Inhumanity

It was a very inconspicuous little hole.

At a corner of the Dongshan Grottoes, which is not as eye-catching as the Xishan Grottoes, it is far away from the widely visited grottoes. Basically, no one will go to this location.

Even those who pass by occasionally will hardly notice this small hole.

The area is small, and the shape is irregular. There is nothing in the cave except for the pitted wall and a few handfuls of dust. There are also overgrown plants outside the cave.

Just like any naturally formed small cave.

Not to mention tourists, even tour guides rarely know this place.

However, they invited the gold medal tour guide with the deepest qualifications and the richest knowledge in the scenic spot.

He smiled and said, "You can actually recognize this is a grotto."

Lou Shechuan didn't answer the call, but just repeated his question.

The tour guide was really not interested in this small hole, but this very unenthusiastic customer rarely asked a question, so he naturally couldn't answer it.

He glanced at the small cave, and said casually: "This is the most controversial Buddhist cave in the grottoes, and it is not accurate to say that it is a Buddhist cave. The main reason is that everyone is still arguing whether this is a real Buddhist cave. "

The tour guide introduced the process of discovering the Buddha Cave: "It is some distance away from the grottoes. In theory, there should be no Buddha Cave. At the earliest time, it was covered with plants. The cave was covered and has not been discovered until later. The country began to pay attention to the protection of cultural relics, and in the process of protecting and researching the entire scenic spot, this small hole was discovered by accident."

"In the early days, everyone was not sure whether this was just an ordinary cave or one of the Buddhist caves. After research, it was speculated that there should be Buddha carvings here at the earliest. Through the detection of the soil, it is likely to be a Buddhist cave in the late Tang Dynasty. , but the situation in this cave is very strange. I don’t know why it is so far away from the grottoes, and the ancient Buddha statues usually have blessing meaning or political purpose. Only wealthy families or gentry are eligible, and there will be regular sacrifices and maintenance after it is carved, but this Buddha cave should have not been maintained after it was carved, and because the location is relatively remote, it has not been discovered, so it was carved early. Weathered away."

This small cave is really lackluster. There is neither much research material nor stories and legends to tell.

However, when the tour guide saw that the client rarely asked a question, he searched his guts and said everything he remembered.

"According to expert research, this small Buddha cave may have been carved by a private person. The sculptor probably did not have the qualifications to carve holes here, and he would not be able to worship and maintain it later. Moreover, according to the degree of weathering, even if there were Buddha statues inside , should also be carved very roughly."

The tour guide made a circle around the cave: "At present, there is a relatively high-accepted speculation that it should be that some civilians need to pray for some reason, but they have neither the qualifications to carve holes nor the ability to maintain sacrifices. A hole was dug far away from the grottoes, and there may not even be a Buddha statue."

Fang Sui rested his chin in one hand. Compared with the previous legends of various caves, this story has no bright spots and makes people drowsy.

But Lou Shechuan looked very interested, standing in front of the small hole, staring at it for a long time.

Even the tour guide couldn't help laughing: "It's a bit far away from the Buddhist Caves. Whether it's general research or sightseeing, you won't count this cave. You are the first guest I have ever received. found here."

"Really?" Lou Shechuan finally moved his eyes away from the cave, and responded lightly.

"Since they are all for blessing, why should they be divided into high and low?" he said.

The tour guide was momentarily dumbfounded.

Fortunately, Lou Shechuan didn't ask him to answer, after saying this, he pulled Fang Sui's hand: "It's over, let's go."

"Oh." Fang Sui breathed a sigh of relief, and before leaving, he subconsciously looked back at this small hole hidden by vines and forgotten by the world.

The tour guide had finished their work and was going to send them to the parking lot, but Lou Shichuan refused: "We can walk around on our own."

So He Fang and the two walked and watched all the way, and finally stopped on the Longmen Bridge across the Yihe River.

Fang Sui propped his elbows on the fence, and rested his chin: "Uncle Lou, don't you like this place?"

"No, I like it very much." Lou Shechuan replied, looking sideways at him, "Why do you say that?"

"I think you ignored the tour guide the whole time, as if you were not interested." Fang Sui curled his lips.

"It's not that I'm not interested." Lou Shechuan patiently explained to him, "However, the history has long been annihilated, and what the tour guide said is just the speculation of future generations. Listen to it casually, but don't take it too seriously."

"Then you still asked the story of that small hole so seriously in the end?" Fang Sui keenly discovered the contradiction.

"Well—" Lou Shechuan thought for a while before saying, "Because I think it's a Buddhist cave with a story."

