Chapter 286 of Volume 7: The True Meaning of the Great Way!!!
The housing prices in the urban area of South China are frighteningly high, with the highest price reaching 60,000 square meters. However, the truly rich and powerful people in South China do not live in the city center. These rich people all choose their addresses in the beautiful suburbs.
, Chengxi Rich District is one of the famous residential areas for rich people.
Rich area in the west of the city, Jiao Family Villa.
"Jiao Jiao, what's wrong with you today? You're still dressed so sexy in the cold weather. Are you dating outside?" The old man of the Jiao family was sitting on the big sofa chair in the lobby on the first floor, seemingly very leisurely.
Looking at the newspaper, I saw Jiao Jiaoyi
She changed several clothes in the afternoon, and she came here to ask if she looked good without changing any of them. As soon as she saw these old men, she knew that something was wrong, but when she asked her what was wrong, she just held back and didn't say anything. This also made him, an old man,
Quite depressing.
After changing clothes for a long time, Jiao Jiao finally wore a long silver dress with a beautiful bow tied around his waist, which showed off his slender waist. The delicate and lustrous silk fabric unexpectedly looked very smooth.
Her delicate face is very sexy. She is a beauty. When she is dressed up carefully, she really has an otherworldly, fairy-like feeling.
Jiao Jiao came downstairs in a hurry and said with a mysterious smile, "You don't know, I invited a mysterious guest to my house today."
The old man put down the newspaper and took a sip of tea, "No way, don't you always hate people coming to my house as a guest? Last time I wanted to invite a few old comrades to my house to catch up on old times, but you didn't agree. Why take the initiative this time?
You invited someone to your home, is it your boyfriend?"
"Oh, Dad, why are you always so tacky? You are always in love. Although your daughter is a bit older, she is definitely not unable to get married." Jiao Jiao said.
The old man said curiously, "Oh... you are almost twenty-seven this year. If you don't make preparations earlier, the dishes will get cold and the flowers will wither."
"Go, go, you are so eager to marry off your daughter. Haven't I been waiting for the right man in my heart all these years?"
"Oh, that's it. Have you waited? Last time, dad introduced you to several people with good qualifications and good character, but you didn't like them..."
"I'm not joking anymore. My marriage is a major matter that I don't need you to worry about, dad. Today I have to meet an important guest. This person is also the one you want to see dad." Jiao Jiao put away the joke and said seriously.
"Who is it?" The old man always had a smile on his face.
"Ling Jie," Jiao Jiao said, "haven't you always wanted to see him? Today I saw him in the public security bureau. He said he would come to visit you in the evening. I will go out to buy some things and come back."
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When Ling Jie left the Public Security Bureau in the morning, Jiao Jiao gave Ling Jie his home address, and Ling Jie had been to Jiao Jiao's home once before. This time, it was smooth sailing and he arrived at Jiao Jiao's home before it got dark.
There are only two servants in such a big villa, a nanny who cooks and a young woman.
When he entered the Jiao family compound again, Ling Jie still saw an old man holding a pair of scissors in his hand, carefully pruning the branches of the small tree. It was exactly the same as when he first came to the Jiao family, except now this
The old man looked older than before, and his movements were slower. For him, pruning branches seemed to be a very enjoyable thing.
"Uncle Jiao, I'm sorry to bother you." Ling Jie walked over slowly and said hello politely and respectfully.
The old man was still pruning his branches, without raising his head, and just said, "Ling Jie, you are finally here. As soon as my precious daughter heard that you were coming to the house in the evening, she was so busy that she didn't know what to do."
Ling Jie said, "I'm sorry, something unexpected happened at noon, which delayed a little time. The old man is really very leisurely. The pruned branches are missing but not damaged, which is no different from the unpruned branches. If you don't compare carefully, there is no way.
I found that the tree branches had been pruned by the old man, and no traces were left on the pruned areas. Ling Jie admired this skill."
The old man asked slightly curiously, "Do you also like to prune branches?"
Ling Jie smiled and said, "I don't really understand. It's just that the trees at home have grown up, and I occasionally cut them casually. I am an amateur and cannot compare with a professional like you, old man."
The old man said, "Actually, this pruning of branches is also very particular. Cut along the veins of the leaves and branches. Although the cuts are uneven, they will not leave traces, and there will be no sap seeping out. The tree pruned in this way has no fingernails.
