Chapter 98: Forgetfulness

Ye Fusheng did not go well on their way.
The invitations of the martial arts conference have already been sent to three mountains and four seas, and some sects on the rivers and lakes sent people to Wuxiang Temple. Therefore, on their way to Nishikawa, they met many people from the rivers and lakes. They were a mixture of ox, ghost, snake and god. The three teachings and nine classics were readily available. This made the master of the Xuan Su Shao Palace, who could not walk out of the gate, know the truth.
Many people are prone to friction. Along the way, they don't know how many times they have seen conflicts, big or small, some have met with evil demons outside the narrow path, and some have so-called spontaneous conflicts between the so-called famous decents. It is really a headache to watch.
The highest-ranked balance in the group was ignored, and Xinma kept her eyes closed to adjust her breath, and she didn't know how his divine horse was. He didn't turn him down and walked behind other people. , One step without falling behind.
Duan Heng didn't speak, and the two monks of Hengming and Hengyuan also had little business to do. Ye Fusheng held down some tentative elements, distracted him from the anecdotes of the South, the North, and the sea, and stopped all the way .
It is a good thing that Xuan Su has the heart of Chi Zi, but he is destined to be in a high position, and such simplicity will become a weakness.
His talent is excellent, but he has too little experience. There is no way for others to teach these things. He can only let him see and experience, and then realize it.
No stepping, no miles. (Note 1)
On the tenth day of the journey, a group of people arrived at Galan City in a riotous manner.
Xichuan is still Buddhism, and many towns are famous for their Buddhist culture. Galan City is located on the border between Xichuan and Zhongdu. Although it is a city, it is actually similar to a larger town.
Galan City is a logistics distribution center, and the resident population is not as good as business travelers. Therefore, there are many inn hotels in the city, which are more prosperous at night, full of traffic.
After passing the Galan City for more than a hundred miles is the Wenzen Mountain where Wuxiang Temple is located. Therefore, although it is not a busy time for business, the large and small inns in the city are almost full. The martial arts people who came from all directions almost occupied the city, and the grand occasion would be even more powerful than that of the original Shuishui Mountain Village.
Everyone finally found a big inn with vacancies and packed the last twelve rooms.
Duan Heng, as an elder, naturally has one room each, Hengming and Hengyuan, and Ye Fusheng takes Xie Li and Xuan Su into a room. The remaining nine rooms are crowded with three or four people each. A place to stay.
Ye Fusheng used to travel from south to north, and he was very familiar with the shop guys. He asked for several tables of meals, and one of them specially asked for vegetarian food. After quietly confirming the safety of his diet, he turned around and sat down, seeing the Duanheng chopsticks sitting on his head twirling sideways, and suddenly wanted to laugh.
The square table is quite large, with a thin and thin body, and the arms are naturally not long. The fish soup placed farther away cannot be touched. Ye Fusheng picked up an empty bowl, scooped six spoons, and placed it in front of Duanheng. The old man looked at him and turned his eyes.
Ye Fusheng didn't feel embarrassed. He went back and scooped a bowl for Xie Li. He clipped a piece of fried buns and slowly gnawed it, but Xuan Su stopped talking. After all, he didn't speak.
In fact, even if he didn't say it, Ye Fusheng felt it.
Duan Heng didn't like him very much, and along the way, this little old man was kind to Xuan Su, patient to Xie Li, and his disciples were more manageable. He only raised his nose and raised his eyes, even if he was angry, he would hate his nostrils Hum.
After using the food, everyone went back to their rooms to rest. Ye Fusheng looked at the sky too early, and saw that Xie Li ’s spirit was not bad. He simply prepared to take him out of the house. Ask for some news.
As soon as he crossed the threshold with one foot, Xuan Su caught up.
The young palace master is still dressed in a robe mask, but the elders are not around, and it is inevitable that there will be more youthful vigor. He walked beside Ye Fusheng and smiled, "You are going out? Take me all the way."
Ye Fusheng thought that this was the first time everyone had gone down the mountain and nodded.
On his left is Xuan Su, with Xie Li in his right hand. He is ignorant of the big one and the small one. It is strange to see some weird things. Ye Fusheng feels that he is not shopping, but is bringing the two babies to the market.
Ye Fusheng bought the osmanthus syrup for the two of them. Xie Li received a stress-free child. Xuan Su was silent for a moment and took it with his red ears.
Ye Fusheng felt that both of them were easy to take, and it was much cuter than Chu Xi, who was always going to have a temper tantrum.
However, when he thought of Chu Xiwei, he couldn't help but recall the thrilling words and the crazy kiss.
He missed ten years. The simple and petite apprentice had grown into a majestic adult. Not only did he describe a major change in his voice, but he also gave birth to a different city and thought.
These days Ye Fusheng thought about it, and did not understand when Chu Xiwei's thoughts on him changed.
