In the afternoon, Nan Dao went to Jingsi Lake, and Qiu Xi'er was still reading a book by the lake.
"You were a little hesitant to leave today." Nan Dao just walked aside and heard Qiu Xi'er's voice ringing coldly by the lake.
"Because I'm a little confused." Nan Dao took off the sword, held it in his arms and sat down by the lakeside and said.
"Why don't you understand?"
Nan Dao looked down at himself under the umbrella in the water and said softly: "I listened to some of Mr. Xie's sermons this morning. He said that seeing the mountain means seeing me. But I don't know what seeing me means."
Qiu Xi'er put away the scroll, turned to look at Nandao, and said, "To see the mountain is to see the Tao. How you see the Tao is how you see yourself."
"Seeing that Dao Dao is charming, then I am charming?"
"That's the way it is."
"..." Nan Dao was silent for a while, and then asked: "Then how do you see the Tao?"
"Practice." Qiu Xi'er said calmly, "There is a saying in the practice world that spinners and butchers are all cultivators. If you want to see the Tao, you naturally need to practice continuously. It is just a fantasy. How can you become a Taoist?"
However, Nan Dao remembered that Mr. Mei said that Mr. Xie needed an oil lamp to see the road at night, just for practice.
"The first is to cultivate the body, and the second is to cultivate the mind." Qiu Xi'er said slowly, "Cultivating the body is to absorb the vitality of heaven and earth through breathing, strengthen one's own divine sea, and strengthen one's own flesh and blood. To cultivate one's mind is to understand the principles of the world. , follow the great road and navigate it with ease."
"The opposite is the movement of the Tao, and the weak is the use of the Tao."
"To see a mountain is to know its stillness; to know water is to know its changes. Then one can achieve the fruit of the Tao."
"As for whether your landscape is quiet or not, that's up to you to see for yourself."
Nan Dao listened awkwardly for a while, then stood up, drew his sword, and said, "I'd better practice my sword first."
Qiu Xi'er didn't say anything, and took the scroll to the depths of the corridor.
Nan Dao stood by the lake, looked at the Peach Blossom Sword in his hand, and then thrust out the sword.
Qiu Xi'er watched in the corridor for a long time and then said, "You can try wearing flowers."
"Wearing flowers?"
Nan Dao looked at the sparsely falling white flowers.
"From piercing two flowers with one sword, to piercing ten flowers with one sword."
"That's it?"
"One sword can pierce a hundred flowers, and that's the beginning."
Nan Dao sighed and said, "It feels like this is impossible."
Qiu Xi'er just looked at Nan Dao calmly and said, "You haven't even tried it, how do you know it's impossible?"
Nan Dao raised his sword and stabbed at the magnolia flower falling outside the umbrella.
Pierced one.
Nan Dao was a little unwilling and continued to thrust out with his sword, this time piercing two flowers.
Nan Dao was a little happy and stabbed out the third sword with confidence.
When he drew his sword, he hit one, but because he was too greedy and wanted to hit more, he didn't even hit the second one.
Dazzled.
After Nan Dao fired more than ten swords, he finally understood the meaning of this word.
I just feel like my eyes are going to be dazzled.
"Don't be too greedy." Qiu Xi'er was watching from the corridor, seeing that Nan Dao always wanted to pass through more magnolia flowers at once, and reminded him calmly.
"Just look at what's in front of you."
While shaking the flowers on his sword, Nan Dao looked at Qiu Xi'er and asked, "How can I get through more flowers by just looking at what's in front of me?"
"You are still in the state where the sword follows the movement of your eyes. If you can't see clearly what is in front of you, no matter how fast you stab, it will be in vain."
Nan Dao suddenly understood and said: "So in the beginning, you were training your eyesight?"
"Of course." Qiu Xi'er nodded her head and said a little arrogantly.
