulled by birch.

"What are you going to do? Tao birch looked into an An action, a face of doubt asked.

"Bang the clunker." Cheng An An answer of course.

Tao Hua mouth twitching, full of black line asked: "You knock her to do what?"

"She is the holy Father and the Holy daughter! I don't like the Holy Father. The Holy Father is too pretentious. I knock one by one." Cheng An An frankly said.

"But you attacked people while they were still conscious of Guanzhong, didn't you do something inferior?" Tao Hua asked.

"What does it matter? The people of the Holy Father, everyone can "knock" it!"

Into an An a face bad smile, shake off the way birch holding the hand, slowly close to Ning snow.

Tao Hua shook his head and covered his eyes, it seemed that he could not see this brutal and bloody picture.

Into An An smile to walk to Ning snow body, raised his hand rough stick was about to start when saw Ning snow slowly opened his eyes, a pair of eyes face confused looked at her.

Cheng An An turned to the side of the gazebo pillar to point a stick in his hand, turned his head to look at the road Hua said:

"You see, I will say that the pillars of this pavilion are rosewood, right? It's the same as this rosewood in my hand..."

Tao birch tangled a bit, see into An An crazy wink, immediately echoed:

"Probably not, the color of this rosewood in your hand is lighter than that of this pillar, and I still think this pillar is made of pine."

"No, I think it's rosewood!"

"Rosewood is too expensive, who uses it to build pavilions?"

"Bluestones are expensive! Aren't they all under our feet?"

"When you say that, I think there is some truth in it."

It means that...

Ning snow looked at the two people who quarreled back and forth, smart as she would not see that this is acting.

However, she did not reveal, her nature is weak, it seems that all things in her mind are not important.

Do not value mortals, do not value reason, so it also led to the conflict with Su Mo in the palace.

Because human beings and reason are nothing in her eyes, only Tao and Buddhism are the things she insists on in her heart.

She has always been like a machine without self, just for cultivation and Buddhism.

Can see a few faces with Su Mo, and then even get along with it day and night for a few years in that fantasy, the calm Tao heart has been shaken.

Therefore, after waking up in the fantasy, she still spent several years with Su Mo.

Ning snow looked at the Su ink still sinking in the dream, a slight sigh, slowly sat down before the stone table, that looked at Su ink eyes are extremely complex emotions.

"Huh?" One side and way birch quarrel for half a day Chengan quiet down, looking at the sleepy Ning snow, a surprise in the heart.

Why is Snow like this? Seems a little different than I remember.

In the impression of an An, Ning snow also has no friends, indifferent...

But today's Ning snow why seems to be different from before?

"How long before they wake up?" Tao birch and into an An also sat down, looking at still sleeping Su ink and Gu Yu, into an An asked himself.

"It is! The understanding is also too poor, unlike our early awakening consciousness!" Tao Birch skimmed his mouth, seems to forget his awakening consciousness or rely on Su ink help.

Ning Snow White looked at the road birch, slowly opened his mouth: "He has already awakened consciousness!"

I don't know why, when she heard Tao Hua say this, her heart was immediately uncomfortable, and she couldn't help but open her mouth.

Into An An and road birch a leng.

"Then what's he still doing in there?"

Ning Snow looked at Su Mo, slowly opened his mouth:

"Seek..."

...

Min 'an all the way down Jiangnan, not on the way to stay, but all the way towards the memory of the peach mountain.

But... Three thousand Jiangnan scenery, none is peach mountain.

It seems that the peach hill has never appeared, it seems that it is only a dream within a dream of Min 'an.

"What am I looking for?

Min An in the south of the end is no longer to find the memory of the peach mountain, and then no longer attached to the peach mountain, began to walk the world.

Wind flower, snow moon, morning dew, evening...

Mountains, rivers, animal language, human language...

There are many things in the world, none of which is thought.

There are thousands of feelings in the world, all of which are thoughts.

It seems that everything you see is not what you want to look for, and everything you hear is what you want to see.

"It all seems right, it all seems wrong..."

Minan is addicted to the world, but can not escape from the world...

On that day the heavy rain came and the river swelled.

People in the rain to the river to stop and stand, the muddy river constantly stormed the bank, from time to time that rolled up waves in the bank of the block under the sky, and fell into the river.

The sound of water rushing across the river, but in the distance is covered by the sound of rain.

