Sometimes he was so bored that he teased the ants on the ground, or counted the needles of the ancient pine on the top of his head, and he never tired of it. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The weather in autumn is always impermanent, the downpour rains are said to fall, without warning, sometimes, even ants, a race that is born with the resonance of heaven and earth, can not be predicted, the life that fails to return to the nest in time, is always fragile, part of the dead pine leaves are ruthlessly shot down, like a lonely boat drifting around with the torrent of the ground, maybe some lucky creatures will climb up, can carry this lonely boat of fate, or maybe from the beginning to the end is completely empty, only a leaf of loneliness to death.

Liang Rui was a little stunned, until a belated thunder woke him up, he found that he was already soaked, through the rain, he saw that people tried their best to cover the top of their heads, and ran towards the nearest eaves.

Liang Rui did the same, using his arms to block the top of his head, which was useless in such a heavy rain, but this is like the original instinct in his bones, in the face of unforeseen circumstances, people should always do something.

He quickly ran back to the place where he was staying with Shizun, and as soon as he entered, he saw Shizun come out of the back hall and hand him a towel.

Shizun didn't say anything, he didn't say anything, just wiped his head and body casually, and then went back to the room to change into a set of dry clothes, and then turned back to the front hall.

Qing Song Zhenren sat at the table, the fireplace in the house was warm, Liang Rui took some charcoal and added it, and then picked up the pot of water that had just been boiled on the side, and made a cup of tea for Shizun.

Qingsong Zhenren said with a smile: "Chengde, your body and bones are no longer in trouble, and the basic exercises of cultivating immortals have been almost learned, with logistics and practice, you can ensure that you can live a long and blessed life, if you are still nostalgic for Hongchen, go back, as long as you have the heart, where you practice is the same." ”

"Chengde" is Liang Rui's word, every time he hears Shizun call, he feels warm in his heart, he can't remember how many years no one dared to call this name in front of him.

But this time, Liang Rui's hand that was about to put the kettle on the stove trembled slightly, and he couldn't help but have a thought: "Is Shizun going to drive me down the mountain?" He never thought that Shizun would let him go down the mountain, let alone "drive" him down the mountain.

He didn't understand why he used the word "rush" to describe it.

If he leaves, who will take care of Shizun's daily life? He is always not satisfied with the Taoist boy who used to take care of Shizun, and he always feels that the other party is rough, as if the Taoist boy is on good terms with a little Taoist aunt in a nearby Taoist temple, and often runs away without a trace.

If he leaves, who will accompany the master to play chess? Who will accompany the master to chat and relieve boredom...... Many, many thoughts crossed his mind.

Thinking that the master was going to "drive" him away, he was a little angry, and said unhappily: "You can't drive me away, I, the emperor, don't do it, just to come to the mountain to learn the magic of immortality with you, the spell has not been learned, and the pill has not been taken enough, I will not leave." ”

Liang Rui and Qingsong Zhenren have always had one thing to say and two to say, not so much as a master and apprentice, but more like friends who talk about everything.

Qingsong is really humane: "I'm not worried that you have a wife and children, you always can't go back to the mountains to cultivate, it's not a solution." ”

Liang Rui sat opposite Qingsong Zhenren and whispered: "Then you can't go back, you said that the new emperor has just ascended the throne, and I, the old emperor, go back and stir up a stick, and I may not be able to get better." ”

Qingsong Zhenren smiled: "What's the matter? Are you still afraid that your third child will eat you?"

Liang Rui pounded the table, blew his beard and glared: "Hey, I said old man, my third son is a filial child, and he is not allowed to provoke the feelings of our father and son." He took a sip of tea, and then said proudly: "I'm afraid that I'll go back, and my three sons are under pressure." ”

Qingsong Zhenren teased: "Your three sons are dragons and phoenixes among people, not like your straw bag." ”

Liang Rui said: "He has the ability now, and he can make him throw his five bodies to the ground with a casual move of his fingers." Liang Rui said as he pinched the feather duster hanging on the wall with his fingers, and with a "bang", the feather duster circled around the hall under his proud control.

This is Liang Rui's specialty, and if anyone in the audience is disobedient, he will have to take a few hits.

Qingsong Zhenren laughed heartily and said, "With your three-legged cat's kung fu, you dare to show ugliness in front of the teacher." ”

Liang Rui grinned and said: "I haven't learned the spell well, so naturally I don't dare to go down the mountain, Master, you have to guide me well, you can't hide your secrets, in case one day I go to the imperial city and get caught, it's not fun." ”

Qingsong is really humane: "Yo, look at you." Be serious, you haven't replied to me yet, you don't miss your family at all?"

Liang Rui sat upright, stroked his beard, and said in a righteous voice: "All kinds of worldly things are passing by, and red powder is also a skeleton, only the Great Dao is not born and immortal, and the poor Dao has the heart to prove that the immortal has the Tao, how can you be greedy for the fate of the earth, it is inappropriate, it is not appropriate......"

Just as Liang Rui shook his head, there was a "snap", and the feather duster greeted him unceremoniously.

"Ouch, old man...... You...... You sneak attack. ”

Qing Song said angrily: "Let you learn those tricks of pretending to be a ghost." ”

Liang Rui smiled and said: "Master, I will secretly let some wind go out and let them come to see me, but I am also half an immortal now, and I can't be too cheap, what do you think?"

Qingsong is really humane: "It's up to you, but pay attention to the fire, don't step on the threshold stone in the view, for the teacher likes to be quiet, don't make a lot of noise." ”

Liang Rui said: "How can it, not many people will dare to pay attention to my outdated emperor." He paused for a moment, thought for a moment, and then continued: "It's better not to spread the news, maybe my own son didn't come, but some jackals with ulterior motives were summoned." ”

Royal affairs have always been extremely complicated, and Liang Rui dared to say that some of his small actions would definitely cause a big shock to the entire imperial court.

