Chapter 6 The Human Heart
"Interesting. How did you do that?" Jiu Gongzi waved his hand, shaking off a bit of blood from his fingers, "I know that every word you say is the same rhythm as his breathing, and the last count of three times is accurate. But...... How?"
Li Yunxin touched his neck. The wound is not very deep.
He spread his hands: "You said don't kill me." ”
The Ninth Prince sneered: "You little thing still wants to talk to me about the conditions." Don't you know I'm supposed to be angry?"
"I didn't negotiate terms with you. I'm begging you. Li Yunxin said, "There are people who want to eat people, but there are not many people like me who are so interesting." ”
"It's actually quite simple to say. People are afraid, and they have courage. One person must be afraid of killing a tiger, ten people fighting a tiger is not very afraid, and if a hundred people fight a tiger, it will become entertainment. The tiger is still a tiger, and the thoughts in his heart are different. In fact, I had been preparing for it all the time - to ask him to talk about his family, to exhaust his patience, and to be at night. In this case, people are prone to agitation. It's easy to say, but you have to think about every word and slowly guide the hints. In the end, you were right, I pressed every sentence on the rhythm of his breathing, and the last two or three gave him a command, asking him to go, without giving him a chance to think. He was hinted at by me before, and now he is following my rhythm, and everything falls into place. ”
Jiu Gongzi thought for a moment: "Sounds quite easy. ”
"But it's hard to do. Li Yunxin said, "Ordinary people can't do this without systematic training." So you see, how funny I am. ”
"Interesting is interesting...... Jiu Gongzi frowned, looking at him with pale yellow eyes with malicious intentions, "So I think you're funny now and don't want to eat you, and it's because you did this?"
Li Yunxin spread his hands and smiled frankly: "Maybe." But what does it matter...... You're so strong. You're so strong, killing people is like a joke, even if I'm a scheming, I can't hurt you. So ......"
He said sincerely, "Don't eat me, okay?"
Jiu Gongzi looked at him, thought for a while, and laughed: "Okay." ”
"But what is a scheming watch?"
"Ugh. Li Yun thought for a moment, "...... It's like a martial arts cheat, like a cheat for my skill. ”
"I've heard of the "Teacher Table" and the "Cutting Week Table". The Ninth Prince didn't seem interested in these things, and waved his hand, "You owe me a life." Well, you owe me my life. ”
He repeated it, as if he thought it was new and interesting to him, and even laughed to himself: "I'll come to you when I'm bored." If you make me bored, I'll eat you. ”
After saying this, a cloud suddenly appeared on the spot. His big sleeves spread out in the mist, and the cold light of the scales appeared, and the cloud and mist soared into the air and disappeared into the night.
After a quarter of an hour, Li Yunxin really breathed a sigh of relief.
"One day, two days, three days, four days...... Nine days. Well. He slowly regained his strength against the tree as he muttered to himself, "That's what happened." I'm about to start a magnificent life. ”
Nine days ago he was still in Dingzhou. A mountain village in Dingzhou.
It was noon, and he sat down on a wicker chair under a tree in the courtyard to take a nap, and the sunlight shone through the cracks in the leaves, turning into round spots of light on his body.
My parents passed away a year ago. He was saddened by this. Even if two strangers take care of themselves and spend twelve years together, they will have inseparable emotions, not to mention that they are indeed real "biological parents".
Therefore, although he always felt that he should not spend his life in this mountain village in ignorance, he still stayed for the time being. The custom of the Daqing Dynasty is that the death of his parents is mourned for three years, which was originally too long for him, but in today's situation, it does not seem to be unacceptable.
He was only fourteen years old. Although he looked like he was already an eighteen or nineteen-year-old young man because of his strong body since he was a child, he hadn't figured out what he should do.
Just like some of the histories of another world that he was familiar with, there were scholars in the Daqing Dynasty. In the eyes of secular people, reading and becoming an official is considered to be a high-quality, and everything else is a small way. But the parents seem to have a transcendent sense of superiority over the matter of studying and becoming an official, and they always don't take this "road to advancement" in their eyes.
Although their family of three in this small mountain village is recognized as the only family of poetry and books, Li Yunxin has known since he was a child that the road his parents have walked should be more unpredictable than studying and becoming an official.
He has dabbled in all the subsets of scripture and history, but he didn't care. More interested was the hand that my father had ever shown -- when he was two years old -- to draw paper into salt.
However, after his parents thought he wanted to remember, he never showed that kind of "supernatural power" again.
He thought that maybe his parents were going to tell him some heart-pounding secret when he was older, so he didn't rush it. His heart is not a teenager, even if he can't stop his heart, but the experience of being a human being can make him calm down.
It's just that I didn't expect that last spring, two people died suddenly.
Li Yunxin remembered that it was a thunderstorm night, and he was sleeping in the Westinghouse. One thunderbolt after another woke him up, and when he looked up out the window, the sky and the earth were white, and the lightning reflected the room in detail. The rolling thunder continued for about two quarters of an hour. When he fell asleep and woke up again, he found that his parents had become two pieces of coke.
