I reach the pinnacle of life by learning

February 2014, 1, New Year's Eve.

Red lanterns have been hung on nearby commercial streets.The commercial street, which is crowded with people on weekdays, is much deserted. Presumably, most people have returned to their hometowns for the New Year.

Qiao Yu was wearing slippers, leaning against the wall with a warm handbag in his arms, directing Song Tianyu to put up Spring Festival couplets.

"Lower, left, yes." After a few weeks of vacation at home, his voice was a lot lazier, "Post it to the right, that's it."

After Song Tianyu finished posting the couplets, he saw that the Spring Festival couplets were neatly pasted, and he was immediately very satisfied.

The Spring Festival couplets were sent by Chu Xining, and it is said that they were written by Professor Lin Feng himself.The red paper is sprinkled with shredded gold leaf, which looks festive.

Taking advantage of the new year, Qiao Yu also pulled Qiao Yue to greet everyone in Qiao Qianlong's address book.

Some are kind and caring, and some are lukewarm.

There was even a family whose owner was the boss of a biotechnology company named Chen Ze. He hung up the phone unceremoniously after hearing Qiao Yue's name.

And according to Qiao Qianlong's remarks, this person is his student, who was short of funds when he started his business, and he went to the bank as a guarantor.

Qiao Yu recorded the friendly companies in the address book, and told Qiao Yue that she could move around more in the future.The rest of them were all deleted, as if they never had this friendship.

The [-]th day of the twelfth lunar month is suitable for praying for blessings and offering sacrifices.

Song Tianyu lay paralyzed on the bed for a while, turned on his mobile phone to play games, his skin itch, so he pushed open Qiao Yu's bedroom door.

At 8 o'clock in the morning, Qiao Yu was already fully dressed and was doing homework at the desk.

Since the winter vacation, the questions on Qiao Yu's desk have become more and more difficult. At first Song Tianyu could understand the questions, but now he doesn't even know what the questions are talking about.

He went down the mountain like a tiger, threw himself on Qiao Yu's bed, stretched his arms and said excitedly: "Qiao Yu, shall we go to Biyou Palace to burn incense today?"

Biyou Palace is located in the suburb of Tianhai. It was originally just a small temple, and it has been passed down for thousands of years without being famous.

Tianhai is a place near the sea, and it has been a poor place for thousands of years. It has only developed in recent years and has become the leading metropolis in the country.Although the cultural background is incomparable with the mainland, but because the local government has money, it has continued to repair Biyou Palace and turned it into a famous domestic tourist attraction.

Whenever seeking marriage, or burning incense before the college entrance examination, everyone loves to visit Biyou Palace.With the strong support of the local government, the Biyou Palace on the top of the mountain also has a hint of misty mist and fairy air.

Qiao Yu didn't agree directly, but said: "Andrew called yesterday and asked me to advise you to go back for the Spring Festival."

Andrew is the blond butler in Song Tianyu's family.

It seemed that Song Tianyu's family already knew where he was, but they just didn't want to tear away his fig leaf.

Song Tianyu's face suddenly collapsed: "I won't return."

In Qiao Yu's impression, the relationship between Song Tianyu and his father has never been very good, and he rarely mentioned that he also has a stepmother.

But looking at the situation in his previous life, his father should love him very much.

Qiao Yu sighed slightly, and put down the pen in his hand.

"Alright then, let's go to Biyou Palace."

Song Tianyu hailed a car, and the two of them took two boxes of instant rice and set off on the road.

The instant rice was suggested by Qiao Yu.Now by car to the bottom of Biyougong Mountain, it is estimated to be 10:12, and it is too early to eat, and it is almost [-]:[-] to climb to the top of the mountain. The food on the mountain is expensive and unpalatable. It is better than two boxes of instant rice.

Now that the Spring Festival is approaching, there are still many people coming to Biyou Palace.

The Taoist temple is on the mountain, and the direct cable car has not been repaired, so we can only climb up step by step with our feet.On the long steps, from time to time, some Taoist priests in Taoist robes can be seen selling groceries, most of which are incense or peace charms.

Song Tianyu had a single-lens reflex camera hanging around his neck. He rolled up his sleeves and was about to rush, but Qiao Yu pulled the hood of his down jacket and pulled him back.

"What are you doing~" Song Tianyu began to hum in a nasal voice again.

