Where the moon rises, the tide is wide on both sides, the wind blows calmly, looking at the white sail far away and the river is wide in the north, converging in the river and the sea like the secret veins from the deep mountains and old forests, running through hundreds of branches. However, in a river that was no more than ten paces down, there were three or four fat bighead carp that came up, staring at the rods with excited eyes and not eating.

The hook has no food, and the angler lifts it up and then falls lightly into the water.

Under the hat, the straw sewed the coat and shook it heavily, and the rain and dew fell to the ground.

The light of the morning light also appeared together like the wind and rain between heaven and earth, and the moon in the distance also hung in the distance at the same time, the vast cold mountain realm, the wind and the moon gathered, the charm of the rice, a picture of the scenery unfolded in front of him, sliding down the cold air, and he was unwilling, and asked with a red face: "The fish is fat in the deep stream?"

This person also spoke, his expression was natural and delicate, and he asked the visitor, "The fish are fat in the deep stream?"

Li Shuishan exhaled a breath of hot air, and this person exhaled a breath of cold air.

At this point, there was no result. In this psychedelic land, the rice is abundant, the fish bring the water, and the ravines meander their ways. The morning moon dew folds, and it is very pleasant. I don't know what strange scene I can see in the next moment? With this sigh, the man suddenly asked, "Why sigh?"

Li Shuishan looked sad and replied, "I thought you were talking to me." ”

The rain fell on his cheeks, and he said, "I can't see the result of everything, I can't figure out the context of things, and I wander like a dead corpse, sleeping in my own world." ”

The rod in the man's hand shook a little, and with a slight pull, the fish ran away and continued to be thrown into the water, and asked, "Do you see me sighing?"

Li Shuishan smiled, "I haven't seen it." ”

"Then why are you sighing?" the man asked again.

"But are you me?"

The man did not answer.

"You just have to answer whether it is me? I am like a mirror, you are me in the mirror, I am like you in the mirror. ”

This person held the rod and sucked gently, with a chivalrous face: "Why don't you want you to be me in the mirror, and I am you outside the mirror?"

Li Shuishan thought quietly, and the heat wave in his body swept through, as if swallowing his mind, making the jade hope in his whole body gush out, torturing his mind. But the next moment, this jade hope power seemed to be suppressed, and the cold air blew on his body, and the blue cloth on his robe was deep, and he continued to answer.

"I am for myself, you are for you. ”

The man sneered, "That's not it. ”

"It doesn't matter if I'm you or not, if you're me or not. The important thing is that when you woke up from the heart of Xiangshan, you had already seen all the memories, and now I want to devour these memories and let you continue to run far away. ”

Li Shuishan was a little angry, and said coldly: "Why?"

The man closed his eyes and replied, "Because you are you, and I am me." You have your destiny, I have mine. When I appear, you will be in the shadows, and I will take care of everything for you. Your cowardice is all in yours, and your cruelty is in me. ”

Li Shuishan took a deep breath and asked lightly: "How do you know that I won't be ruthless? How do you know that I can't do everything, how do you know what my fate is?"

Fish on the hook, gently lift, throw the fish to the shore, lightly pack in the fish basket, flowing water, and complete quickly.

"The so-called positive and negative opposites are being exposed. Look at the clouds of heaven and earth, what is the sunset, morning and dusk, the sun, the night, the three things, the red heart, the clear heart, and the blessed heart. Every scramble

Looking at the sun's eyes, there will be a sense of not knowing where it is, and what you want to do is on the same line. This side of the situation is justice, people come from goodness, they are all curious, good things, and good rhyme. ”

"Goodness is the Buddha, goodness is the way, goodness is nature. ”

"The water of Lethe River cannot distinguish the likes and dislikes in the heart, and this evil will be avoided far away, and they dare not approach the hearts of the world. But there is evil and evil, it is the dark forest moon, the red devil strikes the chest, and the eyes cannot see the light from the day. ”

"Instead, come the opposite of self-righteousness. Man needs to cleanse his inner soul and wipe out all his evil, and this kind of thing is the extreme of character. Even the most kind people will be persecuted and become irretrievably wicked. You can uphold all the justice, the people's magic, you can start the day, Zhang Fu came to write about the evil of ghosts, but you don't know that there is good in evil, and there is evil in good. ”

"You are right, and I am wrong. ”

"I am in your shadow, and when you look at me, I will cut off all my worries and slay the evil of time for you. When I look at you, you help me to find peace in the world. This is my mission, and this is your mission. ”

Li Shuishan said with a wry smile: "Is my mission? Can you tell me more?"

The man shook his head and said, "I am you, what you should know, step by step, you will know everything." In fact, I have already told you, one of our missions: to make you forget painful memories. I am the evil of your last life, and you are the good of my life. I am your shadow, struggling with you. You have to go to the land of the living, take me to see the prosperity or evil that belongs to the world, and I will help you to reach the top of the monks. ”

The power of jade hope in Li Shuishan's heart slowly fell silent, but in his pupils, there was still endless fire, and he opened his mouth and said, "That fairy sword, woman, how to explain the three little swords?"

