Liang Daoqing is a sensible person. Yun Kong gave up his life twice to help. It is okay to give up his life, but not to give up the book. That is unreasonable.
Yun Kong and Liang Daobin watched the merchant ship leave at the dock. They didn't go back to Liang Daobin's home until they were as far away as a small insect.
Watching the merchant ship slowly sail away, Yunkong truly felt that he had truly left his hometown, and he couldn't help but feel confused. Although he is accustomed to traveling around the world, he has never set foot outside of China. Even on a merchant ship, surrounded by many Tang people, he did not feel that he was far away from his hometown. Now that he finally settled in a different place, Bo Ni, he was shocked to realize that his hometown was thousands of miles away.
There were three merchant ships moored at the pier. The businessman from Quanzhou also came to say goodbye to Yun Kong and promised to bring the ritual utensils that Mazu Temple should have on the next ship, such as statues, copper incense burners, incense, flags, ritual utensils, etc. , during this initial period, Yunkong was responsible for building the temple.
It is said to be a temple, but since we are in Nanyang, we can only build a local house according to the Tibetan method, so that merchants and Tibetan residents can worship it.
Before the temple was built, Yun Kong temporarily lived in Liang Daobin's home.
Liang Daobin was married to a Bo Ni woman and had a pair of children. He happened to ask Yun Kong to teach him how to read Chinese and write Chinese characters.
"The Tibetan people have no written language," Liang Daobin said as the two walked. "Their knowledge is passed down by word of mouth... I don't want my children to lose the roots of their ancestors. When I am a hundred years old, I also hope to have descendants to worship me. "For this reason, his cousin also specially brought him books such as "Hundred Family Surnames", "The Thousand Character Essay", "The Book of Filial Piety", and "The Analects of Confucius" on this trip. It is estimated that they can be read from shallow to deep, enough for his children to read. Three or four years.
"I also want to learn from you," Yun Kong said, "Can you please teach me the Tibetan language and the taboos in this place, lest I offend others without knowing it."
"Okay." Liang Daobin was very happy that he also had the ability to teach others.
He was in a happy mood, carrying the bamboo basket with the kitten in it, shaking it as he walked, causing the kitten to meow uneasily in the basket. The more Yun Kong looked at it, the more he felt distressed, so he exchanged the things in his hands with Liang Daobin, and Liang Daobin took the book.
Yun Kong held the bamboo basket high so that the kittens could see him, and softly comforted them before the kittens calmed down.
The "scorched-footed tiger" tomcat stretched its neck, led it out of the basket, and looked around vigilantly.
"This cat is very curious." Liang Daobin said.
Jiao Jiaohu's gaze suddenly froze.
Yunkong was walking along the path, but Jiaojiaohu's sight was fixed in a certain direction. No matter how Yunkong turned, it was staring at that direction.
A chill ran down Yun Kong's back, and he also felt something strange.
He looked in the direction where the Jiao-footed Tiger was staring, and saw only a sparse forest of trees, but a mist filled the air in the hot day.
Jiaojiaohu's eyes were so sharp that he seemed to be able to see through the mist. Yunkong stopped. He always felt that there was something hidden behind the fog, and he was secretly observing them.
"Why don't you leave?" Liang Daobin called from the front.
"Brother Liang," Yun Kong caught up with him, still staring at the fog curtain, "Does it also get foggy here during the day?"
"Such a hot weather? No way." The temperature difference between morning and evening is huge here, and fog only occurs in the cold mornings.
"Look there." Yun Kong shook his head and motioned for him to look over.
"What happened there?" Liang Daobin stopped and looked around, but saw nothing strange.
"it's foggy."
Liang Daobin looked at it seriously for a long time: "No, the sun is shining."
Yun Kong understood, only he and Jiao Jiaohu could see it.
He said no more and dropped the topic: "Are there any mice in your house?"
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Dunda has been good at running since he was a child. His mother chased him with a spoon and yelled to hit him, but she never got hit.
He was so naughty that he never listened to what his mother said.
I told him not to take the coconuts that fell from the neighbor's tree. People were very concerned about it, but he insisted on taking them.
He was told not to cause trouble during Lao Bomo's ceremony, but he went to get close to Lao Bomo, causing him to be scolded.
Afterwards, his mother took him to apologize to Lao Bumo. Lao Bumo said with a cold face: "You don't respect people or gods. You will get into trouble sooner or later."