Grief-stricken, looking for clues for almost a month, he came to a conclusion.
It seems like an accident.
This kind of thing at such a time may seem appalling and even trigger bad associations, but it is not a rare thing in the era in which he lived. For example, there will be people who are struck by ball lightning, or struck by lightning, and die.
The controversy in the village did not last long. After all, his parents were kind to people during their lifetime, and the people in the village also benefited a lot.
Li Yunxin once felt a little uneasy, feeling that things might not be so simple. But a year later, that uneasiness slowly dissipated.
It wasn't until this afternoon that two Taoist priests arrived outside the door.
This was the first time Li Yunxin had met a Taoist priest. He knew that this kind of person also had some magical means, so he had some strange intimacy in his heart. Because he also knows that his parents are not ordinary people. Even he himself has some tricks.
The Taoist priest looked eighteen or nineteen years old, and the beard on his lips was still very soft. He had a kind face and wore a green sermon robe. Passing by this place, the villagers said that his house was empty and clean, and asked if he could settle down and compensate with money.
Li Yunxin grew up in this village since he was a child, and his understanding of the outside world comes mostly from his parents. His parents were certainly well-informed, but he hadn't had much contact with people outside, let alone young people like these two, who looked like his own age.
So he was really happy at that time.
On the third day, he and two Taoist priests chatted under the tree in the courtyard and ate the pine nuts that had been hidden last winter. The pine nuts were placed in a small basket, and Xiao Lou was placed on the square wooden table. The corners of the table are randomly painted with some moire, which looks unique.
Two Taoists, one is a red pine nut, and the other is a kang cangzi. This name is exactly what it is today, and the three of them have to laugh.
"So the two real people were originally in Xiangzhou, and they came here to go out to practice. ”
Chi Songzi smiled: "I can't call a real person, and the two of us haven't attained the Tao yet." The experience is real. It is necessary to know that cultivating the mind is the first thing to cultivate, and cultivating the mind is actually cultivating the soul. ”
When his parents were alive, they didn't specifically mention this aspect, so Li Yunxin only knew a lot of things, but didn't know why. He humbly asked for advice: "Cultivate the soul of the gods...... How do you say that?"
Chi Songzi glanced at Kang Cangzi, touched the fluff on his lips, and smiled: "It seems that the little brother is also a person who is committed to the Tao, so I will talk about it." ”
"Everyone has a spirit, strong or weak. As for those of us who are cultivators, we need to mobilize the aura of heaven and earth for our own use, so our spirits must be strong. The soul is strong enough to make great mana and extract the spirit of heaven and earth. As for the method of cultivating the soul, hehe, it actually sounds quite simple - it is to cross the tribulation. ”
“...... Tragedy. Li Yunxin was stunned.
Akamatsuko smiled: "It's not as scary as it sounds." The avenue is invisible, too forgetful, in fact, people in the world are also crossing the catastrophe, and most of them are crossing the catastrophe. You see the brave and ruthless people in the market, who are angry and red in the face when they don't agree with each other. Look at those talented and beautiful women, who are hated and hurt by love - they can't escape the seven emotions and six desires. But if my soul is not strong enough and is always moved by external objects, how can I achieve a pure mind and penetrate all things? ”
"Hmm...... So the meaning of being strong enough is actually not to be happy with things, not to be sad about oneself, and to be too forgetful?"
Chi Songzi's eyes lit up: "The little brother is so smart, that's right." That realm of forgetfulness is exactly the realm that monks like us dream of. Therefore, when it comes to cultivating the soul and abandoning the six desires, you first have to know what the seven emotions and six desires are. ”
"Most of you know, right?"
Chi Songzi shook his head: "No, no, no." For example, love. There is love between men and women, whether it is joy or sorrow. He who is happy is willing to sink and not seek liberation. The sad one has not yet been painful, and there is always hope. These two, even if you know what love is like, you can't get through it. ”
"When you are happy and sad because of love, prosperous and declining, annoyed and tired, you will understand that love is nothing more than that. From then on, the heart is let go, and it is pure. ”
Li Yunxin peeled off a pine nut and nodded: "Oh." It's just that I want to vomit when I eat it, and I don't want to eat it anymore. However, I think there are many kinds of feelings. Let's say you like kittens and puppies differently than you like a woman. It's not the same when you're sad because you lost your money and you're sad about being slapped in the face. With so many types, how long has it been?"
"Alas. That's why life is too short. Chi Songzi looked at the sky and sighed, his eighteen or nineteen-year-old face actually had the appearance of an old man, "Therefore, my cultivator must first seek immortality before he can go through the tribulation." Of course, if someone has the opportunity to create and get ......"
He glanced at Li Yunxin: "It will be much easier to get the famous scroll of the ancient masters." ”