Chapter Ninety-Seven: Quiet
"Zombie dumplings?" The fat man's mind immediately popped up with the kind of shriveled and hairy thing, with sharp teeth, sharp nails, and an unpleasant stench all over his body.
"It's not." Ye Huan shook his head and said: "The old past, don't mention it, but look at this pendant is full of dust, maybe I'm thinking too much." Jump on it, tug at it, and the door will open. ”
"You drag it." The fat man didn't plan to snatch this job, he was born with a fear of dolls, so he simply half-squatted down and patted his thigh and said, "Standing here, I am your most solid backing." ”
Ye Huan nodded slightly, jumped up on his leg and then gently went up, this old boy looks old, and his skills are quite good. Like a monkey, he soared into the air, grabbed the doll's leg with one hand and pulled it down gently, and sure enough, there was a "rope" thing around the doll's neck. At the same time, with a rhythmic "creaking" sound, the fat man felt the ground under his feet shake slightly from side to side, and ashes kept falling from the door beam, but soon everything was back to normal.
To say that the workmanship of this ancient person can be described as exquisite, when the doll was torn off, there was still a tongue sticking out of the mouth, Ye Huan gently wiped the ashes above, revealing a lower layer of scarlet.
"Pure gold, don't be a pity." Ye Huan didn't know if he deliberately wanted to ease the atmosphere or what, he pointed to the doll and said, "The tiger-headed tiger looks a little similar to your kid." ”
"Wouldn't it be better for you to take it back and be a master?" He didn't forget to take advantage of the verbal advantage. But then again, that doll really looks a bit like a fat man, the body and head are very big, Ye Huan said that it was made of gold, and the fat man said a little itchy in his heart: "Forget it, then give it to me, so I can leave a souvenir." ”
"Can't take it away!" Ye Huan let go of his hand, and the puppet "swished" and was pulled back again, only to hear a "squeak" sound from it again, he said: "It's only open now, this thing is tied with cow tendon, this kind of cow tendon is not one, but one." Take the toughest tendon on a cow, and then take the center of this tendon, it takes a few stones of such an ox to form a rope, this thing is much stronger than a wire rope, and can withstand thousands of catties of strength and continue. ”
"Good stuff!" The fat man thought that it would be excellent to get it down and go back to make a gold chain when he was leaving, and when he heard Ye Huan say that this door could be opened, he remembered that the old god stick muttered that there might be something more powerful in it, so he took a step back and said, "You are a senior, please go first." ”
"Who opened the door for you last time?" Ye Huan came out coldly, this sentence couldn't help but make the fat man feel a chill on the back of his neck, the old god stick had already taken a few steps forward, pressed his hand on the door nail, and only secretly exerted force, and then "squeaked" again, and the door was opened a gap.
The fat man wanted to lean over to take a look, but Ye Huan dragged him back and said, "Don't you die?" I don't know how many thousands of years of air in this air has been sealed, and any of those molds and bacteria can kill you, and wait for the smell to disperse inside. ”
Only then did the fat man notice that something might be waxy on the ground, and he was curious: "Is this used to seal the mouth?" ”
"That's right," Ye Huan said: "This shows that this room has been opened, and I don't know if the person who went in was you." ”
"It's not me," the fat man said, "If it were me, the little gold man would have been refined in a gold shop now." I guess when I came, the people inside must have invited me in, and a VIP like me would be usually visited. ”
Ye Huan leaned his nose over after a while, slapped him lightly twice, and after making sure that he didn't notice anything unusual, he took the lead in raising his feet to go in, but unfortunately, the light of a candle was too dim, he went in with his front feet, and the fat man couldn't see people with his back feet.
"Old God Stick!" The fat man shouted outside, "What's going on inside?" ”
The fat man didn't even answer after asking twice, this time it was his turn to be a little worried, shouldn't something have happened to the old god stick, and let a thousand-year-old zongzi gnaw it as soon as he entered! However, although he hated Ye Huan before, he was not so unrighteous in this kung fu, and he scolded a few words in his mouth, and then held the dagger behind his back and turned to the side, good guy, this black, he really can't see his five fingers. That kind of black is the black that penetrates everything, there is no light or color that you can distinguish, a kind of black that makes people feel extremely depressed and desperate.
"Ye senior?" The fat man's voice was much quieter, and he only had a few fragments in his mind, but he couldn't remember anything here.
"I'm here." Ye Huan's cold answer startled the fat man again, he stretched out his hand and touched it indiscriminately, and finally grabbed a shriveled arm, which belonged to Ye Huan, and it would not be wrong.
