Mountain River Post-Era - 4

Author: Make Jun No Trouble Prozac Transferred from LFT

"This Rong Xuan is really eclectic, and those who come do not refuse, what 'thrilling water ghost mallet', 'Yin Wind Needle', 'Fighting Tiger Stick Method', these garbage martial arts, I will not practice."

Wen Kexing threw several secret books on the ground in disgust, while Zhang Chengling and Bi Xingming moved out one marijuana cloth bag after another like water. These days they are all packing up and down the arsenal. On weekdays, the four masters and apprentices mostly live and rest in the inner library, and fight in the outer library to cook rice and raise mules, but there is still a pile of grain stored in the inner library for a hundred years, and most of the bookshelves are placed in the outer library. Zhou Zishu wanted to reverse the whole decoration: the outer library piled up miscellaneous things, the inner library put bookshelves, and the pen and ink paper they brought with them, such as qinqi, etc., so that the arrangement was more reasonable.

Zhou Zishu was responsible for sorting out the books in the whirlpool of the patio staircase, and after a while, he also carried more than a dozen books over, and he didn't have a good breath: "These music scores and chess scores are just ordinary products, as well as the formula of flower picking ecstasy, I saw that it was inappropriate, I took it all over, there are a few medical books and those who talk about health care and alchemy, so I stayed."

"Is it worth it to make a big mess of the world for these broken books and die so many people?" Zhang Chengling put down the sack on his shoulder and spat out a vicious breath; Bi Xingming patted him on the shoulder and handed him a water bladder to drink, and the two continued to work as coolies.

"The Yin and Yang Book had better be destroyed together, but it is ultimately an ominous thing that moves people's hearts." Wen Kexing kicked the bamboo jian into the secret garbage heap, "My family's things, I said burned."

"Shaolin, Emei, Hengshan and Songshan lost their martial arts, and then find a way to return them to their original owners." Zhou Zishu shook his head, and for a moment he couldn't think of any good way, "Actually, in this arsenal, the really valuable collection of books is only one-twelfth of ten."

"Save it, if you go back, they still think we have a lot of good things hidden here." It's better to burn firewood together, and it's better to see it than to see it." Wen Kexing rolled his eyes, and when he saw Zhang Chengling and Bi Xingming carrying two more sacks of sacks, he shouted, "By the way, Chengling and Xingming!"

The two men hurriedly put down their cloth bags and came to obey the orders, and Wen Kexing pulled them to the edge of the gate and asked, "Why are those two mules always thin these two days?" Stinks to death!"

I saw that the two mules looked withered, their eyes were unfocused, their fur was lightless, and they looked weaker than when they had rushed with heavy loads before. Brother Master, when you look at me, you seem to be quite weak-minded. Wen Kexing flipped over the mule's lips in disgust, and then grabbed the hair on the mule's forehead, but he didn't expect to lose a large handful, and the mule didn't seem to feel anything, and he snorted pitifully.

"Uncle Master, didn't all the grain that was brought out become like crushed powder..." Bi Xingming squinted his eyes and couldn't stop looking at Cheng Ling.

"It's kind of... It seemed a bit of a waste, so I tried to feed the mules, but I didn't expect... I didn't expect to actually pull..." Zhang Chengling snorted, and he also felt that he couldn't stand the two mules.

"You're going to go down the hill again!" Wen Kexing really didn't know how to be angry and funny, "Those rotten sesame seeds of Chen Guzi have been stranded here for a hundred years!" It would be nice not to kill them."

"Hey, we just boiled the herbs for them to drink, and it should be all right when they're done." Zhang Chengling touched the mule's head to express reassurance.

Zhou Zishu suddenly appeared from behind and smashed the sixth volume of the Qi Min Zhi Shu onto the apprentice, and the two of them quickly reached out to pick it up.

"Take a good look at the chapter on cattle, horses, donkeys, and mules." Zhou Zishu also served these two disciples, "There is a green meadow on the southern slope, and there is time to take them to nibble."

Zhou Zishu took out a handkerchief from his arms, handed it to his disciple to wipe his hands, and said leisurely, "Old Wen, we will also go outside in the afternoon."

In the afternoon, the two wore veiled hats, Zhou Zishu carried a wine bag, and Wen Kexing brought a hoop, saying that he was going to the back mountain to see, so he went out lightly. It was nearly May, the snow was still soft, and the two did not run light exercises, walking side by side, the two lines of footprints meandering, and they did not know where to go.

In late spring and early summer, the snow-capped mountains are more vibrant than in the middle of winter, and occasionally a little greenery emerges between the cracks and rocks of the mountains, and the faint hearing of wild beasts stirring, insects and birdsong, leaf veins trying to absorb sunlight, branches stretching as far as possible in the air, and all the life in the dormant earth is about to burst out.

"What do you think?" Wen Kexing took half a step behind Zhou Zishu and stared at his slightly revealing side face.

