Taoist cultivation, Buddhism cultivation, Confucian cultivation, sexuality, heart and action, each has different concepts but the same path, all of which are the way to know the roots. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 infoThe Confucian mind must first introspect; and then self-discipline; Cultivating one's mind -- Cultivating one's mind and eliminating one's own deficiency is the only way to keep quiet, to be quiet to nourish one's body, and to be thrifty to cultivate one's virtue. The hustle and bustle of the world, the impetuousness of society, and the heart is far away from itself!

At this time, Ning Caichen, who was leaning his head and holding his hands tightly and asking in anger, was the heart of Jingjing, but at this time, because of the changes in his family, he collapsed violently, and his meditation was not there, only the blank anger of what he had learned.

I don't know how long I asked angrily, Ning Caichen's body was weak and fell on the lonely grave, holding his mother's simple stone tablet with both arms, his face was full of tears and blood, and he let out a sad smile: "What's the use of reading? Haha...... what's the use? Ha~! Useless, useless, useless at all! No—there is—ah!"

With Ning Caichen's tragic laughter, the poems and ink words that were originally still stuck in the air disappeared in an instant, and his Confucian and righteous attitude was even more empty, and his breath was more drooping and old than that old man, but his heart was old, and the roots and souls of people were dying and declining little by little.

"Alas~~" Zhiqiu Yiye stretched out his palm, and finally shook his head and sighed and slowly lowered his arm, and said in a low voice: "The living and the dead ~ are dispersed by one qi, and when they are born, they are dispersed, and when they die, they are dispersed." If the qi gathers, it will be born, and if the qi is dispersed, it will die. And all things in heaven and earth: three out of ten living disciples; Three out of ten dead apostles; The vivid death of man is also three times out of ten. It is said that life and death are peaceful~ all things are together, this is the Tao of nature! ”

After finishing speaking, Zhiqiu Yiye stretched out his palm again, but it was not Ning Caichen, but Xu Laohan, who was lying on the grave and his complexion was becoming more and more ruddy, and said calmly: "Uncle, can I go to your house to have a look?" ”

"......" Xu Laohan did not respond, he had already looked down on his death in this turbid world, and he also understood the situation of his body, his wrinkled and withered palm groped around the lonely grave again, and a smile rose on his face, and he slowly took out a dark stone from his arms, which was as dark as a roadside, and handed it to Ning Caichen, who was holding the tombstone in silence, this time it was not misplaced, and it was safely stuffed into his hand.

The palm of his hand stroked his arm slightly, his eyes were calm, and he said in a deep voice: "Ah Lang, there is no one in your uncle's family, and the dog left by the little six family also left a few months ago!" This is something passed down by the older generation of the family, I don't know how long it was, anyway, my grandfather's grandfather has been saying it for a long time, and I heard that there was a champion in the ancestors at that time! Heh~ It may be true or false, I don't know, but it doesn't matter. You're still young, so you can help pass this thing on in the future, just don't let it get lost. Thank you in advance, uncle! ”

Xu Laohan left a word of thanks, that is, he slowly stood up, stroked the bent hunchback, and walked towards the door.

The old man walked away, staring at the dark stone, his face was pale and sweating, and Zhiqiu Yiye suddenly came to his senses, did not dare to look at it again, quickly chased after it, stretched out his hand to support the breath in his mouth, and asked in a low voice: "Uncle, what is the name of your ancestor?" Do you remember? ”

"Name? It's been so many years, the genealogy is gone, let alone remembering, I don't even know! ”

Xu Laohan opened his toothless mouth with a smile, and just when Zhiqiu Yiye couldn't help but feel lost in his heart, his face full of old man's spots and deep wrinkles suddenly showed a trace of thought, and after thinking for a long time, he whispered with some hesitation: "It seems that my grandfather talked about that champion?" ”

"Really?" Zhiqiu Yiye's eyes became extremely surprised when he heard the sound, and he hurriedly said eagerly: "Uncle, what is the name of that champion?" ”

"I'll think about it, let me think about it!"

