Chapter 1 Ancient Guanyun Late-Night Visitors The burial master descended the mountain at the beginning of the trail
The sea of clouds rises the purple sun, the majestic mountain does not see the head, there are few mortal traces in ancient times, and the ancient view of the sky cultivates wild Zen. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info
The sun rises early, the morning light is spreading, and a peak stands between the mountains, like a sword through the sky, overlooking the sea of clouds and rolling waves.
The peak is quite flat, there is an old Taoist temple standing proudly, two mottled doors are wide open, there is a decaying wooden plaque hanging on the door eyebrows, the plaque is written with three vigorous big characters "Void Spirit View", there is a pine fluffy green branch under the steps outside the door, there is a rock under the branch, an old man, a small two Taoist priests sit on the stone and close their eyes and spit out.
The old Taoist priest has pale hair and a red face, a gray robe and bare feet, and the little Taoist priest has short hair and a white face, and is wearing a gray Taoist robe.
The old Taoist Taoist number five grains, is my master, but I am the path under the tree, my family surname is black, the master said that there is a degree of yin and yang, black yin also, lonely yin is not long, the pole is yang, but also vitality, so he gave his name, changed black to yin, and named Jisheng.
When I was eight years old, I was occasionally sick, and I had to be rescued by my master, and said that my life was a disaster, and I would be sick and painful in the future, and I would not die or be disabled.
There is no time in the mountains, I don't know the spring, it is 12 years in a blink of an eye, now I am no longer the ignorant child of the year, the more I learn, the more I feel that the master deceived my parents and abducted me up the mountain, once the master was drunk, and shouted at me: "Yin root, yin root, the old way travels all over the world to meet you such a wonderful, do you not come to learn the Tao with me, do you want to learn your father to herd pigs!" ”
Chiseled words are empowered, pondering the truth and even the words of reason, yes, what to do is better than herding pigs! This is also the reason why I know that I was deceived, but I still didn't run away, even if I want to leave, I have to learn all the skills before leaving, and I can be regarded as avenging the abduction of the year, if my master's old thing knows my thoughts, will he be angry to death?
I only hate that old thing's Taoism is too deep, the more diligent the Qing cultivation and hard study, the more I feel that I am small, it is difficult to look at his old man's neck, and if this goes on for a long time, I am afraid that there is no hope for this life to go down the mountain, and I don't know how the family is now, several times I want to go home to visit, but I was stopped by the master, and said: "The husband stands up to the sky, and the Tao is not successful, so do you have the face to see your parents?" ”
I guess he's afraid that I'll never go back, but think about it, why didn't I go back if I didn't learn it?
The boring morning class was finally over, and I went back to the main hall to make a cup of tea for the old thing, and was about to go out to practice, but the master called me back.
Why isn't this old thing in a hurry to go back to sleep today, why did you call me back, usually he urges me to practice, and when I was puzzled, I saw Lao Xi get up and walk to the door of the main hall, pulled out an oiled paper bag from the copper tripod full of incense ash, and threw it directly at me.
cough ~ cough ~ cough ~, it's really damaged, can't you take two steps and hand it to me? If you have to throw it over, you look at the incense ash all over the world, cough ~ cough ~ cough ~.
Qingshan is lonely, this is also the last entertainment show, seeing that I am covered in ashes, choking and coughing, the old thing has a bright smile, bending over and snapping the big ding, and the bun on the head is shaken down.
Yes, another entertainment project, this time it's my turn to cover my mouth and smile, the old thing is also convulsive enough, thank you when you're old, you have to pull the hair on the side to the top of your head and pull it in a bun, now it's good to paste your nose.
Pushing the bun on his head again, the old thing said to me with a smile: "Xiao Yinzi, you have been learning the Tao for the teacher for some years, go down the mountain tomorrow, and in the future, when the master is not around, you should miss my old man's good, what is in this paper bag is our Zhenguan mastery of the Void Spirit Temple, you have to keep it." In the future, if you are tired of staying outside, this broken Taoist temple can still live after cleaning up, by the way, remember to accept a qualified apprentice when you are fine, don't break the inheritance of Xiaoguan, and ah, you are a cheap person in life, stay away from women, especially beautiful ......women, hey-hey-hey, why are you going, Lao Tzu hasn't finished talking yet! ”
You are only destined to be cheap, your whole family is destined to be cheap, too lazy to talk to him, I ran back to my room and began to pack up my things, this excitement in my heart, I can finally go down the mountain, how can I not sleep in bed at night, I don't know what I am thinking about over and over again, so I rolled over and over, rolled and rolled in the second half of the night, and suddenly I could hear a strong wind outside, whirring and blowing, and the door was shaking and about to strike, this is really strange, I have not blown such a strong wind in the mountains for 12 years!
Anyway, I couldn't sleep, I got up and opened the window to look out, but I didn't want the wind to stop, it was really boring, I turned my head and was about to go back to sleep, when I heard someone shouting outside: "Old Grain, Master asked me to call you down, hurry up and don't ink." ”
Well? Is there anyone still coming in the middle of the night? I leaned on the window again and looked out, where was there anyone in the empty yard, was I too excited today, closed the window and walked to the bed, and coldly heard a shout: "Remember to bring more money, the price of goods below has risen." ”
Who, this is? I hurriedly opened the window and carefully looked around, but there was still no one outside, but it was a little dark outside, it used to be a bright moon, even if it rained, it was not dark, I couldn't help but look up at the sky, I went, how could there be a person standing in the sky.
