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Chapter Eighteen

Because I was holding a drink bottle in my hand, and the moment I saw the black turtle, I held the bottle and cursed me, then smashed the bottle over. The master and the policewoman looked at me in confusion.

Pointing to the lake, he said: That little bastard is following us!

An aunt with a red armband ran over and said, "Why are young people so good? Everyone throws garbage into the lake like this. How can we pay it back? I'm fined fifty yuan."

I really wanted to tell her that there was a monster in the lake, and that my friend was a monster hunter, but I had no choice but to pay the fine angrily. When I looked at the lake again, where was the shadow of that turtle?

My heart tightened, and I cursed that this *** was really following me everywhere, and I wasn't in the mood to relax now. I said, "Let's go, I don't know what I'm doing, so I'd better go find that old god first."

We caught a taxi and went straight to Tianmu Mountain. I don’t need to mention the scenery on the mountain. It has nothing to do with the theme. We didn’t have the leisure and elegance to appreciate the beautiful scenery. When we arrived at the foot of the mountain, we saw a young Taoist boy riding a bull again.

Come.

This time the erhu turned into a green flute, and the melodious and long sound of the flute made me envious. These monks are so happy. They don't have to be busy for life. They study these things all day long. Once they come out of the mountain, it's called a breeze.

The Taoist boy said: The poor Taoist has been waiting for me for a long time. My master invites three or two donors to go up the mountain to talk about Taoism.

I returned the favor and imitated those people on TV: Thank you, Master.

I walked up the mountain, and the policewoman and the master behind me wanted to follow, but the little Taoist priest held a green flute in front of me and said: Master said that he only sees people who are destined.

I glanced at Master, and he nodded to me and said: It's okay, you can go ahead.

I was about to turn around and leave, but I saw the policewoman quickly grabbed the Taoist priest's green flute, reached it with a grasping hand, quickly moved her body, grabbed one of the Taoist priest's arms, and threw the Taoist priest's temperament away with a throw over her shoulder.

The Taoist priest fell to the ground, and the policewoman clapped her hands and hummed: Pretend to be a ghost.

I almost laughed out loud. This policewoman was too out of character, and I couldn't react. How could such a Taoist priest with such an immortal spirit be thrown to the ground like this? I joked: Beauty, are you so reluctant to part with me?

She rolled her eyes at me and said: Don't forget, you are a criminal suspect, I'm just afraid that you will run away.

After she finished speaking, she strode directly up the mountain. I said to the master, "You can come up too."

He waved his hand and said: I'm waiting for you here. Since Master doesn't see me, it means we have no fate to meet each other. Destiny comes and goes, and you can't force it.

The mountain road was rugged, and the little Taoist boy who led the way didn't look at eye-to-eye with the policewoman who threw him, but the policewoman was so cool that she didn't even look at him, leaving the aggrieved little Taoist priest with him.

He stared at her like a resentful woman.

As for whether he stared at her or took the opportunity to look at the beautiful woman more, I'm afraid only he himself knows.

Halfway up the mountainside, there is a waterfall, a pool, three or two thatched cottages, a curl of smoke, two hens pecking at the fine sand and gravel on the ground, and a native dog dragging its half-vomited tail and sticking out its long tongue.

This was another kind of tranquility, and it was almost this thing that caught my eye that made me completely believe in this so-called master’s master.

A man dressed in coarse cloth and carrying a hoe slowly walked over. He was just walking on the ground very simply, but it made me think about the natural flavor of Taoism.

This made me instantly understand the convoluted words Master said before. The Tao is very Tao.

What does Tao mean? Nature follows nature. My nature is my Tao. I am inherently good, inherently evil, originally sad, and originally happy. They are all my Tao. Every flower, every grass, every move, is natural and complete. I don’t seek the Tao, but the Tao will come by itself.

My true heart.

This is the Tao.

He was just an ordinary old farmer, without any celestial spirit or extraordinary aura. When he saw me and the policewoman, he patted the dirt on his body and said with a smile: "Please come in the house."

The furnishings in the room are also very simple. Last year, a pop singer once sang a saying that you don’t need to wear couple’s clothes to pretend to be a couple. Now, applying it here, you don’t need to put on Taoist robes to pretend to be a Taoist priest.

In the hut, there are no runes, no altars, no Taoist gossip, only a thatched futon and a handful of floating dust hanging on the wall.

