Qin Mu thought about it all the way, and he only felt as if he had been washed by water, becoming more and more clear and clear, and the fatigue on his body was gone.

When he walked to the boundary of Shanghai, he was no longer like an ascetic, but found a hotel, cleaned his body, and bought a new set of clothes, before he walked forward, and when he arrived at the mouth of the Yangtze River, he lived directly in the hotel, looking at the majestic scenery through the big floor-to-ceiling windows.

Since he realizes that pain and pleasure are one, and of course there is no difference between enjoyment and tempering, there are many people in the world who are greedy for enjoyment, and there are ascetics who abandon wealth, hunger, and lack of physical skin, and think that they can attain the supreme way, but they do not know what is the difference between attachment to suffering and attachment to wealth?

Tang Zichen's "sincere way" is nothing more than sincerity to oneself and sincerity to one's heart. If you are happy and not confused, enjoy wealth and do not cling, and have a righteous and sincere heart, where do you have to do asceticism, the so-called abandonment of wealth is just because you are afraid that your heart is not strong and you have gone to the other extreme.

Qin Mu traveled all the way, but he was bathed in the glory of the great sun, and slowly comprehended along the Yangtze River, the river where civilization was born, and felt that if there was a vigorous desire in his brain, but he couldn't grasp it, the uncomfortable taste in it really couldn't be described in words.

Before Shakyamuni attained enlightenment that day, he made a vow on the Bodhi tree: "If I don't prove it today, the supreme great Bodhi, I would rather break this body than never be able to sit here." "Although Qin Mu's situation at this time is very different, there has never been the slightest difference in this heart of the Dao.

Qin Mu sat on the ground, his mind slowly fell silent, following the Taoist breathing technique, his chest fell together, but his mind was full of thoughts, one would be a hopeless day like a dark night in the Tianfeng Tower, and one would be a smile in the rivers and lakes with deep calculations, and it would be the voice and smile of his parents in this life.

He was kind to a bystander, looking at these fragments of memories that he had hated or cherished, his heart was not wavering, as if it was clear, and when his mind gradually calmed down, he saw in a trance that his own spirit was like the sun and the moon, hanging in his consciousness, dazzling for a while and clear for a while, shrinking one by one, as if something was about to erupt.

At this time, he only realized that this was the spiritual cultivation that he had painstakingly exercised since his third life, and the situation was much stronger than others, but because of this, the cultivation of his small thoughts of Wing Chun was also much more time-consuming than ordinary people, and he originally thought that he was practicing quickly, but he compared himself with others, thinking that he had reached the top, but he inadvertently cultivated the power of inner vision at this time, and found that his potential was not fully developed.

Wing Chun is all in the small thoughts, it is not only a boxing fight, but the entire Wing Chun cultivation philosophy, the thoughts are not washed, the mind is not right, can not be as clear as a baby, it cannot be said that the cultivation of Wing Chun.

Qin Mu has not been able to advance an inch for many years, which is why he has not practiced enough in this area.

Connected with this matter, he no longer insisted on breaking through, but turned his direction and embarked on the way home. His hometown is a small village in Shantou, which is not wealthy, and in his early years, he only had two or three tiled houses. However, since Qin Mu became the coach of the martial arts hall, he would find some reason to send money to his family every year, ranging from tens of thousands and hundreds of thousands, to his family, so his parents also built a small building with a courtyard, saying that it would be better for him to bring his daughter-in-law back in the future.

Qin Mu didn't say hello before he came back, so when he arrived at the door, no one in the family found out that he had arrived, but the neighbor's aunt saw him and shouted: "Wei Wazi is back?" and shouted loudly at home: "Zhang family, your Wei Wazi is back." A large group of people burst out of the house, and when Qin Mu saw it, not only his parents came out, but his sister and brother-in-law also brought his little nephew to greet him.

Looking at the dress on his parents, Qin Mufang understood that this is almost the New Year, probably they are making some New Year's goods at home or something, although the family is rich now, but the parents always refuse to go out to buy these, they all say that they want to make them themselves, and muttered that where is the food at home when they are made outside, but it is a thrifty habit for many years, which cannot be changed easily, and my sister and brother-in-law should also come back to help.

But said that Sister Qin Mu has been very good to Qin Mu since she was a child, her parents are busy, she is the one who takes Qin Mu up, although Qin Mu has changed since she was eight years old and is no longer naughty, but she is not a good child before the age of eight, she is small and has little strength, she is often angry with him and cries, and she will continue to manage Qin Mu after crying, and his father will beat him when he comes back, and it is also his sister who hurriedly said good things.

Therefore, after Qin Mu came, although he did not do anything big, he still took great care of his sister, and advocated that he persuaded his father to let her finish college, and also dispelled his father's intention of marrying her, but let her sister find her own favorite person, and now they have slowly bought a house and a car in the city, although they are bland and happy, and then they have a very cute little nephew, but they can slowly see the appearance of happiness in the future.

His little nephew was only two or three years old at this time, and he didn't remember Qin Mu, but after his mother said something in his ear, he hurriedly pounced on Qin Mu, twisting around without the slightest fear of life, Qin Mu liked him very much, and picked him up as soon as he raised his arms, and said with a smile: "Ming'er doesn't remember me." "Qin Mu's brother-in-law's surname is Gao, and his nephew has a clear word, so he knows at a glance that this parent has no trouble choosing a name.

The clever child shouted as if he was in a hurry to explain something: "Remember, you are your uncle, and your mother said that you bring toys every time you come." After speaking, he lay on Qin Mu's back and looked around, really looking for his new toy.

When Qin Mu heard this, he was embarrassed, he returned home this time on a whim, where did he bring gifts, not to mention that he didn't know that his sister's family had also returned. For a while, he didn't know how to answer, so he had to say all the good things before he asked the kid to promise to give it to him next time.

laughed and laughed like this, everyone went into the house and sat down to talk slowly, not saying anything big, but Xiao Mingming's body has been getting better recently, and he is getting smarter and smarter, but the child is a little bit uncontrollable when he is older. Qin Mu's mother began to nag when he could bring a daughter-in-law back, and said that now the family conditions are good, and there are many families in the village who want to get married, and tentatively mentioned one or two names.

Although Qin Mu was talking and laughing together, his heart seemed to be detached, like a bystander watching this scene, although he still cherished this warmth at this time, he was no longer afraid of losing it, but let go of the worries in his heart and immersed himself wholeheartedly in this red dust.

At this time, he seemed to be a person who loved wine but not alcoholism, slowly sitting on the sofa and tasting a glass of fine red wine, slightly drunk, but not drunk.