Nine winters old.

  The weather turned cold, and the snow grew thicker. Outside, the world was in chaos, with thousands of people sitting outside the temple every day. That year, the imperial court was plagued by internal strife unrelated to governance. It was rumored that the palace was only a few concubines and empresses' grudges, but it made the emperor lose his heart for governing the country. Losing his heart for governing was also acceptable, as the inertia of a large country with a long history would continue even without governance. Leaving it alone for a year or two, stirring up some unclear chaos, adding some natural disasters, and having some small disturbances in the local areas, the various departments would watch the commotion, and the imperial court would think of ways to deal with it, which was actually the key to long-term governance. Without disaster, how could one rescue? Without chaos, how could one pacify? Without bandits, how could one suppress? If the emperor did not rescue from disasters, pacify chaos, or suppress bandits, wouldn't he be left with nothing? However, the emperor of this dynasty was very capable, and just his presence alone could stir up great chaos. The empress wanted to depose the concubine, but the concubine actually had the ability to raise an army and besiege Chang'an. At that time, there was also a plague among the people, but it happened that because Chang'an was surrounded, no one could enter or leave, and as a result, not a single person contracted the disease.

  The temple is very quiet, but outside it's always bustling, people die every day, the temple gate is crowded with countless people every day, the master is worried all day, whether to open or not to open the door, if not, people will lose heart; if opened, it will be a disaster. In principle, things that must be done beyond the degree of principle are really troublesome, and the master is in a dilemma.

  That night, Fang Zhang called everyone over and asked: "To open or not to open?"

  I said: Open!

  The master said: You want to take advantage of the chaos to escape.

  I said: Not that meaning, people - the masses suffer, we Shaolin...

  The master said: It's okay to open it, first tie this little guy to a plum blossom stake.

  At this time, knocking sounds began to come from outside the door again.

  The master said: I have been in charge of this temple for twenty years, and it's the first time I feel such heartache. Those outside must be forced to do so, or they wouldn't knock their heads against the door. If we don't open the door, aren't we just like the current imperial court?

  At this time, there was another "bang" outside.

  Everyone trembled a little. It takes great courage for a skull to make such a loud noise when it hits something.

  Someone asked: Master, could it be that someone from Mount Song has come to deliver a message? Isn't Mount Song currently practicing the Iron Head Skill?

  Master said: No way, if it's a senior disciple, he will definitely go through the back door. Our back door is always open.

  At this time, there was an even louder "bang" outside the door.

  Everyone says, it's all over, this is a big headache.

  Just after finishing speaking, there was an even louder "bang" outside the door.

  Everyone shouted: He's dead! He's dead!

  The master and the abbot looked serious.

  The silence had lasted for a very long time. Suddenly, there came a sound of the loudest "bang" in history.

  Everyone's face suddenly relaxed: Not dead yet.

  The abbot said: Open the temple gate!

  The master said: The temple gate is about to open. All Shaolin disciples, hold wooden sticks, prevent chaos, and maintain order. Release people in batches of 100 at a time. That person who bumped into the door with his head must be let in for emergency treatment. Although he's reckless, he's also talented. I'll preside over the opening of the temple gate.

  As soon as he finished speaking, everyone parted immediately. I and Shikong watched from the hall, outside the crowd was in an uproar, Master's face was solemn, slowly opening the temple gate.

  In an instant, I saw the unexpected happen. At the same time, a voice came: The previous few times the stones were too small, and getting bigger each time was useless, so just use the biggest one to smash!

  But just as he opened the door, his master greeted him with a kind face.

  I saw a chaotic scene, with the senior disciples quickly pushing the door shut behind me. My master fell to the ground with a loud thud, and the hungry crowd outside surged forward, with over ten thousand hands and feet waving in front of my eyes. In the chaos, no one noticed that a little girl had been pushed inside through the gap under the door. The temple gate was then closed, with one hand still stuck in the gap. My master was helped up, and the little girl looked at me. She was very pretty, and I saw her as an eighteen-year-old. Could it be that not only can I slow down my vision, but also have a function to associate ideas? It seemed like it was all arranged, and a story of childhood sweethearts was about to unfold.

  Master said, everything has its measure, nothing disappears, for example, all happiness is partial, the happiness of some people must lead to the suffering of others. So, the happiness in the world is just an exchange.

  Today I finally understand, Master's meaning is that this time opening the door, I will have a little girl as my companion, and I will be very happy. Since I am happy, there must be someone who is suffering, and that person is Master who was hit.

  I'm puzzled as to why I can not only see things slowly, but also see the future. However, I can't see the future of a particular event, if I could, wouldn't I be a prophet? I can only see the future appearance of a person, is it because the future has already happened and is just being recycled? At night, I often have strange dreams, Master said that dreams are just a review of the future. But how can you review something that hasn't happened yet? I asked Master. Master said: It's precisely because the future hasn't occurred in reality, so it can only be reviewed in dreams. Everything has already been arranged, don't think that you're being controlled by our arrangements in the temple. You will eventually be free, but you are bound by fate.

  Any kind of freedom is the beginning of another arrangement.