The autumn day hangs high, the grass is old and the wind is cool, the persimmon is burning the mountain, and the road is ancient and long.

In the col at the end of the ancient road, there is a small town.

An old man riding a deer and a young man in straw sandals came leisurely.

On the second floor of one of the only two restaurants in the town, the old man feasted and sighed contentedly.

The young man on the side was holding the dishes on the plate, and he was a little embarrassed.

The old man ate slowly and a lot, and it took a long time before he put down his chopsticks and said to the young man: "Don't be too discouraged, if you are not good at it, you are not good at it. ”

Boy, uh-huh.

On the bank of a stream before entering the town, an old deer spat out words, and the young man couldn't help but say, ", can you speak?"

Bailu glanced at him, his eyes full of disdain, and said, "Vulgar." ”

The boy was sure that he was despised by a deer, and he was stunned for a while, a little relieved.

The old man, surnamed Wen, blew the tune, and the long bamboo flute between his fingers disappeared as abruptly as it had appeared. The old man trembled and climbed down the boulder, and then said that he was hungry and wanted to eat.

Half an hour later.

An old man, a young deer and a deer were speechless in the face of the black and salty grilled fish.

The old man nibbled on the flatbread in the young man's baggage, took out two snow-white pills from the gourd he carried with him and fed them to the old deer to eat. In embarrassment, the boy noticed that the deer's eyes were like goats, and the pupils were very beautiful long rectangular.

The old man took a sip of water to relieve the dryness of the flatbread, sighed, and wondered: "How can you, a child from a poor family, not know how to cook?"

The boy wanted to defend something, but suddenly became a little sad.

If Qingzhi is here, I'm afraid the old man will be very satisfied with the food, right?

Sure enough, I can't catch the blessing in my hand.

The old man comforted again: "At least you can catch fish, better than me." ”

Fortunately, the stream was sweet, and Li Minghui filled up the few water bladders that he had drunk and continued on the road. The old man surnamed Wen said to change the direction and go to Yunji Town outside the two mountains to fill his stomach.

Only then did I have this silent afternoon in the restaurant.

The young man was ashamed and a little depressed, and he was completely disappointed in his plan and performance. During the long night in the pavilion, Li Minghui thought about a lot of things, such as being thoughtful about his friend Aqing, admiring and a little scared at the same time, such a strange and terrifying Aqing. As for Aqing's situation, he was happy and a little irrepressible jealous at the same time, what Aqing obtained, and even abandoned and did not take, was what he had always wanted in his heart, Mu Shanzong's cultivation is, and Dong Luzhu is also-

Thinking of the green beads, the boy became more and more silent.

At that time, Li Minghui made up his mind to "don't care about the way" and let it go, and from the pavilion, he had already begun to think about how he should behave when he met the old immortal master for the first time: this kind of high-ranking old fairy must not like treacherous children who are full of scheming, so he must be sincere and even a little silly. But you can't be too stupid, you want to be in front of the old gods in some trivial things in life, so that people can see that they are smart and not clever.

This kind of "speculating on people's hearts" has long been handy in the difficult growth process of teenagers since childhood.

You should be meticulous enough in your daily life and diet, and you should be able to cope with the inn chores for many years. Li Mingwei is not good at cooking, but since he is a master of Taoism, he should not like excessive extravagance in food, and his simple craftsmanship should be fine. Therefore, when the old man appeared, although he did not wear a Taoist robe full of gossip patterns as he thought, his feet stepped on auspicious clouds and flew down from the nine heavens, but he rode a deer in a coarse cloth shirt, which actually made the young man more relieved.

Who would have thought that this old man surnamed Wen was simply different from what he thought in every way.

The voice of "Don't look at the road, it's good to bet" directly opened the frightened heart of Li Mingai, who had just adjusted the state of "Hanhui Boy". A Taoist real person who cultivates as a Taoist with a high reputation for knowledge and prestige as Zhao said, it stands to reason that he must be pure-hearted and has few desires, but he likes food?

So I messed everything up myself.

