Chapter 47 Good as Water

In the thatched house, Lao Dao sits on it, with musk rising from an ancient incense burner, and a green smoke ring room, like a fairy house.

The old man's eyes are not open, and the clouds are placed in his arms. The shape is like a bell, and the immortal Taoist bones seem to jump out of the five elements, not in the three worlds, outside the transcendent things. At this time, he seems to be a part of this room, inseparable and naturally independent.

The cold wind rolled outside, and the heavy snow washed the world and covered the hot body. Under the white cloud dog, all sentient beings only want to survive. In the secular world, countless people cheat and fight with others.

When you look at the outside, you don't know how bitter it is and a little cold. Beyond the transcendent things, the world is respectful, but how many withered and how many orders there are.

"Hey"

How many things in life ended with a sigh.

I don't know why the old man who sat quietly sighed, in the vicissitudes of life, in sadness, and self-deprecating.

"Teacher, why sigh?"

Bathing in the snow and bathing in the wind, the teenager at the door didn't know how long he had been here and finally asked this.

"Teacher?"

The old man is puzzled, but his eyes are abusive, and there is a trace of relief hidden.

did not come in, and the old man did not ask him to come in. If it had been before, the teenager would have broken into the house and did it himself. But today, it's very abnormal. I don't know who is sad and whose sadness is standing outside, against the wind and snow.

The teenager is Qin Feng. He has driven Qingming to call his two brothers, so he stepped on the footsteps of the old way and came to the hut without a wrong step.

I don't know why Qin Feng feels that something is wrong. This feeling has saved his life many times in the past few years. He believed in his feelings, and this time was no exception. His heart was blocked by something. There was no danger, only sadness.

He was going to enter the door, but when he was about to enter, his foot could not take that step. After repeatedly, he finally stopped at the door, and Feng Xue was not moved. He himself couldn't understand why. This was his feeling, and he was convinced.

Standing outside the door, as a green pine, straight and motionless, bathed in the snow and wind, this is pine.

He looked at Lao Dao in a staring way. The strange old man was rescued by Lao Dao three years ago, but he couldn't get out of Tianchi. The old way refused, and no one could get out of Tianchi. He had no choice but to stay in Tianchi.

Over the years, Qin Feng found that the old man was very interesting. When I first knew the identity of the old man, I was still a little scared. This famous immortal was not so friendly. Guo Jia and Xi Zhicai also told themselves that they were not afraid or even disdainful on the surface, but they were worried in their hearts, because the old man was really amazing.

They don't know why the old man imprisoned them and was subject to the land of Tianchi. The old man didn't tell them, just left them here and disappeared for a while.

Qin Feng is very special. He is an alien, so he is more and more respectful of immortals and ghosts. He doesn't know how he came to the Han Dynasty. How can he be afraid? Old Qin is tough, brave and fearless, but that's just for people, who is not afraid of immortals and ghosts.

His father, the First Emperor, is famous in the world and is known as the ancestral dragon. Who in the world dares not to accept it, who dares to look up to him. Including the four seas and swallowing the eight wildernesses, Weijiahai, covering the three emperors and suppressing the five emperors, but still will not despise Tianwei and Mount Taifeng Zen.

The old Taoist priest is very mysterious. In Qin Feng's mind, he has marked him not to enter. But time is terrible. It will corrupt everything, including fear, strangeness, respect, fear and worship.

The old man was very special to him. Two months after leaving the four of them, he left him alone in a strange cave and disappeared in March. The cave is very strange. There is almost everything, but there is no one.

The old man only left him a sentence, asking him to find a roll of bamboo slips in the cave and recite them all. If he can't memorize them, don't come out.

Qin Feng is talented and intelligent, which is not difficult for him. Unfortunately, it didn't take long for him to regret it. There are a lot of bamboo slips in the cave, and then the problem comes. What kind of bamboo slips did the old man ask him to carry? He didn't say his name, so he still played with a bird.

Three days ago, he was scolding the old man. He lost fear of the old man and just wanted to go out. He was going crazy. After that, he began to sleep. He didn't know what to do, but he didn't know anything, so he had to stop eating and wait to die.

After that, he was no longer angry or cursed the old man, and sat aside and looked at the moon in a daze. Don't ask why he saw the moon in the cave. He just saw it. He also saw a lot of mountains, water, people and beasts. It's interesting, but whenever he wants to look carefully, he is not in a daze, but can't see anything. It's just a mountain wall.

His heart calmed down, and there was no time in the cave. He began to take out those bamboo slips to see. He did not believe that the old man would lock him up. But you have to find something to do in the hole, otherwise, who knows if he can get the day the old man let him out.

I don't know how many years, a day, a month, or how long. He almost looked at the bamboo slips, leaving only one roll in his hand, which was the last roll of bamboo slips. He smiled and found that his memory was very good. He remembered almost all the bamboo slips he had seen, which made him overjoyed. The old man would scare you to death, and Qin Feng secretly laughed in the bottom of his heart.

It's really gratifying. Qin Feng looked up and laughed. This is my destiny. God wants to help me!

Happy and sad, the ancients did not bully me. When the happy Qin Feng opened the bamboo slip, the only sentence he could think of.

