"Lv Zijin, do you know what 'the humble bamboo has lower-headed leaves, the proud plum has no upward-facing flowers' means?"
"Monastery Master, I was wrong. I will never show off indiscriminately next time. When I return to the Taoist temple, I will write down the sage principles you taught today a hundred times. Please don't drop your book bag again. My head is spinning."
Two people and one donkey were walking on the official road to the county town. The donkey's long ears drooped and it was walking listlessly.
It is not afraid of the old lame man scolding him as "Donkey Sun". It can scold him boldly and loudly, but the old lame man cannot understand it anyway, and now it is afraid that the temple owner will talk to it.
The master's teachings are packed in baskets, both coarse and fine. It's not enough if it doesn't listen.
The autumn breeze brings refreshing autumn mood, and the forests are dyed red with fragrant leaves.
Zhang Wenfeng performed the "Nine Palaces Flying Star Step" at his feet. It took him a long time, and he used up a lot of blank paper to calculate an effective set of Nine Palaces Steps, and developed a natural flow of clouds and flowing water, so that he could practice and rush on the road without any delay. .
He was not in a hurry, and Mo Ye, who was walking leisurely, didn't care about time.
"If I were someone else, I wouldn't waste my words. I repeat these rules and principles in the hope that you will remember that as long as you stay in human territory for a day, you will always have more rules to abide by than the humans who make them.
I treat you as a fellow monk, but other human monks may not do so. Even if your strength reaches the peak in the future and you can trample and break certain rules, you still have to abide by the bigger rules, because there are people outside the world, and there is a sky outside the world.
All willfulness and inaction are actually freedom within a certain framework. "
Zhang Wenfeng spoke more directly and seriously this time.
Whether they are humans or monsters, their confidence often rises blindly due to the rapid expansion of their strength.
He must advise the donkey to cultivate his mind. Throughout the ages, there are many examples of "when the sky is crazy, it will rain, and when people are crazy, there will be misfortune." If you want to go far, you have to lower your head and bear the weight.
Seeing the donkey listening, his eyes showed a thoughtful look instead of being perfunctory and anxious.
He ended with "A bright head is still greedy for learning, modesty and virtue are abundant. There is no limit to my potential, and I can't understand things without words." He encouraged the donkey. He said no more after that, and felt and experienced the "Nine Palace Steps" walking in a straight line step by step. The mysteries and subtle changes in it.
He also didn't want to tie the donkey with human rules, but this was human territory.
People have to bow their heads under the eaves. I hope the donkey understands.
The donkey's understanding is extraordinary. It lags behind and runs, and gradually returns to its previous dullness. The viewer will not harm it. Although it has not read many books, it knows how to use its "heart" to understand things. Observe good and evil.
It believes in the "principles" of the viewer, even though sometimes the viewer acts like a bitch and is very annoying.
But the viewer never seems to miss it.
Mo Ye said nothing and walked forward leisurely.
She was born to be aloof and divine. For the first time, she leaned down to listen and think about the small principles of survival of small people in the world, with a slight smile appearing on the corner of her mouth.
She is now wandering outside the rules of the two worlds, neither touching nor abiding by them.
For no other reason than to attract the attention of the upper world.
She thought this was very good. After listening to Zhang Guanzhu's ramblings, she felt a novel touch.
There are different paths, but many principles are the same, it just depends on how you understand them.
Zhang Wenfeng walked in silence for more than two hundred miles, concentrating so much that he was sweating slightly on his back. He was only a few dozen miles away from the county town. He slowed down a little and glanced at the indifferent woman with a hairpin next to him. He suddenly noticed that Fang Bailan was After shedding, her appearance is very different from before.
Fang Bailan has a round face, while the hairpin girl has been using it for a long time, and her chin has gradually become tapered.
The appearance came from the heart, and perhaps Mo Ye didn't even feel it, but she subtly changed her appearance.
Is this Mo Ye's true nature?
"Something's wrong."
"Oh, I remember I have something to ask you."
Zhang Wenfeng hurriedly looked away and stared at Mo Ye's face closely, as if staring at her bare feet. This was a very dangerous and risk-taking move. The master's gentleness and abstinence from attacks should not be taken for granted.
"A few days ago, I used the wood crystal stone gifted by the Earth God to practice, and my cultivation has improved greatly. However, for some reason, the Yuan Qi tree in the Qi Sea has a faint golden color. Is there any meaning in this?"
He looked through the Taoist temple's old classics, as well as the books copied from the county, sent by Yun Qiuhe, and presented by Qingshui Temple, but could not find any clues.
It was related to the fundamentals of cultivation, and he had to find an answer.
Mo Ye glanced at it and said with a smile: "It's a good thing for you." He added: "Read the books on 'God's Favorite', which is a relatively ancient way of saying that you can go back at least two thousand years. Look for it.”
This is the first time Zhang Wenfeng has heard of the word "god's family".
