Our secret story of Maoshan in the northeast is really a twist and turn. It is said that the water town in the south of the Yangtze River is misty and the scenery is so beautiful that people are intoxicated. Between these mountains and rivers, there is an ancient and mysterious small village - Qingxi Village. There is a young man in the village, named Lin Yi, who has been smart and clever since he was a child, and he looks like a young master from a rich family. The people in the village said that he would definitely be able to make great achievements in the future, and he was extravagant.
Lin Yi's father, Lin Laohan, is an honest farmer, although his family is not rich, but he is diligent and duty-bound, and always says to Lin Yi: "Although our family is not rich, we have to be upright and down-to-earth." Lin Yi took these words to heart, was diligent and studious, not only proficient in poetry and songs, but also practiced a good martial arts.
One day, a fortune teller came to the village. This fortune teller has gray hair, a bamboo cane in his hand, and a cyan robe on his body, looking like a tall man. The villagers gathered around to watch the excitement and wanted him to calculate a hexagram for his child. Lin Laohan also took Lin Yi to join in the fun. The fortune teller glanced at Lin Yi, immediately showed a surprised expression, and said in a loud voice: "This young man is full of heaven, the earth pavilion is round, his eyebrows are clear, his eyes are beautiful, and his aura is lofty, he will definitely be rich and noble in the future, not a thing in the pool!" When Lin Laohan heard this, his heart blossomed, and he hurriedly thanked him.
But who knows, there are unpredictable circumstances in the sky, and people have good and bad luck. A few years later, Lin Laohan died of illness, and the family lost its pillar of support all of a sudden. Although Lin Yi still wanted to continue studying, his family was so poor that he had no choice but to drop out of school and go home to farm, picking up the burden of life. Day after day, year after year, Lin Yi toiled hard in the fields, his skin tanned, and his hands had thick calluses. But he never gave up his yearning and pursuit of a better life. In the dead of night, he would take out the book left by his father, light the lamp, and read a few pages to comfort his heart that was unwilling to be mediocre.
Time flies, and in a blink of an eye, Lin Yi is already a young man in his early twenties. He was tall and athletic, with a sense of fortitude and strength between his eyebrows. But because of his poor family background and years of hard work, his face no longer has the immaturity and elegance of the past, and he looks a little vicissitudes and haggard.
On this day, another fortune teller came to Qingxi Village. This fortune teller was very different from the one he had been a few years ago, he was dressed in a black robe, holding a black folding fan in his hand, and always had a mysterious smile on his face. The villagers gathered around again, asking him to do a hexagram for his child. Lin Yi also walked into the crowd with a little curiosity and apprehension. He pondered in his heart: "I've had such a hard time all these years, I don't know what this fortune teller will think of me?" The fortune teller scanned the crowd, and finally his eyes fell on Lin Yi. He looked at Lin Yi carefully, and then said slowly: "This young man, you were originally a rich and noble life, but now you have fallen to the end of the road, it is really embarrassing!" As soon as these words came out, the people around them were stunned. Lin Yi, this kid, as soon as he heard the words of the fortune teller, he called a mixed taste in his heart, just like a messy stew in the Northeast, and he had any taste. The strength in his heart was like the northeast wind in winter, whirring and shivering. He couldn't help but step forward and talk to the fortune teller: "Immortal Chief, how did you see this?" ”
As soon as the fortune teller's words fell, Lin Yi's heart was like turning over the river and the sea, which was called a turbulent wave. He went home quietly, sat down at the old desk left by his father, and thought about it for a long time. He understands that he can't just mess around like this, he has to straighten his waist and earn a good future for himself.
Since then, Lin Yi has been like a chicken, working and learning at the same time. During the day, he sweated like rain in the field, and at night he lit the broken oil lamp, immersed himself in hard reading, and recharged himself. Although life is still tight, the small flame in Lin Yi's heart is burning vigorously, full of hope and strength.
Speaking of which, let's change the tone. This Lin Yi, he is a backbone Northeast guy, as soon as the fortune teller's words came out, he was not ambiguous, he got up early every day, and he was so diligent that even the uncles and aunts in the village praised him. But as the days passed, Lin Yi found that just by farming, that little bit of land could not grow a mountain of gold and silver. He thought, we have to find a new way, we have to change the way of living.
At this time, Lin Yi heard about the Maoshan Dao Technique. Legend has it that the Taoist priest of Maoshan can not only subdue demons and eliminate demons, cure diseases and save people, but also have some spells, which can make people soar and become rich and rich. Lin Yi thought to himself, isn't this the way out I'm looking for? So, he embarked on the road to Maoshan Mountain.
He trekked through mountains and rivers, went through many hardships, and finally came to the foot of Maoshan Mountain. This Maoshan is really fairy-like, cloudy, and at first glance it is a place where the gods stay. Lin Yi found a Maoshan Taoist priest and expressed his intention. The Taoist priest looked Lin Yi up and down, nodded and said, "Although you kid is from a poor background, you have good roots and bones, and you are a good seedling of cultivation." But it's not easy, you have to have perseverance, perseverance, and the ability to endure hardships. ”
When Lin Yi heard this, he hurriedly nodded like pounding garlic: "Don't worry, Daoist, I'm not afraid of anything, I'm afraid that there will be no way to live." As long as it can make me live a good life, I will do anything! Seeing that Lin Yi was so resolute, the Taoist priest accepted him as an apprentice and began to teach him the art of cultivation. Lin Yi was gifted and diligent and studious, and soon mastered some basic spells. But the Taoist priest told him that if he wanted to truly become a Maoshan Taoist priest, he had to go through many tests before he could truly become an immortal.