If you have Taoism in your heart, why do you need to put up Taoist instruments everywhere to prove that you are a Taoist?

The old farmer boiled the water and made the tea himself, using serious mountain spring water. According to him, the tea is also the young willow leaves picked in Tianmu Mountain in early spring, which are dried and roasted by themselves. It tastes bitter in the mouth, but sweet and delicious in the end.

After drinking tea, this centenarian, who looked younger than my master, smiled and said: My friend Sanliang, you are confused, I can help you solve it.

I wanted to speak but stopped.

He smiled again and said: Do you have too many doubts in your heart and can't ask questions?

I nodded.

He stood up and said: I think my little friend is also a person with wisdom, and has good thoughts, filial piety and obsession. As for the doubts in your heart, I just ask, is Tao sentimental or ruthless?

I shook my head and said: Old God, to be honest, I don’t even understand what you are saying. What is emotion? What is ruthlessness?

He looked into my eyes and said: I can go down the mountain to succumb to the demon for you. But if the demon has feelings, will he surrender?

I still didn’t understand, but I was too embarrassed to speak. I even forgot what I was doing here. I couldn’t understand a few words I said. After all, my friend is also a writer, a writer! He relies on words to make a living!

At this time, the policewoman suddenly drew her gun, held it against the old farmer's forehead, and said, "Will you die if you don't make a mystery?" I believe it when ghosts and gods say it, but I am a policeman. I just want to solve the case, and I don't have time to listen to you, do you want the demon to surrender?

It has nothing to do with me, I just want to know if it will harm anyone again.

The old farmer smiled calmly and said: Let me ask Sanliang my last question, if a person loves you very much, but harms others, will you surrender?

My balls ached instantly. I really understood this sentence. In other words, there is a person who likes me very much, but he is a bad guy and has done many bad things. Should this person be killed?

Cio, should I kill him? Am I being unconscionable if I say yes?

Wouldn't it be selfish if I said he shouldn't be killed?

How the hell do you want me to answer this?

The policewoman and the old farmer looked at me together, waiting for my answer. I simply returned the gift to the Taoist priest without saying a word, and said sullenly: Immortal, since Taoism is natural, then let nature take its course. Why bother?

Question me? You know, no matter which one I choose, I will feel guilty. If I choose against my will, wouldn’t it go against the way of nature?

I hummed in my mind, are you playing word games with my buddies? I don’t like to ignore writers like this. If you ask me what to do, I will tell you to do whatever you want. Isn’t this the nature that Taoism pursues?

The old farmer laughed and said: You go down the mountain, I have arranged everything myself.

He wanted to see off the guests, and we both felt embarrassed not to leave. I originally thought I could see an old god who was soaring in the clouds, but who knew that I would meet such an old man who spoke mysteriously, but I quite believed in him, for no reason.

, just by feeling.

On the way, the policewoman who had always been lukewarm to me suddenly said to me: Do you believe this old man?

I said I believe it, why don’t I believe it?

She nodded and said: He must have some real ability. Just when I pointed the gun at his head, his whole body felt natural, not pretending to be calm.

I said: What's this? You can't really shoot. What are you afraid of?

As soon as I finished speaking, this crazy woman put the gun directly on my head, smiled at me and said: I can't shoot, are you afraid?

I cursed: You crazy bitch, take it back quickly! What should I do if there is a fire?!

She took back the gun and hummed: Come on.

After coming down the mountain, I met the master who was meditating at the foot of the mountain and told him what this so-called master said to me. Because I didn't understand many words, I had to ask him for advice.

After listening to this, Master asked me: If there is a woman who really likes you, are you willing to let her die?

I shook my head and said: There is no problem. If there is, how can I be willing to let her die?

The master smiled helplessly and said: If you think about it carefully, is it really true?

I was excited and couldn't help but think of a face.

Could it be that what this patriarch was talking about was Lan Xin? But I didn't say this answer. I was in a good mood, but for some reason, I felt a wave of sadness.

Am I really willing to let her die?

We got back on the bus bound for Qiqihar. After we got off the bus, because the uncle was notified of suicide, the sisters Huzi and Lan Xinxigua had been released. Now they are all being detained by the policewoman's subordinates at Huzi's house in Sanlitun.

She was closely monitored. The policewoman and I repeatedly promised to help her investigate the case and not show any favoritism, so we returned to Sanlitun and reintegrated into this big family.

What will be waiting for me?


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