We walked in the forest for a long time, the scenery did not change, is still tall trees, quiet, can not hear the birds, no other plants, can not feel the breath of life.

It is like a huge tomb made of these trees.

It is no wonder that the monks of the millennium ago wanted to form a legal phalanx to stop the spread of this forest, and if it really continues to develop endlessly, it is likely that the whole earth will become like this, and there will be no later development of human civilization.

We came to a big tree, which looked no different from the other trees, and they looked as if they were designed with the same specifications, and were very similar in thickness and length.

Pointing to a scratch on the tree, Bean said, "This is a sign I made, and I saw that the bald head was chained next to the tree."

Ange went over and touched the tree, and he seemed to say something to Bean, I couldn’t hear.The trees are in the sky, and the crown is covered with gray, and it is not true.

Bean said, "The older brother said, "Since the bell is here to pass through the chain, he will let you sit here, chained to the tree."

I was worried and asked if there was any danger.

Bean said, "I don't know, I've never been through this tree chain."

I walked over and patted the tree, not feeling anything different.I said to Bean, I agree with Chain, you tell them.

The three of us passed the news through the bean, and we sat in the southeast and west of the big tree in three directions, sitting on our knees to settle down.At first, it was tense, always breathing unevenly, and then slowly calmed down, and the heartbeat gradually calmed down, reaching a state that seemed to sleep non-sleeping.

At this moment, the tree slowly stretched out its branches and stretched out in the air, like a tree opening its arms and extending its hand.One branch fell on Ange, another on the two dragons, and the last on my neck.

My mood was still very nervous, trying to control my breathing, only to feel that the branch was wrapped around the neck, and then suddenly raised countless small thorns on the surface and pierced into the skin.The pain is not painful, but because of excessive tension, I have a layer of goosebumps, just to fight, after a turn, look again, if there is danger, I still have the heart curse protection, it is not too big to absorb this ancient Marubeni tree!

We linked through the branches to the big tree, and it felt strange, like a computer being connected to the web.In an instant, I felt that there was a lot of fluctuation of the information, this big tree seems to have gathered a lot of people's thoughts, it is not forced to instill in me, I have a lot of autonomy, can access, but also to maintain the status quo.

I was hesitant to enter the information pipeline that could not enter the big tree, so I peeked at the two dragons and Ange.The two of them closed their eyes, their expressions were smiling, and they were extremely immersed, and it was obvious that they did not have such concerns as mine, and had already intervened in the inside of the tree.

I looked at Bean, which was sitting under the roots of the tree, looking at me.

When I gritted my teeth, it was so hard to get out.I quickly settled, trying to read and communicate with the big tree, and at the moment of contact, my consciousness suddenly seemed to be sucked into something, and the next second brain went blank.

How long this gap lasted, it is not good to say, there is no time concept, it may only be a moment, it may be a long time.

I slowly opened my eyes and saw that this forest was gone, only a big tree in front of me, sitting under the root of the tree.This man was wearing an unscruples of an ancient monk, a snow white, shaved head, and a very handsome foreigner, who looked like a movie star.

What is this place?Who is he?

The foreigner was in the process of being settled, with his eyes closed, with a smile on his face involuntarily, similar to that of Ange and the Second Dragon.I have a lot of experience in practice, and I know that this kind of smile is the purest smile of human beings when entering the Zen Hyatt, unconsciously coming out on the corners of the mouth.

I did not dare to disturb him, around the tree to look around, this place seems to be only this tree alone, and look far away, a gray, here seems to have been separated by the world.

I turned around the tree and went back to the tree, the foreigner opened his eyes gently, and he saw me, and his face was still a faint smile, as if my appearance was expected.

“Who are you?”I asked him.

He said, "Septado."

Who is that, I don’t know.

Strangely, I know that he does not speak Chinese, and I do not speak his language, but the communication between us is undisturbed, and it seems that he understands and reaches the point of mind communication.

I know that now I am thinking that I have entered the information pipeline of the big tree.Communication within the tree is directly the flow of mind, not in the language of the flesh, those are stern.

I sat next to him and asked, “How did you get here?”

