The sunset is the sunset, and the sunset is the same as the sunset.

In the Great Chu Kingdom, there is a loach ditch outside the city of Gusu, and every household is full of smoke. From time to time, dogs bark and chickens crow.

There is a family surnamed Yi in Loach Valley, and the head of the family is a sincere man. It's just that I've been working hard outside for a long time. I can't come back a few times a year, leaving a pair of orphans and widows at home. Fortunately, every time I go home, whether it is mountain goods or scarce melons and fruits, I will always give some to the neighbors. is such a good popularity, and it can be regarded as taking care of the stability of the mother and son invisibly.

This family has a lone seedling, named Yiyun Bai. Yiyun Bai is young, kind and honest. This gave Yi's family, who was alone at home, more or less comforted. Whenever I wake up from a dream in the middle of the night and see my young son safe and sound, maybe this is a kind of sustenance.

Loach ditch, the village is not large, built next to the water, winding between the ravines. The number of people is only more than 100.

The village chief is a talented man, and he didn't go to high school until he was sixty years old. So after returning home, I had no worries in my heart, and I actually devoted myself to enlightening children. The villagers knew that the old man was reading two pounds, and one by two spontaneously sent the bundles. But the old man recognized himself as high, so the villagers spontaneously built a small house in the shape of a cash cabinet in the courtyard of Lao Xiucai, day after day. Some well-intentioned people also found that there were some broken silver in this small house. Day after day, it also happened that some of the villagers had carpenter friends who were familiar with the town, and the old man who was drinking together set up a private school that was no more than the size of one or two acres of land. Lao Xiucai couldn't resist the stubborn fight of the villagers, so he had to appoint a representative to take charge of this matter.

The first teacher took office anyway. But it's not an old showman, after all, his physical condition is not good. He was a monk who had been wandering since then, and Yuan Jiugang, a young man who had finally stayed in Loach Gou to teach at the invitation of the villagers. The apprentices are harsh. If it weren't for the fact that it was not restricted, there would be only such a place in the village to teach people to read and educate. I'm afraid that few honest villagers in the village dare to deal with this cultural person with great ability.

It is the duty of villagers to admire knowledge, but awe is the foundation of survival.

The breeze is coming, and the sunset is molten gold. Mountains and rivers are decorated like a world of broken gold.

Today, Yuan Jiugang found Yiyunbai, who was sweating profusely with a bundle of firewood on his back.

It was already evening, and the streets were full of pedestrians. From time to time, he pointed at Yiyun Bai. Say something with a kind smile.

Yuan Jiugang wore a Confucian robe and a green crown. In his hand, he played with this paperweight made of lightning strike wood. He smiled and stopped Yi Yunbai, who was deliberately avoiding him. Kindly asked, "Xiaobai, how did you think about what I told you yesterday?" Why don't we discuss it again? ”

Yiyunbai smiled sadly, gently put down the bundled and sturdy firewood on his back, wiped the sweat on his face with the back of his hand and said to Yuan Jiugang: "The teacher does not give up, and is willing to accept me several times to get started, the kid is very grateful, but once I come to my family, I am in a difficult situation, but I really have no shame to study." Second, the kid is ignorant, illiterate, and does not learn martial arts. I don't have great ambitions, I don't dare to bother! And the mother is seriously ill and needs to be taken care of by the boy. My father has not heard from me for a long time, and I really dare not disturb the teacher. As he spoke, he was about to pick up the firewood and leave. Some old people who were familiar with this shook their heads silently. And some pulled the snot child and wanted to come forward to talk.

Yuan Jiugang frowned, and the paperweight Pixiu in his hand was pinched and relaxed by him. Some eye-catching women smiled and passed by the two.

Yuan Jiugang said again: "I taught you to recite and read that "Reincarnation Collection" a year ago, but now you have more insights? Speaking of this, Yuan Jiugang was a little nervous.

Yi Yunbai was obviously a little impatient, and was asked several times by this private school gentleman about his reading homework, which was somewhat embarrassing for a child who had just been enlightened. He did not put down the firewood, but carried hundreds of catties of firewood behind him with one hand. "Nothing more has been discovered than that dream continues every day," he said. I've already returned the book to you, don't ask! Then he turned and walked away.

The flow of people was like a shuttle, and after a while, Yiyunbai disappeared.

But Yuan Jiugang behind him had bright eyes, and he muttered: "The eightieth illusion dream, if you take one step out tonight, you can't say it!" Good boy, it's really a reading seed. ”

"I'm afraid you'll be happy too soon!" At this moment, an old figure of Long Zhong came behind Yuan Jiugang. He lightly interrupted Yuan Jiugang's self-talk.

Yuan Jiugang calmly turned his head and saw that it was an old monk holding floating dust, and he was stunned. He saw that Yiyunbai had already passed the west gate of Gusu City. But he had no choice but not to chase him. The pretentious sigh began. He said to the old monk, "Hey... What are you doing when you don't go after Chengshan and go back to the city? Did you really underestimate the saint here? Do you want your junior brother to say hello to you, have you done it? ”

The old monk was bloated and wore a green lotus crown. Only the front chest was tattooed with a pattern of the Buddhist word "swastika". It's weird.

He shook his head and said helplessly: "Fu Chengshan is dead... As for what the school palace thinks, that's their business. If you want, you can kill them for me. And the master said that you can find you if you have something! ”

Yuan Jiugang was dumbfounded, is this okay? Nerd, I've worked hard to help you get out of the cage at all costs. Even for that meager opportunity, staying in this poor mountain for more than ten years, how did you repay your fourth junior brother? Aren't you afraid of damnation?

He asked resentfully, "The third child! You tell me the truth, have you really met our master and his old man? It is also the master brother who accepts apprentices on behalf of the master. Second brother, I've never met a master! ”

The old monk shook his sleeves and raised his head to the sea of clouds in the east. There was a sea of clouds churning, and a few little egrets seemed to be learning to fly, falling suddenly, and flapping their wings with the two old egrets straight into the sea of clouds. The clear chirp resounded through the sea of clouds and fields, as if showing off and proud.

The old monk smiled and said to Yuan Jiugang: "Fourth senior brother, why did you forget, at my apprenticeship ceremony, the master was angry for some reason and ate the senior brother." Weren't you there then? Alas... Speaking of which, the senior brother is not kind to me, if it wasn't for the fourth junior brother at that time, I would definitely stop the master" Speaking of this, the old man was in a depressed mood.

Yuan Jiugang shuddered, of course he remembered the strange apprenticeship, in the middle of the night, there was no one in the wilderness. A bald monk was torn apart by an inexplicable thing and swallowed into his stomach, and the terrible thing was that Yuan Jiugang at that time couldn't even see what suddenly appeared. If it weren't for the words of God in my heart. Under the circumstances, Yuan Jiugang would inevitably flee immediately. But the third child dragged Yuan Jiugang to death, and could only let Yuan Jiugang persist until the end of the apprenticeship.

Yuan Jiugang's expression was hesitant, and the Pixiu he was playing with in his hand seemed to be soaked in sweat. He hesitated and said to the old man, "Senior brother... Do you think there's a possibility... I mean, maybe! Could it be that we are not liked by the master and his old man! Or maybe our talent doesn't fit the master's path. And the master brother can be regarded as indiscriminately accepting apprentices for the master, resulting in a catastrophe? Alas... I'm so miserable! You can't read Haoran Qi when you read, you can't practice Qi out of the Great Dao, and the chaos is unbearable! ”