Chapter 33: Master's Past
Master looked at me in surprise: "Yes, the boy has grown!" β
I propped my chin with one hand: "But Master, maybe it's just my luck, after all, we are geniuses." β
Master looked at me a little speechlessly: "I just thought it was luck, geniuses are easy to meet geniuses, sometimes it's so metaphysical. β
After sorting out her thoughts, Master continued, "But I secretly checked her, and this girl doll ghost seems to be... There are traces of being deliberately cultivated. β
"Traces of deliberate cultivation?"
Under the candlelight, Master's face was a little gloomy: "Yes, although the technique is very skillful, I still see some clues. β
"Her innate aura seems to be insufficient, and there is a trace of it in her soul.... How so? It's the kind of breath that is deliberately put together. β
I thought of the dilapidated old house, which was, at least on the surface, a simple gathering array, but at that time I always felt a fluctuation that I couldn't see through.
I told Master what was in my heart.
"Hmm.... It's a bit weird to say that house, but after all, you're far from home. β
"I'll go and see for myself in a few days, if there's really a problem..."
Master's eyes became extremely fierce, not at all as funny as usual, and I was a little scared to see it.
"I came to her myself, and if I knew that the gang had arranged it, I would let her taste what it means to be worse than death. Ha ha... Hahahaha"
After saying that, the master laughed maniacally, his eyes flashed with murderous intent, and I was a little panicked again, and called the master softly twice, but he did not respond to me.
I hurriedly went over and shook Master a few times.
"Huh...? What happened to me just now? Master's momentum faded, and his eyes became clear.
I was afraid that this old man would do something wrong, so I timidly replied, "Master, you just seem... Gone mad. β
Master's expression was a little dazed, and he muttered to himself, "Are you getting more and more uncontrollable?" β
"What? What can't be controlled."
For no reason, I thought of some of Master's inexplicable actions during the summer vacation, and I always felt that Master might be leaving me soon.
Master sighed, the candlelight flickered a few times, and Master said slowly, "Alasβthere are some things that should indeed be told to you. β
Master's eyes were a little sparkling again: "Yes, because of the sect, I haven't slept well for so many years." β
Master stood up tremblingly and ran to me, stroked my head, and said kindly, "Disciple, there are really too many enemies in our sect, don't blame Master." β
Master always said don't blame him or anything, how many times, is it annoying!
I struggled to sit up: "Master, don't keep saying that you regret something, you have embarked on this road, and you can only go on forever. β
Later, many facts proved that I really regretted it.
"Okay, it's just that you can't go back to school these days, and I have to tell you some things slowly."
My eyes lit up, this old man, he was finally going to tell me something, I quickly sat up straight and looked at the master, expecting the master to tell me a story.
Seeing my posture, the master couldn't cry or laugh: "You stupid baby, this story is a long story, don't worry, I'll talk about it tomorrow." β
This old man actually whetted my appetite again, I got up and was about to leave, and when I was about to leave, I said: "Qi! I'm not unusual. β
Master didn't stop me, but said lightly: "Well, go to bed early, remember to be careful of that female ghost, don't talk too much to her." β
"Got it"
The moment I stepped out and closed the door, the candle went out.
Master's sigh faintly collapsed from inside: "There is not much time left." β
The old man's voice was a little old, and the master had been chattering a little strangely recently.
But after all this time, I didn't seem to notice any major problems, so I didn't pay much attention to it.
I fell asleep on the bed without a heart, entered the Taoist temple, and thought about this thing and left it to the master.
The next day, when the weather was clear and the wind was smooth, Master and I were sitting in the backyard with a game of Go in front of us.
The old and the young have fallen for a while, and the master is pulling things around, but he doesn't talk about business.
Seeing that I'm about to lose, I can't stand it, just put the piece away, and give the chess game to Huo Huo with both hands, our brain, how to play this thing well.
"You said you told me about business today, can you hurry up!" My little fists clenched tightly, glaring angrily.
"What are you panicking about? Frizzy, Lao Tzu said to tell you today, tell you today, don't you have such patience? "Master must be a hard stubble.
"Go, copy the Tao Te Ching 20 times!"
I was not convinced: "Why! This temple was repaired at the expense of my family, go! You go out. β
"Little cub, you're still energetic, aren't you?"
Master stepped forward directly, grabbed me by the collar and pulled me into the study: "Get in, copy it first!" β
The master was still angry just now, but the moment he turned around, he was smiling brightly.