Seeing that Mo Ye shut up and walked forward without replying to his doubts, he had no choice but to give up.
Guess it has something to do with the "divinity" of Tuguigong?
Since Mo Ye said it was a good thing, he was a little relieved. When he read more books in the future, he would have a clear direction and would not be blinded.
After two people and one donkey entered the city, they walked through the streets and alleys and went straight to the Juncheng Daolu branch.
Mo Ye walked toward the library alone and did not participate in Zhang Wenfeng's entertainment. She could chat with Zhang Wenfeng and smile, but she did not want to deal with irrelevant people. Even in the Fairy Temple territory, she only paid attention to the earth spirits and the little fox demons. Now Also, he would respond to the old cripple's greeting.
No matter how cute Hu Qiang'er was and how good he was at making friends, he was still a hit with Mo Ye.
Zhang Wenfeng led the donkey to pay a visit to Dean Guo. The assessment was not urgent.
"Oh, Brother Zhang, you are so polite. From now on, when you come here, you are home. You can go straight in. You are not allowed to leave any posts next time."
Guo Zhongfu's enthusiasm was not fake in the slightest. When he came out, he was like a member of his own family holding hands and congratulating each other. He told the female monk guarding the door: "This is Zhang Wenfeng, the master of Xianling Temple in Xiling County. He is the Qiyue of Jiuhe Palace in Yuanyang County." The first person below the master, remember!”
The female cultivator hurriedly bowed her hands and apologized.
To guard the gate for Master Guo, in addition to looking like a piece of scenery and pleasing to the eye, you also need to be smart and smart on the inside.
Zhang Wenfeng hurriedly said, "I don't dare. Mr. Guo is so kind and frightened." He was just talking nonsense, but he could make things happen. He could also talk to people and deal with ghosts.
The little quarrel between the two of them in the past seemed to have ceased to exist, and they walked into the open restricted door after greeting each other.
The host is polite, and Zhang Wenfeng will not bring a "dumb" donkey into a public house that is as luxurious as a courtyard garden to spoil the scenery. To put it simply, someone will take the donkey for an assessment, replace it with a spirit beast identification tag, and then eat it deliciously. Good drink and good service.
It was hard to refuse the hospitality, so I stayed in the county town for one night.
Guo Zhongfu held a dinner reception and invited his acquaintances Song Suxing, Jin Huanran and Ji Shixi to accompany him. The guests and hosts enjoyed themselves without going into details.
Early the next morning, Zhang Wenfeng said goodbye and left the city. Compared with Dean Guo's sincere and passionate attitude, he felt that it was more comfortable and relaxed to deal with Wu Qianping and Fu Gujing who had resigned.
Being in an officialdom, he wanted to cultivate himself, but he realized that he might not be an official.
Or is the countryside more suitable for him to cultivate his moral character?
Arriving at the prefectural city in the early afternoon, Mo Ye continued to act alone, with a dragon-patterned "Tao" sign hanging on her waist, and walked into the library to check out rare ancient books.
Zhang Wenfeng placed the donkey in the spiritual animal courtyard of Daolu Branch. He went to the east courtyard to visit his immediate superior, Protector Xie Moling.
It is the proper thing to come to the state city once or twice a month to show his face in front of Protector Xie in order to pursue his own affairs.
"You helped solve a case in Baihuling last time. You did a good job. You foiled a big conspiracy of the witch cultivator, destroyed a deep hidden Shinto, and eliminated a huge hidden danger. Yu Yuanzheng was looking through the files two days ago, and he said to you I highly appreciate your performance. When I find a free time, I will take you to visit and meet the president."
Xie Moling admired this subordinate he promoted very much and said: "The white witch woman who escaped, according to the report of our spies, has a high status. Later, we asked experts from the capital to estimate that she escaped to Daying. At present, Still investigating.”
Zhang Wenfeng gave a brief face-to-face report on the last case.
What was written in the dossier was still slightly different from his own thoughts, with different emphasis.
He had to explain his original intention of insisting on communicating with Shinto and let Protector Xie understand his painstaking efforts.
Otherwise, would it be unfair if others blamed him for the white witch girl's escape?
"Oh, the former God of the Xihe River was dismissed as the land of Nanqing Mountain... That Shinto can indeed be fought for. You did nothing wrong. Next time, don't have too many worries. Just do it according to your own ideas. There is nothing wrong with it. , isn’t there me behind you?”
Xie Moling smiled in relief and asked: "So, you are proficient in some ways of communicating with Shinto?"
He is more interested in the method of praying to gods.
"My subordinates have learned a lot of inheritance, such as reciting sutras to liberate ghosts and communicating with Shinto. They are only slightly understood, but they are not expected to be proficient."
Zhang Wenfeng knew that this matter could not be concealed, and he had no intention of hiding it.
When it comes to the Taoist inheritance, hundreds of years have passed and there is no way to verify that as long as he practices the authentic Taoist mental method, he is doing nothing wrong by standing within the big rules.
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