Everything is ready, just wait for Zhuangzi to return. Everyone is talking while waiting, anyway! In today's situation, no one has the heart to cultivate. Taoists are also human beings, in front of money, in front of beautiful women, and in front of encountering things, they behave the same.

In order to save fuel, the seller chose the lights very small. The room was dimly lit. The black-clothed senior brother and the two gray-clothed mages were sitting cross-legged on the ground, in their usual positions.

The seller sat down on the bed with a big grin, and sat cross-legged behind the burden of gold and silver. The glow of gold and silver illuminated her in a trance.

In the hall, the beggar lost his temper and stopped at the soft call of the brother. At this time, the hall was quiet. The beggar let out a faint breathing sound, and the beggar gasped for breath for a while, and held back for a while. After losing his temper, he regretted it very much under the reminder of his brother's begging, and hated that he shouldn't have offended the senior brother in black.

Alas! If someone wants to kill you, it's just a matter of thought.

"How did you think of sending the gold back to the Mojia branch altar in Mengxian County?" Senior Brother in Black couldn't help but ask.

"What's wrong here in the Paint Garden? You? Don't you want to live here in the Lacquer Garden? ”

Hearing the black-clothed senior brother's question, the two gray-clothed mages also raised their eyes to look at Mai'er, waiting for Mai'er to answer.

Behind the pile of gold and silver, the figure of the seller moved.

"Brother Zhuang is going to Qi Country, he is going to find Sister Rong'er, and Sister Qing'er. I think! It is very likely that Brother Zhuang will not come back to Qiyuan, and even if he comes, he will not settle down here in Qiyuan. So! It's such a nice home, I don't think I'll be able to stay for long. Again! This home is not our home, this house is from Qiyuan Town, not a house built by Brother Zhuang himself. ”

Speaking of this, the seller suddenly became sentimental.

She doesn't know where her future home is? And also! Can Sister Rong'er accommodate her? Brother Zhuang is very good to her, but what about Sister Rong'er?

Although she imagined Sister Rong'er very well, but? Imagination is imagination, is Sister Rong'er in reality as good as Sister Rong'er in her dreams? Is Sister Rong'er as good as Sister Bai Xue?

The days that have just been quiet and less than a month old are too rare for sellers. Unfortunately! This is not the place where she will live for long. She sold her son's life, which is so bitter. So! She wanted to leave Qiyuan and return to live in Mengxian County. The Mojia branch altar in Mengxian County is said to be very close to the home in her childhood memories.

Her idea was as simple as that, she wanted to go back to her parents. Although her mother died very miserably, she still wanted to go over and accompany her mother and father. And here in Qiyuan, there is too much suffering, and she can't forget it.

On my father's side, there are only scenes of my father's death and memories of my mother's suffering. And here in the lacquer garden, it is the memory of her growth. She grew from a little girl to a woman, and the best moments of her life became the most miserable moments. She just wants to be by her mother's side, accompany her mother, accompany her father, and live her life peacefully.

"Zhuangzi, he can build a house by himself!" Senior Brother in Black said.

"With so much gold and silver, I can't spend enough to build a large manor!"

"That's it! It is! Two pieces of gold are enough to build a house like this. ”

The two gray-clad mages nodded as well.

Mai'er shook his head and said, "You may not know Brother Zhuang yet!" He wouldn't have built such a nice house, he said! As long as the place to live can be sheltered from the wind and rain. He said! Let's not live differently from others, but like the people around us. If you live in the town, you should live in the house above the town; To live in the countryside is to live in the same house as the countrymen. The food and use should be the same as the people around you, not too bad, not too good. Otherwise? You can't fit in with life......"

Selling her child is the same as Zhuangzi's preaching, saying the truth that Zhuangzi taught her.

The black-clothed senior brother and the two gray-clothed mages listened quietly. I think what the seller said makes sense, but it doesn't make sense entirely, and I don't understand it very well.

"I have money, why can't I live a good life? Do you have to live like the people around you? A gray-clad mage said.

Brother Zhuang said! Even if you have money, how do you want to live? How much can you eat in a day, and how much can you use in your life? Seller retorted.

"Brother Zhuang said, don't eat food, don't eat taste, eat nutrition. As long as the food you eat can keep your body in need, eating too much is a waste. How much can you use? Clay pots and pots are also used, and copper basins and copper pots are also used! Why do you have to be rich in brass supplies?

What is face? Does face matter? Brother Zhuang said that face is superficial, not real. Others have given you face on the surface, but they may be scolding you in their hearts!

Brother Zhuang said! Only when we have a clear conscience, we are satisfied in our hearts, and we feel happy in our hearts, can we be truly happy.

We have to live in our own world, not in the world of other people's faces! If others don't give me face, I can't live anymore? If only then! Brother Zhuang said, you have fallen into someone else's way! Your good days are over......"

Sitting cross-legged on the bed, he talked like a preacher. The black-clothed senior brother listened to it, and he listened to it. At the beginning, he felt that Zhuangzi was completely copying the words of his master Yang Zhu, just like he had heard Zhuangzi preach to Zhang Shan.

At that time, when the Mojia branch altar, Zhuangzi went to invite Zhang Shan to preach, and the black-clothed senior brother hid aside and eavesdropped.

Today! Listening to Mai'er's preaching, the senior brother in black had the same feeling again, feeling that Mai'er was copying Zhuangzi's saliva, and his saliva was flying, and his head was the Tao. But listening to it, he had to nod his head in approval, admiring the talent!

He had heard Yang Zhu preach, he had heard other people preach, and he had heard Zhuangzi preach, but why couldn't he preach? Can't copy other people's saliva?

So! I have to take it!

"Brother Zhuang said, why should we live like everyone else? Brother Zhuang said that only by living like others can you not be rejected by others and integrate into life. Don't think that if you have money, you can live another life, and you won't starve to death in the years of famine. Opposite! You can't starve, but you can be killed by someone else because you have food at home.

Brother Zhuang said! Don't think that you are smarter than others, that you can earn money, and you can live a different life than others. Wrong! Brother Zhuang said! In fact! You're not much smarter than others, everyone has about the same IQ, you're just lucky! You're just more selfish than anyone else!

If you're not selfish, you won't be able to save much. If you're not selfish? When others are in trouble, you give their excess money and relief to others.

So! You are selfishly! You live for yourself and don't care about the lives of others.

So! A true Taoist, but living differently from others, will only live the same life as others. Brother Zhuang said! It's called doing as the locals do! It's called blending into life! It's called grounding!

If you live a different life than others, you will be abandoned by those around you. In times of famine, in times of turmoil, you may be killed and robbed of all your money. You said? What's the point of saving money and living a different life than anyone else? Live the kind of happiness you think you have!

Brother Zhuang said! That's called fleeting happiness! ……”