The sky was bright, and birds and beasts were flying.

Fan Yu woke up slowly, struggled to get up, used the dry tree trunk as a crutch, and moved step by step.

After walking for a long time, I found a mountain rock and sat down.

At this time, the morning sun rises, and the ten thousand rays of light shine through the rolling clouds and mist, swaying in the mountains, and the mountain wind blows, rolling up thousands of leaves.

Looking at the distant mountains, he looked fascinated.

I don't know how long it took to come back to my senses, and as soon as I got up, something fell from my arms, and at first glance, it was the ancient scroll of sheepskin.

"The form is thousands, the meaning is the dantian, the essence of the heaven and the earth is grinded, the sun and the moon are harvested, and the Qi ...... of all things is obtained"

The ancient seal was silent, but it seemed to ring a bronze bell in his ears, and with a 'hum' sound, he was completely enlightened, and his heart was loosened, and then he felt a strong force covering him, and when he looked up, he was stunned.

I saw the morning sun, the purple qi coming from the east, and the thousands of trees, the qi was soaring, as if the heaven and earth were full of vitality all of a sudden.

Looking at itself again, it was like a funnel, and a trace of white gas drilled out, swayed upward, and dissipated in the air.

"This is Qi?"

Fan Yu muttered to himself, suddenly chuckled, then laughed, and then hid his face and cried, like a young son.

......

"The world of red dust, a vast fog, looking for the way to find my thousands of miles, who to ask?

A man with a long beard and waist-length beard, dressed in tattered clothes, carrying a medicine hoe, and carrying a bamboo basket strode out of the mountain.

From time to time, he shook his head and sang, and when he sang to the point of joy, he cried loudly, crazy and crazy, and he was a strange person.

"Maniac Fan is back, Maniac Fan is back. ”

Before entering the village, there was a urchin boy who followed behind, sticking out his tongue and making strange faces, and from time to time throwing stones at him, and when he saw the strange man turn back, he immediately screamed and scattered.

A crop was green, carrying a hoe passing by the ridge, seeing the strange man, he asked with a smile: "Mr. Fan, just came back from collecting medicine in the mountains?"

The strange man only grinned, patted the bamboo basket behind him, and immediately lowered his head, making Qing Zhuang shake his head.

When I arrived at a ruined temple, there was no door, so I walked straight in, and a strong smell of herbs came to my nose, and the shrine was full of sun-dried herbs, and there was no place to put my feet.

He put the bamboo basket on the ground, dropped the medicine hoe, and fell asleep in the haystack, and after a while he snored loudly.

In the afternoon, I woke up.

The first thing I did when I woke up was to carry a basket full of herbs and bamboo baskets, and when I walked out of the door, I poured it into the broken water tank, washed it at will, and put it outside to dry.

Then start making a fire, put a crockpot on it, add various herbs, and pound it for a while before covering the lid.

Half an hour later, the fragrance of medicine was permeated, I only smelled it, shook my head and didn't look at it, kicked it open, the clay pot overturned, and the medicine juice was all over the ground.

"The taste is wrong, the taste is wrong, what went wrong?"

The weirdo scratched his head and walked back and forth.

"Mr. Fan?

At this time, a young man came from a distance, and when he got closer, he smiled and said, "Mr. Fan is boiling medicine again?"

The strange man glanced at him, did not speak, turned his head away, and muttered to himself.

The young man was not angry, and shook the thing in his hand, but it was a wine jar: "Mr. Fan, I went to the county seat at noon today, see what I brought you?"

The strange man looked back, his eyes lit up, he snatched the wine jar, patted the mud, raised his head and drank, and after a few sips, it was a small half jar.

"Mr. Fan, in a few days, it will be winter, my mother asked me to tell you, she has made an extra quilt this year, and I will send it to you another day. ”

The young man saw that the strange man did not reply, and he was accustomed to it, and suddenly asked: "By the way, Mr. Fan, I have always been curious, why did you fall into such a situation with such high medical skills?"

