Wang Haikun has a college student file. This fresh graduate of Normal University is Lu Zhenyu. He is a standard loser. He is from Jiangbei. His parents are both ordinary people. His ancestors have never had any strange things in three generations. But how come he has the ability to resurrection in this generation?

With the efficient execution of the staff of the General Office of the Wangfu Office, Lu Zhenyu and his parents' DNA samples were quickly obtained and compared. Half of the truth was revealed. Lu Zhenyu was not his parents' biological child and had no blood relationship. His own living cells were not found to have the ability to grow rapidly after cultivation.

There are many bizarre things in this world. Wang Haikun thought of the miracle of the sudden recovery of the high-level paraplegia he used in that year. It is still unexplainable. Perhaps this young man named Lu Zhenyu was also rescued by some expert. This person has basically no value for research and utilization.

The procuratorate seized Lin Rui's personal computer and all the data from the laboratory. These valuable experimental reports have flowed into the pocket of Wang Haikun's Institute of Life Sciences. As the saying goes, killing chickens and getting eggs is nothing more than this.

The proud Wang Haikun took his wife and children back. Before leaving, he instructed Ma Junjian to do something and sell the house of Jinying International under his name. As for where Cui Su'e's family lives in the future, this is not a question he has considered.

This task was like a torment for Ma Junjian. He tossed and turned all night and finally realized that the boss was testing himself, so he paid for a three-bedroom house to help his aunt move out of Golden Eagle International.

Golden Eagle International is not suitable for living at home. It is a commercial and residential apartment in the center of the downtown area. Single white-collar workers live like fish in water. It is inconvenient for the elderly to take care of their children. So Cui Su'e did not complain or scold her son. She moved out happily. The broken family is worth a lot of money. Cui Su'e has the habit of picking up rags. She pulled three carts of miscellaneous things at home. Those who were responsible for monitoring couldn't see it, so she turned a blind eye.

Cui Su'e's new home happens to be the same as Chunjiu, but the old man hides this from Chunjiu. Although she is not educated, the underground party has learned something without a teacher. The fewer people know the secret, the better. Keeping a single line of contact will not be damaged by the enemy. Chunjiu is her daughter-in-law, and her children are descendants of the Liu family. However, the old man never dares to recognize each other publicly because he is afraid that the devil Wang Haikun will take the target of the child again.

Lin Rui was arrested and Fei Tianlai could not contact him. Professor Shao and a scholar were useless. Lin Haiying, who was far away in London, was at a loss and learned from her mistakes. She booked the nearest flight to return to China, but what could she do?

Lin Haiying went to the Medical University and the procuratorate. There was no possibility of her mother's case being inclusive. The local procuratorate ignored the protests from the academic community and was determined to make the case a tough case. The prosecutor in charge of the case said righteously that even a national talent and a world-renowned scientist must be equal in front of the law. The prince violated the law and the common people's crimes, and embezzled 500,000 yuan was enough to sentence.

After running around in many ways, Lin Haiying came to Cui Su'e's house and saw the prosthetic body still hidden under the bed. The human-shaped doll had shrunk into a piece of 50 cm long wooden stake. It had long lost its human form and turned into a rotten wood that was thrown on the street without anyone asking about it.

Lin Haiying studied art and did not understand scientific matters, but she also understood that if she lost the laboratory environment, the prosthetic body would definitely not be able to survive, and all her efforts in the past few years were in vain.

Despair filled the family. Cui Su'e had no son and several daughters were far away. Her two grandsons were not very good at studying. She was about to return to her hometown in Sichuan after the nine-year compulsory education, and she had no chance of life.

Lin Haiying sat for a while and stood up to say goodbye. She had lost hope for everything and was discouraged. Cui Su'e tried to keep her and said, "Let's leave after dinner, and my aunt will give you a note."

"No, I'll catch a plane to Beijing." Lin Haiying said.

The knock on the door sounded, and Cui Su'e said that it might be the streets selling rat poison. If you wait a moment, she went over to open the door, but was stunned. The two people standing outside the door were Chunjiu and the other was Liu Yimeng, the fourth daughter who had been away from home for a long time.

Liu Yimeng finally came back. Cui Su'e was very happy and arranged to cook. Chunjiu was busy with her in the kitchen. Liu Yimeng and Lin Haiying sat in the living room and chatted. Speaking of her experiences over the years, Liu Yimeng was very ordinary. She said that she had studied sutras in the Buddhist Academy for several years and had a new understanding of Buddhism, but it was limited to this. Buddhism is not as scientific as it is.

After dinner, Cui Su'e mentioned the matter of prosthetic body again and took out the wooden stake to see. Liu Yimeng's heart was completely lost, and rebirth and resurrection were all gone.

Chunleek is relatively calm. After so many years, she has accepted the reality and joked that this piece of wood is better for me to burn as firewood.

"It's a pity to be firewood." Liu Yimeng picked up the wooden stake. This piece of wood was much lighter than normal wood, and it was easy to carry it on his back.

"I'll take it as a thought," said Liu Yimeng.

Liu Yimeng is now a practitioner. She is no longer used to the secular life. She will embark on a journey after lingering at home for one day and take her two nephews back to her hometown in Ganzi, Sichuan. Lin Haiying also wants to go to Beijing to run for her mother's case.

The old Liu family is empty again, but fortunately there are spring leeks and two grandchildren, so life has to go on.

Liu Yimeng took Tenzeng and Ou Zhu, who graduated from junior high school, with wooden stakes in her backpack, and boarded the train to Sichuan. After a long journey, he finally returned to his home in the Ganzi grassland. The lives of Nyingma Zaxi and his elder sister have not changed from before. Liu Yimeng only stayed for one day and set off again. This time she did not choose any means of transportation, but decided to walk from Ganzi to Lhasa and kowtow to her.

