It was already dark now, but I was in a hurry to find the psychic, so I set off with Ruoruo.

It didn't take long to reach the foot of a low peak, followed by a mountain with no edge in sight, and even a snow-capped mountain could be seen in the distance.

Ruoruo nodded: "Our village people built him a house, he is relatively simple, and he is not in accidents." ”

He must be a hermit. Without further ado, we walked up the mountain, which has not yet been developed, only a small path from the villagers, which is sunken or protruding in many places, and is difficult to walk.

Fortunately, the mountain is not high, and we soon reached the top, where there is a small piece of flat land, overgrown with weeds, but there is a hut in between, this house is extremely simple, it is estimated that a strong wind can blow it down, and there are more than ten rough stone slabs of different lengths in front of the door, which are used as stairs.

There was nothing else, Ruoruo lowered his voice: "He must be in zazen, I'll knock on the door, you pay attention." ”

I said yes, Ruoruo went to knock on the door very respectfully, but the door was not closed, and it opened as soon as I knocked.

Ruoruo was startled, and I looked up, and there was a wooden bed and a futon inside, and a thin man was sitting cross-legged on the futon and did not move.

The environment here is really not good, and there is no grandeur. But as soon as I saw this man, I couldn't help but feel a sense of respect, which was simply amazing.

If he was a little frightened, the man opened his eyes, and there was a soft light as deep as the sea, this was a true hermit master.

He spoke very casually, I didn't understand what he was saying, but Ruoruo relaxed and pointed at what I said. The man's gaze lingered on me for two seconds, then nodded.

If you speak with joy, you are probably thanking. Then she went away, and whispered to me, "He said that you hurt your bones and bones, and he will cure you." ”

Happiness came so suddenly. I was pleasantly surprised, if I didn't dare to stay for a long time, just let me stay alone, and she would bring the food.

After she left, I went a little restrained, the man was as steady as Mount Tai, I guess he was a little old, but he had a good complexion, and he looked like he was only in his thirties.

I wouldn't say anything here, so I folded my hands and bowed. The man also bowed to me with his hands folded: "Hello, Han." ”

I was stunned, he could actually speak Chinese, I was much more comfortable, and opened my mouth to thank you: "Master, thank you so much, you don't know, I'm so miserable, the holy hand of Middle-earth can't heal me." ”

He smiled funny, then shook his head, "I can't heal you either." ”

I was taken aback and said no, he stood up gently, his eyes were not shocked: "You can self-medicate, mountains, forests, grasslands and deserts can be self-medicated, and people can also self-medicate." ”

I was a little confused, and I said what does this mean? He walked to the door and looked out at the plains and the road in the distance, like a lonely watchman: "Will you worship?"

I was puzzled: "What to worship?" He suddenly laughed: "You can worship anything, mountains, water, trees, flowers, leaves, fruits, even the Han-made railroad can be worshipped, or a bison, a powder, if you think they are cute, you can worship." ”

I know that those believers worship the Buddha, and in the old days, there were even people who worshipped along the Qinghai-Tibet Plateau, and it took years to worship, but with the development of society, it is only a historical phenomenon after all, and now I am afraid that I can't find believers who are willing to spend a few years worshipping a nothing.

But I can't refute him, I said I can worship, what do you want me to worship?

He smiled again: "I have been to Lhasa, where many people are worshipping, going up the mountain, worshiping the Buddha, praying to the temple, three steps and one knock, as if they are devout believers, but they don't know what they are worshipping, their hearts are not sincere, and it is useless to worship anything. Like them, you are willing to worship, but you don't know what you worship. ”

Is he saying that I am not sincere? I don't deny this, I don't understand the big truth after hearing too much about it, I said you can teach me how to self-heal, I have an urgent matter.

"When you're not in a hurry, I'll teach you again. He said one last word, and Ruoruo also went back up the mountain, carrying the food for the two of us in a basket.

The man didn't say much, ate slowly, then sat cross-legged and didn't move again.

