Mo Zhi sighed lightly and smiled at Luo Chuan, "That's all. If you forget, you just forgot. I'm Mo Zhi. What do you call me?"
Luo Chuan nodded and lowered his eyebrows, and replied softly, "Luo Chuan."
"It turns out to be Brother Luo Chuan. I'm so glad to meet you." Mo Zhi bowed his hands and took a sip of wine and said, "It's my honor to be able to drink and talk with Brother Luo Chuan here."
Listening to Mo Zhi's words, everyone in the venue laughed loudly, obviously thinking that this guy was a madman and an idiot.
After all, no good person forgets what he said.
Luo Chuan tapped the bonfire with his fingertips, and when sparks flew up, he said calmly, "It's true, it's very true. When Brother Mo just said he forgot, he just forgot. It's quite a bit unpersistent."
Mo Zhi's eyes lit up, he patted his knees and said with a smile, "Luo Chuan, what brother said is absolutely true!"
"The so-called Daoist heart should be free from worries, just like this bonfire, it is hot when it burns and quiet when it goes out. Why should we cling to the traces of the past?"
After saying that, he raised his glass and touched it with Luo Chuan. After he raised his head and drank it, he suddenly frowned and looked at Luo Chuan. After pondering for a moment, he asked doubtfully, "Your Excellency...?"
The bearded businessman at the next table suppressed laughter until his face turned red. He couldn't help but remind him loudly, "Hahaha! He is Luo Chuan! You were just chatting with someone!"
Mo Zhi suddenly slapped his forehead and laughed loudly, "Look at my memory! Luo Chuan Brother, don't blame me, don't blame me!"
Then he continued, "Where did you talk about just now? Oh yes, the way of non-attachment! Brother Luo Chuan thinks, between non-attachment and obsession, which one is right and which is wrong?"
Luo Chuan's expression remained unchanged, and he said slowly, "Obsession can be the foundation of the Tao, and non-attachment can break the shackles. For example, Brother Mo forgets things. It seems that he has no attachment, but in fact he has a clear mind of the Tao. For example, if I am looking for something, it seems like obsession, but in fact it is the way to seek the Tao."
"Wonderful!" Mo Zhi clapped his hands in admiration. Just as he was about to say more, his eyes fell on Luo Chuan's face and he paused, saying hesitantly, "Brother... what were we talking about just now?"
The old man in the felt hat whispered to his companion, "Now it's real, two lunatics! One is forgetful, and the other is crazy with him!"
The merchant next to him quickly pulled his sleeves and glanced in the direction where Mo Zhi had just poured the wine. The old man immediately fell silent.
"Brother Mo, we are discussing obsession and non-attachment."
Luo Chuan reminded patiently, a faint spiritual power ignited at his fingertips, and the bonfire in front of him burned more colorfully.
Mo Zhi stared at the noise in front of him, his eyes suddenly clear. "Oh! Yes! Brother Luo Chuan..."
Having said this, Mo Zhi suddenly paused, turned to look at the bearded merchant, and asked seriously, "His name is Luo Chuan, right? Am I remembering it correctly?"
The merchants nodded in unison, suppressing laughter until their shoulders were shaking, but no one dared to say anything. After Mo Zhi received confirmation, he turned to Luo Chuan and smiled:
"Brother Luo Chuan, if you are too persistent about the thing you are looking for, you will be bound by it. If you can pursue it with a non-persistent heart, you may be able to get what you want."
Luo Chuan's heart moved slightly, and just as he was about to answer, he saw Mo Zhi scratching his head again, with a confused look on his face. "Brother, what is your surname? What you just said is quite insightful."
A suppressed laughter suddenly sounded around the bonfire, and it subsided instantly when Mo Zhi glanced over. Only the bearded merchant had the courage to remind him again, "Old man! He is Luo Chuan! Luo Chuan!"
Luo Chuan picked up the wine pot and poured himself a glass of wine. He rubbed the rough body of the pot with his fingertips and spoke lightly.
