Quping Mountain.

The light and shadow are sparse, and the slanting sun is still shining, but it is no longer the scene of that time, but it is still the slanting sun at that time.

The branches and leaves of the canopy chewed up the sun, and spit unceremoniously on the ground, on the thatched hut on the ground, and the thatched hut was lonely in the mountains, like a stupid and lost fool.

A heap of thatch was missing from one corner of the roof, and some of the dew hung on the beam, and as soon as it fell, it fell to a table and a bowl.

A pair of calloused hands grabbed the earthen bowl and filled half a bowl of rice mixed with clay, the rice was yellow grains, and from the leaky ground of the thatched roof, it looked like a bowl of earth.

Only after this half bowl was served, the guy who filled the rice was already empty, and there was no half grain of wood left.

"Hurry up and take out the food to eat, I'm hungry. ”

A gruff voice slammed in from outside the rotten wooden door, which was nearly half broken.

"Urge, hurry, are you still hungry?"

A peasant woman took a plate of vegetables in her left hand, a bowl of rice in her right hand, and a bowl of rice between her hands.

The thatched house is surrounded by a wooden fence, and I don't know whether it is to prevent things from outside from coming in, or to remind the thatch on the house not to run around, but the world is quiet, occasionally there are one or two insect chirps, three or four bird calls, only far away, dare not get close.

Outside the door were piled up some peasant hunters, a small bundle of firewood, a low table, and three rough wooden benches, one of which was deliberately higher and wider, and the other two were pressed down in an imposing manner.

One of the three wooden stools was already a master, a man with bare arms, bare chest and only a burlap short vest hanging five big and three thick, looking middle-aged, with bronzed skin, the color of day and night labor, and the color of years.

The meal was served, and the peasant women were seated.

This is what Ye Wei saw when he woke up.

On that day, he was swept up to the sky by the strong wind from the blue-robed one-armed Taoist, and was smashed by the big boundless demon bird, and fainted in the mountains.

Removing the wet cloth with warm water on his head, Ye Ku stared at the cloth with many holes in his hand, the warmth had receded, and his hands were full of coldness.

He tried to use the mystical method he had realized from the two scriptures of "Taixuan" and "Waste", and his heart was at ease, there was no hindrance, and he only needed to recuperate for a period of time to heal.

The green-robed Taoist didn't seem to have any intention of embarrassing him, only a gust of wind blew him and Shangguan Xuanqing away, if it weren't for the appearance of the big bird that brought him up to the clouds, even if the leaves withered at that time fell from the wind and fell down, he would definitely not be unconscious, at most a few days of cultivation, and the injury would have healed.

"Humanity is rejuvenation, this blue-robed man is a dignified feather realm, an old monster who has lived for at least six or seven hundred years, how can he do such a thing. ”

Ye Ku recalled this, and his heart was speechless for a while, the people in the green robe seemed to be unable to see people in pairs, just to temporarily separate him from Shangguan Xuanqing.

"This person can't be that he was hurt by his lover before, and since then he has been angry with the world, and he can't see others well!"

A drop of residual dew fell, the middle of the leaf withered brain, that refreshing coolness woke him up in a daz, then again, this green-robed man has cultivated into the feather realm, if he must say that he can't, in addition to the lover in the world who is willing to be an outlaw mandarin duck, more or less really have to weigh it.

After getting off the thatch, Ye Ku thought about saying thank you from the bottom of his heart in front of these two people, and walked to the door, but heard the people sitting on the low wooden benches on both sides of the outside talking.

"Have you searched all the places on the mountain?"

A sigh fell, and he listened: "I have found it, he likes to go to the water's edge, and the place where he often walks to chop wood." ”

"Three days, three whole days, he is so young, how can he survive three days in this old forest!"

"Don't worry, the child can't be fine, he can't be more familiar with this Quping Mountain, look for it again, look for it again, look for it again, don't worry, I'll look for it again immediately." ”

"Smack!"

It was the dishes and chopsticks that were put down on the wooden table, and the eager footsteps came to an abrupt end after only two sounds, and it was the peasant woman who grabbed him by the arm and pulled him back.

"It's useless for you to go, you've been looking for three days, when did you come back didn't say these words? It's night, who dares to run into this forest, don't lose the small one who didn't come back and the big one!"

"Okay, well, it's all up to you, it's all up to you. ”

There was a moment of silence, no one moved chopsticks, no insects and birds chirped, and Ye Ku saw that the two were relatively speechless.

There were also two bowls of soil on the table.

"It's all your fault, it's all your fault! I said that I am not good at dreaming, the world must not be peaceful, and in a few days let him go up the mountain to chop wood, you must not listen, you must not listen! What does it matter whether this firewood is cut or not? You are stubborn in this life for a day or two!!"

