Chapter 21: Transformation, Perception
Youzhou in the northeast, late at night!!
It's early spring now, but it's still extremely cold in Youzhou in the north, and snow can be seen on both sides of the official road.
On the official road, there is a birth... Bloody battles.
"Brothers, kill. Kill them all, good wine, good meat, good women!"
The group of robbers and robbers, their eyes shining with fierce light, frantically attacked this small caravan, and the people of this caravan also desperately resisted. ... Time was dripping with blood and staining the ground red. And on the barren hill not far away, Teng Qingshan, dressed in a white robe, was standing quietly, overlooking below... Cut.
Now, it is the first time since leaving Dayan Mountain. It's spring.
"Robbery and killing?" Teng Qingshan watched the men and women in the caravan being killed, but his heart did not fluctuate at all.
"Why?"
"Why is this happening? How can I be like this now?" Teng Qingshan's brows furrowed, this... Over the years, after seeing all kinds of joys, sorrows, and sorrows in the world, coupled with constantly persuading himself to maintain, bystanders, and identity, Teng Qingshan has become numb for a long time. There are many infuriating things, but he has seen them... I don't feel it at all.
"How did I become so numb now?"
"Looking at the world, everything is like looking at a skeleton with white bones. ”
Originally, Teng Qingshan thought that watching the land of Kyushu as a bystander might be beneficial to his perception and the way of the strongest. But suppressing the true temperament for a long time has made me numb and become an absolute "bystander, after." Teng Qingshan appeared, and his heart was never touched at all.
No anger!
No surprises!
Naturally, I was also moved by this Kyushu world. I have seen thousands of people in this world,... It's like a passing cloud.
Silence has returned to the official road, corpses are strewn, and the survivors have long since left. And Teng Qingshan stood next to him on the barren hill, and he kept asking himself: "What I look at now, I have become numb." It's been a year of traveling, what have I learned? Nothing!"
... Over the years, Teng Qingshan didn't feel that he had any understanding.
The only change is to make yourself numb, to become, to be inhuman.
Standing on a barren hill.
Teng Qingshan's one stop is a full six days and six nights, during which it is even lower... Heavy snowfall.
Early morning on the seventh day.
The sun rose, and Teng Qingshan, who had been like a sculpture, suddenly woke up.
"I, what the hell am I in?"
"Ordinary people, congenital small imaginary realms, small holes, small and strong people, all of them are human beings! ”
"Without all kinds of feelings, there will naturally be no moving feelings, without feelings, how can you comprehend the way of the strongest?" Teng Qingshan's eyes became bright from the previous bland and indifferent. The whole person seems to be full of vitality, "To understand this heaven and earth, to know the operation of this heaven and earth, you should go deep and feel it with your own heart!"
After Teng Qingshan figured it out, his whole state of mind seemed to have changed.
"Haha!"
Teng Qingshan laughed loudly, withdrew the power of the world, and suddenly the cold wind blew on his body, and Teng Qingshan's feet also fell into the ice and snow.
"Feel it with your heart!"
Teng Qingshan reached out and grabbed a handful of ice and snow, and the ice and snow melted quickly.
"Haha...... ,............”
Teng Qingshan raised his head and laughed, and then strode forward.
And and again, and again
On the ridge next to the farmland, Teng Qingshan, whose face was covered with dust, was lying on his stomach, staring... A small grass took a deep breath: "This is the smell of earth, and the smell of life!"
In a river, Teng Qingshan plunged directly into the water of the Taotao River, and after a while, he ate grilled fish on the shore.
"This bit of broken silver, you can take your mother to the doctor. ”
Teng Qingshan was in the homes of poor people in six small cities in Liangzhou, and handed ten taels of silver to... A young man, and the woman who was sick in bed even wanted to get out of bed to thank him, and the young man even wanted to kowtow.
Teng Qingshan disappeared abruptly.
"Immortals?" the boy and the woman were stunned.
And a few miles away, Teng Qingshan, who looked like an ascetic, had a smile on his face and muttered, "It feels good to help people." ”
The land of Kyushu, every city, every river, every... The mountains have left the footprints of Teng Qingshan.
Everything is spontaneous.
Or squatting in the mountains and watching a litter of newborn wolf cubs drink milk.
Or blend into the robber's den and watch the happy little cruel life in this robber.
Or stay in the Qinglou and see the bitterness behind the laughing woman in the Qinglou.
Or be the escort of a caravan and feel the hardships of different people.
Or meet a teenager who wants to worship a famous teacher and give me some advice......
In this process, Teng Qingfeng is sometimes very happy, sometimes angry, and sometimes can only sigh... sound, but sometimes a smile appeared on his face inexplicably...... He completely immersed himself in it, feeling the lives of others, the feelings of animals, and even the temperament of plants and trees.
In the blink of an eye, it was already late autumn, and there were only more than three months left before Teng Qingshan and Pei Sanyi battled.
"Shoes are torn, hats are torn, robes are torn? uh...... I don't have a robe. "Alone... People, clothes are in tatters, but Teng Qingshan is humming a tune that he often heard in his previous life. Now Teng Qingshan's spirit has changed significantly from when he just left Dayan Mountain, just like a cold heart, washing away the dust on the surface and melting the ice on the surface of his heart.
Teng Qingshan's heart became clear, like a crystal jade.
Pure heart!
Teng Qing at this time