Chapter 92 The mountains are high and the road is far away
The front yard was brightly lit, reflecting the two men and two women standing in a row nervously, their heads lowered and their faces panicked, not daring to make any sound.
"What a nonsense!"
Mingguang was wearing a Taoist robe and walked in front of them with a serious expression and a stern tone. What he was most afraid of were these young people who were overprotected by their fathers in the family.
"I know a few magic tricks and have heard a few stories of heroes and righteousness, so I thought I was right. You are still far from the path of spiritual practice. Sometimes what you see in this world may not be true. If you are not careful,
If the Tao dies and everyone dies, what’s the point of talking about cultivation!”
"...One thing is that you have good intentions. Suppressing demons and curing difficult diseases are the only things we practitioners can do for the common people in the world, but it is too reckless. You must see the whole story clearly. The evil you are talking about is
Xiu, he will not hesitate to hurt the harmony of heaven, destroy his own path, and drive out the barbarians. Based on this, you must respect him!"
"Those who do good should uphold justice and stand in heaven and earth, regardless of their own lives. How can we use magic to distinguish between good and evil? We need to know that hatchets in people's homes can also kill people. Don't those who use them have evil thoughts?"
Mingguang's tone was stern, but he could only be stern and could not replace Lihuo. The Juling family punished the four young people. Fortunately, they did not do anything too outrageous. They verbally scolded them a few times, then softened their tone and said
There are some words that they should be able to understand. If they can listen to them, it will be good. There will be one more person in the world who understands the importance and has a righteous heart. If they cannot listen to them, if something like this happens again in the future, they will lose their lives.
It's your own fault.
"Did you realize you were wrong today?"
The four of them lowered their heads. They all knew that the Taoist priests of the Tianshi Mansion were highly respected in their spiritual journey. Whenever there were demons causing trouble, or when their country was in danger, these Taoist priests, who were rarely seen in ordinary times, would go down the mountain to fight. For this reason, even at home,
The elders must be courteous, and the four of them dare not refute. If they say anything more, they will be "taught" by the elders in the family when they return home.
The two men and two women responded in a low voice: "Yes, I will admit my mistake."
"How can a person in Taoism be humble, admit when he is wrong, and refute when he is not wrong?"
"I know I was wrong!" Yu Feihong blushed and was the first to shout loudly, followed by the other three shouting. Only then did Mingguang nod with satisfaction, "The elders in the family asked you to go out and walk around.
I hope there will be successors to the spiritual path, and don’t let them down.”
"yes."
None of the four dared to look at Chen Yuan, who was sitting on the right seat over there. One of the girls secretly glanced at Chen Yuan, who was also looking at her, with a slight curvature of his lips and a kind smile.
The girl's face turned pale, her eyes stared straight, and she immediately raised her head and fell directly into the arms of her companion, which made Yu Feihong and others scramble for a while. After getting Mingguang's permission, they helped her and went to the side compartment to settle down.
The main room became quiet.
The Taoist priest at the door, illuminated by candlelight, slowly turned around and said, "These young people are really messing around. It's a waste of time for fellow Taoists to worry about."
"Speaking of which, I'm not much older than them."
"Fellow Taoist is too modest. You understand much better than them." Mingguang sighed, sat down again, took a sip of tea, and calmed down Xia Qing's mood and continued: "The reason why they can come here is because the Heavenly Master united with the Taoists.
Taking advantage of this opportunity, these younger generations were sent out to do liaison work and gain some experience along the way."
Chen Yuan smiled and nodded: "It is true that you should practice. The road is long. If you don't walk step by step, there will be no achievements. How can you hide under your wings all your life? A young bird also needs to go through the pain of practicing flying before it can soar into the sky!"
Chen Yuan also understood what Mingguang said, and actually hoped that he would not care about these young people who are not afraid of newborn calves. Chen Yuan also used the words of chicks to endure hardships and fly, indicating that these four people will definitely have to endure hardships in the future before they will understand.
What the Taoist Master said today.
The two looked at each other, smiled, and after saying a few words, it was already getting late, and Chen Yuan got up and left, worried about his master who was still in the inn.
"Early tomorrow morning, I will prepare to leave Luodu and go to Lingzhou."
The two of them walked out of the main room and walked across the courtyard while talking. Yu Feihong and the other two people who were going to the side room looked at Chen Yuan who was joking from a distance. They were almost the same age as them, but they were chatting and laughing with the Taoist Priest of Tianshi Mansion.
Over there, Mingguang was a little surprised: "So soon? No more wait? The imperial court has always wanted to see you, and has sent people to the Tianshi Mansion to inquire about your whereabouts several times."
"Killing Hu is just what I want, it has nothing to do with the court, and it is involved in too many worldly things... which affects my practice. Besides, didn't they build a shrine for me?"
The imperial court has the aura of dragon and tiger, and the emperor naturally has the aura of the emperor to protect himself. It is indeed helpful for spiritual practice, but it is too restrictive and does not allow for the comfort of traveling around freely. Moreover, I also want to visit the northwest and experience it.
The so-called beggar, the Taoist priest Feihe once said, can hold a sword for three hundred miles and quell the enemies of barbarians.