The person threw the hook into the water again, the hat tilted, and the cross-legged changed sides, "The fairy sword is the lead, the woman is the fate, and the small sword is the fruit." ”

"Then why should I?" asked Li Shuishan.

The words echoed by the brook, and the wet mud that sat on the ground, with a few black rocks, the drizzle that had broken the gray epiphany, which was still in the water. The sound of the swaying wind, the caressing of the wind to its heart's content, and the thunder that comes from heaven and earth are entwined in the world that belongs to the painting.

In this ink-coated flower scroll, only Li Shuishan is like a blank piece of paper.

This person only bent his palm, pressed a step closer to the bamboo pole, and said: "You are the rain, from the heaven and the earth, and the rain falls on the ground, you are the wind, from the cold and the hot and cold, blowing the cold is warm, and the blowing is warm and the warm is cold; you are the river, you condense the mountain spring to flow, Zhi is far away, and falls into the river and the sea; you are a leaf, born from the branches, floating up the mountain road, and buried in the root system." You can be anyone, you are the one who is destined for heaven. ”

Li Shuishan was silent.

The words are delicate and need to be pondered, but the world is mysterious and their own insight into the heavens, the heart has already been infected, life is a person, it is impossible to be spotless, but you can turn the inner attachment into a pool of clear water, and you may be able to see the distance.

He hung the fish for a long time, didn't say anything, and waited for Li Shuishan to wake up.

On the Tibetan peak, the old madman waited anxiously, his eyelids jumped, looking at the gradually stable robe, and there were clear lines belonging to Li Shuishan himself, which were the lines he left when he chose to create a blue robe.

However, in his eyes, he didn't seem so persistent, but tangled up with the purple meaning from the line.

The old madman never thought that the line was represented by purple

Why?

He was waiting, waiting for the moment when Li Shuishan opened his eyes and came to his senses.

The man was tired of sitting cross-legged on the ground, so he slept under the tree, leaning against a crooked hedged tree with green fruits, and took a fine-haired needle in his hand and picked up his teeth, but the movement from the wind and clouds could not escape his ears, so he threw out a freshly rubbed mud, and put it in the air and became a sea of clouds.

The drizzle of colored porcelain clouds sailed, and a piece of wind and moon was a plum.

Li is the person's surname, taking advantage of the fact that it is almost night, he yawns and is not stingy at all, and pinches a pot of wine and drinks it again.

The angry old madman is waiting, for the disciple and the fruit wine?

It must be the boy under the storm!

The old madman withdrew his finger, touched your little beast, and then lay down, and the ice furnace shrank into a stone and put it in his sleeve, and looked into the distance, and blushed suddenly, just thirsting for the aroma of fruit wine.

"Old Li Daoyou, do you know that I love fruit wine with a fragrant fragrance, the entrance is empty, and it is only a breath to enter the stomach, and it has inherited the drunkenness of indulgence, and it has become the fragrance of birds and flowers. ”

The man laughed and said:

"Your mouth looks like it's smeared with old honey. ”

The old madman couldn't bear to say, "You're fucking right. My veteran hands spread out, one hand after another. Don't dare to ask how sweet the wine jug in the hand of the Taoist friend is, as long as the wine jug is enough to choke my face is red and my neck is thick, I will send you a handful of wind. ”

The man waved his hand.

"Don't dare to ask for it, don't dare to ask for it. ”

He threw out the copper-green wine jug, the ant-sized hole, and sprinkled it into the mountain stream, dyed red.

The old madman withered his arms with the help of the wine handle, raised his head and drank, and said with a red face: "This wine should only be in the sky, where have you smelled it a few times?"

The wine was tattered and speechless.

Xiang Sun Zhong can look down on the taste of this wine, refute the heaven and earth hanging in the air, and can't wait to rush into the dark clouds and dispel the haze.

This rain has more wine, swaying, the leaves that come are trembling, and there is nothing to be found up and down, muffled and colorless, and the copper-green wine jug is thrown off, and the hidden peak is dropped.

The red light of Li Shuishan's fingertips condensed a little, translucent and ruddy, breaking through Zhongyin, and the mountain stream of ink dimmed, with the twilight of the night. There are many nanyin coming from afar, not big or small, and it hurts my heart.

The fishermen are full of fish, and the streams are fertile.

So how do you drop the fish without hanging food?

The fish is big, the fins are dressed, I don't know how to write the word fish?

The sky was flushed, and the fishing elegance stained with ink was dyed, and a pot of spirits was sprayed down on the picture, and a blank piece of paper, one stroke, one stroke, was written into the word "rhyme".

The man sighed, "You know that rain is a homonym for fish." Why don't you know that fish are fat, rain is fat, words are fat, and desire is fat? Don't say much, you wave to me in the night, and I will go out with you. I am a shadow, you are a man. ”

"If someone asks you if the fish are fat?"

"You say the rain is 'fat'. ”

Li Shuishan nodded.

Looking at the rain, looking at oneself, looking at all things can not reach oneself, how long can you see through the wind and clouds, and see all things clearly.

The fishing rod he threw out had already turned into diluted ink, and with the majestic rain of the whole world, it submerged the embankment where he was born, sank the rice fields, and lost the ravines, leaving only one person, watching the chaotic scene.