"Brother Mo's talk of non-attachment reminds me of the farmers in the world. When planting in the spring, they don't care about the density of the seedlings. When harvesting in the autumn, they don't care about the amount of grain. They only work according to the solar terms, but they often reap rewards."
Mo Zhi's eyes lit up, and he nodded with his fingers. "That's right! A few days ago, I saw my father-in-law at the foot of the mountain weaving bamboo baskets. The bamboo strips were bent into random shapes, but they were actually stronger than those made in a regular way."
"He said that bamboo has the nature of bamboo, so just let it take its own course. This is exactly the same as what you said to the farmer!"
After saying that he wanted to raise his glasses, he suddenly frowned and stared at Luo Chuan: "Your Excellency...?"
The bearded businessman held his stomach and his voice changed with laughter. "Oh my God! Luo Chuan! It's still Luo Chuan! Your memory is worse than that of my three-year-old!"
Mo Zhi slapped his thigh and laughed loudly, "Look at my brain! Luo Chuan brother, don't blame me!"
Then he continued, "As for this wine, some people are obsessed with old wines, while others prefer the strong taste of new wines. In fact, as long as you can drink it comfortably, why bother with the vintage?"
Luo Chuan took a sip and nodded. "What Brother Mo said is absolutely true. Just like this dilapidated temple, we think it is good to be able to shelter from the rain and keep warm. Others may think it is dilapidated, but it is just a different state of mind."
"Wonderful!" Mo Zhi clapped his hands in admiration. Just as he was about to say more, he suddenly paused, turned to look at the smiling merchants around him, and asked seriously, "Everyone, what is his name? I really can't remember this time!"
The old man in the felt hat rolled his eyes and muttered, "You two idiots, they can talk about a farmer weaving bamboo baskets like a storyteller, but you can't remember people's names. I'm afraid they're brainwashed!"
The merchants nearby quickly agreed, but no one dared to remind him loudly. After all, being stared at by an idiot who repeatedly forgets things made him feel uncomfortable.
Luo Chuan Seeing this, he took the initiative to speak, "Luo Chuan, the bamboo basket that Brother Mo just mentioned reminds me of when I was a child and saw my neighbor weaving baskets. Halfway through weaving, I found that the bamboo strips were broken. I was not annoyed or angry, so I changed the bamboo strips and continued weaving. The basket weaved in the end was actually more unique."
Mo Zhi suddenly realized. "Yes! Brother Luo Chuan! This is non-attachment! If it breaks, it breaks. Just change it. Why bother to be attached to the original bamboo stick?"
Beside the bonfire, the merchants had long lost interest in listening and turned to chat among themselves. They only occasionally glanced at the two of them, still looking at them with disdain for looking at idiots?
After all, these two guys can even talk about trivial matters in a serious manner, and they forget people's names from time to time, which is really weird to the extreme.
Until late at night, Luo Chuan and Mo Zhi stopped asking questions, but they bowed to his position, which can be said to have benefited a lot.
"Thank you very much, Brother Mo Zhi, for discussing Daoism with me. I have benefited a lot from it."
"Hehehe, same thing."
Mo Zhi smiled, walked out of the temple, strode like lightning, and gradually left. From a distance, his faint voice could be heard.
"Brother Luo Chuan, if you understand, you just understand. If you don't understand, you just don't understand... Take care of yourself..."
Looking at Mo Zhi's leaving figure, Luo Chuan put one hand behind his back, looked at the starry sky, and said softly, "The road is ruthless, but the monks have feelings in their hearts, like moths to the flame. They know they will die, but they have no hesitation."
"Brother Mo Zhi, I have learned from you."
After a night of practice, Luo Chuan benefited a lot, and his own cultivation level also broke through to the Late Spirit Severing Realm realm.
Although Late Spirit Severing Realm is still some distance from the Yingbian Realm stage, being able to comprehend it and break through the realm also shows that Luo Chuan's strength and understanding have already exceeded everyone's knowledge.