"Kowtow" is one of the most sincere ways for Tibetan Buddhist believers to worship Buddha. In order to wait for the long head, crawl on the ground with five bodies. When kowtow, clasp your hands together and stretch your hands straight in front of you. It means that you have understood the Buddha's will and teachings. Every time you bow down, you will mark the ground with your hands as a sign, get up and walk forward to the mark, and then crawl again and again.

Ganzi is already in the Tibetan area, and it is not uncommon for people to bow their heads, but the weather is getting colder, and there are many mud and stone slopes on the Sichuan-Tibet line, and it is difficult for cars to walk. What's more, the elder sister couldn't persuade her, so she had to prepare enough butter tsampa and drinking water to get on the road from the fourth sister.

In the vast fields, the wind blows fiercely. The eldest sister looked at the youngest sister lovingly. She has changed, becoming less like the weak little sister she used to be. A straight National Highway 318 leads to the west, and a long-distance truck roars away.

"I really want to go?" asked the eldest sister.

"I'm going." Liu Yimeng said that the plateau redness was already on her face, and she was wearing Tibetan robes, looking just like those devout believers.

"Why are you doing?" the eldest sister was puzzled.

"No, right?" Liu Yimeng couldn't tell a decent reason, so he set out like this.

This is one of the most steep roads in China and also a pilgrimage road. There is no supply on the long kowtow road, and it depends entirely on others' charity. Some people have to walk for three months, some people have to walk for half a year or even longer. They sleep in the open and have a hardship that is far better than those travelers who hike or bike.

On the road, Liu Yimeng met a girl riding a bicycle into Tibet. The girl gave her a can of Red Bull and asked her why a Han nationality kowtowed.

"Why did you want to go to Tibet?" Liu Yimeng asked her back.

"That's because I went to the mountain alone a long time ago, but I got sick halfway. Fortunately, I was taken care of by someone and didn't die. I'm considered giving up halfway. I think I should pick up every thing that I gave up halfway in my life. It's not too late."

After saying that, the girl sang a song:

At that moment, I raised the wind and horse, not for blessings, but just to wait for your arrival.

That day, I built up a pile of mani, not to cultivate virtue, but to throw the stones in the lake of my heart.

That month, I shook all the prayer tubes, not for salvation, but for touching your fingertips

That year, I kowtowed and crawled on the mountain road, embracing the dust, not for the sake of the audience, but for the sake of getting close to your warmth.

In this life, I will turn mountains, waters and pagodas, not to cultivate the next life, but to meet you on the way.

This is a long poem by Tsangyang Gyatso. It was composed by modern people. Of course, Liu Yimeng knew it. She just didn't know whether the girl was trying to realize her dream or the person back then. She spoke this question. The girl smiled but didn't answer, and asked her why she was carrying a piece of rotten wood.

The girl finally rode her bike away, and Liu Yimeng continued to kowtow. She was in ragged clothes. From autumn to winter, the mountains were blocked with heavy snow and the road was frozen. After countless difficulties and obstacles, she finally completed her pilgrimage and came to Lhasa. It has been four months since then.

In front of the Potala Palace, Liu Yimeng suddenly made a decision that she wanted to set out again, and her destination was the Weiwei Kunlun in the north. There was no reason, but she just felt that she should go.

Liu Yimeng no longer kowtowed. She prepared enough supplies and took a ride to Qinghai, crossed the Tanggula Mountains, and crossed the Tuotuo River. She got off at Wudaoliang and bought some things in the town. The kind-hearted person asked her where she was going. She pointed to the west and people told her that going west was the no-man's land in the west, and no one could go out, let alone a woman.

"I want to try it." Liu Yimeng said. She took off her shoes, took off her hat, and walked into the vast wilderness barefoot. The temperature in Kokoxili is extremely low in this season. Even if she brings enough supplies, she dares not enter easily. How could this woman have the courage?

After all, this is a Tibetan area. An knowledgeable worker from the Wudaoliangdao class said that this is not an ordinary woman, this is a dakini.

Liu Yimeng is a practitioner, which she discovered when she was studying Buddhism at Seda. However, no one in Seda can be her teacher. She can only rely on her own practice and understanding. She knows that everything she does is guided by the Buddha.

This vast land is called Kekexili, which is composed of snow-capped mountains, glaciers, frozen soil, plateau meadows and lakes. It is a radius of thousands of miles and endless. It is called an unmanned land. It is not that there is no human being, but that humans cannot survive for a long time. There are no crops or trees here, but that there are only low meadows. The temperature is minus ten degrees Celsius, and at extremes it reaches minus forty degrees Celsius.

There is no road in the no-man's land, and Liu Yimeng doesn't need it. She is heading towards the snow-capped mountains and walking barefoot in the cold wilderness. She is not cold or hungry. She has some barley noodles in her pocket. If necessary, swallow them with the snow to maintain physical fitness for a long time. She has not encountered humans along the way, only herds of Tibetan antelope, white-lipped deer and wild yaks.

There is no time on this land, only sunrise and sunset. I don’t know how long I walked, but Liu Yimeng finally walked to a place, and she thought it was all.

Under the majestic snow peak, there is a lake of clear water, and the white flowers dotted among the green grass, which is not as beautiful as the world.

Liu Yimeng untied the wooden stake on his back and dug a hole with his hands. Although it was not frozen soil, it was as hard as iron. She had no shovel and could only dig with both hands. After digging for a long time, she finally dug a tree pit and planted the wooden stake.
Chapter completed!