Harry Potter Morning Light

On the way back to Fuzhou, Nick and his party rested in the villages and towns near Yanping Mansion. The weather was fine that evening, so he walked around aimlessly, just to enjoy the fun of walking.

At this time, he saw five people coming from a distance. Their appearance caught Nick's attention, because they did not walk along the mountain path, but walked randomly, climbing up a small hill, and running down immediately. During the stop-and-go process, I sometimes looked at the ground, as if I was detecting something, and sometimes I looked around, as if I was studying the scenery.

Nick kept wondering what they were doing, but couldn't figure it out. They walked around aimlessly, and came to Nick and the others inadvertently, but no one looked at them, so Nick followed them, wanting to see After all.

There were two people walking behind all the time, carrying baskets in their hands, which contained food and joss sticks. They looked younger, as if they were apprentices.

The third person was older. He looked anxious and held his breath, keeping his eyes on the compass in his hand.

One of the two people in front is holding a small gong and a bell, and the other is holding a stick, and from time to time they push the grass on the ground, as if looking for a hidden treasure.

The two old men talked as they walked, unable to hear what they were saying, and eventually they sat down in a resting pavilion and shared the food in the basket.

Could it be that they are "holding candles for a night tour"?

Nick also entered the pavilion, and it happened to be raining at this time, sheltering from the rain was a good excuse, so by "chatting", Nick asked what they were doing?

Man's predicament is largely caused by his inability to recall his life, or because his tool for recalling his life, that is, memory itself, has serious defects.

This is not what Nick said, but was recorded by two old people from an ancient book they saw.

First of all, we need to explain the meaning of the forty-seventh hexagram of the Zhouyi, the meaning of the sleepy hexagram. The rise is a good thing for most people. No one hopes that their lives will get worse and worse. Limit, if you try to rise again, you will encounter difficulties. This is the "sleepy hexagram".

There is also a kind of people who want to get rid of the current life, such as those coolies, they don't want to keep doing this, but how to get rid of this predicament? They need more money, so prices continue to rise, and only after they have accumulated wealth can they change their careers or go to other places.

The first hexagram of the sleepy hexagram is the ascending hexagram, and the last hexagram is the well hexagram. No one wants to be like Jia Baoyu written by Cao Xueqin. The family has undergone sudden changes, from rich clothes to poor food, as if falling into an abyss .

However, extremes of things will reverse, prosperity will decline, there is water in the well, people put down the wooden barrels, and then lift the barrels up, the well water nourishes people, and at the same time, the well water can be replenished continuously, so the hexagram of the well represents the noble character of "the best is like water". .

Change is the way to use the well, so the next hexagram is Ge, which means that if you want to get out of trouble, you must change. Change is the inevitable law of the change of all things. Everything in the world is constantly improving itself in the process of change, so as to survive in the change. Development, reaching the realm of "following the sky and responding to people".

Adults change, gentlemen change, villains change faces, but the most terrible thing in trouble is "do not believe what you say", or believe in the wrong person, whether it is stubbornness and unwillingness to change, or impetuous actions, random reforms are possible Was backlashed.

In the Turkish writings written by the Macedonians, a race called the Yin people was mentioned. They were very good at mazes, and they called the maze "Kadim", which means "ghost-binding knot". They believed that straight lines and The kaleidoscopic transitions and intersections between the curves serve to trap the ghosts, as well as their natural enemy, the mandrill.

There was once a Christian scholar who came to Wuyi Mountain to search for clues. He found this book by chance in the Istanbul library. Ptolemy was originally a general under Alexander the Great of the Macedonian Empire, because he was a Greek. He was particularly envious of the Aristotle Library in Athens, so he built the Library of Alexandria.

During the heyday of the Abbasid Empire, Alexandria, which once occupied Egypt, also transferred some books to the "Palace of Wisdom" in Baghdad.

There is a very ancient symbol ouroboros in alchemy, but the Yinyin people understand it as a "snake ring".

Their understanding of darkness is also different from that of modern people. People think that the eyes of blind people can't see anything. In fact, the opposite is true. The eyes of blind people contain the greatest darkness. People think that darkness is a dead silence. This is another absurd misunderstanding. Everything in the world Not only does it not disappear in the darkness, but black is the only color in the spectrum that cannot be attributed to one color. It is a huge theater that lacks all the characters, but contains all the plots.

There are only three things in the gray pupils of the blind man: night, poetry, and secrets.

The Yin people believe that hair is like coral. Every night, countless small insects carry the mines mined by people in dreams, and move along the hair. Masonry for the next section of paving.

The predicament of human beings is largely caused by the inability to recall their lives, or in other words, because the tool for recalling their lives, that is, the memory itself has serious defects. This sentence is handed down by the Yin clan.

The war between them and the mandrill lasted for an unknown number of years. The Yin tribe and the mandrill are like hunters and prey. The way to hunt mandrills depends on the weather. You can cast spells on rainy days, poison you on sunny days, and when the clouds are scales. It can be burnt with fire, and it can be smoked with ponytail. If you want to create a moving wind, you can use the fragrance of flowers to cast a flying knife and cut it. Tears can be used to quench sand into arrows.

Nick thought he might be talking about something like a woman's beard or a cat's footsteps, but the old man said that the most effective way to hunt mandrills is the maze. Where the ends of the snake rings meet, it represents the ecstasy array.

There was once a gardener in Tabriz who walked among marigolds, musks and lilies, his hands covered with dirt, and he recited the teachings in ancient scriptures "Every flower is dedicated to a god. "

He saves a Shiite maiden, an infant victim, who falls unconscious in the garden he tends.

It was the time of the Crusades, and the gardener might have died in the war, or a shadow backlash, and the girls lived with their children in the garden he planted.

"What is Shadow Backlash?" Nick asked.

"You can read it yourself." The old man gave Nick a book. "We are looking for a mandrill."

Nick finds it amazing, but also suspicious, who would tell such a secret when they first met.

Then the old man told Nick another story.

There was a painter who had extraordinary talent. He became famous early and won moderate attention in the local area, some of which were bought by several influential collectors. So this arrogant but good-looking young man lingered among salons and alcoholics, and soon contracted syphilis.

He captured several ladies, ladies, and maidservants, and infected the wife of one of his benefactors with the disease, after which he was given a drug made of dung beetles, hornbill droppings, white galbanum, and His hair, eyelashes, and eyebrows all fell off due to the medicine formulated with a small amount of pistachio seeds, his hearing has degenerated into a low-level humming sound, his eyes have lost all color, leaving only darkness, and his sense of smell cannot judge the attributes of a smell , but his only perception.

He smelled the severe cold and pain, and smelled another outline of his own being. Lying on a dirty little bed, he experienced the unbearable cold and damp alone, like a fermented apple, exuding a little sweetness.

He died alone, lying quietly in the darkness like a fallen autumn leaf.

Nick felt familiar to the second story told by the old man, but the last way of dying was too horrible.

For everyone, there is only one choice, and if you choose one, you cannot choose the other. Nick chose to escape, and he took the book and left after the rain stopped.

After returning to the boarding village, he asked Captain Yao if it was raining. Captain Yao said that it didn't rain at all, as if everything he experienced just now was just a dream.