Zhou Zishu slowed down slightly, allowing himself to look at him equally, and said, "At this time, there should also be some snow chickens and snow rabbits?" Beat them twice, eat that pickle bacon all day, even I look at it."

Wen Kexing raised an eyebrow and smiled, "We are not here, the two little cubs don't know if they are lazy?"

"The brothers scolded Master for being bitter, fighting, and quarreling together, and only when I grew up did I have a tacit understanding, and I did the same when I was a child." Zhou Zishu didn't think so.

Wen Kexing also has a reason to think about it, when he was a child, he practiced martial arts in hiding, no one asked for advice, no one had ever made a move, either holding the wine jar in his hand, crushing them one by one, pinching them until the nails were full of debris; or running in the mountains, running to a place where no one saw him to hide and sleep, waking up, usually his feet were still sore and unbearable, he couldn't run back, he would stand in the same place and throw stones, hold the coiled earth into crushed powder, and then wash his head and face and hands in the stream, and go back without doing anything.

Zhou Zishu took a deep look at him, and Wen Kexing was unconscious, murmuring, "After they go up the mountain in Chengling, the days are like returning to the Four Seasons Mountain Villa." You say, is it feasible to rebuild Four Seasons Mountain At the foot of the mountain?"

"Do the old books of the two of us add up to enough to rebuild?" I'm afraid that I'll have to find some way to make money for a long time, or I'll have to find Wuxi to borrow money from them."

"Drinking a few sips of cold wine and a few mouthfuls of melon seeds doesn't make much money." Wen Kexing said, and suddenly his eyes flashed, "Ah Shu."

Almost at the same time, Zhou Zishu was aware of it and looked in the same direction as him, but he saw that not far from the mountain pass, there was a giant bear with a snow-white body walking alone, and if a person stood up, it might be more than a foot taller than them.

"I didn't expect a big thing to come." Wen Kexing's eyes lit up, as if he saw a yellow-mouthed child with a sign selling his head, and excitedly said, "Ah Shu, do you know how to burn the bear paw?" This bear was skinned, spread on the bed, and slept with a strong victory, which is now cold and cold? This night the phoenix rises upside down, sigh!"

Zhou Zishu couldn't help but laugh, "King Gong once killed people because the bear was not familiar, and I don't think this bear paw is so good to rectify."

"Let's go, let's keep up."

Zhou Zishu naturally did not object, if the two of them joined forces to attack, then the bear had ten lives and it would not be enough to lose. At present, it is not enough to chase after the tail, but curiosity is greater than the heart of hunting.

The white bear was so angry that the two followed him for nearly a quarter of an hour, unaware of it, preoccupied with it, and did not know where to go. The two of them originally had a lower body temperature than ordinary people, simply hid their breath, and walked behind him in the distance, and they were at peace, just like walking a big bear.

"Ah Shu, I heard that the bear's forefoot is better than the back palm, and in a pair of forefoots, the right palm is better than the left palm, is it true?"

Zhou Zishu's eyes were faint, and he said, "The front palm is true, but the left and right are not necessarily." When the bear hibernates, one palm is used to lick, and the other palm is used to block the anus, but the left palm and the right palm are inconclusive, some say that the left is right, and some say that it is changed once a year. Many years ago, I, Beiyuan, and The King of Jin hunted a brown bear, and the two forefoots were dried for more than half a year, soaked in lime to remove the hair, boiled with honey, and simmered in two pots, then deboned and de-nailed, cut into thin strips, and stewed again--the process is complicated, the taste is mellow, and there is a pot with a fishy taste that cannot be eaten, and the name is too real."

"If we eat snow and drink ice like this, and live in the snowy mountains for a long time, it is no different from hibernation." Wen Kexing laughed at himself, raised his hands to his eyes, and carefully looked at them: "Ah Shu, do you say that I am a left hand, or is my right hand fishy?"

Zhou Zishu did not say a word, glanced at him, one hand suddenly grasped Wen Kexing's hand, the other hand waved his palm across, lifting up one piece after another heavy snow, rolling towards the big white bear, the bear was surprised to look around, and thought that what a huge creature came from the mountains and the sea, frightened and ran wildly; the two joined hands, stepping on the snow like flying without leaving a trace, Zhou Zishu's right palm could not stop sweeping up the snow, blocking the figures of the two people. Wen Kexing's eyelashes flashed slightly, as if he knew something, and seemed to be hiding something, but he also clutched his hand back and was inseparable.

After about a quarter of an hour, the bear turned and ran toward a valley, the path of which seemed quite steep, and the white bear was familiar with the road, half rolling and half running. The two of them were bold, looked at each other, and invariably thought that the bear would not set a trap to harm people, so they ran in.

Zhou Zishu gathered his palm and looked around: it turned out that this hidden valley was unique, with cliffs on top to block the blizzard, and dense forests below to resist the cold wind, which became a relatively warm place. Not only are there some weeds on the ground, but on the edge of the cliff, there are also four or five autumn pear trees, swaying and hanging many turquoise fruits. The white bear thought that he had escaped the day, sat under the pear tree panting, and suddenly slapped it on the trunk, shocking more than a dozen pears, grabbed one with his hand, and nibbled it.

