Fan Zhutou is a very upright person, slightly younger than my master, he has been in charge of public security here for ten years, not only is he tall and mighty, but he is also clean and neat, and he is very kind, especially in treating the old and weak women and children, so he is very popular among the neighborhood's mothers-in-law and aunts.

It was completely different from my master, and went to two extremes.

Although I was armed with a sharp weapon and my actions were suspicious, I had a little bit to do with women and children: who would believe that a junior apprentice working in a shabby shop was actually a martial arts master with a strong martial arts skill and a ruthless heart. After being sent back to the shop by Fan Zhutou, the master was scared half to death.

There are two main reasons for this:

One is worried that I really committed something and dragged him in, and the other is worried that I cheated money.

But fortunately, Fan Zhutou just told the fool to be optimistic and not to abuse the apprentice and so on.

Master was worried that one day my brain would be pumped and I would learn to rob my house again, so after thinking about it for a long time, I decided to reveal a little trick to me about cheating.

Of course, he himself would never admit the word cheating.

Master, he grabbed my hand and said seriously: "Our craft is really a fairy art handed down from the mountain, don't always think that Master is a liar." ”

I scoffed. How come I haven't seen you soar through the clouds and mist, nor have I seen you swallow ice and spit fire? The only piece of hoop heart technique that has been used to talk about Taoism, and the biggest benefit it has brought so far is to a heartbroken young man - the bag of broken silver is estimated to be at least 20 taels, which is enough for half a year's expenses.

Master shook his head and said you don't understand, I said I don't understand, it's not because you don't teach me.

He fell silent.

After thinking about it for a long time, as if he had made up his mind, the silence and troubles disappeared together: "The hoop heart is divided into large, medium and small refining, and the small refining hoop heart is like that young man, just piecing together his broken state of mind, which can stop the unbridled emotions, and can protect him for a while, and then what it becomes depends on his creation." ”

As he spoke, he tapped his fingers on the armrest of his chair: "It's like that kind of treesmith, who doesn't work." ”

I thoughtfully reminded: "Other tree planters are in charge of planting and living, don't think of others as you do." ”

His old face flushed slightly, ignoring my interruptions, and continued: "Zhonglian is much better, not only can the broken state of mind be pieced together, but it can also be polished to be smoother than the original. Some of the mountain immortals have broken their Dao hearts because of the entanglement of cause and effect, and they don't have the ability to reshape their Dao hearts, so they can only come to us and help them repair them completely. ”

What kind of gods and goddesses on the mountain? What kind of Taoist heart is broken? Did the master drink fake wine and become frightened? What if he really loses his mind and goes crazy? Should I throw him into the mountains and die for a hundred years, or should I live a life of serving a crazy old man from now on, and under the weight of life, I will grow old and decay, and then become an old girl that no one wants?

A sense of guilt came over me: I really shouldn't have mixed so much well water in the soju - after all, I didn't expect that just a little water would have the effect of driving people crazy.

Master was still immersed in the afterglow of his own description, and he didn't realize that my eyes were already overflowing with all kinds of affection, and there was even a bit of love: it is not a hero's act to abandon the old man in my family, and my righteousness does not allow me to become such a scum.

Master's eyes were blurred, his ten fingers were crossed and placed on his chest, and his face was full of pride: "As for the Great Refining of the Heart, who said that there is no regret medicine in the world? Who said that it is difficult to reunite the broken mirror? Who said that people are not as good as the sky?"

I suddenly felt a little heavier on my shoulders. At both ends of the burden, one side provokes life, and the other side provokes morality.

Master's eyes glanced at me, and his face was full of anticipation, "Why don't you ask questions, come and ask me what to do next."

I had to cooperate: "What is the difference between these three other than their efficacy?

The master was triumphant: "The charges are different. ”

At this time, I suddenly regretted a little, is it better to throw him on the mountain and bury him? It is morality to give the crazy old man a pension, and it is also morality to eliminate harm for the people, and there is no problem logically.

Master added, "It's not that I don't teach you the hoop method, but I can't learn it even if I teach you." How old are you? Seventeen years old? Do you know how many meals I've eaten, how many roads I've walked, and how many people I've met before I'm qualified to mend someone's wounds?"

I was silent.

Good deception really has to be close to life.

In the end, he concluded: "To learn this craft, only by first tasting all the hardships that others have endured, can we know the mixed tastes inside." ”

His hand lifted up and put it on my head, rubbing it and muttering, "You won't be able to learn it for the rest of your life." ”

His voice gradually faded down, as if sleepiness had struck him and he fell asleep.

But I can clearly distinguish between tiredness and sleepiness as two emotions that seem to be the same but are actually very different.

Master, why is he so depressed? Is it because the silver is not enough to spend, or is the chair cushion not comfortable enough? Do you feel that life is hopeless and you can't see tomorrow, or do you feel that life is comfortable and you remember yesterday?

I put away all my fantasies that were inconsequential and a little silly, and quietly leaned back on the edge of my chair.

The sun shone through the eaves on the threshold, the iron wind chimes outside the door tinkled, and the Master snoring rumbled above me.

It's a good day to have food and clothing.