I'm afraid that when I return to my hometown after more than a month, it is really a big empty place for immortals and mortals. When you meet Qingzhi and Luzhu again, what are you?

Why are you jealous of Aqing?

Maybe luck favors people who are truly ambitious. Since ancient times, Universiade must have great wishes, but if there is a little thought in your heart of "in the name of ambition, in fact, you are greedy", life will return you truthfully.

When thinking about these things, Li Mingwei used the excuse of moving forward to explore the way, deliberately staying away from the old man, to prevent his mind from being "peeped into" by this terrifying old man again. The young man himself is also good at "seeing", but for this real person surnamed Wen, there is only a cloud covering the fog at a glance.

Sometimes the heart is weak and looks back, and the old man who sits cross-legged on the back of the deer behind him and takes the antler book and reads it will raise his head and smile kindly at the young man.

At least Li Minghui can clearly know that once he answers wrong, the pair of bamboo chopsticks will pierce his eye sockets in the next moment. Obviously, the two of them do not have the kind of "life or death" stakes, if they don't have their blue eyes, it will be a big deal for Xianfan to return home forever, but there has always been an inexplicable danger warning in the young man's heart.

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Two days later, before the two of them had left the mountains, a wide river appeared in front of them, which was wider than the deep stream that the young man had crossed before. The old man invited the boy to climb on the back of a deer and tread water to cross the river.

On the other side of the river, the old man and the boy stepped down from the deer's back. In the shocked gaze of the young man, Bailu raised his front hooves and stood up, and then turned into a tall and thin handsome middle-aged man with a high crown, and bowed deeply to the old man:

"Wen Changgong, further south, it is too far away from my jurisdiction, and the mountain officials in front of me have never been on good terms, so it is inconvenient for the little gods to send each other. ”

The old man smiled and grinned, only saying that it was okay, it didn't matter, Shenjun worked hard all the way, and took the scroll handed over by the middle-aged man as a gift. The high-crowned middle-aged man did not forget to glance at the young man with a pair of rectangular pupils, and only then did Shi Shiran step on a yellow cloud and rise into the air and go over the mountain.

The young man was furious by the old deer's hair before leaving, swallowed the words he wanted to ask, and walked silently with the old man.

At dinner, Li Ming-wai used medicinal wood to build a bonfire, and took out the old man's old shop pastries and portable cooked food that he had bought from the town earlier. He continued to chew the flatbread, and a small pot was set on the fire, and the two waited for the water in the pot to cook.

The Hokage swayed, and the shadows behind the two of them were uncertain.

Li Mingwei couldn't help but ask after all, "That white deer...... No, that gentleman, is it a monster?"

The old man seemed to have been waiting for the young man to speak, stretched out his hand to roast the fire from the fire, and said, "Where can you call a monster casually, he is the mountain god of Tianmen Mountain." ”

The young man suddenly realized that Tianmen Mountain is a very important mountain near the main peak of Mu Mountain. Two days ago, the old man played a flute on the bank of the stream, and sang a long section of lyrics. A few of the sentences are "Qingxiao rode a white deer and went straight to Tianmen Mountain." The mountains are full of feathers, and Fang Tong has a good face——"

This old man is really unfathomable, all the way south, he can actually work the lord of Tianmen Mountain as a mount. You must know that the god of mountains and rivers in the Mushan lineage has been respected since ancient times, and he is only nominally under the jurisdiction of the imperial court, which is something that even a young man like Li Minghui knows.

Li Mingwei hesitated for a moment, his heart was pounding, at least he didn't want to die.

What if?

It is difficult to get fate, but there is a way that is given by heaven.

What role should I play, or what kind of excuse an old man can't refuse?

The young man's thoughts raced, and he swallowed the bread in his hand in a few bites, slapped off the residue, stood up and knelt down in front of the old man.

In the end, he didn't say a word.

The oil pine crackled, and the water in the pot was injected.

The old man was unconscious.

The old man sighed, "After all, it's not even a matter of acting, aren't you tired?"

