Chapter Twenty-Five: On Life and Death, True Beings Attain
By the time the two of them returned to the ruined temple, it was already midnight. Pen Γ fun Γ Pavilion www. ο½ο½ο½ο½ο½ο½ γ info The two savages and the two wolves haven't come back yet, and I think it's bad weather, and where are the delays on the road.
Zhang Zhenren looked at the nearly 100 goats and hundreds of chickens raised outside the yard, and couldn't help but be stunned, this Yang Zixu was going to change this dilapidated temple into a breeding farm.
Yang Zixu looked at the two more big wine jars on the ground, each with more than 30 catties of wine, he ran over and smelled it, and couldn't help but admire, good wine, good fragrance.
"I'll roast the whole sheep for you tomorrow, right?" said Yang Zixu, looking at the wine jar on the ground.
"You kid are hungry for wine, aren't you? These are the two jars of Shandong Autumn Dew White that the uncle Xuanqing Daoist, the head of the Taishan faction, gave me, a rare good wine. I thought, if such a good wine is added to Zixu's barbecue, it will be a fairy, and I won't make it. Ha ha.... Zhang Zhenren said with his eyebrows fluttering.
"Okay, grandpa, tomorrow we will get drunk and rest. Yang Zixu also smiled.
When it was dawn the next day, the wild man and the second wolf ran back, and saw that the wild man was carrying two wild boars on his back, and the second wolf was jumping forward and backward excitedly.
When the hero and Caiyi walked into the courtyard, after they saw Zhang Zhenren, the living person, their front paws lay on the ground, a mouthful of fangs came out, and they were about to pounce, the real person Zhang Zhenren's eyes widened angrily and snorted. Seeing the two wolves, they felt a burst of air pressing over, and the two of them suddenly lay on the ground, unable to move, and screamed. Yang Zixu hurriedly ran away and said to the two of them: "Hero, Caiyi, this is my grandfather, your poison is only good if you eat the medicine he gave." In the future, you two will have to respect him more than me, understand?"
The two wolves screamed and nodded, only to feel that the pressure on their bodies was gone, and the two wolves walked to Zhang Zhenren's side with a disgraced face, lay on the ground, and snorted a few times.
Yang Zixu smiled and said to Zhang Zhenren: "Grandpa, this barbecue needs honey, you can run again." β
Zhang Zhenren recalled the scene of running all over the mountain last time when he was chased by bees like dark clouds, and his heart was cold. He called Da Mao and Er Mao over, and after a long time, the two savages went out dejectedly.
Yang Zixu said in his heart: Isn't this a little lazy and lazy, an old lazy and lazy?
"We also eat this wild boar?" Zhang Zhenren asked.
"Let's eat sheep, this wild boar is rough and tasteless, give them to eat. Yang Zixu said, pointing to the colorful clothes and the big Mao Ermao who walked out. "Without this game, even a few dozen more sheep and chickens would not be enough to feed the four of them. β
"It seems that the problem I gave you at the beginning was a little lighter. Over the past few years, your progress has greatly exceeded my expectations. β
After a while, when the grandfather and grandson were chatting, they saw Da Mao Ermao, covering his head and running in, each of them holding a piece of three or four catties of honey. And they all have three or four little walnut-like bags in their heads...
"It's okay, it's okay, I've got ointment here, apply some, and it'll be fine tomorrow. Zhang Zhenren took out a pair of ointment from his arms and gently rubbed them on the swollen bag. Suddenly, the pained expressions on the faces of the two disappeared immediately.
Yang Zixu first roasted the wild boar to six maturity, then tore off two thighs and threw them to the hero and Caiyi, and the rest was given to Da Mao, and two cents were eaten. Da Mao, Ermao ran out of the temple with wild boar in his hand, and he didn't know where to eat, and Caiyi also ran to the main hall with the hero to eat.
At this time, Yangtze Zixu roasted the lamb slowly, and the oil splashes of the mutton hit the noses of the two people with a unique aroma. "It's a pity that there are no chili peppers yet, it's really beautiful. β
"What is a chili pepper?" asked the real person.
"It's also a seasoning, I'm afraid the Central Plains hasn't yet. "Yangzixu doesn't want to lie to his grandfather.
"I didn't expect you to be so young that you have seen and known more than I do. By the way, this time grandpa is here to take you somewhere. Zhang Sanfeng said.
Yang Zixu cut off a hind leg, handed it to Zhang Zhenren, and then asked, "Where to go?"
"Shaolin Temple. It's fragrant, it's so fragrant, if it weren't for the mundane affairs of Wudang Mountain, I would have come back to eat the food you baked. β
Yang Zixu looked at Zhang Zhenren's solemn expression and knew that this trip was not easy, so he asked: "It seems that this time is not to play the landscape?"
