I opened my eyes and sat up directly. I looked at the familiar simple windows and the scene in the yard that came into my eyes when I stood up. I was still breathing heavily uncontrollably.
"You're awake, Jiaolong!"
There was a voice behind me. I slowly turned my head and looked at San Mei'er who was holding something similar to a soup or medicine in her hand. My fingertips twitched uncontrollably. I raised my hand and made a slight fist.
"That's good..."
"Does your hand work well?"
The third sister was stunned for a moment, put the medicine bowl she was holding on the edge of the kang, climbed directly onto the kang and looked at me in disbelief: "Last night, the bone-setting doctor surnamed Sun said your hand was fine, but I didn't
I can’t believe it, but I wonder why the swelling disappeared so quickly. Is it really easy?”
"Um……"
I looked at her with surprise on my face, and kept stretching my hands, saying, "It's not a dream, it's not a dream..."
"What kind of dream, Jiaolong, you..."
Something suddenly came to mind, and I looked at San Meier: "Wait a minute! You said you brought me back last night, which means I was beaten by Song Erhu yesterday, right?"
"yes……"
San Mei'er was confused by my question and nodded: "Didn't I ask you to wait at home for me to find Lao Sun? But as soon as you came back, you were gone, and then there was a thunderstorm. I had no choice, so I took that one with me.
Dr. Sun went to look for you, yes, and Xiao Shanzi followed him. I think you must have gone to the grave of Old Uncle Chou. I was quite afraid...I was quite afraid that you would not be able to think about it. But after you got there,
The rain stopped, and I saw you lying there alone with an empty wine bottle next to you, so I asked Dr. Sun to help get you back."
I let out a long sigh of relief, okay, I still have time, I still have time...
"Jiaolong, is your hand really healed? Do you want me to ask Dr. Sun to take a look again?"
I shook my head and looked at her with a smile: "It's okay, look...hiss..." With such a big grin, I felt a little pain in my mouth, but I still couldn't control my excitement:
"My hand is healed. Really, you see, I can make a fist and unclench it. That's great. Third sister, I'm not crippled!!"
"Then you...then what happened to you last night? Why did you go to Uncle Chou's grave by yourself? Jiaolong, did you go to drink alcohol?"
I hummed, my mind still thinking about the black dragon and the words of the person who appeared out of nowhere. I cleared my dry throat and looked at San Mei'er and opened her mouth: "San Mei'er, before I
It’s true that I can’t think about it, but I definitely won’t do it in the future. I want you to promise me! My hands are healed, so believe me, I will definitely stand up!!”
"But why did my hand suddenly heal? Let's go to the town and have a look. I always feel that this improvement is a bit too sudden..."
"Don't look, it must be fine, maybe..." I tried hard to come up with a reasonable explanation: "It was the kick from the person who helped Song Erhu beat him up. Maybe he kicked in the right place, which made his nerves heal.
It was a mistake, look, nothing happened!!!"
"Is it true?" San Mei'er obviously thought it was too fantasy and shook her head: "No, let's go and have a look. After watching it, I feel at ease."
I know she thinks my hands are so fast, but I can't say that the black dragon came back to repay my kindness, so I can only nod: "Okay, let's go to the town in two days and check it out."
"Yes." Sanmei'er nodded, but there was a trace of sadness in her eyes: "Jiaolong, the small shop no longer sells our goods, we have to stay here for more than a year, life is not easy...
"
I bit my lip slightly and patted her shoulder: "It's okay, Sanmei'er. You were the one driving me before, but now it's me who's driving you. You see, my hands are all healed, and I need to have more strength."
Hope, right?!"
Sanmei'er only regarded my words as comfort, pursed her lips and nodded: "Well, I just feel very sorry for Aunt Zhu. I caused her to be implicated, and now she has to go around to take care of her son's house.
, a new house that has been built for more than a year cannot be seen being ripped off. Now she is looking for someone to go to the village chief to give soft words..."
I patted San Meier on the shoulder: "Don't worry, Aunt Zhu has lived in this village for so long. The village chief will not embarrass her. At best, he will only use her as an example to scare other people who are interested. Don't worry.
, the house will not be demolished, the village chief will come down when Aunt Zhu’s steps are almost finished.”
Third sister put her head on my chest and sighed softly: "Jiaolong, why are you so tired? I never knew that the countryside is like this..."