The two of them couldn't react for a moment, staring straight at the white bear eating pears. The great white bear was also full of eccentricities, shaking off a dozen pears, picking up one to eat, and throwing it on the ground; picking up another bite, or throwing it on the ground, and a dozen of them had eaten it once, and the ground was full of pears that had eaten a bite, and he did not look at it, so he went to shake another tree.

"Ah Shu, there are a few pear trees here, and if he continues to do this, won't we have to eat?" Wen Kexing licked his lips and said.

Zhou Zishu couldn't help but laugh, Rao was the two of them with deep concentration, smelled the sweet and sour aroma of pear juice, and couldn't help but be moved, so he raised an eyebrow: "Do you want to do it?"

"Let's not kill it, listen to you, the bear paw is troublesome, it is not very tasty; this bear skin, we are not afraid of the cold, do not sleep, let it be here, we finish eating, pick some pears and go back to Chengling, they will forget it." 」

"Gentle and kind, the heart is soft?"

Wen Kexing stared at the appearance of the white bear pacing around looking for food, and said leisurely, "Alas, I think of the old monster."

Zhou Zishu sighed softly, "Elder Ye, he is now..."

"The old dog is going to die, and he will still find a place where no one knows to hide, and he is such an arrogant person, and now he must not know in which deep mountain?" 」

The sun in the valley was not strong, and there was vegetation, so the two men took off their hats and found a large stone to sit down. Zhou Zishu sighed and said, "You said that when Rong Changqing's predecessor wanted to practice the Liuhe Divine Gong, he unexpectedly fell into a demon, and later, in order to save him, Elder Ye put his strength on himself, but he did not expect that because he had the belief of sacrificing himself to save others, he actually broke the heart method and broke away from the mortal fetus from then on."

"The key to the latter layer is that I figured it out later." The old monster lied to me in the first place!" Wen Kexing let out a deep breath, "In fact, it is not a deception, he wants me to have no remorse and establish a belief that I will die, so that I can break and stand."

"You didn't think about it at the beginning, after passing on the gong, Rong Changqing's predecessor did not die, and he also gave birth to a son, Rong Xuan."

"Well, I was so flustered that I didn't have time to think about the key, so I rushed up the hill to find you."

"I understand."

Zhou Zishu looked deeply into his eyes, but Wen Kexing did not look at him, staring at the white bear that was full of pears, sitting on the ground in a daze and napping, and changed the subject: "The old monster said that when Rong Xuan disappeared, he went down the mountain to look for more than half a year, and he did not eat meat and hot food on the way, and he did not feel anything unusual when he came back. His hair turned white because he ate and drank heavily, hot and cold. I thought that if I went down the mountain in the middle of winter and walked around for a month, eating and drinking in moderation, it should be no big deal."

Zhou Zishu did not answer his words, bowed his head and picked up a branch to play with, "The reason why this Six-In-One Mind Method is called the Demon Book is because it is a 'quick' cultivation of immortals." As far as I know, the right path of daomen alchemy and cultivation of immortals is to start by serving bait and breaking the valley, and gradually to the guidance of qi, the process may take years, decades, or even a lifetime that is difficult to reach. However, by practicing this exercise and winning the bet, you will be able to attain the realm of the unity of heaven and man in one fell swoop."

"The unity of heaven and man... Trapped in the mountains like this, like the white bear, what does it mean for a man to eat and sleep when he is hungry?"

"That's why I say that this is the method of quick success—cultivators, who don't choose a cave in heaven and earth, abstain from sound and color, build a foundation for a hundred days, be idyllic and nihilistic, and have to peek into the way of entry—everything is in accordance with the nature of the mind, and you suddenly came from the rivers and lakes to the pure land of the snowy mountains, and it was only for more than a hundred days that you gave birth to this sense of loneliness."

"Ah Shu, are you interested in monastic longevity?"

Zhou Zishu shook his head, "When we are tired of playing and tired of living, then calculate the time, die together, go down the mountain together, eat and drink together." If I feel that I have more time, I will die a few more times, and in the end, I will almost always die together."

"Does that still count?" And do you know how long you can live? How long can I live?"

Zhou Zishu grabbed his handlebar and played with it, his eyes were crystal clear, and he examined his lifeline with concern, "Pulse meridians, breathing and breathing, and emotions, we are both talented and have plenty of time, and we can always figure it out."

"You don't blame me?" Trap you in this icy place for a long time..."

"I said it long ago, why not with you?" Zhou Zishu looked at his backlit face, a white hair almost dissolved in the sunlight dust, he narrowed his eyes, and said quietly: "If the heart is in the Fan Cage, skylight, Five Lakes Alliance, Qingya Mountain, jianghu factions, where is not the tail paint?" If the heart is free, where is it not to go away?"

"So, what are you afraid of?"