If water and nutrient transport are disrupted, they will grow the fastest.”
Ling Jie pondered the old man's words and said, "I have such profound insights when pruning branches. I'm afraid many of the veins of leaves and branches are invisible to the naked eye. How did you find the veins of branches and leaves?"
The old man still didn't raise his head, pruning the branches very carefully, "Close your eyes, settle your heart, feel it with your heart, and you will naturally feel it."
The old man added, "Actually, cutting leaves is just like being a human being. There are always some fixed threads in this society. As long as you do things according to these threads, you will often be able to go smoothly. If you do things against these threads, you will not only do things well."
It's not good, and you will bleed or even sacrifice yourself. Moreover, these connections are often invisible to the eyes. You can only feel them with your own heart, feel the social connections, and then follow them... you will definitely be able to find a healthy path.
Kang Avenue."
These words had endless meanings. Ling Jie thought about it for a long time, and finally smiled and said, "I'd like to see you, please give Ling Jie some advice."
Mr. Jiao was still pruning the branches and said leisurely, "I have nothing more to say. You are completely different now from you ten years ago. Even I can't control you now. There are many things.
You have thought more thoroughly and clearly than me. I am very happy to see you like this."
Originally, Ling Jie was quite sure of this old man, but the words he exchanged with him just now, especially the words that extended from the tree pruning experiment, made Ling Jie even more sure that this old man was definitely not an ordinary person. Ordinary people simply couldn't
Maybe it has such a high artistic conception.
"Old man, when I was at the public security bureau this morning, Jiao Jiao told me that you had wanted to see me for a long time. Today Ling Jie came to visit me. If I have anything to give you, please don't be polite." It was precisely because I was unsure about this old man.
Stay, Ling Jie said very politely.
The old man smiled, finally stood up straight, and handed the scissors to Ling Jie's hand, "Let's not talk about this for now. Come on, pick up these scissors and try to cut the leaves."
Ling Jie held the scissors and was stunned for a while, "Cut the leaves? Cut along the veins? Feel the veins of the leaves with your heart..."
Ling Jie placed the leaves on the leaves, then closed his eyes and tried hard to feel the veins of the leaves. However, he meditated for a long time without any gains. He couldn't help but open his eyes and asked, "Old man, how can I feel the veins of the leaves with my heart?"
The old man picked off a leaf and placed it in front of Ling Jie's eyes in the sunset, "Tell me, what did you see?"
Ling Jie stared at the leaves and saw that the leaves looked dazzling under the golden light of the setting sun. There were many clear vein stripes on the leaves. They were very clear. Wherever there were stripes, they were clearly illuminated by the sun. "There are stripes on the leaves."
There are many stripes, densely packed. Could this be veins? As long as you cut along the veins, the juice will not flow out?"
The old man smiled and said, "You might as well give it a try."
Ling Jie's technique was exquisite, and the scissors could actually keep up with these complicated stripes and veins, but no matter how he cut along the veins, juice would flow out, "Huh? What's going on?"
The old man smiled and said, "These stripes are actually not real stripes, nor are they real veins. Now close your eyes and imagine that there is a thick vein stripe in the middle of the leaf. Continue to strengthen this idea, and then follow this
Position, cut it with a knife."
Ling Jie did as he was told. After cutting the scissors, he was surprised to find that the leaves no longer shed any juice.
Ling Jie was shocked, "What's going on?"
The old man smiled and said, "This is the real vein stripe. The leaf stripes you just saw are actually fake. These stripes do not actually exist... It is your eyes that confuse you and cover up your true heart."
There seemed to be something surging in Ling Jie's heart, as if at this moment, Ling Jie was about to realize something, "Those veins that I saw were actually fake? The veins didn't exist at all... It was my eyes that deceived me.
Own?"
It was as if something very powerful was boiling in Ling Jie's heart, but Ling Jie just couldn't figure out what it was.
The old man continued, "Ling Jie, did you discover anything? Then I'll ask you again..."
The old man raised his head and stared at the sky. At this time, it was raining for some reason. Although the rain was not heavy, it was drizzle, but it was real rain. The drizzle was flying. The old man stared at the rainy day and said sadly.
, “Is it sunny or rainy now?”