When Lin Yi heard this, although he was a little drumming in his heart, he still decided to grit his teeth and insist. This kid is really the pride of the Northeast people, and he has the strength to not admit defeat. Our Lin Yi, who is an authentic Northeast guy, cultivates with Taoist priests, practices spells during the day, and gnaws Taoist scriptures at night. Although his life is quite poor, Lin Yi is very down-to-earth in his heart. In this way, a few years passed, his spells became more and more powerful, and his people became more and more calm.
When the Taoist priest saw that he was in the middle of the fire, he asked him to go down the mountain to wander, experience the various states of the world, and hone his mind. Lin Yi went down the mountain, and first helped the people in the village solve some troubles with demons and monsters, and everyone respected and loved him. Later, he opened a medical center, treated diseases and saved people, accumulated virtue and did good deeds, and his reputation spread more and more, and even the government asked him for help.
Although Lin Yi is living a good life now, he has not forgotten his original intention. He used his wisdom and strength to help many people and make more people live a good life. One day, the fortune teller who had told him his fortune came again, and when he heard that Lin Yi was now a well-known good person, he came to visit. The two hit it off at first sight and chatted happily. The fortune teller asked Lin Yi: "You are rich now, do you remember the hexagram I calculated for you back then?" Lin Yi smiled slightly: "Immortal Chief's words, I remember it." If you hadn't woken me up, I might still be working in the fields. The fortune teller nodded: "Although you have become an immortal now, don't forget to be merciful and benefit the world." Lin Yi arched his hand and said: "I keep the teachings of the immortal chief in mind. ”
Since then, Lin Yi's cultivation and good deeds have become more energetic. He not only helped more people get rid of suffering, but also infected more people to join the team of good deeds with his actions. Qingxi Village has become more harmonious and beautiful because of him. As for the fortune teller, he was very pleased to see Lin Yi so promising, and decided to continue to travel around the world and teach him the art of fortune-telling. Lin Yi stayed in Qingxi Village, using his wisdom and strength to protect the land and the people here.
This is the story we want to tell today - a story from the end of the road to wealth and glory, a story full of the fantasy color of Oriental Maoshan Mountain. It tells us that no matter what your background is, as long as you have a dream and work hard, you will be able to change your destiny and create your own brilliant life!
Lin Yi's reputation in Qingxi Village is growing, not only because of his superb medical skills, but also because of his integrity and fairness. The villagers like to come to his hospital if they have any minor illnesses and pains, and he can always cure the disease and never be sloppy. Lin Yi's kindness has won the respect and love of the villagers, and everyone mentions him with admiration and gratitude. But Lin Yi was not complacent because of this, he knew that he still had a long way to go. We Northeast people speak straightly, and we pay attention to the truth when we change articles. This paragraph is written with a lot of taste, but we have to add a little more earthy flavor of our Northeast to make it more down-to-earth. Come, let's add some material to this section together.
After returning from Maoshan, Lin Yi began to devote himself to studying the "Qiankun Reversal Technique". This spell is really godly, it can not only cure diseases and save people, but also change people's fate. But Lin Yi always remembered Master's words, didn't dare to use them indiscriminately, and only used them at critical moments. One day, there was a plague in a small town near Qingxi Village, and the plague came so fiercely that many people suffered. As soon as Lin Yi heard about it, he immediately rushed to the hospital with his guys for treatment. They worked day and night, and they did everything they could, but the plague never ended. At this moment, Lin Yi remembered Master's "Qiankun Reversal Technique". He closed his eyes, recited the incantation, and used all the mana of his body to cast the spell. I saw a golden light pouring out of him, covering the entire town. In a few moments, the golden light dissipated, and the plague miraculously disappeared. The residents of the town were happy and thanked Lin Yi one after another. They knew that it was Lin Yi who saved their lives, and they all regarded him as a life-saving benefactor. Lin Yi just smiled faintly and said, "We should do it." Since then, Lin Yi's reputation has become even louder. He is not only a doctor with superb medical skills, but also a Maoshan Taoist priest who can change his fate. But he always remained humble and low-key, never showing off his skills.
One night, Lin Yi was resting with tea in the hospital. Suddenly, a gloomy wind blew, and the entire hospital became gloomy. Lin Yi's heart tightened, knowing that something ominous was coming. Oops, that's a real annoyance! Lin Yi's kid, as soon as he heard the movement, immediately jumped up from the stool and ran to the door of the medical hall to take a look, good guy, what are you standing outside? A green-faced and fanged ghost was staring at Lin Yi with two big eyes, and his eyes looked as if he was going to eat him alive. At first glance, this ghost is not a fuel-efficient lamp, with its mouth wide open, and it looks like it is about to swallow Lin Yi.
But who is Lin Yi? It was the master of Maoshan Mountain, and he roared angrily: "Demon! Dare to go wild on my turf? Before the words fell, as soon as he stretched out his hand, he took out the magic weapon and did it with the ghost! Although this ghost is fierce, when it meets Lin Yi, it is a small thing. Within a few rounds, Lin Yi beat it to the ground, and in the end, the ghost could only run away in disgrace.
Lin Yi looked at the back of the ghost fleeing, and snorted coldly: "Hmph, want to spread wild with me?" You're still a little tender! Since then, Lin Yi's reputation has become even louder, and even those demons and monsters know how powerful he is, so they don't dare to come to Qingxi Village to make trouble. Lin Yi is still the same, busy treating diseases and saving people every day, practicing Taoism, and living a full and happy life.