Douluo's Way

"Old man, do you need help?" Qian Xuan walked towards the kitchen.

"No, no, it will be ready soon, you guys just wait outside." The old man's voice rang again in the kitchen.

As soon as Qianxuan walked to the door of the kitchen, the old man came out with dishes, "Okay, okay, my kitchen can't accommodate so many of you. If you want to help, just help bring the dishes over."

The old man handed the food in his hand to Qianxuan who was at Qianxuan's door.

"Thank you, old man."

The old man laughed happily and said, "It's not hard, it's not hard. My house hasn't been this lively for a long time. I want to thank you all."

In less than a moment, eight different dishes were brought to the table in the middle room.

Everyone at the table was chatting and laughing as they ate. Through small talk, Qianxuan also gained a deeper understanding of the old man. After dinner, everyone helped the old man clean up. After cleaning up, Zhang Siyi did not stay long, and left after a simple farewell.

As night fell, the old man and Qianxuan were idle in the courtyard.

"Young man, you are not ordinary people at first glance. You must be born into a wealthy family, but you are different from those arrogant and domineering rich children. You give me a sense of indifference and elegance. I am curious, why are you acting like this today? Ask me why I sigh"

Qian Xuan explained with a smile: "It's just a question."

The old man chuckled and said, "I've never heard of what Laoshen is. Can you explain it to me?"

"Tao cannot be expressed in words, and all kinds of human beings contain their own principles, and the Tao is hidden in these principles."

The old man was also very curious about this theory and asked: "Then have you found your way?"

Qian Xuan shook his head lightly and said: "Never, I started to travel the mainland two years ago. I have been to various places and seen many things, but I still haven't found them."

The old man smiled and said: "Young man, I don't understand what you are looking for. Since you said that you have been traveling in the mainland for two years and have seen the prosperity and indifference of this world, why don't you stop and be quiet? Ask yourself, what is it you are pursuing?”

Qian Xuan was stunned and murmured to himself: "Ask, should I ask my heart first?"

Qianxuan's whole body was suddenly immersed, as if he had an epiphany.

The old man looked at Qian Xuan and seemed to feel that Qian Xuan in front of him had changed.

It was just at that moment that Qian Xuan finally understood what his Dao was.

There are tens of thousands of ways in the world, and which one belongs to him, Qianxuan doesn't know, what is the way, Qianxuan still doesn't know.

But Qianxuan knew what he was looking for, what he expected, and what he wanted to protect. All these pursuits came from his heart.

As a human being in two lives, the great road belongs to me, and Qianxuan wants to follow this true road. I want this day to exist, and that day cannot exist without it. I want this life to live, and then this life cannot be destroyed. Caused by thoughts, everything arises and everything ceases. This is the true way of Qianxuan

Qianxuan knew that the path he had chosen was extremely difficult, but so what if it was difficult. If he didn’t prove his true intention, how could he prove the way?

God's thoughts reached an agreement at this moment, Qian Xuan felt as if a shackle that had been bound to his body was suddenly opened, and Ning Xinjing's whole person suddenly became enlightened.

Qian Xuan slowly opened his eyes and said calmly: "Old man, I have learned a lesson. I wonder if I can tell you your story."

In the past, Qianxuan regarded himself as an ordinary person to get to know more people, to witness the most essential world, and to find the way of this world.

But today, Qianxuan discovered that the true Dao can only be seen and realized with one's own heart, and only when one sees the world with one's heart can one truly discover and understand the world.

Everyone has a different experience, and everyone has a different story.Everyone has a shining point in everyone. From others, you can still understand the various states of the world, and you can verify your own way.

But today, Qian Xuan has truly embarked on the road.

The road is long, the journey to enlightenment is for the sake of the Tao

The old man lay on the chair, looked at the sky, and said softly: "My story is a bit long. If you are willing to listen, then I will tell it to you.

Sixty-four years ago, I was still a ten-year-old ignorant boy."

Qian Xuan listened quietly to the old man's narration, from their ignorant first acquaintance to his deceased wife, to their hard-working pursuit, and then to their sweet love and marriage.

The tired and full life after marriage, the two also had the crystallization of love, watching the lovely son grow up, watching the son marry the hardworking daughter-in-law, and welcoming the arrival of the grandson, sounds so happy.

