All five aggregates are empty

After four o'clock in the afternoon, the sun still spared no effort to exert its power, scorching the pedestrians on the road.Meng Lijun, who used to get the attention of passers-by while walking on the road, now understands what it means to be the center of attention.

The students of Yenching University can be regarded as well-informed, but the combination of Minghua and Meng Lijun still makes people pay attention frequently.Not to mention that Hua's attire itself is different, but the handsome looks and elegant temperament of the two are also enough to attract attention.The school masters who were walking without looking sideways all cast off their cold appearances and unabashedly cast curious glances at the monks and scholars.Minghua turned a blind eye to these gazes, his eyes were flat and unmoved, but Meng Lijun was not used to it, and walked to the diagonally behind Minghua naturally, and subconsciously hid himself behind Minghua.

Minghua's cassock is black, but it's not pure black. The golden silk thread forms a neat square, which is very dazzling in the sun.Except for the grid, there seemed to be some pattern embroidered on the corner of the cassock. Meng Lijun observed it intently for a while, but the cassock that had been moving forward suddenly stopped, and Meng Lijun almost bumped into Minghua's back.

"What's wrong?" Minghua asked.

"What's wrong?" Meng Lijun's eyes wandered around, not daring to look directly at Minghua's eyes.When he heard Ming Hua claiming to be 107 years old in the elevator just now, he wondered if he heard it wrong.He took a sneak peek at Minghua's wrist, it looked so strong and powerful, no matter how hard it could be reminiscent of an elder.

"I said, Weiming Lake has arrived."

"Uh, sorry, didn't hear that just now."

Weiming Lake is a huge artificial lake and a famous scenic spot in Yenching University.It may seem strange to say "attraction", but it is what it is.Yenching University is visited by tourists from all over the country all year round, and the iconic building "Red Gate" at the west gate of the school and the Weiming Lake are tourist attractions.

Today is no exception. There are many tourists taking pictures under the willow trees by the lake.

"Did you know that Weiming Lake dried up once?" Minghua asked as he walked forward.And Meng Lijun shook his head, "Not sure."

"One year there was a severe drought in Yanjing, and most of the water in Weiming Lake dried up."

Hearing this, Meng Lijun couldn't help but feel a little strange, and asked: "Weiming Lake is an artificial lake, so it won't dry up due to drought. Besides, it doesn't rain much in Yanjing City in summer. What kind of impact did the unnamed lake have?"

"So, Weiming Lake is not easy." Minghua smiled, stepped over the stone steps at his feet, and came to the stone boat by the lake.

It is said to be a stone boat, but in fact only the stone platform at the bottom remains.Since Weiming Lake is an artificial lake, the flowing water in the lake is naturally stagnant water.Building stone boats by the lake can not only "live" the lake water symbolically, but also add a sense of wild crossing without a boat on its own.

The stone boat is one or two steps away from the shore, and the stone steps connecting the stone boat are very narrow. If you don't pay attention, you will fall into the lake.Seeing Ming Hua stepping onto the stone boat vigorously, Meng Lijun subconsciously said, "Slow down."

Minghua turned around and said with a smile, "Why, are you afraid that I will fall into the lake?"

Isn't that right, aren't you a centenarian?Meng Lijun complained silently in his heart.

"The water in Weiming Lake is not deep," Minghua said again.

"I heard that some school girls fell into it last winter."

Every winter, Weiming Lake freezes over.In the deep winter, the ice-thick area will also be opened to the public as an ice rink.However, the opening is still open, and some areas of Weiming Lake still have thin ice, and students are prohibited from walking on the ice.As a result, last year a freshman boldly crossed the ice because he was in a hurry.When she was halfway there, the ice cracked and before she could react, she fell into the lake.Fortunately, Weiming Lake was not deep, only reaching her waist, and kind passers-by quickly fished her up.

"But it's not shallow." Ming Hua said looking at the lake.

"It seems to be only 1.2 meters three." Meng Lijun speculated.

"Are you sure?" Ming Hua raised his head and looked straight at Meng Lijun.

"I'm... not sure." Meng Lijun was horrified by the stare, and immediately fell into shock.

"Go try it."

"Eh?" Meng Lijun turned his head to look at Ming Hua, and once again suspected that he had heard wrong.But in the next second, the facts told him that there was nothing wrong with his hearing——

Minghua actually pushed him down with his hands.

Meng Lijun fell sideways towards the lake, his expression went through initial bewilderment, then shock, before he could get angry, the cold lake water stimulated every pore in his body.Although the sun in May is already warm, the temperature of the lake is obviously still at the level of early spring. As soon as he went there, Meng Lijun was so cold that he shivered.

Are you sick!

Meng Lijun's roar was forced back by the lake water.He instinctively stepped on the water, trying to stand up, but strangely, no matter how hard he kicked, he couldn't touch the bottom.The lake water seemed to suddenly become sticky, and every movement of hands and feet required great effort.The vision in his eyes was blurred by the lake water, Minghua on the shore seemed to be right in front of him, but it was so untouchable.I don't know if it was an auditory hallucination, but he actually heard the sound of a heartbeat coming from the bottom of the lake.

Boom, boom, boom—

Limbs could not move at all, as if bound by invisible iron chains.The body began to sink slowly, and only the sound of heartbeat remained in the world.

