"If you don't sell it, you won't sell it, isn't it just a broken watch? Fat man, I have another way......

The fat man knew Fang Yi's feelings for Lao Dao, so he didn't mention it again at the moment, but said: "You pack up your things, let's go down the mountain today, stay in my house for a day, and then go to Jinling City tomorrow to see if we can find something to do......"

"Okay, you wait for me for a while, I'll put together the things I'm going to take down the mountain......"

After thinking about it for a while, Fang Yi nodded and agreed, in fact, the fat man's previous move of putting his hand behind his back and plucking the strings of the watch did not escape Fang Yi's eyes, but he was also a teenager, thinking that it would be a few days away, there should be no problems.

"Then you hurry up, the three guns are still waiting for us at the bottom of the mountain, he said to go back to the reservoir to fry some fish, and we will have fish soup ......to drink at night" The three guns that the fat man said are also their friends who grew up together, and they used to eat and drink with the fat man in the Taoist temple.

Because the third artillery family is in the stone business, they often have to open the mountain, and the third cannon is the third, so it is given such a nickname.

But this nickname has not wronged the three cannons, this kid is also a master who dares to go to the house to expose the tiles without fighting for three days, and when he was ** years old, he dared to steal the gunpowder fuse at home and **made it with beer bottles** to fry the fish, because of this matter, the river guards of the reservoir did not find trouble with the three guns.

"The three guns are back, too, and this kid has been gone for several years......"

Hearing the fat man's words, Fang Yi's face showed a hint of joy, the three of them grew up together almost with bare butts until they were fifteen or sixteen years old, but the three guns and the fat man went to serve as soldiers together, and there was no letter on the mountain, so Fang Yi had no news of the three guns in the past few years.

"Hmph, that kid wants to marry a daughter-in-law, and he just retired from the army, a guy who has no future......"

The fat man snorted coldly with disdain, he has always been haunted by the fact that the third artillery took the initiative to ask for retirement, you know, after the fat man ate the chicken of the regimental political commissar's house, under the leadership of the instructor, he carried several old hens to the regimental political commissar's house to apologize, but he failed to ask for forgiveness, and the retired army was really a little gray.

"Marrying a daughter-in-law?" Fang Yi shook his hand on his chest, shook his head and said, "Master said, women are tigers, they can absorb the masculinity of men, why do you marry a daughter-in-law so early?"

"Is there really such a statement?" The fat man was stunned when he heard this, he was still very jealous of the old Taoist priest who was chattering, if this was really said from the mouth of the old Taoist, it was really a bit credible.

"Yes, but the master once passed on the art in my room, and I can practice both men and women......"

Fang Yi nodded very seriously, he grew up in the mountains since he was a child, he was not stained with a trace of dust and worldliness, and his mind was very pure, so when he said this, it was also very natural, without the slightest embarrassment.

"Hey, Brother Yi, my own brother, this double cultivation technique, you...... Are you going to pass it on to me......" Hearing Fang Yi's words, the fat man's fat body trembled with excitement, let alone call him brother, even if he put a biological brother on his father, let the fat man call Uncle Fang Yi, he would not hesitate at all.

Before the age of fifteen, the fat man was as pure as Fang Yi now, but in the army, the fat man saw a small movie of the island country for the first time in his life, and the ** in his heart was like a flame rubbing upwards.

However, the management of the army is still relatively strict, and it was not until half a year ago that the fat man went out to work with the construction team in the village, and finally found an opportunity, and on a dark and windy night, he sneaked into a dimly lit small hair salon like a thief, ending his virgin career.

So at this moment, when he heard Fang Yi say that men and women hurt their bodies, the fat man naturally cared extremely much, and there were some feudal superstitions in the countryside, so the fat man suddenly became nervous.

"Okay, I'll pass you and the three artillery ...... when I go back" That double cultivation method is just some luck exercises that conduct qi and lock yang, Fang Yi doesn't care, anyway, the old Taoist priest didn't say that this thing can't be passed on.

"Go back down the mountain and talk about it, I'll go clean up first......" Seeing the fat man's studious look, Fang Yi couldn't help but pout, when the master was teaching himself to read and write, he had never seen the fat man so energetic.

"Okay, okay, Brother Yi, don't forget ......" Thinking that the sexual happiness of the second half of his life was on Fang Yi, the fat man smiled extremely flatteringly, and Fang Yi almost kicked him out.

Without taking care of the fat man, Fang Yi walked straight into the wing room on the right side of the courtyard, this room has always been inhabited by the old Taoist, although it has been three years since the old Taoist died, but Fang Yi did not live in, but cleaned up every day, and cleaned the house spotlessly.

"Master's Self-Portrait Is a ...... to Take Away"

After Fang Yi entered the house, he first saluted a painting hanging on the wall, it was a portrait, there was only an old man with his hair and sideburns, his appearance was kind, and his eyes were very expressive, as if he could see Fang Yi's heart at a glance.

"Master, there is no food in the mountains, the disciple is about to go out of the mountain, please protect the old man......" Fang Yi muttered as he took the painting off the wall and rolled it up, and then stuffed it into a bamboo slip.

With Fang Yi's foot strength, it would take half a day's work to walk from the Taoist temple to the bottom of the mountain, so there were only three days left to go out of the mountain, and Fang Yi didn't bother to run back and forth again, in his opinion, this was not a violation of the teacher's training, plus the old Taoist priest spoke truthfully and falsely, Fang Yi didn't know if he lied to himself this time.

"This wine gourd is naturally to be carried...... Fang Yi took a wooden box that the master often carried, put the bamboo slip in, and put the wine gourd that was used in it.

It's not that Fang Yi is reluctant to give up the wine in the gourd, but the gourd itself is very commemorative.

