They may use their wisdom and courage to bathe their relatives on the battlefield. They may become ordinary farmers, help the world and save others, or go incognito to the mountains and forests.
Or put on Confucian costumes, teach the descendants, the classics of the sages, the models of the predecessors, and let justice flow in the corners of the world.
Under the bright sun, in addition to the bloody killings, there are also flamboyant groups who are fighting against each other. Only with the pouring of blood can they show their beauty, and with the experience of vicissitudes, can they deal with things calmly and unhurriedly.
In a small country on one side, there is a prefect master who is fidgeting about the inexplicable dead body a few days ago. Although the dead and inexplicable disappearances during the war were normal, the few remaining corpses were too weird.
In a remote village in a certain county, there are only a few households. Because it is far away from the prosperous area, it is usually ordinary people who have been farming for generations.
There was an old couple who depended on each other. The only son went to the battlefield. He had already died in the battle. At present, the two old people are alone and helpless. They rent a piece of grain plots. Except for their own family, they have all been handed over to the government. The people who suffered so much that they were a little younger were arrested and went to war, leaving only the old, weak, sick and disabled in the village.
One morning, the old woman opened the door to take out the garbage, only to find three bodies lying next to her hayloft. All three corpses had no heads, all blood seemed to be drained, and the bones on the thighs were exposed. The old woman screamed when she saw it.
Soon, everyone in the village got up. When the villagers saw the three corpses, they immediately reported them to the prefect. Upon hearing this, Master Zhou, the elder of the prefectural county government, immediately sent someone to transport the three corpses back.
The people sent did not find the head of the corpse for many miles around the village, and no households in the surrounding villages had lost their population. The villagers calmed down quickly, but Master Zhou of the county government was fidgeting.
After examining the corpse, Veza reported that the corpse had been chopped off and died. There was no sign of poisoning on the corpse, except that the flesh on the calf was gone, and bones were exposed. There was no physical sign.
Ge Zuo’s report did not convince this old man. Zhou looked at the three headless corpses time and time again, wandering back and forth in his study, staring at him from time to time, thinking hard, lifting his pen and writing on the paper. , And occasionally frowned, helping the case in meditation.
Seeing that Master Zhou was so distressed, his personal guard asked tentatively, "Master is worried about the three headless bodies."
Master Zhou's personal guards were met by Master Zhou Jinshi and later. The young people are generous and decent, thoughtful and thoughtful, and have a good martial arts, talent and character are appreciated by Master Zhou, this is the only way to be a personal guard by his side. .
Wang Huwei has followed Master Zhou for many years, and is obedient to Master Zhou. On the one hand, he admires Master Zhou as a rare upright official who can call the shots for the people. On the other hand, Master Zhou is generous to others, is charitable, and treats Wang Huwei. Family members take care of them even more.
Wang Huwei was in danger for Master Zhou many times, and he saved Master Zhou's life many times.
Master Zhou and Wang Huwei faced each other. The two looked at each other for a long time, and both saw trust in each other's eyes.
Master Zhou nodded to Huwei Wang, expressing his trust in Huwei Wang.
At the same time, Wang Huwei nodded firmly at Master Zhou, indicating that he was absolutely loyal to Master Zhou.
The eyes are the windows of the soul. The ancients often said that the eyes are transparent and are not private, and the eyes are evasive, sinister and treacherous, and untrustworthy and patient.
Wang Huwei and Master Zhou looked at each other for an instant, and already knew each other's character and mind. The usual care and protection cannot tell a person's choice in the face of life and death. What's more, the things that Master Zhou wants to deliver far exceed his own net worth and the well-being of his family.
Master Zhou was originally the eldest son of a large family of scholars, and his family had some influence in the dynasty. He was held in the palm of his family when he was born, and when he was very young, the family invited the most famous master of the time to teach him poetry.
Master Zhou was clever and smart since he was a child, and was placed high hopes by his family. But when his father was framed when he was ten years old, his family was almost ransacked. He was secretly sent away, and since then he was kept incognito. It’s a teenager.
Because his true identity could not be revealed, he deliberately lowered his score in the scientific examination, just to get what he wanted to be a parent official in a remote place, and live by this.
Because of his experience of rape and rape, he suffered from loneliness and poverty, so he hated the rapes and corrupt officials. After experiencing the ups and downs of life, he also gradually looked down on the feelings of life. He specially made some strange people and strangers, and studied the principles of the great principles and the magic of the medicine.
Master Zhou always upholds the heart of kindness and justice for many years, only for the benefit of one creature, and at the same time constantly makes friends with strange people and strangers in the world, and met a white-haired veteran during an accidental trip with fellow Taoists.
The old Daoist is kind eyebrows and good-eyed, and he is immortal. He can't see how old the old Daoist is, but seeing him with white eyebrows, white beard, and white clothes, his cheeks are rosy, he looks like a childish look.
The veteran Taoist traveled around the world, passing by a mountain by chance, and there seemed to be a few people in Taoist robes drinking tea and chatting on the pavilion. So the old Taoist stepped forward and said hello one by one.