Li Minghui knelt on the ground for a long time, confirmed that his game had also failed, got up in a daze, and sat with his legs bent.

The sound of water in the pot died down, and then it became louder again. Li Minghui took the small pot off the bonfire, turned out two small coarse porcelain bowls from the baggage, poured one bowl for the old man and one for himself, poured a bag of raw water into the pot and continued to boil, and sat back down.

The autumn night was bleak, awkward silence.

Why did he kneel, why he didn't speak, why the old man was indifferent, and why the young man got up and didn't even explain, the old and the young all knew it. Words are useless at this point.

The light of the fire weakened, and Li Minghui added firewood to the fire, completely disappointed, but his mood was calm.

The old man was probably having enough of roasting, so he withdrew his hand, took a sip of hot water, and asked, "Young man, what is your impression of Taoism?"

Li Minghui thought for a while and replied truthfully: "Pure heart and few desires, passive escapism, do not provoke red dust, among the families, they are the most like the immortals on the mountain." ”

The old man sighed with emotion, "Negative birth, ......" and asked: "Today's Guizhan Continent is divided by various countries, how many times in history has one country ruled one continent?"

The young man nodded, "There are three times, Da Zhou, Xianyang, and the most recent one is the Chang'an Dynasty." ”

The old man surnamed Wen said: "Strictly speaking, the Great Zhou Dynasty only ruled one continent, and it still divided many vassal states to respect the Zhou Dynasty. The first is the Xianyang Dynasty, which has made great achievements but is short-lived, and the other is the Chang'an Dynasty, which rules the world with mortal bodies. And do you know the way of governing the country set at the beginning of the founding of the Chang'an Dynasty, which family's knowledge is?"

The boy shook his head.

The old man continued, "It's my Daomen. People in the world say that Confucianism entered the WTO and Taoism was born, but it is not entirely true. The reason why the 5,000 words of the Taoist ancestors are recited by everyone in the market and are not famous from the mountains is because the whole article is the way to govern the country, not the method of self-cultivation. When Taoism assisted the country, it was possible to rule a continent with a dynasty, but it was only later that Confucianism gradually flourished, and the Taoist sect was squeezed out of the court, and it was reduced from the statecraft 'Jingxue' that monopolized the fortune of a continent to the 'weft learning' that was in company with the Five Elements Doctrine of Tu Yu. The birth of Taoism is actually a last resort, and it is just a last resort. ”

The old man recalled abruptly that the "fast and slow dispute" between Confucianism and the original statecraft and Taoism that had sprung up in the middle of the Chang'an Dynasty could be described as a sensation in the government and the opposition, and it was far from Confucianism and Taoism involved, and all the sons and hundreds of schools of thought were involved in and bet on it. It's just that the old man's cultivation and identity were still shallow at that time, and he couldn't really participate.

After the big dispute, the old man watched how the Taoist left the court little by little, and he collapsed.

Tonight was the longest conversation between the young man and the old man, but Li Minghui didn't understand why the old man suddenly talked to himself about these major events in the continent.

The old man glanced at the young man, as if he heard what the young man said in his heart, and explained: "The reason why I tell you these old things is to tell you the fundamental difference between Confucianism and Taoism. One advocates benevolence, the other returns to the purity, the former is hypocritical, and the latter is pseudo-visible. ”

"Confucianism pays attention to the nature of not asking the mind and educating sentient beings. Taoism is a lineage, but it is the first focus. But now that Confucianism occupies a continent, all countries and dynasties are subject to the constraints of each academy, so the aspirations of the people of a continent are inevitably affected by it. Therefore, it is more and more difficult for my Daomen to really find seedlings with excellent hearts and talents from the world. ”

Li Minghui understood slightly, his hands and feet were cramped, and he lowered his head to drink.

The old man surnamed Wen has not said some things too thoroughly, and today's "Daomen" in a broad sense is actually very different from the Taoist theme before entering the Chang'an Dynasty. The old man and the shopkeeper surnamed Zhao are located in the Snake Grass Mountain, and the way of selecting people is even more ancient and strict, so there is a rivalry between the shopkeeper surnamed Zhao and his wife.

