Chapter 1. Old friends from hometown

Style: Science Author: Li YifanWords: 2873Update Time: 24/01/12 21:19:20
I am from Sichuan, my master Lin Qishan is also from Sichuan, and my best friend Song Zi is still from Sichuan. Although I have traveled all over the world over the years, hiding in the market, helping those who need my help in exchange for money and the necessities of life. But I still have a strong yearning for Sichuan, especially my hometown.

However, in the dead of night, I often ask myself, what on earth am I missing, because most of the people I love and care about are no longer here, and except for those seniors and friends who are still alive, there is really no place in my hometown. I can't find much that I miss.

But Sichuan is a mysterious place. There are so many strange people here, as well as many little-known stories. Sichuan is a multi-cultural place. In the north, there is Qiang flute culture, in the south, there is Tu Miao culture, in the west, there is Tantric culture, and in the east, there is Bawu culture. In the center is the Shu Han culture, which was one of the three pillars in history. It is precisely such a complex cultural structure that the secret arts of various sects here emerge in endlessly. This is not only the birthplace of Southwest Taoism, but also the place where the three sects of Esoteric Buddhism, Sutra Buddhism, and Zen Buddhism merge into one. Witchcraft, Gu magic, Nuo opera, Liyuan, and the Dharma sects formed after various sects spread out are countless. This is a place where experts gather, and it is also a place where good and bad people are mixed.

Therefore, it is not easy for people like me to survive in the middle. Especially when the masters of our generation rise, most of them come from the reputation that our respective masters once made in the world. Master Most of them may know each other, and they are all polite on the surface, but secretly, they are secretly comparing themselves to their apprentices.

For example, if my apprentice is worse than your apprentice, it means that my method of teaching my apprentice is poor, so I still feel somewhat embarrassed in front of you. So starting from that turbulent period, most of the younger masters from the apprentice generation shouldered the responsibility of making themselves famous, as well as the responsibility of maintaining the master's sect. It is normal for us to be dissatisfied with each other, but there is something different about me.

Because my two masters have passed away in the past few years, if we talk about sect inheritance, I guess I am the worthy representative of the two sects. Plus I have no students, so I don’t have to compare myself with anyone. , I may be low in terms of seniority, but in terms of status, I am on an equal footing with those old masters. In addition, in the past few years, with Song Zi’s big mouth, my second master Qin Bukong and I practiced to break through the Eight Gate Formation, break through the Seven Evil Pass, and win the soul of the Witch King. This thing has already become a legend in this industry. When I was about thirty years old, I had already started growing a beard, and was regarded by many as a so-called "guru."

As for the rumors spread by Song Zi and the rumors that are filled with jealousy, when someone asks me for confirmation, I always smile and refuse to answer, neither admitting nor denying, deliberately giving the other person a feeling that I am mysterious. , and in fact, I know my own weight well. Among the masters of my generation, I am afraid that there are not many who can be stronger than me.

With such a name, it is actually much easier for me to get things done. It's just that in those years, the world was not good, and I had to live a secretive life due to pressure. In just ten years, this vigorous movement has shaken the foundation of the 5,000-year-old culture of the Chinese nation. People no longer fear gods and Buddhas. Everyone has the courage to defeat everything. When a person is not afraid of heaven and earth, Sometimes, just like a madman wielding a knife to kill people, reasoning is of no use. It would be best if you can avoid it, but if you can't avoid it, the best way is to kill the other person first.

This is not something I am very realistic about, it is a lesson I have learned from my experiences over the years. I was once imprisoned because I was regarded as a member of the four old elements. I had my hands tied behind my back and my head held captive in a busy city. I accepted the mercilessly flying mud and rubbish from people I didn’t know, who might even be people I had helped. Vegetable leaves. After escaping, I hid in the countryside for several years and met many farmers who were not related to me but treated me like a family member. But even so, I am also very wary of people I don't know when I first come into contact with them.

In such an era, such caution and vigilance allowed me to survive in a safe manner. Many people say that only by staying true to your original intention can you succeed. My original intention has not changed. I still want to be a good person and help others, just as I said when I became a disciple. But I became low-key and stopped showing off my sharp edge to avoid making enemies. Even when rumors about me spread in the industry, I only regarded it as putting me on a higher level, rather than depth.

