When the young man was packing his clothes, he happened to hear a soft rustling sound outside the gate of Huchao Pavilion. He immediately got up and opened the door. A civet cat squatted on the steps, shook off the dew all over, and saw Yun Zhong stepping forward. When he went out, he barked two or three times. If it were a girl, most of his heart and liver could be melted away. Even the young man showed a little smile, turned sideways and let the civet cat into the house, and handed it over as usual There are several fishes with kind expressions.
"In a few days, I'm afraid you will have to go to Lingzilou to beg for food. You can't help yourself in the capital. You plan to go out for a few months, but in the end you only return to your hometown once and the mountain twice. It's noisy and noisy in the end. I can't calm down, so I can think clearly about many things." The young man looked at it happily. After the civet cat swallowed the fish with satisfaction, he picked up the civet cat with fur as smooth as satin, and carefully tugged on the civet cat's face, rarely grinning. Laughed a few times.
"My energy level is much better than the past few days." There were a lot of visitors outside the door of Huchao Pavilion today. The old man didn't even say hello, he went straight to the door and sat down, looking at the young man's eyes at this moment, " It seems now that he was still more powerful when he was sitting in a room full of swords. Why are you putting away your swords now and really planning to turn this weapons shop into a teahouse?"
Yun Zhong smiled in return, put the civet cat aside, stood up and saluted politely.
"After all, it is still an object used to behead people. Sitting next to the sword all year round, the whole body may have been filled with cold air. At least until now, I feel that the tip of my heart is extremely cold. It is best to put it away to avoid future injuries. Watch other people."
As for the profound meaning of the young man's words, Ling Tengqi did not want to think about it in detail. Instead, he took out a book from his sleeve. It was only two to three hundred pages, but it looked very thick. The young man took it respectfully, but saw that there was only one book on it. There are two words for Baichuan. Turning over the book again, I found that it was full of Ling Tengqi's handwriting. Each page was painted with a human figure, either with a single palm stretched out, or with both fists divided left and right. There were densely packed numbers of power paths and cultivation methods on each page. It is full of writing, all written in Ling Tengqi's handwriting. Although the handwriting is not good, the momentum is still extraordinary, like a mountain that has been dragged across the paper by hand.
"Even if your kid goes to Dayuan to relax, you can't stop learning boxing and palm. It's a good time to build a foundation. I've long known that your kid may not have any otherworldly talents on the path of spiritual practice. It's so difficult for me to practice in this sect. Jiaqing has quite a bit of crooked talent, but it must not be wasted." Ling Tengqi smacked his lips, but he had already figured out what the young man's temperament was like. Although he seemed kind and had a pretty good temper on weekdays, if he insisted on Qingshan, he might not be able to do anything. It was difficult to pull him away, so he did not try to persuade him. Instead, he took advantage of these few days, working day and night, to write down all the internal martial arts methods he had learned in his life into a book. This is not a boxing manual, it can only be said. Essentials.
"Senior, how dare you accept such a great gift?" At first, the young man did not take a close look at Ling Tengqi's face. Now when the lights were lit, he realized that the old man's eyes were red at the moment, and the circles around his eyes were black and blue. It was obvious that he had been in distress for many days. Sleeping peacefully, I wrote this book in a hurry and delivered it to the boy before he went out. It was the most troublesome and troublesome.
That day, Pang Qingfeng's body was already cold. Yun Zhong and Ling Tengqi had just rushed into the house and discovered that after the young man's death, the Fengchi point collapsed. It was difficult to speak anymore. Yun Zhong couldn't speak for a full half day, and Ling Tengqi actually didn't speak for a long time. After the matter was resolved, he still squatted outside the village entrance in the pouring spring rain, not moving for a long time, and finally returned to the capital. Only then did the old man say a word.
Ling Tengqi said, if I were still in the Four Realms, even if Shantaorong blocked the way here, I would dare to punch him twice, how could I be so aggrieved as I am today.
No longer protected by the cultivation of the four realms, Ling Tengqi's body and bones are still strong, but he is gradually entering his old age. After staying up for many nights, he can no longer suppress the feeling of sleepiness, which is clearly expressed in his face, looking at the young man. Feeling sad.
"What, why don't I go with you kid? I don't have the slightest bit of cultivation and boxing strength. If you really go to such a chaotic place, if you die, it's not a big deal. If you leave behind this master's boxing essence, then That’s the most irritating thing.”
With a slight smile on his face, Yun Zhong took out the fire ring in his arms that had been used for many years, and smiled slyly, "I will definitely save my breath and burn the book clean before I die, don't worry."
Outside the Huchao Pavilion, the capital city has not yet woken up. A few sparrows got up early to catch insects, but there was no fixed harvest. They landed angrily on the walls of other people's lanterns. If you have just awakened your spiritual wisdom, I am afraid that the original saying that the birds fly first will be replaced by the spiritual birds. It took two or three hours for the man to scold him fiercely to get rid of the hatred in his heart. He couldn't help but cry with a hint of anger, shocking the young sons of two or three families to cry. However, after more than ten breaths, he could no longer stop. However, his parents were no longer sleepy and had no choice but to get up.