It seems that the danger in this river can only be heard by the people who stand on the river.

"What I see is only what I see." Min An shook his head and sighed.

"But I tried to find my way with what I saw in my eyes, and I fell!"

"The world is benefited by the five senses, but it is also trapped by them."

"The world cannot see what it sees, nor hear what it hears."

"Human cognition is thus, limited by the five senses! If I see only what I see, I shall never find my way!"

"My way... Not a flower and a grass, a thing and a thing!"

"The limitations of my five senses cannot bear my infinite search!"

Minan looked back at a loss and walked disappointed.

Just took two steps, Min 'an suddenly stopped and looked back...

He saw driftwood floating in the fast-flowing river, and the driftwood branches seemed to be caught in the rocks at the bottom of the river, so that the driftwood was hovering in the course of the river.

On the driftwood there were several strange beasts who were not to be named, and under the driftwood were several strange beasts in the river.

It seemed that the driftwood could not bear any more strange animals, and if another strange animal was mounted, the driftwood would sink or be swept away by the rushing river.

The beasts in the river desperately tried to climb the driftwood, and the beasts on the driftwood desperately tried to stop the beasts in the river trying to climb the driftwood.

"It's a dead knot! A voice sounded as the people settled down.

Min-an turned to look and saw an old man with two chess pieces in his hand smiling at him.

"The next generation has seen the predecessors!" Min An bowed and clapped his fists in salute.

This man is the old man who met alone playing chess in the depth of the peach mountain that year!

The old man waved his hand and looked at the slow, scenic opening in the river:

"Driftwood can only withstand the few beasts that are already on it, and if another beast gets on it, it will sink."

"So... If an alien on driftwood wants to live, you can't let an alien in the water get on the driftwood."

"But... Any beast under the driftwood who wants to survive has to climb the driftwood desperately, looking for a chance of survival."

"You can't judge it as good or bad or right or wrong, it's just a different standpoint..."

"It's a dead end. As far as they can see, one of them is going to die."

"Or die!"

"They are limited by what they see, so they have only two choices!"

Min An turned back and looked at the scene of the fierce struggle in the river, slightly fascinated.

"This world is like a river, one day the water will rise and wash away the living!" The old man looked at the river and slowly opened his mouth to say that the words were mysterious.

"The driftwood was as narrow and shaky as the fairy path is today."

"The strange beast is like a living creature, all just trying to survive!"

"But someone will die, and who wants to die?"

"But if we let them, they'll all die!"

Min An looks confused, slowly opened his mouth: "There is no way to do both?"

The old man smiled and looked at the people, without words.

Looking back at the river, the driftwood in the fast-flowing river raised a life-and-death dispute, which seemed to be an unsolved situation.

Suddenly, Min An swung, turned his head, looked at the old man, and asked:

"The river is like the world, the driftwood is like the fairy road, and the strange beast is like the living people.... What about us?"

"On the bank of the river looking at the river... What about us?"

The old man laughed and looked at the rain falling in the dark sky, and handed the sunspot in the black and white chess pieces in his hand to Su Mo:

"We are the chess masters!"

People an took the sunspot, the heart sounded like a thunder, looking back to the river.

Between trance, it seems that the river in front of you is no longer just the river in your eyes...

What I see has become blurred, but so clear...

"The chess man... What can be done?" Minan asked in a trance.

The old man touched his beard and slowly opened his mouth: "Those who hold chess must also follow the rules of all things." You can't turn all the beasts in the river into chess players and get them to land."

"But you can choose to kill one of them..."

"Like killing the beasts in the river and keeping the beasts on the driftwood alive."

"Or kill the beast on the driftwood, and let the beast in the river get on the driftwood!"

Min An shook his head: "Neither of these is my choice..."

The old man raised his eyebrows and said faintly: "That's the trouble, so go on, they will die!"

People An looked at the scenery in the river, the path in the heart and the scene in front of the mix, it seems that if you can not solve this knot, you can not print the obsession in the heart.

As time passed, it seemed that the twigs of the driftwood could no longer support the dispute between the two beasts.

People in a trance stretched out his hands, looking at his hands in peace of mind suddenly woke up.

Min An turned his head, looked at the old man, and gently returned the black chess piece.

"Actually... There is another option!" People an smile.

"Oh? What choice is there?" The old man asked with a smile.

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