It's been a long time since I felt this way.Ever since Meng Lijun was able to see some strange things, he was often haunted by unclean things.The most dangerous time, he was so obsessed with ghosts that he jumped down from the tenth floor.How he survived that time has no memory at all, he only remembers that when he regained consciousness, he was lying on the bottom of the building surrounded by passers-by.He was sent to the hospital by kind people, but the examination results showed that there was no injury to his whole body.If the onlookers hadn't witnessed the whole process of him jumping off the building, he wouldn't even believe that he really jumped off.

After that, although Meng Lijun could still see some supernatural things, but for some reason, those things never haunted him again.But now, the long-lost feeling of powerlessness reappeared, and he panicked for a moment, but at any rate, his heart is now much stronger than when he was young, and he quickly calmed down.He closed his eyes and felt his limbs with his heart. After a while, his fingertips could move, and the heartbeat at the bottom of the lake became smaller and smaller.When he felt that he had regained his power, he opened his eyes suddenly.At this time, the lake water in front of him suddenly disappeared, as if it had never appeared before. Looking at himself, he was still standing on the stone boat, and his clothes were not wet.

Meng Lijun looked at Minghua suspiciously, only to see that he was still looking at him with a smile, as if he wasn't the one who pushed people into the lake just now.

Seeing Minghua's reaction, Meng Lijun was suddenly a little unsure if he really fell into the lake just now.The feeling of the lake's icy coldness has only passed not long ago, but in retrospect it seems like a dream.He looked at the passers-by, but he didn't see any special reaction.If someone really fell into the Weiming Lake, I'm afraid it has become the focus of everyone.

"What happened to me just now?" Meng Lijun couldn't help asking.

"We have entered Weiming Lake."

"Then why aren't my clothes wet?"

"It's not that the body went in." Ming Hua raised his right hand and tapped Meng Lijun's chest lightly, "It's here."

Meng Lijun seemed to be able to feel the temperature of Minghua's fingertips through his clothes.His heart beat a beat faster, but quickly returned to normal.Ming Hua had already turned to leave, and he quickly followed.

"who are you?"

"Isn't it your new mentor?"

"You know that's not what I'm asking. What I mean is..." Meng Lijun paused, as if mustering up his courage, he continued to ask, "Which god are you?"

Hearing Meng Lijun's description, Minghua burst out laughing, "It's just an ordinary monk."

"How can an ordinary monk live to be 107 years old?"

"Do you believe it?"

"Ah?" Meng Lijun immediately froze in place, dare he lie to himself about his age?Taking a few steps to catch up with Minghua, Meng Lijun said seriously: "Monks don't tell lies."

"How do you know I'm a monk?" Ming Hua asked indifferently.

"Ah?" Meng Lijun was stunned again.

"All conditioned dharmas are like dream bubbles, dew and electricity, and should be viewed in this way."

"..." Meng Lijun frowned, "Are you fooling me with the Diamond Sutra?"

"How could I fool you?" Minghua smiled and continued to walk forward.

I don't know if it's an illusion, but Meng Lijun actually saw a sense of pampering that "I won't fool you if I fool others".Getting rid of this strange thought, Meng Lijun decided to save the country with a curve, and continued to ask tentatively: "Then why should I call you, 'Master Minghua'?"

"can."

After getting the disappointing answer, Meng Lijun gave up asking, and began to tease himself: "Then is it okay to call you 'Xiao Ming'?"

Ming Hua didn't answer, but turned his head and looked straight at Meng Lijun.He shrugged his shoulders tactfully, and said in a low voice, "...pretend I didn't say anything."

Not far behind the Weiming Lake is the Mirror Spring Garden, where the scenery is beautiful and the atmosphere is quiet. Long willow branches hang down on the sides of large and small pools, forming a fresh summer picture scroll with the lotus leaves in the pools.Because it is far away from the teaching area, few students come here, and most of the tourists go to the area of ​​Weiming Lake, and rarely come here, so this place is like a summer resort far away from the world.

Meng Lijun didn't know why Minghua came to Jingchunyuan.Jingchun Garden is located in the northwest of Yanda University, close to the west gate, and is completely in two directions from the parking lot of the east gate.You must know that the campus of Yanda University is very large, and it takes at least half an hour to walk from the west gate to the east gate.If Meng Lijun is okay alone, just scan a shared bicycle and you will be there in ten minutes.But looking at Minghua in cassock in front of him, he couldn't imagine the master riding a bicycle at all.

"what are you laughing at?"

When Minghua said this, Meng Lijun realized that all the strange imaginations in his mind were displayed on his face.He coughed in embarrassment, and deliberately changed the topic: "Is Yan University so good-looking?"

The subtext is, why don't you go back.

"Where is your dormitory?"

"Changchun Garden." Meng Lijun casually pointed to the west.Changchun Garden is outside the west gate, which is the dormitory area for doctoral students.In Meng Lijun's common sense, there is no reason to go to someone's dormitory as a guest when they meet for the first time, so he answered it completely casually.As a result, Minghua's next sentence made him immediately put away his index finger pointing westward.

"Take me there."

"……what?"

"I said, take me there."

Meng Lijun quickly waved his hand, "Changchun Garden is a dormitory area, which is different from Jingchun Garden. There is nothing to visit."

"Do you want me to say it a third time?" Minghua raised his eyebrows and asked.

Meng Lijun wanted to struggle again, but thinking of what happened in Weiming Lake just now, he gave up resistance.He silently comforted himself, maybe the monk just wanted to visit the dormitory area?Not necessarily just wanting to go to his room.

However, it turned out that he was still too naive.