Young Daoist came down the mountain, first distributed the firewood to the people who had agreed before, then bought some meat and rice noodles, and put them in the backpacks. The two little guys squeezed in the eating space and fell asleep. The young man stepped on the remnants of the sunset and walked towards home.
What I heard was a familiar local accent, saying that my family was short-lived and had nothing important to do.
It's quite relaxed and leisurely.
Young Daoist walked gradually, and the road ahead gradually dimmed. The place where he lived was in a remote part of the town, and the ground was muddy. People rarely lit luxury items like oil lamps after nightfall, but young Daoist saw a lamp light up in the distance, as if it was waiting for him.
Qi WuHuo slowed down and saw in front of his own door, a middle-aged man wearing a simple scribe's robe, standing quietly, holding a lamp in his hand, illuminating the left and right, with gentle eyes, as if he had been waiting for a long time. The door to the courtyard was just open, but he never opened the door to go in, but just waited quietly outside.
Qi WuHuo said, "Mr. Su."
This was why he came to the mountains outside this town not long after he came to Zhongzhou from Jinzhou to give lectures. His lectures were so high-level that he could be called a celebrity. At that time, he was only in his early thirties and could be described as a talented person. Therefore, he attracted many people to come to this mountain to study.
I also maintained a tacit attitude towards young Daoist who secretly listened to the lectures.
Su Shengyuan looked at young Daoist who had used the art of transformation to cover up his own strangeness. He saw that his face no longer had the weakness caused by poverty. He saw that his height had grown a bit and he looked like a young man. His temperament was quiet and his eyes were as deep as ever. He smiled and said, "Yes."
"It seems, Wuhuo, you are living a good life outside, which is a good thing."
Young Daoist opened the 'door' and said, "Mr. Su, come in and sit down." He invited Su Shengyuan to come in, and it was still the same as before, he had captured Yamanaka Su Shengyuan put the lantern pole he was carrying on the table, and held an iron object to press the pole to secure the lantern.
Watching young Daoist light a fire to boil water and make tea, Su Shengyuan spoke in a gentle and unhurried tone, "Where have you been without Huo for more than a year? Do you have any insights?" Young Daoist replied, "I have seen many people and many scenery. I have indeed gained something, but I feel that I am getting smaller and smaller."
Su Shengyuan asked some more questions, and took out a stack of books from his sleeves. They were all wrapped in oil paper, and he put them gently on the table. He touched the books with his fingers and said in a gentle tone, "You are traveling abroad. It is the so-called study tour. You work hard every day. You probably don't have much time to read books and classics. This is the file of last year's provincial examination. If you have free time, you can take a look."
"I have written comments on these files, you can use them as a reference."
"The exam will be held soon. If you are willing, I will report your name and place of origin for you."
Su Shengyuan has a gentle voice.
Young Daoist was quiet for a while, still looked at this gentleman, and replied softly:
"I don't plan to take the exam anymore."
Su Shengyuan's movements stagnated slightly, and then he looked at young Daoist in front of him.
It was quiet for a while, except for the crackling sound of the candle burning inside the lantern.
After being quiet for a while, Su Shengyuan saw that his expression was calm and calm. He didn't say much. He didn't have any anger or unwillingness. He just smiled a little lonely and said, "That's it, that's fine."
"This scholar's reading cannot save the world and benefit the people, and it is useless."
"It seems that you gained some insights when you went out, Wu Huo, but no matter what, remember that you still need to read. If you don't read, you can't understand yourself or others. I'll take these things away first..." He stretched out his hand, picked up the books he had written by himself, and put them away again.
Then he put some silver on the table, raised his hand to stop young Daoist, and said gently, "You just came back, and the winter has not passed yet. Most of the firewood prepared before the Chinese New Year in people's homes still has less than half of it left. You can spend this money first, just think it is borrowed from me..."
"Have a good life."
"Don't forget to read."
He put down the money, stood up, smiled gently, and said:
"It's getting late, and my wife is still waiting for me at home, so I won't stay here."
"Wuhuo, sir, let's go first...
"Su Shengyuan walked out, holding a lantern, and walked out of the alley step by step. It seemed that he was not used to the road conditions here. He stumbled a little while walking, the lights were swaying, and his back was lonely.
Young Daoist was about to send it off, but he stopped her and had to watch him leave. The lady next door was squatting on one side holding a bowl of rice.
The rice bowl contained the leftover food from the New Year. The rice was covered with vegetables, some leftover pieces of meat that were reluctant to throw away, and a chicken. It was filled with food and he said, "Mr. Su is really here to find you."
"Sir, when did he come?"
"He? He probably came here after he knew you were coming. He probably stood here for more than an hour."
"Why did you leave so quickly?"
