Asking for a strange fate
In the early morning, the sunlight is hazy, and among the snowy mountains and forests, a light gray is faintly tinged with clear blue and purple, which is picturesque.
"I'm going to practice. Please speak softly and remember not to disturb me until I wake up."
After Jiang Jingyuan had breakfast and washed up, he raised his voice lazily and said something to the red-haired fox next to him. Without waiting for a response, he turned and walked into the bamboo house.
Sheng Liang was stunned for a moment, then realized what was happening and opened his mouth, looking at her receding back, wondering, this person... why did she suddenly become so diligent?
In the room.
Jiang Jingyuan was wearing an extremely simple, loose white robe. He lay flat on the bed, pulled a corner of the quilt to cover himself, and then closed his eyes with peace of mind.
Lazy? Too hard? She just never felt happy before.
Now, she felt the gentleness and soothing feeling, and immersed herself in it unconsciously. She liked it, and naturally she would practice diligently.
Jiang Jingyuan sank into the endless darkness, even forgetting the darkness. He didn't even know where he was. He forgot to explore his surroundings and would not distract himself to explore his surroundings.
In a state that seemed to be half trance and half awake, as she approached a certain point, the scenery around her suddenly changed.
The darkness was lit up by golden, almost white sunlight, a thin and light white veil fluttered, and figures sat down at the familiar white round table.
Jiang Jingyuan just looked at it, in a daze and relaxed for a long time before he slowly came to his senses, the concept of the surrounding scene emerged in his mind, and a smile appeared on his face.
"This is the Prime Minister, everyone."
One person smiled and said, "I know we all understand, but I still want to remind you before we start."
The figure beside the round table also smiled and nodded slightly.
The figure said:
"Practicing cultivation is just practicing cultivation. It doesn't necessarily lead to the scene we have now. Our current scene is actually no longer practicing cultivation."
"We are here, I solve my puzzles."
“It’s just the scenery along the way.”
As soon as he finished speaking, an imaginary rabbit beside the table suddenly pricked up its ears, a look of sudden enlightenment appeared on its face, and it raised a paw and said, "I found out I was wrong!"
The various illusory figures at the table looked over—
It seemed that only when Jiang Jingyuan appeared here for the first time did he see them all transformed into human form. Afterwards, rabbits, flowers and plants often appeared in this bright room, and many more turned into boundless and invisible things, just existing in the room.
The illusory rabbit said seriously:
"I found that I used to be obsessed with the roadside scenery."
Jiang Jingyuan was stunned when he heard this.
The illusory rabbit said, "The purpose of cultivating immortality is to enlighten the mind and self. Strangeness is just a process of possibility and non-existence, but I gradually became the one who only pursued strangeness."
It said: "I am using various methods to reproduce the strange, wanting to see more and greater strangeness. I am obsessed with the strange appearance, putting the cart before the horse and chasing the trivial."
Jiang Jingyuan suddenly felt a sense of enlightenment in his heart, remembering that he had the same obsession before, and even felt anxious, uneasy and regretful after finding that he could not control it.
"Congratulations, I noticed it."
The figures around the table smiled and praised and congratulated.
The rabbit's ears twitched immediately, and he said happily, "It's time to notice it now. If I'm not careful, I might be obsessed with it again. I need to keep doing this for a long time."
Jiang Jingyuan and the figure at the table both smiled and nodded, "That's it."
The room was silent for a moment. In front of him on the left, Jiang Jingyuan heard the familiar voice again:
"Come on, everyone, keep asking as many questions as you want."
Jiang Jingyuan looked over, and He smiled and said, "If you have any doubts, come in here and let me answer them for you. If you don't have any doubts, there's no need to cling to this place. Just focus on your cultivation."
Jiang Jingyuan leaned casually on the back of the chair. She didn't have any questions to ask for the time being, but she knew that she was uneasy. It was just that the doubts and bottlenecks had not yet surfaced for her to notice. She wanted to hear other questions of her own.
"I have doubts and insecurities."
Suddenly, the illusory figure of the girl in red on the right slowly stood up. Jiang Jingyuan looked over and saw the girl in red walk away from the round table and stand by the bright window. She raised her hand and a board as tall as a person instantly appeared.
The figures beside the round table turned to look over, and the invisible and boundless people in the room also noticed.
There was a huge piece of paper nailed to a wooden shelf that was one meter high. The girl in red was holding an ink pen in her hand but she did not write or draw immediately. She just looked at them.
Her face was blurry and illusory, but other beings could clearly sense her expression... or rather her heart, which seemed indifferent and confused.
She said slowly:
"When I refused to accept my fate, fate forced me to do so. After I accepted my fate, fate again helped me to let go of appearances. I no longer accepted my fate and no longer attached to appearances, but now... it seems as if fate has suddenly made me review my destiny."
Someone asked, “How do you say that?”
The girl in red was silent for a moment, then said, "Even not accepting fate and not being attached to appearances are included in the fate book."
"So you accept your fate again?" someone asked again.
The girl in red paused and said, "I'm just looking back." Then she explained, "My... didn't it directly jump out of the fate book and contradict the fate book?"
She said self-deprecatingly, "Do I need to ask the gods in heaven again?" She laughed again, slowly shook her head, and said, "It seems the difference is even greater."
"Then what are you struggling with?" the rabbit couldn't help asking.
"I'm struggling..." The girl in red raised her eyes slightly, thought confusedly for a while, lowered her eyes, turned sideways, picked up the pen and wrote and drew on the paper.