"Of course it's not like this in rural areas. It's just that this rural area is more extreme. I've been to many rural areas. The more isolated the rural areas, the more things like dominating the mountain will occur. You haven't experienced this kind of life before, so you don't understand. Don't think about it.
If we don’t let the local products be sold, we won’t sell them. We both have enough money to live on.”
I comforted her for a long time. Even if Rong Danfeng in San Meier's heart is made of steel, she would still feel suffocated by this invisible oppression. Especially, she used to live in an environment that was too harmonious and shrouded in halo.
So she collapsed, and she finally understood why people don't look for ways to make money, because it's not that you don't want to work hard, but that you don't dare to work hard. After all, the most important livelihood of farmers and some land rights are in the hands of others.
Hold on, some things, even if you have no choice, you can only muddle through.
It’s just that my heart is hanging, thinking about the person in my mind, the person who claims to be my master, so I don’t say a lot of words. It’s unbelievable, indeed unbelievable. With all these things that happened to me, I don’t care.
I told Sanmei'er in a serious manner. Even if I think based on her way of thinking, I wouldn't believe it.
In the afternoon, Xiao Shanzi came to see me again. Although I still had several bruises on my face, fortunately, it seemed to be fine. Xiao Shanzi looked at me with some worry and said, "Auntie, you must not do this recently."
When you go out, don't let Tianbao and his uncle see you, otherwise my father said that he will definitely make trouble for you again. It's really sad to hear this. I actually let a seven or eight-year-old child follow me.
I'm worried about getting angry, but... my fists will be clenched unconsciously. Song Erhu's revenge is in my heart, and I will avenge it sooner or later.
Third sister didn't sleep all night last night because she was following Dr. Sun to get me down from the mountain. So as soon as it got dark, she was so sleepy that she lay on the kang and fell asleep. I helped her cover her with the quilt and just waited.
She was sound asleep and went out...
The answer, yes, I want the answer. To this day, so many things have happened. Even if my fingers are healed and can exert force, if I go to see this person who I don’t know who it is again, even if it comes true
After reading Mr. Nan's prediction, maybe I will be reborn. He said he is my master, which means he may teach me Taoism. But I still want to know why, why I have to fall into this situation and start over.
What do you want to tell me?
Are you heartbroken and letting go completely?
Because everyone has their destination, I am completely the only one left, so God gave me the honor to allow me to start over?
I don’t understand, I really don’t understand, what do you want me to know after going through so much in this village in Luomenling!?
It wasn't until late at night that I went out quietly. Although there was no signal on my mobile phone, I could still use it to check the time. I walked up the mountain in the dark. When I arrived at Uncle Chou's grave, I took a look at the time. It was past eleven o'clock in the evening.
It was getting a bit cold as winter was about to begin. I folded my arms and stood there alone. To be honest, I feel a lot braver now. I went to the grave on the mountain in the middle of the night and stayed in front of the grave, and I didn’t feel a trace of sadness in my heart.
, maybe it’s because this is Uncle Chou’s grave, so the only sound in the dark surroundings is the whistling of the wind and the unknown rustling of the grass. I’m not scared at all, or maybe it’s nothing to be afraid of.
Now, I have even wished for death, so what else should I be afraid of?
"It seems that you still have some feelings for your teacher in your heart..."
There was a sudden sound from behind me, which really shocked me. The key point is that he didn't make any movement at all. Those who didn't know better thought he was hiding behind Uncle Chou's grave, so he deliberately made some noise to scare me.
I!
I stood up straight and looked at his face carefully under the moonlight. Now I could see clearly that he had a very handsome and full face, a bit like the words in the book with eyes full of autumn water and brows like waves. He was very young and wanted.
Not only does he have white hair, I think he looks like he is in his thirties. He is dressed in a white shirt and looks very elegant and free.
“Are you a human or a ghost!!”
He looked at me with a smile on his lips: "Anyway, the sky doesn't accept me. I go to the underground occasionally. As for the earth, I also come here based on my mood. What do you think...what am I?"
This was so mysterious that I still took a small step back, with a full face: "How do I know who you are? You can't be my master. I don't even know who my master is!"
Strictly speaking, grandma is not my master. Although she simply taught me some things like reading incense heads, she was the one who introduced me to Taoism, and Sanxian'er was the one who enlightened me personally.