The aunt ate a green onion, then ate a big meal, and said, "Speaking of which, when you left without saying a word, the most anxious person in the town was Mr. Su. He was so anxious that he searched for you for several months and even looked for his own friends. Only then did we know that Mr. Su seemed to have been a high official in the past, or something, a staff member or something."
"I have been searching for you in Zhongzhou for several months, but no trace of you was found. Everyone thought you might have fallen into the mountains, or been eaten by a tiger or something. Mr. Su himself was still waiting for you. At that time, he had no energy at all. He was always looking at the place where you used to eavesdrop."
"I thought he would ask you to talk to you more..."
The lady next door was very curious.
Young Daoist held the silver in his hand, but it was as heavy as a thousand pounds. Looking at Mr. Su's lonely figure leaving, young Daoist knew Mr. Su's legacy. Feeling regret and loss, I also know that I am a gentleman and do not put myself down on others. It is a pity that I can no longer study. Young Daoist recalled in his mind the records when Ming Zhen Dao Alliance looked through the Jinzhou archives.
Former prince Eastern Palace Zhan Shi Su Shengyuan.
This is the main group.
But because of the incident in Jinzhou, he advocated the impeachment of the current emperor, and he was a staunch supporter of the Democratic Party. He believed that if one people cannot be protected, how can he protect the people of the world, so he urged the cavalry to enter Jinzhou, and even believed that we should drive troops and horses straight into the Demon Kingdom cracks in Jinzhou to attack with all our strength in order to protect the people of the future.
If the enemy attacks me but I do not move, the enemy will become more aggressive.
Only by becoming the main militant faction and showing off one's power through war can the country be established.
It is okay to seek peace through war.
To seek peace with peace is to put out fire by holding firewood.
In the Jinzhou incident, the prince changed, Eastern Palace changed its owner, and was deposed as a direct descendant of the original prince.
Because his wife's family is from the Cui Clan.
Get it and avoid death.
He was given a noble position in the Imperial Academy.
He was disheartened and did not want to be a member of the Imperial Academy, so he resigned and went into seclusion, and came to a remote place in Zhongzhou to teach his disciples.
Young Daoist held the silver and chose a different path from Mr. Su, so he could not respond to Mr. Su. He was quiet for a long time and watched the light go away. Then he returned to the house and put the silver gently on the table, with a plan in mind.
Su Shengyuan hopes to cultivate disciples and have enough young people with ideals and aspirations to turn around this turbid era.
Young Daoist feels that if the top is not straight, the bottom will inevitably be distorted.
It's just what works and what works.
I just don't know whether the Zhou woman has arrived at Capital City at this moment and whether she has given his letter to Prince Qin.
Qi WuHuo thought for a long time, and the lights gradually went out. He calmed down his emotions, but he saw Little Peacock and Little Medicine Spirit hugging each other, sleeping soundly, carefree and without worries. He smiled slightly, holding the lamp made of caught insects, opened the door, walked outside, sat in front of the stone table under the plum blossom tree, and opened the door.
So those little fireflies flew into the sky, and the boy opened the letter he got from Black Bear.
With the help of the moonlight, when I looked at the letter Fierce Tiger Mountain God, my eyes caught the eye of the free and easy words, which was the style of my good friend.
'How good is it to be free from confusion?'
'After I left the mountain and traveled around, I realized how vast the world is. It's amazing. It can't be compared to just sitting in one place and practicing Daoism. I thought that after hundreds of years of practicing Daoism, I had a very good understanding of my own heart. However, when I traveled abroad, I found that communicating with others could bring out the self that I had not noticed before, so I came to understand more and more who [I] am.'
'I am not alone in being quiet, I am angry, I am seeing all things and rejoicing.'
"What I am is the aggregation of countless selves in my memory. How can I understand it just sitting there?"
'So you can see the common people, you can see the heaven and the earth, you can see me'
"Actually, I had the joy and reaction when I met the common people. When I saw the heaven and the earth, I could not see the vastness of the heaven and the earth. I sighed. I am all myself, that's all. Walking around the world, I occasionally realized something, and I couldn't help but write it down on paper. I hope to talk to you one day."
When writing this line of text, the tall man in black attire was sitting in the quiet woods, with his spear stuck upside down on the ground under the moonlight. Next to him was the child who was rescued by him in his war robe, and around him were the corpses of the famous monster. Under the moonlight, like a tiger after a hunt, he wrote simple and pure words quietly.
There were corpses all around.
And young Daoist read letters from friends under the moonlight with the help of flying fireflies.
This letter does not seem to have been completed in one go.
The following text was calm. "However, I originally planned to chat with you when I see you one day, but today I rescued the daughter of a tiger general and learned many things from her mouth, which seem to be related to your experience, Wuhuo - after the death of the great sage of the tiger clan, the city also suffered massacres, just like Jinzhou."
Young Daoist's eyes shrank slightly.
