Chapter 1423 Chai Wu

Starlight fell, and the stars flashed in the night sky. It seemed to be looking at the ground. Su Ming in the village was sitting in the yard, cutting firewood. He always looked calm. The cut firewood was placed neatly next to him, which was obviously different from the mess of the old man cutting firewood before.

The old man's firewood is of different sizes, thin and thick. After cutting, it is full of wood chips, and here in Su Ming, after all the firewood is cut, there is almost no difference.

Even the sound of cutting firewood was very regular, which was different from the old man. Until midnight, the door of the house behind Su Ming squeaked. The old man, wearing a small jacket, walked out with his hands behind his back, stood beside Su Ming, and took a look at the firewood cut by Su Ming through the moonlight. He frowned.

"It's not right for you to cut firewood like this."

Su Ming put down his axe and looked up at the old man.

"What's wrong?" This is the first time that Su Ming has spoken in this yard.

"There's nothing wrong. You're not cutting wood, you're cutting people. That's all, you old man who cuts firewood, I can't sleep. Come on, I'll teach you how to cut firewood. With a lesson-taught tone, the old man came forward and touched Su Ming and motioned Su Ming to get up.

When Su Ming got up, the old man sat on the wooden pier, picked up the axe, took out the firewood, and with a bang, stuck the axe on the firewood and knocked it several times in a row. Then he clicked and split the firewood into two halves of different sizes. After falling casually on both sides, the old man looked

"Do you understand?"

"No." Su Ming shook his head.

"Your little doll's understanding is too bad. See it clearly. I'll show you again." The old man said, picked up a piece of firewood again, and when he picked up the axe, he slit the firewood in half again with a bang.

"Do you understand this time?" The old man looked at Su Ming with an expectant face.

"No." Su Ming frowned and still shook his head.

"You, you... That's all. I'll show you again." The old man spit on his hands, picked up the firewood and split it again.

"Do you understand?"

"No."

"Do you understand this time?"

"It's almost..."

In this way, time passed slowly. More than an hour passed in a blink of an eye. The old man kept cutting the firewood, and Su Ming kept shaking his head until the last piece of firewood left in the yard, the old man's eyes turned over.

"You kid, you are angry with the old man, aren't you?" The old man threw the axe in his hand and looked at Su Ming angrily, rubbing his wrist. This more than an hour of cutting of firewood seemed to make the old man a little tired.

"I understand this time. Thank you for your advice." Su Ming looked calm and thoughtful. Looking at the old man, he nodded solemnly and bowed deeply with his fist.

"Undersood? What do you understand?" The old man stared and said angrily.

"Every section of the firewood I cut is very neat and regular, but such neatness and regularity are deliberately done. Even if I don't realize it, it naturally causes such a result.

And every section of the predecessor's firewood is natural. Whether it is broken or large, I can't find the same two, just like life... There are no two people, they are really exactly the same, at most similar.

Presors are not cutting firewood here, but cutting off life. Su Ming spoke gently, and his words echoed late at night. After hearing it, the old man was silent for a long time. He slowly raised his head and took a deep look at Su Ming.

"A matter of cutting firewood, you can have such a long talk to your place. The old man tells you that the reason why I cut firewood like this is that only in this way can I burn the fire. Do you understand?

Cut wood for yours, it's not easy to burn!!" The old man stood up angrily and stared at Su Ming.

"The younger generation only doesn't know. With the cultivation and identity of the predecessors, which part of their life they want to cut off, and why they want to cut off, and... Although they don't know how many years they have been cut off, why... they have never been cut off!" Su Ming looked at the old man and didn't care about his previous words, but opened his mouth calmly.

"What a mess, sleep, that boy, sleep outside in the future, don't sleep in the room!" The old man snorted and turned around thinking about walking to the house.

"Or, what the seniors want to cut is not life, but the heart knot condensed in that period of life. Do you have to cut off your own heart knot so that the road can appear at your feet...

The reason why the senior has never cut off this heart knot is that even the senior is hesitant. I don't know whether it should be cut or not? When Su Ming opened his mouth indifferently, the old man did not look back and had reached the door of the house. When he was about to lift his foot and step in, Su Ming suddenly seemed to have a touch of understanding.

"Is it possible that... the reason why the senior hesitated to be beheaded or not is that the senior hesitated to be the truth of this knot? I'm afraid that I'm going to cut the wrong, so I'm indecisive, so... I have to calm myself down in this cutting of firewood. Instead of asking myself, it's better to ask the way of heaven!" At the moment when Su Ming's words came out, the old man's feet stepped into the threshold, his whole foot was outside and one foot inside. He slowly turned his head and looked at Su Ming. At this moment, his expression showed a very different look from ordinary.

seemed to be solemn, with a trace of contraction of his eyes. When he looked at Su Ming, even Su Ming clearly noticed that the old man seemed to be different at this moment.

