It was near the beginning of December, it was cold and cold in western Hubei, and the cold wind was blowing from the south. It was desolate all the way. Coupled with the problem with my hands, I felt very depressed.
Because we were in a hurry and Jinping was very close to western Hubei, Zamao Xiaodao and I arrived at Badong County at the southern foot of Shennongjia ahead of schedule. We stayed in this small town with a long history for two days before we arrived.
When Zhao Zhonghua arrived, the rag collector was a little embarrassed when he saw us looking anxious. He shook hands with us and said that he had a lot of things going on there recently, so he came late.
When asking for help from someone, we naturally can’t find fault with them, so we naturally said it’s okay. The scenery here is beautiful, so we should just “read thousands of books and travel thousands of miles” to increase our knowledge. Zhao Zhonghua chuckled, and then looked at Zamao with some surprise.
Xiaodao said that Daoist Xiao had his head shaved, leaving a short haircut. He looked strange and uncomfortable, as if he had become a different person.
When it comes to this matter, Zamao Xiaodao is also full of complaints.
He was injured in a mess on Houting Yazi and Xiantian. There were wounds everywhere. Unfortunately, he was so dizzy with fever that not only did his hair get cut, but his lower body was also skinned. When he woke up,
The flowing long hair on his head has become a thing of the past, and just thinking about it brings a pack of sad tears. Fortunately, his injury was caused by the poison of golden silkworm Gu, and there were no scars on his face, so it doesn't count.
Broken appearance.
Master Tao is not like me. He already looks ugly. If he has a few more scars, he really can’t stand it anymore.
Because of the matter of skin preparation, Zamao Xiaodao was laughed at by me countless times, so I was too embarrassed to mention it again. I made a few complaints and then started to ask him about his master. Zhao Zhonghua said that his master Wan Sanye was very particular.
A Taoist who is indifferent and inactive, does not communicate very deliberately and pretends to be fake. Therefore, since the big incident in 1999, he has retreated to the second line and has rarely contacted the master. It has been nearly ten years. This time
I also found a reason to see him.
But it doesn't matter, his master now lives in a forest in Yesanguan Town, and he knows the place.
I'm a little surprised. Master and apprentice haven't seen each other for ten years, and they can't even talk on the phone?
Zamao Xiaodao nodded. This is indeed the case for some Taoist sects. Laozi, the founder of Taoism, once said in the Tao Te Ching that "neighboring countries look at each other, the sound of chickens and dogs hear each other, and the people will not interact with each other until they grow old and die." This is what they advocate
There are many people who deliberately follow this kind of state of mind, such as Mr. Ouyang Zhijian, who has never seen his teacher Mr. Zhang Yannian again since he became a teacher.
I nodded to express my understanding. Zhao Zhonghua pondered for a while, and then gave us vaccinations. He said that he only wanted to give the old man a look this time. As for whether he could be completely cured, it would depend on the situation.
, don’t place too much hope, lest you be disappointed when the time comes.
I smiled bitterly and said that I knew that although the pain in my hand was painful, it would still not lead to my death. When the attack occurred, I would recite Buddhist sutras and mantras as a way to sharpen my mind. But recently, there was a shadow in my heart, and I felt like I had become "Journey to the West"
The popular Yudi brother in the middle was particularly unlucky, and he had to go through 99-81, so he tried to find a way to get rid of him, that is, to achieve peace and quiet.
Zhao Zhonghua laughed loudly and said, Lu Zuo, Lu Zuo, you are so open-minded. You have a huge scar on your head, and you do have a sense of heroism.
It was noon when we met. Zhao Zhonghua was busy with work and hungry, so he found a restaurant for a quick meal and then took a bus to Yesanguan.
The road condition was good, and it took almost an hour to get from the county seat to the town. Along the way, we were listening to Zhao Zhonghua tell us about the glorious deeds of his master Wan Sanye.
The momentum of the pulpit.
Zhao Zhonghua told us that he grew up in Cangzhou, Hebei Province, a place with strong folk customs. He came from a martial arts family and learned martial arts well at an early age. However, when he was eleven years old, he was alone because of a bet with his childhood friend.
I ran to the cemetery outside the village to squat and exercise my courage. Unexpectedly, there happened to be a lonely ghost who had been wronged. He was angry and refused to return to the Youfu. Because his mind was washed by the evil wind, he lost his mind.
His nature was attached to him, and he became frail and sickly from then on, lingering on the sick bed.
When Mr. Wan Sanye was carrying a soul-calling flag and visited their village, he saw that his house was full of black air, so he waved the flag in and lured away the evil spirit.
After Zhao Zhonghua recovered, he felt that this thing was many times more mysterious than the martial arts he was obsessed with, so he begged Wan Sanye bitterly to accept him as his disciple.
I have said before that when embarking on the path of spiritual practice, the master is the most important, and what matters most is the word "fate".
But Zhao Zhonghua and Wan Sanye don’t have much of a fate. They are just a relationship between saving people and being saved. However, apprenticeship depends on the person. Some people are strong-willed and will never accept people who are destined, such as me (because there is no one)
What can be taught?); some are not. Zhao Zhonghua followed Mr. Wan San with the love-making tactics of stalking, but the old man became soft-hearted and agreed.