It was as if scenes from the past were reappearing in front of the old man's eyes, and the old man's cheeks were full of happy and healthy expressions.

"Until that day, I went to pay homage to my late wife as usual, and I didn't come back until noon the next day. I didn't expect that this day's farewell would actually become an eternal farewell.

Looking at Hongfeng Village, which was stained red by maple leaves and blood, I ran towards the village in a panic. I didn't know the whole thing until I met those two boys, Mou Tao and Yang Jie.

Seeing my relatives and friends in the past turned into a pile of loess, the feeling of despair was like a big mountain, pressing me to the ground, pressing me so tightly that I couldn't breathe.

If those two boys, Mou Tao and Yang Jie, hadn't been there, I might have accompanied them six years ago. Over the past few years, I have figured out a lot of things. Although they are gone, they will always live in my heart. "

Speaking of the old man's grief, but more indifferent, even a little relaxed feeling.

"Young man, chatting with you for so long has given me a sense of relief that I haven't seen for a long time. Maybe it's really that their departure has weighed on me for too long. Telling you like this, I let go a lot. , much more comfortable.

I don’t know what happened to those two adults. Such kind-hearted people will definitely be great and powerful in the future. "

The old man chuckled, as if he really let go of his family's departure, and there was more gratitude in his cloudy eyes.

"The cause of tomorrow is the result of today. Old man, thank you for your story. Those two adults will naturally know your gratitude."

"Yu and Cai, young man, what you said is novel, I hope so. I have only been talking for a long time, and I am already tired. Unlike you young people, I will go to rest first. Young man, you should also rest early."

Said the old man got up and walked towards the room.

"Old man, let me help you in." Looking at the bent figure of the old man, he got up and helped the old man walk towards the house.

The old man didn't refuse either, and the old man went back to the house with Qian Xuan's support, and Qian Xuan left after the old man went to bed to rest.

In the courtyard, Qian Xuan was lying on an armchair.

Look at the curved moon in the sky.

He murmured to himself: "People have joys and sorrows, partings and reunions, the moon waxes and wanes, this is difficult to do in ancient times."

Qian Xuan felt something in his heart, but he always felt that something was almost the same, so he finally shook his head.

"Xuan, what's wrong?" Qiu'er came to the side and gently held Qian Xuan's right hand.

"I feel something in my heart, but I feel that there is something wrong. It's okay, sit down, Qiu'er." As he said that, there was an extra chair beside Qian Xuan.

Qiu'er sat down gracefully and comforted: "Xuan, didn't you say before that the boat will be straight when it reaches the bridge? Don't be anxious, maybe the time is not up yet."

Qian Xuan chuckled and said, "I am worried. After hearing one story, there is another story. The world is still very big."

On the Chinese Valentine's Day two years ago, Qian Xuan also held a grand confession ceremony with Mo Xie and Qiu'er in the Shanhai Realm. After that, the three of them also officially confirmed their relationship. Much closer.

The two of them lay on the chairs, looking at the bright moon in the dark night, and quietly listening to the chirping of insects and birds around them. The long night was long, and they had no intention of sleeping.

Qiu'er quietly accompanied Qianxuan to appreciate all this.

Late at night, Qiu'er fell asleep, Qianxuan took out the quilt and gently covered Qiu'er.

In this way, the next morning, the rising sun, the first ray of sunlight illuminates the world.

"Wake up" Qian Xuan's gentle voice sounded. The corners of Qiu'er's eyes moved slightly and she slowly opened her eyes.

“How was your rest?”

"Very comfortable." Qiu'er chuckled, as long as she was beside Qianxuan, Qiu'er would feel extra relaxed and comfortable.

"Let's go, it's rare for that little girl Mo Xie to be so generous."

Mo Xie's angry voice came from inside the house, "Humph, how could I be stingy?"

As soon as the words were finished, Mo Xie walked out of the house.

Qian Xuan looked surprised, "Why didn't I just say that Mo Xie is the most generous? Do you think it's Qiu'er?"

Qiu'er chuckled and nodded and said, "Yes, yes, Xuan was just praising you, Mo Xie."

"Humph" Moye snorted softly.

