Volume 1 Huangquan December 22nd Chapter: Dao does not conspire
The next day, the sky was high and the clouds were clear, just like yesterday.
Last night, Shan Hai drew a special terrain formation on the paper and did a divination. He placed the judge's pen and the position where it fell was indeed south, slightly west. After cleaning up, they all gathered at the door of the silversmith's shop.
Prepare to say goodbye to Yun Ge. Furthermore, Mu Wan is not sure about her itinerary - she wants to find Nawa Jinhua, so she plans to come to Yun Ge today to ask more about it.
Although she didn't tell Dai Luan about this, she seemed to notice that she was unhappy on the road. She also knew that Shan Hai only said that he would accompany Mu Wan to Jintong Township, but did not tell him about the way down. The two of them had different purposes and parted ways.
It's a matter of time.
After getting off their horses and walking to the door of the blacksmith shop, they saw a closed notice. Before they could read it, Yun Ge came out of the house carrying his luggage. They were a little surprised. Seeing this, he also planned to leave.
Jintong Township.
"What are you?" Shanhai asked him.
"I am determined to set off to find the last violet flower."
"You mean, you know where it is?" Mu Wan's expression was complicated.
Yun Ge shook his head and said honestly: "No. It was because the clues were too elusive that I had no intention of looking for them. But yesterday, I saw Lord Ruyue's Underworld Bell with my own eyes and was amazed by its miraculous craftsmanship.
I know that there is still a long distance between me and my father. Living here all my life and waiting for death is one way. Going back to find flowers and asking him clearly is another way."
"It's a good thing if you can think about it."
Mu Wan felt a little strange when Shan Hai said this to him in an ordinary way. Maybe he was not a craftsman, and it was difficult for him to feel that something stimulated his heart spontaneously.
"By the way, in addition to the skills and craftsmanship, there is also a sentence that my father, Rin Dao, taught me during his lifetime. But I am just a rough man and can't understand it very well. Can you explain it to me?"
These words seemed to have been carefully considered rather than thought of impromptuly. It seemed that at least Shan Hai left a good impression on him, making him willing to say these words. Shan Hai nodded and asked him to speak:
“What does ‘getting to the original heart’ mean?”
Lin Shanhai was speechless for a moment.
Although Shan Hai also came from a Taoist sect and had read many obscure books, to be honest, he himself had no fondness for such things. Theory and practice were two different things. What he most tabooed was empty talk on paper. After all, no matter what
He said that he himself had seen a lot of the world and knew that there was a deep gap between ideals and reality. Who knew that Yun Ge would suddenly come up with such a false and empty statement, and it was really difficult for him to deal with it for a while.
If you think about it more carefully, since it was said by the master craftsman Yun Mace, he naturally has his own truth in practice. However, there are many truths in the world that are connected to each other, but mountains and seas are not craftsmen, and he does not like to understand them.
If you pretend to understand, you can only interpret it based on your own feelings.
"Lin is very talented and has little knowledge. He can only understand the literal meaning. 'Zhi' means realization, and here it may be a process of knowing and doing at the same time; the original intention should be the flow of original intention, conscience and original intention. I don't know how to combine it or how to interpret it."
and know”
Yun Ge nodded as if he didn't understand, and replied: "My understanding is similar to yours, but more superficial. Listening to your words, I can't say that I have a lot of emotions, but I have kept them in my heart. I will be confused in the future.
When the time comes, I will think more about it.”
"The four seas are vast, mountains and rivers are always there, rivers and lakes will meet again."
"Goodbye."
Looking at Yun Ge's retreating back, Dai Luan suddenly thought of something.
"Mu Wan won't go with him?"
The nominee sighed and said somewhat helplessly:
"It is said that there is only one flower left. If he really finds it, he will take it back to his hometown. How can I wait for Mr. Yingyue to deliver it to my door? Let's try another way. He is right, how to get there, not
Are they all roads?"
Dai Luan was much happy, and the previous gloom on her face was gone.
Walking on the wide dirt road and riding a horse, Mu Wan suddenly remembered Ruyue Jun's words. She put her hand into the lapel of her clothes and took out the sachet at her waist. The sachet was not big, but it was a bit heavy. She didn't know what was in it.
Spices. It was very old, the pattern was a little dull, and the background seemed to be originally a very bright green. It had been so long that she had already forgotten what the sachet smelled like. She only remembered that her parents had prepared it when she was born, and how many years she had grown up.
There is also a slight fragrance of Sui, which smells very reassuring.
Now she pinched it and smelled it, but there was really no fragrance at all.
"That's it?" Shanhai glanced at her.
"A sachet, my mother said it is an amulet to keep you safe."
"Is this so?"
Dai Luan suddenly turned her head behind Mu Wan and said to him:
"By the way, Shanhai, do you still remember when we were at the Qi family? You once said to me that humans are more terrifying, and ghosts are killed by humans."