"Well, last month, Shaolin abbot Yuan Ming sent a letter, saying that he had captured a martial arts female demon alive, and the letter did not mention the name and crime of this person, Shaolin invited the seven decent heads of the world to go to Songshan Shaolin Temple on the sixth day of June to try this person. But I have lived for more than a hundred years, and in the past thirty years, I really don't know where there is a female devil in the martial arts?"
"Grandpa has lived in seclusion in the mountains for more than ten years, and it is normal that he has not heard of it. This time, in a few months, I accompanied my grandfather down the mountain to see such a big scene. β
Zhang Zhenren pulled him to sit on the steps, and the two of them chatted while eating, pushing cups and changing lamps. Unconsciously, more than four catties of autumn dew entered the stomachs of the two.
The cup of fire is broken, and the full moon is in the sky. Yang Zixu's face was flushed, he and Zhang Zhenren were back to back, looking at the stars in the sky, and couldn't help but say:
"The stars are like flying fireflies and the moon is like a disk,
The night is quiet, and the beasts fall asleep.
I don't know where the old man is,
Vaguely when I was young, water and mountains. β
"Missing your family?" asked the real person.
"Hmm. That's right, grandpa. Have you ever loved someone before?"
"It's been too long, grandpa forgot. β
"Grandpa, you also loved, because the people who forget are those who can never forget in their hearts. β
"Maybe, even if she hadn't forgotten, she should have been gone for many years!"
"Grandpa, there is a legend in my hometown. Every star in the sky is a person on earth, and when you die, you go to that star and never leave it again. β
"This is the first time I've heard of it. β
"But Grandpa, you know, you see the stars very close, very close, but they are far, far away. The two nearest stars, riding a thousand-mile horse, running for tens of millions of years, will not be reached in thousands of years. β
"So what?"
That is to say, when we are separated from our loved ones, friends, and loved ones in this life, we will say goodbye forever, and we will never see each other again. So we should cherish every day, every moment with the people we love. β
Zhang Zhenren looked at the starry sky and was silent, not knowing what he was thinking or who he was thinking about.
Yang Zixu continued to whisper: "Actually, the farthest distance is not the stars in the sky, but the hearts of people! People look very close, and the nearest distance is only a fist, but maybe the distance between their hearts is farther than the stars in the sky. Because two stars can still meet in a thousand years, and two hearts may never meet together. β
"If that's the case, people's hearts are unpredictable. β
"By the way, grandpa, how do you understand death when you teach you?"
"Well, Taoists say, people are born of qi gathering, and qi disperses and dies. Three souls, one soul returns to heaven, two souls enter the underworld, and three souls remain in the worldγγγγγγ β
"Grandpa, have you ever seen fireworks, the beauty of that moment and then the demise of it? But the beauty of the bloom is forever engraved in our minds. Have you ever thought that in fact, death is only the beginning of human life, and our life is just a dream, there are joys, there are pains, there are partings, there are reunions, all of these are just to welcome the most beautiful beginning of life - death. β
"Hmm. Life is a great punishment, and death is life. In this way, God is equal to all things, and what is the difference between living a hundred years and living a day, it is just a dream. β
"Cultivating the Great Dao of Enlightenment like Grandpa is the only way to immortalize and turn into immortals. β
"Then Zixu will build the avenue with me. β
"Grandpa, I have been a man in the red dust all my life, and my fate is difficult. If there is an afterlife, I will seek the way with all my heart. β
"Hey. Zhang Zhenren didn't know Zixu's thoughts. Sighing secretly, speechless answers.
"Momγγγγγ Mom. β
Zhang Zhenren looked down and saw that Yang Zixu had fallen asleep, with a satisfied smile on his crimson face, and his long eyelashes flashing with tears. He gently caressed Zixu's shoulder, watched the sky full of stars, pondered Yang Zixu's words, recalled that his relatives, friends and even enemies left him one by one from his memory to the present.
It was night, the full moon shone on the silver light of Erlong Lake, the breeze was blowing, Zhang Zhenren sat cross-legged on Nuwa Mountain, and his mouth was roaring. After a stick of incense, I saw that his void rose a few zhang high, and three beautiful flowers gradually condensed and formed on the top of his head. A white lotus is the earthization, refining the gas and transforming the gods. A golden bell is smallpox, and refining the gods is still empty.
I saw three bowl-sized flowers spinning on top of the real person's head. The aura of heaven and earth, the essence of the sun and the moon, all absorb it. Wait until the moon sets, and the real person will reap the credit.
"Today's Sanhua gathering is complete, and there is no opponent in this world. Hey, it's cold in the heights! I want to be less worldly in the future, and concentrate on enlightenment. Zhang Zhenren thought in his heart, and after a while, he ran back to the broken temple.