What he didn't even understand was his own thoughts.
Being a teacher is not too shameful, and regardless of the unspeakable enmity and enmity between the two, the simple sentence "Master and apprentice" is likely to attract thousands of people.
Ye Fusheng can ignore it. Anyway, he didn't know how many people criticized him when he was taking pictures. Except for his dearest friends, the views of others were all ears and ears.
But he couldn't tolerate anyone poking the backbone of anything.
In fact, Chu Xiwei was only in his early twenties, but the road he had traveled was much more bumpy than others, and finally he climbed to a high position, but it was also on the cusp.
Even if Chu Xiwei never said a word, Ye Fusheng knew how difficult he was.
He should have cut the mess quickly, but whenever he remembered Chu Xiwei's last hug and trembling, he couldn't help but cut off this inseparable thought anyway.
The phrase "do not" is very light. If it is not good, it is easy to push a person standing on the edge of the cliff into the abyss.
What's more, when Chu Xiwei said those words, not only was there horror, but also an inexplicable surprise that rose from Ye Fusheng's heart.
Why was he surprised? Why are you happy?
The dilemma of one thought explains that, until now, let alone a mess, it is simply extending out of countless vines, entangled the two people together, it is difficult for anyone to break free.
"There is a tea house in front, it's better to sit down." Xuan Su's voice suddenly sounded, Ye Fusheng recovered, only to find that they had walked most of the street.
The warrior's uneasiness is a taboo, but Ye Fusheng's mood has become more and more fierce recently.
There was a sigh in his heart, a sharp pain in his head, but the pain came and went quickly, and only made his face pale.
But he was no stranger to this feeling.
The poison of the "Dream of Dreams", which had been depressed by Sun Minfeng before, began to cause trouble again and again under the arrogance of true energy and emotional ups and downs.
With his left hand clenched into a fist quietly, he took a deep breath and made himself awake, glancing at Xie Li looking up and laughing, "Alright."
Xuan Su smiled and stepped into the teahouse first.
This tea house has a good business. The first floor is full, and the guys lead them to the second floor. Although the Master Xuan Su Shao Gong had never been involved in the world, he couldn't stand too much money in the upper palace, so he simply asked for an elegant room. The window shows that there are lots of traffic and no unnecessary prying and interference.
After the refreshments were completed, there was no outsider in the whole room. Ye Fusheng gave Xie Li a piece of taro roll, and then smiled at Xuan Su: "Brother, do you have something to say?"
"There is Uncle Duanheng ... don't be annoyed." Xuan Su pours him a cup of tea. "Uncle Shi is very good. Although he is stricter, he always takes care of his juniors."
Ye Fusheng pretended to sigh: "Probably I have a bad place."
Xuan Su was really bluffed by him, glanced at Xie Li with all his ears raised, he considered the words, and said, "It's not you, Uncle Duan Heng ... It's just some care for the commander."
Ye Fusheng said, really.
Although he didn't think he loved each other, he shouldn't be a disgruntled face, and he met Duan Heng for the first time, not to mention grudges. The problem probably lies in his identity.
He recalled his "elopement", which he ridiculed casually, and then thought about clearing the word "yes". The whole person was suddenly lit by gossip desires and could not control the excitement.
Ye Fusheng tried not to make his expression too exaggerated, picked up the teacup to cover up the corner of his mouth, and sighed: "Master treats me as his own, and the debtor is justified, but it was not what my younger generation knew. Just a few more words, so that I know how to make up. "
Xuan Su coughed, and Xie Li also looked up, suddenly embarrassed by his ugliness.
Ye Fusheng held Xie Li's head melon with one hand, and Yuyu still looked at Xuan Su.
Xuan Su: "..."
He took a sip of tea and said with difficulty: "Actually ... I also listened to the older disciples, and maybe it was not true ..."
Ye Fusheng listened, and Xie Li held his breath.
"It is said that more than thirty years ago, Uncle Duanqing had some accidents while walking in the rivers and lakes, and my master took him back to sit and forget the peak, and ordered to ban the foot ..." Pause, Xuan Su touched his nose, "The result made With the help of Master Shenmen from Baiguimen, the teacher broke into the mountain gate, and went to Qingshuang Road from the Qingming Road to Fangshuangyuan. Uncle Shi also responded to her, and Uncle Duanheng they were going to stop them from going down the mountain, and they were ordered by the teacher ... "
His language was unclear, but anyone with a brain can think of how terrible the follow-up was for the Taishang Palace.
Xie Li: "..."
Ye Fusheng: "..."
Great, my master ... Your old man has finally played through the burning, looting and robbing, and is worthy of being a female bandit who sells his bones and bones.
Ye Fusheng doesn't want to lose his temper anymore. The old man didn't send him directly to see Master. He was already a good person.
