Everyone's understanding of life is different. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Some people may think that being alive is more important than everything. Or maybe some people will be like the young practitioner who walked in front of them, thinking that if you can't pursue what you want to pursue, then it is better to live than to die.

These different views and understandings of life have formed this era of various and brilliant colors full of change, and at the same time, it has also created countless heroes or heroes, and also left many unforgettable anecdotal allusions.

Fifty years of life, if compared with heaven and earth for a long time, it is like a dream and an illusion.

In this short sentence that contains countless life truths, what we are told is the transience and fantasy of life.

Although a person's life is short, some people can bloom calmly or burn themselves violently in this short life, leaving their image forever in the minds of future generations like a dream, and leaving their own brilliant strokes in the long historical picture.

Perhaps, this practitioner and the master in his mouth are also pursuing such a life.

However, what puzzled Xiuguang was that the practitioner said that he was like a precious medicinal herb picked by him, a half-man, and he was unable to pursue what he wanted at all, and he could not play his role in this era in this life.

But if that's what he really thinks, then how could he still be in Himeji Castle for more than five years?

There must still be a flame burning in his heart, a faint flame that is enough to sustain him for the time being. Hidemitsu thinks so definitely.

Or maybe one day, this young flame will turn into a raging fire?

And is the same with the master of his mouth? If so, what kind of person is that master?

Xiuguang stared at the back of the young practitioner in front of him and thought deeply.

Many people's understanding of life is not formed and matured in a day or two. Many people even spend their entire lives searching for their own value and meaning, as well as understanding their own life.

Some people, perhaps in the ups and downs of life, or in the course of living a long time in peace, have found their own value and meaning in life, as well as their own understanding of life.

After finding the meaning and value of their lives, some people may be depressed because they can't do it, or some people will be like a practitioner and his master, and a flower of fire will be ignited in their hearts.

They are like a child running in the chaotic woods, after endless running and pursuit, they finally clear what they want to pursue in the frustration and chaos, running on the endless grassland, waiting for the time when the fire in their hearts will finally burn the prairie will come.

On the way down the mountain, Xiuguang has been thinking about these seemingly ethereal and meaningless things, as if he has returned to the feeling of being alone in a book.

The practitioner who walked in front seemed to know what Xiuguang was thinking at this time. He grinned, but didn't speak.

This silence gave Xiuguang more time to think, and at the same time, it also made him full of respect for the seemingly ordinary practitioner in front of him.

The group continued to descend the mountain in an atmosphere of silence but not embarrassment.

After almost half an hour, they finally managed to make their way from the rugged mountain path unharmed to the base of the mountain, towards the nearby town of Himeji Castle.

"Really, it's not the same as before......"

looked at the Xiu family, who was no longer the same as the Himeji Castle in his memory, and let out such an emotion.

Himeji Castle was built in the first year of Shohei (the second year of Sadawa in the Northern Dynasty) by Akamatsu Sadafan of the Akamatsu clan. At that time, Himeji Castle was still small, and it is said that it was only about the size of an idate. Later, when the retainers of the Kodera family, Shigetaka Kuroda and Jobaka, father and son, served as the castle generation, it was developed and expanded, and it became a true medieval castle.

The daimyo who now has Himeji Castle as his residence was Terumasa Ikeda, who was enshrined in Harima 520,000 koku for his merits after the Battle of Sekigahara. In 1601, he began to build the main branch of Himeji Castle on a large scale, but it has not been completed until now. So far, it is said that nearly 30 million people have been dispatched to build the project.

It is already very different from the Himeji Castle of the Hideyoshi era that the Hideya witnessed with their own eyes, and it is the current Himeji Castle.

People are changing, the castle is changing, and the times are changing.

So, after more than ten years, the Hideya who returned to Himeji Castle again will have this kind of sigh.

The practitioner took Hidemitsu and his group into the castle town, and after bypassing many large and small streets and alleys that were complicated, prosperous, or poor, they came to his medical center.

The young practitioner's clinic is located on a relatively remote corner of the street, sparsely populated, and sometimes there is no one to be seen for half a day. There are many small pieces of miscellaneous items on the side of the street corner, which makes this remote street corner full of the atmosphere of a castle town.

His infirmary is also a very ordinary mansion. It is made of the same materials and structure as a civilian house, but it is slightly larger. Directly in front of the medical hall is a wooden sign that seems to have not been taken care of for a long time, and on it is written in ink two large words "Xiaojie".

Because of the passage of time, most of the ink has faded from these two words, and the small wooden board, which was barely used as a store sign, is also covered with dust and traces of past moss, showing a dilapidated and dilapidated feeling.

The practitioner brought Xiuguang and them into the medical hall. The interior of his medical hall, like the exterior, is very simple and austere, and there is nothing particularly worth seeing. The room was filled with the scent of fresh herbs and earth, which made Xiuguang very relaxed.

After Xiuguang and the others came in, the practitioner casually put his full of many precious medicinal herbs in the corner of the wall, and did not store them properly, and immediately ran away to entertain the guests.

For his inconspicuous ordinary behavior, Xiuguang saw it in his eyes.

"By the way, I forgot to ask your Excellency what to call it."

As if he had suddenly remembered something, Xiuguang asked the practitioner:

"I wonder if the 'Kosuke' written on the shop sign I just saw outside is your name?"

After hearing Xiuguang's question, the practitioner smiled casually:

"Names don't really matter to us people. The word 'Kosuke' can be said to be my name, or it can be said that it is not. If a few of you like it, you can't call it that. ”

As if on guard against Xiuguang's temptation, the young practitioner's answer was very ambiguous and vague.

It doesn't really matter what the name of the practitioner is. Xiuguang's focus was on something inside his medical hall.

I remember there was a saying that said it before. The place where a person lives, works and takes care of it can reflect the person's character, habits and something more profound.

What Xiuguang saw in his medical hall was not a medical hall. The herbs and weights and measures inside were placed very haphazardly. It looks like a medical center, but it's not actually a medical center. If he really practiced medicine here in order to survive, it would be impossible for him to treat the medicinal materials and instruments inside the medical hall so casually.

He had been practicing medicine here for nearly six years, and there must have been other, more profound reasons.

Maybe it has something to do with his life experience.

Or rather, what is he waiting for?