"Okay~Okay~ Okay, uncle, think about it, don't worry, don't worry!"

Zhiqiu Yiye nodded again and again, respectfully helped the old man to walk, and moved for a while, the light wind swept up the leaves head-on, and instantly stepped to cover his weak body, and the old man also stopped his pace suddenly, looked at the dead leaves blowing next to him, and said uncertainly: "I seem to remember, but I don't remember it clearly, it seems that what is the name of that ancestor, what kind of forest is it?" Alas~ It's been too long, I can't remember clearly? ”

The old man was unsure, Zhiqiu Yiye was even more confused, and he supported the old man with his steps, and kept chanting in his mouth: "What kind of forest is Xu?" Xu What Forest? Xu Lin? Xu Lin? ”

Pondering in his heart, Zhiqiu Yiye pushed away the dark and barely tidy hut in the inner room, helped the old man to the bed, and thought about it again, until a certain moment he suddenly raised his head, but it was not because he thought of the name of the ancestor of the Xu family, but the old man on the bed had closed his eyes peacefully just now and left without a breath.

The face was calm and waveless, and he slowly spread out his palm, and a yellow talisman that had been prepared for a long time spontaneously combusted, turned into a little smoke and scattered in the air, and bowed respectfully to the void, and recited the mantra of the past life: "The edict of the Taishang ~ super you lonely soul, ghosts and ghosts all ~ , four lives are gracious." The one with the head is super ~ no ......"

After a long time, the last bit of light in the sky has sunk in the west, the dim and dark curtain rises into the sky, the world is lonely, Zhiqiu Yiye slowly withdrew from the Xu family and closed the wooden door again, the door closed and looked around, and the small mound at the west foot of the courtyard was added to the mound.

Looking at the silent figure still holding the tombstone, Zhiqiu Yiye couldn't help but shake his head, sighed and said: "People are dead and scattered~ cannot be resurrected." Those who gain ~ are the time of the day, and those who lose ~ are the days of the day, and the time is smooth, and the sorrow and happiness can not be people! Your wife is buried outside the town, won't you go and see it? ”

Zhiqiu Yiye asked and walked away, and Ning Caichen's blurred gray and dirty cheeks slipped silently again, and his palm couldn't help stroking his mother's tombstone, until a black stone fell and smashed on his leg, then he knelt down and kowtowed heavily to his mother's lonely grave, picked up the black stone again and walked out silently.

He owes not only his mother, but also owes a lot to his wife, a lot~a lot!

Ning Caichen walked out of the courtyard slowly, and there was a sound of Buddha chanting in his ears, and the Sanskrit sound was permeated in the air, but his movements did not pause at all, locked the courtyard door and put away the key, and walked directly past the Zhiqiu Yiye standing under the building sign in the direction of the chaste cemetery outside the town.

Zhiqiu Yiye's solemn and serious expression couldn't help but feel a little annoyed as Ning Caichen passed by, but thinking that it was only when he greeted him just now that he had this situation, he could only press the magic sword behind him with his back that was constantly shaking and almost unsheathed, and hurriedly chased Shen Sheng and admonished: "Ning Caichen, the ancestral master's magic sword is constantly warn, be careful!" ”

Ning Caichen did not respond, just clenched the black stone and the key in his hand, his face was deeply regretful, but his steps were extremely firm, when the two came to the desolate and uninhabited dilapidated town gate, a golden chariot Buddha chariot had already been placed on the ground, the monks played the magic instrument melodiously and lightly, the Buddha girl kept throwing the Buddha lotus petals in her hands and falling all over the sky, chanting the Buddha horn shrouded, and the heavens and the earth were exuding a peaceful atmosphere.

However, this made Zhiqiu Yiye more cautious and wait-and-see, the yellow talisman in his hand was ready to be sent at any time, and he sneered in his mouth: "The flowers and rain are all over the sky, the earth is surging with golden lotus, and the sound of Lunyin is singing, what a Buddha atmosphere!" ”