The old man looked at the young man squarely and said: "Before leaving, Han Hong of Confucianism once asked you the difference between 'name and reality', and you obviously understood, but you didn't understand it. Truth and fame, in fact, are sex and hypocrisy, Confucianism and Taoism, one plays and the other does not. ”

The young man finally raised his head and uttered a series of the most "unscrupulous" words since tonight: "The old gentleman is easy to say, but in this rotten world, where can there be a child who does not act? They Confucianism says that you must be benevolent, and you Taoists say that you must return to the truth, but we must live first." ”

"Mr. Han said that human nature is inherently good, I don't believe it. Benevolence and goodness are both performed, because some people are born without worrying about food and clothing, and they choose to be a good person in that position, and they get the greatest benefits. ”

"Even many people's evil is acted. Because those who live under the way of the world cannot live without evil. ”

"There is no good or evil in this world, only strength and weakness. ”

"There is no good or evil, only strength and weakness, not even strength and weakness, only needs and desires. Need and desire are needs and wants. So we talk to people and talk to hell, so I do what I need to be when I need to. Sir, let yourself live better, I want to live better, is it wrong?"

In the mountains and forests, the young man spoke loudly.

The old man looked directly at the young man, and in his wrinkled eyes, the bonfire was reflected in his clear eyes, shining brightly.

The old man asked, "Li Minghui, since there is no good and no evil, why can't you be sincere?"

The old man looked around the mountains and forests, "The name of good and evil was originally a word coined by our human race. For example, the tiger in this mountain eats sheep, and the sheep eat grass, which is just nature. You and I are actually like this, but we have to do the thing of eating tigers and rabbits, and we have to find a reason for ourselves to 'eat sheep'. Therefore, what you just said is that there is no good or evil, only strong and weak, and there is no strong or weak, only desire, which is not wrong. It's just not quite. ”

"As a small citizen in the market, and as a senior in Taoism, you and I have reasons for doing good and evil, eating grass or sheep. What I'm saying is just asking you, is there another easier way to live?"

"If you want to be good, then you should be clean and good. If you want to be evil, then you are really evil. If you have one face and one heart, can't you live?"

"Have you ever had that kind of time when you can't work hard and you can't do it, and you reflect late at night and think what the hell you're up to? ”

"Taoism is good and evil, but it is not that it does not advocate goodness, treating others well is investment, and this world has to encourage others to invest. But why not first learn to be kind to yourself? Kindness should not only be to others, but also to yourself. ”

"If the bully needs to deceive himself first, just like wearing cotton clothes in the summer to get through the city, and people and you are suffering in it, then is there any way to take off your clothes without violating your heart, and live a good way?"

The boy knelt on the ground, looking back on the past, sweating like rain.

When the customers in the small courtyard played with chopsticks and asked themselves questions, they were very panicked and angry.

Steward Yang of the inn pretended to ask for wine, but in fact he pretended to be stupid when he was trying to test the depths.

In the summer, many servants in the hut laugh together and drink together.

In the garden, the tall and thin shopkeeper suddenly asked if he knew that his "eyes were blank" when Fu Ruzong was exterminated.

When Mr. Han of Hanfu School asked the teenager a question, he "smiled".

Fang Cai calculated against the old man in every possible way, and finally chose to kneel down without saying a word.

Various aspects and hearts are different.

Growing up to rely on life-saving, complacent skills and scheming, these are observing words and feelings, those are pretending to be pigs and eating tigers, these are reserved and proud.

At this moment, all pride was shattered.

Pieces.

No one had ever made him think that way before.

It's like being stripped naked suddenly, just roasted in the fire, and walking alone in the bustling city.

Li Minghui has gained something, but he feels that the world should not be like this, as if the truth he just thought of is right, but there is always a faint block in his chest that still lies in his heart, and the running water cannot be poured through.

The young man came back to his senses and wanted to say something more to the old man, but when he turned his head, the fire was faint, and there was no one beside him!

