The sky is blue and the clouds are white.
The big ox on the grass waggled its tail leisurely, mooed, and lowered its head to eat grass.
Lingchu continued to sit back on the big blue stone, closed the bamboo slip, sat cross-legged, with one hand palm facing up and the back of the other hand facing up, slightly bent, hugging Yuan Shouyi, and holding them at the Dantian of the abdomen.
Straighten your back, slightly retract your lower jaw, and touch your tongue to the roof of your mouth. First recite the Purity Sutra in your mind, and then silently recite the Tao Te Ching. When your mind is calm and your breathing is gentle, you can gently close your eyes at Lingchu.
Not thinking about anything, not thinking about anything.
Lingchu slowly emptied his mind, thinking about nothing, and let the breeze blow over his face and linger on his clothes.
To cultivate the Tao, you must first cultivate your mind.
This was the first lesson Uncle He taught Lingchu.
Unlike the immortals described in Zhiquzao, there is no such thing as obtaining a volume of immortal magic and you can directly practice it successfully.
First of all, the writing in the world of cultivation is called Zhenwen, which is completely different from the ordinary fonts.
Secondly, every Taoist practice, even the simplest one, is not as easy to understand as the simplified version of the Tao Te Ching that is circulated among the common people. Even if you don’t have some ink in your belly, you can’t read it, let alone Understood by myself.
Furthermore, the operation of Taoist practices often involves the major meridians and acupuncture points of the human body. Without the guidance of a master, just identifying the eight extraordinary meridians and 720 acupuncture points in the human body is a big project.
Not to mention the difficulty of entering concentration and the complexity of enlightenment.
Therefore, Lingchu's daily homework now is to herd the cows in the morning and recite Taoist scriptures to experience sedation and meditation, and then go back to study the true text, interpret Taoism, and learn the eight meridians and 720 acupuncture points of the human body with Uncle He.
The days are leisurely but busy, and busy yet relaxed.
On days like this, the only thing that can make Lingchu's head feel as big as a bucket is food.
Lingchu could read, write and draw, play the piano and dance, make wine and herd cattle, clean and grow vegetables. The elegant ones were taught by Huan Niangtong, and the rough jobs were also experienced by Lingchu before he entered Fuchun Tower.
The only thing about cooking was that when she was living in hard times, when she was still young, she entered Fuchun Tower and had a cook.
She knows how to eat and can eat.
Only I can’t make food.
As for the seasoned Uncle He, who is trying his best to drink secretly all day long, and the steady and mature Uncle He, one of them will not enter the kitchen at all, and the other will explode when he enters the kitchen.
It's a pity that at such a young age, she has to shoulder the burden of supporting a family of young, middle-aged and elderly people.
Ling the big ox and carrying the small cloth bag, Lingchu carried the "Tao Te Ching" and "Purification Sutra" with his head shaking, and embarked on the path back to the Taoist temple.
Before he started studying, Lingchu found it difficult to understand those scholars who liked to shake their heads while reading.
After reading, Lingchu was shocked. He shook his head while reading, feeling an inexplicable happiness.
Carrying a woven rattan vegetable basket, a dark blue headscarf covering most of her black hair, and wearing a blue floral skirt, the woman had a fair face and a slightly plump figure. She stood at the door of Taoyuan Temple with a smile on her face and raised one hand. He was about to knock on the wooden door of Taoyuan.
This is?
pilgrim!
Lingchu, who was turning back from the path, saw the woman standing at the door of the Taoist temple at a glance. His little head turned and he thought of the most likely option. His clear eyes suddenly lit up, as bright as the clear sky in midsummer. shining.
This was the first pilgrim she had seen since arriving at Taoyuan Temple!
We must not let go!
"Beautiful donor sister! Are you here to offer incense? I'll open the door right now, please wait!" Lingchu moved the rope in his hand slightly, and the big ox accelerated his pace in response.
When she heard someone complimenting her on her beauty, the woman subconsciously showed an amiable smile and looked at the little girl who came with the cow. She liked it no matter how she looked at it.
"Little girl, don't worry, I'm not here to offer incense. Are you new here?" There was a gentle smile on the woman's round face.
Not a pilgrim... Lingchu felt disappointed for a while, but then he realized, "Beautiful donor sister, do you know the master? Or is it Uncle He?"