I didn't struggle anymore when I got in, and I didn't move anymore. It's also a joy on the face.
I just want to mess with Master, and I want our Master and Apprentice to be as relaxed and happy as before.
I know that something must have happened to Master, and I may not be able to see him very much in the future.
I quietly picked up the brush and copied the Tao Te Ching. That's right, it's a brush.
Quietly, unhurriedly, copying, laughing as he copied.
This feeling makes me feel like I was back when I was seven or eight years old, when Master used to lock me up and take me without eating.
After eating unhurriedly at noon, he played a few games of chess with the old man.
I fiddled absentmindedly and casually: "Old man, you seem to be almost 100 years old." β
The master was playing chess there excitedly, and while accosting me: "Yes, it will be more than 90 years in a flash." β
I looked at Master's middle-aged face and teased Master: "Old man, is Lin Zhiying your son?" β
Master's hand that was about to fall shook a little: "What are you talking about?"
Master, this is the starting move that hit me...
"Nothing, nothing...."
"By the way, Master, I remember you said that our sect was only remembered by others more than ten years ago, and at that time you also said "the old man in charge", right? β
I closed my eyes and thought for a while, and asked with a trembling voice, "So Master, how old has our head lived?" β
The master began to pretend to be stupid: "Master? Am I not the boss? β
βhe~tuiβ
...............
After losing a few games in a row to make the old man happy, he finally began to tell the story: "I'm not sure if anyone in our sect has survived, so the story of the sect will have a chance to talk about it later." β
"What? You're going to trick me again? Tell me today! β
Master packed up the chessboard and said, "Can you not be so anxious all the time?" β
As he spoke, Master gave me a threatening look.
"It's not that I won't tell you, let's talk about Master today. Well.... The main thing is to let you know what a great person Master is. β
Master poured myself a cup of fine tea, and I quickly moved the cup over to rub Master's tea.
The old man was too stingy to ignore me.
He took a sip before he said slowly, "The story starts when I was a teenager.......
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The master's name is Yang Xiuping, who was born in 1900, that is, in the 26th year of Guangxu.
He was born in an era of unprecedented changes in China, where the imperial court was weak externally and exploited internally, and the country was full of leased and colonies, but the most ironic thing is that the leased and colonies were precisely the places with the least violence in China.
The tea on the table was steaming, and the master's eyes were full of memories: "In 1912, it was really not a human era, many people were thin and only bones remained, but they still swallowed their anger. It's just that my family is different, my family is a small landlord. β
Master was born in a small county town in the central region of China, and his family occupied two or three hundred acres of land, but he also lived comfortably.
The master's family is also kind-hearted, and the ordinary landlord's family oppresses others.2 8 Divide the account, which means that the poor workers and peasants may not have enough food to make ends meet after planting land for the landlord's family.
And the master's family doesn't say how good it is, it's 6 4 points, at least let others eat enough, right?
In 1912, the plague broke out in the small town where Master lived, and it was because of this plague that Master, who was still wealthy, ended his master's carefree life.
In that era of inequality everywhere, only death and disaster were equal.
"Xiuping, don't worry about your family, be obedient, hurry up and run for your life with the rest of the family's money." In a relatively delicate small manor, the weak voice of a middle-aged woman came.
Ahem... Cough... Yes, let's go quickly, our Li family is just a son like you, go to your sisters... Ahem," Master's father's voice was even weaker.
I've been coughing for a week now, and I'm sure something will happen if I go on like this.
Father... Mother... No... No, the court will definitely help us, I won't leave... I can't go."
Master's mother's tone was filled with disdain: "Heh... Court? Is the imperial court still the imperial court of the Chinese people? Kid, let's go, take refuge, cough cough... There will be a chance in the future... Let's go abroad... Ahem..."
The protector himself, who was made of a rag by the master, held his mother's hand and wept there: "No... No... Mother, you can't move anymore, who will take care of you when I'm gone. β
Master's eyes were filled with tears, and he prayed for his mother not to drive him away.
"Our bodies, we know for ourselves, you go quickly... Daddy can't live... cough, cough, cough...", after speaking, there was another violent cough.
Master's eyes were full of determination: "No! I'm not going! If I leave, I am disloyal and unfilial, so am I still a person? β
"Presumptuous! Get out of here! Do you want your father to pull your mother to death here? Master's father was suddenly a little excited.
"If you don't leave, my mother will climb into the river now and finish herself!"