Qiao Yu dragged him expressionlessly to the grandmother selling goods at the foot of the mountain.

"Buy two crutches, thank you."

Qiao Yu took out 10 yuan in exchange for two crutches.

The painting style of the two suddenly changed from a youthful and beautiful boy traveling in winter to an old man exercising his body.

But what Qiao Yu did was right.

At first, the two of them still had enough strength to climb the mountain, but after walking for nearly an hour, Song Tianyu didn't even have the strength to speak.

The stairs get steeper as you go back, but the palace above still looks very far away.

Song Tianyu turned his head and found that the figures behind him were extremely far apart.You can't even find a trash can if you throw away a plastic bottle.

At some point, there was no one around the two of them.

After all, there is a small Taoist temple halfway up the mountain, and perhaps most tourists are not attached to the top of the mountain.

Song Tianyu glanced at Qiao Yu.A thin layer of hot sweat also appeared on Qiao Yu's face, making his face pale and rosy.

As Qiao Yu was walking, there was a slight "click" sound in his ears.

When he looked back, Song Tianyu just put down the DSLR and showed him a smug smile.

Qiao Yu: "..."

childish.

The two walked for a long time, and the time displayed on the phone became 1 pm.

"Is Biyou Palace so far away?" Song Tianyu held his stomach in a daze, where it was rumbling hungry.

He was so hot that he took off his down jacket.

Qiao Yu has never been to Biyou Palace, so she has no right to speak.

Fortunately, after 10 minutes, the two finally reached the top of the mountain.

There are clouds and fog, and the temperature is much lower than that at the bottom of the mountain.The mountain is covered with snow, and there are no other houses, only a palace in the center.

To say it is a palace would be a bit of an exaggeration.

The plaque of Biyou Palace looks a little old. The gate of the palace is an old pine tree. The top of the tree is covered with a layer of snow, but the leaves are still extremely green.

At the door, a few sticks of incense were slowly burning.A young Taoist priest was holding a mahogany sword, leaning against the door and taking a nap, and there was a small stall in front of him with incense candles and peace charms.

The safety talismans at the gate of the palace looked much more refined than the ones sold below. Qiao Yu walked over, picked out two safety talismans, and asked, "How do you sell these?"

The Taoist priest who was dozing off was startled, and the hair crown on his head was crooked. He straightened his hat and stood up quickly.

"Poverty Dao...cough, we don't sell this peace talisman." The young Taoist priest held a mahogany sword, and after a brief adjustment, he suddenly looked fairy-like, "However, you can go in and burn incense. After that, I can send you two for free."

Qiao Yu understood, but now these Taoist temples have also learned business routines.

He asked, "How much is Xiang?"

"No money." The young Taoist smiled, showing two rows of white teeth.

Qiao Yu's expression was full of surprise: "You really don't want money?"

"Really, if someone takes money forcibly later, you can call the consumer hotline to complain." The Taoist vowed.

He used a mahogany sword to draw a shallow mark between Song Tianyu and Qiao Yu, and said to Qiao Yu with a smile, "However, only you can enter."

Song Tianyu raised his eyebrows: "Why can't I go?"

The Taoist shook his head and said: "The stench of copper on the donor's body is too strong, it may suffocate my little brother. And forgive me, the donor's body is full of years, and the sun blade is too prosperous, and it just happened to be lucky. Your father recently There may be a bloody disaster..."

The young Taoist priest opened his eyes slightly: "Hey, why are you staring at me? I gave you a fortune-telling for free, and you still stare at me? Do you know how to resolve it? I recommend you to go to the Hall of Merit and Virtue to disperse your wealth. I am in Biyou Palace, and the merit boxes in other places are useless, believe it or not."

Song Tianyu was furious for a while, but the Taoist priest was so naughty that he couldn't refute it, so he could only say to Qiao Yu: "Forget it, we've reached the top of the mountain, it's a pity not to say goodbye. You go. I'll go to that merit box have a look."

Qiao Yu nodded slightly, took the incense and walked into the hall.

It seems that this Biyou Palace follows the path of Quanzhen Sect, Lu Zu is enshrined in the hall, and cigarettes are lingering in the hall.

Qiao Yu's heart strangely calmed down.

