Chapter 122: Singing with a Drum
Yuzhou.
This place that has experienced floods, droughts, and even been hit by the stars of the night is not good.
What's more, there are members of the White Lotus Sect, constantly gathering crowds, attacking cities and plundering land, and holding high the banner against them, wanting to take the opportunity to make a career.
Everyone understands the importance of the autumn harvest, especially since there are many plains here, most of which are flat and not very precipitous, but the output of grain is also the highest in the big moon.
Rebellion here is no different from lighting a fire in a granary.
Of course, the temple will not really ignore this, the Four-Nation Alliance can slow down first, and the White Lotus Sect wants to destroy the Great Moon now!
Naturally, troops were sent to take the lead in suppression!
Fighting has occurred from time to time, and the people, who could have barely survived on the food in the fields, had to face a choice.
Either be conscripted or join the White Lotus Sect.
In such a year, it is impossible to farm the land in peace and stability.
Kiyoheiko walked through a village with a compass-like instrument in his hand.
The village was quiet, and there was no one in sight for half a day.
Beside him was a young man who looked to be sixteen or seventeen years old, with a palm-sized turtle on his head, and a thick black shell with a few white spots.
"Master, where are we going?"
The young man had a thatch in his mouth and muttered, "I have been to this village, and there were many people before, but it's a pity"
It's a pity what, he didn't say any more.
Qing Pingzi ignored him, just stared calmly at the utensils in his hand, and kept looking at something.
Zou Dan didn't say more, boredom carrying the pebbles on the ground on his toes, following Qing Pingzi's footsteps, and kept walking forward.
At a certain moment, Zou Dan suddenly heard a singing voice.
Song?
His eyes were filled with curiosity, how could anyone still be in the mood to sing when the village had become like this?
Seeing that Pingzi didn't pay attention, he secretly took the opportunity to walk towards the place where the song came from.
Soon he saw it.
In front of a thatched hut, there was a boy who looked no more than eight or nine years old, holding a broken basin, beating it, using it as a musical instrument, and singing loudly.
Zou Dan leaned over and stared at the young man again and again.
It's a very thin guy, with a yellow face and thin muscles, and even his singing voice is weak.
But there was a clear smile on his face, and he didn't know why he was happy.
At his feet, there was a rolled up straw mat.
If Zou Dan is not mistaken, it should be a person's corpse inside!
Rao is as bold as him, he couldn't help but be a little hairy, his eyes stared at the young man stunned, and asked, "Are you a human or a ghost?" ”
When the boy saw him, he was not surprised, but asked, "What the hell?" Have you ever seen a ghost? ”
Avoiding his question, Zou Dan pointed to the straw mat wrapped at his feet, "Who is this?" ”
"My mother."
The boy said calmly.
"Dead?"
Zou Dan's eyes widened, "When?" ”
"This morning." The teenager said.
"Your mother gave birth to you, and now she has unfortunately died, you are not sad, sad, or crying, but you still have to sing on the clay pot? Don't you think that's too much! ”
Zou Dan was puzzled, and even the turtle on his head cast a glance at the young man.
Normal people will be sad and sad when their relatives and friends die, let alone after the death of their biological parents.
Whoever doesn't cry will inevitably be regarded as an unfilial son by the villagers.
must not even dare to show a smile, sadness must be perceived by others.
Could it be that his mother is very bad to him, so he sings so happily at this time?
After hearing this, the boy finally got up from the ground.
It's not that he doesn't have the slightest sadness at all, his eyes are indeed red, with indelible sadness, but he is clearly smiling, two completely different emotions appear on the same person's face, and it inevitably looks a little strange.
"I also felt sad and sad at first, and I couldn't finish the tears. But then I thought about it, my mother was lifeless at first; Not only is there no life, but there is also no body; Not only is there no body, but there is also no breath.
In the moment when there is no trance, the most primitive thing is changed to produce breath, and through change to produce form, and through change to produce life.
Now it is changed to death, that is, there is no life. This kind of change is like the four seasons of spring, summer, autumn and winter. Now she rests quietly between heaven and earth, and I still weep and cry, why is that?
Returning to nothing, and life to death, is the principle of the operation of heaven and earth. Isn't it true that I always go to accompany my mother? In that case, why do you want to cry and cry at this time? ”
He walked to the side of the straw mat, gently placed his palm on the straw mat, and said: "From now on, my mother will be free from cold and heat, no need to be tired, and will be able to rest and sleep without burden." ”
Zou Dan listened to the young man in a daze and told him about the big truth that ordinary people could not understand.
In a trance, it seemed that Qing Pingzi was preaching in his ear.
This boy is not ordinary!
It's just that he doesn't like his concept very much.
"The four seasons run, yin and yang go back and forth. Everything in heaven and earth is constantly changing repeatedly, and it is precisely because of changes that a colorful world is born. All things in heaven and earth are restored to one, and one gives rise to all things, and man's life is in it, and he is affected all the time.
In the midst of it, people are trying to find out the changes of yin and yang, the mystery of the five elements, and the principles of heaven and earth. After life and death, when you return to heaven and earth, you lose all direction and return to chaos, how can you not be sad? ”
Zou Dan's views are similar to those of the teenager, but he is obviously more active and proactive, correcting the teenager's words with a slight tone of reprimand.
It's just that the turtle on his head retracted its head into its shell at some point, as if he didn't want to hear the two people's tirade and repeated words.
I don't know when, Qing Pingzi came here, looked at the young man, and asked with great interest, "What's your name?" ”
The young man glanced up at him and said calmly, "Zhuang Sheng." ”
"Did you think what you just said?"
Qing Pingzi looked at him with great satisfaction, this is a good seedling of cultivation!
"When you're hungry and can't sleep, you have to think of something."
Zhuang Sheng nodded.
"Yes, yes!"
Qing Pingzi put away the utensils in his hand and invited, "Are you interested in learning the Tao by my side?" ”
"Dao? What is that? ”
Zhuang Sheng's eyes were confused.
"That's what you said, the truth of the movement between heaven and earth. Our people call Him the Word. Kiyoheiko said.
"Is the Tao something that man can pursue?" Johnson asked.
"People can't, but immortals can. When a person has mastered enough 'Dao', he is an immortal in the eyes of the world. As the so-called asking for immortals, on the way to ask, immortals will come, and they can get rid of the shackles of the world and seek the supreme mystery. ”
Qing Pingzi said firmly.
Zou Dan secretly rolled his eyes.
The master started again
(End of chapter)