The young man stood up suddenly, the sound of firewood crackling, the fog in the mountains and wilderness suddenly thickened, and there was only one left beside the bonfire.

Autumn insects chirp in the near distance, and pheasants crow in the distance.

The young man looked around and dared to shout, "Old gentleman?"

No one answered.

Rao is firm mind, Li Minghui is a teenager who has never traveled alone after all, in the wilderness, there are demons and ghosts, which will also be hairy in his heart.

Coo-toe-goo-goo

Before I knew it, it was the freshly boiled water on the fire that was boiling again. Moisture is pervasive.

The boy was distracted.

Then I heard the grass behind me, and something stamping on the dead branches.

Then the old voice said, "Leave Xiao Xie for a while, what are you doing and shouting." ”

Li Mingwei, who was in a big mood, almost wanted to cry.

The old man said: "It's too early to tell you that, rest early, and continue to hurry tomorrow morning." ”

The boy wanted to say if we could fly directly to a place where there were people and then walk, don't go from the mountains, it was too scary, but he didn't dare to open his mouth.

Sleepless nights.

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Time passed in a hurry, and half a month passed in a blink of an eye.

After all, the young man did not dare to ask the old man to stop walking, so he had to follow all the way out of the mountain, but fortunately, the old man did not suddenly disappear at night. And as long as there is an old man by his side, even if he encounters some strange things, the young man will not be surprised, and he will only feel at ease.

For example, on a moonlit night, I once met a distant mountain top, an old fox worshiped the moon, pinched the soil for incense, and recited words in his mouth, but he was too far away to hear clearly. The old man asks if he encounters something similar in the future, don't approach, or if he suddenly encounters a strange old man or a beautiful girl talking to him on the side of the road when he is walking at night, and asks you: "Am I like a human?" and must answer "Yes to a person" and give the other party a good lip gloss.

The old man said that this kind of roadside questioning people is generally snakes, rats, foxes and rabbits, and this kind of fox who worships the moon and cultivates "wild fox Zen", they are all born in the Guizhan Continent where the human race occupies the avenue, so the avenue is incomplete, and it has something to do with the luck of the human race. To a certain extent, you need to transform into a human form to be able to join the Tao, but some spirits have a bottleneck in their cultivation, so they need to pretend to be someone next to the road to ask questions, which is called "begging for a mouth". If the person who answers the question replies "like a person", he will be able to break through the realm and practice for a long time. However, if you answer no or even ridicule "like an individual thing", you will be eaten by the Great Dao and damage the Tao. And this kind of monster is the most grudgeful, if the speaker is remembered by it, it is easy to be entangled for generations, and it will affect future generations.

The old man replied not necessarily, each clan of the demon clan has its own cultivation method, and after opening the spiritual wisdom, the cultivation is like instinct. Only those who were born near the Terran city and were soaked in too much Terran luck during their growth, or who were too weak in their own blood, need to borrow the Terran Avenue to become their own chance. This kind of cultivation is like a loose cultivation in the human race, the cultivation is not lawful, the fate is not good, and the relatives are miserable.

Li Minghui empathizes with and shares relatives.

looked at the old fox who was chanting the scriptures and worshipping the moon, and his eyes couldn't help but have a little admiration and sympathy.

On the top of the mountain, the old fox turned his head far away if he realized it.

The boy was scared half to death.

Another example is that once in the barren mountains, I met a small temple, there were no human towns within a radius of more than ten miles nearby, but there was such a dilapidated Buddhist temple standing on the mountainside. What's even more amazing is that the cobwebs in the temple itself are slanted, and the incense burner in front of the Buddha is always burning incense for a long time.

The old and young stayed in the temple overnight, and the old man had nothing to do, so he chatted with the Buddha statue.

The dilapidated mud fetal Buddha statue itself has exposed the mud bottom, but it can change its eyebrows, mouth and nose to make people speak, and talk to the old man without taboo. It turned out that the small temple was actually the whole Buddhist temple into a fine, once outside a small human city, and the incense was quite prosperous. Later, the whole continent suddenly destroyed the Buddha, and the small temple could not bear to cut off the Dharma, so it moved to the barren mountains by itself, and preached with the birds and beasts nearby on weekdays, and was content.

