In the blink of an eye, two months have passed, and the originally cold weather has slowly warmed up, and it is spring, and the flowers are beginning to compete for beauty.

In the Xishan Valley, in a sea of flowers, Chen Hua, who was standing with his hands in his hands, was smelling the fragrance of spring flowers, blowing the spring breeze, and feeling the breath full of vitality, hope and beauty in the soft and warm spring breeze.

Since Jiang Shang's parents felt the life and death of the world, the Dao heart was affected, Chen Hua is slowly pursuing that trace of feeling and slowly understanding the heart, two months, or feeling the various postures of the world, or meditating on the understanding, so that Chen Hua once again has the purest and simplest perception of all things in the world, just like the mundane in the world, with some feelings of being a mortal in the previous life, and no longer a high immortal.

Maybe that's what happens in the world, and if you really put yourself in your shoes, you can feel the wonder in it!

Under such a realization, perhaps Chen Hua's comprehension of the Tao has not improved, but his soul has undergone a different transformation. As the saying goes, a leaf is blind, and the body is higher than the soul, and there is often a sense of inability to rely on. Only when you get out of the shackles can you see the true meaning of all laws!

Facing the slowly rising morning sun, feeling the warm feeling of the sun falling on his face, he took a deep breath of aging, and couldn't help but open his arms and reveal a childlike innocent smile at the corners of his mouth, as if he wanted to embrace the whole world.

"Teacher!" A slightly hoarse voice with a hint of mild taste sounded, and Jiang Shang, who was dressed in white filial piety, had already come behind Chen Hua.

Slowly opened his eyes, looked up at Chen Hua, who did not look back in the distant sky, and lowered his arms lightly and said with a smile: "Ziya." Willing to let go, let go, say easy. It's too hard to do! Although you have the heart of the Tao, it is difficult to give up filial piety. ”

"Yes!" Jiang Shang, who nodded slightly, couldn't help but have a trace of sadness flashing in his eyes and said: "My parents passed away one after another, I thought that everything was broken, and it was still difficult to give up." The disciple wants to keep filial piety for his parents for three years, but he may not be able to follow the teacher to the Tao! ”

When Chen Hua heard this, he smiled disapprerovantly and said, "It's okay!" The Taoist, the mystery of heaven and earth. The love of heaven and earth, all living beings and all laws, can be called Tao. Gain and loss. Willing, good and evil, high and low, only seek your own heart! Sub-teeth. Worldly things. It's not that simple, and the Tao is not born! Do you understand? ”

"Only in your heart?" Jiang Shang, who muttered softly, couldn't help but light up his eyes, and knelt down respectfully to Chen Hua: "Teacher, disciple understands!" When the disciple's filial piety period expires, he should travel all over the world to find the mysteries of the world. Sharpen the heart of the dust"

"Huh! Good! When Chen Hua heard this, he couldn't help but turn to look at Jiang Shang, with a satisfied and appreciative smile on his face.

Immediately took a light breath of aging. couldn't help but smile and said: "Ziya, since you have an epiphany from this, there is nothing to teach you as a teacher, it's time to go!" ”

"Teacher!" When Jiang Shang heard this, he couldn't help but look at Chen Hua with a slightly changed face and said, "I don't know how Ziya will see the teacher again in the future?" ”

Seeing this, Chen Hua couldn't help but shake his head and smiled: "Idiot! The things of the world, fate comes and goes, why be persistent! ”

"A trip in the chaos, not the golden body on the mountain; It is already in the clouds on the mountain, and it is in the ethereal space. Ha Lu Ha, there are mystical laws in the world, you should visit it! In the sound of a ballad, the aging with a smile was floating above the nine heavens, and the figure disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Looking at Chen Hua leaving, Jiang Shang, whose eyes were a little misty, couldn't help but kneel respectfully at the place where Chen Hua was standing.

After a while, when Jiang Shang slowly straightened up, there was a phantom in the distance that rushed at an extremely fast speed, and in the blink of an eye, he came to Jiang Shang's side and turned into a golden robe.

"Ziya, where is the old fairy?" Song Yiren, who had just arrived, couldn't help but look at Jiang Shangdao anxiously.

Jiang Shang, who was slightly lost, couldn't help but get up and shook his head lightly and said, "The teacher is gone!" ”

"What?" Song Yiren, whose face changed, couldn't help but hurriedly say, "Hey, why did the old immortal leave at this time?" ”

Seeing Song Yiren's anxious look, Jiang Shang couldn't help but say unexpectedly: "Big brother, what's wrong?" ”

Jiang Shang and Song Yiren have been like brothers since childhood, and they became Jin Lan, so they are called this.

"It's my father, I'm afraid he won't be able to!" When Song Yiren heard this, he said with a sad look on his face.

"What, Uncle Song!" Hearing Song Yiren's words, Jiang Shang, whose face changed, turned to a busy count, and closed his eyes slightly in pain: "Uncle Song, he only has thirty-six hours of life!" ”

Hearing Jiang Shang say this, Song Yiren, who was trembling all over, couldn't help but turn white, and the whole person was stunned.