Fang Sui narrowed his eyes slightly, with an unfathomable expression on his face: "I think you are the uncle with a story!"

"When people are alive, of course there are stories." Lou Shechuan stood beside him and put his hands on the fence, "You will also leave your stories."

Fang Sui couldn't help complaining: "Then my story should be boring."

吃喝玩乐，斗鸡走狗，以及一堆不怎么好听的花边新闻。

It is no more worthy of praise than other rich second generations in history.

Lou Shechuan didn't judge his life, but just looked at him with an unusually gentle voice: "Then do you like this kind of life?"

Of course I like it!

Fang Sui shouted in his heart.

Carefree, you can do whatever you want, you don't need to run around for life, and you don't need to live anxiously about the future.

It can be said to be a perfect life.

Even if he has been warned that it is wrong not to seek self-improvement since he was a child, even if his father tried every means to train himself to be an elite, he still couldn't change his mind.

You don't have to run around all your life, you can enjoy a relaxed life, even if your life is mediocre, what does it matter?

Fang Sui really didn't understand why everyone wanted him to be successful.

Speaking of which, since he could remember, Lou Shechuan was actually the first person he met who didn't teach himself to be better every day.

Before, he was determined to confront Lou Shechuan, and he had only a mediocre impression of him, and he had never carefully considered his attitude.

Thinking about it right now, it reminded him of things that he usually ignored.

Obviously he was with his father, and the person who came to teach him in name, but never made any demands on him.

Fang then realized belatedly that this seemed unusual.

He pursed his lips, and it was rare that he didn't yell at others about his views on life. Instead, he hesitated for a moment and asked, "How about you, Uncle Lou?"

"Huh?" Lou Shechuan didn't quite understand his question.

"Do you like my life?" Fang Sui asked.

At the beginning, he felt that Lou Shechuan was playing hard to get, and that there must be a backhand behind all kinds of connivance towards him.

But at this moment, he suddenly discovered that Lou Shechuan was really letting himself go, without any backup, without any expected severe teaching, and forcibly correcting him.

He actually followed him all the way, and never had any reluctance.

So why?

It was because of his stubbornness and laxity that made him feel hopeless.

Simply ignore it?

For the first time, Fang Sui had doubts about his life plan.

What a wonderful life to do nothing!

But if even Lou Shichuan doesn't like it, he doesn't even bother to "reform" himself.

He suddenly wondered whether such a life could keep him happy forever.

Lou Shechuan looked at him with calm eyes: "The most important thing is that you like it, that's enough."

Fang Sui was dissatisfied with this answer, he kicked his feet, as if casually: "You must not like it, people say that you live like a soldier, with strict discipline and high self-demand, you and I... It's very different..."

"Because I can't..." Lou Shechuan paused for a moment, after all, he didn't say anything later, he just avoided the important things and said, "I just... have something I must do."

Fang Sui smiled lightly, seeming to be a bit self-deprecating: "Everyone seems to have something they have to do, but I don't."

"Isn't that good?" Lou Shechuan didn't understand his depression at this time, since he saw him, this was the life he had been pursuing, "I don't need to think about anything, I don't need you to do it, Wouldn’t it be nice to just live the life you want to live?”

Fang Sui shrugged, and finally responded in a neutral manner: "Well, this is very good."

"However, Uncle Lou, what kind of person do you like?" He blinked, with the familiar innocent expression again.

"Huh?" Lou Shechuan was a little surprised by this question, and didn't quite understand for a while, "What do you mean by liking?"

方随：==果然是没有交过女朋友啊！

Innocent old otaku!

However, Fang Sui, who has been with countless handsome men and beautiful women, doesn't know how to explain it: "That's the kind of love!"

Lou Shechuan's expression was still puzzled.

Then the two stalemate.

After a while, it was Lou Shechuan who broke the silence first.

The main reason is that the atmosphere is a bit weird and slightly embarrassing.

"I haven't thought about this question, but..." He cast his eyes into the distance, the end of Yishui that he couldn't see, "I used to have a very good friend. , I especially admire, especially... the one who can't let go of it is probably him."

Fang Sui's heart trembled slightly, with a little imperceptible noise.

As if being suppressed by something, but unwilling to jump out.

His smile was a little stiff, but because he looked down at the river, he was not noticed: "What kind of person is he?"

Lou Shechuan pondered over his vocabulary for a long time, and seemed uncertain how to describe this friend. After a long time, he finally picked out an adjective that he thought was more pertinent.

"He was a very hard-working man."