"What kind of food are you eating, uncle?" Jiang Xiaoyu asked tentatively. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

"I didn't eat anything. The old man closed his eyes again.

"Why?" the butterflies on the side also became interested.

"My master left me three bowls of rice, heaven and earth, sentient beings, and myself, if it were you, which bowl of rice would you eat?" the old man shook his head and asked with deep meaning.

Jiang Xiaoyu and Xi Butterfly were silent for a moment, this question was not easy to answer.

"Heaven and earth, sentient beings, and oneself, this bowl of rice is extremely precious, and it is also very unpalatable. The butterfly shook her head, embarrassed.

"No, if it were me, I wouldn't have eaten any bowl of rice. Jiang Xiaoyu suddenly said loudly.

"Oh, why?" the old man opened his eyes again, staring at Jiang Xiaoyu brightly with his eyes, as if he was very excited, and his eyes were full of inquiry.

Interesting!

Jiang Xiaoyu has an innate sensitivity to Taoism and Taoism, which is different from ordinary people.

He felt that there was a self, or a Taoist self, that was taking shape in the eyes of the old man. However, there is no malice in this, it is just simulating, evolving, and it is not bad for him.

At this moment, Jiang Xiaoyu finally knew why he had a special sense of familiarity with this old man.

This is really similar to his wedding dress method.

It's just that one evolves into qi, and the other evolves into dao.

Jiang Xiaoyu is based on himself, he transforms all things, and is at ease, but this old man is self-transforming all things, this big world is me, I am this big world.

Although the two are different, they are fundamentally the same, and they both follow the path of freedom and leisurely travel.

"No matter which bowl I eat, I'm not myself. Jiang Xiaoyu suddenly became interested. It was the first time he had met someone so close to him.

"Not bad, not bad. The old man smiled with satisfaction, his face was full of deep folds, and his expression was very peaceful and kind.

There were people who knew this old man on the side, as if they had never seen this old man smile, and when they saw this smiling face, they all turned their faces sideways, looking surprised.

"You old man seems to have a very stinky face all the time. Dissatisfied with Jiang Xiaoyu's special treatment, the butterfly saw this scene and suddenly stabbed the old man.

"Stupid, stupid, what's the use of you!Idiot!stupid!fool!," The old man, who was still smiling, suddenly straightened his face, like an unhappy child, and scolded at the butterflies.

"Hahahaha....." Looking at the butterfly who was stunned and scolded so much that he didn't react, Jiang Xiaoyu covered his stomach and laughed.

This butterfly is cunning and thick-skinned, and it is really difficult to treat. And along the way, he was very verbose, which made Jiang Xiaoyu very uncomfortable, but this time he really breathed a sigh.

"Hey, you old man, how do you talk. No matter where I play butterflies, I can be regarded as talented and talented, and you actually call me a stupid person......" Butterfly looked angry, and her mouth chattered, as if she would never give up without asking for an explanation.

"Hmph!" the old man snorted coldly, and then closed his eyes again, as if he didn't bother to look at the stupid butterfly again.

Seeing that he couldn't please the old man, the butterfly suddenly turned to Jiang Xiaoyu and said with an unhappy face: "Hey, have you laughed enough?" ”

"No, no... Yes because you... Indeed.... What a big idiot. Jiang Xiaoyu covered his stomach and seemed to be unable to stop at all.

"Boy, what are you going to do when you find the old man and me?" It seemed that he didn't want to watch the fool of the show butterfly anymore, and the old man looked at Jiang Xiaoyu again and said.

"I want to borrow something from my uncle. Jiang Xiaoyu finally stopped laughing with difficulty.

"What is it?" the old man looked flat, not surprised at all.

"I want to be your disciple once, of course, it's only for a temporary loan. Jiang Xiaoyu smiled faintly.

"Oh. Just temporarily?" said the old man with interest.

"Just temporarily. Jiang Xiaoyu affirmed.

"Why?" it could be seen that the old man was really interested, and he straightened up for the first time.

"I'm not stupid. Jiang Xiaoyu glanced at the whirring butterflies on the side, the corners of his mouth were disdainful, and he seemed to be very dissatisfied with the old man treating himself as a butterfly.

Seeing this, the drama butterfly on the other side was so angry that he couldn't speak, this was the first time he had encountered this kind of treatment in his life.

"Hahahaha, indeed, you're not a stupid person. ”

However, the old man obviously didn't think so, and laughed loudly in a voice as thick as golden sand.

"Let's go, come home with me. Today I am happy to have met a smart person. The old man stood up, put the stall away like garbage, and then walked away with his hands behind his back.

"I'll leave it to you. Seeing this, Jiang Xiaoyu smiled slyly, and after picking up the Nayang grass again, he waved his hand and left.

"Why?!" the butterfly cried out unpleasantly.

is not only said to be a fool, but now he has to do these miscellaneous jobs, and the self-proclaimed hero of the world is unacceptable.

