At night, Zheng Mo and two villagers hurriedly found Ming Xin, "Taoist Master Ming, two more people have red spots."
Ming Xin looked at the red spots on the faces of the two villagers and removed them, "Is it new today? Has anything unusual happened recently?"
The two villagers did not dare to slack off and told them all the big and small things. Ming Xin listened carefully. A figure flashed in the corner of his eye. Looking through the window, he saw that it was a little girl who often came to the store to sell medicine. This little girl was cold. Face walked through the courtyard, as if heading to the backyard wing.
He asked casually, "That little girl lives here?"
Zheng Mo also looked outside and explained, "This little girl is from the Li family in Tianshui City. She was born with poor qualifications and was unable to cultivate. She was sent here when she was a baby, but...she was... The old Taoist priest who placed orders took her in as a disciple and has been living in the backyard. Do you know her?"
"I've met him a few times. It turns out that the small Taoist temple in the east refers to this place." Mingxin is the innate Holy Spirit and is naturally indifferent. After asking, he stopped paying more attention.
After a while, Zhan Changfeng, who was outside to check the situation, came back. This time the spell was also strange. There was no suspicious source anywhere, no weird location, and no sign of evil cultivators. It was as if it appeared out of thin air.
She enveloped the village with her consciousness and planned to wait and see for a few days.
In the middle of the night, the window of her house was hit by pebbles. In her consciousness, she saw a little girl with unruly and evil eyes. When she opened the window, the person ran away again.
Zhan Changfeng walked into the court, but did not chase him. Instead, he strolled into the dimly lit hall. There was a little Taoist priest leaning against the pillars to keep vigil. His head was little by little. All of them had solemn Dharma figures, and their eyes were half-closed and round. Eyes glaring, all of them.
In the blink of an eye, a ray of morning light appeared on the horizon. Li Xiangxiang jumped up the steps with his wooden sword in his arms and entered the main hall. Suddenly he saw the tall Zhan Changfeng. He stood stiffly and wondered, "Mr. Feng, why are you here?" Are you here to offer incense?”
Zhan Changfeng's expression was as indifferent as usual, "Just come and take a look."
Li Xiangxiang smiled shyly. Every time he heard Mr. Feng's voice, he felt that there seemed to be a meaningful charm engraved in the warmth. It sounded so good.
"I have morning lessons, Mr. Feng is free to do it." She moved a futon from the side corner, sat in front of the temple and recited scriptures. In the distance, bells rang, the Taoist temple door opened wide, and a group of people had been waiting for a while. The villagers walked in quietly, some recited scriptures like Li Xiangxiang, some practiced boxing and swordplay, and moved their bodies.
When the sun completely jumped into the sky, some people left to do farm work, while others were in the courtyard or corridor, enjoying the shade, playing chess, and discussing Taoism. They were obviously mortals, but they lived a carefree attitude.
Li Xiangxiang put down the futon and prepared to go to the mountains to dig up spiritual herbs with her master. She had to collect herbs to get the needed medicinal materials for her daily medicinal bath. Thinking of this, she became excited and searched everywhere for Zhan Changfeng. Then I saw her playing chess with an old man under a tree. The chessboard was carved out on the ground with branches and she picked small stones as chess pieces.
She consciously couldn't disturb the people playing chess. While she was hesitating, she saw Ming Xin walking by and hurriedly chased after her and said, "Brother Ming, are you open today?"
People who have mastered special skills are usually called "sir" to show respect, and "little brother" purely because they are regarded as clerks. At first, Li Xiangxiang politely called everyone "store", but later he came more often. Many times, I followed the example of shopkeeper Chen and called me this name.
"Don't open the door." Ming Xin's eyes narrowed slightly. Naturally, he would not blame a seven or eight-year-old girl for calling her a name. It's just that he had only met this little girl a few times. He didn't realize it before. Plus yesterday's On that side, she felt a little weird. Yesterday, she seemed not as ignorant of the world as she is today.
Seeing that she was at a loss, Mingxin took the initiative and said, "I have the medicinal materials you want here. You can come and get them at any time."
Li Xiangxiang smiled happily, thanked him, and left with peace of mind.
Still having no clue about the curse, Mingxin came to Zhan Changfeng and said, "Teacher, I will visit every household and provide a free clinic to the villagers."
"That's fine, you can figure it out."
Zhan Changfeng placed a stone and blocked the opponent's path. The 80-year-old man's hands were trembling with anxiety. After thinking for a while, he still couldn't find a way to reverse the defeat, so he surrendered.
She smiled calmly and said, "You have to pay the stake."
"What?" The 80-year-old man put his hand to his ear, "What are you saying, I can't hear you! My wife told me to go home for dinner, let's go."
The old man stood up, picked up his crutch, and ran away as fast as he could.
Zhan Changfeng rubbed his eyebrows, and another middle-aged man sat down opposite him.
The middle-aged man said honestly, "I'll play a game with you."
"please."
In less than a moment, the middle-aged man gave up. He pondered for a while and said, "I am forty-five years old. The most important principle I have learned in my life is to 'compliment, learn from others' strengths and avoid weaknesses.' Strengths and avoid your weaknesses.”
Zhan Changfeng nodded, "Okay."
This is the agreement between her and them in playing chess. Whoever loses will tell a truth that will affect them throughout their lives.
Everyone also found it interesting and came to play chess with her one after another. There were children as young as six years old and old men in their nineties, but they all lost the game and obediently told the summary of their lives.
Zhan Changfeng has been around many people since he was a child. For the first time, he listened to the inner truths of ordinary people. He seemed to be a little closer to them, and seemed to see the wisdom of life. In fact, these principles are very simple in her eyes. If anyone with a higher status or higher level of cultivation comes to talk to her, she will not pay more attention to them.
But they are mortal. An exaggerated metaphor, like hearing someone you thought was stupid explaining the Dharma to you, feeling surprised and delighted?
She did not despise mortals. She built houses, farmed and weaved, built dams to store rainwater, founded the country and legislated, and compiled scriptures. The wisdom of mortals has always shone in the long river of history. She herself is also a mortal, but her former status as crown prince made her I felt that the people were disposable, and I still feel that way.
In other words, although in her heart, all things are equal, this is a cold conclusion after examining the nature of life, and then respecting any life because of equality. For her, these people are actually passive roles, and may not even be placed on the chessboard. She has no qualifications, and because of this, she resists becoming this type of person and feels anxious even if she lives like this all her life.
After Zhan Changfeng discovered this, she felt that her mental state was so flawed. In terms of the essence of life, she regarded all things as the same, but in terms of style, she always looked down on people who were inferior to her, and never put herself on an equal footing with them. .
Yi Ru: I respect you, but I can never bear to be you.
She was afraid of this kind of immutable mediocrity with no room for improvement.
When she really calmed down and listened to their reasoning, this fear was gradually calmed down. "Tao" drew closer to their hearts, and she began to truly recognize their way of existence and lifestyle, both in terms of life essence and personality. , all trying to put them on an equal footing with themselves.
She seemed to hear the sound of life...
A shout followed, interrupting her vague feeling.
Some villagers broke in and shouted, "He's sick!"
