Ruyi worshiped the statue of Zhenwu.
She looked around the Taoist temple and couldn't help but wonder what it was like when Uncle Chen lived here.
It's so deserted here...
That's how she felt.
There are three tombs on the mountain behind the Taoist temple, one with the Taoist name Sancai, one with the Taoist name Xuanhuang, and one with the Taoist name Fuyun.
The three generations of Liuyun Temple’s masters all ended up here.
Ruyi served everyone one by one the tribute fruits and three sticks of incense.
Speaking of which, these should all be Uncle Chen's early friends.
How many years does this take...
Ruyi thought like this, and she seemed to understand why her uncle came to Qingshan City in the first place.
Such a sad place is indeed not suitable for an uncle to stay, meet old friends, and recall the past. If one lives in the memory of the past, trouble will definitely occur.
The cat climbed onto the roof of the Taoist temple.
It raised its eyes and looked at Qiuyuefang not far away.
Standing on the top of the mountain, I realized how small this place is. Such a small place can support countless people.
Cihua licked her paws and thought it was quite nice here.
It doesn't like big places. When the place is big, it doesn't know many people. It's different here. Maybe it won't be long before it can know everyone here.
There are still many books in the Taoist temple's bookcase.
I heard from Tao'er that my husband often read books in his early years, and he has basically read all the books in this library.
If Ruyi is curious, she will occasionally pull out a book and read it.
Most of them were Taoist scriptures, and there were some books that she couldn't understand. If she said she couldn't understand them, it was probably because she couldn't read them. Some books were not something that a mortal like her could read, and it was probably because she didn't want to read them in her heart.
Occasionally one day I turn over a book.
But I saw a few small words written next to the page.
Ruyi naturally recognizes this handwriting.
Uncle Chen taught her and Ping An's calligraphy, so how could she not recognize them.
[Reading this at night, I feel it is very wonderful. 】
Looking back, my attitude changed.
[Bullshit, who wrote this? 】
Ruyi burst out laughing when he saw this comment.
She could even imagine how dissatisfied Uncle Chen was when he wrote such a paragraph.
[Chen Mou has read this for the third time. There are several places in the book that are quite mysterious and I have benefited a lot. However, there are also some places that are messy and make no sense. This book is really rare. It has great benefits and very bad drawbacks. It is like flowers growing in a latrine. Unique. 】
Seeing this, Ruyi couldn't help but burst into laughter. She held the stone table under the dead tree with one hand and even laughed a little bit.
Lihua was shocked when she saw her inexplicable reaction.
"Ruyi, are you having epilepsy and going crazy?!"
Lihua babbled, but inevitably got a hit on the head.
It simply hid in the tree, thinking that Ruyi wouldn't be able to hit it.
Ruyi murmured: "Uncle Chen, was reading so interesting before?"
Dong Chiyu came to the temple with her.
When she saw Ruyi talking like this, she stepped forward and took a look.
"What book is it?" Dong Chiyu asked.
"It's the mental method of this martial arts."
Ruyi read them all, stopped laughing, and said: "Although the comment is a bit excessive, it is indeed true. Flowers grow in the pit, and it is unique."
Dong Chiyu became less interested after hearing this.
She asked: "It's getting dark, why don't you go back?"
Ruyi blinked and said, "Why don't you take Li Hua back first? I'll take a look. I guess there are still a lot of books."
"Then where do you sleep?"
"Where can't I sleep? Don't worry about me. When I was traveling in the rivers and lakes in the early years, I could sleep under a tree until three o'clock in the morning."
Dong Chiyu was worried and said: "There are many wild animals on the mountain. I'm afraid you will be picked up, so I'd better stay with you."
After hearing this, Ruyi said: "You are not as good as me."
Dong Chiyu blushed and stopped talking.
Ruyi went into the bookstore at night, lit a candle, and read at night by candlelight. This was much harder than when she was studying.
It was a bit cold at night, and there was a small hole in the window, and the wind came in. It wasn't just the window, it was probably because there was some air leakage during the meditation practice.
Ruyi breathed out, warmed her hands, looked at the contents of the book, and turned the pages.
After turning around and finding no room, he put a cold hand on Dong Chiyu's cheek.
Dong Chiyu's cheeks are very warm, which is always much better than breathing on his own.
Ruyi couldn't help but say: "Your face is really warm."
Dong Chiyu said: "If you are cold, you can actually touch your face."
"No, my face will be cold."
"..."
Dong Chiyu was very helpless, but she was used to it anyway.
Things like this don't happen once or twice.
[After reading this, I feel that this sutra is not suitable for Chen. For Chen, the passions in the world are like grains that cannot be discarded. However, this book also has a great way. The way of heaven is ruthless. How difficult it is to forget one's feelings too much. Chen's way lies in being free and carefree. The two aspects are incompatible, so it stops here. 】
When Ruyi saw the comments beside the book, she bit her nails and was a little dazed for a moment.
"So this is Uncle Chen's way?"
Ruyi couldn't help but smile on his face as he thought this.
She thinks it's pretty good. This kind of excessive forgetfulness is not a thing at all and shouldn't be learned.
She thought there would be no more comments from Uncle Chen later.
But when I turned back, I saw writing on the next page.
[After many years, I read this sutra again and felt helpless. Chen took the Tao of Freedom and Freedom. In his early years, he only felt that the seven emotions and six desires were all in my heart. After going through hardships and suffering, I now know why I have such a supreme forgetfulness of emotion and love. Why do you have to be pure and have few desires? This is not just for the sake of the great road. It is only because when things in this world come to an end, you realize that it is difficult to achieve what you want. You forget your emotions, but you don’t take the initiative. There are many things in the world, but over time you will only be hurt by this world. Trapped in the world of mortals, I give in half and forget the seven emotions and six desires. 】
[That is to say, ordinary people should not seek immortality. The only way to achieve immortality is to forget love. 】
Ruyi's heart sank, and she suddenly felt a little uncomfortable.
She was thinking that when Uncle Chen wrote this, he must have been struggling in his heart. The devastation of the worldly years made Uncle Chen's mood calmer, but it went against what he wanted. The world of mortals destroyed him and made him unable to do anything. As one wishes.
Ruyi's fingertips passed over the handwriting, leaving a soft sigh in his mouth.
Don’t seek immortality…
what is this?
Uncle Chen’s advice?
"So, what decision did Uncle Chen make later..."
Ruyi was stunned for a moment, but then he had an answer in his heart.
Uncle Chen finally chose that Hongchen. If not, how could he have seen him in the world? If not, how could Uncle Chen have walked to Qingshan City and met him.
Thinking about it, Ruyi felt a little distressed.
She blinked her eyes, and a tear fell unconsciously.
With a bit of crying, she turned over the book and murmured.
"How sad Uncle Chen is..."