Siddhartha did not answer me, but said a word, people feel an indescribable taste, he said, "I am not happy."

I lay half-lying on the trunk, looking at the gray sky, and sighing, "It's all the same."

"I was not happy, I had to find a way to be happy, I went through many places, tried a lot of methods, until once a hungry dying, a young girl saved me, fed me hot soup." 」I suddenly found that it was the purest happiness, and then I found the tree, and then I settled under the tree, and finally realized the meaning of happiness.

He said so much in one breath.

“What is that joy?”I asked.

Siddhartha said, “Happiness is knowing oneself from within.”

“Do you give me chicken soup?”I laughed and said.

Siddhartha: “It’s not chicken soup.To find happiness is not to talk about theory in metaphysical terms, but to confirm the practice, there is no specific method, there is no step by step practice, even if you know that happiness is there, you can't really reach the other side of happiness."

“That’s good to say.”I said, “Then you find happiness, and then what?”

Siddhartha stood still.

I said, “What is the purpose of finding happiness?”

“Happiness and purpose?”He thought more and more.

I said, "I don't know what happiness is, I don't know what it's like to be happy, maybe happiness is to go ashore, don't listen to me."

Siddhartha looked at me deeply and shook his head: “No, happiness is not the ultimate goal, it is not landing, and there must be a deeper core behind it.”Your question is good, and I'm right, and I'm going to keep trying."

We are talking about the five foreign girls who suddenly came out of the gray space, dressed in yarn, barefoot, with long hair, and very beautiful.They had a swing under the tree, a young girl sitting, and two other girls were pushing her.There was another girl singing and dancing.The most beautiful girl sat on the ground, her hands on her knees, her face at me and Siddhartha, her long hair fell, and I had never seen a girl look so melancholy, it seemed to melt everything in the world.

These five girls have their own characteristics, some lively, some gentle, some can sing and dance, some melancholy, almost all of my fantasies about young girls.

I couldn't help but sit up straight, with that old song, and those girls, clapping my hands full of rhythmic dance.

Siddhartha was unmoved, sitting on his knees on the ground, his mouth smiling, the most cattle thing was that he did not meet his eyes, but looked at the girl's performance calmly, neither resisting nor pandering.I could feel that he had really reached a calm state of mind like a clean water.

The melancholy girl suddenly pushed down the pot in her hand, and a large amount of water flowed out and flowed all the way to our feet.

Her attractive eyes looked at us, and there was a strong love in it.This kind of love is contained in the melancholy and sad eyes, and can kill everything.My heart throbbed, and my hands trembled.

Siddhartha was unmoved, blind, and unheard.

When these five girls saw him like this, they slowly retreated and returned to the gray mist, not for a long time, only to listen to the sound of landslides and tsunamis, a large amount of sea water poured out of the fog, and the land around us was submerged in an instant.With this tree at the center, we became an island.The waves roared around, the turbid waves were empty, and the sky was full of lightning.

Siddhartha was still unmoved, tens of thousands of black soldiers appeared on the waves, and they shot at Siddhartha with their bows and arrows, and the dense arrow branches were overwhelming.I was so scared that I hid behind Siddhartha, and the arrows were about to shoot, and suddenly turned into a snowflake in the air.

The big waves, the big water, the black soldiers disappeared for a moment, and only the cool snowflakes fell quietly.

I took a breath, the whole scene from the beauty to the killing arrow, from the wind and waves to the quiet snowflakes, I felt like I had experienced a roller coaster of life, I seemed to think of something, and did not really touch it.

At this time, a person came out of the gray mist, and I looked at it and was surprised.It was Siddhartha himself, who was wearing a snowy white side-scuttered monk, looked handsome and had a faint smile on his face.

I looked at Siddhartha, who was sitting under the tree, and at Siddhartha, who was coming, there was hardly any difference.

Siddhartha came, sitting opposite Siddhartha under the tree, as if they were looking in the mirror.At this time, Siddhartha, who was meditating, slowly moved his eyes and said gently, “Who are you?”

"I am the devil."The one who came said, "It is also your law."