Chapter Forty-Eight: The Variety of Life
Yu Hao's wolf eyes stared at Heng Jun faintly. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info
Heng Jun was stunned, and finally found some reason in the impulse to flatter the master, Heng Jun sneered, "Then, the disciple will take it for you first?" β
As he asked, the thing had been honestly stuffed into the corner.
Yu Hao was satisfied, and turned his head to get ready to sleep.
β¦β¦ Still tired from the mountain, he hasn't slept well in the past few days.
Yu Hao, who had completely forgotten that he had slept during the day, had not closed his wolf eyes before he listened to the rambling behind his ears.
"Master, what should those people do?"
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"Master, the disciple is worried about ......"
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Yu Hao was furious and turned around suddenly, "Didn't you think about it a long time ago?" β
Heng Jun shuddered, "Poof-" kneeling on the ground.
"The disciple doesn't dare, the disciple only obeys the teacher's orders!"
The man kneeling in front of him had a white face, his head bowed, and he did not move.
β¦β¦ It's not as good as the oath I swore in the lapis lazuli mine before!
As for it?
Isn't his tone a little heavier!
What's the deal with being like a bullied little daughter-in-law?
Could it be that his domineering spirit has escalated again?
Yu Hao also knew that his brain had opened up...... In fact, it should be that his "stick" wheel was too powerful last time in the lapis lazuli mine, so that now Hengjun still has sequelae.
Sighing, Yu Hao sat up straight. "Do you know why you came down the mountain?"
"The disciple doesn't know!" Heng Jun Road.
Yu Hao secretly rolled his eyes.
What to pack! To evacuate, of course! Otherwise, he is a good wolf king, why did he come here to be angry!
It's just that he certainly can't say this kind of knowing it!
"It doesn't matter if you really don't know it or not. In the teacher's view, the mountains and mountains are all cultivation. Yu Hao said, "There are a herd of birds and beasts on the mountain, I can take you to appreciate their habits, and use the way of heaven to make up for the deficiency." When people gather and live under the mountain, they must be led by you, know people's feelings, and gain humanity. In short, what the teacher taught you on the mountain is only cultivation, and if you want to truly comprehend, you still have to rely on practice, and this is the real practice! β
The low and elegant voice sank into Heng Jun's ears, and a few words were like thunder coming from his head, and Heng Jun's eyes lit up.
Whether it was the disciples inside or outside the sects, the great elders of the sect always asked them to go down the mountain to practice. But at most, it's an experience. Whether it is a real experience or in the end, there is no place to die, and there has never been a sentence like the master who said "practice" so profoundly and simply.
β¦β¦ It's as if just listening to what the master said, there are faint traces of a breakthrough in my own practice.
Of course, Yu Hao saw the close admiration and reverence on Heng Jun's face. The scriptures in the Tao Te Ching stretch for thousands of years, especially the famous sentences in it, and a casual mention of it is enough to benefit people a lot, let alone those who practice.
Yu Hao continued, "Therefore, this practice, you can do whatever you want, and when the time comes, the teacher will naturally tell you, and as for the teacher himself, you don't have to worry about it!" β
ββ¦β¦ Be! β
Hengjun promises.
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The sky lit up with the white of the fish's belly.
Villagers came to help.
The yard was still the same yard, and even the lines on the fence gate that had been accidentally ripped off the last villager who had helped last night were still there, but the villagers quickly sensed that something was wrong.
"Your family...... What about the big dog? "Finally someone asked.
Mr. Zhang's son smiled, "The dog belongs to the monk, and the monk has left this morning!" β
"Oh!"
More villagers heard, "The old man and the monk were not against each other when he was alive, and he had to tell us even if he left!" β
"yes, when did you leave, why didn't you hear it?"
Zhang's son smiled, "That monk just knows that he doesn't want to disturb you, and we will ......move in a while."
"What, you're moving?"
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The villagers were surprised, and even though they knew that it was inappropriate to ask these questions at this time, they couldn't help but ask more.
Mr. Zhang's son responded one by one, and asked them intentionally or unintentionally if they heard anything last night, but the answers of all the villagers were almost the same-night until dawn. There are even times when I couldn't sleep at night, but I really slept soundly last night.
Mr. Zhang's son's expression remained unchanged, but his heart was only like a stormy wave.
β¦β¦ Although the monk had knocked those people unconscious in a few strokes last night, the screams of the steward at that time were still still in his ears. But no one in the village noticed!!
Mr. Zhang's son unconsciously turned his head to look at his father's coffin.
Among the huge "lay" words, April and Friday are gathered.
The thick coffin rested in the middle.
The cold wind swept by, bringing up the fluttering wind.
Mr. Zhang's son looked at it, and his face changed a few times.
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Cold autumn bleak.
The uninhabited path under the mountain.
A horse-drawn carriage walked lonely in the middle of it.
It was Hengjun who was driving.
