In addition to delicious food and drink, the old man also tidied up a house and invited Song You and Sanhua Empress to stay.
The Taoist thanked him respectfully and stayed.
As expected, there is no day or night here. From the beginning until now, it has been dusk.
By now, most of the old man's family had fallen asleep, and it was almost time for the Taoist to go to sleep. But sitting by the window, looking at the dusk scene outside the window, it was difficult to fall asleep.
This feeling is quite interesting.
In the past, when I was in the outside world, I could sense the rotation of the four seasons and the alternation of yin and yang, but I couldn't feel it so clearly. Just like air, people breathe all the time and can clearly understand the existence of air. But if you go to a place without air, you will definitely have a new understanding of the existence of air.
Time passes little by little.
The calico cat ran around the house a few times and was already lying on the bed, eyes half closed, ready to sleep.
Taoists sit cross-legged, calm down, feel the aura of heaven and earth, and appreciate the mystery of this world.
After almost a whole day of long conversation, his understanding of the world has increased a lot.
Not just from other people’s mouths.
And the feeling of being in it.
The world here is somewhat similar to the outside world, but also has many differences. It depends on the outside world for its existence, but it is also isolated from the world. It is a world of its own, and even the rules are very different.
There are many things that are difficult to understand about Song You. Of course, the most difficult thing to understand is that it exists in a painting.
And no matter what kind of incomprehension it is, since it really exists, there is a big mystery in it.
If you meditate quietly, you will have great insights.
Speaking of which——
The so-called skill that connects the gods, whether it is sculpture, painting, or piano art, when the skill reaches its peak, what it connects to is not the gods or gods, but the world itself.
Getting to know Master Dou is destined to be a great harvest.
…
There is no change of the sun and the moon here, the seasons change, and the world is different from the outside. Even Song You has no way of knowing the passage of time. He only knows that Empress Sanhua fell asleep and woke up. She looked at herself closely several times and stepped on her legs. She stepped back a few times in the past, but her sleep had never been regular, so she couldn't infer that it had been too long.
If we were outside, it would have been a night.
There was some noise outside and my legs felt a little itchy.
The Taoist opened his eyes and then looked down.
The calico cat also noticed the movement outside and was standing by the bed, stretching its neck to look out the window.
It's just that even if she stretches her neck as far as possible, it's still not high enough. It's too troublesome to stand up like a human. So he put his two front paws on the Taoist's thighs to raise his front body so that his eyesight was level with the window in the room, aiming at the noisy people outside.
"Oh, Taoist priest, you're awake..."
The calico cat turned to look at him, but still stepped on his leg. Thinking that if he had not worn pants and removed his foot, there would be plum blossom marks on his leg.
"woke up."
"There's someone outside."
"Um."
The sounds outside the door have drifted into the house.
Other people in this village, and even people from other villages, were very surprised when they heard that people from outside were coming, and wanted to see something strange and learn something new.
The old man and his family had just woken up, so they said the guests were still sleeping and blocked them outside.
The Taoist and the cat looked at each other, stood up and pushed the door open.
"Oh, the Taoist priest is awake!"
"Everyone, you are polite."
"Is the Taoist priest really from outside?"
"Exactly."
"What's going on outside now?"
"..."
As expected, there was another question and answer session.
The Taoist patiently answered them one by one.
While answering questions, new people came.
The same question often needs to be answered many times.
There were people asking for meals in the morning, and there were also people asking for meals at noon. The people in the village were very enthusiastic, and everyone rushed to invite the Taoist to his home, where they killed chickens and geese, and entertained him with good wine and rice.
After two or three days, people from far away heard about this Taoist from outside and came to visit him.
There are even people who came from outside before.
In the old man's memory, the last time an outsider came in was when he was young. Now, the young man who came in was still alive. Now he met the Taoist and asked more detailed questions. Sometimes when we talk about things that exist in the outside world but not here, and about the changes and vicissitudes of the outside world, we feel emotional, but no one wants to go out.
This goes on for several days.
Almost every day, people invited Taoists to be guests, and they did not skimp on the food, either fish or meat. They entertained them door to door, which can be described as simple folk customs.
I don't know whether it was the fourth or fifth day later, but when the Taoist woke up from his sleep, his master told him that someone else was here to invite him.
When the Taoist went out, he saw that he was a middle-aged man.
"Immortal Master..."
The middle-aged man exclaimed in a low voice, looked around, and then saluted him with a natural expression: "I heard that the Taoist priest came from outside. I wonder if Kou is lucky enough to invite the Taoist priest to come to his humble residence to have a chat?"
Song You smiled.
Then he turned around, thanked the host who let him stay overnight, called Lady Sanhua, and followed the middle-aged man.
Gradually we left the village.
"Immortal Master!"
Master Dou then saluted.
"Master, you don't need to be polite. I feel ashamed to accept it." The Taoist said as he walked.
"I was in such a hurry that day that I forgot to tell Immortal Master Dou where he lived. I really shouldn't have. I apologize to Immortal Master here." Master Dou saluted again.
