But at this moment, there was a hurried knock on the door outside: "Eat breakfast, and then start working!" ”

After I got dressed, I came out to take a look, only to see a large plastic bucket in the middle of the courtyard, and the handymen were listlessly lining up to eat, and the breakfast was porridge and steamed buns, as well as pickles, and the food was not bad.

As soon as I went out, everyone stared at me, and the gang that had beaten me last night was among them, and saw that the original brown marks on my face were gone, and even the bruises and bruises were gone, which made these people look stupid.

Wang Gou didn't appear, and I later learned that Xie Guangkun had a dead hand yesterday, and Wang Gou's cheekbones were cracked, and he would still be raised in bed.

After receiving a pair of clean tableware, Brother Hu and I lined up at the back of the line, Brother Tiger looked at me with a blue nose and swollen face, and said in surprise: "Xiao Zhu, you?" ”

"I don't know what to do, just get some sleep." I dealt with it casually, the key is to tell the truth to Brother Hu, and he won't believe it.

After a brief breakfast, I found a young man with an unsocial face and handed him a cigarette: "What do we do every day?" ”

"Hey, Bangti." The young man put the cigarette on the root of his ear and complained: "Not far from here, there is a large area of the Gobi Desert, and the sect plans to make a garden for growing medicinal herbs, but I don't know what to think about it, which one can't be chosen?" I chose the Gobi Desert. ”

"We just go there every day to turn over all the stones on the Gobi Desert and loosen the soil...... This is really not done by people, you will know when you pass. ”

I saw the young man staring at the cigarette case in my hand, and I simply stuffed it all to him, and the young man's face was happy, and he whispered to me:

"I see you're new here, a strange and pitiful person, there are two things, let me tell you." The guy took out a dirty copy of "Taishang Induction Chapter" from his arms and handed it to me:

"Hurry up and memorize, you don't need to memorize it all, just know a sentence or two, and when you can work, those bull noses will ask questions, if you can't answer, it will be miserable."

I opened the book and flipped through a few pages, picked out two sentences at random, and memorized them silently, and the young man pretended to squat down to tie his shoes, and said to me secretly:

"There is another thing, Wang Gou and Yan Ning let go, the two plan to join forces to kill you directly and bury you in the medicine garden as fertilizer...... You didn't hear about this from me. ”

"Got it." I smiled at the young man and looked at the crowd not far away, Yan Ning was among them, looking at me gloomily.

"What do you call it?" I asked the young man.

"Drunkard." The young man pointed to his nose and said.

The young man's face was fair, his appearance was quite good, he had long and chic hair, and his nose was red.

After chatting, I learned that the drunkard came to Longhu Mountain in his teens and has been here for almost ten years, but he is still a handyman.

"So where do you think I can go?" The drunkard shook his head and smiled bitterly: "I escaped from the orphanage, and I came to Jiangxi all the way to ask for food, and the people of Longhu Mountain saw that I was pitiful, so they took me in, but I am destined to have no relationship with Taoism, and I have been stunned for ten years, and I have not realized a trace of aura." ”

I beckoned to Brother Tiger and called him over, and we squatted on the ground and listened to what happened to the drunkard.

"I don't have a skill, I don't have any skills, except for being able to drink, what can't I do, what I can't eat, you say, just a waste like me, leave Longhu Mountain, I can't get on outside."

Brother Tiger squinted at him: "So, they all call you a drunkard?" ”

"yes." The drunkard admitted without hesitation: "The earliest nickname was given by those old cows, and once, I went all the way up the mountain from the yard of the miscellaneous servants, ran to the inner disciple's area to steal wine, and as a result, I was caught ......."

Brother Tiger and I were surprised to hear it, this brother is really gluttonous:

"And then? Bullnose beat you up? ”

"Nope." The drunkard looked smug and said, "How old am I?" Teenage farts big kid, the old man who grabbed me, what is Zhang San crazy...... The old man was reluctant to beat me, so he slipped me back to the compound and gave me a bottle of home-brewed plum wine. ”

Zhang San is crazy? Old man Zhang? It's a pity that this old man is living happily in the field, otherwise if he takes care of him, it will be a matter for me to resume Taoism?

What's more, Zhang Sanmad is also one of the twelve great heavenly masters, and on the mountain, he should have some right to speak.

The drunkard touched his red puffy nose and continued: "Since the day of the fight, I have gone to the outer door every three or five days, and the inner door is blindly wandering, and the bull noses know that I am a good wine, I only steal wine, and I never touch anything else, plus I am young, no one is too lazy to compare with me, sometimes I catch it, beat it a few times, kick it twice, and sometimes I can get it, and there are many Taoist priests who drink on the mountain, but there are a lot of them, while he is not there, turn into the house and get a bottle or two, which is not a problem at all." ”

"Brother, I'm really not blowing, me! It's the living map of Dragon and Tiger Mountain! Don't look at this sect, I'm not familiar with the area, there are only one or two. ”

I lowered my head and groaned and asked the drunkard, "Is there a place to sell alcohol around here?" ”

I originally wanted to ask: Where is the pill warehouse at the outer gate? At this stage, it would be excellent to be able to steal some pills that are suitable for the Enlightenment Realm and to swallow in the Chongguan Realm, but I am not familiar with the drunkard, so I can't ask this directly.

As soon as I heard that I was going to buy wine, the drunkard's greedy harazi flowed down, and he said incoherently excitedly: "Yes! Absolutely! There is a small shop not far from the bottom of the mountain, and there is also a small shop on the mountain, not far from here, walk...... I'll take you. ”

I bought two bottles of Fenjiu, a bag of pickled pepper peanuts, the drunkard stared at the wine bottle in my arms in a daze, wanted to say something, but was embarrassed to say, anxiously scratched his ears and cheeks, looking very festive.

Judging from the way this kid dresses, it is estimated that he is also poor and high-grade, Longhushan gives the miscellaneous servants food and shelter, and the salary must not be considered, but if he can take out three or five yuan in his drunkard's pocket, he will not steal wine and drink everywhere over the years.

I briskly stuffed the wine and peanuts into his arms: "Make a friend, brother, drink slowly, don't be embarrassed to find me when you are hungry in the future." ”

"Howler!" The drunkard happily agreed: "Brother Zhu, I really won't tell you, in the past ten years, you are the second person to buy me wine, the first one is Zhang Sanmad, but I haven't seen him for a long time......"

Later, the drunkard cried with excitement.

I looked at him with a smile, thinking in my heart, with this living map, why should I worry about not being able to steal the elixir?

In fact, after a long time, you can find that the people who live in the miscellaneous compound are not all bad people, a considerable number of them are like Brother Hu, who are tired of the world and want to practice in seclusion, but the road to metaphysics must be bumpy and bloody.

After a long time, they will naturally become disconnected from society and will never go back.

You say these people are hermits, right? They are not, they don't have a trace of Taoism, but they are outside the world, you have to ask him, is it uncomfortable to live like this, he will definitely answer you, it is not uncomfortable, this is the life I have chosen.

Therefore, it is difficult to define these people from the eyes of the world, and I think that maybe they have wisdom beyond the scope of your and my knowledge.

Because suffering itself is a way of cultivation, and cultivation is the soul and attitude, and it is not necessarily necessary to cultivate aura.

Buddhist monks, often in a word, is the deepest Zen principle, but people do not necessarily have Taoism, people's strength, is not reflected in the aura, but in the state of mind, the level of the soul.

This way of cultivating is often greater than the aura.

While waiting in the courtyard, a dark-looking middle-aged man came out of the crowd, and he came to me and said, "Wang Gou asked me to give you a squeak, and I will let you bleed tonight." ”