Mr. Ming had been focusing on his own affairs. It was not until after class that he looked towards Mr. Xie by the window.
A group of young students also followed Mr. Zhen Ming's gaze and suddenly saw Xie Fu.
Amidst the chorus of "Sir", people rushed to Xie Fu's side like wild horses, surrounding him, scrambling to express their joy and excitement.
"Sir, have you forgotten me?"
"Xiaoyun, Xiaoye, Xiaowu..."
Xie Fu clearly remembers the name of each student, just like when he was a student, he would remember the name of his mentor throughout his life.
Every little boy who was called by Xie Fu was as happy as if he had received the best gift. They hugged Xie Fu's legs, kissed Xie Fu's face, expressed their love and joy, and held Xie Fu's hand to say goodbye.
Gentlemen present their learning results.
Xie Fu had something urgent to do during his trip, and he was not willing to dampen the enthusiasm of these young students, so he responded to them one by one.
It wasn't until class time came that Mr. Ming asked them to go back to the classroom.
Xie Fu looked at the older but still clear old man in front of him, and said with a smile: "Sir, long time no see."
Ming Lao was the teacher of this group of young students, and also his teacher. He taught them the secret skills not taught by Confucianism and opened the door to martial arts for them.
Otherwise, even if there are masters like Chuyue and Duanmuci, Fu Xie will always be mediocre in the martial arts.
Ming Lao smiled and said, "I haven't seen you for only two or three years. You seem to have lived through half a lifetime and gone through many vicissitudes."
Xie Fu smiled and said, "Yes, it seems like more than half a lifetime has passed."
Ming Lao smiled: "The brightest life in life lasts only ten years, and most of all achievements are made in these ten years. The rest of the time will always be mediocre and mediocre."
He stretched out his hand to wipe the dust from Xie Fu's hair: "You are coming back in a hurry?"
Xie Fu smiled awkwardly: "I don't usually come to visit you, but I only see you sometimes when I come back."
"That's it. Why are young people squandering their good time on a useless old man like me?"
He shouted to the class: "In this class, you study by yourself, while I talk to you, Mr. Xie, about old times."
The sound of reading in the classroom immediately reminded me of the primary school student Lang Lang.
The two of them moved to the bamboo pavilion in the yard next door and sat down.
The morning sun slants into the pavilion, surrounded by green branches and pine trees.
Ming Lao burned charcoal and boiled water, and said proactively: "No one is missing. Mrs. Xie takes care of you. You don't have to worry about the Taiping School."
Xie Fu was confused: "Mrs. Xie?"
Ming Lao smiled and said: "The children call her Sister Gu."
Xie Fu gave a hazy smile: "It's Xianting. I haven't introduced it to you sir yet, so I didn't expect you two to know each other."
"Xian Ting is a very good woman. Thank you, Fu, for you to be able to marry such a wife. It is really a blessing that you have cultivated in your previous life."
"I and Xianting are of the same mind, which makes you laugh, Mr. Ming."
Because he married two wives, Heqing was his wife and Xianting was also his wife.
"The husband is like this, and the wife is like this, otherwise how could we get together? From the Immortal Court, we can see what kind of person you are, Xie Fu, Xie Fu, I saw the right person."
As soon as the water boiled, Xie Fu started to make tea, but Ming Lao said: "I will do it myself."
Speaking of making tea in a familiar way, this method of drinking tea is not considered popular. Obviously, Ming Lao has been drinking this way for some time.
The clear tea was fragrant, and Ming Lao said: "Please."
"please."
"How about this tea?"
Xie Fu said with a smile: "Good tea. The fragrance of tea makes people forget their worries. Where can I buy such good tea? I will prepare some."
Ming Lao laughed; "This is sent by your fairy court."
After thanking Fu, Ming Lao smiled and asked, "Don't you ever drink it?"
"Late birth..."
“You’re so busy and you know the good tea, but you don’t have time to sit down and enjoy a cup of tea?”
Xie Fu smiled, acquiescing to this statement.
While drinking tea, Xie Fu also revealed the purpose of his trip: "I have taken another blood vessel, which is the blood vessel of life. Life and death are endless, and the dead are resurrected."
Ming Lao was not surprised that Mr.
"Ming Lao, Shengmai saved me from serious injuries and death several times. I thought I would be immortal from now on."
Xie Fu smiled: "Even gods can't achieve immortality, and you and I, mortals, are under the rules of heaven."
"Ming Lao, can you say that taking pulse is the way to become a god?"
"Gods have only entered another realm. In the eyes of mortals, longevity is like eternal life. Compared with the years of this world, it is only a moment. What's more, you haven't become a god yet."
"Ming Lao, let me tell you straight. I have a hidden disease. Good fortune comes from the birth of meridians, and misfortunes also come from the birth of meridians..."
Immediately, he told Ming Lao about his physical condition one by one. His Confucian pulse-seizing technique was taught by Ming Lao. Ming Lao was also the Confucian patron of the previous generation of Confucianism. No one has more say than Ming Lao.
Right.
After listening to this, Mr. Ming drank tea and said nothing. Xie Fuqing asked: "Ming Lao, can there be a cure for this hidden disease in my body?"
"Of course there is a solution."
Xie Fu was surprised when he heard this: "Please give me some advice, Mr. Ming!"
He doesn't want to live at the cost of Xiaoyun's life. If that day comes, he would rather die and let down his loved ones than let Xiaoyun alone. If he wants to be sorry, then he can be sorry to everyone. It's fair and just.
Ming Lao said calmly: "The sun and the moon are full, the stars are in the sky, one life is for another!"
Xie Fu was surprised and sad when he heard this.
Ming Lao smiled: "I don't think you can do it."
Xie Fu didn't want to classify himself as a selfless person, so he responded: "It's not that I can't do it, it's that I can't be this person."
Ming Lao said: "Besides the first time, there is another method."
Xie Fu was pleasantly surprised but smiled bitterly: "Ming Lao."
"It's just that this method is more difficult."
"Ming Lao, please tell me."
Ming Lao said calmly: "Become a god."
"Become a god?"
"Yes, if you can achieve a divine body, you will naturally not follow the path of mortals, and illness will not be illness."
"What do you mean by this?"
Ming Lao pondered for a while, pointed to the stove with a smile and said: "Take this charcoal and this stove as an example. Charcoal and the stove are different things. When burned by fire, the charcoal turns into ashes, but the stove becomes stronger over time."
"If you can turn from charcoal into a furnace, when burned by fire, there will be no surplus or deficiency, and there will be no need to make up for it."
Xie Fu thought about it and murmured to himself: "Leave the Tao and don't stay here."
"Exactly, fish swim in the water and live, and people drown in the water and die. If you can survive, you will be seriously ill for the rest of your life. If you are a fish in the process of drowning in the water, you have no faults in the first place, so why do you suffer from illness?
"
Xie Fu realized: "Wan Sheng understands."
Looking at a plum tree in the yard: "Just like this plum tree, it likes the cold and blooms proudly in the twelfth lunar month of winter, but the grass withers and dies due to the cold."
"This is exactly the reason. If you try to save the half-frozen grass, it is simply going against the will of heaven. But if you are a plum blossom and follow the way of heaven, you will not suffer such disasters."
Xie Fu murmured: "I understand... I understand... As long as the Tao is different, there will never be one... Ming Lao, how can I become a god?"
But Ming Lao smiled and asked: "Then how do you think you can become a god? Emperors in ancient and modern times have all looked for ways to become gods, but who can do it?"
Xie Fu suppressed the sadness in his heart and said softly.
Ming Lao said: "That's why I said this method is more difficult than exchanging one life for another, but..."