Because since Fang Yi can remember, this wine gourd has been inseparable from the master, the gourd that was supposed to be yellow has been rubbed by the old Taoist priest and turned dark brown, and the sunlight outside the house shines on the gourd, faintly revealing a trace of brilliance.

"These strings of beads should also be brought, the master once said, 'Tranquility is hidden, restlessness is death', these magic weapons can be used when practicing......"

After putting away the gourd, Fang Yi's eyes looked at the strings of beads hanging at the head of the master's bed, these beads included twelve hand strings, eighteen hand-held ones, and eighty-one and one hundred and eight rosary beads, all of which were covered with thick pulp, after the death of the old Taoist, Fang Yi also played with it from time to time, so the color was very bright, and it looked like it had a trace of aura.

People in the world think that bracelets or rosaries are from Buddhism, but in fact, they are not the case, and the practice of Taoism also uses rosaries, but Taoists usually call them flowing beads.

Nowadays, the relationship between Buddhism and Taoism really responds to the proverb that "the Buddha has said all the good things in the world, and there are many famous monks in the world".

In fact, on the contrary, as a foreign religion, Buddhism has many things that have been taken from the Taoist sect, such as the rosary used in practice, which was not created by Buddhism, and there is no record of the rosary in the Vinaya made in the Buddha's time, but there are many rosary beads in the early Taoist classics.

It is recorded in Bai Yu Chan's "Shangqing Collection" that Ge Xiangong "When he first alchemized Dan, he often held a rosary in his hand, sat by the Dan stove every day, and often recited the Jade Emperor's full number 10,000 times. It opened the precedent of Taoist chanting of holy names.

The 12 Taoist Dao Beads represent the 12 Thunder Gates, the 24 represent the 24 Qi, the 28 Constellations, the 32 represent the 32 Heavenly Degrees of God, the 36 Lessons represent the number of Tiangang and the Evil Spirits, and the 81 represent the 81 transformations of Laojun, and also represent the 99 pure yang qi.

The one hundred and eight Dao Beads represent the thirty-six Tiangang and seventy-two Earth Evils, but the old Taoist priest especially likes the eighty-one Dao beads, and among the Dao beads he left to Fang Yi, there are three strings of eighty-one ones, and the rest are only one string.

Fang Yi understood the master's intentions in his heart, because the exercises taught by the master were related to these eighty-one Dao beads.

"Dao Dharma Society Yuan Volume 177 Element Yuan Hui Mansion Jade Book" says: "Whoever comes out of the gods, he should first refine his qi and become a god. Sitting flat on the face of Wangfang, tying shoes with the gizzards, four movements for a breath, a prayer bead, pinching a bead for each breath, all amounts of people usually go in and out, gradually adding, do not work hard, I am afraid of inconvenience. ”

And Chen Niwan Zhenren in "Cui Xuyin" Yiyun: "Eighty put nine swallows one of them, gather qi and return to the umbilicus for fetal breath; Hold the rosary in your hand and count your breaths. ”

Ordinary people only think that these two passages are just Taoist scriptures, but this is a real Taoist practice method, Fang Yi has been meditating and practicing blessings for more than ten years, and he is holding a string of Dao beads in his hands, and the Dao beads left by the master have become a little introverted by him to this day.

Wearing a string of Dao beads on each wrist, and taking a string of eighty-one to hang around his neck, Fang Yi put the Dao beads into a cloth bag and put them in the box, his eyes aimed at a copper compass placed on the table.

Most of the things handed down by Master Fang Yi are objects that have been blessed by the old Taoist priest for decades, and the original ordinary things have been blessed with the Taoist scriptures for so many years, and they have also become magic weapons, according to the old Taoist priest, in the years when he was a feng shui master, this compass was his eating guy.

"Master, now that the world is clear, there is no Dharma to do at all, so I will leave this thing behind......"

Fang Yi muttered a sentence in his mouth, took the compass in his hand, squatted down and pried up a square brick, a small hole was exposed under the square brick, Fang Yi put the compass in it, although he didn't take it away, but this was always an object handed down by the master, and it couldn't be taken away by others.

"Alas, not even a single box could hold ......"

After putting the compass away, Fang Yi glanced at the wooden box, but it was not even half full, and couldn't help but smile bitterly, the master was really generous, except for leaving a self-portrait for himself, the rest were all broken wood and rotten beads.

Glancing at Master's room with some nostalgia, Fang Yi walked out with the box, but he didn't go back to the courtyard, but turned into the room on the left, what he packed just now was Master's relics, and now what Fang Yi wants to take is what belongs to him.

"Let's all stay here......

After walking into his room, Fang Yi took out a small box from under the bed, and looked at the many small pistols and small wooden horses carved from wood placed inside, his eyes couldn't help but soften, these things were carved for him by his master's hand back then, and accompanied Fang Yi's entire childhood.

"I mean, you still have all these things?"

The fat man who ran into the house couldn't help but shout when he saw the things in the small box, you know, when Fang Yi was a child, he took the small wooden gun and other things, and exchanged a lot of snacks from him to eat, but the fat man was not constant, and most of them were returned to Fang Yi after playing for a few days.

"Hey, what is this? Why haven't I seen it?"

The fat man who reached out and rummaged in the box suddenly found a small pendant with a rope, and when he was about to pick it up, he was snatched by Fang Yi, and said angrily: "Don't rummage, you haven't seen too many things......

Feeling the temperature of the bone pendant in his palm, Fang Yi's face was a little different from just now, and an indescribable look flashed in his eyes, because this pendant was really meaningful to him, and this was also the only object on his body when the old Taoist priest picked up Fang Yi.

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