The human world, the nameless path, the roadside teahouse. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

This is a place for passers-by to rest, drink tea, and also operate wine and food, just near the left side of the official road, but only twenty or thirty steps.

Opening a shop here, there is also more than a mile away from the nearby town, but there is no need to worry about any thieves, but in the countryside, the indispensable lone wolf, wild boar and other fierce beasts, occasionally offended.

It was noon again, the sun was blazing, and few people were in a hurry at this time, and there was not half a figure in the teahouse.

The old man of the shopkeeper, who was short of breath and sweaty, hid in a fenced fence behind several houses, fetching water from the well and eating watermelons that had been frozen in the well.

At this moment, one after the other, two men walked along the road under the scorching sun.

The leader is extraordinary, with sword eyebrows and frosty eyes, and he is awe-inspiring.

There are poems:

Purple-clothed blood with a sword at the waist, a righteous and heroic.

The man who is one step behind is also a rare good look, but unfortunately he has a cough from time to time, almost coughing up blood.

What is strange is that on such a hot day, these two people walked all the way without sweating at all, but there was a little bit of cold and heat not invading.

"The shopkeeper asks for two watermelons, the kind that has been soaked in well water overnight. In addition, you need a plate of peanuts, a plate of cucumbers, and half a pot of old wine, not mixed with water. ”

The shopkeeper hurriedly greeted and went to work.

A thought turned in his heart: how did he know that there were still watermelons in the well?

Inside the store, the two people sitting across from each other were talking softly.

The young man in purple said with a smile:

"You're trying to get me to destroy them...... It can be seen that you are not small! ”

"Shouldn't I blame?"

The latter was Qin Feng, who was injured by the sword qi and had less than half a day left to live.

"I promised you that I would personally help you with the army, and I would go to you to enter the Tao in three or five years...... I will always give you an explanation, and I will give an explanation. ”

Shaking his head, Qin Feng looked into the distance.

The so-called storefront is nothing more than an ordinary wooden house with thatched roofs, and the official road can be seen from the open door.

"By the way, call me Ziyihou outside, don't call me by my real name."

Zhou Xun instructed.

"Well, why did the real person call it that weird? Purple Marquis, is there any meaning? ”

"There is no meaning, but don't you think this purple dress is very flattering to me?"

Qin Feng looked up and down, and it was normal to look at it.

When he came, he watched this real person "paint" such a person in the painting.

Right now, what appeared in front of the person was just a drawing incarnation of Zhou Xun, similar to a true talisman, much more sophisticated than the ordinary doppelganger's technique.

Of course, you can draw how you want to paint the people in the painting, and if the painting is good-looking, it will be good-looking.

"Purple Marquis...... It's a bit of the nobility of a prince in the world, but it's just a little bit sharp, and the general ministers are pampered, and they don't have much thought on polishing their swordsmanship. ”

"That's because you haven't seen the master of entrepreneurship, the founder of the country...... Such people in troubled times, each fighting for the dragon by virtue of their strength, hiding Tao strategy in their chests, with a long bow on their waists, all of them are good martial arts, I am just learning from them to be three points of brilliance. ”

"Purple-clothed Hou" Zhou Xun sighed and asked again.

"I am the truth, I am the world-honored, and I am the purple-clothed marquis...... The front side of the person, the back side of the person, the happy event and the white thing are different sides, which one is the real one and which side is the true self? Of all things, which one is true? ”

Suddenly changing the topic, Qin Feng was a little inexplicable.

Fortunately, he often debated the scriptures with others, and after a little thought, he replied:

"There are clouds in the Buddhist scriptures: all dharmas are empty, and idealism is not empty. In this way, everything can be true or false, but in the final analysis, it is all false, only I am true, not empty, and cannot be faked. It is precisely because I have some contemplation at this time that I can prove that my existence is neither false nor false. ”

"By extension, we should strengthen our minds, but we will not be confused or attached, that is, those who are enlightened will be able to be at ease."

At this time, the store came to serve the food, and sure enough, it was a watermelon for two people, cut and put it in a sea bowl, and served it, as well as a plate of salted peanuts and a plate of fresh cucumber slices.

Half a pot of cloudy liquor, with a layer of green ant-like suspended matter floating on it, is the best wine that a country shop can offer.

Fortunately, the two of them did not dislike it, and the "Purple Cloth" version of Zhou Xun found a few small pieces of silver, which were about five yuan, and the account was about the same.

The shopkeeper took the money, and went to the back to look for it, and in a short time he counted out sixty copper coins, strung them with a straw cord as thick as a finger, and brought them to the table.

The two of them have already started eating, Qin Feng is really hungry, he has not eaten rice water for a day and a night, although he has achieved success, he also feels hungry, and he eats peanuts and rice with relish.

However, "Ziyihou" only moved his chopsticks a few times and tasted a little, so he didn't continue.

He didn't need to eat, he could replenish his consumption purely by ingesting the vitality between heaven and earth.

"What you said, you broke the key."

"Hmm."

"Foreign objects can be false, difficult to prove, and difficult to falsify, only I can prove that they exist...... As long as I am still thinking and thinking, I am the only one who can verify it. ”

"This is the non-emptiness of idealism, the emptiness of all dharmas. Buddhism plays with empty colors and appearances, and has a fight with the famous debaters in the hundreds of schools. ”

"It's a pity that the descendants are not good, there are many robes, reciting Buddhist scriptures, doing fake cultivation, and corrupting the virtues of the great sages of the West, no wonder there are more and more monks in front of the gate of hell."

"Purple Marquis" sighed.

People say that "there are many monks in front of the gate of hell", not a lie, but he has witnessed it with his own eyes, over the years, in the hell of the Gongfu, there are five or six hundred people in the similar monks and Taoists, and there are a few almost every month.

"There's no way around it! Thousands of people practice, one person can succeed, and those who have achieved nothing have to seek some wealth in the world. ”

"Once you go astray, if no one extradites you after death, most of them will go to hell and suffer, which is really ......"

Qin Feng is empathetic, he is actually a member of the unextradited member, fortunately, Zhou Xun promised to dismiss him, so that he could avoid entering the underworld to wait for trial...... This is actually an escape from criminal responsibility, isn't the reincarnation of the cultivator a soldier to lose the face of the underworld and escape the nets of the underworld?

"Purple Marquis...... Who are you waiting for? ”

Starting in the morning, Zhou Xun took Qin Feng all the way to here, saying that he had calculated that one person would pass by here, and said that he was an old man.

"Don't you resent being calculated? The one who calculates you has also fallen into my calculations, and at this time he has completely lost his mind and fallen into evil ways. ”

"I'm just stopping by and taking you to see him from afar, so that you can breathe your breath, and then we still have our things to do."

The purple-clothed marquis is just an incarnation, and Zhou Xun himself is in the academy, and he has already finished the manuscript, and he wants to go to Qing Shui Zhenren to find out a little bit of his family.