"After living to such an old age, I actually still have many things that I have not figured out. When I was young, I also killed many thieves who wanted to have a good meal and rob people. After thinking about it, I still can't figure it out. Should I be killed or not? If I should be killed, should I do it? If I shouldn’t be killed, the crime will be even more serious. Therefore, I often curse a few words about Buddhist bald donkeys. Good people have told them to do it, but I have turned into a villain with blood-stained fists. Where can I go to explain things to you?"
Ling Tengqi didn't drink tea, nor did he covet the few jars of fine wine in Yun Zhong. When he was thinking about Tao Lai, he seemed to be remembering all kinds of things in his youth. With a smile on his lips, he said An Ran, "Until he gets older, from Yingfeng When the fountain is three feet old, it turns into the age when the wind is wet and the shoes are wet. It is time to think about some things. What is it that people can't help themselves in the world? If there is any sense of compassion, most of them are going to kill themselves. Don't be a bad person. Thieves who rob and cut off roads, or criminals who take a fancy to the good things you have, will definitely not be lenient. You and I are not the eminent monks in the ancient books. Without taking action, we can just say something to make others feel at ease. Evil thoughts and swords at hand.”
"Only then did I realize what the meaning behind the so-called nine-nation war is meaningless. When a lotus comes out of a pond, it is rarely clean. All kinds of injustices in the world are just magnified or reduced when left in the rivers and lakes. , people’s hearts cannot stand scrutiny, and now if we think about Yan Jiaqing, it’s actually hard to tell whether he is good or evil. In the final analysis, he just wants you to live longer and do more good deeds.”
Yunzhong didn't nod or shake his head.
In fact, the young man really wanted to see a yellow rope on the old man's shoulder. He couldn't help but say the last words, but after waiting for a long time, he never saw it.
"It seems that I really can't tell what is right or wrong." The young man lowered his head and his eyelids drooped slightly, "But I clearly know that it is difficult to say whether this matter is right or wrong, and no one in the world has ever determined what the word "good" means, how to mean the word "evil", and why there is nothing to do about it. When I don't do anything, I just feel uncomfortable and tight all over my body, and I am exhausted and worried. After all, I can't figure it out."
Ling Tengqi didn't know if he could, so he just nodded, "You should go out for a walk. There are many things and people in the capital. If you don't think alone all year round, you will inevitably feel that your martial arts cultivation is like riding a horse for more than ten miles, but on your own If you still stand where you are, unable to catch up with your footsteps, and your state of mind is higher than your cultivation level, you will inevitably have a desire to avoid the world and see everything as useless. If your state of mind is lower than your cultivation level, you will find that you can clearly move left and right, but you will be unable to take a step."
This time the boy finally nodded, "That's true."
"Then put aside all the distracting thoughts and go out for a pleasant trip. Whether it is aimless or to a place that has always been on your mind, wherever you want to stop, then stop wherever you want. The bright moon rises on the sea. , there is a tide in the blue sea. After a while, I feel that I can think things through, or I can continue to practice martial arts without thinking too much, so I go back to Beijing. Your shop is not big, and few people come to your door. I will take my place. Say hello to Iron Boy and send someone to guard him for a few days."
Yun Zhong also softened his expression and bowed respectfully.
The old man raised his eyebrows, then pulled them back, but the smile on his face grew instead of diminished.
The young man said that first he teaches martial arts, he is half a master, and then he teaches the state of mind, and then adds half a master, the two are combined into one. Even if he already has a master, he should still call him master, it can't be chilling. .
The civet cat didn't know what the two people were talking about, but after getting tired of playing, he curled up on the boy's feet, called softly twice and fell asleep peacefully. However, not long after, he was picked up by the boy again, and he touched the civet cat's nose slightly and smiled. , "The old man didn't want to take me in, so he went out with me. Although I may not have brought enough fish, it's rare to see all kinds of scenery outside the capital, how about that?"
The civet cat didn't understand what was said, but it didn't run away or hide. It got into the young man's clothes, maybe because of the warmth, and soon fell asleep peacefully. It was so lazy that even though the young man got up to pack his luggage, he never woke up. .
Yun Zhong packed his luggage, but did not take the square sword box with him. The latter was safely lying on the table. The young man picked up his luggage and was not in a hurry to go out. Instead, he sat cross-legged in front of the square sword box and remained silent for a long time. .
There is already some goose yellow in the sky outside, and the capital is slowly waking up from its slumber. The showers have stopped for a few days, and the vendors are shouting and selling cooking cakes and sugar balls along the street. Tuning the door, separated by three or five streets and alleys, can still be clearly heard. It startled countless birds hiding under the eaves of ordinary people's houses, and shocked many tired men on both sides of the canal. They muttered a few words and cursed, and then stood up to watch. , but found that the water in the canal that was once swollen was now drained. He grinned innocently, and then went back to his tent to have a good sleep.
The spring sun never spares the sun. The branches fall slantingly, and the shadows fall on the eaves, swaying. There are many more buds than in the past. Withstand the torrential spring rain, they are still moisturizing after all. But in the past, it was like a woman scattering rice seedlings, but now it is replaced by The man swings a hoe.
"If I had known this, if I were to ask about swordsmanship, it would be better to ask how much I have figured out in the past three hundred years."
The door of Huchao Pavilion is still closed, and the shadows of trees fall on the eaves. However, the miscellaneous bad horse in the stable that often gets into trouble and the civet cat on the low wall outside the courtyard are nowhere to be seen.
The capital is still the capital, but the capital is not the capital.
