What can I do to you

Although it was on the sand, the four words "can you do what I can do to me" were written very freely by Zhu Haishan.

Looking at these four words, Bian Xuedao vaguely understood the difference between himself and Zhu Haishan.

Just like his appearance of thick eyebrows and big eyes, and self-importance without anger, Zhu Haishan's personality has genes such as boldness, adventure, fear, and romance. Therefore, he took advantage of the trend of the domestic and international times and made arrangements around the world, and was engaged in industries such as energy, minerals, ports, overseas trade, information technology and military industry.

Bian Xuedao even thought that Zhu Haishan, whom he didn't know, was a very extraordinary person in his previous life.

However, learning the Tao on the Bian Dao is not Zhu Haishan. They have different personalities and abilities, including their different backgrounds. Learning the Tao on the Bian Dao cannot copy Zhu Haishan, so he can only grow into an upgraded or luxurious version of learning the Tao on the Bian Dao.

However, now facing Zhu Haishan, Bian Xuedao suddenly felt a little inferior. Yes, it was inferior.

Who is Zhu Haishan?

If you have been dealing with high-ranking officials and elites from all walks of life, you will become a person who wants to become an elite.

When he saw Bian Xuedao's appearance, he guessed what he thought in his heart.

Zhu Haishan wrote: Not counting the previous life, I am 76 years old this year, you are 2 years old this year, I have 6 years of life experience than you, so I see that things are more transparent than you, would you like to listen to me telling me about my experience?

Bian Xuedao Zheng’s key point.

Zhu Haishan wrote: Nietzsche believes that human spirit has three levels of realms, namely camels, lions, and infants. Camels represent responsibility, meaning that people have the power to bear perseverance and keep moving forward in the cold and adversity.

Shaving flat, also write: The lion represents grabbing and freedom, it is the evolutionary state of camels. When in the camel state, they can only be silently persevering and must obey others' guidance and accept other people's orders. However, after becoming a lion, they can make their own decisions, be responsible for themselves, and roar "I want"

Shaping, continue writing: Babies represent reincarnation. In my opinion, babies and Taoism return to simplicity are the same. In fact, what Nietzsche is talking about is a person's life. When young people learn, seek knowledge, accumulate, reach the peak in middle age and become king, and return to dullness in old age. To put it bluntly, it is the same as sunrise, middle heaven, and sunset.

Zhu Haishan said something, but he could understand it but not understand it.

It seems to understand, because what Zhu Haishan said is not new to an old reviewer. If you open the supplement page of the newspaper, don't do anything like this too much.

I don’t understand, because Bian Xuedao knew that Zhu Haishan would definitely have an intention to tell him these things, because Zhu Haishan did not say it, but wrote it. It was quite exhausting to write so many words on the sand.

Bian Xuedao thought Zhu Haishan had written so much, but the words in the latter would be a little sloppy, but Zhu Haishan's years of reciting cultivation were reflected.

I saw that he was not anxious or slow, and he wrote again and again: You and I are both lucky people. In this world, there are many people who have been making camels all their lives, even cattle, horses, pigs and dogs. They have never been able to evolve from camels to lions in their lives, and a small number of them directly transitioned to babies.

Seeing Zhu Haishan writing this, Bian Xuedao understood what Zhu Haishan wanted to say.

Shaving the sand, Zhu Haishan wrote: Only you and me can directly transition from a camel to a lion stage in the shortest time, and can maintain the state of a lion king for a long time.

After taking a look at Bian Xuedao, Zhu Haishan continued to write: With such luck and opportunity, you should be clear at the first time what achievements you want to gain, what things you want to get, what steps you take, and what kind of person you want to become.

Bian Xuedao was about to open his mouth and speak, Zhu Haishan waved his hand and shave his hands, and then wrote: These things were only thought through when I was middle-aged. I hope you figured it out earlier, but I don’t want you to be as tired as me. I seem proud in my life, but I am not at all comfortable. I broke free from all kinds of constraints until I was in my seventies, but it was too late. A 70-year-old person is old and weak, and his mood is no longer there. He can no longer follow any dreams to pursue, and no longer want to see any scenery.

I wish the sea and mountains to scrape the flat sand surface and write: The infinite Prajna mind is free. My body is no longer free, so I am meditating on Buddhism, visualizing and wandering here, and seeking a free heart. For you today, the most valuable thing in life is to break through the dogma and illusion, live a wonderful, casual and free life. Never trap yourself in a golden cage like me and still intoxicated in it... In this life, people will kill all directions and run the world with great power, and they will be open and regretless, and peace of mind is even more rare...

As he looked, Bian Xuedao found that Zhu Haishan's fingers were no longer calm and began to tremble slightly. At the same time, Zhu Haishan's breath became heavier.

Bian Xuedao asked, "Are you uncomfortable?"

Zhu Haishan stopped his fingers and let Bian Xuedao see the words he just wrote, then scraped them flat, and wrote: I thought of some of my regrets, and I couldn't calm down.

Bian Xuedao said, "Stop, I'll come over tomorrow, I'll stay in the mountain for a few days."

Zhu Haishan nodded slightly.

At this time, when he looked at Zhu Haishan again, he found that his eyes seemed to be dimmer than when he first entered the door.

Bian Xuedao knew that Zhu Haishan had indeed had problems with his body, and his energy could only last for such a long time to write and communicate.

"Tomorrow, as long as Zhu Haishan asks, tell him some of the things he knows." Bian Xuedao said to himself in his heart.

At night, it started to snow on Mount Wutai, and it was so heavy.

