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Time flies.

Another 10 years.

An explosive news came from the No. [-] High-Tech Laboratory in Baoducheng Development Zone.

Genius scientists Han Yijun, Han Zaitu, and their father Han Xinghui will conduct a resurrection experiment on Xu Zishan, an educator who has been sealed in a cryogenic chamber for 10 years.

Scientists and media from all over the world gathered in Baodu City.

Through the live TV news system, people witnessed the great scientific research achievements of the Han family and their sons and their clinical application for the first time.

11 5 Month 16 Day.

An ascetic monk walked quickly from outside the city, leaning on a walking stick.

His skin was rough and dark, his cheeks were chapped, his face was dusty, he had no scars on his bald head, he was dressed in an old monk's robe that had been washed white, and he had a luggage roll on his back.

Song Pingan looked excitedly at the thin figure, at the black Buddhist beads that were slowly turning in the ascetic's hands, and at the pair of mango shoes covered with mud.

Tears suddenly welled up in Song Pingan's eyes.

"Ocean, you are finally back!"

Song Ping'an was in his 70s and had white hair, but he still guided the ascetic into the car without bending or hunching.

The ascetic put his hands together and got into the car without any pretense.

"Han Xinghui has worked out a way to resurrect Shanshan... Are you going to the laboratory or waiting at the Han family's old house?" Song Ping'an's voice choked up, "Hai Hai, if Shan Shan wakes up, don't leave, okay? "

"Go to the laboratory." Song Haiyang said calmly without any change in emotion.

They escaped the accident at the Trade Building 10 years ago.

They all survived, except Xu Zishan who died.

Everyone knows that Han Xinghui's hair turned gray overnight, but no one knows that Song Haiyang also turned gray overnight.

Han Xinghui is crazy, and so is he.

He had never believed in gods and Buddhas and had been unruly for most of his life. He dragged his residual leg and one arm to the White Horse Temple and kowtowed devoutly to pray.

He didn't leave the temple for half a month, and kowtowed to gods and Buddhas every day until he fainted.

An old monk from Wandering explained to him: "Everything is God's will! You, Han Xinghui and others survived, how could you know it was not her intention? You should live well."

He caught the wandering monk and asked him if there was any way to exchange one life for another. He wanted to exchange his own life for Xu Zishan's return.

The old monk shook his head and said with a smile: "How do you know that your life was not exchanged for her life? She exchanged her death for your life, why don't you cherish it?"

Song Haiyang stopped begging him and went to the unit to hand over the work and kowtow respectfully to Song Pingan and Grandpa Song to say goodbye.

He wanted to escape into Buddhism, but the temple refused to ordain him.

He didn't care and prayed day and night in the temple.

Later, the old monk left, and so did he.

The old monk was an ascetic, and the two of them basically didn't talk to each other all the way. Sometimes he could get food, so he would have a full meal, and sometimes if he couldn't, he would be hungry.

He never accepted any financial sponsorship, and he adhered to the precept of not eating after lunch for 10 years.

Pray to the Buddha with utmost piety.

The old monk said that Buddha is everywhere in the world.The Buddha is in the heart and is present at all times.

He believed and he begged.

In 10 years, he went from the prime of life to old age, from being uninhibited and public to being taciturn.

Except when Grandpa Song passed away, he came back for the funeral and chanted sutras in front of the soul for three days. After Grandpa Song was buried, he disappeared again.

At the beginning of winter last year, the old monk was dying. When he was dying, he was told to go to Qingyun Temple in Xiangcheng to find a great monk named Buhui.

After Song Haiyang buried the old monk, he walked to Xiangcheng.

At Qingyun Temple, he met the great monk Buhui.

Buhui held a string of huanghuali wood beads in his hand and stood at the door without sadness or joy. When he saw Song Haiyang coming, he seemed to have been waiting for him for a long time.

"You came?"

"Well, here we come."

The two of them closed the door and talked about Buddhism for three days.

Song Haiyang's face became much calmer when he went out. He hung a string of black Buddhist beads on his hand and started to rush to Baodu City.

A month ago, he saw a message saying that Han Xinghui and his son were going to conduct a resurrection experiment on Xu Zishan.

Hurrying slowly, we finally arrived at the Baodu City Development Zone.

After Song Pingan went to college with Song Haiyang, they got married again.He did not take Song Haiyang to his new home, but still took him to the house where Grandpa Song used to live.

Let him bathe and change his clothes, and cook him a vegetarian meal.

Song Haiyang retained the habit of many years. Instead of sitting at the dining table at home, he took the rice bowl to the wall outside the door, sat on the roots of a dead tree, and ate a bowl of plain rice.

Did not stay longer and left again.

