It is said that Feng Wanli left his disciple Shi Qinghua behind and galloped toward the southwest alone. Looking at the large loess plateau with crisscrossed ravines and crisscrossing beams and mountains under his feet, his eyes were blank and his feelings were bitter.
I took up the courage several times to dig out the word "right and wrong" from the depths of my heart, but it was hard to reach. Occasionally, when I reach it, I often feel that my strength is not enough. The "right and wrong" thing is not only deeply ingrained, but also to the point of being stubborn and difficult to change.
Feng Wanli knew very well that there was a knife over his head, which could cut at others on the surface, but secretly it was cutting at him.
The martial sage Zhao Mingxiu sent him to Yanzhou Prefecture to assassinate him. In order to fulfill his promise of "obeying the master's orders", he went. But when he came outside the government office, he couldn't get over the hurdle of conscience. By chance, he was treated to a meal by Bai Yutian, so he chose to leave Yanzhou Mansion without doing anything.
As he rode his horse and whipped his whip, listening to the ticking sound of the horse's hooves, he began to have fantasies. He fantasized about being a peacemaker, who could not only dispel his master's thoughts of assassination, but also, as Bai Yutian said, keep Biluohu in the world forever. Standing tall in the martial arts world.
Are there really such good things in the world?
Feng Wanli really didn't know.
Even if he knew it, he probably didn't have much confidence or certainty.
The master wanted him to harm people, but he couldn't make up his mind.
Bai Yutian wanted him to save people, but he was worried about gains and losses, and felt that he was not capable enough.
Is such a person good?
What good can it do, apart from teasing others, it is just teasing yourself.
The reason is simple. A good person will not say that he is a good person because he has stopped doing evil, and a bad person will not say that he is a bad person because he has given up doing good. If good people can't do it and bad people can't do it, then there is no distinction between good and bad, so just die quietly in loneliness.
Waiting to die? OK.
But even if Feng Wanli is waiting to die, he cannot be lonely. He wants to be like other miserable people struggling on the Loess Plateau, raising his head, roaring songs, and wrapping all the joys, anger, sorrows and joys of the Loess people into the rough The high-pitched singing voice is a question to the sky.
Can he sing?
May sing.
He considers himself a Loess person, and the vast Loess Plateau has long made him, like other Loess people, rough and bold.
The Loess people sing heartily on the criss-crossing mountain ridges of the Loess Plateau, which is like recording the ordinary and simple life of the Loess people with their voices. Missing is the greenery and vitality.
No matter how hard it is, as long as you have this yearning for a better life in your heart, life will continue in beauty.
So he reined in his horse, opened his mouth and sang, letting out his cry that had been silent for decades.
But before he could finish singing a sentence, he stopped.
Why?
It turned out that he found that there were too many ravines in front of him. No matter how loud and full his voice was, he could not fill up the thousands of crisscrossing ravines.
Disappointed, I chose to retreat and became silent.
Just as he was about to raise his whip and rush forward, a voice came from a mountain ridge, and someone sang loudly.
It sounded good but uncomfortable. Feng Wanli took back his riding whip and looked up.
The man was obviously walking forward, but suddenly he shrank back and disappeared as suddenly as the high-pitched and rough singing voice.
Feng Wanli was very surprised and a little worried because the singer seemed to be a porter driving away the animals.
What is the animal spirit?
On the Loess Plateau, for thousands of years, the Loess people have lived together with their domestic animals such as mules, horses, cattle, and donkeys. For them, these animals are not just livestock, but also have spirituality. They are their survival partners for generations and have become recognized as livestock spirits in their hearts.
After the autumn harvest, the new wind blows everywhere, and winter comes. When the earth becomes desolate, the animal spirits become the boats for the Loess people to go out to the plateau. The winding ravines, the wide plateaus, the people driving animals walking on this desolate and lonely loess plateau, passing Shenfu, entering Mengdi, going down to Yan'an, entering Guanzhong, these plateau boats The red dates, mung beans and leather goods from the loess land were sent to the outside, and then the cloth, salt and tea from the outside were brought back to the plateau.
