Chapter 194 I Must Return to That World
Su Tang had been depressed for a long time, and her vacation was extended indefinitely. The hospital leaders were afraid that she had a mental problem, and they suggested taking her for a check-up several times.
But Su Tang rejected them all. She just said that she needed time to rest.
The hospital leaders agreed and told her to have a good rest and to call them if anything happened.
Su Tang is a rare talent, and the hospital is willing to make things convenient for her.
She stayed at home, reading various metaphysical books every day, trying to find some solution.
Until the cell phone rang stubbornly for the umpteenth time.
It was Xiao Li, a young colleague in the same department who believed in metaphysics.
"Tangtang, are you okay? I heard everyone said you're not in good shape..."
Xiao Li's voice was filled with worry. "I know you've been having some...unexplainable things lately, and you're feeling down. How about going out for a walk? Relax?"
Su Tang's voice was hoarse and nasal: "Relax? It's no use going anywhere..."
"Hey, I know a place that's really magical! You know Fengming Mountain on the outskirts of the city? There's a really old Taoist temple on the top of the mountain. It's a bit remote, but it's said that there's an old Taoist priest there who has some real skills and isn't the kind who scams people out of money."
"Go climb some mountains, work up a sweat, and...what if something happens? Why not ask? It's better than staying stuck at home all by yourself!"
The obsession to go back has become Su Tang's only support. Even if it is a straw, she will hold on to it tightly.
After hearing what Xiao Li said, she said in a hoarse voice: "...Okay, thank you."
Xiao Li studied Chinese medicine. She used to be said to be performing shaman rituals at home, and she indeed knew a lot about metaphysics.
Maybe what she said was true?
The next day, Su Tang arrived at Fengming Mountain, dragging his body as if it had been hollowed out.
She had no interest in the scenery, and climbed up the mountain path mechanically with an indescribable energy.
Somehow, she strayed from the main road and plunged into a dense forest behind the mountain that was rarely visited by people.
The woods grew denser, the light dimmed, and the surroundings were so quiet that only the sounds of her footsteps and breathing could be heard.
She began to feel uneasy and was about to go back the same way.
When I looked up, I saw an old Taoist priest with white hair and beard sitting under a huge ancient pine tree in front of me. He was wearing a tattered Taoist robe and had his eyes closed in meditation, as if he had been waiting there for a long time.
Could this be the spiritual old Taoist priest that Xiao Li mentioned?
The old Taoist priest slowly opened his eyes, his gaze clear and bright, unlike that of an old man.
He looked at Su Tang and sighed, "A soul from another world, haunted by obsessions, why bother coming here?"
Su Tang's heart was suddenly shaken. She rushed over and asked anxiously, "Master! Do you know about my situation? I beg you, tell me how to go back? I must go back!"
The old Taoist priest looked her over and said slowly, "This rift in time and space is extraordinary. By chance, your soul left your body and landed in the other world. Now your body is still there, and your connection with this world is still intact. This is a blessing in disguise."
Su Tang's eyes lit up instantly: "You mean, I can still go back?"
"It's difficult, but not difficult."
The old Taoist stroked his beard.
"Your connection with this world is gradually weakening, but your connection with the other world is deep, especially your blood relatives and your beloved ones, who are all anchors.
Perhaps you could try using thoughts as a bridge, objects as a guide, concentrating your mind and thoughts. At midnight, when yin and yang alternate, without distraction, visualize the people, objects, and places there. This might strengthen the connection and provide a glimpse of a path back home."
Seeing Su Tang's confused and anxious expression, the old Taoist priest spoke more bluntly.
"Late every night, take the most important thing in the world and think wholeheartedly about the people you want to see and the places you want to return to. Keep doing it, and maybe you'll feel something."
But remember, sincerity is the key to success, while confusion leads to failure. Don’t force it, and don’t give up either.”
This sounds too mysterious, like psychological comfort.
Su Tang was skeptical, but this was her only clue.
She hurriedly asked what she needed, but the old Taoist shook his head and said, "You know it best." He said no more and closed his eyes again, as if he had become a part of the pine tree.
No matter what Su Tang said afterwards, the old Taoist priest refused to pay any attention to her.
Su Tang went down the mountain in a daze and returned home.
Looking at this cold and unfamiliar modern apartment, I felt confused.
The most important thing?
That world...did she bring anything back from that world?
She suddenly remembered something!
She frantically searched the pockets of the white coat she had worn that day.
After returning from the northwest, she changed her clothes and didn't move again.
Sure enough, in the corner of her pocket, she felt a small handful of dried camel thorns stained with a little yellow soil.
She picked this up accidentally while watching Lu Xiao and Cheng An playing in the northwest yard, and then put it in her pocket.
That's the stuff of that world.
At eleven o'clock that night, Su Tang sat in the darkness, tightly grasping the handful of dry camel thorn, putting aside all distractions and shouting in his heart over and over again.
Lu Xiao, Cheng An, she wants to go home.
She didn't know if this would help, and even felt like a fool.
Time passed by minute by minute, and just when she was about to give up in despair...
Suddenly, the darkness before my eyes shook like water waves.
Then, she vaguely saw a familiar scene.
That was her and Lu Xiao's home in the northwest, the familiar house, the familiar cabinets, and the wild flowers she grew in cans on the windowsill.
And by the window, sitting there was an extremely haggard, unshaven man, it was Lu Xiao.
He was holding her hand tightly, pressing it against his cheek, his lips moving as if he was saying something silently.
"Lu Xiao!"
Su Tang screamed excitedly and subconsciously wanted to pounce on him.
But her body could not move at all. The scene before her was like being covered by a swaying curtain of water. She could see but could not touch anything.
Lu Xiao seemed unaware of anything and was still immersed in his own world, watching over the unconscious woman lying on the bed.
But at the moment Su Tang shouted that, it seemed as if they had a telepathic connection.
Lu Xiao suddenly raised his head, his bloodshot eyes looked around in surprise and suspicion, his brows tightly furrowed, as if confused by the unusual feeling just now.
The scene lasted less than ten seconds and then disappeared suddenly.
Su Tang fell into darkness again, gasping for breath, his heart pounding, tears streaming down his face.
But this time, they were tears of ecstasy.
The Taoist method works!
She saw Lu Xiao, although she couldn't touch him, and although it was only for a moment, she really saw him, it was not a dream!
She held the precious camel thorn tightly, as if holding the only link between the two worlds.
She must return to that world!
In the world of books, Lu Xiao still held his wife's cold hand tightly.
The inexplicable throbbing in his heart just now made him feel inexplicably uneasy, but he couldn't figure out what was going on.
I can only clench my hands tighter, as if that would protect everything.
It must be an illusion, otherwise why would he feel that he heard Tangtang's voice?
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