He silently drank a cup of tea, looked down and stared blankly away, and kindly gave a piece of osmanthus cake: "Good, what did you hear?"
This breath resembled Shanmao's grandmother, Xie Li shook his neck and didn't pick up the sweet-scented osmanthus cake. He lay directly on the table and pretended to sleep. The person who knew the current situation was Junjie.
Ye Fusheng nibbled at the pastry slowly and said to Xuan Su, "This kid has a bright future."
Xuan Su: "..."
Although he hadn't met before, but from apprenticeship, he probably could think of what kind of person that senior Gu was before.
However, I was puzzled. Ye Fusheng was in a good mood. Seeing that the young palace master was still dumbfounded, he couldn't help but ask: "The Taishang Palace is a place of monasticism, so marriage is forbidden?"
Xuan Su shook his head: "No, although Taishang Palace is based on Taoism and needs self-cultivation, but it pays attention to being 'natural and comfortable'. As long as it does not violate the righteousness and morality, it will not cause too much discipline. "
Ye Fusheng was curious. Xuan Su saw his doubts and continued: "Although the Taishang Palace can't help disciples' marriage affairs, it's impossible for the disciples to pass on their disciples."
"why?"
Xuan Su thought for a while, and said, "The Supreme Supreme Supreme Heart Method" Wuji "has always been practiced for the disciples who are the masters of the heirs. This kind of practice is turned from cultivation to cultivation, and the state of mind has a great influence on the entry of skills. Therefore, in order to practice smoothly, practitioners have to go through three stages of experience: birth, entrance, and death. From the initial indulgence to the end of love, and then the love will be broken.
Ye Fusheng frowned.
Those who are too obsessed with emotions will be forgotten to the public and will not be moved by emotions or disturbed by emotions (Note 2).
"Daode Jing. Dao Pian. Chapter VII" has a cloud: "The heaven and the earth last for a long time. Those who can last for a long time, because they are not born, can live forever. It is based on the saint's body first, and outside the body. . Not because of its selflessness? So it can be made private. "
Can one really abandon all selfish thoughts and forget all seven emotions and six desires?
He remembered the description that Duanqing hadn't changed in decades, the man with white hair, and since the reunion, that face had never seen joys and sorrows, and even his speech did not fluctuate.
Ye Fusheng was horrified. He hadn't been questioned by his blunt question until this moment when the tip of the iceberg was uncovered.
But he remembered the branch of peach blossoms that Duanqing placed next to Gu Lifang, and he remembered the phrase "you feel at ease."
Duan Qing, can you really break the love? Not at all.
He thought in this room, and Xuan Su said: "It is said that when Senior Gu and Uncle Duanqing were in harmony, it was the critical moment for Uncle Shi to enter the country. He should have avoided the world and cleaned up as Master and Shizu said, but in the end It is still the same with Senior Gu, and it has been for many years. "
Ye Fusheng asked: "Does he ... will there be future trouble?"
"Naturally there is, but I don't know the details." Xuan Su nodded. "I just remembered that Master had asked Uncle Duan Qing when he was dying. , Xuan Su still smells in his ears. "
Ye Fusheng's hand clenched the cup and only listened to Xuan Su's words: "The bell of love, the body can't help itself; gain and loss, sorrow and joy, feel at ease in my heart."
Since ancient times, "love" has been compared, but those who do not know that desire is born of desire and desires, but the thing of love is like red dust and three thousand weak waters. It only takes a scoop to drink.
There are too many involuntarily to live in this world. Among them, it is the first, and it is hard to restrain yourself.
Ye Fusheng is accustomed to acting in every scene and appearance, even if there are some real feelings, in the end, there are more attachments than admiration, and in the end, it is often better than the world, and the hearts of people are changeable. Therefore, although he was so romantic, he didn't even touch him. He didn't say anything about cleansing himself, but he was deeply engulfed in love, so why bother?
He knew that Master and his mother-in-law had a deep relationship, but he still did not expect that the old man had gone for thirteen years.
A bell of love is the love of the heart, the sky is falling apart, and the personnel is nothing. As long as you and I have the same original intention, where is the end of the world?
Even if it is rare to get a white head, it is also two hearts and one place, which is most vivid.
He sat on the spot, the tea in his hand was cold, but the blood in his heart was boiling for no reason.
The body and mind are shaken, the mind is not, and only one person's voice echoes in the brain, the more clear it is-
"All my heart is born of you, but how can I afford to put it down?"

Note 1: From Xunzi's "Persuasion Study"
Note 2: From Jiang Shang's "Yin Fu Jing", the original text: "Forgetting Emotion and Going to the Public, Getting Emotion and Forgetting the Emotion, Not Moved by Emotions, Not Disturbed by Emotions. Heaven is the most private, and it is the most public. Qi. The root of life of the dead, the root of death of the dead. Grace is born of harm, harm to grace.