The old man surnamed Wen is a master of Taoism, and he is also proficient in Buddhism. When the morning was about to leave, the Buddha statue itself could not move, and a wild boar with a half-open spirit was dispatched to send it away.

At a certain moment, the boy even liked to wade through mountains and rivers carefree to meet this kind of fairy thing.

It's just that the journey is long, and there will be an end to it.

When he arrived in the Terran city, the old man surnamed Wen was also extremely courteous, and was escorted all the way by the small vassal states of the Jiang Chu Dynasty until he reached a prosperous sect in the territory of the Jiang Chu Dynasty.

That immortal sect is high in the sky, the palace is golden and splendid, and the auspicious clouds are covered, which is no different from the immortal cave in the young man's heart.

The old man also bluntly said to the young man that the young man was too hypocritical, calculated too much, and did not match his own avenue, so it would be good to gather and disperse.

It's good to gather and disperse again.

The old man instructed his friend Zongmen to take out the gold ingots used by the gods on the mountain, pay the fare of the immortal ship that can fly from the sky, and fly all the way back to the country of Dalu. It was the first time that the boy flew to the Nine Heavens, and he felt that the white clouds were like water, caressing his face and wet cheeks. The mountains under the big ship are like hills, and the green is slowly moving.

After returning to Linzi City, the boy lost his job at the Pearl Spring Inn, but he was fortunate to be favored by a steward of Zhenhai Tower, and became a servant in the Shenxian Restaurant in the east of the city.

Ah Qing has also gained a firm foothold in Mushan Sect, and told himself that he has entered the sect of an immortal master in Mushan Sect and has become a low-level disciple.

Luzhu also corresponds from time to time, and because Li Minghui got the truth from Mr. Han, "Ji has a deep involvement", it is determined that the girl's life over there is not going well, and the girl who was broken by the heart is also more sympathetic to the young man. Occasionally, there are excessive words, and the girl still writes as if she doesn't know.

Later, Luzhu wrote to say that he was getting married.

The groom is not Ah Qing.

It's not him, it's not Li Ming-i.

Dong Luzhu said in the letter that although she had a problem at the beginning of the Nishan School Palace, she actually entered the country very quickly and did well in her studies. Soon she was taken by a child of a family who studied here in the Xijing Dynasty, and the other party begged the elders of the court to come forward, and asked her parents and the teacher of the academy, and this family matter was settled.

Li Minghui went to see Dong Luzhu's parents and was scolded and went out. Li Minghui went to find Mr. Han, who was silent for a long time and bowed silently.

The boy was closed all day.

Then outside the door of the shopkeeper in Zhenhai Building, he knelt for three days and three nights.

On the day of the wedding, the young man took more than 70 immortal ships from the sect behind Zhenhailou and went straight to the Xijing Dynasty to grab his relatives.

On that day, Aqing also appeared, dressed in a black robe, holding a big knife, killing the wedding banquet alone, covered in blood.

In the melee, customers descended from the sky, shocking everyone.

When she saw Dong Luzhu, she was dressed in a red robe, with tears on her face and laughing.

That night, it belonged to the boy and the green bead.

The girl's lips are soft and soft, under the red robe, the waist is thin, and the legs of the green beads are extremely long. When I smelled it closely, the fragrance was mixed with the body fragrance I smelled in the rain that day, and the green beads called a "Mingao", and the young man put his body up, and when the skin touched, it was warm and warm, and it was slightly wet for a long time-

The boy stopped abruptly and reached for the cricket cage around his waist.

Then it was as if I suddenly woke up from a big dream.

Autumn nights are silent.

The night is late and the moon is cold, and there is no one in the garden. He carried a lantern to climb the mountain.