Ruoruo poked me: "What's the matter? Is he powerful?" I said yes, but I didn't understand what he meant.

If you scold me for being a pig: "If you don't understand, think about it, what did he let you do?"

Ruoruo seemed to have some experience, so I smiled bitterly: "He seems to ask me to worship, but he said that I don't know what I worship." ”

Ruoruo was also stunned, and she couldn't figure it out, but she admired psychic people very much, and hurriedly suggested to me: "Then you go to worship, maybe you will figure it out after worshipping." ”

I look at the sky, it's completely dark, but if you can't afford to be lazy, every second counts. I hesitated in my heart, forget it, just worship.

We walked to the road, and it took a while. There are no street lights here, but the moon is very large and you can see it clearly from the road.

Ruoruo folded his hands and raised them above his head: "I taught you to worship, see clearly." ”

I looked at her closely, she put her hands together and raised them above her head, then she took a step, moved her hands in front of her, took another step, moved her hands to her chest, and in the third step, she opened her hands in front of her chest, and her palms fell to the ground, her knees hit the ground first, and then she fell to the ground with her whole body, and her forehead tapped lightly on the ground.

It's quite complicated, and if you can't help but become religious, you'll keep chanting something in your mouth.

Then she got up and spoke: "That's it, three steps and one knock to go forward and worship, and you have to recite the six-character mantra in your mouth, you can try it." ”

I was a little big, and I did it awkwardly, and I recited the six-character mantra in my mouth.

Ruoruo saw my awkwardness, and blamed me a little: "You're still not happy, haven't you seen Hoh Xili?" There are lines in it: Have you ever seen those people who kowtow? Their hands and faces are particularly dirty, but their hearts are very clean. Kowtowing is what you Han people call worship. ”

I said I know, I know, I just have body pain, and I don't feel comfortable for the time being. She didn't blame me, I did it quite seriously, bowing along the edge of the road facing the distant peaks.

But I was hollow in my heart, I didn't understand the point of that, and ...... It really hurts.

After a long pilgrimage like this, I was exhausted, and if you ask me if I feel anything, I smile wryly, "I feel very dirty with my hands and face." ”

She was stunned: "My heart is very clean?" I shook my head: "It's very painful, I can't breathe, this is a plateau." ”

She rolled her eyes and pulled me back: "Let's rest for one night first, you slowly understand, outsiders can't help you." ”

I was so tired that I went to her house to wash and fell asleep, but I woke up in the early hours of the next morning, and my bones seemed to ache.

I hurriedly kneaded it, and it hurt so much that I couldn't sleep. Limp out and take a break.

The area is full of grassland peaks, and Ruoruo's village seems to be isolated, with only one road leading to it.

When I walked on the highway and thought about the pilgrimage, I couldn't help but sigh, what should I do?

As he was thinking, there was a sudden thunderclap, and a bolt of lightning crossed the distant sky. I was shocked, your sister, it's not going to rain hard.

I vaguely felt a breeze, then growing louder and louder, as if whistling from the peaks, and the great prairie was swept by the wind, making strange roaring sounds, and the clouds in the sky were stirred up, and in the blink of an eye the wind and clouds changed color.

I was stunned, the feeling was indescribable, it was the shock of nature, I stood on the road and looked into the distance, there was no figure, the wind swept up the dead grass, paved along the road, swept into the air and then fell to the ground.

I had some sand in my eyes, and when I looked at it a few times, there seemed to be a figure at the end of the dimly lit road.

It was a woman wrapped in a white scarf, she folded her hands and slowly bowed down, walking three steps and prostrating, it was a believer walking with the wind.

I was stunned and looked at her without blinking, she was like a robot, she came to worship like this, I ran to her, she completely ignored it, and her dirty face was full of reverence.

I was blown away a little by the wind, and I said what are you worshipping? Maybe she didn't understand, or maybe she couldn't hear anything at all, and she bowed away so slowly but firmly.

I watched in amazement as she went, at a very slow pace, like a snail, but it was indeed far away.