Chapter 45: The Abandoned Disciple's Hate, Life and Death
I calmed down and thought that Mr. Xu was going to tell me that he was my great-uncle. However, I never expected that he and my great-uncle Xu Banggui, who died tragically in the mountains, would actually have such a relationship. I was a little surprised at the moment.
The ground whispered: "How is this possible?"
Seeing my fierce reaction, Mr. Xu smiled calmly and said: "You wouldn't have guessed it. Even though I have lived in Southeast Asia for a long time, if I trace my roots back to my roots, I was also born as a cowherd boy in a Miao village in the mountains of Jinping County, Qianzhou Province. Leave
Dunzhai has been around for almost a century. Now that I think about it, the mountains and water there, the smell of rapeseed flowers in the wind, and the friends who grew up playing together are really the most beautiful things in my life.
Memories! What a pity..."
He spoke in a melancholy tone, paused here, then drank a cup of tea, and asked me: "Did you know that your master Xu Banggui and I came from the same school, and the master was the one who was very powerful in Miao territory back then?"
The Gu King of Han, Luo Shiba?"
I nodded and said that I had indeed heard people talk about the fact that my grand master was Luo Shiba, but to be honest, I didn’t know what kind of person he was. I just heard that he was very talented and very powerful.
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Mr. Xu nodded and said that more than just being talented, he was simply a genius and a genius on the road to spiritual practice. However, as for him, needless to mention his advantages, he also had a lot of shortcomings. He had a bad temper and a bad personality.
Stubborn, sometimes as pedantic as an elm pimple, sometimes as radical as a chicken's blood, narrow-minded, and intolerant of others... In short, he is not a perfect person, but a lunatic who is criticized!
When I heard Mr. Xu's extremely derogatory remarks, even though I had never interacted with Luo Shiba, I couldn't help but retort: "Mr. Xu, he is your master, how can you..."
Halfway through what I said, Mr. Xu laughed and said that I was not just telling the truth, he was just such a person, and no matter how successful he was, it could not change this fact; besides, I was probably the smartest among his disciples back then.
One of them, but it is a pity that just because of some differences in concepts, he actually expelled me from Dunzhai Miaogu because of hypocrisy. Therefore, I am no longer his disciple, but a person who will spend his whole life to surpass
To surpass his opponent - one day, I will defeat him openly, kick him away, and become the leader of the Miao Gu lineage in Thirty-sixth Cave of Miaojiang and Dunzhai!
When this legendary god who was so powerful in Southeast Asia talked about his past ideals with me, there was a divine light on his face, but it was really funny to me - with his power at the moment, it was like a municipal party committee secretary talking about my ideals.
It's so funny to be the village branch secretary of a certain village.
But when I saw the serious expression on his face, I didn't dare to laugh. I just reminded him that Taishizu seemed to have died at the bottom of Dongting Lake.
Mr. Xu said angrily: "Look, he is a bastard who insists on his own way. He always says some inexplicable words and does some weird things. As a result, he loses his own life and drags everyone else down.
Once he's in the water, he's just a delusional person, a wanton bastard!"
I don’t know what happened, but when I saw Mr. Xu criticizing his master like this, I felt that he might have been very powerful in cultivation and transcendent. However, the fact that he was expelled from the masters back then formed a knot in my heart. This
The knot kept him from letting go for the rest of his life, and he always wanted to prove that he was better than that person. However, after holding his breath, he realized that he had no chance at all.
This feeling of being punched on cotton is really depressing. Is it exactly what he has been feeling over the years?
I don’t understand the grievances of the previous generation, and I dare not speak. I just listen to Mr. Xu nagging bad things about Luo Shiba like Xianglin’s wife. All kinds of willful and hypocritical words portray Luo Shiba as a
He is even worse than Kang Youwei, a person with no reputation. I don't dare to argue with someone else. Anyway, it's not me who is talking about it. It just doesn't matter.
However, after hearing these words too many times, I always felt that the blood in my heart was constantly surging, and there seemed to be a kind of manic anger building up, as if the person Mr. Xu was scolding at the moment was me. Several times, I wanted to get up in arms.
Directly refute, say fuck, you are a traitor, what are you doing here, you are not a good bird yourself!
However, before these words were spoken, I stopped. Although Chi Limei said that I was the reincarnation of Luo Shiba, the past had been wiped out. Why should I have such a strong sense of substitution and just scold him? It was none of my business?
Mr. Xu said a lot of bad things about Tongluo Shiba and blackmailed his master. When he saw me sitting firmly on the Diaoyutai with a smile on my face, I was unmoved. He finally stopped talking and said apologetically:
"Little friend Lu Zuo, I'm sorry. Although Luo Shiba led me into this door of cultivation, his character was so bad that he killed my brothers and sisters who sympathized with each other. I couldn't help it for a while and said too much.
Don’t mind a few.”
I smiled slightly and said that the grudges of the older generation were too far apart and I had never experienced them, so it was difficult for me to express my attitude. But speaking of this, I should respectfully call you uncle.