When everyone saw the veteran sage, he had a childish face, and they were elegant and free and easy, and they were not arrogant, and they chatted with everyone very happily. This Master Zhou was also among a group of Taoists. Master Zhou saw that the old Tao was long and extraordinary, and there was a faintly immortal air between his words. Master Zhou suddenly felt in awe, so he prayed to the old master three times.
"Old man, it seems that you are also a member of my sect. I don't know where the old man practiced?"
The old chief smiled slightly, and looked up and down Master Zhou, his eyes were full of brilliance, and he nodded slightly to Master Zhou.
Master Zhou was puzzled by the expression of the old Daoist. He was shocked. He looked at the old Daoist in a puzzled manner. He said in his heart: "Ah, this old man is very unusual. He seems to be able to see through people's hearts. When he saw him just now, he instantly felt himself. It's empty, there is no privacy in the whole body, and all my past, future and present are in the eyes of the old man."
The old man's eyes made Master Zhou uncomfortable for an instant. As soon as Master Zhou was about to ask questions, the old man chuckled and said: "I want to hide everything in the mountains. After life and death, I am committed to serving as an official of the people's parents and punishing the evil and the good. "
When Master Zhou heard it, the big beads of sweat on his head ooze out immediately. He almost fell in front of the old man after hearing the four sentences. It wasn't that the four sentences that uttered his life and shocked him, but the feeling that the old man said, always letting everything surrender free and easy. In the face of that power, everything was like a dream bubble.
The love, hatred, selfishness and miscellaneous thoughts in the world were gently erased in front of the mysterious power of the old man, and empty, leaving only a transparent heart in repentance and self-blame.
To pursue wealth and glory in life, and to live forever, Master Zhou has faded away from the heart of wealth and the hope of glory. But it is difficult to let go of immortality.
When Master Zhou thought of this, he respectfully bowed to the old man and adjusted his thoughts. He asked his throat and said, "Old man..."
"Hahaha" the old man immediately laughed three times and stopped Master Zhou's questioning.
The old man twisted his beard lightly, looking up at the green hills behind him, but seeing the winding and rugged mountain road leading to the top of the mountain, and seeing the wild flowers on the side of the mountain road, the sun was just right, the old man nodded slightly and secretly said: "It's time to appear."
After speaking, the old man turned around with a smile on his face. The smile seemed to melt the ice, and it was so friendly.
Although the several Taoists present thought that their cultivation was extraordinary, they suddenly and unconditionally surrendered in front of the old man.
The old man saw that everyone was not disgusted with the aura he exuded, but he became obedient. The old man was also very happy in an instant.
You should know that the Taoist practitioners hold their own family, all of them believe that their own is right. Although they are the same, they are in different groups. Everyone is not willing to express appreciation and recognition to other people.
On the surface, the mutual humility and false courtesy are all magic weapons to decorate oneself. Under the gorgeous coat, they are all arrogant, self-righteous and selfish.
The old man looked at everyone who was sitting, still smiling cheerfully, but the old man glanced over, what kind of people were sitting again, and what major events that affected their destiny had happened to them, the old man knew exactly what happened.
If you understand that life is like exploring the pockets and predicting the future, it is like reaching out and holding flowers. I am afraid that everything except what has been predicted, then it is really like this. The old man's eyes were clear and sharp.
The old man knew the people who were sitting again, so he slowly said: "Spring flowers and autumn fruits, winter snow and summer sun, the only thing in the world is that all things grow and support each other. How can you be immortal? Don't get lost because of greed. To self."
When Master Zhou heard it, he let out a cold sweat. If he was a little surprised just now, he was now in admiration.
What he wants to ask, he himself has not asked, but the old man has already answered. Master Zhou thought to himself: "If the man in front of you is not a god, he must be an expert in Taoism, and he must seize the opportunity. Conversation with a lot of people."
"I have my own heart as a sect, but as a commander, this is completely forbidden. I have wives and children. I can't abandon them because of selfishness. I can't just escape into the empty door. I can only have more contact. The old man in front of me must be good. Treat each other."
The only hobby of this upright official Zhou is to follow the world's superiors and learn the method of birth, so that he can be a man of fate to Hong Chen. He didn't expect to find the miracle of a lifetime to meet here, let alone how happy he was.
People around don’t know what they’re talking about? At first, I saw that the old man's manners were respectful and courteous, but now I saw the old man talking to himself, and at the same time, there was a divine light of contempt.
The old man saw that everyone couldn't break through the barrier of consciousness, and he was still addicted to self-narcissism. So haha laughed.
It is only this week that the master understands the mystery, but it is not easy to explain that people are selfish. Whoever wants to see that good thing is his own, and who is willing to publicize the hope of immortality.
Seeing that the crazy old man started to laugh again at this moment, everyone began to look at the old man with contempt and mockery.
The old man didn't care, he still laughed, and the smile was like the legend of Maitreya Buddha: "A big belly can tolerate things that the world cannot tolerate, and smiles often laugh at ridiculous people in the world."
This time the laugh sounds not loud, but it can penetrate into everyone’s heart. Everyone who sits again feels an unprecedented sense of wonder: that is that everything is funny and ridiculous, whether it’s painful or happy, no matter what Prosperity and wealth or wealth and wealth, in short, all existence in the world is ridiculous and absurd.