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Miao Qianqian's whisper in my ear made me sweat coldly for a moment.

This suave bar owner made me vigilant all of a sudden, this man has eyes in his belly?

"What are you talking about?" Zhang Jing asked with a smile.

I said, "You didn't say anything, why did you want to talk to us?" ”

"I'm a person who likes to make friends, and when I see strange guests coming, I will chat a few words." He said he likes to see what the world is all about, which is why he opened a bar.

"I have had a dream of rivers and lakes since I was a child, longing for those ancient inns, constantly listening to the stories of those people who walk the rivers and lakes." Zhang Jing smiled and handed me a glass of wine, "I have wine, do you have a story?" ”

I said I wanted to hear Miss Dong's story.

"Yes, you're her friends, aren't you?" Zhang Jing showed a look of remembrance and began to tell about Miss Dong's residency as a wandering singer here in his place.

If Miao Qianqian hadn't said that, I really thought he was an ordinary hospitable bar owner.

I lowered my head, pretended to play with my phone while listening, and sent a text message to Miao Qianqian: Xinyan, are you sure?

"I'm not sure, I feel the breath of the eyes in my stomach, but it's not too strong." Miao Qianqian texted me and replied: It's a bit similar to the previous Jiang Ming's appearance.

I asked her in surprise: That eye has been killed? The previous Jiang Chengxi only had his tongue in Jiang Ming's mouth, and the girl with the eyes in front of him only had his eyes in his stomach?

"I don't know, it's weaker than this." Miao Qianqian replied.

Seemingly.....

The problem must have been in his mind.

At this time, Zhang Jing had already finished telling us the story of Miss Dong, that charming and gentle woman, and sure enough, her character was the same.

I said, "Boss Zhang Jing, I want to hear your story?" ”

"My story?"

Zhang Jing was stunned for a moment, pointed to the handsome resident singer next to him, smiled and said, "You like to listen to stories so much, I'll tell you the story of this singer who came to my store to work, right?" Don't look at this man so handsome, he is quite innocent......."

I shook my head and said no, Boss Zhang, I want to hear your story.

Zhang Jing, who was still talking and laughing, was silent for a moment and said, "I don't have a story. ”

I was amazed and said, "How can you not have a story?" ”

In my opinion, this boss is in his forties and should have a lot of experience.

"I don't have a story."

Boss Zhang Jing sighed and said, "I'm not afraid of your jokes, Brother Bai and I brought you here, although we are the same age and are friends, but it is true that there is a difference between heaven and earth, his life is very exciting, but my life is very mediocre." ”

Zhang Jing said that he was admitted to university ordinarily, with mid-stream grades, ordinary application, mid-stream grades, as a low-level employee in society, he has always been very mediocre, and his grades are midstream, so he can't go up or down, and he works until he is in his forties.

I said no, boss, you have such a big foundation now, how can you not experience it?

"Oh, I'm a good gambler, my luck has always been good, I often win the lottery, and this is my winning lottery, more than seven million." He said.

Lottery ticket?

I was sweating.

It's really more popular than people, we worked so hard to open a store, and we haven't had a lottery ticket to the pinnacle of life.

I have a doubt in my head, I'm afraid it's not a person with a special personality?

This Zhang Jing is a chronic child, he looks very mediocre and indifferent, and even if he doesn't have those sparkling eyes, it's really easy for people to ignore his sense of existence.

"With so much money, I think about the meaning of my mediocre life, I have been mediocre for forty years, and I still have no characteristics, I think about it for a long time...... I have always been very envious of listening to stories since I was a child, especially listening to other people's legendary lives, and I have always been very envious, since I don't have a wonderful experience, then it is better for me to be a listener, to be a witness to other people's lives. ”

Zhang Jing said: "So, I opened this bar, and if there are customers who can tell me an interesting story, they are free of charge...... I've collected a lot of interesting stories over the years. ”

When I heard it, I felt that this Zhang Jing was really exquisite.

This is a person who doesn't have a story, but loves to listen to it.

I just looked at him and asked, "So, can you tell us the story of this heart?" ”

Zhang Jing suddenly looked at us and said, "Xinyan, Brother Bai asked you to come over, right?" Is he still thinking about my heart? This is a kind of heart medicine, only suitable for mediocre people like me, people like him, can't bear it..... It's also because I'm a dull person after all, and I want to live longer and listen to more stories, so I do this. ”

I said, "Can you tell me about it?"

Zhang Jing said: "Originally, I was given heart medicine and taught me the golden mean, and I was not allowed to reveal it to ordinary people, but since you are also a master, it doesn't hurt to reveal it to you, I just hope that after you know, you will dissuade Brother Bai and let him dispel this thought of me." ”

I said, "If it's really not for him, I'll dissuade him for you."

Zhang Jing nodded and said, "Then, in exchange for this story, I also hope that you will tell me a very secret story, and we will not reveal it to each other and exchange secrets." ”

I was silent for a moment and said: My story, there are many.

Ning Que and Xiaoxin, the hanging-eyed woman Xu Taoyao, Professor Cheng of the hand of hell, roundworm love, left and right hand lovers..... Too much, too much.

However, Zhang Jing looked at us and said: I want to hear the story of Miss Dong and Guo Guli now.

I nodded and told him.

After listening to it, Zhang Jing's eyes were really bright, excited, beating his chest and pausing, as if he was brought into the emotions of the time, more excited than watching the World Cup goals, he listened to a wonderful story, sighed for a long time, and then said: "There is such a wonderful thing, the coffin in the apartment, the human head night pot, and the Miss Dong in the back, have become human head lanterns?" ”

"I can't imagine that the love between Guo Guli and Miss Dong has become so tortuous after leaving my bar, which makes people bitter, alas!" After Zhang Jing sighed, he nodded and said to us: "Yes, in exchange for the story, I will tell you about this heart-to-heart matter." ”

He turned his head slowly and led a few of us to the back of the bar, in a very private cellar room.