I woke up in the morning and ran around for a few laps. I felt very good. I don’t know how many times better the air after the snow here than the air in Songjiang and Yanjing.

When he ran to the third lap, Zhu Zhichun found him, jogged side by side with him, and ran to the edge of the cliff. Zhu Zhichun did several breast expansion exercises and suddenly asked Bian Xue: "Do you know about the winery?"

After doing two sets of squats, Bian Xuedao bent over and touched his toes and said, "I understand."

Zhu Zhichun asked: "What does it feel?"

Bian Xuedao said: "What does it matter? How do you feel after hearing it?"

Zhu Zhichun said: "My dad, my uncle and my aunt have already collectively exploded the camp."

Bian Xuedao asked: "I didn't ask them, I asked you, how do you feel?"

Zhu Zhichun said: "I don't feel anything. I have a low sensitivity to some things since I was a child. Besides, even if the Zhu family is so big, how much can I get if I divide the inheritance? And this time I use my grandfather's private fund."

"Private Fund?" Bian Xuedao asked.

Zhu Zhichun nodded, took a few deep breaths in the sun, and then said: "A few years ago, several uncles at home complained about my grandfather spending money to subsidize the nursing home. The old man said nothing on the spot, but he quietly established five private funds and left a word for his family - whoever earns money will control."

Bian Xuedao asked: "Don't you blame him?"

Zhu Zhichun smiled and said, "Strange? Why do you want to be strange? Even if he took away some money, the industry he left behind was still mostly. In the family, as long as he was surnamed Zhu, he would have nothing in his life and would still have a wealth of food and food."

Bian Xuedao said: "It's rare that you can think so easily."

Zhu Zhichun didn't say anything after hearing this. After a while, he suddenly said, "I don't know why my grandfather always wants to see you, but since he is in love with you, I hope you say more things to make him happy. Yesterday, Uncle Ma secretly told me that the doctor said that my grandfather still has a few months to live."

Bian Xuedao was stunned and asked, "How many months? What disease?"

Zhu Zhichun looked at the sun in the east, his eyes were slightly red, and he shook his head without saying a word.

After a night, I saw Zhu Haishan again and found that he had returned to his energetic state.

Bian Xuedao suddenly understood that Zhu Haishan might be a rebirth, or burning his last life.

When he saw Bian Xuedao coming in, Zhu Haishan put on a cotton monk's robe, picked up a cane, and took Bian Xuedao out together.

Zhu Haishan is much more familiar with the surrounding environment than Bian Xuedao. After less than 2 minutes of walking, a mountain appeared in front of him.

Zhu Haishan stretched out his fingers to the top of the mountain and the mountain road in front of him, took the lead and walked up.

It's really walking on the snow.

The snow from last night was not gone today. It was spread on the ground, white and thick, as flat as paper.

There was thick snow hanging on the trees on both sides of the mountain road. Two birds foraging flew over and away, shaking the branches of snow hanging in the snow, and the snow on the trees fell like jade chips.

Zhu Haishan is the first to walk this mountain road after the snow. He followed closely behind when he learned Taoism. He didn't care about enjoying the snow scenery and was worried about Zhu Haishan's health.

When we walked to the middle, there was a natural slow platform. Zhu Haishan held a pine tree and looked into the distance. After looking for a while, he wrote a few words in the snow with his cane: Didn’t you want to ask?

Seeing Zhu Haishan stepping on the words on the snow with his feet so that he couldn't see them at all, Bian Xuedao said: "You'd better go down the mountain to treat your illness."

Zhu Haishan shook his head and wrote on the snow: I am tired, enough, live for another 2 years, so what?

Bian Xuedao asked: "Is there any regret I can help you with?"

Zhu Haishan smiled and wrote: What a pity if someone else can help?

The two of them walked and wrote while writing, and they walked all the way to the top of the mountain, and said, "To be honest, I'm a little confused, so I'll give me a piece of advice."

Zhu Haishan looked at the way he came, then looked at the distant mountains covered with silver and the snow-covered temple. Then he chose a piece of snow nearby and wrote 6 words carefully with a cane: Those who are wise are not confused, those who are kind are not worried, those who are brave are not afraid, and those who are wise use momentum.

After writing, Zhu Haishan wrote again: I will ask you.

Bian Xuedao nodded.

Zhu Haishan squatted down and wrote a line of words on the snow with his fingers.

After Bian Xuedao saw it clearly, he wiped it off with his feet, looked around carefully, squatted down, and wrote two lines of words.

When I looked up, I saw Zhu Haishan clearly, and immediately wiped off the words with my hands.

Zhu Haishan frowned and thought for a while, then squatted down and wrote a line of words.

Bian Xuedao then wrote two lines for him to show.

In this way, Zhu Haishan asked six questions, and Bian Xuedao answered him.

After asking the last question, Zhu Haishan was filled with joy.

Bian Xuedao asked: "I have another question to ask you."

Zhu Haishan nodded with a smile.

Bian Xuedao squatted down and wrote on the snow: One is his wife in his previous life and the other is his girlfriend in this life. What should I do?

After Zhu Haishan saw the problem clearly, his expression was very strange and he looked a little amused. This time, Zhu Haishan did not squat down and directly wrote a line of words on the snow with his cane.

(Zhu Haishan is not only a golden finger, but also a tutor of Bian Xuedao. This chapter has a profound impact and can be regarded as a turning point for ordinary people. In addition, thanks to the bright moon shines on Pengmen, the rain is rootless water, and book friends such as Tiance Li for their rewards and support. Thank you.)
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