From then on, Xiang's family returned to peace. In the first few days after Lao Tao and Monk left, Xiang Laoshi and his wife were a little worried about what kind of trouble would happen to their family. After ten days and a half, everything returned to normal, and they were completely relieved.
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For this reason, Xiang Laoshi went to the city and bought two big black dogs to tie up in the yard. Since the dogs were bought, they have rarely barked, and the second lady of the Xiang family has not seen anything unclean.
, the people of the Xiang family are no longer worried about what happened to the third son happening again.
The next year, the Taoist priest and the monks came as scheduled and carved the second picture of the Ten Palaces of Yama on the sole of Xiang Que's right foot. The same was done in the third year, and then continued until the fifth year. Xiang Que was able to move from rolling on the bed to sitting on the bed.
While the yard was rolling all over the ground, this time the old Taoist did not leave after carving the Ten Halls of Yama, but stayed at Xiang's house for a month.
The old Taoist took out a book made of broken parchment. There were only ten pages in total. Each page had a picture drawn on it. The first five pictures were exactly the same as the five pictures of the Ten Halls of Yama tattooed on Xiang Que's body.
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During the month he stayed at Xiang's family, besides eating and sleeping, the old Taoist taught Xiang Que step by step how to meditate according to the diagrams on the parchment.
"You bastard, you don't cherish the great benefits given to you. Do you think you are stupid?" The old Taoist pulled Xiang Que, who was wrestling with the black dog in the yard, and then pressed him in front of him and said, "In the Xuankong Temple,
Those bald donkeys treated these scraps of paper as if they were treasures and kept them in the Sutra Pavilion. They swore that these were the treasures of the temple and were the Dharma images that had been rubbed out by Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva. I
Bah, they look like I don't know if this is the Ten Halls of Hell Sutra that Master Mingjing begged back from Nalanda Temple. You can obediently practice these meditation images for me, and then match them with those on your body.
With these ten pictures, from now on you will be able to walk around the world with even more wings. Gods can block gods, gods can block Buddhas... Forget it, in short, just remember these pictures in your mind."
Xiang Que, like a duck listening to thunder, raised his little face and looked at the old Tao in an extremely ignorant manner, and said: "Old bastard, let me go, or I will let Erhei pick you off."
"Oh, let me go. How dare you think of bullying your master and destroying your ancestors when you are so big?" The old Taoist stretched his neck and roared. Then he felt that he could not afford to argue with a child, so he took out a piece of talisman from his body and shook his hand.
Throwing it out, the talisman suddenly caught fire after being thrown into the air.
"Zamao, what's your relationship with the people in the village who perform monkey tricks during the Chinese New Year?"
"That's monkey tricking, I'm talking about Taoism."
"It turns out that those monkey tricksters also know the Dharma."
"I'll say it again, this is Taoism, that's a trick, it's different."
"What's the difference?"
"This is Taoism. Do you understand Taoism?"
"I don't understand. Isn't this similar to a monkey trick? He is even more powerful and can spit fire out of his mouth."
"Okay, you win." The old Taoist lost his temper completely and said with a smile: "I'll change your mind and talk to you, do you want to learn tricks?"
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"That's it. Come on, come on, come on. Follow the patterns on these ten pictures. You can practice them for me. After practicing, you will be able to learn those tricks."
"Zang Mao, are you kidding me?" Xiang Que curled his lips, wiped the big snot and said with great displeasure: "This is not the same thing at all... Erhei, take him out for me."
"Woof woof woof... woof woof woof"
Five years later, on the day when Xiang Que turned ten years old, the Xiang family gathered together. It was a very happy event, but there was no smiling face in the whole family, except for the heartless third son of the Xiang family, who was eating cake with a mouth full of oil.
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"The old man said that in ten years, on the day of Xiaosan'er's birthday, he will be taken up the mountain." Xiang Laoshi looked at Xiang Que who was eating non-stop and said, "I have been away for more than ten years, and when I come back, I will be at home."
After watching it twice, I have to leave home. This is the last meal this child will eat at home."
Xiang Que's mother sat there in a daze, wiping her tears, and Xiang Que's grandfather smoked his pipe without saying a word. His two sisters finally understood things, and knew that their brother would leave home soon and wouldn't come back for a long time, so they all drooped.
He used his little head to coax his brother to eat.
Xiang Laoshi sighed and said, "Didn't I tell you, just think of him as someone's son-in-law. It's okay to come back and see him a few times in the next year. At least he's still here, right? Come on, let's eat. Don't be miserable."
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Xiang Que licked his lips and said, "Dad, that old bastard who came to our house before always said he wanted to take me away. Where is he going to take me?"
"He wants to take you to learn skills."
"Didn't I learn it before? Why are you still taking me away?" Xiang Que has been forced by the old Taoist to practice all ten pictures in the Ten Palaces of Hell Sutra.
"What you have learned is only superficial. You can't learn anything in ten or eight years." The old Taoist pushed the door open, sat down on the stool, picked up the bowls and chopsticks, and started eating: "Hurry up and eat.
Let’s go, there’s still a lot of things waiting for me.”
Xiang Que rolled his eyes and said, "Zamao, are you not convinced by Erhei? You always come to my house to eat and drink for free, and you even take me away. Why are you so embarrassed?"
The old Taoist ignored him and turned to Xiang Que's parents, saying: "Not only is there no benefit to him staying at home, it will actually harm him. The closer he is to those old graves, the more restless the things inside will be. I can't stay in Xiang Que all year round."
Jiatun, so you have to take him up the mountain and wait until he has finished learning Taoism and comes down the mountain. You don’t have to worry about him for the rest of his life. He has his own solution."
"I know what you said, but who wouldn't miss the child if he is away from us for such a long time?" Xiang Laoshi frowned and said, "How about you leave a phone number and we can talk to him when we miss him without seeing anyone?"
Just listen to the sound.”
The old Taoist shook his head and said: "In the more than ten years he has been in the mountain, he has to be completely cut off from his family. In addition to not being able to see people, other connections are also not allowed."
Xiangque's parents were even more worried. They thought they would be able to communicate with him for at least a year. Well, the old man stopped all their thoughts with one sentence. He didn't say whether the child was alive or dead outside, and whether he was doing well or not.
I don’t know either.
The old Taoist put down his chopsticks and said seriously: "Xiang Que's face is not a short-lived one. There are some twists and turns in life, and there is no way to live a rich life, but in the end, you can finish your life successfully, and it is normal for you to worry.
, but I hope you can understand that caring leads to chaos. These ten years have passed by in a flash and will pass soon."
After eating that day, the old Taoist took Xiang Que and left Xiangjiatun and went to the ancient well temple in Zhongnan Mountain, thousands of miles away. Xiang Que never returned after twelve years of departure.