Li Mingwei looked down at the side of the pavilion, and there was a quiet waterhole under the steep mountain wall, reflecting the fire in the cage and the moon in the sky. Autumn insects chirp sporadically, and pheasants occasionally cooing in the jungle in the distance.

The young man blew out the candle that had almost been lit, sat on the stone bench in the pavilion, and pondered quietly.

I was shocked.

It turned out that he had never traveled far, and it turned out that he had not yet made a decision.

All the previous things turned out to be just Li Minghui, who was good at deduction, and a long thought when he walked at night with a lantern.

It was dark in the pavilion, and no one would notice that a teenager was hiding here. The lights outside the park gradually went out, and Linzi City gradually fell asleep. A thin cloud slowed down, enveloping the full moon as well.

The young man drew two lines in front of him, one long and shallow, drawing towards the moon outside the pavilion, and the other short and deep, pointing to the candle in the cage that had been extinguished.

Pretending to be stupid, on the old immortal master's side, it won't work.

And there are many spells on the mountain, in case others also have a method that can see through the voice, then this method of figuring out "dressing" is like an axe in the ink door.

At this moment, how to choose?

Is it to abandon the idea and play the role of a sincere son to fight again, or to accept the retreat given by the shopkeeper Zhao, to be a rich man, and to get what can be obtained first, and slowly figure it out?

It's dawn.

A day later, the young man came to the east bank of the river with the surname Zhao, and an old man came slowly by deer.

The old man looked at the deer and smiled, "Long time no see?"

The young man also smiled and bowed, "It's been a long time since I saw you, old man." ”

Heaven and earth flickered.

In the prosperous sect of the Jiang Chu Dynasty, the old man said: "Is it enough to be sincere just by heart? You are from a humble background, your body is like a broken house and leaking rain, you are struggling to cultivate, and your achievements will be limited in the future, why should I lead you on this rugged road? What is the benefit to me and my Daomen?"

In the small courtyard house, the customer and the teenager sat opposite each other, the customer raised his eyebrows, put down the chopsticks and said: "The craftsmanship is good." After pondering for a long time, he still shook his head, "Li Minghui, you and I have similar hearts, and the avenues converge, but you have mixed minds, good views and not good strategies, good thinking and not good judgment, even if you go to the clouds in the future, I am destined to be involved by you in the future." ”

The customer pushed open the door of the house, the sunlight poured in, and the young man stretched out his arms and stretched his waist to bathe in the sunset, leaving a sentence: "Li Minghui, you are not happy, you are not clean." ”

Outside Linzi City, the young man hugged Aqing, who was covered in blood and had his arms broken, and the two cried bitterly. Ah Qing said: "Mingzi, the hardships I have suffered, don't eat it, don't eat it." ”

The young man said: "Woo woo, Qingzhi doesn't cry." ”

Aqing roared: "Promise me, Mingzi, don't cultivate immortals, okay? ”

Ah Qing leaned on Li Mingwei's arms, but he had no arms, so he could only hook the young man's shoulder with his chin, and he couldn't hold the young man if he wanted to.

Heaven and earth turn again.

The bonfire was blazing, and the boy fell to his knees.

The old man surnamed Wen smiled at the kneeling young man, his face was full of disdain: "You are educated by Confucianism, you are walking the bottom road, those in the past, figuring out people's hearts and wearing a hundred clothes, to ensure that you survived, they are not wrong." ”

"But if you want to get something from me, you need to 'take off these clothes' and make a fair trade-off, it's as simple as that. ”

"In the future, if you can do this 3,000-mile road, I will open up a new horizon on the mountain for you step by step. ”

"If you can't do it, you keep going to be your downtown silverfish, you get dressed and be your hip-hop rich man. ”

The old man suddenly thought of something, and his smile became even more cold.

"The most interesting thing is that you will not take off your clothes, but you will keep some of them. Hey, hey, you're in for a treat!"

The boy has climbed to the top of the mountain and ascended to heaven in one step.

Today, one of the homeless people who used to moan on the side of the road, and one of the teenagers in the small city who bowed his head and cried secretly, is going to ask the entire Xijing Dynasty of the sword!