The hall is not for visitors to visit, except for a place where the incense burner is placed in front of it, the rest of the place is blocked with yellow silk.

There were no lights in the hall, so it was dark.Qiao Yu raised his head, and Lu Zu, who was a few meters away, was looking at him with a smile.

He actually didn't believe in gods and Buddhas, but he still bowed because of the influence of the atmosphere, and then inserted the incense into the incense burner.

In a remote corner of the hall, an old Taoist priest touched the top of the young Taoist priest's head and asked, "What did you see?"

The little Taoist blinked, and replied in a childlike voice: "I saw that his body is covered with golden light, and there are many red threads~"

The golden light is merit, but it is not the merit of Qiao Yu. It should be the blessing of the ancestors, and it must be a close relative within three generations.

However, although the little Taoist priest's talent is good, his hope is just a beginner: "Purple in the gold is the appearance of a nobleman."

It was the first time for the little Taoist to see such a fate.

Some of the red threads wrapped around each other's bodies were thin and some were thick.

Some red threads are carefully pulling at his ankles, trying to break off; some are overbearing, strangling his neck in dense circles.

It's a pity, except for the one on the wrist, none of them are right.

The little Taoist was about to say something, but the red thread on the other party's wrist suddenly shook.

His gaze turned to the entrance of the hall, where there was a boy with a SLR camera hanging around his neck.

"Qiao Yu~ Are you ready?"

Song Tianyu also didn't believe in gods and Buddhas, but for the purpose of keeping safe, he still dubiously emptied his wallet.

The merit boxes in other places are all made of solid wood, but the merit box in Biyou Palace is very interesting, it is actually hollowed out.There are no banknotes inside, the most are silver ingots and horseshoe gold.

Song Tianyu squatted down and took a look, and one of the silver ingots was engraved with "Tianshun Foot Silver Huiyuan Soldiers' Pay".

After he donated the money, he went back to the entrance of the main hall and called Qiao Yu.

So, the people in the hall nodded slightly, turned their heads, and smiled at him: "Right away."

The other end of the red thread was on his wrist.

Compared with other red lines, this positive relationship is a bit weak.

The little Taoist said "Oh", and looked at the old Taoist beside him with some doubts: "Why are there two men?"

The old Taoist coughed: "As long as it's a good relationship, what's the relationship between a man and a woman? Well, we've seen enough, let's go back today."

The little Taoist was very obedient, but when he was taken away by the old Taoist, he couldn't help complaining: "But I've been here for a year, and it's hard for two people to come..."

Why can't I let him take a second look?

The young Taoist priest at the door was very trustworthy, and when Qiao Yu came out, he handed the peace amulet to him.

Qiao Yu put one into his pocket, and the other into Song Tianyu's hand.

Song Tianyu said: "I also hung a longevity lock for you in front of the merit box over there."

The Biyou Palace on the top of the mountain is not big, because the main hall is not allowed to enter, and after a few minutes, you can walk to the end.

Song Tianyu touched the instant rice in his bag.They had to give up their plan to eat here because they couldn't find a trash can.

After Song Tianyu finished taking the photos, the two started to walk down the mountain.

It is easy to go down the mountain and difficult to go up the mountain.After walking for less than ten minutes, a wide square appeared in front of him.

The two of them seemed to have suddenly returned to the world.

Tourists shouted and bargained with Taoist priests who sold joss sticks. The railings were covered with long-lived locks, and there was a lotus lantern in the corner of the square for the ever-burning lamp.

Qiao Yu squinted her eyes, and saw a magnificent palace behind the side of the square, with extraordinary momentum and extremely fragrant incense.

On a blue background with gold characters, three words are written on the plaque: Biyou Palace.

He and Song Tianyu looked at each other, and they both saw shock in each other's eyes.

Song Tianyu's tongue was tied: "This...is this Biyou Palace?"

So what is that little broken Taoist temple that you saw just now? ?

He picked up the SLR and wanted to see the photos he took before, but found that the SLR had automatically shut down because it was out of power.

Song Tianyu's cell phone rang suddenly.

He took out his mobile phone from the pocket of his down jacket, and when he saw the caller, his expression couldn't help but change.

It was his stepmother Li Pingting who called.

Song Tianyu hesitated for a moment, but finally chose to answer.

The words on the phone made his expression change again.

