When Liu Qingyang arrived at the peach forest, Mr. Chen Qingshui was not there.

Liu Mengyun thought for a moment, and then said with a smile: "Our husband, I'm afraid it's on that distant mountain. ”

Liu Qingyang frowned and said, "Why is it on that high mountain?"

Liu Mengyun said: "My husband often climbs the mountain, which is good quiet, and it is also a smooth way to find a road. ”

Liu Qingyang thought for a moment, then shook his head, what is the smooth road of the avenue, this is too big, Liu Qingyang does not know.

However, this did not prevent Liu Qingyang from taking Liu Mengyun to the high mountain.

The strange stone is the wall, the cangfeng enters the sky and pierces the clouds, the fog rises from the sky, Liu Qingyang only sees a person sitting on the top of the mountain, the person has a robe and big sleeves, looking at the endless, and the world is dusty.

Liu Qingyang knew that this person was the big gentleman Chen Qingshui, so he fell into the clouds and mist, stood aside, and looked at the big gentleman's gaze, the smoke and clouds were in full view, but there were no birds and goshawks.

Mr. Big said: "At this point, there is no road ahead, there is no road behind, and as far as the eye can see, you will not see the world's vulgar dust, only smoke and waves." People want to climb high, and the original vertical is to pray for the spaciousness of the world. Once you step on it, you can't help but be at a loss when you see this emptiness. Although it is said that there is nothing to be seen from the heights, and the emptiness and loneliness of the peak of independence, how many heroes have been lost because of this? Although it has been a long time for me to do this, I have never forgotten the wish to climb the heights, but what about you?"

Liu Qingyang paused for a moment and said, "I just feel tired." ”

Mr. Big was stunned for a moment, and then smiled: "I'm so tired." Acting sincerely, even if the world is troubled, it is not as good as its eyes, but only my heart. ”

Liu Qingyang smiled bitterly: "Mr. Big has said it. Liu Qingyang really just felt that he was very tired all the way. It's not like I'm talking to Mr. ”

Mr. Big shook his head and said, "It's okay too. It's just that when people get old, they are a little verbose, and I will talk to you about it. ”

Mr. Chen Qingshui glanced at Liu Mengyun, nodded immediately, and said, "I want to come here, but I also saw the situation in Qingshui Town, so I came here." ”

Liu Qingyang frowned and asked, "Does Mr. Big have any doubts?"

Mr. Dai shook his head and said, "It's not, but in Qingshui Town, karmic debts have accumulated for thousands of years, and someone has to repay them." It's just that everyone in the world says that I am greedy for life and afraid of death, and I am reluctant to practice Confucianism and Taoism. Who knows how painful it is to walk with negative karma. ”

Liu Qingyang didn't understand this big gentleman, but now after listening to these words, he quite agrees. There are people in the world who have negative karma, but I am afraid that no one can get out of Liu Qingyang.

Mr. Big raised his eyebrows and said, "Since you are here, it is better for me to go to a place and listen to a lesson in Confucian etiquette." ”

Liu Qingyang nodded and said, "It's okay." ”

If so, Liu Qingyang followed Mr. Big slowly down the Yuncang Mountain, all the way through Shulan City, and arrived at the ten-mile peach forest.

Mr. Big slowly walked up to the high platform, sat cross-legged in it, lit a wisp of sandalwood, and looked at the peach forest, the disciple came slowly.

When the disciples sat down, Mr. Da held the ring ruler in his hand, knocked on the incense burner three times, shook his sleeves, gave a salute, and respectfully lifted the sandalwood incense, sacrificed to the sky and the earth, and then looked at the three thousand disciples.

Mr. Big said: "I talked about the gentleman last time, and now I am talking to you about the laity." What is a layman? It is between the market, ordinary people, etc. A spoonful of food, a bean soup, and a scoop of drink are joyful and joyful. So you are a layman. But I said that the common man is divided into three classes. ”

"The third-class layman is the man of the market. In addition to a spoonful of food, a bean soup, and a scoop of drink, it is to ask for a life and a father's filial piety. Although it is not easy, it can also be achieved, so the eyes are shallow, and it is a third-class layman. ”

"The second-class layman is the man of the temple. It's strange to say, the people of the temple never say that they are a layman. Obviously, for the sake of fame and fortune, he has been extremely restrained all his life, just to seek an official career, but he said that he had a clean breeze on his sleeves. Where does the breeze come from? I don't see it, have you seen it?"

Mr. Big smiled and looked at the three thousand disciples, and the disciples laughed and said nothing. How come there are no third-class laymen and second-class laymen in this? It's just that what Mr. Da said is extremely true, and it is difficult for the disciples to refute it.

Mr. Big said again: "As for the first-class layman, I am the sir." I ask for a great avenue to climb to the top, I want a calm heart, but I forget the endless sea of suffering in the world, how can I not be a layman? In this way, there are still good people in the world?"

Seeing that the disciples shook their heads and said nothing, Mr. Da smiled and said, "Yes, that person should have the world in mind and voice a grievance for this common people." Even though there are thousands of calamities, one person goes, only seeking a great avenue to hide in his heart. Mr. has never seen such a person, but he also yearns for that kind of life. It's just that the gentleman is vulgar, and he has never been to such a realm. ”

A disciple stood up from the futon and said, "Sir, there has been a strange thing in Shulan City recently, can you please ask Mr. to comment on it?"