I stood up straight, clasped my hands in my fists, bent my waist at ninety degrees, and saluted respectfully.
I once heard a saying that a man's maturity lies in whether he is good at compromising. Now I am trapped here and talk about my integrity and integrity. Not only is no one paying attention, but I might even use it as a poppy field.
If you don't have enough fertilizer, it's better to visit relatives, maybe you can get back to the road; to say the least, Mr. Xu's age and qualifications are here, and he deserves my respect.
Sure enough, seeing me acting like this, the smile on Mr. Xu's face became even more obvious. He accepted my visit calmly, then asked me to sit down and comforted him: "Little friend Lu Zuo, there is no need to be polite. According to my seniority, I am indeed
Your uncle, but since I have been kicked out of the door, there is no need to follow the logic of that guy Luo Shiba. You are one of the few young people I have ever seen who is eye-catching.
You are just like the little Buddha you were back then. It’s not bad for you and me to be a year-end friend. Okay, now that we’ve finished talking about the past, let’s talk about business.”
I responded respectfully and said, "Senior, please speak."
Mr. Xu touched his beautiful gray beard and said: "Let's get straight to the point, Lu Zuo. Frankly speaking, I admire you very much, even though you were once an enemy of Shanzang, a fool, and destroyed Sakulang's base.
It’s all gone, but I want to tell you, it doesn’t matter, ten good treasures are not as good as one you.”
He sighed and said: "Since Wang Luohe's master died of illness in the jungle twenty years ago, the inheritance of Miao Gu in Dunzhai has become weaker and weaker. Don't look at me. I have many disciples here, but those who can get the true inheritance, really
There are not many people. There are too many idiots in this world, but there are very few talented people. Sometimes I wonder if the water and soil in Dunzhai are so good that we are able to breed people like us.
?Haha, it’s a bit long-winded, okay, actually what I want to say is that now I am the one who makes the decision in Sakulang, and I need a successor, someone who can truly pass on my career and spirit. I have been waiting for a long time, and finally
When you come - I think you are the one I am waiting for, how about you join us?"
Mr. Xu's words are very tempting. Thousands of gold can buy horse bones. As long as I surrender to them, I will have the status of heir.
However, where in the world can there be such a good deal?
I am no longer a hot-headed kid. I naturally know that in such a huge organization, this uncle may have enough prestige, but if things are done unfairly, the consequences will definitely cause the entire organization to fall apart.
——Power cannot bring stability. Only by being fair and just, satisfying the interests of most people, and balancing this can we achieve true centripetal force and leadership.
For Sakurang, I have an unforgivable sin, but suddenly turned over and became their leader. Once such a thing happens, I estimate that some members will switch to Chinuka the next day. The more critical point is
, that is, for Mr. Xu who has practiced the "Eternal Zen", what is the use of having this heir?
Once the emperor is able to live a long life, isn't the matter of establishing a prince just a pastime for after-dinner teasing?
After thinking about this, I felt clear in my heart, but I didn't dare to show it on my face. Instead, I said with excitement: "How can this be possible? Thanks to my seniors for their respect, it's just that I have no merit and no reward. How could Lu Zuo be so virtuous?
How dare you accept such a great favor?"
Mr. Xu waved his hand and said don't worry. When my cousin Xu Banggui returned from Dongting, he should have brought back a book called "The Twelve Techniques of Suppressing the Mountains", which is an important text learned by the Miao Gu lineage in Dunzhai.
, although my style has been set and there is no need to learn anymore, this is the foundation of my Dunzhai Miao Gu. If I want to carry it forward, I must have this article. I wanted to find it back then, but I was too busy with work and had no time to get away.
, I wonder if your grandmother, Long Laolan, gave this book to you?
Sure enough, sure enough!
My heart was enlightened. I had said everything before, and everything was a foreshadowing for this moment. The twelve Dharma Doors are in my hands. This is a sure thing, and I can't deny it. At the moment, I am just reasoning. It's just a matter of getting me.
A fragment of the copy was later burned...
Mr. Xu stared at me with bright eyes, looked at me, raised the tea cup in his hand, and said calmly: "Okay, then you go back and write it down on paper. When it is completed, our agreement will be started."
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Since Mr. Xu had already toasted his guests, I did not dare to stay for long, so I stood up to say goodbye, and then respectfully left the small hall.
Ma Gui at the door had been waiting for me. When he saw me coming out, he asked me to wait. Then he went in and listened to the master's instructions. He came out and gave me a strange look, and then sent me back to the cell without saying anything more.
I returned to the cell just in time for dinner. Although the hot sweet potatoes were not filling, they made me feel more at ease than minced meat.
After dinner, I was going to chat with Master Datu, but he ignored me at all and meditated alone and fell asleep. I had no choice but to lie down on the bed to rest. I don’t know how long it took to sleep like this.
, I heard a commotion in the cell, opened my sleepy eyes, and heard someone shouting loudly: "You can't do this, we are guests invited by Mr. Xu!"
Hearing this voice, my tired spirit immediately perked up. Hey, why did these two bitches come in?