"Now I am a disciple of this old man, and this old man is my master. If you still want to follow us, you will naturally have to do more menial work as compensation. ”

Jiang Xiaoyu didn't reply, and his straightforward words directly made the butterflies' complaints firmly blocked in his stomach.

The old man's home is in the southwest area of Spring and Autumn City.

The mossy alleys, the mottled old walls, the low and collapsed old houses, it seems that even the sun does not want to care about such a place where there is a sour smell of poverty everywhere.

At this time, it was the middle of the day, but there was a terrible shade here.

In such an environment, a lack of popularity seems inevitable.

From the bustling street, suddenly entering this quiet old alley where only birds and insects could be heard, Jiang Xiaoyu actually had the illusion of time and space travel, as if he had come to another space.

But, is this really just an illusion?

Here, he actually felt a sense of truth, a sad truth.

It seems that this should be the real Spring and Autumn City, and it is definitely not the lively and prosperous scene he just saw before. His suspicion of the Spring and Autumn Holy City became deeper and deeper in this small alley.

The old man's home, in the deepest part of this remote alley, is also the quietest place here.

There is a silence that is isolated from the world, a real silence, as if this place does not really exist. How can there be such a quiet place in the world?

Jiang Xiaoyu frowned, he didn't like this place.

He likes to be busy, and if he stays in this kind of place for too long, he will be driven crazy.

Looking at the door of the old man's house, he regretted it a little if the wooden planks that were as worn out as windows were the door.

Jiang Xiaoyu is by no means a person who is greedy for enjoyment, but he is definitely a person who can't endure hardship. But this place is old, dilapidated, remote and quiet, and no matter how you look at it, it looks like a place of hardship.

Not to mention him, even the butterfly who walked in the last play also showed a look of regret.

This genius disciple of the Scaly Tiger Coral Clan, although he has a face that no one likes, he has lived a rich and privileged life that most people envy since he was a child.

It was the first time he had seen such a sloppy and bad living environment.

And no matter what these two people think, the old man who walked in front doesn't care about them anyway. He opened the creaking door, which seemed to be about to break into slag in the next moment, and stepped inside.

"Alas, Brother Xiaoyu'er, or you are thinking about it. Isn't it too aggrieved for you and me to live in this kind of place? Anyway, there are many small sects and factions in this Spring and Autumn City, and there are many people who want to find a master, so why do you have to look at this strange old man?"

Without waiting for Jiang Xiaoyu to speak, the old man who entered the room first spoke first: "Why don't you come in quickly, you still want me, the old man, to wait for you, the young man doesn't talk about reason." ”

"This ....." Butterfly hesitated, looking at Jiang Xiaoyu expectantly.

"Now that we're all here, let's go check it out first. Jiang Xiaoyu made a strange face and shrugged his shoulders.

In the end, the two of them hesitated to walk into the old man's house, if this was really home. Except, a bed, a chair, it's empty.

I'm afraid that even the beggar's temporary home is much better than this. Although it was all in tatters, the old man's house was definitely not much better.

"That's right, you. Yes, you stupid boy, put your things down and buy some beds, chairs, furniture, and food. Anyway, a young man like you has a solid net worth, so use it to support the old man and me. As soon as the butterfly put down the things in his hand, the old man pointed to his nose and said honestly and unceremoniously.

Stunned, he opened his obscene eyes, and the butterfly was mad.

"Why?" said after a long moment, exasperation. glared at the old man angrily, resisting the urge to make a move.

"Hey, if you don't want to be a real fool, just do what my old man says. Ten thousand flowers have passed, and the leaves do not stick to the body. You stupid boy is really bold enough to take such a path?" the old man smiled coldly, still commanding.

The butterfly was silent again, but Jiang Xiaoyu's eyes lit up.

After a few glances at the butterflies, he nodded as if he had realized something. When he first saw the butterfly, he felt that something was wrong with this person.

Now when I look at this situation, I know that the original problem is here, and the current drama butterfly is not a real drama butterfly.

The Tao, heart, and soul of the butterfly have lost their way, so the current butterfly is just a lost butterfly. He himself probably knows that he has lost his way, but he can't find his true self.

Such a phenomenon is not uncommon in the monastic world.

The Tao is undoubtedly the ultimate pursuit of all people, but on this road, money, women, and power are constantly confusing everyone's eyes, and it is very common for the heart to be shaken and lost.

Seeing that the butterfly suddenly became as flattering and obscene as a slave, she ran out in a hurry, and Jiang Xiaoyu was speechless and silent.

"By the way, the old man hasn't asked the daimyo yet?" After half a sound, he came back to his senses and asked.

"I, you just call me a false fairy. The old man waved his hand and dealt casually.

"Fake immortals?"

"Fake immortals. ”