Along the way, he can also search for spiritual trees to improve himself. Recently, he can feel that his cultivation is approaching a bottleneck, and he vaguely feels that there is still a thunder disaster...
I don't know if I can get through it.
"Taoist Master, stay."
As he said these words, he had already arrived outside the courtyard gate. Chen Yuan cupped his hands towards the bright light, turned around and walked into the darkness, climbed up to the roof, stepped on the tiles silently, and disappeared into the distance in a few steps.
Mingguang stood at the door of the courtyard for a moment, smiled at the figure disappearing in the night, turned around and returned to the courtyard, raised his sleeves and waved, and the courtyard door closed itself without any wind.
…
The green sky was gradually pushed into the distance by the morning sun breaking through the gaps in the clouds, and the streets and alleys that had been quiet all night gradually became alive.
The noise of people came to the inn where the flag of "Fuyun Inn" was flying. The shopkeeper carried the fodder to the shed as usual. When he saw that the old cow and the carriage were missing, he hurriedly went to find the shopkeeper and got instructions.
Knocked on the rented room.
The bedding, tables, stools, and lamps are neatly arranged and spotless.
The people in the room had already left.
On the round table, there were several pieces of broken silver lying there. The waiter took them to the shopkeeper and weighed them. They were enough to cover the rent and fodder money for the past few days, which made the shopkeeper and the waiter sigh. They really didn't miss a penny.
At this time, a figure on horseback came outside the door. It was Xu Huaiyu, who had been recovering from his injuries for a long time. He learned from the Taoist priest of Tianshi Mansion that his husband was in the city, so he hurried over to meet him.
Over there, before the waiter could greet him and inquire about whether to stay in a hotel or to eat, he asked Chen Yuan which room he was in. He learned that Chen Yuan had checked out this morning and left without saying a word. He got on his horse, but he didn't know where he was going.
It was still west, so I had to follow my feeling and head west.
The sun gradually rises.
White clouds are floating in the blue sky. The old cow sweeps its tail, lowers its head and gnaws the grass on the roadside. Occasionally, it looks back, and its owner is saying goodbye to the person who is sending him off.
Qiaoer, who was wearing a small bun, hid behind Mingguang with red eyes. The latter touched his head and said, "Go and say goodbye to your big brother."
"Um."
The little girl was reluctant to leave, and she also didn't understand why her elder brother wanted to leave. If she wanted to ask, she didn't ask. She just went over to hug Chen Yuan's legs, and pressed her face against her legs without saying a word.
The crazy old man poked his head out of the carriage to tease her, but ignored her and just choked and sobbed softly.
Over there, Mingguang also handed over the baggage he prepared yesterday to Chen Yuan.
"Although the journey is not far, I saw off my Taoist friends today, and Pindao also wants to take Qiaoer back to the mountain gate. I don't know when I will see you again. Pindao has prepared some talismans from the Tianshi Mansion here. It's the best.
, I still hope it won’t come in handy.”
Hearing the last words, Chen Yuan took the baggage and laughed, swung it over his shoulder, patted the little girl's head, pushed it away to Mingguang, and then raised his hand heavily.
"Going north, not only to get rid of the evil spirits in my heart, but also to get to know the Taoist priests of Tianshi Mansion, is the happiest thing I have done in this period of time. The mountains are high and the road is far. If we can meet again in the future, I should meet the Taoist priests.
Have a drink and say goodbye!"
Mingguang stroked his beard and laughed: "Haha, poor Taoists should avoid drinking. If you really want to break the precept, it's not impossible. I'm afraid that fellow Taoists won't be able to drink."
The golden morning sun shone over, and Chen Yuan cupped her hands and took a few steps back: "Farewell!"
The Taoist put away his smile, spread his sleeves and bowed heavily.
"No!"
Watching the figure get into the car, whipping his whip, and driving the bullock cart away gradually, the little girl ran out a few steps, waved her hand and shouted: "Brother, come and see Qiaoer when you have time!!"
The tears just flowed down, thinking that the elder brother didn't hear it, so he walked back to Mingguang in despair. At this time, a voice came back from far away.
“Come and see Qiaoer when you have time!”
The little girl's face suddenly showed joy. She held the Taoist priest's sleeves, looked at the ox cart that was no longer visible, and said softly: "Master, is this Taoism?"
"Yes, this is cultivation, being able to endure loneliness."
As the old man and the young man walked back, the sound of horse hooves came closer and closer from the city gate, and the figures on horseback hurriedly reined in their horses when they saw the bright light.
"The Lieutenant of the Central Military Academy has seen the Taoist priest, but I wonder if he has seen Mr. Chen?"
"Fellow Daoist Chen has already driven away."
After hearing the answer, Xu Huaiyu looked at the endless winding official road, closed his eyes and sighed heavily. After he had been able to ride out the camp for a while, he went straight to the city to look for it, but unfortunately he still missed it.
"Fate has been determined for a long time. Don't force it, captain, because there is no chance that fate will come again."
Xu Huaiyu nodded, pulled the reins, walked along the road with an old man and a young child, and returned to the city together.