When he was a child, he would reply to Lao Bumo in a rude manner: "If anything happens, I will come to you. Isn't Lao Bumo a person who specializes in doing this kind of thing?"
Old Bumo sneered and turned to Dunda and asked, "Do you have a son who is more reliable and can provide for you in old age?"
Now, Dunda, whose life was threatened, finally understood what Old Bomo meant at that time.
He got into the forest with dense trees, intending to use the trees to hinder Long Gong's huge body. However, his petite body made it easier to shuttle through the forest. In addition, he used a hunting knife to clear the way, hoping to soon be able to throw Long Gong far away. .
When he was a child, he heard his grandfather tell the story of Long Gong: If you offend Long Gong, you must not run home, or you will be dead when you return home.
"Why?" He couldn't think of any logic, so he asked his grandfather.
"Why...why?" Grandfather has never thought about why. He also heard what his grandfather said, "I don't know why either."
"If you don't run home, where else can you escape?" In his mind, home is the safest. If home can't protect him, where else can he be safe?
After all, his grandfather never gave him an answer.
After running for a while, he heard that it became quiet behind him. There was no sound of falling trees or anything pushing away the grass. Dunda couldn't help but stop curiously and turned around to watch.
The only sounds in the dense forest were the chirping of birds and the mating calls of insects. He could tell which kind of bird was calling. His father had taught him how to identify it since he was a child. Even the white patch of white reflected on the ground through the gaps in the leaves. Yao Yangyang is also making a subtle sizzling sound.
Suddenly, he felt eyes staring at him.
He turned around in fright and pointed the knife forward.
A big furball about the same height as him stood ten steps away. The hair was thick and long, and the brown-black hair looked like it had never been washed. Even his eyes were covered by the rough and curly hair. His hanging arms were as long as The knees look like those of a giant ape, or the "jungle man" (orang utan, today called orangutan) that adults have said, but no, the opponent's feet are upright, and the legs are as long as the head and body, unlike apes The legs are bent.
He didn't make a sound, just quietly observing Dunda.
Dunda was confused: when did this big hair ball appear? How could it appear so silently?
What frightened Dunda even more was that behind him there was a huge long leg towering among the leaves. Waves of mist drifted down from above, making the huge leg look blurry.
Is that Long Gong chasing him? When did Long Gong run in front of him?
Now there are two Long Gong in front of him, one is Xiao Long Gong and the other is Super Big Long Gong.
Dunda's mind was in chaos and he couldn't think. He always acted only on intuition, so he ran again, but this time he knew where to go.
He was going to find Old Bomo.
Bomo is a person who specializes in communicating with the gods and elves, so he will definitely find a way.
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"This is Gumbus 2, my wife."
Liang Daobin's wife is a petite beauty, much younger than Liang Daobin. When Liang Daobin explained to her that Yun Kong would stay for a while, her big, watery eyes timidly looked at the stranger Yun Kong, who was actually four years old. The eldest son immediately ran over and circled around the clouds.
What they were particularly interested in was the kitten in Yunkong's bamboo basket.
"Dad, what is this?" Liang Daobin's son asked in jerky Tang dialect.
"This is the cat," he told his son, then turned to his wife and repeated it: "The cat."
Gumbs held a baby girl in her arms and stared blankly at Yunkong. Yunkong winked at her and played with her. The little girl put her little fist in her mouth uneasily, holding the one-year-old girl in her mouth. I was already anxious to get off the ground, and sometimes I would kick my feet against my mother's belly.
After Liang Daobin explained to his wife, he led Yunkong up the wooden ladder and planned to enter his home. The wooden ladder only had a few gaps cut into a section of wood for people to step on, but it was often difficult to gain a firm footing when stepping on it.
Liang Daobin's son jumped excitedly: "Will cats live in our house? Will cats live in our house?"
As soon as Yunkong stepped onto the wooden ladder, he was stopped by Ganbusi. After talking to Liang Daobin, he handed his daughter over to his son and hurriedly ran into the house.
"What's going on?" Yun Kong asked in surprise.
Liang Daobin smiled helplessly and said: "She wants to prepare 'Bo Bo Zhu' 3, which is... a kind of water to wash away the bad things on your body before you enter the house."
"Like... Fu Shui?"
"almost."
