In the dead of night, the master and apprentice lay face to face on the kang, and Master Yang Furen told his experience, when he talked about his father's unfortunate fall off the cliff and died, he couldn't help but choke his voice, and it was difficult to suppress himself.

"When my father died, it was the hermit who helped and buried my father on the spot. In an instant, I was an orphan, and the hermit took pity on my misfortune and sent back the family who had come with my father, and left me behind.

In retrospect, the hermit seems to know that my father might have an accident, so he refused to take me in, so as to force my father to leave the mountain as soon as possible, but my father insisted on letting the hermit take me in, which caused this tragedy.

Although the hermit took me in, he did not let me call him Master, that is, he refused to accept me as a disciple. Later, when I saw that I was still loyal and honest, he made an exception and adopted me as his adopted son, named Mingzi, the word Furen, and my original surname.

However, I insisted on learning art from my teacher, because it was my father's last wish, and although Master did not agree, I still insisted on calling him 'Stepfather', Master, and after a long time, Master let me go.

But he has never performed the apprenticeship ceremony, and he left me by his side in a daze. Before me, Master had already had seven apprentices, the oldest of whom had been studying with Master for more than 20 years, and Senior Brother was nearly 40 years old at the time.

After me, Master never accepted any more apprentices, but in fact, Senior Brother Seven was his closed disciple. My seven senior brothers have different backgrounds and personalities, but they are all very hard-working, immersed in their studies, and dare not slack off, and Master often gives him guidance with his heart.

But I am different, Master has never taught me anything personally, but he cares more about me in life, and really treats me as an adopted son, and the senior brothers only call me 'younger brother', not 'Eighth Senior Brother' in order.

Of course, Master never memorized me when he was separating his brother from him, but I was still young at the time, and I couldn't understand what Master was saying, and even now I don't understand it.

At that time, I was a little reluctant to learn art from Master in the mountains, and I often secretly went to my father's grave to cry. But I can't help it, I know that I can't go out of the mountains alone, and even if I do, I don't know where to go, so I can only stay.

Besides, my father's grave is still here, and I have to come to see it often to fulfill my duty as a filial son. Master seemed to have seen my thoughts, so he cared more about me in life, but he still didn't agree to take me as an apprentice.

But at the same time, he asked the senior brother to teach me to read and write, the second brother to teach me some basic kung fu, the third brother to take care of my daily life, and guide me to practice reading and kung fu, and the other brothers also took the time to teach me some of the things they were good at.

In this way, I lived in the mountains, and gradually became familiar and accustomed to life in the mountains, and finally I didn't want to leave. This is mainly because I am homeless, and I live relatively freely and comfortably in the mountains.

After five years, the master ordered the senior brother, the second senior brother, and the third senior brother to go down the mountain. It is said that the Great Qing Qi is exhausted, and the world is about to fall apart, so let them recruit disciples after leaving the mountain, start a sect, and prepare to serve the country when the world is in turmoil.

After another five years, the master ordered the other four brothers to go down the mountain together, choose their careers and choose their paths according to their own preferences, but the purpose was still to serve the country and not harm the country and the people, so the brothers all left the mountain.

In this way, Master and I are left in the mountains to rely on each other for our lives. Master was over 70 years old at the time, and although he was still in good spirits, after all, he was old and needed someone to take care of him, so I couldn't do without it.

After the brothers left, the master still didn't teach me anything personally, but just took out some books, most of which he wrote himself, so that I could realize myself, and even kung fu also let me practice with reference to what was written in the book.

Of course, he also gave me some of his other books to read, but only as I volunteered, and never asked me to do anything. Looking back now, Master also had good intentions, and he hoped that I would learn more and understand more deeply.

But I didn't realize it at the time, maybe it was because my talent was too clumsy, my understanding was too poor, and my inertia was too strong, and I didn't even learn the master's skin. I lived with Master in Daqingfeng Mountain, but I didn't think I got the true inheritance of Master.

Master's life is extremely regular, every morning when he gets up, he first drinks three bowls of hot homemade morning tea, and only after sweating and purifying his body does he go to the top of the mountain to practice and enlighten the Tao.

Wait until the sun comes out and start breakfast. After a short rest, he went out to work, mainly to take care of the few pieces of mountain land he had cultivated in the mountains, and basically planted vegetables. Of course, there are also other tasks that need to be taken care of in life.

At noon, I went to bed and rested for an hour, and in the afternoon I still read books and enlightened the Tao, and in my later years, I also increased the creative practice of calligraphy and painting. Before the sun sets, have dinner and do evening classes after dinner.

Before going to bed, you should drink three bowls of homemade medicinal tea, and then meditate and practice. Such a habit of life can not be shaken for decades, regardless of winter or summer. Master insisted on two meals a day, coarse tea and light rice, and sometimes meat, but he only ate venison.

He insisted on killing two deer a year, and he had domesticated them himself for many years. The herd of domesticated deer kept by Master at least twenty to forty heads, and they were not fed, but were kept in the nearby mountains, but some salt was put in regularly to attract the deer to stay away.

Every year in spring and autumn, one is killed, and it is an adult male deer for the purpose of using its antler velvet and antlers, and the meat is eaten. The master never used a knife to kill a deer, and after chasing and trapping, he hit his acupuncture points until the deer died.

When the brothers were on the mountain, they did these things on behalf of the master, and after the brothers came down the mountain, the master did it himself and never let me do these things, and now I don't know why.

When the brothers were in the mountains, they sometimes killed other wild beasts, and Master did not stop him, but he never ate the meat of other animals, not even the domestic poultry.

This kind of life has been stable and warm for another 20 years, during which I have been out of the mountains a few times, but it is only to buy back some daily necessities, and I have forgotten about the world's life, let alone pay special attention to it.

Although life in the mountains is monotonous, the master and apprentice still have a good life, especially the master himself, who lives a regular life all day long, making him seem to be more childish, and he looks much younger than his actual age.

Even if I am myself, I don't care too much about getting older, and in front of Master, I will always be a child, a child who will never grow up. I fantasize about living forever in the mountains and enjoying the quiet life of paradise with Master. ”