Nan Dao held the sword and breathed for a long time, calming down his mind. Then he looked at a magnolia flower falling in front of him, stabbed it with his sword, then threw it away, and continued to watch the next one stabbed out.
Qiu Xi'er nodded with satisfaction, and then opened the book "Conjectures on the Migration Technique of Southern Witches" in her hand.
Yunhu didn't know what it was written by.
Then I remembered a famous joke from Huang Liang.
What should we do if witchcraft is spread?
Go back home and learn from someone who knows how to do it.
But she couldn't laugh.
The last person in the world who knew how to practice witchcraft died on the bank of Nanyi River.
Qiu Xi'er opened the book and read it for a long time, then put it away and looked at Jingsi Lake quietly, not knowing what she was thinking.
In the evening, Nan Dao ran out excitedly with the sword in his hand. The sword was covered with many white flowers, and when counted carefully, there were nine.
"Sir, look, I have worn nine flowers."
Qiu Xi'er was staring blankly at the lake, and it took a while before she came back to her senses. She looked at the flowers on Nan Dao's sword, and then at the corners of Nan Dao's lips, which were bright red.
"You are injured." Qiu Xi'er said calmly.
Nan Dao raised his hand to casually wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, and then raised the sword in his hand higher.
"Sir, look."
Qiu Xi'er looked at Nandao quietly for a long time, then sighed and said, "Yes, I saw it, it's good."
Nan Dao lowered his sword, looked at Qiu Xi'er and said, "Don't you seem very happy, sir?"
Qiu Xi'er stood up with the book, shook her head and said, "Nothing, it's getting late, you should go back early."
Nan Dao wanted to say something else, but Qiu Xi'er left Jingsi Lake alone.
Nan Dao looked at the figure in the white dress for a long time, then threw away the sword in his hand and lay down on the chair in the corridor.
After lying down for a long time, he sat up again, picked up the sword beside him, and said to himself: "It must be that I am too slow to learn, so sir is unhappy."
So he took his sword and went to the magnolia forest by the lake.
Merlin House.
Two figures in white stood upstairs, looking quietly at the young man in the magnolia forest.
While drinking, the Prime Minister sighed: "The feelings of a young man."
Qiu Xi'er stood aside, just silent.
"You should be able to tell that that guy is interested in you."
The prime minister said with a smile while drinking wine.
Qiu Xi'er looked at it for a long time and said in a cold voice: "He is a human and I am a demon. It doesn't matter whether he exists or not."
The Prime Minister shook his head and said, "Look at what year you are talking about. Humans and monsters have coexisted for thousands of years. There are lovers in the world, so why should we care about the differences between humans and monsters?"
Qiu Xi'er looked back at the prime minister quietly and said, "Then why haven't you found a human woman as your partner in these thousands of years?"
The prime minister said calmly: "My master's last wish has not been fulfilled, so how can I dare to slack off?"
"You have given half of the world its Xuansheyuan."
"Then there's still half of it after all, right?"
The minister raised his head and drank.
The two of them looked at the young man drawing his sword in the dusk.
"You should be going back to the cliff?" Qing Xiang asked.
Qiu Xi'er nodded and said, "March 15th, after All Souls' Day."
The prime minister was silent for a while, then looked at Nanyi City in the human world with a soft smile and said, "Yes, it's All Souls' Day. All things are born with spirits. Whether they are human or demon, what's the difference?"
Qiu Xi'er stood quietly by the railing, but suddenly looked at the boy for a long time.
The Prime Minister raised his hand to catch the plum blossoms flying up in the wind, rolled them into a wine glass, poured a full glass of wine, and said, "The world needs a toast to that person."
Qiu Xi'er looked at the Prime Minister's movements and asked with some confusion: "Is the Prime Minister not in Nanyi City when he arrives?"
The Prime Minister let go of the wine glass, watched it fall, and said calmly: "Something happened over there in Huangliang. I need to go back and take a look."
"Is it still a matter of the young master's bones?"
