Chapter 202

No matter what Zhao Mai asked, Zhong Jianbai always kept the old man's identity secret, as if to keep the surprise - or maybe the fright - until the end. Along the way, Zhong Jianbai opened door after door with his chest card, and gradually went deep into the more secret places. There were fewer and fewer staff here, but more soldiers to guard the entrance guard. Zhao Mai looked at them curiously and found that they were still normal people. Apart from hard physical exercise, they didn't seem to have any magical power.

In front of the last door, the badge doesn't work. "It means I can only send it here. You have to go in by yourself." Zhong Jianbai shakes hands with Zhao Mai, and then helps him to tidy up his clothes and smooth out the wrinkles: "remember to respect the old man, he is great."

"Who is he?" Zhao Mai just finished asking, the last door snapped, the handle rotated half a circle and opened. Zhong Jianbai and he waved: "I will contact you again, you can also call me, don't forget ha!" Then, without looking back, he left along the way he came.

"Come in, young man. I'm the only old man in it." A kind voice came from the door. Before Zhao Mai pushed the door, he opened the door with his nose and wagged his tail. So Zhao Mai quickly followed. On the other side of the door is not an office, but a bamboo forest surrounded by mountains. A gurgling stream came out of the green bamboo sea. The clear water flowed slowly, and the small black and white fish swam around in the gray crevice. Riotous with colour, the colorful flowers grow beside the stream, with subtle flowers and soil smells, and petals petal slightly. When the breeze blows, a piece of bamboo leaves falls from the branch, and flies past Zhao Mai's eyes to the pavilion not far away. The pavilion is built next to bamboo groves and streams, with gray stone bottom, brown wood columns and purple tile top. A stone round table was placed in the center of the pavilion. On the pier next to it sat an old man. His white hair was in a bun, with three long whiskers hanging down to his chest. He was dressed in a long gown. The old man is a little fat, but he is energetic. His red face is radiant and his smile lines are curved. He always looks very happy. Next to him were teapots and teacups. Beside the rising fragrance, I saw half of a thread bound book on hand.

The old man put two fingers in front of him, and then the bamboo leaf just flew between his two fingers. He gently clamped the slender leaves, smoothed them with his hand, and then put them in the book as bookmarks. "Come and sit down. I asked Zhong Jianbai to bring you here. By the way, you don't have to worry about poop. "

"What?" Before Zhao Mai could react, he ran to the bamboo grove to reserve grain, pouted his bottom and left a memorial. Then he planed the soil with his hind legs to cover it. It was completely a cover up. "Well I'm sorry Zhao looked around but couldn't find the garbage can. The door through which he came in was opened on a stone tablet. Taking into account the mountains and forests in the distance, the whole scenic area seems to cover a larger area than all the buildings of the relevant ministries and commissions. Then he must have arrived here through some kind of transmission effect. That's right! It's mysterious! The feeling of the company or the office of the party and government organs must be wrong!

"Don't worry about poop. It's all natural. Let it go." The old man said with a smile, "come and have a cup of tea to warm your stomach. I'm sorry to delay your meal."

He sniffed at the old man and sneezed. Then he looked back at Zhao Mai, mainly at the leg of the lamb in his hand. Zhao Mai threw the leg of the lamb to it and sat down in the pavilion after thanking the old man. He then found that the round table is the pattern of yin and yang fish, and the pavilion's inner top is the bright starry sky.

"Hello, I think you should know. My name is Zhao Mai. It's the first time I've been to the relevant ministries and commissions here. What a nuisance. "

"Drink tea first. Don't waste it. It's troublesome to clean up." The old man reached out his hand and pushed a small white porcelain teacup over. There was colorless and transparent water in it. There was no color of tea, but there was a faint fragrance of tea. Zhao Mai tasted it suspiciously. It didn't seem to have any taste, just like it was cold and white. It doesn't matter. Drink it.

"My family name is Li, and my single name is an ear word, and the word is Yi."

Zhao Mai blocked his mouth, and finally did not let the tea spray out, because the old man said "can't waste, cleaning up is very troublesome.". That name is absolutely unique, no one will be arrogant or ignorant to duplicate his name. Li Er is Lao Tzu, the author of Tao Te Ching or Lao Tzu.

Now he understood why Zhong Jianbai was so mysterious!

"The way can be said, but not the way?"

"That's what I said." The old man nodded, his three long whiskers shaking slightly: "don't worry, adjust your breathing. I know you may have quite a few questions. There are endless questions, and even if you want to go on for thousands of years, you can't solve them. "

"Well, I understand." Zhao Mai nodded. The training of psychic powers made him calm down quickly. "You say, I listen."

"No matter what kind of conjecture you have in mind, it is likely to have happened, is happening or will happen. These three states exist at the same time. Time is a strange thing. I tell you from a subjective point of view, first of all, I was born by my mother and raised by my father. I grew up and kept thinking about the world around me. My heart was full of doubts. Later, I had an opportunity, just like you now, to travel to other places, to walk around, sometimes to communicate with others and discuss something, sometimes just to see all kinds of scenery. By the way, what do you use to cross the passage of time and space? ""I have a car, my own four-wheel car, and I usually work part-time as a taxi driver."

"It's very good. There are doors, windows and air conditioning. The times are really different. I had only an old blue cow The old man stroked his beard and continued, "a lot of things happened after that. Everywhere I went, I was observing, then learning, and gradually formed my own thoughts, which have come to this day step by step. See more, think more, you will be the same as me. Learn some other people's wisdom, when also mention others a few words, and ordinary old man is no different. Now I'm hiding here. The main reason why I call you here is that you can get other people's shuttle requests. So far, I'm afraid it's a unique ability. "

"Unique? What do people do? "

"Generally speaking, you need to use gold coins with destiny first, and then have the idea of crossing in your heart. Then, it's easy for these people to meet the envoys of the ring alliance. After that, you just need to ask the messenger to pay gold coins. Of course, there are also people who can communicate with a higher level of will, such as God, the God of space, and so on. Then they smash a thunder down and cross. "

"Ha ha Sure enough, there is such a thing... " Zhao Mai's eyes turned, but he was not happy with some problems. As soon as he opened his mouth, the old man said the answer.

"It's OK to live forever; saints exist; I can do magic; cows die old, but I can travel without them; it's me who asked people to call me old man instead of Laozi - it's more convenient." The old man shook his head and said to Zhao Mai, "don't ask. I have a special book called" what's the matter with a million ". When the time comes, let Zhong Jianbai give you one, which basically covers all the answers. It's about as thick as a dictionary. They always want me to make a database, but I don't like computers. " The old man squeezed his eyes and put up his index finger and middle finger with a smile: "it can only count to two, too stupid!"

"Well! Two begets three, and three begets all things. " Zhao Mai nodded and then realized what he had said. "I'm sorry, but I'm really excited. I promise I'll stop talking and listen to you honestly. "

"Don't be too restrained. Let me explain why you are needed here." The old man added tea to Zhao Mai and himself, and his eyes flashed with the light of memory. "There were three mages, Lynch, Siegel, and a mysterious man whose name was hidden. They wanted to know the secret of the world being created, but they found a great way..."