Green cloth curtains, green oil buildings, spring breeze curling up, and sparse green bamboos filling the windows.
The mountains are precarious, the water is gurgling, the spring breeze is curtaining the curtain, and the swallows come and go in pairs.
The official post is heading north, and two horses are racing.
Horses are like soaring dragons walking on clouds, and people are like bright pearls shining on green waves.
Putting aside grudges and running wildly, it is really unparalleled and unspeakably joyful.
Anita Mui has never been so unrestrained in her life. She rode the horse and ran wildly, and she felt like she had broken out of her cocoon.
"Ah~~~"
"Ah~~~"
"Ah~~~"
When she reached the top of a winding mountain road, she reined in her horse at the cliff, looked up to the sky and roared, her breath echoing endlessly through the forest.
Mei Yuanchen stopped beside her, turned to look over, and smiled knowingly.
Although the description is the same, she has a completely different temperament. It is impossible to see her letting go of her inner depression in Haitang.
"I just realized today what freedom is!" On the top of the mountain, Anita Mui looked up and closed her eyes, opening her hands and feeling the breeze.
The mountain wind blew up the corners of her clothes and fluttered gently, like a butterfly chrysalis.
She was wearing linen clothes, which was a filial piety attire, no different from Mei Yuanchen.
"Compare again!"
After seeing all the mountains, the horses have rested, and it’s time to start again.
A woman and a man, one behind the other, flew towards Minzhou.
... ...
The Sutra says——
The Tao rushes, and it may not be profitable if you use it.
The abyss is like the origin of all things;
Defeat its sharpness, resolve its distortions, harmonize its light, and be the same as its dust, and it may appear that it is pure and pure.
Taoist Wu Shi squinted his eyes and shook his head. His right hand was filled with space, and he was lost in thought.
Mei Sien just listened quietly and did not interrupt even if he was confused. He knew that the old Taoist would explain the scriptures in a while.
"What it means is that although Taoism is empty and formless, once it is mastered, it can be used endlessly. It controls everything in the world. It hides its own edge, resolves disputes between people, and integrates itself into people. In life, it seems that it does not exist, but in fact it is everywhere. Mei Xiaozi, your Taoism is shallow, so of course you don’t understand it now. The deeper you enter the Taoism in the future, the more you will understand the mystery and magic in it." As expected, Taoist Wushi spontaneously Explained.
Mei Sien raised his eyelids, glanced at him feebly, and said lightly: "Are you done? The dishes are almost cold, let's eat."
Seeing his disdainful and indifferent expression, Taoist Wushi became furious. He jumped on the dining stool, raised his finger and cursed angrily: "Ignorant boy, how dare you be so contemptuous of Taoism!"
He talked so bitterly that his mouth went dry and his saliva flew away, but the other party was not fascinated at all, which really hurt his heart.
"Am I being scornful?" At this time, Mei Si'en had already picked up the bowls and chopsticks and was chewing the vegetables. Taking advantage of the chyme in his stomach, he replied coldly, "You just wear a bald head and wear the temple and get blown down the mountain by the wind." Using old monk clothes and pretending to be a Buddhist Pure Land sect to perform rituals at someone's burial, does that count as disrespecting Taoism?"
The two stayed in Minzhou Mansion in Tianshuang County for fifteen years, during which time they had two main livelihoods.
In the early days, Mei Si'en relied on copying classical scriptures for some wealthy households and private schools in the countryside. They couldn't earn even half a tael of silver in the whole month, so the two of them had a miserable life. Being hungry may not be a problem, but being full is not always the case.
Because he often didn't have enough to eat, Taoist Wushi went to the mountains to find some wild fruits to eat. Once he picked up a monk's robe in a mountain col. With no hair on his head and wearing a monk's robe, he still looks like a monk.
Since then, he has started the "business" of pretending to be a monk and performing rituals for the deceased.
Talking about this incident, Taoist Wushi was obviously a little guilty. He quietly sat down from the stool and explained with a smile: "You don't understand this. There is a Maoshan sect in Taoism. They talk about the recitation of the past life and drive away evil thoughts. The abilities of ghosts are only as strong as those of the Pure Land Sect of Buddhism. The victims just want to find someone to cleanse the bodies and souls of those who have passed away, and extradite them to the underworld. It doesn’t matter whether you are a Taoist priest or a monk! And what I recite is the Eight Sutras. There is never any ambiguity in the rebirth mantra. If you really want to save your soul, why bother to get to the bottom of it."