She used a pen to touch the words "想成仙" (want to become an immortal) and "成仙" (become an immortal) on the other side of the line. "Just like I want to become an immortal."
She then clicked on "mortal" below "want to become an immortal" and said, "It's impossible for a mortal to become an immortal, but I'm cultivating immortality and will become one. I thought this was defying heaven and changing my fate."
The girl looked at the figures at the table and said, "Why was I so decisive back then, without hesitation or even any wavering, in refusing to accept my fate?"
All beings in the room stared at her silently.
She said word by word:
"Because I found out, it can be changed."
She said, "Even 'changeable' isn't just 'changeable'. In fact, fate is not fixed at all, so I can only call it 'changeable'."
Jiang Jingyuan said subconsciously: "In this case, there is nothing left to recognize?"
"I wanted what I couldn't have, and I got what I couldn't have. I thought this was because I had changed." The girl in red looked at her, "But I suddenly remembered that even what I wanted and what I would definitely get after wanting it were already written down in the fate book."
——It’s an idea, the idea has already been written down.
The red-dressed girl said bewilderedly, "It's not me who changed at all... Even my thoughts and likes and dislikes were already written in stone. So what about me? Who am I?"
who I am……?
It is not just an empty cry, but a question that comes naturally and uncontrollably.
The beings in the room fell silent.
The girl in red pursed her lips and said softly, "I am still following my destiny. How can I... not acknowledge it?"
The quiet and desperate voice gradually became tinged with subtle sadness.
She paused, took a deep breath, regained her composure, looked at them, and said, "I don't know if you can understand." She explained, "I'm experiencing my own phase. Recently, I've suddenly realized that the way I think is very different from many other people. I can only describe it as clearly as possible."
"Okay." The beings around the table all spoke up, "We understand what you mean."
Jiang Jingyuan also hummed, and said to the others, "I noticed."
For a problem or multiple angles of multiple problems, the starting point of their thinking is a point, and countless lines extend forward from these points at the same time. When the lines reach a critical line, they suddenly become a ball of feeling. That ball of feeling is stiff for a while, and then whoosh, that ball of feeling throws out the result and how to do it.
So they only know the conclusion and how to do it. The process is that feeling, and the explanation has to be taken apart from that feeling and converted into words. Many times, after explaining the process, they even forget the conclusion, so explanation is extremely difficult and troublesome.
They don’t know what the so-called “others” are thinking specifically, they just feel the difference more and more clearly.
But here, you are yourself. Even if you are different in different phases, you can still understand each other - understand through silence and understand through feelings.
The girl in red nodded in understanding.
"You admit it again?" someone asked.
The girl in red said, "But then...how do I explain it?"
"You don't recognize it?" the man asked.
The girl in red was silent, then slowly said, "I...rather than accepting it or not, I just don't want to accept my fate. I don't know which one to accept, the two are very conflicting."
“There’s no conflict.”
The familiar Him said softly.
Jiang Jingyuan and the others looked over suddenly, and their eyes, which had seemed sad and confused even to themselves, suddenly burst into anticipation.
An invisible feeling spread to the hearts of countless beings in the room, suddenly dispelling their sadness and confusion, and the figures at the table couldn't help but smile.
Tears flickered in the eyes of the girl in red. She pursed her lips and asked unconsciously with a sob:
"I feel that feeling that explains everything... but I'm deeply sorry. I'm still the one in the photo, and explanations without clear words make me panic. Could you please explain it to me in words as much as possible?"
He nodded gently, smiled, and said softly, "The past, present, and future exist and yet do not exist. The fate book can be a reflection of past and even earlier beliefs and predictions, present experiences, and a review of the future. There is no conflict. We are ever-changing, and the fate book will change with us. It will record the hidden changes in our hearts and what we will look like after these changes."
He said, "Look, the fate book reminds, records, and recalls that it is time for you to ascend to heaven."
"Then why are there always some special people in the world whose experiences don't match their fate books?" The girl in red paused and asked.
Jiang Jingyuan listened quietly, and suddenly remembered something. He was born in the Jiang family of Yuanguo. Had the Jiang family of Yuanguo ever considered these things for him?
She had never thought of these things on herself before, but when the opportunity arose a while ago, she heard Yan Rugui mention it casually.
——I have considered it.
At birth, or even before birth.
When Jiang Jingyuan heard this, she didn't react on the surface, but she was stunned in her heart. She always thought that the old-fashioned people of the Jiang family had nothing to do with these things.
But Yan Rugui said that there were many such things, but only one person knew about them. Others, including the emperor, empress, and Rong family, did not know the details.
Moreover, Yan Rugui told her not to ask out of curiosity, because since it had been hidden in someone's hands, he would definitely not tell her.
Suddenly thinking of these, Jiang Jingyuan felt complicated.
However, he wanted to hide, but he was not the only one who experienced the same thing. There were also people who were stubborn and did bad things... Jiang Jingyuan didn't know if something really bad had happened at that time, and she didn't think about it anymore. Worrying about it would only lead to distraction.
Everything is the best.
She closed her eyes and slowly leaned back. The moment her body relaxed, fatigue and stiffness suddenly emerged. She then realized that she had unknowingly tensed her shoulders and neck.
Jiang Jingyuan exhaled, raised his eyes calmly, and looked at the illusory figure in front of him on the left, waiting for his answer to the girl in red.
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