"Master," the Taoist said with a smile, "Since I came here, I have been impressed by the simplicity of the people here. No matter where the villagers are, they are all very enthusiastic. I have been entertained for several days. Such experiences are rare outside. Yes. What’s more, the aura and mystery of this world are endless. After coming down here, I gained a lot of insights and gained a lot. I should be grateful to Master."
"I wonder how long you have been here, sir?"
"About a few days."
"Dou is confused..."
"Don't say that." The Taoist said, not wanting to be polite to him, so he changed the subject, "I wonder where the master lives in seclusion?"
"Everyone here is related to the ancestors of my Dou family. At the same time, Mr. Dou only came in to visit his wife occasionally. Most of the time he was outside, which was inconvenient, so he changed his name to Kou Xuan and lived alone at the foot of the mountain in front. It is almost below the Tianhe Temple on Cangshan Mountain. It is far away from the surrounding villages." Master Dou said, "I went out to buy today, and I met someone talking, and then I knew that the immortal master was here, and I came here to invite you."
"Master, you don't have to be like this." Song You said to him, "I come here this time and have nothing to do with you. It's just that I have been watching this picture at home for a while, and I feel the mysterious charm in it. I have learned a lot. I am curious. What does it look like in the painting, so I came in rashly, but unexpectedly disturbed Master Dou."
"Don't dare."
Master Dou waved his hand quickly and led the way, talking to him as he walked.
"Has the Immortal Master gone to the lake?"
"Haven `t been there."
"It's okay if you don't go."
"how?"
"I'm afraid that the Immortal Master accidentally walked out."
"I heard that someone walked out?"
"Exactly."
Master Dou explained to him: "What is painted in the painting is the outside world. Although it is a world of its own and isolated from the outside world, it is also related to the outside world. Although there is an invisible wall blocking it, people often walk in accidentally. go out."
"If there is a barrier, why do people occasionally go out?"
"The Immortal Master doesn't know something." Master Dou said, "My ancestors painted their hometown at dusk. Although the world in the painting is fixed at dusk, the outside time is always changing. When ordinary people walk to the edge, the world in the painting is always dusk. It may be outside at any time of the day, so naturally you can't get out. But if ordinary people come to the edge, the outside world happens to be the moment the ancestors painted it, and they can get out."
"It's so amazing."
"This is a secret, please ask the immortal master..."
"I know." The Taoist nodded and then asked, "But if you go out, where will you go?"
"We don't know this." Master Dou said, "Maybe he disappeared, disappeared, maybe he went to the outside world. However, there are only a few people who walked out. The mountains and seas outside are vast, and no matter where a person is, Everywhere, it’s like water entering the sea, and I’ve never heard of them.”
"That's it."
The Taoist felt more and more strange.
Following Master Dou, chatting as he walked, he passed several villages and took several paths before arriving at the foot of Cangshan Mountain.
Master Dou pointed to a few small houses visible in the distance and said to the Taoist, "That's where they are."
There is a path through the forest.
There are chickens, ducks, and a dog in front of the house. Only Master Dou and his wife live there. The furthest village and other people's homes are two miles away.
"Master Immortal, please."
Master Dou respectfully invited him in.
There are three paintings hanging in the room.
There is a picture of an armored general with two archers, a picture of a tiger descending from a mountain, and a picture of a Yaksha.
The Taoist glanced at these three paintings.
"It makes the immortal master laugh. This place is remote. Although the folk customs in the paintings are simple, after all, only the humble concubine lived alone in the house before, so he painted a few paintings." Master Dou explained quickly, glanced at Song You, and marveled at how he seemed to see everything with just one glance. After discovering the mystery of the painting, he explained, "Although I don't have the ability of the ancestor painter to make a living and paint mountains into reality, the things I painted still have some aura. In addition, I have understood this painting and Two Tigers Confronting the Mountain." I have been painting for a long time, and I have some insights. The world in the painting has its own mystery. The things painted here and below cannot come to life, but they can also come to life."
"The master painted well."
The Taoist only praised this, but based on this, he stared at several paintings for a long time.
Master Dou hurriedly went to kill chickens with his wife and cooked a good meal. When they got to the dinner table, he felt that there was no wine, so he drew a tipped kettle on the wall and put the cup on the wall. He poured out the fine grape wine from it and brought it to Song You. He drank it in his mouth, and it was especially delicious.
The two of them chatted while eating and drinking.
Talk about this world, talk about that ancestor, talk about peerless painting skills, and talk about the mystery of the world.
If there are three of us traveling together, there must be my teacher, not to mention that in front of me is a master with unparalleled painting skills, and he is also the successor of a spiritual painter. That ancestor can be called the god of painting without exaggeration. Even the Taoists who came down from Fulong Temple benefited a lot from talking with him. Even some of the doubts they had formed when they visited Master Kong a few years ago were naturally solved in the chat.
The heaven and earth are mysterious, and the laws of the world seem to have no rules.
But if you look carefully, it's clear.
Sometimes even if I think about it left and right, I still can't think clearly or grasp it, but for a moment I understand it clearly, but I am surprised that it is so simple.
Halfway through the meal, the wine bottle on the wall slowly faded away. After eating and chatting for a while, it disappeared completely, as if it had never appeared. Except for the cat, no one at the table seemed to care about it.
I forgot to set the timer, sorry, I bowed and showed my breasts!