More than half a year ago, his mother became ill because of fatigue, and spent a lot of silver taels to be cured.

only threw away a basket of medicinal herbs, and gave a few words of decoction recipes.

However, in a few days, my mother was able to go to the ground, and her body was getting better day by day, so in order to repay her kindness, she knew that her good wine was good, so she often bought some wine to pay respects.

Seeing that the strange man still didn't reply, the young man smiled: "Okay, you're busy, then I'll go back first." ”

Just as he was about to leave, the strange man said: "Let your mother not prepare, I'll leave in a few days." ”

The young man was startled and asked anxiously, "Mr. Fan, it's almost winter, where are you going?" If it snows heavily, the days outside will not be easy. ”

But the strange man paid no heed, turned and went into the house, and the young man had no choice but to give up, and hurried back.

At night, the strange man woke up from his dream, his eyes shining in the faint moonlight, his ears moved, he got up and walked out.

A few little squirrels with fluffy tails were sneaking around the sweet fruit, and when they heard the movement, they all looked back.

It was quiet for a while.

Suddenly, the little squirrel threw down the sweet fruit, ran away, and disappeared into the night.

The strange man smiled dumbly, sat on the threshold, and stared blankly at Mingyue.

A year ago, he lived here in a ruined temple, studied pharmacology, went up the mountain to collect medicine during the day, and meditated and chanted at night.

After a long time, I got used to it.

"Fan Yu, Fan Yu, did you come to this world just to sink in? Even mice know how to forage for food and survive, why can't you work hard?"

Fan Yu raised his head and roared, his voice was like that of an old ape, getting higher and higher, and he had more than a hundred breaths for a long time, spreading far and wide in the night.

For a while, the dog barked, and someone ran out and scolded: "You Fan madman, what are you crazy about, you don't sleep in the middle of the night, what are you screaming blindly?"

Fan Yu shrunk his neck, knowing that he was at a loss, he didn't dare to echo, and then chuckled and said to himself: "Since you came to this world, and because you asked the teacher, you sank into this realm, and now you are counted as entering the door, and it is not nothing, why not go all the way, look for immortals and antiquities, and see the vastness of this world?"

Like a yellow bell, it rang in my ears again.

The body that has always been like a funnel has finally blocked a part of it, and the Qi is running in the dantian, accumulating little by little, like drops of rain and dew, which is converging into a river.

Standing up, his bones crackled, and he seemed to have inexhaustible strength, so he went straight to the temple, picked up scissors, cut off his long beard, leaving only a small section, and picked up a few sticks of hay and tied his long hair at will.

"Go and go!"

Kick over the bamboo basket, throw away the medicine hoe, and stride forward, leaving only a long shadow in the moonlight.

However, a few days later, I arrived at a county seat, asked the villagers, and learned that this was the boundary of Lushan Mountain, so I stopped.

Seeing his line, the officers and soldiers at the city gate didn't bother to care about him, and let him enter without charging a penny.

When I entered the city, it was another scene.

Pedestrians are weaving, cars and horses are like dragons, and there are endless shops with cloth banners and wooden plaques hanging outside, the cries of hawkers, the laughter of naughty children chasing and fighting, and the quarrels between customers and sellers.

What a prosperous Lushan County.

'Gollum'

But he was hungry, and he was worried about how to solve the problem of eating, so he heard a chuckle, raised his eyes and looked at a young lady, who was covering her mouth and smiling, and when she saw him, she immediately turned around and left.

After a while, a little girl ran over and handed him a lotus leaf bag crisply: "Na, this is my young lady's reward for you." ”

Seeing that Fan Yu was stunned, the little girl stomped her foot: "You beggar, don't accept it quickly, Miss is still waiting for me." ”

"Then, thank you very much. ”

Fan Yu took it and smiled: "Thank you, little girl, too." ”

The little girl wrinkled her nose, turned her head and ran away.