Qingsong Zhenren snorted coldly and said: "The threshold of our Qingsong Temple is not so low, not all treacherous ghosts and evil people can enter. ”

Liang Rui sighed and said, "To be honest, I don't believe that anyone will come to see me." Liang Rui remembered what he had done before, and his expression was a little lonely and lonely.

Qingsong is truly humane: "If you had this awareness, you wouldn't have gotten to today's situation." Qingsong Zhenren took a sip of tea and continued: "However, how do you know if you don't try, don't forget, you now have the time to remedy, and you also have the ability to remedy." ”

Liang Rui's eyes lit up and said: "This is all good taught by the master, if it weren't for the master, the disciple would still be in a mess now." ”

Qingsong Zhenren smiled: "Don't be crepe, I didn't teach you anything, it's all your own understanding." ”

Liang Rui was noncommittal, but he understood that Qingsong Zhenren had always had good intentions, he was too impetuous in the past, and he never really looked at the grass and trees in this world with his heart, and the reason why Qingsong Zhenren arranged him to take care of Qingsong Guan was to let him have an understanding, practice is everywhere, and a little bit at the critical moment will make people suddenly open, and therefore, Liang Rui has developed the habit of being in a daze, and his heart has really precipitated more, and after removing the dross with his heart, there will always be many problems that he still can't understand, and naturally he needs time to be in a daze。

In the next few days, Liang Rui went out except for revealing some news, and his clean life was still unwavering.

But there was another question in Liang Rui's mind, "Why don't I go down the mountain?" He thought of a lot of answers, whether it was fear, was it ruthlessness, or was it nostalgia for the current life? These could not satisfy him.

On a sunny day, he sat next to an ancient pine, soaking up the sun, and he asked himself, "Why am I here?"

Is it for the sake of cultivating immortals?

"But what exactly is the immortal I want to cultivate?" Liang Rui muttered, "Is an immortal immortal?"

After a long time, Liang Rui shook his head, if it was a different one, he would definitely answer without hesitation: "Immortal is immortal." ”

Since Qingsong Zhenren went out to find medicine for him, and the night he moistened the pillow towel, this answer has been shaken, in addition to immortality, there are things that make him care more about the existence of immortals, he is sure that what he wants to pursue is immortals, and immortality is not immortals for him.

So, what is an immortal?

He simply closed his eyes and searched for the deepest answer in his heart, knowing that what he really wanted and needed was his answer.

He saw a high mountain, that high mountain was thick and solid, let him look up, as if it was the shoulders of giants, held up the sky for him, made him feel safe and steady, is this the immortal in his heart?

He continued to search, and the picture turned and became stormy, and he turned into an ant, dying in the torrent, he felt the sadness, despair, panic and fear, that feeling, how similar to what he hid under the pain when he plucked out the poison, at that time, he really thought that he would die, but he didn't even have a loved one around him.

Master, where is Master?

That feeling made him hesitant and helpless, and he subconsciously wanted to grab to his side, and his closed eyes trembled slightly.

He grabbed it, really grabbed it, it was a pine leaf, a withered yellow pine leaf, with that pine leaf, his body was no longer helpless, although it was still difficult, but there was always hope to live.

In the cold rain, the pine leaves are so warm, just like the company of the master.

Is the ant struggling to survive an immortal? No, not yet, although the ant is strong, it is not all that touches his heart, Liang Rui's intuition tells him that he will continue to search.

The ant survived and continued its life, but this time, Liang Rui chose to turn into pine leaves, withered yellow pine leaves, and after saving an ant, the ants left, and the pine leaves remained in place to rot.

Liang Rui can always perceive Matsuba's heart, not sad, but gratified, Matsuba saved the ant's life, but did not desire the ant to stay with him, but hoped that the ant could return to the nest, and let the ant learn the secret of self-help.

All this is very similar to what the master did, and the master wanted to "drive" him down the mountain.

He understood in an instant, he understood why he didn't want to go down the mountain, it turned out that he had already known that the immortal he had been looking for was here.

He was so close to the immortal, how could he be willing to go down the mountain?

Perhaps, since the first time Shizun helped him pull out the poison, the immortal has slowly lived in his heart.

It turned out that Shizun was the immortal in his heart, making him look up and be like a mountain.

The solid and heavy back can shelter him from the wind and rain, and he can also use the broad shoulders to carry the pain for him, and turn into a flat boat to carry him across the other shore in the icy torrent.

He can't forget the day when Shizun dragged his injured body back to the "Warm Sun Grass", and he can't forget the countless nights of drug exorcism and companionship.

He would always ask what the master had done so hard to save him, but in fact, he already had the answer in his heart, but the answer was so heavy that he needed time to digest it.

A few more needles of pine leaves fell, falling on Liang Rui, and also fell into the soil, Liang Rui saw the shadow of the master from the pine leaves, he could imagine that after these pine leaves rotted, they could turn into pine leaves and continue to fall in the next year.

"Master, you have made me know how to pursue, understand life, and also let me understand what the true desire and cherishment of my heart is, but what should I use to repay you?" Shizun is the immortal in his heart, why doesn't he want to become an immortal in Shizun's heart.

Liang Rui got up, Qingsongguan still had a lot of chores waiting for him to arrange, and the busyness of the day was about to start again.

He stepped on the soft lawn under his feet, and just took a few steps, he suddenly shook his head and sighed: "Alas, it seems that there are more and more problems, what a headache!"