The Eye of Insight

e vast night, and her sobs had turned into choked gasps, then into anxi

n know where he should go. Until today, he had never felt so estranged from this city. Not far away was a

alked to the other bench and sat down. As he leaned back, he noticed another figure not far away, lying on the bench, wearing

hed over him, and before he knew it, he had fallen asleep. He couldn't tell how much time had passed when

ch. The disheveled old man was sitting beside the fire, silently throwing a stack of pap

ming from?" Xu Qing wondered to himself, his curiosity getting the b

incomprehensible, seemingly oblivious to Xu Qing's presen

a pile of yellow paper with images of little people. But wher

when he felt a tug on his pant leg. He look

few papers, will ya?" The old man's sinist

man some escaped lunatic from the mental hospital? I have no connection with him,

ives and friends. It was unheard of for a living person to burn paper for themse

the old man grinned, revealing a mouthful of yel

d man who's on his deathbed a

n by the fire, picking up a few sheets of paper and throwing them into the flames. However, he ke

ith their wishes, as intoxicated people often claimed they weren't drunk, and the mentally ill

hake off the feeling that it might be a concealed weapon.徐青 naively believed that dealing with this kind of mentally unstable person sometimes meant going along with their wishes. It was akin

offerings quickly burned out, and black paper a

n the paper!" The crazy old man casually pulled out two stacks of c

uan. Xu Qing picked up one of the banknotes and rubbed the edge wi

elp but feel tempted. Even a single stack could resolve the current plight he and his sister-in-law f

told him that taking money from a mentally unstable old man

to leave the money where it was and whispered, "Old ma

ad across his face, and the wrinkles around his eyes blossomed like wild chrysanthemums as he muttered to himself, "Good lad, not greedy or impulsive.

es and was about to get up to leave when suddenly, the crazy old man across from him lifted his head

my eyes, look into my

epeating ethereal words that stirred all of Xu Qing's thoughts. He felt his mind go blank, his body gra

oughts came to a halt, leaving only a radiant golden hue enveloping everything. He seemed to feel a slight cooln

den light disappeared completely, Xu Qing regained consciousness. Only then did he realize that he was sitt

onfusion, rubbed his eyes, and

was about to look around when suddenly, a bone-chilling cold wind blew into the nape of his neck without warning. He was startled, his ha

ly appeared beside the stone bench, and a gray-faced old man leaned against it

gures appeared out of nowhere. One of them lifted the old ma