Chapter 66 Master, I'm here

Chapter 66 Master, I'm Coming

I lived in the ancient city of Dali on Sunday night. This is the first time I have been to visit beautiful Dali on Sunday. In the impression of Sunday, this should be a city full of romance. But when I woke up early on Sunday morning, had breakfast, walked out of the hotel with my backpack and went outside. When I saw the flow of people and traffic on the street, I was disappointed again. In addition to some buildings with different styles from the mainland, they have already fallen into a busy commercial tide. Zhou Tian walked on the Dali street once commanded by Prince Duan, looking for a trace of the old days, but nowhere to find them. Pedestrians are in a hurry, there are many vendors, and there is no leisure for a moment. In fact, Zhou Tian is too idealistic. Ordinary people in any place can't make a living by romance. They have to be busy for a living, especially in a remote mountainous area where the economy is not developed and there is no outstanding industries except tourism. Tourism is to satisfy the desire of the rich person in the mainland. They are on their way home during the Spring Festival. Why did someone come here for fun? Those touching stories are written for rich and leisurely people. The peddlers support a powerful country with hard work. They are always the mainstream of society and the cornerstone of the prosperity and development of a nation. Occasionally, a few boys and girls dressed like students in white clothes glanced at the streets, making Zhou At dawn, I believed that I had indeed arrived in Yunnan and reached the border. I don't want to stay here for a long time on Sunday and go west. There is a foreign street in Dali, which is a famous commercial area. After crossing the foreign street, there is the Yunnan-Tibet Highway. After a hundred miles west along the Yunnan-Tibet Highway and then turn south, you can reach the border. After crossing the border is the Yuhai Mountain where the master lives in seclusion. On Sunday, in a supermarket on Yangren Street (yes, it is indeed a supermarket, I have really been there) bought six bottles of Wuliangye for my master, threw away the useless things in the backpack, stuffed the wine in, bought some meat randomly, carried the backpack on my shoulder, and took a big stride to continue to the west. This product is still a little calculating. This backpack is Wu Yu borrowed it. According to Sunday, he planned to bring nothing, but he wanted to see his master for more than ten years. Without some gifts, he seemed that his apprentice was too ignorant, so he borrowed a backpack from Wu Yu. Now he bought wine for the cheap master, which is just right to use. People who travel long-distance know that this kind of backpack is the most suitable for long distance. Those who trek, especially when climbing mountains, can free their hands, otherwise they will carry a big schoolbag to climb the mountain and won't tire you to death. The foreigner street is about one kilometer long. Zhou Tian crossed Yangren Street and arrived at the westernmost part of Dali City. Even Zhou Tian also knew that he had to find a car. Originally, there were various buses in the city, but Sunday was still thinking about the affair and wanted to take a ride. If it was a MM, it would be too comfortable.

When I watched the 100th car passing by with the most touching smile on Sunday, I felt that my decision to hitchhike was a stupid decision. Now go back to the city to find a bus station, then buy a ticket to get on the bus, and you can go to the border town in the afternoon. If you are still waiting here, maybe no one will give you a ride until dark. Just as Sunday was about to go back, a red Santana with black smoke stopped. Sunday rubbed his eyes and looked at the dilapidated car. It couldn't be Liu Gang who came here driving the magic car in the team. The window rolled down, and the man with a beard on his face showed his white teeth and said with a smile to Zhou Tian, "Brother, do you want a ride?" On Sunday, I felt that the bearded man's teeth were whiter than the snow on the snowy mountain, and his heart was purer than the water of the Holy Lake. This is a person who took the initiative to find a ride. How kind his heart is. Although Zhou Tian can't tell his age from his bearded face and can't tell which ethnic group he is, Zhou Tian believes that he must be the most amiable and respectable person in the world. Sunday opened the door and sat next to the beard. A man's smell of alcohol, tobacco and sweat filled the whole car. Sunday liked this smell, which reminded him of those climbling days in the second special service team. On Sunday, he made a fire and sent it to the beard's mouth. The beard said with a smile, and started the car to raise a cloud of dust and drive in the direction of the towering mountains in the west. Along the way, the bearded kept talking. Zhou Tian said that he was a backpacker. Taking advantage of the Spring Festival holiday to travel to Yunnan, the bearded and introduced the scenery of Yunnan to Zhou Tian, saying that he had traveled all over the country and had never found a place with comparable scenery to Yunnan, especially the West Lake and so on. Yes, it is a place where women like to stay. Men will lose their blood and become yin and yang when they stay in that place for a long time. Only Yunnan is the most refreshing. There is the Erhai Lake like the softest woman, the most masculine Cangshan in the sky, the beautiful butterfly spring for men and women, and there are always cuckoos singing in a happy life. The beard introduced his hometown to Zhou Tian like a song. Zhou Tiantian will be a man who is extremely proud of his home. This kind of man is the most sincere and refreshing. In the enthusiastic song of the beard, the car drove near the border between Yunnan and Tibet. Since then, the Yunnan-Tibet Highway has to go west and enter the Tibetan area, but Zhou Tian has to get off here and turn south, which is less than 20 kilometers away from the border. Sunday gratefully expressed his gratitude to the beard. The beard waved his hand and launched the broken Pusan to continue to drive west.