The prime minister was silent for a long time and looked to the south. South of the vast swamp, there seemed to be a strong wind.
"Maybe more than that."
The Prime Minister looked a little solemn and said slowly: "Some people said they saw ghosts."
"Huang Liang has always cultivated witches and ghosts. What kind of ghost can make them so scared?"
"Mountain ghost."
Qiu Xi'er fell silent.
The wind is blowing.
Nan Dao practiced with the sword until evening, then took a rest and sat by the lake to rest.
A lake of spring water holds a bright moon, and occasionally fallen flowers fall in, creating ripples.
The moon is originally a yearning for love.
But it shines like snow on the world.
Nan Dao felt that he was as lonely as snow.
After sitting for a while, Nan Dao stood up, patted the fallen flowers on his body, and was about to leave.
However, he suddenly discovered that Qiu Xi'er had returned to Jingsi Lake at some point and was standing a few steps away. The person under the moonlight was particularly cold.
"You haven't left today?"
Nan Dao scratched his head and said, "Today's progress is too slow. I thought my husband might be angry, so I wanted to practice for a while."
Qiu Xi'er looked at the lake and said, "I'm not angry, I just remembered something."
"What did you remember, sir?"
Qiu Xi'er turned to look at Nan Dao and said calmly: "I remembered someone."
Nan Dao fell silent, looked down at the lake, and didn't speak for a long time.
After a long time, Nan Dao tied the sword around his waist, then saluted Qiu Xi'er and said, "I'm leaving first, sir."
"Yes." Qiu Xi'er nodded calmly.
Nandao walked slowly along those fallen flower paths.
After walking for a while, he looked back at the woman in the white dress by the lake and said softly: "Will I come back tomorrow afternoon?"
Qiu Xi'er said calmly: "If you want to come, you can come. If you don't want to come, you can't come."
Nan Dao lowered his head again, and then slowly walked out of Jingsi Lake.
Qiu Xi'er stood quietly under the moonlight, looking at the falling flowers in the lake.
But I remembered the words of the Prime Minister - the feelings of youth.
This should be the fourth day that Caixi saw it.
Is that boy really so obsessed with bento?
Qiu Xi'er looked at the lake in confusion.
Then there was a rush of footsteps behind her. Qiu Xi'er was about to look back, but she was held tightly in his arms.
The boy's hot and rapid breathing was in his ears.
"Sir, don't miss him, think of me, okay?"
Qiu Xi'er was stunned.
It took a long time to realize what had happened, and the sword intent in his body was about to burst out with anger, but then he remembered that Nan Dao had just started to enter the Tao, and he was still confused about how to practice, so he took it back softly, coldly He scolded coldly:
"open!"
Nan Dao did not let go of his hand and hugged the woman tightly under the umbrella.
It's like holding a ray of moonlight that accidentally falls in the sky.
The next moment, the moonlight in the lake shattered, and a flash of silver light broke through the water.
The sword of autumn water breaks through the lake, and the lake is filled with spring water.
Nan Dao was hit in the face by the cold lake water. He finally realized what he was doing and panicked and let go of the person in his arms.
Qiu Xi'er turned around and looked at Nan Dao angrily, raised her hand and slapped him, then caught Qiu Shui and pressed it against Nan Dao's throat.
"Do you know what you're doing?"
Nan Dao lowered his head in shame.
"I was wrong, sir."
Qiu Xi'er held the sword in her hand tightly, looked at the young man in front of her with disappointment for a long time, and finally lowered the sword. He turned around, walked to the lake, and said coldly: "Let's go."
Nan Dao stood there in fear, looking at Qiu Xi'er's white clothes that were wet by the lake water. After hesitating for a long time, he took off his own clothes, walked over carefully, put it on her body, and then said again He apologized and left here in a hurry.
Qiu Xi'er stood by the lake sadly for a long time, then threw the Qiushui sword in her hand into the lake again, turned and left.