Zhang Jing said: "I can't hide it, I'm now in my forties, my skin is red and shiny, my eyes are bright, and my hair is black, because I have advocated the Taoist golden mean since I was a child, and I abide by a sentence in my heart: the husband is not fighting, so the world can not fight with it. ”

"This is the Taoist Patriarchal Technique?" I took a cool breath.

It's not that I haven't read Taoist thought.

Taoism has health preservation skills, internal vision is also called retrospective, if you can return to the inner view all year round, natural diseases can not invade, long-term vision can obtain longevity.

We have been in contact with the longevity techniques of Buddhism before, such as Shiva, and the reincarnation of those living Buddhas, and we have encountered the immortality techniques of Taoism in front of us.

Miao Qianqian's pupils shrank: Is it true that there is a Taoist family life? Can you really see inward, and have eyes in your heart? To transport the grains in your body and regulate your body?

Zhang Jing said: "Yes, the Taoist health care work, created by Lao Tzu, lasted thousands of years, how can it be just made up out of thin air? Countless Taoists use it to cultivate one's self and cultivate one's nature in order to achieve immortality, and now the method of Taoist family life is also circulating and reprinted on the Internet, but why can no one practice it? Just stop at self-cultivation? It is because many Taoist exercises need to be cultivated with Neidan, and Dan is required. ”

I nodded, acknowledging that I had heard of it.

Zhang Jing said: "I now meditate cross-legged every night, looking inward at my body, my body has shrunk to the size of a finger, into my own body, like Sun Wukong playing the belly of the princess of the iron fan, turning into a small person, crawling in the stomach, carrying grains, examining the inside, often checking and patrolling my body, just like an emperor's private visit, entering his own body kingdom to inspect." ”

I was completely taken aback.

Is there really such a magical Taoist inner vision?

But I have to admit that every kind of immortality technique is the effort of many ancient great wisdom people, no matter how bizarre it is, it is impossible to absolutely deny it.

Zhang Jing said to me: "We can trade again now, I can give you a Neidan to take, let you try the inner vision, and go to your own body to take a private visit." ”

I couldn't help but say: what deal?

"You just said in the story, you are going to find Guo Guli and rescue Miss Dong, right?" Zhang Jing's eyes instantly brightened, and she was as excited as a child, "Take me there!" I also want to experience something that is so wonderful. ”

For him, an extreme storyteller, being able to join in and hear half of the story halfway through is the most heartwarming thing.

I said: You may die.

"I'm not afraid." Zhang Jing said: "I'm dead and mine, I know the terrain here, I can help you, I just need to take a look, see with my own eyes!" ”

He was thrilled.

I thought about it and agreed, mainly because I was too curious about his Neidan, the one that looked inside the body, and it was also related to Miao Qianqian's sister, the eye girl.

Zhang Jing consciously took out two inner pills, these two inner pills were a little white, like two opals, very like two eyeballs.

Miao Qianqian whispered: The breath of the eyes appeared on this Neidan, which was very weak.

I was silent for a moment, somewhat incomprehensible.

Is this nedan made with human eyes?

Cruelty, in fact?

Zhang Jing said: "One can be cultivated for three days, you came suddenly, I can't prepare drugs, so don't worry, but for the sake of insurance, in order to prevent me from thinking that I have poisoned you, I will eat one of these two, and you take one...... Pick one. ”

When I heard it, I felt that this Zhang Jing was quite clever.

I looked at Miao Qianqian.

Miao Qianqian covered her ears and said: It seems... There is no problem, you can give it a try and find out what the details are.

I nodded and said yes, and picked one at random.

At this time, Zhang Jing handed me a Taoist health gong, I looked at it, and it was no different from the popular ones on the market, and there were many circulars on the Internet, which was a very ordinary self-cultivation qigong.

Zhang Jing asked me to meditate cross-legged, and then he meditated himself.

Miao Qianqian's eyes widened: "The two mentally retarded, chatting and chatting in the bar, began to cross their legs together and meditate and practice together." ”

I said: It is clearly to try to experience the cultivation method of the legendary Taoist Patriarchal Technique.

"When carrying grains, be careful of touching roundworms, run away if you can't beat them, so as not to be eaten, and if you come back to consciousness too early, you will waste a Neidan." Zhang Jing said to me.

Roundworm?

I took a breath of cool air, did it really come to my stomach?

Qigong, many people will practice.

This is a breath breathing method, and it is generally difficult for normal people to meditate, and they can quickly feel the sense of qi.

However, I have been exposed to qigong under the persecution of my grandfather since I was a child, after all, tattoos need to calm the mind the most, and it is not as magical as ordinary people imagine, and it can indeed cultivate self-cultivation, the so-called qi sense is just a weak airflow between breaths, which is a breathing method.

I took this fist-sized Neidan, and after about twenty minutes, I gradually followed it.

My consciousness began to wander.

My head drifted and my mind drifted away from my body.

Gradually, I vaguely saw a different scene, the bright red intestinal lining was slowly peristalsis, the heart was beating vigorously, the stomach and intestines were like a sewer pipe, and there was a food accumulation flowing slowly, vaguely seeing that it was the meal I had just eaten for dinner.

I gradually came back to my senses, and found myself standing in the middle of my own squirming tube intestines, a white wriggling roundworm staring at me blankly, staring at me.

"Hello." I say.

The roundworm didn't understand at all, and suddenly pounced on me.

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