This was a figure that Feng Wanli was familiar with, and it was also a song that he was familiar with. He couldn't feel relieved and galloped away on horseback.
When I saw it, I saw a porter slumped on the ground, with blood on his mouth and looking ahead with angry eyes.
Feng Wanli followed the porter's eyes and saw three or four men leading a mule not far ahead. The mule was covered with sacks of goods and walked happily towards the front. He was looking happy. With all the energy, I should have gained a lot today.
Feng Wanli rode over and asked the porter: "Old man, what are you doing?"
The old man replied: "Hey! I walked a lot at night and saw a ghost."
Feng Wanli asked: "Is that donkey in front of you yours?"
The old man sighed: "It was my family just now, but it is no longer my family."
Feng Wanli said: "What belongs to your family belongs to your family, why is it not your family now?"
The old man said: "I am a porter driving animals, and bandits only plundered my goods and did not take my life. God has given me great favor. What else can I say?"
Feng Wanli said: "Do you believe that there are government officials and good people?"
The old man said: "The government? A good person? There is a government when you need me. If you don't do evil to me, you are a good person."
Feng Wanli said: "Then I have done no evil to you, so I am a good person?"
The old man smiled bitterly and said: "Other than this miserable life, you have no chance to do evil, even if you are a good person."
Feng Wanli jumped on his horse and chased the mule with his whip, shouting: "Four of you, the old man behind said this mule belongs to him, what do you think?"
The four men turned around together and flashed the butcher knives at their waists.
One person replied: "My brother said that the horse you are sitting on belongs to our family and it should be returned to me. What do you think?"
Feng Wanli smiled and said: "Then you return the mule to me first, and then I will return the horse to you. What do you think?"
The four men were young and strong. Seeing that Feng Wanli, a man in his fifties, should be able to bully him, they replied: "Then get off your horse and call the old man over. I want to ask him. Let’s see if this mule belongs to him.”
Feng Wanli picked up Ma Lai very wisely and waved to the old man, who came over.
A man asked politely: "Uncle, does this mule belong to your family?" He flashed the butcher knife in his hand.
The old man was a little intimidated. He gave Feng Wanli a hard look and did not dare to answer.
Feng Wanli said: "Brother, if this mule belongs to your family, just say it's yours. If it's not yours, just say it's not yours. There's nothing wrong with it."
The old man saw that Feng Wanli didn't care at all about the butcher's knives in the hands of those men, nor did he seem to be with those four men, so he became bold and said, "This mule belongs to me."
A man said sternly: "Uncle, can you ask it to agree?"
The old man whistled, and the mule jumped and rushed to the old man's side.
When Feng Wanli saw it, he laughed and said: "It seems that this mule really belongs to the old man's family."
A man said: "The mule was returned to him, so it's time for your horse to be returned to me, right?"
Feng Wanli followed the man's example and said, "Since it belongs to your family, then if you call it, will it agree?"
A man said sternly: "Looking at your tone, are you going to regret it?"
Feng Wanli replied: "What if you regret it? What if you don't regret it?"
A man said: "Those who regret it will die, and those who do not will live."
Feng Wanli smiled and said: "Then you do it, I am willing to be the one who regrets it."
I saw the light of the sword flashing, and the four men went into battle together. They all fell down. After sighing together, they begged Feng Wanli for his life.
Feng Wanli felt it was embarrassing to kill these people, so he shouted: "Get out!"
The four men lost the right to live and happily kowtowed to Feng Wanli and ran away.
Seeing that the four men were nowhere to be seen, the old man whispered, "Why did you just let them go?"
Feng Wanli said: "I am neither a government official nor a villager. What can I do if I don't let them go? Why can't I harm their lives at will? Besides, they are just robbing your finances, and the crime will not lead to death."
The old man whispered: "If I encounter this chaos again when I come back, I don't know if my property was robbed so cheaply."
Feng Wanli asked himself that this was not something he could control, and he couldn't control so much. He got on his horse and walked away.
