Tian Yuan

Green mountains and green waters, the scenery is beautiful.

Beside the stream, there is a simple thatched hut, a small fenced yard, and some vegetables are planted.At the corner of the courtyard, there is a well with a wooden barrel beside it.

A man in coarse linen was sitting on a low stool in the yard, holding a book in his hand, and was reading it intently.

On the ground beside him, there was a hoe stained with mud and dust, and dry firewood neatly piled up.

Since Lu Nanxian lost his cultivation, he has been living here, self-sufficient, and will not starve to death.

For other practitioners, becoming a mortal is worse than death.But for Lu Nanxian, he was a mortal body, who learned the Tao through reading and embarked on the road of Taoism.

Now, it's just a return to the original life, lost cultivation, but ended up in a quiet, ordinary is a blessing.

Reading and learning is a kind of interest and an attitude towards life.

Regardless of whether it is useful or not, Lu Nanxian will never give up, put his love on the mountains and rivers, and cultivate his sentiments.

"Da da da......"

Today, a visitor came to visit, disturbing Lu Nanxian's peaceful life.

The person who came was not Chen Qingyuan, but some practitioners watching the excitement.

The former Lu Nanxian was a legendary figure in the Confucian school and was highly anticipated.Because of his appearance, he blocked the path of the Confucianism and Taoism.

In comparison, the so-called Tianjiao looks bleak.

Rumor has it that the top leaders of the Confucian sect decided to select a contemporary leader, and Lu Nanxian was impressively on the list.

It's a pity that something went wrong during Lu Nanxian's retreat, and his cultivation was completely destroyed, and he ended up in the situation he is today.

"He's really useless!"

"Originally, he was just an ordinary scholar, lucky enough to embark on the road of cultivation. Now, he is just returning to his original form, and he was beaten back to his original form all of a sudden."

"God favored him, but he himself is too useless to grasp it."

Many people stood outside the thatched hut, looking at Lu Nanxian without hesitation. The discussion was very loud, and they were not afraid of being heard by Lu Nanxian.

Anyway, Lu Nanxian lost his former status and strength, so there is no need to be afraid.

The most important thing is that Lu Nanxian became a monk half way without any background.He became a mortal, and those high-level officials who had shown favor to him naturally alienated and stopped paying attention.

Listening to everyone's discussion, Lu Nanxian didn't care. He looked down at the contents of the book, frowning from time to time, thinking about whether what was written in the book was right or wrong.Sometimes the corners of the mouth rise, presumably it is to solve the doubts in my heart and find the answer.

The world ridicule, what to do with me.

If you feel unhappy because of other people's few words, how can you calm down and read a book.

Moreover, similar situations have happened many times, and Lu Nanxian has long been used to it.

When you are superior, your colleagues will flatter you, compliment you, and dare not offend you no matter how bad you are.

When you fall from the altar, those people in the past will change their faces. The stench of human nature is really ridiculous.

"Nothing to see, let's go!"

These monks sneered a few times, turned and left.

Even if Lu Nanxian is no longer a Confucian monk, he has made some contributions to the Confucianism after all.No one dared to bully Lu Nanxian on the face of it, at most it was just a few words of ridicule, in order to satisfy the distorted sense of accomplishment in his heart.

As night fell, Lu Nanxian put down his books and prepared to chop firewood for cooking.

If you become a mortal, of course you have to eat two meals a day.

Why not three meals, it is because there is no such condition.

While cooking, another person came from outside the courtyard.

This time, it was Chen Qingyuan and Chang Ziqiu.

Hearing the sound of footsteps, Lu Nanxian didn't turn his head back and concentrated on lighting the fire.

"Brother, we passed by here, we are suffering from hunger and cold, can we make more food?"

Chen Qingyuan opened the courtyard door familiarly and walked in.

It is not so much a courtyard gate as it is a wooden board.When the wind blows, the door panel shakes and "creaks".

Seeing Chen Qingyuan's appearance like this, Chang Ziqiu's mouth twitched slightly, and he said to himself: "Just like you, you still want to keep a low profile."

What's more, Chen Qingyuan's excuse was too fake.

suffer hunger and cold?

Who would believe it!

Believe it or not, I don't care what happened to Chen Qingyuan.

Someone broke in, and Lu Nanxian finally stopped ignoring it and looked back.

Looking at Chen Qingyuan, who was close at hand, he had never seen it before, but there was an inexplicable sense of familiarity, and he did not know where it came from.

Originally, Lu Nanxian felt a little unhappiness in his heart, but after seeing Chen Qingyuan, he wiped it away, and asked plainly: "We don't have much food at home, so we can only cook some porridge."

"Ok, thank you very much."

Chen Qingyuan thanked with a smile, and then introduced himself: "I'm Li Si."

"..."

Lu Nanxian opened his mouth, feeling a little speechless.

I have lost my cultivation, not my mind is stupid.

This name sounds like a pseudonym, it's too fake!

"That person is..." At this moment, Lu Nanxian shifted his gaze to the person standing outside the door, dressed in black, with a stern face, somewhat familiar.

After thinking for a while, Lu Nanxian found the corresponding person in his memory.

Chang Ziqiu, one of the Ten Heroes of the Northern Wilderness, once caused a great disturbance at the Baimai Feast, a top swordsman.

"Since you're here, come in and sit for a while!"

Lu Nanxian said loudly to Chang Ziqiu outside the door.

"Yes." Chang Ziqiu nodded slightly and walked slowly.

After looking around for several eyes, there is no place to sit!

Chen Qingyuan didn't dislike it, so he just moved a wooden stake over, sat down, and waited quietly for food.

Chang Ziqiu was not a hypocritical person, so after hesitating for a while, he also found a stake and sat down.

Soon, Lu Nanxian cooked two bowls of porridge and placed them on the table.

In the dark night, the faint moonlight shone on the ground, allowing people to see things slightly.Lu Nanxian lit an oil lamp, which became brighter and dispelled the darkness around the table.

Of the two bowls of porridge, one was given to Chen Qingyuan, and the other was naturally kept for himself.

As for Chang Ziqiu, he sat on the side eagerly, hesitating to speak, which was rather embarrassing.

"What about mine?"

After a moment of silence, Chang Ziqiu looked at Lu Nanxian and asked.

"Do you need to eat this?"

Lu Nanxian recognized Chang Ziqiu, so how could he cook for him? This is not a waste of food.

"He doesn't need it either!"

Chang Ziqiu pointed to Chen Qingyuan who was drinking porridge beside him, this kind of discrimination was too obvious.

"He begged for food from me, so I won't give it."

Lu Nanxian could guess that since this ordinary-looking "Li Si" could walk with Chang Ziqiu, he must not be an ordinary person.

"He will give you what he wants?"

Chang Ziqiu expressed dissatisfaction with this.

It wasn't about a bowl of porridge, but Chen Qingyuan's expression of being very displeased with drinking porridge, as if he had tasted the delicacy in the world.

"Can't you?"

Lu Nanxian asked back.

Chang Ziqiu was speechless.

Ok!

After all, I have no personality charm, and it is more appropriate to keep my mouth shut.

"Brother, you grow so many vegetables in your yard, don't you want to fry a plate for me?" Chen Qingyuan drank more than half of the bowl of porridge, and said softly: "Just drinking porridge is a bit tasteless."