"I think I said that."
"It sounded familiar to me at the time, but now that I think about it, Lord Ruyue said something to me when I was a child."
"What words?"
"It's easier to draw ghosts than to draw people, but it's even harder to draw people's hearts. What does this mean?"
Mu Wan joked that you would only give him problems.
"No, you always make things difficult for me." Although he complained like this, he was not very unhappy. "The first half of this sentence, I have heard it. The superficial meaning is that it is very easy to arbitrarily judge unreasonable things out of thin air, but real talent can be learned
But it takes a lot of effort, and if you are a little inferior, you will find something wrong. However, since this is the second half of the sentence, maybe I just want to say that people's hearts are complicated."
"So," Mu Wan seemed to have thought of something, "Maybe there is a preface or sequel to the original intention."
"makes sense."
However, now that he has said goodbye to Yun Ge, no matter how much he talks about it, it is of no use. Rather than finding Wa Jinhua, Shan Hai hopes that he can understand his father's meaning as soon as possible and become the same or a better craftsman.
No one said unnecessary words on the road, and Shan Hai couldn't help but recall Lord Jiyue's words. Growing up, he had met Lord Jiyue many times, but never got along with him. He only knew that he was a bit casual and a bit leisurely.
He has an elegant temperament. He probably knows his character. As for his friend named Liang Yuejun, he should not be a huge evil person.
Besides, Mr. Jiyue is indeed busy with business.
Following the order of the lord, he had just arrived at a village—it was said to be a village, but it was almost the same as a ruin. The place was completely empty, and the densely covered plants on the buildings looked like layers of thick dark green.
The cloth, to say nothing of it, has been in disuse for more than twenty years.
His eyes were still covered with black silk, and he carried the stringless harp behind his back.
This guqin must be a century-old guqin. You can vaguely see the broken plum blossoms on the body. However, this qin is made of pure deer antlers, which makes the broken patterns even more precious. The qin is made of jade, and the emblem is a certain kind of shellfish.
This wood is made of none other than golden nan. It’s just that it’s been too long, and the places without embryos have been revealed to be ebony. The wood of golden nan is between tung and fir, but
This piano is not made of orthodox golden nan, but a coffin, which makes the entire body of the piano exude a cold atmosphere.
There were also patches of mottled dark red blood.
There is no trace of the road on this overgrown road, which makes it difficult for him to walk. But the impact is no different from ordinary people, and it will not be more difficult just because Lord Jiyue cannot see. After all,
There was also a gentle breeze here, and the houses and trees blown by the wind made slight friction, telling him all about the appearance of the place it passed.
The wind told him that this was once a prosperous town.
The bustling street scene, the noisy market, the crowds of people, the busy traffic; the old pavilions, the Yaotai Silver Palace, are all vivid in my mind. As I walk, I seem to be able to pass by someone, the shouts of the vendors
The Bells on the Carriage restaurant was filled with ping-pong of dishes and a lively atmosphere.
But that's all just an illusion.
Every wall is covered with dense vines, and every tile is covered with thick moss. Apart from the sound of the wind, the chirping of birds, and the rustling of unknown little demons walking through the alleys and grass, there are no other sounds.
The walls covered with notices have been weathered and weathered, and the torn pieces of paper on them are blurry. Through the dirty glass covered with plants, the uncared for furniture in the house has accumulated thick dust.
He picked a house, pushed open the broken door, and walked in. There were rotten and decomposed dishes on the table. When he opened the cabinet, valuable things were still inside. Every house was the ashes of time.
Below, what is covered up are the same ordinary days with a strong atmosphere of fireworks.
There is not a single person, not a complete dead person.
I don’t know if these corpses were mutilated from the beginning, or maybe they were divided up by wild beasts after they died. In the soil halfway, half of a human skull was exposed, already covered with a layer of dirty dust. There was a hand.
The bones were hanging by the window, as if something had torn off its body. There were many such messy and incomplete human bones.
In the center of the ruined city is an open-air altar. More bones are piled here.
However, they were not offered as sacrifices - they were on the banquet. They were hung with incomplete strips of cloth. Mr. Jiyue bent down and touched them. He felt that they were very high-grade fabrics, and he must have had a distinguished status during his lifetime.
Feeling further, the bones of the corpse were relatively complete, except for the bones in the abdomen that felt a bit rough and frosted. If he had a pair of ordinary eyes, he would have discovered that the bones in those parts were all dark red, as if they had been tempered.
It's like poison. There are also many Yin and Yang Dao magic weapons placed around it.
What happened here - maybe a failed sacrifice angered the ghosts and gods, or maybe it was for other reasons. The out-of-control power killed almost all the Onmyoji present, rushed out of the altar, and swept the entire town with destruction and panic.
.Many people died - those who survived did not even have time to clean up their belongings, so they abandoned the belongings they had accumulated throughout their lives and fled for their lives in a hurry.