Ling Jie also raised his head, looking at the falling rain and the setting sun in the west, struggling fiercely in his heart, "Is this a rainy day or a sunny day? Neither a rainy day nor a sunny day? Is it a rainy day? Or a sunny day?"
Ling Jie shook his head suddenly, with a lot of questions, "I don't know, please tell me the answer. Is this a rainy day or a sunny day?"
The old man added, "Then you close your eyes now and think that the sunset in the west is beautiful, the sky is clear, cloudless, and the glow is endless. Keep strengthening this thought... When you have strengthened it to the limit, open your eyes again.
Come, look at the sky again."
Ling Jie did as he was told, and when he opened his eyes, he couldn't help but be surprised. It was indeed no longer raining, the sky was indeed cloudless, the sky was bright, and the beautiful sunset was dancing, beating, and smiling on the horizon.
"Hey... unexpectedly, it's so magical. It rained just now... Old man, why is this?"
The old man smiled and said, "The truth is actually the same. The eyes are deceiving. In fact, what you see is not true. I will give you another gift."
The old man took the scissors from Ling Jie's hand and placed them in front of Ling Jie's eyes. The old man didn't see any movement, but the scissors actually bent.
The scissors that had just been made of stainless steel were actually bent by the old man under Ling Jie's eyes. Ling Jie didn't believe that there was such an evil thing in the world. He wiped his eyes hard several times and looked again. The scissors were still the same.
It was bent. The old man shook his hand, and the scissors straightened again, returning to their previous appearance.
"This...this...how is this possible?"
The old man smiled and handed the scissors to Ling Jie, "You try, you can actually do it. What you see is not a pair of scissors, but a rope. You can bend it however you want. Don't try to break it.
It, that's impossible. To see the truth clearly, there are no scissors at all. What you change is not the scissors, but yourself."
Ling Jie took the scissors and thought to himself: This is not a pair of scissors, but a rope. I can bend it any way I want...
He kept strengthening this idea, and finally the scissors actually bent... It was amazing.
The old man said, "What you change is not the scissors, but yourself."
Ling Jie felt a sudden realization in his heart. He had never felt like this before.
The old man said, "There is a simple sentence in the essence of Taoism: the sun is in the east and the rain is in the west. The Tao is ruthless but affectionate. The artistic conception just now is the profound meaning of the first sentence. Taoism is broad and profound, and the Tao is ruthless but affectionate. This sentence is to
It’s up to you to understand and experience it.”
"The sun is in the east and it is raining in the west. In fact, this is neither a sunny day nor a rainy day... The real weather is actually in your heart. The veins of the leaves actually do not exist at all. No matter how many veins and stripes you can see clearly, they are all fake, they are eyes.
I have confused myself. You must go beyond what you see with your eyes and hear with your ears and see the truth of the matter clearly. This should be the true meaning of the sun moving in the west and the rain falling in the west." Ling Jie realized.
"Yes, what is Nirvana? Nirvana is to step into the heaven-defying road, fight to the death against the rules of heaven and earth, and the laws of nature, and be ready for the fall of Nirvana at any time... This is Nirvana. Nirvana people have supernatural powers.
..." The old man walked towards the house as he spoke. He said a few words with every step he took, his tone was very slow, but also very heavy.
Ling Jie was dumbfounded. He stood at the same place, closed his eyes, and felt every word the old man said just now. Every word the old man said just now had a huge impact on him. These words of the old man made Ling Jie feel about him before.
This understanding has a subversive effect, as if it has subverted Ling Jie's thinking and understanding at this moment...
"Old man, may I ask you your real name?"
If Ling Jie dares to give him a twelve-point rating, this old man is definitely not an ordinary person. On the contrary, this old man is very powerful, and extremely powerful. At least it is beyond Ling Jie's imagination.
As early as ten years ago, when Ling Jie saw this old man, he thought he was mysterious and mysterious. Now that he met him, he realized that he was a master among the masters. He was worthy of being a high-ranking official in the Central Committee, and he had a lot of experience.
There are many, and the artistic conception is high.
Ling Jie even suspected that if he understood these words thoroughly, there would be a qualitative leap and a huge breakthrough in the realm of martial arts.
The old man's voice came from the living room, "My name has not been used for many years. People used to call me Jiao Renfeng."