Uncle Wang recounted the original words of the blind and foolish old man. Even though more than thirty years had passed, Uncle Wang still remembered them fresh.
Uncle Wang stood at the intersection into the village, took out a cigarette and lit it, threw another cigarette to me, took a puff and said: "At that time, I didn't believe what the madman said. Just like your father, I thought it was That lunatic is talking nonsense, you know, most people will regard what the lunatic says as nonsense.”
I nodded, agreeing with Uncle Wang's view, and said to Uncle Wang: "Uncle Wang, didn't the old man say anything else? Why do you say he is an expert now? It was you and my father who left. Finally, what happened to my father, did you confirm his words?"
"Yeah." Uncle Wang just hummed, which gave me the response I wanted to know.
I saw that Uncle Wang didn't intend to continue talking, and I didn't continue to ask. I knew that he must be hiding something in his heart, and he didn't tell me, at least he wouldn't tell me this for a while, so he slapped me hard. After taking a few puffs of cigarette, I threw away the remaining half of the cigarette.
Uncle Wang collected his thoughts and said: "Let's go, let's go to that thatched house by the river to meet this blind expert, a man who is so tall that I can't even see through him."
Uncle Wang and I strode towards the back hill at the end of the village, passing through the village surrounded by formations. The formations arranged by this blind expert were just talisman formations to suppress evil spirits and were ineffective against humans. of.
Uncle Wang passed every house in the village and stopped for a while. I knew he was feeling the formation on the house, and I did not turn off my "Blood Demon Eye Technique".
Like Uncle Wang, I was watching everywhere. Because I possess the blood demon pupil technique, my eyes are different from ordinary people, and what appears in my eyes are very mysterious runes.
I couldn't help but say: "What an amazing arrangement."
Uncle Wang looked at me in surprise and said, "Boy, you can do it. You have made progress. This period of training and study has not been in vain. You can actually see something unusual here."
Hearing Uncle Wang's rare compliment on my dedication to cultivation, I smiled and said nothing, with a proud look on my face.
Uncle Wang looked at my proud expression and said with a straight face: "I praised you twice and you went to heaven, but you can't even find the north. You have only been practicing for a few days. This is just the beginning. There is still a long way to go. "
Seeing Uncle Wang's serious expression, I quickly put away my proud smile, nodded honestly, and said, "I know, Uncle Wang, I won't be proud. I will work hard to practice and become a doctor as soon as possible." The real "Coffin Mountain Taibao"
"Uncle Wang, is that the blind old madman's residence just ahead?" I said, pointing to the small thatched cottage in the distance.
Uncle Wang nodded and said: "Yes, I feel it. Can't you see it? There is powerful power emanating from that old man's body."
Listening to Uncle Wang's question, I also replied: "I saw it, Uncle Wang, that thatched house was protected by a mysterious force. It was not only able to protect it from wind and rain, but also protected the wild beasts on the nearby mountains." Dare to get close here, it’s very safe.”
Uncle Wang and I were talking while walking towards the thatched house built by the river. When we got closer, we realized that this thatched house was very simple.
The thatched house only has a few thick branches supporting the main structure, forming a triangular shape. It is covered with a lot of hay. It looks really simple. From the perspective of ordinary people, this thatched house can be blown up by a strong wind. But it just happened to be so many years without any problems.
In the open space in front of the thatched house, there was a stove made of rubble, with something like a jar placed on it. This should be what the blind old man cooked!
Uncle Wang and I came to within five meters of the thatched house and stopped. After Uncle Wang took a breath, he said loudly: "Senior, we haven't seen you for thirty years. I'm here to see you again. How can you?" OK?"
After Uncle Wang finished shouting, there was no reply, and there was no voice of the old man inside. Everything was so quiet, as if there was no one inside at all.
Uncle Wang said again: "Senior, I am the two juniors you met thirty years ago. You also sent some words to my friend. Have you forgotten?"
I quietly asked Uncle Wang: "Uncle Wang, is there no one inside? Is the old man not here anymore?"
"No, there is still someone here. I feel it, he is still inside": Uncle Wang said softly
I heard that there were people inside, but the old man didn't come out or speak at all. He said to Uncle Wang in a very low voice: "Uncle Wang, this old man is a madman himself and has incomplete intelligence. He will never reply to you." If so, how does he know what you are talking about?"
When Uncle Wang heard what I said that the old man was a lunatic, he quickly blocked my mouth, glared at me again, and whispered: "You are such a big man, how come you don't speak through your brain?"
As soon as I finished speaking, I heard a voice saying: "Old Taoist, I live here, why do you and other juniors disturb my Qingxiu?"
Uncle Wang heard what the old man said and quickly replied: "Senior, do you still recognize me?"
The old Taoist voice came out: "Yes, of course I recognize you. You are that junior. I have met you once, old Taoist. It must have been more than thirty years ago."