This man has a long beard with the wind, his face is like a silver plate, he is dressed a bit like an ancient official, stepping on a black fog and looking down at the Taoist temple, majestic and self-sufficient, just when I was wondering, I saw the master wearing an old gray military uniform, carrying two large stacks of banknotes in his hand and running out of the house, running all the way and flying up the black fog, and walking with the man.
I rubbed my eyes, everything was back to normal, I couldn't see anything, I closed the window boringly, and lay back on the bed, but my mind was still thinking about what I had just seen, what did the master do with so much money, and it flew away, it was so unreal.
The old military uniform has been hung in the house by the master as a treasure, this is the first time I have seen him wear it, it is a dark history, in that foreign invasion, the whole people fought in the iron-blooded era, the master and many Chinese people, into the bloody field of national rejuvenation, swaying this youth and blood.
After the end of the Anti-Japanese War, the guns of the civil war sounded on the land of China, and after eight years of foreign war, the master witnessed too much killing and blood, and no longer wanted to see the blood of his compatriots, so he pretended to sacrifice in a battle, and quietly sneaked back to the Yinping Mountain to practice, and brought back only the military uniform that was kept as a memorial and the three meritorious service medals hanging on his chest.
I woke up the next morning, I thought that what I saw last night was just a dream of my own, and I didn't think much about it, I got up and washed up and took something to prepare to go down the mountain, and I didn't walk a few steps out of the Taoist temple gate, I turned back again, as the saying goes, one day is a teacher and a father for life, and I have been an apprentice for so long, no matter what, I have to tell someone to go again.
But standing outside the master's door and knocking for a long time, no one paid attention to me, so I simply pushed the door into the house to see, the old thing was still asleep, and the smell of wine rushed to my nose, and it seemed that I didn't drink less last night.
Alas~, the apprentice is about to go down the mountain, and the master doesn't talk about sending it, I really don't know what sin I created in my last life, so I simply went to the lower room to find a gong and came back, riveting enough to knock on the ding.
But the gong was about to break, and the old thing didn't react at all, still leaning sideways with his back to me, and I didn't know what the situation was, so I reached out and patted it and didn't react, but I felt that my body seemed to be a little stiff, not as elastic as a normal person, and I felt that things didn't seem to be right, so I quickly pulled the old thing over.
At this glance, there was a buzz in my head, the master's old face was sallow, there was no trace of blood, the body was stiff, and I kept a bent posture, I trembled and touched my nose, and I ran out of breath.
Although the master and I usually don't want to see anyone, but this person is really gone, my heart is still very sad, my nose is sore, and tears come out.
With a sad mood, he scrubbed his old man's body, changed into a formal robe, and originally wanted to put on that military uniform for him, but after thinking about it, forget it, keep a good thought, now think about the scene I saw last night, I am really stupid, I don't know if I see the hell.
After grooming the master, he carried his body to the pile of rocks behind the Taoist temple, there is a hole in the ground, the hole is black and vertical down, nothing can be seen, I put a circle of six talismans along the entrance of the cave, lit three pillars of high incense to his old man, knelt and kowtowed a few heads, and then used a rope to hang the master's body into the hole.
I don't know how deep the hole is, and the rope of nearly 100 meters has not yet reached the end, so I have no choice but to let go, and I waited at the entrance of the cave for a long time and did not hear the echo of landing.
It's not that I deceived my teacher and destroyed my ancestors, and I was not good at burying my master's body, this bottomless hole is the burial ground of our faction, and I will have to throw it into the hole when I die in the future, and I feel desolate when I think about it.
Everything in the Taoist temple is so familiar, but there is less kindness in the past, and there is more loneliness in the inexplicable, people go to tea and finally cool, I sighed, cleaned up the Taoist temple inside and out, took off the yin ruler from the master's room, picked up the bag and stepped out of the Taoist temple again, and finally took a look at the place where he had lived for twelve years, turned around and walked down the mountain.
On the way, I took out a letter, which was found in the master's relics, the last thing he left me, the content of the letter was very simple, only a few lines: "Apprentice, when you saw this letter, the teacher had already reported in the underworld, Lao Dao is your apprentice, there will be nothing to burn paper for Lao Tzu in the future, there is an old comrade-in-arms of mine in Yuntong City, remember to help me go to a visit, tell him that Lao Dao has taken a step first, the master is a poor Taoist, and there is nothing good left for you, send you a word: you are destined to be cheap, don't approach women, it's not good, Remember, remember! Address: Yingze Street, No. 202, Wei Hongbing
It's really lacking in morality, it's still so bad when it's dead, the little master hasn't opened the branches yet, he crumpled the letter with both hands, and threw it out far away, and suddenly felt that his mood seemed to be much better all of a sudden, and he wasn't so sad.