And Fierce Tiger Mountain God's handwriting is sharp.
"Actually, I have always been puzzled as to why Demon Race practices cannibalism."
"When it comes to wild beasts walking in the mountains, there are rumors in the world that wild beasts hurt and eat people. But for wild beasts, humans have too many bones and too hard and not much meat. They also have weapons, gather in groups, have great endurance, and can hunt. They are actually extremely high-level predators."
"Just as a pack of wolves will not attack a lion, tiger or leopard unless the situation is desperate, even a ferocious tiger will avoid a bear."
"Most wild beasts will not attack humans unless they are hungry and crazy. Therefore, normal Demon Race are not aggressive towards humans at all. Some are even afraid of humans, just like lions and tigers, and avoid them. If the wild beast is psychic, they will tend to the spiritual fruit, spirit medicine, to absorb the essence of heaven and earth to transform themselves."
"Instead of being immersed in killing."
"And sentient beings die unexpectedly, and their resentment is dissipated. I guess that swallowing such flesh and blood will harm the practice."
"So in Jinzhou, Demon Race actually started killing humans in large numbers, which goes against the character of Demon Race."
"I have always had this doubt. I once went to the Demon Race city, looked through the classics, and found that these records were difficult to find. Later, when I entered the Tiger Clan and saw the secret archives, I discovered that there was a taboo practice school in ancient times. Their theory is that the emotion is the sound of the heart, and the heart is the nature, which is the power of Primordial Spirit. Strong emotional changes and grief belong to the agitation of Primordial Spirit."
"So there is a Primordial Spirit power breakthrough that stimulates the people's mood and swallows the people's despair."
"This method seemed to be routine ten thousand years ago. According to legend, it is related to the blood river. It was the path that the first souls followed in the distant years by watching the long river of blood in the sky and enlightened themselves. This group of evil cultivators were purged and suppressed by the original demon emperor. A large number of cultivation methods with this concept as the core were burned to ashes."
"Later, the human race also followed this ruthless swordsmanship of the Blood River Sword Sect and was destroyed. Such methods gradually became taboo and gradually disappeared from this world. But eight thousand years ago, Emperor Demon Race suddenly died. Luo, without the suppression of the Demon Emperor, the great sages of Demon Race are tit for tat with each other. Even if someone is using this forbidden technique, no one will care as long as they do not use Demon Race Great Sage's ethnic group as a blood sacrifice."
"So, the Demon Race tribe and the human race, which have lost the protection of the Great Sage, have become its targets."
"Among these kinds of forbidden arts, there are countless records of killing common people and refining fathers to kill children for bone demons; and this seems to be consistent with what you once told me [Marketplace] - if a person wants to get out, he has to sacrifice one life into Marketplace. So in order to survive, they kill each other, use each other, and even commit flesh and blood. There are definitely a few of them. Among them are despair and madness, which is unimaginable."
"Inciting the common people to kill each other in order to seek chaos, and even using the blockade of a state as a furnace."
"I think one possibility is that he is using this despair, grief and anger to temper some kind of weapon."
"A blood sacrifice is needed to open the front."
"Otherwise, it's the possessed person who is practicing."
"There are only sentient beings in the world, full of joys and sorrows, separation and union, and the human race is the leader among them."
"Nothing is more desolate than [people eating each other]."
"And the third possibility, which is also the biggest possibility, I found in the taboo books of the Tiger Clan."
"Based on this practice concept in Demon Race, there is a supreme secret method, which is feared by all monsters, and it is [Nurturing Saint Embryo]. There must be sadness in desperate situations, and sentient beings fighting each other crazily. There must also be courage and determination that belong to sentient beings blooming in desperate situations. Sacrifice, separation, and fighting to the death all belong to this."
"What this method really cares about is not the madness of despair."
"It's the brilliance of humanity that bursts out from the desolation and despair of cannibalism."
"This is the path [from evil to righteousness] [the change of yin and yang]."
"Then using the blood of the common people, the sorrow of all things, and the sighs of heaven and earth as a guide, based on the most glorious bravery among the creatures' natures, devouring foreign objects to achieve the foundation of one's own path, and forcibly stepping into the legendary [Great Sage] realm, fighting with fierce killings, and fearlessly Armored Saint's path is exactly the same as what you have experienced before, Wuhuo."
"I'm worried that you will break through and leave He Lian Mountain."
"That's why I thought of a way to get that bear to deliver the message to you quickly."
"Hopefully it's not too late."
Young Daoist looked at the letter quietly, clenching his hands subconsciously, and his heart even felt empty for a moment.
The pain and sadness of so many people is deliberate...
It is not natural, it is not an upright fight between two races based on hatred.
But deliberate torture and killing.
And those countless people's struggles and efforts in order to survive, the courage and determination of humanity.
It's just a part of a vast ritual.
That's all.