I stood aside and listened to the conversation between the two. From this moment on, I also believed that the blind old man was not a madman or a fool. There was nothing in his words that proved that he was a madman or a fool.
At this time, the old Taoist said: "Junior, who is that person next to you? Why do I think he is similar to the person thirty years ago?"
Uncle Wang replied: "Senior, you are so discerning that you can see very accurately. This young man is the son of the man thirty years ago, and he is also the person you mentioned."
The old Taoist said: "Well, I see, that's it. You are thirty-one years old this year. Young man, please come closer and let me take a good look at you."
I heard the old Taoist call me over, but I didn't dare to move. In my subconscious, I still regarded him as a madman. I didn't dare to take a step forward and stood still.
The old Taoist was angry when he saw that I was not moving. He just laughed. At this moment, I felt a little out of control and walked towards the thatched house in front.
Uncle Wang seemed to have noticed the strangeness in me at this moment and knew that I was not voluntary, but he did not stop me after all. I walked to the door of the thatched house uncontrollably and looked inside through the door.
I saw an unkempt man sitting inside, wearing a large Taoist robe. The original color could no longer be seen. I vaguely thought it should be purple, but now it has almost turned into black.
I saw this old Taoist with gray hair, slightly frosted temples, and a long beard on his chin. His face didn't look very old, but he looked like he was in his seventies.
I unconsciously looked into the old Taoist's eyes, and saw that the old Taoist's eyes were covered, with a black cloth wrapped around his head.
Doubts suddenly arose in my mind, and I thought to myself: "Isn't this old Taoist really blind, but he has closed his eyes to himself? Is this a way of cultivation? Or is there some other reason?"
I was thinking about possibilities in my mind, and then I heard an old Taoist call me: "Young man, is your surname Feng? You are thirty-one years old this year, and your ancestral home is Sichuan."
I was stunned when I heard this, and said in horror: "This old Taoist is really amazing. He can tell me my age and family history without asking me anything. His age is accurate, and he even told me my ancestral home."
I also calmed down and asked the old Taoist: "Can you tell me your surname, your age, and your Taoist number? Can you tell me your Taoist name?"
When the old Taoist saw me asking him his name, he held his hand on his long beard and said, "Old Taoist, I don't remember how old I am. I only know that my lay name is Wu Shouyang, and my Taoist name is Chong Xuzi."
When I heard Chong Xuzi, I was still shocked. Uncle Wang, who was not far away, was shocked. He looked at the old Taoist in front of me in surprise. Since I was facing Uncle Wang with my back to the old Taoist, I didn't notice Uncle Wang. The strange expression!
Uncle Wang was also extremely surprised. After calming down a little, he said: "Senior, are you the author of the two works "The Immortal Zhengli" and "The Immortal and Buddha's Harmony"?"
When the old Taoist was questioned by Uncle Wang, he also replied: "Old Taoist, I am the author of two ancient collections, which are the "Heavenly Immortals Zhengli" and "The Immortals and Buddhas He Zong" you mentioned."
Uncle Wang was shocked again, and I was also stunned by the conversation between the two people. It seemed that Uncle Wang knew the past of this old Taoist, so I turned my head and looked behind me. Seeing Uncle Wang's expression at this moment, I was extremely surprised, and so was I. Looking at him in surprise.
Uncle Wang spoke again: "Senior, you are truly a real land god. I have heard of your name, but there are rumors throughout the ages that you have passed away in Shunzhi Jiashen and passed away in Wuling."
"There are rumors from ancient times to the present that you were proficient in human nature and understood the Buddha's Samadhi when you were young. When you grew up, you were determined to seek the Tao. When you were more than 20 years old, you left the world behind and escaped into the depths of Mount Lu. You were awarded the "Secret of Great Alchemy" and "Don Lao's Suicide Note" by Master Huanyang. As well as the Five Thunder Methods, which led to the cooking of the great elixir. According to legend, more than fifty people ascended as a result of the completion of the elixir."
"Your old man's real name is Wu Shouyang. He was born in (1573-1644) and is the eighth generation master of the Longmen Sect. His courtesy name is Duanyang and his Taoist name is Chongxuzi. He is from Jiangxi Province."
The old Taoist was slightly surprised when he saw that Uncle Wang could tell his origin easily, but in an instant he regained his composure and said to Uncle Wang: "Junior, I haven't seen you in thirty years, but your friend is still here."
When Uncle Wang heard the old Taoist ask about my father, he hurriedly replied: "To return to my predecessor, my friend is not here. He has disappeared. He has been missing for more than ten years. Thirty years ago, you gave him a gift." Some advice, and in the following days, as you said, he really had a son born. He also believed your words, left the Sichuan area where he had lived for a long time, and went to live in Beijing."
"Originally, she had been living a good life, and she originally planned to stay away from these worldly things and prepare to withdraw from the world. However, the emergence of some things still put her on a path of no return. She disappeared from the world and could no longer find him. , it’s been more than ten years.”