Mr. Big smiled: "But it doesn't hurt to say. ”

The disciple said: "Recently, in Shulan City, the shopkeeper of the Wang Ji Pharmacy was suddenly angry with that son, and the Wang family has a lot of money, but they don't know who they want to inherit. Some people say that it is the natural son who inherits his father's business, but some people disagree, thinking that the shopkeeper of the Wang family was angry with the son to death, and the son is the murderer. This 10,000 family fortune should naturally be obtained by the wife of the Wang family. ”

"Originally, it didn't hurt to be in this family, but the son of the Wang family tore his face with the wife of the Wang family for money, and the two argued endlessly, and it was difficult to judge for a while in this court. Therefore, the disciple came to ask the gentleman what he thought. ”

Mr. Da pondered for a moment and said: "Confucianism has always paid attention to a three-outline and five constants, the so-called father is the son, and the husband is the wife. Yu's father, the Wang family's wealth, should naturally be given to his son, and Yu's husband, but it should be given to the woman. However, this is a rigid approach. ”

"The Wang family has a lot of money, so they naturally need to fight for it. As for the king's shopkeeper, he has a hidden illness in his body, so naturally he cannot be counted as dying in the hands of his son, so the son can get a share, and the lady, with the king's shopkeeper for a lifetime, should naturally get a stable money. However, the law in Shulan City could not be divided into two, so it was natural that it should be given to the king's treasurer's wife. ”

"There are two reasons for this. First, the son of the king's shopkeeper has reached the age of establishment, so he should naturally have the ability to be self-reliant, and the king's shopkeeper's wife, who is already more than sixty years old, how can she still fend for herself? Second, since ancient times, it has depended on the filial piety of the father and the son for the common ethics, and the son of the king's shopkeeper wants not to be the king's shopkeeper of father's courtesy, so it is difficult for the king's son to inherit the family wealth. ”

"Moreover, if the king's treasurer is generous, but the king's treasurer's son commits adultery and plunder, he does not do much harm. If you once gain power, it is a scourge. ”

After some discussion, until the evening, Mr. Big bid farewell to his disciples, leaving Liu Qingyang alone.

Mr. Big asked, "What do you think of my remarks?"

Liu Qingyang pondered for a moment and said, "Mr. is naturally very knowledgeable, but between these words, it may not be all right. ”

Mr. Big smiled: "But it doesn't hurt to say. ”

Liu Qingyang said: "Mr. Big talked about the outline of etiquette and law, all of which are extremely right, but in Liu Qingyang's opinion, some considerations are too pedantic, and they are still scholars' opinions." ”

When Liu Qingyang spoke like this, Liu Mengyun frowned and was slightly angry.

This group of disciples usually respects Mr. Da very much, but now that Liu Qingyang said this, as a disciple, how can Liu Mengyun not be angry?

Mr. Big lowered his eyes for a moment and said, "If it is a sword cultivator, what should you do when you encounter that injustice?"

Liu Qingyang said: "One room for one person, go ahead!"

Between the lines, the murderous aura is awe-inspiring, and the selfie of Mr. Teaching is completely gone, as if a generation of killing gods is coming again.

Mr. Big sighed and said, "I can't solve the bureau in Qingshui Town, and I can't solve it, but Mr. Little may be able to solve it." ”

Liu Qingyang said: "How do you say that?"

Mr. Big said: "In Qingshui Town, it is nothing more than the suppression of the Heavenly Dao, and I, a Confucian, just ask for a person who can calm things and move the heavens." It's just that for 300 years, it hasn't had an effect. It's a little gentleman, who is murderous, maybe you can give it a try. ”

Liu Qingyang looked at the distant sky and sighed: "Maybe you can try, but there is little hope." Now, I am just riddled with karmic debts, seeking a peace and liberation on the road to the west of this great wilderness. The next time you speak, you might as well divide the laity into four classes, and this monk who seeks peace and liberation is the fourth class. ”

Mr. Big sighed and said, "In this way, Mr. Little is also a person in the painting, and he has suffered from the situation." ”

After thinking for a while, Mr. Big said again: "Mr. Little is not as good as cultivation, but I know a person who is jealous and hateful, but he has a strange personality. If Mr. Xiao can find this person, he may be able to relieve the siege of Qingshui Town. ”

Liu Qingyang frowned and said, "Then why didn't Mr. Big send someone to look for it before?"

Mr. Big shook his head and smiled bitterly, and said, "Confucian Buddha is not a family, I am a Confucian disciple, how can I find the Venerable Buddha?"

Liu Qingyang nodded and said, "Can the gentleman tell that person what he looks like?" Liu Qingyang is looking for it, and relieving the siege of Qingshui Town can be regarded as a merit and eliminate some karma. ”

Mr. Big said, "You and I will come." ”

Entering a quiet room, Mr. Big took out a scroll of ancient paintings from the drawer, which had been in existence for thousands of years, but had not been kept well, and had not decayed.

Slowly opening the picture scroll, Liu Qingyang saw the man, dressed in brocade and jade belt, carrying a long sword, and the sword was full of blood, which was terrifying. It's just that this person is the head of a Buddha, and there is not a single thread of trouble.

Look at the man's facial features again, although he is handsome, he has seven or eight points of murderous aura, and he has a series of angry faces, which is good for King Kong Arhat makeup.

This person, Liu Qingyang, vaguely remembered that before he arrived in Qingshui Town, he saw him, and exchanged a few words with that person, he was an interesting monk.

Liu Qingyang said: "How to find him, who is he?"

Mr. Big said slowly: "He is the three Buddha Venerables in the Great Leiyin Temple, whose name is Jian Rulai." Kill all the injustices in the world in his life, and ask for one to spend his life with the blood of the common people. Go to the place of affliction and find him. ”