Chapter Thirty-Nine: Time flies!

"Ears, ancient clouds, wise ears. Tang Lin smiled and said, "I hope this child can become a wise person in the future." ”

When everyone heard this meaning, they all clapped their hands.

Looking at this newborn young life, Tang Lin had a strange feeling in his heart, he would never be able to experience such a feeling without witnessing a life coming into this world.

"Life has been realized, and reincarnation is difficult to solve. Tang Lin left the Li family and returned to his house, looking at the sky in the distance.

He has understood the charm of life, but reincarnation still can't be touched.

What is reincarnation?

As we all know, reincarnation is a cycle, cause and effect, flowers flourish and flowers wither, and the tide rises and falls, all of which are a cycle.

It's just, what is the feeling at the moment of reincarnation?

Tang Lin's eyes flickered, he pondered for a moment, and suddenly his heart moved, ready to use the "Spirit Sealing Hand" of the Demon Suppression Clan to cultivate his own vitality as a blockade and become an ordinary person, so that after a hundred years, he would step into reincarnation.

Only in this way can we experience the artistic conception of the moment of reincarnation.

It's just that just as he was about to cast it, Tang Lin suddenly thought that this Origin Secret Method was cultivating Yuan Qi, not the body.

Then the reincarnation should not be the body, but the vitality!

Let the vitality in the body enter the reincarnation, and only then can you truly understand the artistic conception of reincarnation!

"Let the Yuan Qi enter the reincarnation ......" Tang Lin frowned slightly, thinking about it was one thing, but it was another thing to do.

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Six years have passed.

On this day, the sky was overcast, and on the hillside outside Lijia Village, a pale old cow was carrying a little boy of five or six years old.

The child was ordinary-looking, with dark eyes but very bright eyes, and he held a flute in his hand, straddling the back of the ox, and gently playing the flute.

The melodious and tactful flute sound makes many butterflies. The moths, all fluttering from the flowers and plants to his shoulders, seemed to enjoy the flute sound.

The green ox under which he sat was already full, and gradually walked to the village, when he came to the village gate. The child on the back of the ox immediately jumped down. Holding a flute, he trotted to an old house at the entrance of the village and shouted, "Uncle Tang, Uncle Tang." ”

Tang Lin walked out of the house and said with a chuckle, "Little Niu Baby." Do you still want to listen to the flute today?"

The child nodded desperately, he was the little baby that Tang Lin personally named six years ago, Li Er.

Tang Lin smiled and took out a wooden chair with a backrest from the room. Sitting under the eaves of the doorway, in the warm orange-gold sunset, he beckoned to Li Er.

The child immediately ran to him, grinning.

Tang Lin took out a flute and blew it gently.

The child squatted beside him, holding his cheeks in both hands, and listened attentively.

As the sky darkens, smoke rises from the village, and the smell of fragrant food fills the small village. Many people are shouting for their children to come home for dinner.

When Tang Lin's flute ended, he looked at Li Er with a smile and said, "What did you hear?"

Li Er came back to his senses, scratched his head, and said, "I didn't hear anything." I just think it sounds good. ”

Tang Lin smiled and said, "That's right." ”

Li Er wondered, "That's right?"

Tang Lin smiled and said: "Don't pretend to be smart, it's for the wise, this flute." It's just a flute sound, as long as it sounds good, it's enough!"

Li Er seemed to understand but did not understand. How did he know that Tang Lin's flute now contains life, including these words, which are all perceptions of life.

Life is just life!

Although life is just life, it contains everything, such as joy, anger, sorrow, and so on, but in the end it is life.

This is a very mysterious truth.

It's like looking at the mountain as a mountain, looking at the mountain as a mountain, looking at the mountain as a mountain, and looking at the mountain as a mountain.

Li Er said curiously: "Uncle Tang, how can I play a flute sound as good as yours, do you have any skills?"

Tang Lin smiled slightly and said, "Just blow with your heart." ”

"Blow with your heart?"

"Integrate your heart into the sound of the flute, including your joys and sorrows, all your emotions and your life! ”

Li Er scratched his head, a little puzzled.

Tang Lin smiled, looked at him, and said, "You should go back to eat." ”

Li Er was stunned, and immediately slapped his forehead and said, "Oops, my mother will definitely blame me, Uncle Tang, I'll come back tomorrow." ”

He quickly jumped back on the back of the green ox, urging it anxiously. However, the green cow did not go away more and more, but stopped in the same place.

Xiao Li Er was so anxious that he almost slapped the cow's buttocks.

Tang Lin smiled and said, "If you play the flute, it may be gone." ”

Xiao Li Er believed Tang Lin's words, and immediately took out the flute and blew it, and the green cow really walked forward slowly under the sound of the flute.

"Goodbye, Uncle Tang. Little Li Er waved happily.

Tang Lin smiled and waved his hand.