This is a small town with hundreds of families. Because it is far away from the mainland, although it guards the Yunnan-Tibet highway connecting Yunnan and Tibet, the economy is very backward. Along both sides of the road are a low and gray bungalows, and men in Tibetan robes are listlessly surrounded in front of the house. The local dog tied to the pillar barked when he saw a stranger. Two or three Han men put a broken table on the roadside, put a few bottles of mineral water and instant noodles, waiting for business.

Sunday didn't want to make trouble. He went straight through the dilapidated village and walked south along the dirt road. The men around looked at the strange man with a dull expression. Occasionally, such backpackers got off from here and went south. Although they were strange, they did not surprise these people.

Zhou Tian estimated that he had stepped out of the villagers' sight and lifted the true qi from Dantian and slowly ran along the meridians. The true qi was like a stream, gently flowing in Zhou Tian's body, making a hot current gradually rise in his body, and then Zhou Tian transported the true qi to his legs and accelerated his pace. The mountains in southern Yunnan are towering into the clouds. The mountains are lush with trees and many birds and beasts. Zhou Tian walked about 10 kilometers and entered the no man's land. The mountains and fields are tall, with tall trees, dense vegetation and many kinds of flowers and plants. At this time, the sun is about to go down. Zhou Tian wants to cross the border before dark, so he has no intention to enjoy the scenery on the roadside. , speeding up the pace and driving in the mountains.

When it was dark, Zhou Tian came to the border line. A boundary monument stood quietly beside a piece of mountain stone. Zhou Tian stopped for a moment, wiped the boundary marker with his hand a few times, and then quickly crossed it and entered the neighboring country. With the memory of more than ten years ago, Zhou Tian climbed several mountains, and not far away was Yuhai Mountain, where the master lived in seclusion. Zhou Tian even poured all his true energy on his legs and ran to Yuhai Mountain.

The sky was already dark. With a trace of moonlight, Zhou Tian came to the foot of Yuhai Mountain. There were few people and many fierce beasts. Zhou Tian couldn't help but be careful. Don't see the master feed the beasts. When Zhou Tian turned across a small river and came to an open space and saw a stone hut in a green bamboo safe and sound, he was relieved. . With the wind under his feet, he quickly ran to the door of the stone house and opened the door. The room was dark, but the master was not in the house. On Sunday, I saw that the furnishings in the room were still the same as more than ten years ago. The fire in front of the stove was slightly bright, and the room was clean and there was no dust. I knew that the master was fine. I was relieved, but I didn't know where the master had gone? Put his bag in the house, turned around and came to the front of the courtyard. A bright moon hung on the corner of the mountain. The mountains near and far are like a picture scroll in the faint moonlight. This master is really good at choosing a place. The mountains and rivers are beautiful, and it is really a good place for self-cultivation.

Suddenly, there was a slight footsteps on the side of the bamboo forest at the foot of the mountain. For a moment, a figure flashed out in the moon shadow. There was a fat fish in his hand. If it wasn't the master, it could be any one. Zhou Tian rushed forward, ploped on his knees and knelt down. The man stepped back and said, "How can you kowtow at people?" It is his own cheap master who is not respected by the old. Zhou Tian knocked three times on the ground, got up and smiled and said, "Only I, the unlucky apprentice, will come here, otherwise, who else will come?" The old man was also happy when he saw Zhou Tian, but when he saw that the boy was empty-handed, he scolded, "You also have the face to say that it's okay if you don't come to see the master for more than ten years, but he came back, but I didn't even bring a bottle of wine. I'm a free apprentice." Zhou Tian said, "It's good to come. If I hadn't wanted to eat the meat cooked by the master, I really wouldn't have come." The master laughed dryly and asked, "I really didn't bring a bottle of wine to the master?" Zhou Tian shook his head repeatedly, and the master snorted, ignored Zhou Tian and entered the stone house. Sunday followed in, and the master lit the oil lamp, and a smell of burning livestock fat immediately spread throughout the room. With the light, the master found that Zhou Tian put on the back of the bag aside, grabbed it, doubled it randomly, searched out six bottles of Wuliangye, opened one bottle, smelled it under his nose, and said, "Okay. Wine, I haven't drunk this kind of wine for a day. He looked up and took a big sip and said hello. I said that the apprentice I received will not forget the master. No matter what the master said, he saved your life." Zhou Tian was speechless. The master was too good. The master said, "I don't owe you. Kill this fish. I'll cook soup for you." Zhou Tian asked, "This is also a century-old god fish?" God, if there was always that kind of thing, I would have become an immortal." Master and Zhou Tian fought and cooked the fish and drank a bottle of Wuliangye with a slightly bright oil lamp. Master thought that he hadn't drunk for a long time. Although he had a wedding wine, he couldn't drink well. Half a bottle went down and fell into **. He slept. Zhou Tian made a quilt made of beast skin The son covered the master, sat cross-legged in the middle of the room, lifted the true spirit and practiced.

(PS: Sunday is going to change, but in fact, leisure is going to change, cultivation plus killing and punishment, and it is contemporary, what is it? It's a bandit police, and your collection is correct. Wonderful starts right away)