Chapter 656: Young people don’t know what it’s like to be sad

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The first summer is still peaceful, and the fragrant grass has not stopped.

In the midsummer of July, the blue sky glows with a faint orange color without a trace of clouds. The green leaves on the branches of the small courtyard are green, and the clean bluestone slabs are heated by the sun.

Under the wisteria flower trellis, the whole rack of wisteria shades a cool place.

The eleven or twelve-year-old boy sat cross-legged on the smooth ground, making seals with his hands, his eyes closed, his breathing long and regular, his back straight, and there seemed to be an inexplicable charm with every breath.

On one side, there is a young woman lying leisurely on a bamboo chair. She is holding a round fan filled with lotus flowers in her hand, fanning the wind every now and then. She also has her eyes closed, as if she is taking a nap leisurely.

Feeling that the spiritual energy in the small courtyard was somewhat active, and the idle spiritual energy floating in the air was rising and falling with the young man's breathing, Lingchu, who was fanning a round fan, quietly opened his eyelids.

Cultivation is not an easy task. Just meditating requires a lot of patience.

What is samadhi, what is meditation.

Being able to focus the mind on one place can be called concentration.

To enter samadhi, you need to keep yourself relaxed, adjust your breathing, get rid of distracting thoughts, and reach a state where you retain your consciousness but have no desires or desires.

This is very difficult for most people. Close your eyes and then keep awake and have no other thoughts. It is not difficult for a while, but the difficult thing is to keep it up all the time.

To a certain extent, trance and meditation are the same.

It’s all about breathing and relaxing.

It has been more than two months since Li Xianxian practiced meditation, and he has finally reached the threshold of meditation.

After meditating for half an hour as usual, Li Xianxian woke up. When he opened his eyes, he saw his master fanning him. There was a plate of chilled spiritual fruits on the small table beside him.

After living together for more than two months, Li Xianxian obviously has a deep understanding of some of the habits of his master.

Although he is a monk, some aspects of his living habits are very casual. He has four basic necessities, food, housing and transportation, but the most important thing is food.

Moreover, the monk can obviously live without food, but his master will never miss out on delicious food whenever he encounters it.

For example.

I saw the woman in front of me covering half of her face with a round fan. She raised her eyes slightly and looked at the sky through the gaps between the vines. She cleared her throat and said, "Xianxian, the weather in July is so hot. It's so hot, I miss Su Hezhai's jelly fruit. It's clear, icy and cool, and then sprinkled with a layer of sour fruit juice. It's better to add a layer of sweet Zeng Lingsha. It’s wonderful.”

"There is also the Guifang drink from Guifangji, finely ground smoothies, and sweet and sour drinks."

"There is also the Beicheng roast duck. I don't know what kind of wood it is roasted with. The skin is crispy, the meat is delicate, and there is a light fruity aroma in the mouth. Eat it with their sauce, which is sour, sweet and spicy, which relieves greasiness. It’s also appetizing. Although it’s a bit boring to eat in summer, it’s delicious when paired with jelly fruit and Guifang drink.”

Su Hezhai’s jelly fruit, Guifangji’s Guifang drink, and Beicheng’s roast duck.

When Li Xianxian heard this, he already knew it in his heart.

"Master, wait a moment. Disciple will buy it for Master right now."

The little apprentice was on the road. Lingchu lay on the bamboo chair with a smile. In fact, as an apprentice, his cooking skills have made rapid progress in the past two months. After all, from the beginning when he didn't touch Yangchun water with his fingers, to Nowadays, frying, steaming and cooking are all done, which is really a rare progress.

But progress is one thing, whether it tastes good or not is another.

For Lingchu, an old glutton who was fed by Sangzi and had his tongue in his mouth, he could only be regarded as ordinary, worthy enough to look at, and would eat if he could.

Fortunately, this Liguo capital city is the capital of a country after all. The restaurants and shops that can establish themselves here all have some special skills, and they can still catch Lingchu's eyes a little bit.

Watching his apprentice salute to him, he went into the kitchen with a familiarity, carrying a bamboo basket, opened the door and went out. Lingchu, who was lying leisurely on the rocking chair, narrowed his eyes and smiled slightly.

Li Xianxian walked out of the courtyard with a bamboo basket in his arms and met his neighbor who lived in the same alley.

She was a little girl about the same age as him, dressed in ordinary cloth, washed clean, with a healthy blush on her delicate face. She was sitting under the threshold to enjoy the cool air, holding a melon in her hand. The moment she saw Li Xianxian, a pair of The bright almond eyes suddenly became a little brighter.

"Brother Li! This is a delicious watermelon that my mother just fished out from the well. Do you want to try it? It's sweet but not cold." The girl was at an innocent age. When she saw the good-looking young man, she said Always be a little more tolerant.

Although Li Xianxian is also dressed in common clothes now, he has a handsome face, coupled with the noble demeanor that he has cultivated since he was a child, and the indifferent appearance he has shown in the past two months as a Taoist, for a girl in the alley, he is really a rare good-looking brother.

Although the girl in front of him is a neighbor, Li Xianxian never eats food from strangers.

Although he didn't want to eat, Li Xianxian still thanked the other party sincerely for his kindness, "Thank you very much, sister Yuan, but I have to go out, so it's inconvenient to bring anything with me.

Yuan Erya lowered his head in disappointment, but then he remembered something and said with bright eyes, "Then I can wait here for Brother Li to come back, and I will leave the sweetest and reddest piece for him."

Li Xianxian smiled politely and was about to refuse, but Yuan Erya said again, "I can leave an extra piece for brother Li and give it to his master to have a taste."

Although the residents in the alley felt that the newly moved neighbors looked like siblings, they were really puzzled by the fact that they were called master and apprentice. But when people say they are master and apprentice, they can only be master and apprentice.

However, the master and apprentice lived in the haunted house without any problems for several months, which still made the surrounding neighbors talk about it. Even those who were originally hesitant to buy a house at a low price regretted it.

I would have bought it if I had known it would be fine!

When it came to master, Li Xianxian paused for a moment, but still refused.

He can buy a melon by himself and put it in the well to enjoy it. Master will definitely like it.

Thinking like this, Li Xianxian silently added another melon shopping item to his original itinerary.

After being rejected one after another, Erya's face was filled with disappointment. She stared at Li Xianxian walking away and disappeared at the entrance of the alley. The little girl let out a long sigh.

Before she could finish sighing, her round head was slapped by her mother's big hand, and the woman's crisp voice came from behind her, "She is indeed my daughter. She knows how to find a good-looking husband at a young age." ”

The ten-year-old girl already knew what a husband was, and her face suddenly turned red. She covered her head and turned to glare at the woman. She snorted, turned around and ran into the house. When she ran, she didn't forget to take her A piece of the so-called reddest and sweetest melon.

Separated by a wall, Lingchu, who had a very good ear, smiled with crooked eyebrows.

Young man, young man.