Shi Niang said: "Tomorrow you bring a bag of Guanyin soil, if the water bubbles are broken and yellow water flows, you sprinkle Guanyin soil on it and the water will be collected immediately."

I asked curiously, "What kind of soil is Guanyin soil?" So effective? ”

Ruxuan said: "Guanyin soil is also called Fulong's liver, Fulong's liver, haven't you heard of it?"

I shook my head: "Is there really a dragon liver and phoenix marrow in this world?"

Ruxuan couldn't help laughing: "Look at you stupid, how can there be a dragon liver and phoenix marrow in the world?" It is the soil in the heart of the hearth, the earthen stove for burning pots in the countryside, and the mud under the navel of the pot. ”

I said, "Does that thing work?" It's gray and dirty, isn't that dirtier? Not more susceptible to infection? ”

Shi Niang said: "The longer the hearth soil, the better, more than ten years is a divine product." You think: every day the fire is burning, that piece of soil is full of fire, until it is dry and dry, where can there be bacteria?

"Use it to overcome water, and the earth to stop at water, this is the principle of the five elements of traditional Chinese medicine."

The master said, "Piyang, let's stay at home tonight, it's the first time your sister has come back from college." You went to university in Kyoto, so you can talk about it. ”

Ruxuan looked at me with wide eyes, full of anticipation and supplication.

Shi Niang cooked a table of good dishes, and we had dinner early.

Ruxuan said, "Senior brother, you can accompany me to the waterfall for a walk, I just want to ask you about it."

The evening breeze is blowing, the autumn leaves are withering, the leaves of the big camphor tree have fallen a layer, and the roof is also golden, and it is late autumn.

Ruxuan and I came to the waterfall, it hasn't rained for a long time, the waterfall has lost a lot of weight, and it doesn't have the majestic momentum of the past.

Ruxuan is not like her sister Wanqing, Wanqing likes to be quiet, laughs quietly, and says softly, sitting there, just like the ladies of Jiangnan in Chen Danqing's oil paintings.

Ruxuan is much more lively, Ruxuan likes to laugh, likes to dance happily with her hands twisted in the back, and the ponytail swings happily, like a cute deer jumping in the sunset.

We found a rock and sat down.

Ruxuan said: "Senior brother, in the past few months, we have been talking about you in the university, and I feel sorry for you.

"Tell us what's going on?"

I sighed: "It's been more than a year, and I don't want to talk about it, and I don't want to think about it."

I told her what happened last year in fragments (10,000 words omitted here), about Xia Lian and her death, about my helplessness and fear.

"I often dreamed of her in my dreams, covered in blood and didn't speak, just watching me float away.

"Every time I wake up in the middle of the night, I cry alone."

As I spoke, my tears flowed again.

I found that Ruxuan was also crying, and tears flowed down from her big eyes.

The two of us just sat quietly, quietly shedding tears.

After a long, long time, it was completely dark, and the last quarter moon had risen.

Ruxuan comforted me and said, "Brother! In fact, everyone has a pain in their heart, and it doesn't hurt after a long time.

"Actually, it's not that we forgot the pain, but that the wound was scarred.

"I also had nightmares a lot, and I used to have the same dreams since I was a child.

"I dreamed that a big python tied up my sister, opened a huge bloody mouth, and spit out a long tongue to swallow my sister.

"I was so anxious that I was crying, helpless and desperate."

I nodded. "Freud's "Interpretation of Dreams" said: Dreams are completely influenced by the initial impressions of childhood, and our subconscious often puts it in childhood.

"The details of what happened, and the little things of childhood that you would never remember when you wake up, are like being brought out in a documentary and looping in a dream.

"It has also been said that dreams are the projections of what is happening in our consciousness in a space other than three dimensions.

"It's like the sun's rays casting the shadow of a three-dimensional tree onto the ground."

Ruxuan said: "In my heart, I have always been ashamed of my sister, because I want to go up the tree to drive away the python."

"My sister was scared, but she stopped me from going up by myself in order to keep me from getting hurt.

"If it weren't for me going up, my sister wouldn't have gone up.