In 1976, many of our beloved people died one after another. This decade-long struggle seemed to be coming to an end with the collapse of the four masterminds. The political atmosphere among the people eased a lot, and people began to try. We have to speak our minds boldly, and people in our industry have received more tolerance than before.

My good friend Da Mao is a young disciple of Master Tianyan, who practices Pu'an Dharma. When I first met him, he was just a little kid. And this little kid was one of the people who rescued me from prison, so I owe him a debt that I will never be able to repay in my lifetime. Today, Da Mao is a tall, handsome young man with a tiger-like head and a tough head. He is no longer the malnourished person he was when I first met him. Presumably his master, Mr. Wang Chengqian, must have consumed a lot of food on him over the years. When I was tired from traveling all over the world and planned to return to my old house, the house where my master lived, to rest for a while, Da Mao became the person who often came to drink and talk with me during that period.

He said that the atmosphere has relaxed now, and many people who were unjustly, falsely or wrongly convicted, as well as those who were wrongly criticized, have begun to apply for redress. Do you want to go too? I smiled and said, I don’t have to. They arrested the Four Old Elements and the remnants of the feudal society. Even if I felt a lot of dissatisfaction, they finally arrested the wrong person. What was there to redress? The key is that we don’t live by this name. Even if you are redressed, you are still a Taoist priest, and you are in a low-level industry.

Da Mao has matured a lot, but like me, he was enlightened very late, and he still hasn’t found the right girl until now. Da Mao's explanation for this is that he has never thought about it. Although he has learned most of his master's skills, he still needs to practice more frequently. After all, not everyone can encounter my kind of adventure and luck. It's just the lucky one.

But one day Damao told me, Brother Shan, starting from the beginning of next month I won’t be able to come and play with you often. I’m going to go to Shuzhong with my master, that is, to Chengdu, and the master is going to pick some things. By the way, take me to open my eyes. We are people with clairvoyance. When choosing things, we will be able to identify good products more easily than others.

I was a little curious at the time, so I asked, why do you have to go so far to choose? Although our hometown is not as outstanding as Chengdu, it still has everything. Why do we have to go all the way to pick out good goods? Is Mr. Wang interested in some ancient artifacts from the previous dynasty and wants to buy them back to reward himself? But Da Mao said, Master has no interest in those old things. Now the world has just begun to be peaceful. Even if you like it, you have to hide it. Who knows whether these people will come back to life. When the time comes, we will give us a full amount. This money Isn't it all in vain?

I find it a bit funny. It is said that Da Mao has been taking orders independently since the year I left my hometown. In front of outsiders, he is an unsmiling and precocious little master. But in front of me, although we are a few years apart, Da Mao is But he treats me like a big brother, so he automatically transforms into a child. I reminded Da Mao not to call me Brother Shan in the future. If you want to call me, just call me "Brother Shankong" or "Brother Situ".

Damao once heard me say something about Qin Bukong, and he also knew how my original name of Situ Shan became Situ Shankong.

After Da Mao left, it took him almost a month to come back. After returning home and resting for a few days, he knocked on my door again with a few bottles of wine and some corn cobs. But this time when I saw him, I was surprised. Because he lost a lot of weight in just one month, which was definitely not what he should have done. His expression was gloomy and he looked quite depressed. He deliberately forced a smile in front of me, but he was holding more soju in his hand than before. This shows that the child has something on his mind.

As a young man, the biggest worry is which girl he falls in love with, but the girl doesn't like him, or his family doesn't look down on him, or something like that. At least that's what I thought at the time, and I even felt it was a little funny. Since Da Mao was still able to laugh when he came to see me, I felt that this matter should not be a big deal.

But after three rounds of drinking, Da Mao may have drunk a little too much, but he hugged the corn cob on the wine table and started crying. This surprised me a little, because I am familiar with Da Mao and his drinking capacity. Although it's not good, it's not like he has such a drunken temperament. So I asked him, "What's wrong, brother? Why are you crying? Is there anything you can't get through?" How many times have I told you, when you encounter difficulties, think of you, Brother Shankong. Didn’t you get over it when it was so difficult? There is nothing wrong with liking other girls. Go for it boldly. If you can’t pursue it, just treat it as no fate. You Brother, I was so romantic back then...

Before he finished speaking, Da Mao raised his head in confusion and said, Brother, what are you talking about? Where did the girl come from?