After Xiao Li Er left, he retracted his gaze and looked at the night in front of him, this month Ah Duo was in charge of his body, and he had already wandered out to play.

In the deep night, in front of the lonely house, he was the only one.

Tang Lin looked at Xiao Li Er's back, and the village was lit up with lights, shining so that every household was full of warmth.

The corners of Tang Lin's mouth twitched slightly, and he suddenly missed his mother and father in his heart.

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As time passed, little Li Er gradually grew up and became a young man, and he did not inherit his father's status as a hunter, but became a gentleman in the school.

And Tang Lin, who was originally Mr. Shujuku, has retired. All the people in the village, who often saw this strange man, always sat alone in front of the house, looking into the distance.

No one knew what he was thinking.

He is like a stone sculpture, an eternal scenery at the entrance of the village.

Night.

Li Er held the book, came to Tang Lin's house, scratched his head and said with a smile: "Uncle Tang, I encountered something today, and I can't figure it out. ”

Tang Lin was interested and said, "What's the matter?"

He has always loved Li Er very much, perhaps because he named him in the first place, which always gave him a sense of intimacy.

The only thing that's a little regrettable is that Li Er's qualifications are too ordinary, what others can remember once, he needs three times, and what others can easily figure out, he has a hard time figuring it out.

Sometimes you can't even figure it out!

For example, others think that the sun and moon in the sky are inlaid by immortals to benefit the common people. But Li Er felt that if it was really done by immortals, then it had the power to inlay the sun and moon in the sky, so why not teach the immortal method extensively, so that all sentient beings could become strong cultivators.

Others think that the law of the jungle should be the strong, and whoever makes you too weak will be bullied by thieves or corrupt officials.

But Li Er felt that weakness is not a sin, why can't human beings respect each other and love each other, but kill each other instead.

In his heart, Tang Lin is a beacon, and he deeply understands that Tang Lin is definitely not an ordinary person.

In the face of his question, Tang Lin always smiled slightly, and only said one sentence, "You go and see the water." ”

Every day, Li Er would put a large water tank in his house and watch the water inside.

Although he didn't know what could be seen in the water, Tang Lin told him to see it, and he looked at it.

"Uncle Tang, I looked at the water today and found that the water has been in the water for a long time, and there are dust falling into it, I always feel what this means, but I can't figure it out. Lear said honestly.

Tang Lin smiled slightly, picked up a small grass from the ground, walked to the side of the pool and squatted, gently stirred the grass into the pool, and said, "What do you see?"

Lear said honestly: "Ripple." ”

Tang Lin nodded slightly and said, "What would happen without these ripples?"

Li Er thought for a moment and said, "The water surface will be calm." ”

Tang Lin nodded and said: "Yes, your current life is like a pool of calm water, if you suddenly encounter a bandit, or something, it is equivalent to a piece of grass, which will bring an impact to your life, waves!"

"And the dust, every day will drift in a little bit, although only a little bit, but don't underestimate this little bit, just like your daily life, eating, sleeping, going to teach, these are the dust that falls into your life. ”

"Water is your life! When the dust accumulates slowly, like the days go by, and when the dust accumulates to a certain extent, it fills the pool, then the water will flow out, like the passage of life, that is the end of life!"

Li Er suddenly realized: "I see. ”

Tang Lin smiled and said: "As for why you ask why the law of the jungle eats the strong, the reason is actually very simple, anything, you can see the reason from the results." ”

Li Er scratched his head and said, "I understand." ”

Tang Lin smiled slightly.

......

The peaceful life passed day by day.

Thirty years later.

With the arrival of a group of bandits, the peace of Lijia Village was broken, and many of the older generation died, and the younger generation had never seen the horror of the bandits.

The first thing to bear the brunt of the bandit's visit was Tang Lin's hut at the entrance of the village, he sat under the eaves, the years had left a notch on his body, his long flowing black hair was gray at the moment, his face was full of wrinkles, only those eyes were still dark and bright.

He looked at the arrival of this group of bandits at sunset, his brows furrowed, and his face was a little gloomy.

"Brothers, kill me, burn it all, rush it!" roared the bandit leader, brandishing his broadsword and riding in first.

Hearing the roar of the bandits, everyone in the village panicked, and a few of the older generations immediately ran to the village gate and asked Tang Lin for help.

Tang Lin slowly stood up from the chair, his back was already rickety, looking at the large number of bandits, his eyes flashing with a cold light.

"Whoever takes a step into the village will die!" Tang Linsen said coldly.

The leader of the bandits was a young man, glanced at Tang Lin, and sneered: "A bad old man is still nosy, die!"

Sou!

A knife slashed at Tang Lin's throat.

The villagers next to them were horrified, and some of the women were already screaming.

At this moment, the sword suddenly stopped in front of Tang Lin's neck.

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