After that, Zhao Zhonghua said goodbye to his parents and elderly people at home, and traveled north and south with Mr. Wan Sanye, learned a lot of skills, and later joined the relevant departments.
Zhao Zhonghua respected Mr. Wan Sanye as a leader and always called him "mentor".
The so-called teacher means preaching, imparting knowledge and solving doubts, which is like recreating something.
Zhao Zhonghua sighed, saying that he had been following Mr. Wan San for ten years, but he had only learned some superficial things, and his skills were not one-tenth as good as his master's. Although there was some family background, he was already very satisfied.
He told us that Mr. Wan San had three apprentices, one was his youngest son and the other was his nephew. He, Zhao Zhonghua, was the third and only disciple with the same surname. This also shows his luck.
But I was sighing in my heart: The reason why our craftsmanship is not as good as the last generation is not only because of the Dharma Ending Age, but also because of the issue of inheritance. Many people always keep one hand and cannot pass it on unless they are blood, resulting in the loss of many old things.
, only some legends are left for people to mourn.
And there are many country folk who have picked up some old millet and rotten sesame seeds, cheated, and ruined their reputation. Finally, to this day, fewer and fewer people believe it.
It's gone, it's gone.
The real era of large-scale industry is coming, and we will be crushed by the rolling wheels of history and left far behind.
Compared with a small mountain town like Dadunzi Town, which is small and sparsely populated, Yesanguan Town can be regarded as a small town. Because railways, expressways, national highways, and provincial highways crisscross each other, its transportation is accessible in all directions and its hub location is prominent.
, there are many shops in the main town area, and there are many high-rise buildings, but the streets are busy with traffic, making it a little crowded.
Three-wheeled trucks, tractors, double-cabs, cars, off-road vehicles, noodles... all kinds of vehicles were crowded together, creating a severe traffic jam.
We got off the minibus and did not stop in the town. Instead, we directly found a van. Zhao Zhonghua gave us an address and headed there again.
The car started and drove out of the crowded town, and the scenery suddenly became brighter. Our eyes, which were dizzy from the honking of the horn of the previous vehicle, were filled with white clouds, red leaves, and frost-stained forests.
It is verdant green. Twenty minutes' drive from the south of the town, there is also a charming mountain lake with clear water, like the moon, which is quite charming.
The car drove south for another ten minutes, then turned onto another rural road, and finally stopped in front of a farmyard on the side of the road.
There is a surging river in front of the farmhouse compound, and behind it are lush mountains and forests. The mountains are rolling and you can't see the edge.
In terms of Feng Shui, this is an excellent place for living water to generate wealth.
There are no households around the farmyard, but a single building with local characteristics. There is a farmhouse sign on it. There is a fish pond and a large courtyard. There are some cement pillars erected there with many clinging to them.
Dry grape vines.
It's a pity that it's not the season, otherwise the bunches of green and purple grapes would be very tempting.
After settling the bill with the van driver, Zhao Zhonghua took us into the courtyard of the farmhouse. He shouted a few times and then a woman in her forties or fifties came out. Zhao Zhonghua held the gifts he had prepared in advance.
When he saw her, he called her sister-in-law. The woman was stunned for a moment, then remembered, and warmly greeted us to sit down on the stone bench in the courtyard, and then exchanged greetings with Zhao Zhonghua.
Through conversation, I learned that this woman is the eldest daughter-in-law of Mr. Wan San. She usually takes care of the business of the store and is a real ordinary person.
As for the old man, he lives in a wooden house behind the mountain forest and rarely comes out.
Knowing our purpose of coming, Mr. Wan San's eldest daughter-in-law waved her hand and said that it was a bad time for you to come. The old man did not go out on weekdays and lived in seclusion in the mountains and forests, living in isolation, but today
In the morning, my man's cousin came to him and said that something happened to the child and asked the old man to help him take a look. So he went to the neighboring village in the morning and he hasn't come back yet? Are you in a hurry? If not, you can go fishing here.
, you can come back in the evening.
Zhao Zhonghua asked what happened?
She replied that she didn't know. After the old man and the uncle came out of the hut in the forest, they didn't say much and hurried away without knowing whether they would come back or not. Zhao Zhonghua asked if there was a phone number? Answer: No
, the old man hates electronic products the most, where would he use those things?
Zhao Zhonghua pondered for a while, then turned back to discuss with us, saying, how about we go over and look for it?
We nodded and said yes. Wan Sanye's eldest daughter-in-law called into the house, "Little Butt, Little Butt..." A little kid ran out. It was her granddaughter, named Wei Meimei, and asked her to take us to her uncle's house in the neighboring village.
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The village is not far from here, only a few miles away, so we walked all the way, following this girl called Little Butt.
It didn't take long for us to see the village. There was a large bamboo forest in front of the village, and there were several people inside. We were stunned, and then the girl shouted "Go high..." and ran towards the bamboo forest.