But where exactly is different, but he can't say it clearly.

"You..." When the old man opened his mouth faintly, he paused slightly.

"Do you snore at night?" At the moment when this sentence came out, even Su Ming was stunned.

"If you want to snore, old man, I will kick you away." After saying that, the old man turned around and walked into the house.

Su Ming stood there in silence for a moment, with a smile on his face.

"The answer to the person who can make him so respectful with Gu Tai's cultivation is also equivalent to telling me, and among the three nine Taoist gods, one is the Shuraman's Shura, the second is the emperor of the imperial capital, and the third... but few people know his sect and the Taoist name..." Su Ming looked up at the He slowly sat down cross-legged and closed his eyes.

When the early morning came, at the moment Su Ming opened his eyes, his eyes suddenly shrank. He saw that the firewood cut last night was actually gathered together again like a reversal of time.

"What are you doing in a s are? Why don't you cut firewood!" There seemed to be some angry sounds. As the door of the house was pushed open, the old man changed his little jacket and came out with a smoker.

Su Ming meditated slightly and didn't say anything. He went to the wooden pier fat, picked up the axe, looked at the firewood, and closed his eyes. When his eyes opened, there was no fierceness of the monk in his eyes, and he could no longer see the breath of the monk in his body, as if No longer a monk, but a mortal youth.

Until this time, he dropped his axe at will, and the firewood was suddenly two halves, not neat, but of different sizes.

Looking at the two halves of the firewood, Su Ming seemed to be a little touched, as if what he saw was not the firewood, but the feeling of creating some kind of life, as if... There were no two pieces of wood cut like this in the world, but because of himself, they appeared.

This feeling comes quickly and dissipates invisibly. It seems that when Su Ming wants to explore carefully, he can't notice it. This is obviously different from the firewood cutting last night.

In the meditation, Su Ming picked up the second piece of firewood and continued to cut it, one by piece... Until the whole day passed, Su Ming seemed to forget the passage of his day until dusk. When he was in a trance, he saw that there was no whole piece of firewood in front of him.

"What? It's good to cut it today. That's all. You are allowed to have a rest. In this way, you can change into a dress, take these firewood, go to the carpenter Zhang in the west of the village, and get it back the food in exchange. I haven't eaten for a day, and I'm starving to death. The old man sat on the threshold, smoked a cigarette bag, patted a dress that had been prepared for Su Ming for a long time, and opened his mouth angrily.

Su Ming came over slowly and didn't always hold his fist as he did yesterday. Instead, he picked up his clothes directly and changed them in the yard. This is a coarse linen cloth with some patches on it, which looks very simple.

After changing his clothes, Su Ming tied up the firewood in the yard and walked out of the yard on his back. In the sunset, his back was pulled long and fell into the yard. In the eyes of the old man who smoked the cigarette bag, he watched Su Ming go away and slowly put down the cigarette bag, showing a trace of melancholy.

"Are you old? Even this little doll can see what's on my mind... I can't cut it off... The world... Is it true or not?" The old man muttered softly, with bitterness and confusion on his face.

Day after day, such a life is rare and peaceful. Soon three months have passed. In three months, Su Ming has always been cutting firewood. Every time he has a different understanding, but there is always something missing... Similarly, three months have also made Su Ming integrate into this village and be picked up by this village. Receive.

Everyone in the village knows that the old man in the east of the village has adopted a son, who has a nice name, Su Ming.

until a rainy night half a year later...

The sky was thunderous, and lightning flashed across the earth. Su Ming in the yard lay in the wooden shed. He had been here for half a year. Despite the sound of rain outside, it did not drip into the shed. Su Ming was comfortable lying here.

In this rainy night, outside the village, at this moment when the lightning flashed through the night sky, two figures came out beside the jungle. They were two fat and thin figures, wearing gray Taoist robes. When they stood there, there seemed to be invisible barriers around them, making the rain inaccessible.

It seems that they are standing there, which is equivalent to standing on the top of heaven and earth, especially the cultivation of these two people. If a monk detects it, he must be in a state of mind. This is... Taoist lord!

"The elder deduced the heavens and the earth, buried the universe in ancient times, and finally figured out where this person was. Unexpectedly, he hid in this mortal village!" The two of them were dry and thin, and they opened their mouths faintly, and their voices were slightly sharp.

"Of course he has to hide, but since he has been found, he can't hide today."

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