Li Pingting said: "Your father suddenly fainted today and is in the hospital now. Come back quickly."

Municipal People's Hospital.

Song Tianyu jumped out of the taxi in a hurry, and then rushed to the advanced ward at the back of the hospital.

Because he was walking too fast, when entering the elevator, he accidentally bumped into the person getting out of the elevator.

The person who was knocked down was pale, wearing a black suit and gloves, with a sick look on his face, but Song Tianyu felt inexplicably familiar.

Song Tianyu was taken aback for a moment, and quickly helped him up.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to. Are you okay?"

The other party was silent, shook his head, and waved his hand to indicate that he didn't need to take it to heart.

The boy left without saying a word.

It wasn't until the elevator door in front of him slowly closed that Song Tianyu suddenly came back to his senses and pressed the "7" button.

After Song Tianyu received the call, he briefly explained the situation to Qiao Yu, then hurried down the mountain and rushed to the hospital.

The two boxes of instant rice in his bag were not used in the end.

When Qiao Yu returned home, it was already 3 o'clock in the afternoon.

There were two people when they left, and only one when they came back. Qiao Yue asked with some doubts, "Where's Xiaoyu?"

For the New Year's Eve dinner tonight, she bought a lot of dishes that Song Tianyu likes to eat.

Qiao Yu replied: "Something happened at home, so he went back. It's just the two of us eating tonight."

It's a bit deserted for two people to celebrate the Spring Festival.

Qiao Yue was supposed to watch the New Year's Eve, but the Spring Festival Gala was only halfway through, and she fell asleep on the sofa.

Qiao Yu covered her with a quilt, turned down the volume of the TV, and started playing with her mobile phone in a rare way.

Today is New Year's Eve, and many people sent messages, most of which were New Year wishes.Qiao Yu replied to several messages from acquaintances, and finally clicked on Song Tianyu's dialog box.

Qiao Yu: Is your father okay?

Song Tianyu: Well, don't mention it.Overworked myocardial infarction, almost gone, this year's Spring Festival can only be spent in the hospital, I will come back to you after a while.

Song Tianyu: Let our mother keep the New Year's goods.I'll be back another day.

Qiao Yu: I'm fine, I wish my uncle a speedy recovery.

Song Tianyu hesitated for a while, but still expressed his doubts.

Song Tianyu: Did you know that the doctor said that he was going to be admitted to the ICU in the afternoon, but my father recovered suddenly.I glanced at the time, it happened to be the time when I donated money.Also, I searched, and the Biyou Palace on the Internet is the scenic spot we saw later.

Song Tianyu: I charged the SLR just now, but all the photos I took of Biyou Palace were overexposed, leaving nothing.

Song Tianyu: ...So, what exactly did we see before?

Qiao Yu himself was reborn and brought a system with him.He admitted that there may indeed be things in the world that cannot be explained by science.

Qiao Yu: It's not bad for us after all.

Song Tianyu: Yes.

Qiao Yu was about to say something, but a call popped up on his cell phone.

The screen showed that the calling number came from Yanjing.

At this point, a call from Yanjing?

Except for his cheap half brother, don't think about him.

Qiao Yu glanced at Qiao Yue who was on the side, came to her bedroom, and connected the phone.

"Brother." The voice on the phone was familiar yet unfamiliar. Li Hanqing's voice was much clearer when he was young than when he was young. "This is my number. There is a special communication satellite. You can get through no matter where you are. You can remember one time."

Qiao Yu: "Okay. If there is nothing else..."

Before he finished speaking, Li Hanqing interrupted him first.

"Brother, look out the window."

Qiao Yu subconsciously looked out the window.Opposite the old community, across the wide road is a newly built bank building, which is very impressive.

During the Chinese New Year, there are not many people on the road, only the neon lights hanging on the trees are dutifully shining, which looks a little deserted.

The dark night suddenly brightened.

A cluster of sparks exploded in mid-air from bottom to top, and then another cluster after another, colorful and incomparably gorgeous.

Li Hanqing was on the upper floor of the bank tens of meters away, quietly watching the figure appearing by the opposite window.

He didn't turn on the light, so he wasn't afraid that Qiao Yu would see him.

Li Hanqing held a small red peace talisman in his hand, his face was expressionless, but his voice was exceptionally gentle.

"Happy New Year, Qiao Yu."