Many girls actually like boys who just hold them like this overnight and do nothing?

But Lin Yun actually didn't like it. Zhang Jue slept honestly all night, but she was lost. Lin Yun actually wanted Zhang Jue to be a lewd man, which was really strange.

"Brother Jue, what are you doing?"

Lin Yun leaned against the head of the bed, looking at Zhang Jue standing at the window with his hands behind his back, and could not stop transmitting the voice.

Zhang Jue looked at the morning of the first day of the New Year, and the crowds in this strange city were crowded with people. He said, "I'm thinking about some things. There have been a lot of things recently, and I need to figure them out."

Lin Yun nodded and covered her in the quilt again for a day. When Brother Jue was thinking about things, she didn't want to disturb her.

Why did Li Fangping kill me? He was determined to kill me?

Zhang Kaifu is my master. I was chased by his mortal enemy. Why didn’t he show up to save me?

Who made that sigh? Why did you save me?

At that moment, I saw a Buddha in the sky. Is that sigh a Buddha? It is impossible. I have no connection with the Buddha. Why did the Buddha save me? Is that a Buddha?

If you have to say that it is a Buddha, then there is only one who has something to do with me, but he is a Bodhisattva - Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva.

If that is really Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva, I have never seen him. He is just a legend in the underworld. Even the old man Zhang Yuanyi who went to the underworld in the Ming Dynasty had never seen him. Does he exist?

Countless mysteries filled my mind, and Zhang Jue felt that all this was getting more and more confusing. How could he tell the truth and falsehood? Are these all hallucinations?

Zhang Jue was about to explode. He stood in front of the window and frowned, but he could not grasp the clue at all. Since he met the black and white impermanence, it seemed that the whole world had been in chaos, and he could not tell the truth and the false. He was confused.

Taking a deep breath, calmed down. He looked at Lin Yun, who was huddled in the quilt, as well as a kitten.

A smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. This year was the most fucking time in more than 20 years. But there was a faint sense of happiness, which was considered a comforting voice.

Picking up the paper and pen and looking at the lively scene outside the window, Zhang Jue picked up the pen and wanted to write a poem. When writing a poem, he could calmly focus on his mood, but when writing a brush, he could put aside his distracting thoughts and keep his mind and firmly in mind.

However, he couldn't calm down. Zhang Jue gave up. His mind, which was originally full of vast literary heritage, was dry and drought at this time. It was stiff and could not even squeeze out a word.

"well."

After sighing, Zhang Jue picked up his pen and wrote "Guiguzi" on paper. After all, this is his subject, and the great road of the world that has been immersed in for more than 20 years.

In this irritable mood, copying Guiguzi may be able to calm down and concentrate. Only when the mind calms down can he calm down and think about all this.

Guangdong Ruoji, the saint...

He would not stop lifting his pen. Zhang Jue became more and more focused, and he just wrote. Running script changed into cursive script. Every word was sloppy, but it had a kind of arrogant charm of flying sand and stones.

Half a day passed, and he was still writing. The more he wrote, the more shocked he became. What was shocked was the vast content in this book, and the dissecting human hearts to a state of meticulousness. The more he wrote, the more focused he was, and he copied it in this mood. He actually had different insights. However, Lin Yun, after she was covered in the quilt, never showed up and did not disturb her.

Guiguzi in today's society is just a remnant. The first half is similar, but the second half has been lost for hundreds or thousands of years.

This is a strange book, which contains every detail and appearance of the transformation of human hearts. This is a masterpiece of the founder of the traitors. It is a strange book that no psychology book can surpass in today's society.

From the principles of the laws of heaven to the principles of saints, we will throw away the macroscopic and enter the microscopic, subdividing the principles of human mind and subdividing the rules and laws of the changes of all things in the world.

Whether this book is a materialistic or idealistic idea is still undecided. Because there is a golden rule that does not pay attention to any physical evidence, it is always mysterious and accurate. Materialistic and idealistic.

Yes, after all, during the Warring States Period, Guiguzi was already extraordinary. During the entire Warring States Period, all outstanding people were related to Guiguzi. He alone promoted the political changes in the entire Warring States Period. Finally, with the greatest thought of China, "Governance of Inaction", ended the war and the Qin Dynasty unified the world in a form of never showing up.

A person does not show up at all, but controls the world's pattern. In terms of ability, he can tell that he can only divide the world by no means.

His disciple Su Qin returned from Guigu. In just one year, he was sealed with the seal of the six countries. One of them served as the prime minister of six countries at the same time. He lobbled the nations and proposed the law of uniting the six countries, which made the fifteenth Qin State dare not leave Hangu Pass.

His disciple Zhang Yi returned from Guigu and soon became the prime minister of Qin. He proposed the method of uniting and defeating the mountain. Qin unified the six countries in one fell swoop.

In addition, Guiguzi's disciples were spread all over the Warring States Period, Sun Bin, Pang Juan, Shang Yang, Li Si, Mao Sui, Xu Fu, Huang Shi... countless, each of them was a familiar and awesome person.

How could "Guiguzi" written by such a strange man who spent his whole life working hard?

As the day passed, Zhang Jue shook his sore wrist and looked at the hundreds of pieces of paper that were written down and the dense scribbled handwriting. Taking a deep breath, his heart was extremely clear at this moment.

Reviewing the old and learning the new, the old sayings for thousands of years are true. After reviewing this brilliant masterpiece again, Zhang Jue felt that he seemed to have caught something, and he was just a little short of it.

Picking up the paper and looking at Guiguzi's opening chapter is also the central idea of ​​this book, and it is also the passage I gave to Wang Liping:

If you look at the ancient times, the sages existed in the world, and were the first of all living beings. They observed the opening and closing of yin and yang to name things. They knew the door to survival and death, planned the beginning and end of all kinds, understood the principles of people's hearts, saw the signs of change, and followed their doors...

"The way is simple!"

Zhang Jue shouted coldly, and suddenly his eyes lit up, and he understood.

Why did Li Fangping kill himself? Is it important?

Why doesn’t Zhang Kaifu save himself? Is it important?

Who is that sigh? Is it important?

What did you experience in the underworld? Is it important?

Who is the old man? Is it important?

Why did I feel like everything has changed after I came back from the underworld? Is it important?

And who is yourself and what have you experienced? Are all the mysteries, all the confusion, and all the dizzying problems important?

None of them matter.

What is important is actually only one thing.

This is just the line that can connect everything and everything together. What happened is not important, what cannot be understood is not important. As long as you find the line that can string everything together, any mystery will be solved.
Chapter completed!