In April of that year, it was the time of spring in the southwest. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

The whole mountain forest is full of flowers and grass.

The wild birds, which rarely appear in winter, seem to have regained their vitality during this season, and they are chirping every day.

These birdsongs sound a bit noisy to me, but they make people feel refreshed.

Warm sun, fresh breeze.

Peach, willow green.

Spring is like this, and it is a season of hope.

Since the beginning of March, I haven't dealt with the wrongs again, and even Fang Shiliang hasn't done anything with me again, but asked me to take a good trip to the mountains, which can be regarded as giving me a small long vacation, letting me go camping in the wild for a while to relax.

Since then, the Flesh Array has not been used by me again, to be precise, by any spell that I have never used again.

I just used the way of an ordinary person to live in this mountain and dense forest, to experience this deserted land full of stories.

After leaving the stone house, I headed north, to the end of the wilderness, and then turned east.......

In the past month, I have encountered a lot of injustices, and even some of them have never been dealt with with me, and they have never even been fought with me in person.

But as it happens, I don't know if these injustices were instructed by Fang Shiliang, or if they felt that I was not their enemy.

When they met me, most of the wrongdoers behaved very kindly, waving to me as a greeting, while the other few were very timid, and only dared to hide in the corner and look at me secretly.

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From north to east, from east to west, and finally back to south.

It's not a short journey, every morning starts, I have to walk until the evening to rest, and even when the road is good and there are no thorns in the way, I have to hurry up and run for a while, which is considered to save myself time.

It would be false to say that I am not tired all the way, but this tiredness makes me feel extremely happy.

Yang people were born in nature, and in ancient times, the mountains and dense forests were our hometown.

But in modern times, the steel jungle has long become our home, and although many things have become convenient and safe, it has to be said that we have also lost a lot of things in this life.

Birds singing in the morning.

Insect chirping at noon.

And the silent spring breeze and drizzle that fell that night.

Some people may think it is strange that these things can be felt in the city, but how can they be said to be lost?

Really, I'm not kidding.

The true appearance of these things has long since disappeared from our lives, and it can be said that they have been lost.

Perhaps in this era, only when we go to the suburbs or rural areas far away from the city, we will find that many things are much better than we imagined.

Fang Shiliang once said something to me.

"The closer we get to nature, the closer we are to ourselves."

I've seen so much in all this time that I couldn't see before.

There are fields of wildflowers that spread halfway up the mountain and people will never forget once you go there, and there are also streams that are crystal clear in the mountains and flow like the Milky Way with life........

To be honest, I haven't done any practice during this time, and even I feel like my skills have regressed a bit.

But I don't know why, but I feel that my own mountains and rivers seem to be stronger.

Maybe Fang Shiliang is right.

The closer you get to nature, the closer you get to yourself, and the closer you get to that invisible avenue.

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Before I went back to the stone house, I did three things to do.

First, I accompanied Mang Chitose to drink a good wine, made it comfortable and scolded me completely.

The second is to accompany the evil person to lie in the coffin and chatter, for a day and a night, and finish talking about everything he wanted to say.

The third is to find the evil lama, listen to him talk about the Dharma for three days, and drink wine with him for three days.

The appearance of these old-timers is either a giant python that covers the sky and the sun, or a gentleman wearing a Taoist robe without eyeballs, or a mummy with a spell wrapped around his body, how weird it looks.

Although they are not good-looking, in the final analysis, these injustices are good people.

Right.

It's people.

More like a human being than many living people.

I used to think that Fang Shiliang hated me, but in the end, I found out that he loved me a lot. (Damn it, why do you feel a little disgusting about that?!! ）

The same is true for everyone else.

Reckless Chitose, a true man, an evil lama.

After dealing with them a few times, you will find that these wrongs are very concerned about me, and really, although they are sometimes impatient with me, it is undeniable that they can think of me in many things.

Mang Chitose was drunk, and while scolding me, he counted down my poor skills, and I still need to hone more, otherwise sooner or later I will die at the hands of others.

The evil real people are very interested, and they will scold me, saying that I am too slow to run the mountains and rivers, and I can become stronger, but in the end, I am still like this.

The person with the best temper is the evil lama, although his appearance is the most terrifying among these old-timers, but when it comes to temper, I am afraid that no one really has a better temper than him.

The content it talked about had nothing to do with spiritual practice, but mostly talked to me about the small details of how to behave in the world and my own state of mind.

To put it bluntly, it is not teaching me to practice, but teaching me to be a human being.

Because of that, I'm really grateful for them, and it's not adulterated in the slightest.

Before going back to the stone house, I went to say goodbye to them, and this time I went down the mountain, maybe I would have the opportunity to meet in the future, but if I got into this trouble, then I could only see them again in the next life.

Seeing me say goodbye to them, these old-timers are a little embarrassed, I guess they haven't dealt with people for a long time, so they really don't know what to say.

In the end, Mang Chitose waved his hand without saying a word, signaling me to hurry up, and the evil real person just instructed me to let me use logistics and cultivation, Taoist cultivation is like a boat sailing against the current, and if you don't advance, you will retreat, and a lazy person like me may not know what will become in the future.

The evil lama said a lot to me before parting, but in general, the content was just two words.

Keep your heart.

"If the heart is not disturbed, everything is safe, and if the heart is not restless, everything will be successful."

This is what the evil lama left to me before parting.

To this day, I can still remember it very clearly, and I dare not forget a word.

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After returning to the stone house, I lived a chic and casual life, every day in addition to eating and drinking, or sleeping, and staying with Fang Shiliang's laziness, I seemed to be getting lazier and lazier.

But fortunately, he usually likes to tell me stories, and he tells stories that he has experienced, so I still learned a lot during that time.

For example.

How to deal with people.

How to deal with ghosts.

I haven't been in the industry for a long time, I've experienced too little work, and I'm really in a state of inexperience in many things.

The only way to make up for this is two ways.

The first is to keep working with others, just like some time ago, every day to fight with the wrongs, and you can play your own experience.

The second way is to learn from the experience of others.

Or read a book, or listen to a story, or let someone teach yourself by hand.

Even if it is cramming education, it is pulling out seedlings to help grow, but in a short period of time, this method is extremely effective, at least it is better than doing nothing.

On the last night, Fang Shiliang drank a lot of wine with me, until he was dizzy from drinking, and there was a smell of alcohol in and out of his words, as if he was going to be drunk.

"You have to leave tomorrow, I can't control your future path, I hope you can see it clearly before you get started, don't do things that will make you regret it." Fang Shiliang instructed me with a mouth full of wine.

"I know." I nodded.

Fang Shiliang smiled: "Actually, I envy you." ”

"What do you envy me?" I was stunned.

"I envy you for thinking about everything, really, you live very clearly." Fang Shiliang said and shook his head: "People like those of us who didn't understand and didn't know what they wanted are the saddest. ”

"Live clearly?" I scratched my head and smiled: "It's not like I'm living a clear life, at most I'm a little self-aware, I don't have any big ambitions, that's a fact, but I do know what I want." ”

"What do you want?" Fang Shiliang asked me.

I shrugged my shoulders and didn't answer his question directly, but instead said.

"What I want is close at hand, and what I want to cherish has never gone far, so I feel like I'm living a very happy life now, isn't it?"

Fang Shiliang was silent for a while, and asked me tentatively.

"You want me?"

When I heard this, I almost didn't smash the bottle in my hand in his face, and glared at him through gritted teeth.

"!"