"Let's go!" Jiang Shang, who opened his eyes instead, hurriedly stretched out his hand and grabbed Song Yidao: "Big brother, let's go back and accompany Uncle Song more!" He should have a lot to say to you right now! ”

Song Yiren also reacted when he heard this, and couldn't help but rush to his home with Jiang Shang.

The Song family is in the village surnamed Jiang, although it is a different surname, but the people of the Song family are kind and charitable, close to the neighbors, but they are also happy in the village surnamed Jiang, and the old man of the Song family is a well-known good man.

The Song family has a lot of business, but the old house in the village surnamed Jiang is not very gorgeous.

In the old house of the Song family, in the bedroom of the old man Song, when Song Yiren and Jiang Shang arrived, the old man Song was sitting on the bed under the service of the two maids, leaning over the bamboo slips placed on the low flat table on the bed in front of him.

"Father, you are not in good health, what else are you writing about?" Song Yiren came in and took a look, and couldn't help frowning, and hurriedly stepped forward to support Old Man Song and said.

Raising his head slightly, his face was slightly ruddy, and the old man Song, who was in good spirits, couldn't help but smile and glanced at Jiang Shangdao: "Ziya is also here?" ”

"Uncle Song!" Looking at Old Man Song, Jiang Shang couldn't help but feel a little sad in his heart, with his eyesight, he naturally saw that Old Man Song was full of twilight, and he was already a dying person, but now he just returned to the light!

The old man Song, who shook his head and smiled slightly, said very casually: "No one is immortal, and the old man is sixty out of ninety, and he is already living a long life!" Ziya, since you're here, help Uncle Song ghostwrite! ”

"Yes!" Jiang Shang, who responded slightly, hurriedly took a chair from the side and sat down on the edge of the bed.

On the side, Song Yiren, who was holding back the grief in his heart, couldn't help but say, "Father, what are you writing?" ”

When Old Man Song heard this, he smiled a little smugly and said: "I am going to write a business book for my father, which is dedicated to the way of doing business!" As a father who has been in business all his life, he thinks that he has made some achievements, and he should leave them to future generations for reference! Stranger, you should remember that the way of doing business, in real terms, there are only two words, 'profit' and 'benevolence'! It's easier said than done! ”

"The businessmen in the world, many mercenary and unkind people, can always be prosperous for a while, and it will be difficult to last! The teachings of the old fairy made me understand the true meaning of 'benevolence'. Those who are rich and unkind will be like the Son of Heaven and not virtuous, and will eventually be abandoned by the people! Old Man Song turned and said: "Take the benefit of the people, and return the benefits to the people, this is the cause and effect of the heavenly way, the way of circulation, and it can benefit all generations!" O stranger, if you understand one or two, you can pass on the family inheritance, and benefit all the people, and the merit is immeasurable! ”

Holding a pair of empty bamboo slips, he quickly recorded what Old Man Song said, and then paused slightly to look at Old Man Song's Jiang Shang, who couldn't help but have an inexplicable brilliance in his eyes. Uncle Song, who doesn't want to be a businessman all his life, doesn't have much knowledge, but he can say such things. For a while, Jiang Shang couldn't help but understand what Chen Hua said more profoundly, it is really all mysterious! The way of doing business is inseparable from benevolence and righteousness, and it cannot get rid of the cycle of heaven!

Old Man Song, who paused slightly, couldn't help but look at Jiang Shang with a smile and said, "Ziya, I'll tell you, you come and write, let's start now!" ”

"Uncle Song, please speak, Ziya listens!" Jiang Shang couldn't help but hurriedly say when he heard this.

"Well, good!" Old Man Song, who nodded slightly, couldn't help but look at Jiang Shang with a smile and spoke.

While recording, while reminiscing about the words of Old Man Song, although they are simple words, but when they come out of Old Man Song's mouth, they seem to have precipitation and heritage, which is thought-provoking.

Song Yiren on the side, looking at his father and Jiang Shangyi in front of him, and the plain words also accidentally inspired Song Yiren, which made him more and more interested the more he listened.

As soon as this statement was written, it was not until it was getting late that the old man Song, who was a little tired, was persuaded by Song Yiren to rest first.

In the blink of an eye, it was already the early morning of the third day, and the business economy had already been written by Jiang Shang last night.

When Jiang Shang and Song Yiren came to Old Man Song's residence, they found that Old Man Song did not stay in the house, but was lying on a chair outside basking in the sun, and the whole person had a warm smile on his slightly comfortable face.

"Father!" "Uncle Song!" Song Yiren and Jiang Shang, who were slightly surprised, were all busy walking over.

Listening to the voices of the two, the old man Song, who responded slightly, looked at the sky and muttered: "Today's sun is so warm!" ”

After a while, Old Man Song, who was quietly looking at the sky, couldn't help but slowly close his eyes with a slightly hazy gaze.

"Father!" Seeing this, Song Yiren, whose face changed slightly, shouted softly, and then hurriedly stepped forward and knelt in front of Old Man Song, and cried out with tears in his eyes: "Father! (To be continued......)