The next morning, Wang Zhe got up early, cooked a pot of lean meat porridge and made some meat buns.
"Wow, Brother Wang, your craftsmanship is really nothing to say. I think Zen Master Guangji is right, you are a Buddhist protector!"
Zhuo Sifan praised it while eating. His face looked much better, and it looked like nothing was wrong.
While eating, they talked about yesterday's topics again, such as spiritual practice and realms.
“Cultivation in the three realms and nine levels, the first level is the pinnacle.
The lower three realms are external training methods. The muscles, bones and skin trained are actually to strengthen the body, qi and blood.
The middle three realms are internal training, which trains the internal organs, marrow, and true energy.
The upper three realms are to preserve qi and refine the spirit, where the true qi flows through hundreds of meridians, and the spiritual consciousness explores all directions. Release the true energy and transform it into a gang!
Some people practice martial arts, and some people practice martial arts. There are naturally differences..."
Zhuo Siwei was going to practice a detailed lesson, and Wang Zhe listened very seriously.
"What about those above the first rank?"
"Break the shackles of oneself, see through the secrets of Niwan, open the bridge between heaven and earth, integrate the body with heaven and earth, have spiritual access to heaven and earth, return to nature, and transform the divine energy of heaven and earth for one's own use in an instant. That is a god, also known as a human immortal. !”
"Listening to your words is better than ten years of reading!" Wang Zhe sighed.
This was the first time that someone had explained spiritual practice to him in such a systematic way.
"I wonder which realm Master Zhuo is in, and which level he is?"
"Me, middle level three, level five." Zhuo Siwei smiled, quite proudly.
"Ah, only fifth grade?"
"What do you mean, what does it mean to be at the fifth level? I am only twenty-one this year. Do you know what it means to be at the fifth level at this age? Do you know how many people will never reach the fifth level in their lifetime?"
After listening to Wang Zhe's words and looking at his questioning eyes, Zhuo Siwei was like a cat whose tail was stepped on, and he suddenly picked it up, very excited.
"Calm down, calm down, don't be so excited. Just ask casually. Why does it feel like you're not good at that?!"
"Who is not good at something? Let's go to Chunxiao Tower now!" Zhuo Siwei dragged Wang Zhe and left.
"Master Zhuo, you'd better take your medicine quickly. I think the problem of your practice going wrong has not been completely solved yet. Don't leave any sequelae!"
Why does a person who usually seems like a good person suddenly become so manic? It must be that the injury suffered last night has not healed yet.
Could it be that he went crazy and hurt his brain?
"I order you to follow me to Chunxiao Tower now, immediately, immediately." Zhuo Siwei took out Baiqisi's waistband directly.
Then he dragged Wang Zhe into Chunxiao Tower early in the morning.
"Hey, you guys came so early, these girls haven't dressed up yet!" Seeing these two people coming in in a hurry, the madam greeted them with a smile.
I have been here for more than two years and passed by countless times. It was also to handle cases before, but this time Wang Zhe was really embarrassed.
This early in the morning, I just had breakfast and went to visit the brothel. It sounds ridiculous just thinking about it!
"I want to see the oiran!" Zhuo Siwei didn't use Baiqisi's badge this time and just took a few gold leaves.
"Hey, you are so refreshing, but you also know that our oiran girl has her own rules..."
As soon as the madam saw the golden leaves, her eyes suddenly brightened a lot, and the smile on her face became even brighter, and she kept sticking it to Zhuo Siwei.
"I know, isn't it just to answer the questions? Come on!" Zhuo Siwei rolled up his sleeves.
"Then wait a moment."
The madam first sent someone to bring some tea and cakes over for the two of them to enjoy first. These were not ordinary patrons, and they had to be well served.
After about a cup of tea, the madam invited Zhuo Siwei and Wang Zhe to the outside of the oiran's room, with her maid guarding outside.
"You two gentlemen, my young lady's first question is: What is love?"
"Love, heart to heart, you and me, this is love!" Zhuo Siwei waved his hand and said the answer he had been thinking about for a long time.
"Sorry, what the young master said was not what the young lady wanted. This young master..." The maid smiled slightly and turned to look at Wang Zhe.
"He doesn't understand this, no way!" Zhuo Siwei waved his hand.
"What a coincidence, I do know a little bit about this." Wang Zhe smiled softly upon hearing this.
“Asking what love is in this world will teach you how to make love between life and death.
The mountains have no mausoleums and the rivers are exhausted. Thunder trembles in winter, and it rains and snows in summer. When heaven and earth are united, I dare to be with you.
This is love! "
Who doesn't know how to show off one's literary talent?
Zhuo Siwei was stunned after hearing this, and so was the maid.
"How is it?"
Ding ding ding, a crisp ringing sound came from inside.
"Congratulations to this young man, my lady is very satisfied with this answer."
"Okay, I can't tell. Brother, you are so talented in literature!" Zhuo Siwei said after being stunned for a while, his face a little red.
"That's quite good. In the last life, no one dared to say that these poems were not good!" Wang Zhe thought to himself.
"The second question is, what is fate?"
"you first?"
"No, no, brother, come first." Zhuo Siwei gave way.
"We are destined to meet each other thousands of miles away, but if we are not destined to meet each other, we will never meet in the opposite direction."
Jingle bell, the bell in the house rang again.
"Master, what's your answer?"
"Well, I, I think what he said is quite good, and I mean the same thing!" Zhuo Siwei couldn't think of a better answer for a while.
"The third question, what is the most painful thing in the world?"
After hearing this, Wang Zhe pondered for a while, seeming to be recalling the past.
"The most painful thing is probably the separation of life and death. Seeing the person you care about most leaving, there is nothing you can do.
No one persuades me to drink, and no one cares about my drunkenness. I cry alone until dawn.
At that time, the sky was probably also gray. "
Wang Zhe thought of the old man he once was, the old man who raised him up but didn't have time to enjoy the blessings.
When leaving, the old man was as skinny as a stick. Before leaving, he grabbed his hand and called his nickname. It seemed that he still had a lot to say to him.
Wang Zhe's calm tone revealed a bit of downplaying the vicissitudes of life.
In his previous life, he was depressed and frustrated, and the only one who really cared about him was probably the old man.
Zhuo Siwei looked at Wang Zhe quietly after hearing this. He could see that this question seemed to arouse Wang Zhe's sadness.
The maid also looked at him blankly, her mouth slightly open.
The rooms inside and outside were quiet for a long time.
Zhuo Siwei and the maid seemed to be stunned by what Wang Zhe said just now.
Jingle bells, bells ringing in the house.
"Congratulations, sir, you have passed the three tests and you can meet my young lady." The maid said in surprise.
Oh, Wang Zhe came back to his senses and responded lightly.
"Brother, you are such a talented man, I admire you so much!" Zhuo Siwei said sincerely, clasping his fists, and the look in Wang Zhe's eyes changed completely, and he became a little more appreciative.
Just like those poems and insights just now, it would be impossible to express them if I didn't have poems and books in my belly. The person in front of me is definitely not an ordinary yamen catcher.
It turns out that these people not only have good cooking skills, but also have extraordinary talents. No wonder they are valued by Zen Master Guangji.
"Please come to this young master's room." The maid opened the door.
"What about him?" Wang Zhe glanced at Zhuo Siwei.
"I, I won't go in, I'll wait for you outside." Zhuo Siwei patted his shoulder with an expression that said I understand you.
Finally, Wang Zhe entered the inner room alone and saw Gu Nianqiu dressed in white. Her face was covered with a layer of white gauze, her figure was graceful, and she was indescribably charming.