Song Pingan held back tears and followed him step by step.

The two of them went to the biotech laboratory together.Han Xinghui lost a lot of weight, and his skin was no longer so dark.

When he saw Song Haiyang coming, he had a rare smile on his face: "Coming?"

"Here we come!" Song Haiyang also curled his lips lightly.

At [-] o'clock in the morning, the hatch of the high-tech laboratory opened, and scientific research geniuses such as Han Xinghui, Han Yijun, Han Zaitu, Song Haiyang, Zhou Xianghui, Wei Hongbo, Ge Lei, etc. walked into the laboratory together.

Instructor Yan, Huo Shuyan and Meng Jiajia were guarding the door, preventing reporters from approaching.

Ying Mingyou led tens of thousands of soldiers to guard with new weapons to prevent unscrupulous people from causing trouble.

Images in the laboratory were broadcast live to national leaders through electronic screens.

Xu Zishan's body has been kept in a freezing chamber.

The thaw begins, and the image on the screen ceases its audio and video transmission.

Thaw and restore vital signs.

For several hours, Xu Zishan's eyelids trembled slightly and his fingers shook slightly.

Han Xinghui lowered his head, his ear close to her heart, and an excited look appeared on his face.

Several huge warm lotus plants that Tu'er planted under Xu Zishan slowly rose up supporting Xu Zishan's body, and the mist of the medicine gradually flooded the laboratory, like a dream.

Song Haiyang was chanting Buddhist words, the beads in his hand were turning rapidly, and his forehead was covered with beads of sweat.

After reciting Buddhist sutras several times, he threw the beads in his hand towards the lotus platform.

108 black and shiny Buddhist beads began to circle, and there were thousands of rays of light.

Except for Han Xinghui, Song Haiyang, and Tu'er, everyone including Jian Jun'er, Ge Lei, Zhou Xianghui, and others passed out without any warning.

A huge purple-black lotus flashed, radiant.

The black lotus kept spinning above Xu Zishan, with bursts of Sanskrit sounds and bells and chimes ringing in unison.

Xu Zishan was completely enveloped by the black lotus light. The paleness and lifelessness on his face slowly dissipated, and rosy color appeared on his cheeks, and his face became lifelike.

In the twilight, a Sanskrit sound from ancient times sounded.

[10 years expires, the master wakes up]

After chanting three times, the glow dissipated and the black lotus turned into a ray of light and disappeared.

The room was silent.

Shan Bao's heart began to beat! !
The three of them held their breath and looked at her tremblingly.

At noon, Xu Zishan opened his eyes.

His lips trembled, and a heavenly voice struck everyone's eardrums: "Xinghui, Tu'er..."

Han Xinghui hugged him tightly with excitement, buried his head in her chest, and burst into tears.

Tu'er held her hand, buried his face in her hand, and burst into tears.

Song Haiyang put a smile on his face, closed his eyes, two tears slowly rolled down from the corners of his eyes, clasped his hands together, and chanted the Buddha's name again.

The people outside the door seemed to have been waiting for centuries. The big screen opened, and a close-up of Xu Zishan's slightly frail but bright smiling face was reflected on the big screen.

With the support of Han Xinghui, she smiled at everyone.

The whole country is excited! !
For a long time, for a long time.

The door of the laboratory opened, and Han Xinghui walked out holding Xu Zishan as if there was no one around. His short silver hair shone in the sun, and his slender eyes looked like the moon had fallen, with silver speckled in them.

That beautiful woman with skin as white as snow and glowing white is back!

Everyone was laughing and walking.

Song Haiyang walked at the end, holding Buddhist beads in his hand.

After exiting the hatch, he did not follow in the turbulent sea of ​​people.

The roar of the crowd gradually faded away, and the three souls and seven orifices were all filled with Sanskrit sounds.

In the ethereal fairy palace, the vermilion door slowly opens. In the main hall, above the long table, there is a picture of "Poppy Listening to the Rain", with the inscription like sand and dust blown by the wind.

[The young man is listening to Yuge upstairs, the tent is dimly lit by red candles]

[A man in his prime is listening to the rain in a boat, the river is broad and the clouds are low, and the broken geese are calling the west wind]

[Now I am listening to the rain at the foot of the monk’s hut, and there are stars on my temples]

[Sorrows, joys and sorrows are always ruthless, every step of the way will last till dawn]

The reciting stopped, the dust fell to the ground, and peace returned.

He has no worries anymore.

Tu'er originally came out with him and wanted to help him eat together, but in the blink of an eye, Song Haiyang disappeared.

Xu Zishan suddenly felt a pain in her heart, and she finally looked back.

The crowd is huge, and the big boy with a pure and shy smile in my memory will never see you again!
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