Yi Ning wore a hood and held a hiking pole, walking slowly. Behind him followed a black-yellow buffalo. There were several bags of herbs hanging on the cow's body, and the bamboo bag swayed left and right with its movements.
Along the way, Yi Ning didn't know the direction, ignored the time, and was aimless.
He was not in a hurry, occasionally lying on the back of an ox and looking up at the sky, but mostly he walked by himself, measuring the sky and the earth with his feet.
On the way, we met the human city and took a short rest.
One time, he rented a shop and opened a traditional Chinese medicine shop with the intention of trying. In order to prevent being disturbed by his "colleagues", he found a small town without an elixir pavilion.
After some decoration and publicity, on the day of the opening, Yi Ning mopped the floor of the shop until it was reflective. The two buffalo horns each held a promotional wooden sign, with a red "opening for free" sign in his mouth, shaking his head and trying hard.
At sunset and moonrise, apart from the idlers watching the excitement and the children playing and playing with the buffaloes, the ants were so disturbed by the smell of the drug store that they refused to enter through the threshold.
Over the course of the week, there was constant chatter in the shop, and the buffalo lost all fighting spirit and lay rotting in front of the door.
So, Yi Ning got a lot of money from his first business venture.
He closed the door, put on his bamboo hat, hummed a troubled song, and left the small town.
Hunchbacks are more common among hunchbacks, and cripples are more common among lame people.
Dressed like this, Yi Ning often walks at night and encounters some mountain spirits and lurking ghosts.
When he encountered someone with a heavy blood energy, he would wipe out a few pieces of colorful pool water and kill them.
But in fact, there are very few of them. On the contrary, many spirits are quite enthusiastic. At least Yi Ning feels that they are more enthusiastic than the monks he has encountered.
for example,
To this day, he still can't forget a monster. The monster treated Yi Ning to a meal of roasted pig's trotters, which tasted delicious.
Well...that monster is a boar spirit.
Yi Ning asked why it eats the same kind, and Pig Jing proudly replied: "Because they are all pigs, I know which piece of their meat is delicious and how much heat should be used for which piece of meat."
This answer made Yi Ning stunned on the spot. It made sense and could not be refuted.
The buffalo was very curious and wanted to taste the liquor. After licking it with its tongue, the buffalo jumped up high and ran toward the stream in a dejected manner, making the pig spirit look disdainful.
During this period, Yi Ning asked Pig Jing about his cultivation techniques, but Pig Jing did not hold back and gave him a breath-taking method, saying that it was something deep in his memory after he had awakened, and it must be the inheritance of his bloodline.
That night, Yi Ning deliberately restrained himself and had already accumulated six pools of merit power. He was a little drunk and was only awakened by the snoring of the wild boar spirit in the middle of the night.
At this time, the moonlight was just right. He found a piece of yellow paper from his bamboo pocket and began to write seriously in the moonlight.
On the second day, Yi Ning said goodbye to Zhu Jing. Yi Ning gave a copy of the optimized technique to Zhu Jing and moved on.
Unknowingly, after passing the intertwined snow-capped mountains, the scenery changed to an endless plain.
Looking thousands of miles away, you can see the plains day and night.
Spring is almost here, and the temperature here is no longer as frosty as it is in the north.
The withered yellow wheat seedlings on the plain are swaying in the wind, and a river is embedded in it, like a blue ribbon, gracefully curved.
It was just dawn, and the buffalo was eating tender grass by the river. Yi Ning was lying on the back of the cow, with his hands behind his head, a mint leaf in his mouth, and looking up at the sky.
The sky began to be covered with dark clouds, like a huge black velvet cloth, covering the entire sky and suppressing the plain.
"Da da da."
The raindrops fall and hit the slightly withered grass, nourishing everything.
It happened that not far from here, I saw a bamboo pavilion. There were two pairs of figures faintly inside the pavilion, and there was a long smoke.
Yi Ning turned over and jumped off the cow's back, put on his hood, and pointed to the bamboo pavilion in the distance: "The old cow is leaving."
"Moo~"
The buffalo snorted and continued to graze.
Yi Ning was helpless: "Ting Wu is leaving."