The person who can help me increase my Taoist skills and solve some of my doubts, and who can truly support me as a master, is the person in my dream who taught me these various spells and formations...
"You really don't know who I am?"
He repeated it again, and I tried hard to use my ears to identify this somewhat familiar voice. It was very clear but full of strength. I opened my mouth wide and said, "You are the one who told me Dan Feng when I was looking for Dan Feng's soul."
Someone will wake up!"
"Think about it carefully..." He still looked at me unhurriedly, spoke a few words faster, and then said with a smile on his lips: "You know."
"Dream man?"
Now it’s my turn, Ma Zhao, “Is it the person who taught me Taoism in my dream? You, you…is it really you??My master??”
"Hahahaha~~" He chuckled and shook his head: "Why, why don't you kneel down when you meet the master?"
I took another step back, "How do I know if you are lying to me..."
"Lie to you?"
He raised his eyebrows slightly and put his hands behind his back: "My teacher has told you a long time ago that we will meet again, but the premise is that you need the mandrill to use its blood to give you spiritual enlightenment. This time will be at least one year.
, Secondly, you need this black dragon who relies on you to connect your yin and yang roots. Everything must be done according to the procedures, otherwise, why would I come out..."
My throat twitched: "But why do you speak so differently from the immortals and gods I know?"
Why do you still go through the procedures when you feel a little unreliable?
"Didn't I tell you that I am neither a fairy, nor a god, nor a ghost, nor a human..."
I stared at him blankly, and almost said, "You are fireworks with different colors... Wait, why are you not being serious with me?"
"Forget it, you, my apprentice, really worry me. You will never speak on the right words again. Let me ask you instead. You have to think clearly about the three questions before answering me, and I also have to think clearly whether I should answer them.
I’ll teach you things again…”
I nodded blankly: "Ask."
In fact, deep down deep down, I still can’t believe that he is the person in my dream. Looking at it, he doesn’t look like an elder or the gods I have come into contact with!
"Stop thinking about me..."
He was not happy anymore, so I lowered my eyes and cleared my throat guiltily: "Ask me."
"Do you want to become a Buddha?"
I shook my head: "I don't want to."
He nodded: "Do you want to become an immortal?"
I continued to shake my head: "I never thought about it."
"Oh..." He responded with meaning in his eyes and looked at me carefully: "Then, have you put it down?"
I thought about it for a moment, but nodded: "Let it go."
"lie!"
His face suddenly changed and he shouted angrily: "When I ask you, I must answer the truth!"
Don't tell me, this really made me feel a little scared, so I opened my mouth and said, "It's just a matter of time, I'll let it go."
"Hehehehe~"
He actually laughed again, and his face turned unusually fast: "Why do people who know your fate know that you will definitely suffer this disaster in your destiny? You are born with yin and yang insecure, the roots of yin and yang are cut off, the Tao is not there, and you are a useless person."
"
I shook my head: "Yes, it is destined."
"of course not!"
He looked at me and pointed his finger: "It's because of your hesitant temper!!"
I was stunned again: "My character?"
He took a long breath and spoke again calmly: "Your grandma tried her best to change your life. She was afraid that one day your efforts would be in vain. Of course, her hard work can be learned from the world.
, she doesn’t want you to meet the root of love, and wholeheartedly hopes that you can achieve enlightenment and become an immortal. But unfortunately, she has not calculated that you have a mortal heart and cannot cut off the root of love. Even if you cut off the root of love, you still don’t want to become an immortal.
Become a god, so everything you do today will definitely happen..."
"how do I say this."
"Ma Jiaolong, think about it carefully. If you had not been born with yin and yang, and had not encountered all kinds of hardships before, I would have pushed the time for you to the time when you and your lover are still deeply affectionate and ready to get married together.
Tell me, if he really wants to marry you, will you make a choice?"
My thinking obviously couldn't keep up with his, but I still insisted on looking back carefully, and then opened my mouth: "I don't know how to choose. I haven't become a college student yet, how can I get married? At that time, I still have to think about it."
Debunking the marriage scandal."
He smiled and looked at me: "This is your hesitant nature. Therefore, your disaster must happen. You will never make a choice. You are always thinking about waiting, waiting for the surrounding environment to give you
Choose, but don’t forget, it’s you who carries the mortal heart, how can others help you choose!!” (To be continued)