"That's why I hurt my sister.

"So I must be determined to study medicine and cure my sister's leg.

"This is also my biggest wish since I was a child, if I can't cure my sister's leg, I won't get married, I will take care of my sister for the rest of my life."

I was very moved, looking at Ruxuan's small body, there was a huge belief.

I said, "The Buddha said: All things are born from the mind, the universe is immeasurable, and the past is the future."

"A thought is born, a hundred fates arise, and a thought is extinguished, and a thousand catastrophes are lost.

"The power of faith is immense, and I believe that you will succeed."

At this time, a meteor was crossing the sky, and Ruxuan pulled me and said, "Brother, make a wish."

In the face of the shooting star, we each made a wish.

The night is deep, and the dew has fallen.

When we got home, the master and the master were still waiting for us in the study.

The master said. "Pi Yang, tonight I will tell you about the Book of Changes, the Book of Changes is the basis for us to learn heavenly medicine, if you don't know it, you don't know medicine."

The teacher asked me, "I'm going to take your sister to see the teacher tomorrow, will you go?"

I said, "Tomorrow I want to go and see that kid and take Guanyin soil with me, I don't feel at ease if I don't go."

Ruxuan's eyes were a little disappointed.

I said, "When will Sister Ruxuan leave?" I'll send you. ”

The master said, "Send her to Jiangcheng at noon the day after tomorrow to take the train."

Shi Niang said: "Don't talk too late, Ruxuan and I will talk first."

"Pi Yang, you can't forget to practice the 100-day foundation building exercises every morning and evening."

I nodded.

The master asked me, "How much do you know about the I Ching?"

I said, "Gossip, fortune telling and feng shui."

The master said: "In the Book of Changes, it is said that those who call the root of heaven open the sky with their chaotic world, dark and lightless.

"And the yin and yang movement and stillness are superimposed on the rise and fall, the heaven and the earth are positioned, the sun and the moon are running, and all things are endless.

That is to say: everything in heaven and earth begins with a painting of Fuxi to open the sky.

"A painting becomes the sky, for the yang; The second painting is the earth, which is yin, and since then yin and yang have been born.

"Yi Chuan: Dictionaries" cloud: Therefore, it is easy to have Taiji, it is to give birth to two instruments, two instruments to give birth to four elephants, four elephants to give birth to gossip, gossip to determine good luck, good luck and evil to give birth to great cause.

"You have to remember this sentence, this is the soul of the I Ching."

I asked, "Didn't you say that Pangu opened the heavens and the earth?"

The master said: "Pangu is the creation god in ancient mythology, that is a mythological story, the earliest Pangu in order to separate the heaven and earth from chaos,

"Holding up the blue sky with his hands and stepping on the earth with his feet, after 108,000 years, he finally opened up the heavens and the earth.

"It's the same myth as Kuafu's chasing the sun and Houyi's shooting of the sun.

"And our Chinese civilization is truly recorded by history.

"Our summer calendar is from the first year of the Yellow Emperor, with the Ganzhi year, a Jiazi as a cycle, a Jiazi 60 years is also called a big luck. You always know about the branches, right? ”

I said, "Ten days and twelve earthly branches, I know this." ”

The master said. "Since the first year of the Yellow Emperor, we have experienced seventy-nine great fortunes, how many years do you count?"

I say. "There are more than 4740 years."

The master said. "Therefore, there is definite evidence of China's 5,000-year-old civilization, not fiction."

I asked, "That's more than 5,000 years old, that's amazing."

The master said: "According to the laws of the movement of the stars in the solar system, the ancients deduced the three elements and nine fortunes.

"In the Ganzhi chronology, the era began in the first year of the Yellow Emperor (2697 BC), and since then, every sixty years is a Jiazi, one yuan, also called a great luck.

"The three elements are called the first generation, and they are named upper, middle, and lower three yuan, for a total of 180 years."

I said, "I thought one generation was a hundred years."

The master said: "And each yuan is divided into three small fortunes, a total of nine fortunes in one generation, and each fortune is 20 years."

I asked, "What dollar and which fortune do we belong to now?"