If it were in normal times, men would have to fight for two sentences, these two sentences were not in their mouths but also in their hearts, but now they were completely full of self-blame, and the five flavors were mixed in their hearts, which made a man with five big and three thick eyes red for a while.

That's his own son, his own flesh and blood, how can he easily pass this level by himself!?

If he had given in, his son would not have gone up to the mountains to chop firewood at that time, if he had the ability, where would there be soil on this table to eat and satisfy his hunger, if he could dare to fight and fight in his early years, maybe he would have moved into the town, and he would never let them suffer from the mountains, forests and wilderness!

The roof is not mended, and the people in the heart decline first.

"What are you crying about, what are you crying!" the man slapped his hand on the table, and the hand that had worked all year round was like a piece of startling wood, and the wooden table slammed.

He had all the feelings in his heart, and in the end he could only say these two sentences!

"I don't care, if the tiger has any three long and two short, you can see if I live or not!" The woman was already full of messy hair and grief, and when she had calmed down, she only stared blankly at the tattered wooden stool with empty palms, higher and wider.

Don't think about it, this must be for the kid to sit, specially added some height so that he can reach the table, specially added some width to make him sit more comfortable, but whether this is enough or not, comfortable or not, it's all old.

Ye Ku saw this scene, his heart was gloomy, he was not a stone man, although a heart has a shell, but it can't be as emotionally extinct as that Taishang, and he also has seven emotions and six desires, and naturally understands that in the joys and sorrows of this world, it is the most difficult for a white-haired person to send a black-haired person.

Who is the child in the mouth of this couple, and how can he not know?

That Feather Realm Venerable only slapped it at will, which was to break a human life, destroy a good family's dreams, and ruin dozens of years.

Ye Ku put away his desire to go out, he was afraid that the truth would come out of his mouth, so he only went back to the thatch where he was and lay down again, but he calmed down his heart through practice.

It's not that he's running away, it's trying to help the couple escape. In all fairness, Ye Ku did have a lot of guilt in his heart, if the green-robed Taoist had searched for the things in his heart from the charred corpse at the first moment, the child's fate might have been very different.

"Hey, everything is a creation to make people, the way of heaven is a moment, the fate of the world is a hundred rounds, this work before and after is only a moment for the eternal way of heaven, but for this small person, it is yin and yang. ”

Ye Ku chewed this taste carefully in his heart, and the second memory was mostly big and empty things, and there would never be such a small thing as a hair, and there would never be such a small thing as a hair.

"I'm a Hongchen person, it's hard to understand the Hongchen matter, how can this Hongchen have so many entanglements, is it really like Xuanqing did some time ago, and the mind of retreating and ignoring the world can go further on the road?"

Thinking of this, Ye Ku suddenly knew that he had evil thoughts, so he hurriedly cleaned up his mind, turned Jin Xing into a soul sword, and supplemented it with the moisturizing of Shui Xing to extinguish this ghostly thought, and spent a lot of effort to be quiet and silent, but he couldn't do the cultivation he originally expected.

For those who have embarked on the path of immortality, the growth of cultivation is important, but the tempering of the mind cannot be ignored, just like using a wooden barrel to fill water, a scoop by scoop can quickly fill the wooden barrel, but the water in it is turbid or not, but the filled wooden barrel can no longer hold fresh water.

The way of heaven is always fair, and both cultivation and mind are like fish and bear's paws, which have been difficult to achieve since ancient times.

If you cultivate to the peerless world, you can sweep it away with a sword when you encounter injustices, seize creation, and turn into life and death, then how can you have the opportunity to experience the many joys and sorrows of the world, and taste the red dust?

And if you really taste the flavors of the world, what kind of shape your mind has been honed into, and whether you have the mind to ask for immortals, but the real time has been passed, and you have not increased by half a point in your cultivation, and when you are old, you are still in the realm of mortal bones, and you have not even planted immortal roots and cultivated your natal true qi, then the road on the way to practice in this life will be extinct.

According to legend, the master who is more than a year old, full of the taste of the world, once enlightened and stepped on the thirteenth step of the feather, in Ye Ku's view is pure nonsense, if it is said that its wisdom is outstanding, if the insight of the world is like watching the fire, he still trusts, but to say that he can take advantage of this to make a big stride in the cultivation of the feather, and achieve the position of the feather in one fell swoop.

Think about it, and the night will pass.

Ye Ku thought that he had not slept all night, and he had been thinking all night, and it was already early to get up, but he didn't expect that someone had already started to work in the house.

The leaky thatch on the house has been patched, no matter how loud the noise is, how much pain there is, how much pain and how to find death and life, what kind of life this day has to be, it will not become good because you cry, nor will it become bad because you laugh.

The man packed up, looked ready to go, saw that Ye Ku woke up, put down his suit, put a bowl of water next to Ye Ku, and said to himself: "Little brother, your life is really big, I don't know if my child can have a good life like you." ”