Chapter 111: The Great Law of Shrinking the Land
"Leaving tonight?"
Mr. Sanwu's words made me stunned, because I felt that I was not ready, at least the wounds on my body were still very painful, and I felt that if I went on a long journey, it would not be long before I collapsed.
"Yes, I'll leave tonight and leave after dinner," Mr. Sanwu said this, twisting his long beard, and said with some displeasure: "That guy stuffed this matter into Lao Dao's hands without knowing it, I can't do this favor in vain, Lao Dao will send you back to him tonight, let him recruit himself." β
"Well, sir, I don't think I've got my injuries healed yet, and if I walk too much, I might be overwhelmed," I said to Mr. Sanwu.
"Hehe," Hearing this, Mr. Sanwu smiled slightly, "Who said you wanted to walk?" β
"So how do we get there? Doesn't the gentleman have a car? "This makes me a little curious, I wonder how he is a monk, poor and old-fashioned, how can he have a car, which is a bit inconsistent with his identity.
"What kind of car do you want, Lao Dao has never taken another car in his life except for the ox cart." Mr. Sanwu said with a smile.
"That'sβ" I was a little confused.
"You'll know later, let's eat quickly, let's start when we're done," Mr. Sanwu said, got up and went out.
My heart was full of curiosity, and I hurriedly finished eating, and then wiped my mouth and walked out to see what Mr. Sanwu was doing.
When I got outside, I found that Mr. Sanwu didn't prepare much, he just changed into a new robe, and the front and back of the robe were painted with Tai Chi patterns, which looked more like a Taoist priest.
In addition, he wore a Taoist crown, held a dust whisk in his hand, and carried a small worn wooden box on his shoulder.
"Are you done eating?" When Mr. Sanwu saw me, he couldn't help but ask me out loud.
I nodded and asked him what I was going to do.
"Just do what I say." As Mr. Sanwu spoke, he entered the house, first carefully moved the red hat to the stretcher bed, covered her with a quilt, hung up the salt water bottle, and settled down, then lit a lamp at the bedside and said to me, "You can push her and push out the door." β
Hearing this, I stepped forward and pushed her to the outside of the gate, and Mr. Sanwu followed her.
It was freezing and snowy outside, but fortunately the snow had stopped, so the red hat didn't get drenched.
When he arrived at the door, Mr. Sanwu looked around, nodded unconsciously, and said, "The snow is just right." β
Then he walked to the middle of the open space in front of the door, nodded with his foot on the snow, and said, "You stop here, and when I begin, go all the way west." β
I nodded, pushed the red hat over, and stopped where he had chosen.
At this time, Mr. Sanwu saw that we had already stood in place, and immediately lifted the dust upside down and drew in a circle on the snow.
The circle he drew happened to revolve around me and Dai Honghat, so after a while, when he stopped, I looked around again, only to find that there was already a pattern of Tai Chi Bagua on the surrounding snow, and Dai Honghao and I were in the center of the Bagua diagram at this time.
After the gossip picture was drawn, Mr. Sanwu opened the box and took out a few paper talismans and a bell from it. Then he shook the bell and said something in his mouth, and at the same time lit the paper talisman and threw it in the direction of the south, east, west, and north.
After scattering the paper talisman, Mr. Sanwu returned to the venue, shook the dust, raised the bell, and shouted to me: "Boy, pay attention, it's started, let's go!" β
When I heard this, I pushed my red hat and headed west.
"The supreme Yuqing King, the thirty-sixth of the heavens, the nine heavens of Puhua, the transformation of the ten directions, the hair and the golden lin, barefoot on the ice, 80,000 miles a day, shrinking the earth like the sun and the moon......"
As soon as we set off, Mr. Sanwu was right behind us, chanting a mantra aloud and shaking the bell.
Strange to say, after his incantation was recited, the snow particles on the ground were windless, and soon formed a white mist around us.
The snow and fog obscured my vision, and I couldn't tell the direction for a while, so I could only rely on my instinct and push my head forward with my red hat.
However, after walking for a while, I noticed that the car wearing the red hat was getting heavier and heavier, and the road seemed to never end.
In this situation, I couldn't support it a little, and I was tired of sweating all over my body, and the sweat soaked into the wound, which was painful and itchy, making me uncomfortable.
I gritted my teeth and persevered, and walked forward for a distance, but I couldn't hold it anymore, so I could only stop and sit on the ground with my back to the stretcher to catch my breath.
At this time, I felt as if I had been deceived by Mr. Sanwu, who had clearly said that I didn't need to walk too much, but the current situation was completely different from what he said, which made me feel depressed for a while.
However, it is strange to say that under the snow and fog at this time, although I can't see the specific situation around me, I feel that the environment here should be very quiet, and the most important thing is that the temperature is as warm as spring, which makes me a little drowsy and my upper and lower eyelids fight.
I wanted to hold on a little longer, but I really couldn't bear the sleepiness, and in the end I could only have a heart, and my heart said it, what about love, anyway, I have to sleep first, and the rest of the things will be said after I wake up.
With that, I just hugged the legs of the stretcher bed and fell asleep in the snow.
I don't know how long it was, until I heard the sound of a "crackling" firewood that I slowly woke up.
When I woke up, the first thing I noticed was that my surroundings had changed.
The fog was still hazy, but there was no more ice and snow, and instead it was a green space by the river with a blanket of grass and green trees.
The legs of the stretcher in the red hat were still in my arms, and a bonfire was burning on the grass not far away, and a figure in black was sitting on the edge of the fire with his back to us, as if he was roasting a medicine jar in his hand.
"Where is this?" I fumbled to my feet from the ground and looked around a little confused.
"Didn't the old Taoist tell you what this place was when he sent you here?" Hearing my words, the figure couldn't help but ask me out loud.
"He didn't say," I frowned, looking at the man suspiciously, "Who are you?" β
"I'm just an idle thing in the mountains," the figure asked, as he reached out and grabbed some herbs from the ground next to him and threw them into the jar, "Would you like to hear a story?" β
"I've been listening to a lot of stories lately, and I don't mind hearing more," I know this man has an extraordinary background, and he is sitting cross-legged on the grass and waiting for him to speak.
"Okay," the man nodded, but then said to me, "However, before I tell the story, I want to give you a piece of science." β
"What knowledge?" I asked curiously.
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