When Uncle He was mentioned, Lingchu secretly felt wary in his heart.
Although the woman in front of me was dressed like a woman, she could also be a widow, and she was only in her twenties.
There are not many living people here in Taoyuan Temple all day long. There is a woman about the same age as Uncle He and good appearance who often comes and goes. How dangerous it is.
Preventive measures! Although Huan Niang said she didn't want Uncle He anymore, Lingchu felt that there was still hope.
Then she had to take good care of Huan Niang.
All signs must be nipped in the cradle!
"My husband's surname is Li, just call me Sister-in-law Li. I'm here to find the old Taoist priest. My home is at the foot of the mountain. A few years ago, my man was injured while hunting in the mountains. Thanks to the old Taoist priest, he passed by and helped. "
Sister-in-law Li reached out with skill and pulled out the wooden hairpin from her head, pushed the wooden door of Taoyuan Guan open a crack, stretched the wooden hairpin in, raised her wrist, and the latch behind the door slammed to the ground.
Lingchu led the big scalper and was dumbfounded by what Sister-in-law Li was doing. She had always used the back door before, so it was naturally locked when she went out, while the front door was closed on the inside.
Therefore, the back door is locked, and Lingchu can unlock it from the outside. The main hall is closed from the inside, and people inside can come out from the main hall.
Originally, Lingchu was going back to the back door, but when he saw Sister-in-law Li, he turned to the main hall.
After prying the door open, Sister-in-law Li realized that someone from the Taoist temple was nearby.
"That's not true. Every time I come here, none of the old Taoist priests get up, and the other goes out to herd cattle. The old Taoist priest simply teaches me how to pry open the door. Once I see the Taoist temple gate, I get used to it."
Okay, Lingchu nodded numbly to express his understanding.
"My family is poor, and we can't give anything valuable to repay the old Taoist priest. Over the years, we, as a couple, have seen that there are only two big men in the old Taoist priest's temple, and we only eat plain porridge and pickles all day long, so I come here to give him something valuable every day. The old Taoist priest and the others will give us some vegetables grown at home and cook some rice. Although they are all vegetables, at least they have a different taste."
As she spoke, Sister-in-law Li opened the blue cloth covering the vegetable basket, revealing half a basket of juicy fresh vegetables and a few yellow pears that looked like small gourds.
"Come here, eat a fresh pear. The pear tree in your yard has grown some. Try it." Sister-in-law Li said in a gentle tone, with a cheerful face. "Don't worry, they are all washed and very clean."
Taking the pear handed over by Sister-in-law Li, Lingchu looked up and smiled sweetly, thanked her obediently, then held the pear in both hands and ate it in small bites.
Just as they were talking, two people and one cow had already entered the backyard.
After entering the backyard, Lingchu let go of the rope that held the cow. The big ox would not run around, but Lingchu was afraid of losing it.
The pears are very fresh, sweet and crispy, moist and juicy, and delicious.
If there is a husband who comes to repay a favor, the person to repay the favor is an old Taoist.
Lingchu happily bent his eyes, like a pair of magatama.
Sister-in-law Li saw that although Lingchu was wearing a simple Taoist robe, his face was white and tender, and he looked like the fairy boy in the painting. His little hands holding the pears were even more delicate, and his movements of eating the pears were also very beautiful.
She is prettier than the scholar's daughter in their village.
At first glance, he looks like a child who has never suffered, so why are he here?
Maybe it was what the storyteller said about a wealthy lady whose family was in decline and was taken in by a kind-hearted Taoist temple.
Sister-in-law Li thought a lot, and the more she thought about looking at Lingchu, the more gentle and loving her eyes became, the poor child.
"Good boy, don't worry and stay here. The old Taoist priest and Taoist priest He are both good people."
She couldn't help but reach out and touch the little girl's hair. Seeing the crooked hairstyle, Sister-in-law Li felt even more distressed.
She had just given birth to her second baby some time ago and had been raising her at home for a while, so she did not come to the Taoist temple.
Now is the time when maternal love is overflowing, and because both children are boys, I feel even more happy when I see this beautiful girl Lingchu.
Lingchu gnawed most of the pear, looked up and saw Sister-in-law Li's heavy face and loving eyes, and her mind was filled with questions.
Why are the people I met today so difficult to understand?