"It's good to be young." The old man's chuckle also came from inside the house, and he slowly walked outside the house.

"It made your old man laugh."

"No, no, it hasn't been this lively for a long time, but it makes the old man very happy."

At this time, there was a shout from outside the door, "Uncle Wan, why don't you get up without Uncle Wan?"

The old man replied: "Come, come."

"It must be Yang Jiemou Tao and his two boys. Every year during the Red Maple Festival, both of them come back to visit me. I will open the door." The old man explained as he walked towards the door.

"Old man, let me go." Saying that, Qian Xuan was one step ahead of the old man to the door, and opened the door from the inside.

"You are." The two people outside the door were the two soul masters from six years ago. In the past six years, their cheeks and eyes looked like they had changed a lot. It seemed that they had spent a lot of time for this village.

Qianxuan said indifferently: "It's just a passenger, thanks to the old man's care, I stayed here for one night."

The two soul masters frowned slightly looking at Qianxuan, and there was always an inexplicable sense of familiarity when looking at Qianxuan in front of them, but they couldn't remember where they had seen it before.The two looked at each other, and both could see the doubts in the other, but they walked in without thinking too much.

The soul master on the left asked loudly: "Uncle Wan, long time no see, we two came to see you again. How are you doing recently?"

The old man looked at the two of them and replied gently: "It's not like that. You two come to visit me every year, so I'm bothering you."

"Old man, since we have a guest, we won't bother you any more, and we'll leave first. This is my little thought. Drinking it will do a lot of good to your body." Qianxuan didn't know what to say Then there was an extra gourd, and Qian Xuan handed the gourd in his hand to the old man.

The gourd is filled with life spring water. For the old man, the life spring water in this gourd can help him prolong his life for at least one year, because the concentration of life force in it is much higher than that of ordinary life spring water.

"Don't worry about it, welcome to come again next time." The old man knew that Qianxuan and the others did not belong here, so he didn't ask to stay. He shook his hand to express his rejection without even looking at the gourd that Qianxuan handed over.

"Old man, I'll just leave the things here, so don't refuse. We'll leave like this, and you can entertain the guests well. Let's not pass it by now." Qian Xuan flicked his hand lightly, and the gourd in his hand landed safely on the table On, and then ready to turn and leave.

"Okay, I'll see you off." The old man walked forward, ready to see off Qianxuan and others.

"No need, old man, entertain your guests well. We're going to leave after we wander around the village again. I won't bother you old man." Qianxuan chuckled lightly, and stepped forward to stop the old man.

The eyes of the two soul masters looking at Qianxuan were also condensed. Just because Qianxuan threw the gourd just now, they knew that Qianxuan's strength was not simple.

"Uncle Wan, sit down and rest, let us two brothers take them shopping, we will come to see you later."

"Then it'll be hard on you two."

After the two soul masters helped the old man aside to rest, they turned around and prepared to take Qianxuan and the others out for a stroll.

Qianxuan did not refuse, Qianxuan has a good impression of these two soul masters, no matter how they behave in the world, they have not changed because of their strength, and they are not attracted by money, they are rare honest people.

"Little brother, you look very familiar. I wonder what your name is? Have we met somewhere?" One of the soul masters asked just after leaving the house.

Qianxuan smiled without saying a word, and did not answer, but said: "The two of you should lead the way. If you are destined to meet next time, I will tell you your name. This trip will be hard for you two."

Although Qianxuan knew the two of them, he didn't know their names, they came and went, and to Qianxuan they were just passing through.

When the two of them saw that Qianxuan was unwilling to answer him, the confusion on their expressions became even more intense. It was clear that the young man in front of them felt familiar, but no matter how they thought about it, there was no corresponding face in their minds. , the two of them did not continue to ask any more questions.

Although it was only early in the morning, the Red Maple Village had already started to get bustling. For the annual Red Maple Festival, many villagers in the village had already gotten up and started preparing before dawn.

On the day of the Red Maple Festival, villagers in the village will wear a headband thorned with red maple leaves, representing their memory of the deceased. At noon, the villagers will hold a corresponding memorial ceremony at the square of the stele. There are also performances and various activities that continue until the evening before the entire memorial ceremony ends.