It was a wordless bamboo slip, nothing written, completely blank, and I couldn't close my mouth with laughter. What's the matter? What's the joke? Is it because the old man accidentally took it wrong? Qin Feng could only think that and thought deeply.

Unfortunately, the blessing and misfortune are not alone. The old man's voice came in. One sentence drove Qin Feng into the abyss, and what he was asked him to recite was the wordless bamboo slip.

Qin Feng understood that this was the old man playing with him. The old man must have been in the mountains for a long time, with psychopathy, schizophrenia and hopelessness. It's a pity that I was so happy just now, and this slap in the face is too fast.

Qin Feng, who was helpless and desperate, sat in the cave. There was no way to live, and the old dead hole was his life.

Darkness, endless darkness. I don't know when there is no light in the cave, and Qin Feng is going crazy. What's the use of this kind of lonely survival? It's better to end it. But every time he thinks so, there will be another voice in his heart: He is not afraid of death, and he is still afraid of living!

I don't know how long it will be, unable to count the time, Qin Feng is no longer floating, no longer like a teenager's mentality, difficult to control himself, he is like a pool of stagnant water, motionless. In the silent cave, the silence at the beginning was just a surface. At this time, Qin Feng was really down-to-earth and as good as water. This is his perception.

Finally, he shook his head, wrote the four words "good as water" on the wordless bamboo slip, and left his pen and smiled from the bottom of his heart.

After that, the old man released him and regained his freedom. I thought the old man would let them out of the mountain, but unfortunately it was a spring dream. There was no trace and it turned into a bubble. The old man no longer cares about him and uses the same method to say that Guo Jia and Xi Zhi are locked in the hole next to the cottage. The treatment is much better than him, and the cave can be seen.

Since then, he began to fight with the old man and no longer feared the reputation of the old man's so-called immortals. Although he has always lost, he has no choice but to be inferior to others. At first, he did everything and still failed. His martial arts were also improving, and his swordsmanship had improved a lot. The swordsmanship just now could be regarded as a master in the wind and snow.

Three years have passed by, and what happened is like a horse in front of my eyes. He felt that the old man was cultivating himself, but he couldn't figure out what kind of person the old man wanted to cultivate himself into over the years. Martial arts knowledge is progressing, but it seems that it can't meet the old man's requirements.

Looking at the old man at the door, it seems detached. Who knows if it is lonely? Maybe only the old man himself knows.

Standing in the wind and snow, my heart is in the spirit.

I heard the old man's long sigh and came to my senses, but why did that sigh make me so heartbroken and sad? Therefore, he unconsciously called "teacher", a name he had never taught, but he had always been a real person.

The old man's joking smile made Qin Feng even more sad, because in the old man's eyes, he did not see happiness. What he saw on the surface may not be true, and what his eyes saw may not be true. He should look carefully and experience it.

It turned out that I had never called. Qin Feng didn't know how much this sentence the teacher had, at least he didn't think so at the beginning. But at this moment, he was ashamed of the answer he saw in the eyes of the old man. In his own eyes, the insignificant name was actually taken so seriously by the old man.

The old man is old. Although he can't see any changes, Qin Feng feels the old breath from the air. Why did he feel it at this time? Qin Feng didn't know. His heart was full of mixed feelings and the tip of his pen was very sour.

After the old man said "teacher" with a smile, he seemed to remember something, and there was a smile and a little memory on his face that had remained unchanged for ten thousand years. Qin Feng didn't dare to look at the old man again. He kept asking himself in his heart how he had lived over the years. Is he so at ease? After learning so much, and even some people can't see the secrets of ancient books in their lives, how can they be so at ease?

"Come in, it's windy outside! And there are two kids hidden next to him. Do you think I'm old and dazzled?

For a long time, the old man seemed to have finished recalling and smiled at Qin Feng.

"bang"

Qin Feng knelt down, knelt in the ice and snow, knelt in the cold wind, and lowered his head, which had not been lowered for three years.

“bang”

"bang"

Then there were two crisp sounds, and the old man smiled purely.

"The old man is not dead yet. Kneel down!"

"Teacher!"

Xi Zhicai had a hoarse throat, and he must have seen the old man's sadness and loneliness. They are all smart people. How can they not see that the old man has been training them in recent years? This is a better environment than the college. There are many books, and you can also argue with the old man, and you can't say anything.

He knows that three years are coming, and the day of leaving will come. The old man will not go out of the mountain again, he knows. What can be done by leaving the old man alone in this fairyland? You can see the old man's disgust for loneliness. In recent years, they have known the old man very well, they know.

"Bang, bang, bang"

Guo Jia didn't say anything, but three noises, the snow splashed on the ground, the ground was frozen hard, and his forehead was soon stained.

Qin Feng and Xi Zhicai looked at Guo Jia. Like Guo Jia, they buckled their heads solemnly. Qin Feng worked very hard and seemed to want to pay back his debts over the years. The old man smiled. If he stopped it, it would be very simple, but he didn't. At this time, the three children were sincere. This is the intention, and they have to accept it.

After the three people kowtowed his head, the old man got up and swept away the appearance of An Tai.

In an instant, the old man became very domineering and extremely heroic, and the cloud swept away

"Zifeng, go and bring your fairy wine and stew the turtle. Let's drink today!"

"Yes"

"Okay, stewed turtle!"