The buffalo looked up and smiled.
"You are the mouse that got into the book box." Yi Ning scolded with a smile.
The buffalo tilted its head in confusion.
"The rat crawled into the book box - chewing words, hahaha."
"Moo~" The buffalo behind him shook his head, ignoring Yi Ning's sarcasm.
After leaving Qianniu Village that day, I learned that the cow had no name yet.
Yi Ning wanted to call it "Niu Niu", which means Niu Niu is brave and not afraid of difficulties.
Seriously rejected by the buffalo.
Then he took out names such as "Little Yellow", "Little Black" and "Strong Cow", which made the buffalo so angry that he screamed "moo" and walked like a little resentful woman along the way.
Finally, Yi Ning understood what he meant. It turned out that there was a custom in Qianniu Village that the more literary the child's name, the greater his future achievements.
According to their thinking, since their names are literary names, there is hope for them to become a scholar in the future.
So, Yi Ning took the words from a Song Dynasty poem, "Twenty-One Days on the Zhelong Bridge Road", and named the buffalo.
The early crops are on the shelves and the late crops are green. After the rain, everything in Guantang is flat.
The mountain horses are wandering across the wooden ridges, and the buffaloes are lying in deep pits at noon.
This poem depicts a peaceful, peaceful and leisurely rural life, which is exactly what Yi Ning wants.
This old cow had a really hard life in the first half of his life, and Yi Ning hoped that he could live as leisurely as in the poem.
There happened to be the words "Buffalo Pavilion Wu" in the sentence, and the name of the buffalo was decided at once.
From then on, every time Yi Ning called out the word "Ting Wu", the buffalo's eyes narrowed in laughter, and happiness came easily.
"You are too big for the cow. The pavilion cannot accommodate you. Please wait outside."
One man and one cow had already walked to the pavilion, and Tingwu wanted to follow him into the pavilion. Yi Ning stretched out his hand and slapped a chestnut on its forehead.
Stepping into the pavilion, Yi Ning saluted: "Yi Ning, a person from Chaoyang Mansion, has met these two."
In the pavilion, there was a man and a woman, who looked like a couple. They were quite old, and their hair was a little gray. They were lighting a fire in the pavilion, and a piece of black animal fur was burning on the fire.
Hearing Yi Ning's voice, the two of them saw someone approaching. The woman looked at her man, and the old man stood up immediately: "Zhang Yuanshan, a local villager, this is my aunt Hu Xiaohua."
"Uncle Zhang, Aunt Hu." Yi Ning said, "I was passing by here and it suddenly rained, so I came to take shelter from the rain. Sorry for the trouble."
Uncle Zhang pointed to the fur on the fire: "There's nothing wrong with this. It's just that I'm smoking the dog skin and I'm afraid you might think it's bad luck."
Black dog skin to ward off evil spirits?
Yi Ning thought she had met a Taoist cultivator, but after looking at him, it didn't look like him.
The other party was wearing a farmer's plain cotton coat. His face was wrinkled and his hands were covered with calluses. From the first glance, he looked like he had been doing hard work.
Looking at the bamboo poles they placed in the corner of the pavilion, the white cloth wrapped on the ground, and the black dog skin, Yi Ning became curious.
"Xiaohua, get the prepared rooster."
Uncle Zhang shouted, and then grinned at Yi Ning, "Young Master, please don't be too dirty. I will kill the chicken outside the pavilion."
Yi Ning looked at the heavy rain outside the pavilion and responded with a smile: "It's raining heavily outside. It's better to say goodbye. Uncle, you should just operate inside and don't worry about me."
At this time, Aunt Hu had already brought in a rooster whose feet had been tied up. The rooster struggled violently in her hand, but was squeezed tightly by the woman.
Uncle Zhang took it, took out a small knife, and skillfully cut the rooster's throat. The chicken's blood spurted out. The man held the chicken and poured the blood on the ground while muttering in his mouth.
"This chicken is not an extraordinary chicken. It has a big red crown on its head and is dressed in colorful clothes. It kills blood and scares away evil spirits. It respects gods and ensures success."
Aunt Zhang also shouted: "Get rid of the evil spirit, beat the evil spirit~"