"Didn't you light the lamp?" The fat man asked, "You didn't agree to call you outside for a long time, so the two of us don't have to pretend to be ghosts like this, right?" ”
"I didn't hear you." Ye Huan said: "As soon as the candle came in, it went out by itself, and it couldn't be lit again, eldest nephew, have you really been here before?" ”
"I can't remember." These two people chatting in this kind of place each have an indescribable weirdness in their hearts, which makes people feel that it is so luxurious to take a breath. "I feel like I'm stepping on cotton, empty, where is this place? Can you see it? ”
"Invisible." Ye Huan said: "Look back, the way back is gone." ”
The fat man turned his head and it was still dark behind him, he hurriedly began to retreat, he remembered that he only took two steps forward after he came in and saw that it was so dark, and he didn't dare to be careless, but he retreated more than a dozen steps in a row and still didn't touch the edge, could it be that he was confused in the direction?
"Damn old god stick, you don't have to make a fool of yourself at this time, what the hell is going on, you can say something."
"I don't know, we're stuck here......"
Besides, Cha Wenbin, he has been in a hurry since he saw the two of them disappear in that image, but now he is like a headless fly, and he can't find any clue anywhere.
"Brother Wenbin, don't do this again, let Lian'er bandage your wounds......" I don't know how many times Lian'er has begged Cha Wenbin to deal with the back of his hand. But now where does he still have the heart to take care of himself, but he is afraid that after the wound is wrapped, he will no longer be able to contact them, and he keeps sending signals to them on the ground.
"Old god stick, I won't take you to play like this." The fat man said: "I'll just say I'll come alone, you have to follow, these two people have entered the pit, my body is good, I guess I can bear it better than you." I don't want to see you rot next to me, and maybe end up turning into a dumpling to bite me twice. ”
"Since he wants us to be here, there must be a reason for him." Ye Huan did not fall into a panic, on the contrary, he had been meditating in place, and the fat man's chatter did not disturb his thoughts, he said: "This place, how many people have wanted to come and can't come, you and I can come is creation, I'm sure I won't die here, you took out a jade ring from here back then, and today is for you to complete the same mission again." ”
"Yuhuan?" The fat man shouted: "Yuhuan, where are you, give Lao Tzu a pop out, the master is here again." Look, is it okay to shout like this? Lao Tzu can't even see his toes clearly now, and he still has a jade ring! ”
"Just because the eyes can't see doesn't mean the heart can't see." Ye Huan said: "Have you heard of the allusion to the eye of a leaf obstacle? The world of the blind is always dark, but that does not mean that the blind cannot see the world. Do you know why there are the most blind people in the kid's line? Because the blind never use his eyes to measure, the heart can see through the heavens, since you can come the first time, you can come the second time, believe me, you can also be a young man, not arrogant, not impatient, not angry. ”
Later, I heard Hetu say that the fat man was suitable for cultivation, but unfortunately his background and some of his later experiences led to a completely different path for this material.
So he also learned from Cha Wenbin's usual meditative appearance and crossed his legs, and Ye Huan on the side pointed out to him: "People can be empty and do nothing, not to want the Tao, the Tao will return to it." Plug it and close its door; To the void, keep quiet; Empty its heart, solid its belly, people can always be quiet, heaven and earth are all returned. ”
"Old god stick, are you good at talking about people?" The fat man complained: "Where can I understand what you are talking about?" ”
"One word: quiet!" Ye Huan said: "The one who is determined is the best of the world, the beginning of the Tao, the success of Xi Jing, and the completion of peace." You don't care what I say, in the middle of all the movement, the heart is like Mount Tai, not cloudy or shaking, the four doors are broken, the eyes, ears, mouth, and nose are not allowed to enter the outside scene. But there is the slightest movement and thoughts, that is, silent meditation. ”
"Follow me, head straight, body upright, mouth slightly closed, tongue licking palate, eyes slightly closed, breath sinking dantian, whole body relaxed. Don't mess with your heart by seeing or not seeing. The so-called heart fasting is to make the mind clean and free of desires, and when you can feel the air currents around you shaking slightly, guide them to your eyes. ”
The fat man took a deep breath, he is a person who never knows "quiet", he can not be idle for a moment when he goes up the mountain and down the river, can he really recognize himself as Ye Huan requires? Meditation is the foundation of a practice, for example, Cha Wenbin has been practicing for nearly 20 years, and usually in the second year, the breath can be felt is already a good material, but what about in just a few minutes? What kind of flower head can a living Hades like a fat man make?