In the corner of the carriage, six sturdy guys who were tied up were stacked together, the carriage and horses were bumping, and the few people did not make a single sound, obviously not awake yet.
In the middle of the carriage, Yu Hao sat calmly.
The curtain of the carriage lifted slightly, revealing a shaggy tail.
The silver light shone faintly under the sun, faintly revealing a faint blue luster.
"Master, do you want to slow down?" Heng Jun, who was driving in front, asked.
"Hurry up!"
"Yes!"
Heng Jun raised the long whip in his hand and whistled, and the two horses neighed, and the sound of the forest aroused several birds.
Yu Hao's consciousness was lightly dispersed, and the surrounding scene was clearly reflected in his eyes as before.
The birds and beasts whispered, but wherever his breath passed, the birds and beasts were quiet like little daughters-in-law.
Although he vaguely regarded this entire foothill as his own territory, he had never run here even when he ran around in the woods!
How could this domineering aura be so powerful that he himself was terrified!
Could it be that it is really like what Heng Jun said when they first apprenticed, there are many beasts in this world, and he is the only one who can have such a powerful beast as him?
Yu Hao's wolf eyebrows were fiercely raised, and his divine sense continued to expand and spread.
β¦β¦ I really don't even have a slightly more powerful beast circle!
Yu Hao let out a wolf breath, changed to a comfortable position, and lay down.
Go to bed!
When the astute ear heard the human voice, Yu Hao moved slightly.
When the galloping carriage slowly slowed down, Yu Hao's eyes opened slightly.
When the voices began to be noisy, Yu Hao sat up straight all of a sudden.
Through the blowing curtains, people came and went outside the carriage.
There are merchants who carry flat shoulders and food. There were woodcutters carrying firewood into the city. There were people visiting relatives with bags, etc...... That sound seemed to be familiar and unfamiliar words that drilled into Yu Hao's ears, and Yu Hao's eyes lit up slightly.
The huge city resembles a towering hill.
And Yu Hao's carriage and horse shuttled under the hill and entered a place that was even more lively than Yu Hao had thought before.
There were old and young, men and women, all kinds of voices, scolding, flattery, flattery, screaming, crying.
Various aromas, tastes. Bitter, sweet, salty, and there were too many breaths that he couldn't distinguish for a while, and the taste suddenly broke into his nose, and in his breathing, Yu Hao was a little stunned for a while.
These should be unfamiliar to him, but they are familiar and make Yu Hao upset.
Because this is life, it is all kinds of life.
"Master, the Fang family has arrived!"
Hengjun Road in front of you.
The horses and carts that were walking slowly also stopped.
Yu Hao lowered his eyelids, hid the previous complications in his eyes, and jumped out of the carriage one by one.
Just across from the stopped carriage and horse, the words "Fang Zhai" on the tall black lacquered door were exactly the same as the last time he came.
Yu Hao's wolf's mouth cracked slightly.
At this time, the curtain of the car flipped, and the six people who were still drowsy before opened their eyes faintly, and after finding that they were at the moment, they each struggled vigorously.
The carriage, which had been stable just a moment ago, shook violently all of a sudden.
The people passing by outside looked at this side in surprise.
Even the guards standing outside the gate of the house on the opposite side looked over this way.
Hengjun smiled.
No one could have a disgust for a handsome person who met for the first time, nodded and left.
After the people passing by left next to him, Heng Jun said in a low voice, "If you move again, I will kill you!" β
Suddenly, the people inside stopped moving.
The swaying carriage also returned to quiet.
The corners of Hengjun's mouth twitched.
With both hands flipping, the vitality around his side condensed, and an invisible cyclone condensed in front of Heng Jun.
"Breakβ"
Heng Jun reprimanded.
"Boom-"
There was a sudden neighing of horses, and the voices of people wailed.
The people around the street only saw a cart and a horse falling straight towards the door of the house.
The guards outside the gate of the Fang Mansion shouted and retreated, but the chariots and horses that fell over seemed to be crossed by something, the speed and strength were so great that those guards couldn't resist it at all.
"Ahh
In the midst of the wails of the crowd, the largest black lacquer gate in the middle also fell to the ground with a "peng-" sound.
Dusty.
Wailing was everywhere.
"What's going on?"
The Fang family, who heard the sound inside, looked at the miserable scene in front of them, and their eyes almost burst into red. Looking outside, except for the scattered guards and the empty gate, there is not even a ghost shadow!
"Who is the master, who dares to make trouble outside our house?"
The people at the head of the Fang family rushed to the door and shouted.
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Outside the lonely door, there was no response.
The man's face turned blue, and he couldn't let out the anger in his body, and he raised his hand to hit the stone pillar on his side, and the plea suddenly rose in his ear, "Son, help!" β
The man bowed his head, not far from his feet, and the person with his face covered in blood was not the Fang manager!
The eldest prince of the Fang family pulled up the neck of the Fang steward,
"What's going on? Make it clear! β