In the clouds, suddenly there was a white head blocking the way.

The old man asked, "Have you taken off your clothes?"

Li Mingwei was speechless, and suddenly felt that he was full of layers of restraints.

The old man stretched out his hand, nodded the young man's forehead, and said, "Strip your clothes." ”

The sky was spinning, and the boy seemed to fall from the clouds, with a splitting headache.

When I opened my eyes again, I had already returned to Linzi City.

The boy walked naked in the middle of the city.

The residents of Linzi City, who used to be kind to themselves, seem to have returned to the time when they were still beggars and refugees, and their eyes were full of disgust. Everyone glanced at him as if they had seen something shameful, but they didn't want to show it directly in front of the young man, but had a smile on their faces, and they exchanged daily greetings with the young man, their eyes flashed with surprise, and once they turned their eyes, they exchanged their heads and talked about it.

The young man intuitively felt a cold swish under his crotch, and there was an anxiety in his heart that knew shame, but his body involuntarily pretended to be indifferent and walked forward by himself.

I stripped my clothes and passed through the market, I was as naked as a child, and everyone and I knew that I was ashamed, and people and I were ashamed of pretending.

There is a tall building ahead.

Naked son ascends the stairs.

Discussion and ridicule were left behind. The boy was a little relieved and crawled ignorantly.

At the top, a figure was waiting for him.

Li Minghui walked to the railing, the building was thousands of feet high, and the clouds were flowing below.

A voice in the bottom of my heart said to myself, "Jump." ”

The teenager hesitated.

The figure in the building approached the young man's ear and asked, "Li Minghui, why did you go upstairs?"

"Is it because of Grandma Qi? Do you really want to risk your life from the bottom of your heart, don't you want to go to Yuntou to talk?"

"Have you ever wondered why you two homeless children can easily find out the secrets behind it?

Why did Grandma Qi choose the two of you? Did you really pick it up from under the car on the side of the road?

From beginning to end, is your choice really your own choice?"

The boy is like falling into an ice cave.

He turned his head slowly and asked, "Who the hell are you?"

The figure in the building gradually became clear, exactly the same as the young man, and the other "Li Mingai" smiled slightly, "I am Li Mingai." ”

Li Minghui said: "I am the soul, you are the body, you are the corpse." Do you really want to see me?"

An old man's voice came from behind him, "Retreat." ”

The young man turned around, and the old man surnamed Wen appeared in the building at some point.

The "old man" shouted: "If people can't even go back, they have to talk about moving forward." If people like you occupy the top of the Great Dao, what will become of this heaven and earth?"

Li Mingwei was thoughtful, standing at the head of the building, the wind in front of him.

He took a step back.

One step into the air!

It's obviously a step back to a safe place, but it's like falling from a tall building!

Li Minghui opened his eyes.

The boy woke up and sweated profusely.

It's like a big dream.

The old man let out a long sigh in his ears: "Idiot." ”

Autumn insects are scattered, the bonfire in front of me is crackling, and the second sac of water in the pot is not yet cooked. The old man threw himself over the fire, and a strange mist filled the surroundings, and a huge pheasant was spitting smoke all the time beside him. It's still in the mountains.

The young man's heart thumped, and he unconsciously put out the basic boxing that had been taught in Mr. Han's school, facing the old man.

The young man squinted his eyes, his heart was terrified, and his voice trembled: "What did you see just now?"

A voice giggled, as if it had heard something terrible. The pheasant swallowed up the smoke, turned to the old man and said, "Oh, this mortal has a killing effect on you and me. ”

For some reason, the pheasant's eyes were extremely strange, golden and like a poisonous snake.

The old man smiled and shook his head, "Your dream, how can we see anything?"

(9300 words.) Second most historically.

This chapter is a bit tiring to write, but it's enjoyable. Sorry for being late, I'm not busy these days, I'm ready to explode before next year.

Guess what the identity of this pheasant is? There are prototypes in myths and legends. To give a hint that is not related to their identities, the mountain where the two are currently located is called Huanshan. ）