"Then when others call you Master and perform 'Namaste' on you, how come you still chant the name 'Amitabha' to others? When did Taoist schools have such a sutra?" Mei Si'en said mercilessly. He exposed him and said with a sideways glance, "It's obvious that you turned your back on the Buddha for petty gains. Isn't this more than just 'contempt'?"
"I...I...you!" Taoist Wushi's face was distorted with anger. He stood up and put his hands on his hips. He couldn't think of words for a moment. He held it for a long time before saying, "How much have you spent on food, clothing, housing and transportation these years? Most of it is the money I earn from doing things for people!"
Mei Si'en was too lazy to pay attention and just took care of picking up food and eating.
Taoist Wushi was unwilling to give in. After thinking for a moment, he stretched out his hand towards the food table and waved slightly. Suddenly, two dishes slowly rose into the air and hung half a foot away from the table without falling.
"Hiss~~~" Mei Si'en held the bowl and chopsticks in his hands, his teeth suddenly froze in his mouth, and his eyes were full of horror.
The Void exerts its power...
"Hey, do you see it?" Taoist Wushi was very proud and said with a grin, "Does Buddhism have my technique of photographing objects from a distance?"
After saying that, he walked to the bench where Me Si'en was sitting and sat down as if showing off. Under his nose, he waved his sleeves lightly at the food table, and the two plates slowly fell down again, leaving no trace of soup. leak.
Fortunately, the small shop where the two of them settled was located in a wilderness, and they were the only diners in the shop at the moment. The boss collected the money and went back to the counter to rest early, without anyone seeing him.
"Awesome!" Mei Si'en's eyes were still filled with shock. He swallowed and couldn't help but said, "I've never seen you do it before."
After admiring, Taoist Wushi's face became even brighter, and he smiled and said: "That's right! My 'Qiankun Ding' skill is absolutely unparalleled in the world and cannot be used easily."
It's not that he has never used it before, but that he only practices it in places where there is no one around. Who in the world wouldn’t want to have such a magical skill? If someone is interested, it will be difficult for him to live a stable life.
"Want to learn?" Wu Shi asked expectantly.
Mei Sien blinked, with a solemn expression on his face, and replied seriously: "If you are willing to teach me, of course I want to learn."
He has a blood feud, and what he wants most is to have unparalleled martial arts to help him kill his enemies as soon as possible.
There is no doubt that the "Qiankun Ding" he just saw is definitely the strongest martial art he has ever seen.
"Of course I'm willing to teach you!" Taoist Wushi said happily with a smile on his face, "Sooner or later my martial arts will be passed on to others. You have been with me for fifteen years, and you are the most destined to me. But I also said, then Both martial arts are based on Taoism. If you only practice techniques without cultivating Taoism, you will have endless troubles for yourself and others. I can't harm you."
At the end of his words, his expression calmed down, it was obvious that he was not joking.
"I'm full, aren't you hungry?"
After hearing what he said, Taoist Wu Shi was so angry that he gritted his teeth, quickly returned to his seat, and picked up the food in the bowl.
"The Tao can be explained, but it is not Tao. The name can be named, but it is not named. The nameless beginning of heaven and earth; the name is the mother of all things. Therefore, there is always nothing, in order to observe its wonder; there is always, in order to observe its beauty. These two come from the same place. Different names, but the same name is Xuan. Xuan is another Xuan, the door to all mysteries."
After the meal, the two of them continued eastward, with Taoist Wushi chanting loudly along the way. When it gets to the subtlety, it can't help but be sung with a southern accent and a northern accent, which is really funny.
At first, Mei Si'en did not participate, but as he listened more, he was subtly affected and joined in unknowingly.
"Suppress its sharpness, resolve its distortions, harmonize its light, and be the same as its dust. It seems to be pure and exists. "The minor tune is not in tune, and the two of them sang and walked together, which was quite refreshing.
Walking and singing all the way, I didn't realize I was at the city gate.
