Cultivation from entry to abandonment

After a while, Jiang Fuqing looked away, turned around, lowered his head halfway, smiled, and said, "It's because I and Bai Chuji look alike. Bai Chuji is dead, tell him before he dies, never leave me. "

Liu Bu'an only thinks that love and love are just asking for trouble.A wise man does not fall in love.Liu Bu'an said casually: "I don't know what you look like." After that, he felt bored, and then went to read the remaining half of the book.Jiang Fuqing was left alone to think hard.Separation of love is bitter, resentment and hatred will be bitter.Putting Gautan bluntly is a reckless ①.

Jiang Fuqing frowned and thought for a long time, and suddenly thought why Shang Mingqian knew he was here?Not surprised to see him alive?Could it be that Shang Mingqian has been secretly observing his whereabouts and knowing his every move?Thinking of this, Jiang Fuqing felt chills down his spine, became suspicious, and stared at the little black cat, Moji, who had just run back from the outside in a daze.Mo Zhi walked into the room lightly, and turned his head away from Jiang Fuqing's gaze.

Shang Mingqian left quickly, with a bit of anger in him, before he knew it, the sky was getting late and the sun was setting.He walked by a pond and saw an old man in a coarse jacket, sitting on a low stool, fishing with a rod in his hand.Beside him is a bamboo basket and a bamboo hat.It was getting late, but he was not in a hurry, leisurely.His leisure was in stark contrast to his restlessness.Shang Mingqian walked past him quickly, but the old man stopped him: "Young man, you have a lot of time, why bother to be impatient?"

Shang Mingqian stopped and turned to look at him.Xin Dao, this old man looks like an old man, but he may not be as old as himself. It seems premature to call him a young man at this moment.He was already suffocating anger in his heart, and wanted to argue, but he opened his mouth but didn't say anything, knowing that he shouldn't argue with him, he lifted his leg and was about to leave.

The old man seemed to have seen his thoughts, and slowly said: "Although you are a monk, you don't look old, and hundreds of years have passed in a hurry, just like in the past. How can I be in such a late mood? Why don't you and I chat a little, Maybe it suddenly becomes clearer, enlightening."

Hearing his open-minded words, Shang Mingqian didn't rush anyway, so he also sat down on the stone beside him and said, "I would like to hear good opinions."

The old man smiled slightly, and brushed a snow-white beard. His forehead was already deeply wrinkled, and when he smiled, it seemed that the wrinkles became deeper.He looked at Shang Mingqian for a long time, and said to the point, "Are you having trouble with your wife?"

Shang Mingqian was startled, and blurted out, "How did you see that?"

The old man smiled without saying a word, then turned his head to adjust the position of the fishing rod, and said in detail, "When I was young, I used to talk back to my wife, and even fought violently. One day, I got angry and broke my wife. Her favorite glass bracelet made her so angry that she packed her things and went back to her mother's house overnight. She ignored me for half a year."

"What happened later?" Shang Mingqian asked.

The old man recalled, and said: "I wasted a lot of energy. I was shopping and paying for things. She only cared about weaving, and the room was full of the sound of the loom. Whenever I want to talk, She stepped on the pedal hard on purpose to drown out my voice. So I stayed at my husband’s house and pestered her to talk every day.”

"Did that lady forgive you?" Shang Mingqian asked again.

The old man shook his head, smiled again, and said: "Later she still ignored me. Then I came up with an idea and pretended to have cut my hand with a sickle. I wrapped a thick gauze on my finger, which made her feel so distressed. In the end, I had no choice but to go home with me." When he said this, he was very complacent and laughed again.

"Your Madam's heart is attached to you, so I can't bear it." Shang Mingqian sighed, and then said, "It's just that I'm different. He doesn't like me. There is a monster living in my body. If there is something wrong, it will come out to fight for you." The bad side. He is also often injured by this monster. It must be extremely disgusting."

The old man shook his head and said, "People's hearts are made of flesh. You have feelings for him, but he may not have no intentions for you. Why bother to be alone, in a dilemma? You don't tell him, but he doesn't know, and the good time is wasted for no reason."

Shang Ming thought about it, and then humbly asked for advice: "He is a doctor, so I'm afraid he won't pretend to be sick. Is there any other way for the old man?"

The old man hated him for being a piece of wood, so he patted his thigh and said, "You are always looking forward to the future! Think about a thousand ways tonight, and you will still sell tofu in the Ming Dynasty. For fishing, you throw the erbium out first, and there will naturally be volunteers." Take the bait."

Shang Mingqian nodded thoughtfully.At this time, an old woman staggered over with a walking stick in the distance, walked to the side of the old man, bent down to look at the fish basket, stretched out her hand and shook it twice, then turned her head and poked the old man twice with the walking stick, angrily Said: "You caught such a small fish in one afternoon, didn't you?"

The old man kept complaining, and blocked it with his hands while wailing, "Old lady, save me some face!"

The old lady turned her head, looked at Shang Mingqian, and said to Shang Mingqian: "He, he just sits here and teaches others how to chase wives when he has nothing to do. It makes him look like a lover, don't listen to his nonsense .”

"But I did chase you back." The old man said unconvinced.

The old woman swung her cane and knocked, cursing, "You're quite proud, aren't you? You're old and disrespectful!"

Shang Mingqian took a step back, leaving them enough room to play, and smiled again.Although it is an ordinary family, there is a warmth that cannot be concealed.At this time, the old man took out a red flower from behind, handed it to the old woman, and said, "Don't be angry, don't be angry. Next time, don't chat with others."

The old woman took the flower and said angrily, "If you don't catch eight fish today, don't go back."

The old man scratched his head, stole a glance at Shang Mingqian, and shook his head helplessly.

Although Shang Mingqian watched a white play, the gloom in his heart was swept away, and he had an idea in his heart.

……

On this day, Jiang Fuqing was arranging medicinal materials in the yard, when he suddenly saw Shang Mingqian walking over from a distance, his face was pale, and his hands kept pressing on his chest, it seemed that he had suffered some serious injuries.Jiang Fuqing was startled, he was so frightened that he couldn't even hold the medicinal materials firmly, and quickly ran towards him, grabbed his arm, and asked anxiously, "What's wrong with you?"

Shang Mingqian held his heart, spat out a mouthful of blood from his side, the corners of his lips were stained bright red by the blood, frowned, and said weakly: "I'm fine."

Jiang Fuqing looked at the pool of blood and was shocked. He helped him to sit down on the stone bench in the yard, and complained, "Are you okay? Someone is about to die, okay?" After that, Jiang Fuqing Hastily took his hand to check his pulse.

Shang Mingqian pulled out his hand, turned his head to the side and coughed twice, and said, "I'll be fine after a short rest."

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①——Explanation and Discrimination

②——Feng Menglong "Awakening the World and Constant Words"