The dinner was actually quite sumptuous, and there was even a small separate pot of thick medicinal soup.
The master handed it to me and insisted on letting me drink it alone. He said: "I don’t know what kind of place this place is. There seems to be a lot of good things. I picked a lot of things. Anyway, with you Master Chen here, I am not afraid of the medicinal properties." It's washed over your body, drink it quickly."
I took the medicinal soup and smelled it. In fact, the smell was not good. After all, the medicinal smell was a bit pungent, but I smelled a familiar and warm smell.
Just like the medicinal soup he handed to me with his own hands night after night in the bamboo forest.
"Why didn't you?" Master insisted on letting me drink alone, which made me feel a little embarrassed. After all, there were so many elders present, how could I be embarrassed to drink alone
You don’t need to think about it to know that there are a lot of good ingredients in this pot of soup.
"Chengyi, you drink it. Your master has put away the good things a long time ago. He said that you have stopped taking medicine for many years and prepared some more for you." Uncle Chen smiled gently, and the breeze ruffled his hair, which was already all To put it bluntly, this is the price of war.
Facing Master Chen's words, I didn't say anything. Instead, I lowered my head and started to slowly drink the pot of medicinal soup. The hot feeling spread from my throat to my stomach. How long has it been? Familiar care... I once enjoyed it freely, and then lost it. When I came back, I felt an uneasy cherishment in my heart.
Meals and clean clothes were brought by the elders from God's palace under the platform after they woke up. We talked about it while eating, and I realized that when I was asleep, almost all the people in God's palace had left. .
In fact, there were basically no people involved. In that battle, all the fighting power of God was used. Whether it was the corpse refining or the men in green robes, the rest were ordinary people, that is, the men in gray robes. .
They should also be loyal supporters of God. When they see God fail, their first choice is to run away in fear. Is this really correct? In this dangerous space, maybe you can survive longer if you stay on God’s territory, right
"Master..." Thinking of this, I hesitated. After all, with so many people's lives, should Master remind them to stay here
The master seemed to have understood my thoughts, and took out his dry tobacco stick from the yellow cloth bag he carried with him. Then he took out a paper bag containing tobacco leaves very preciously, and carefully packed some of the few remaining dry tobacco leaves. He lit it and took a puff. When the thick smoke was exhaled, he said: "Chengyi, do you blame me for not stopping you?"
I was somewhat addicted to the smell of dry cigarettes. After all, this was the smell that had accompanied me throughout my childhood and adolescence. After Master left, I tried to take a few puffs of dry cigarettes for a while. What I missed was this familiar taste. smell.
But I couldn't find it, just because the dry tobacco leaves that Master smoked were somewhat special and couldn't be obtained through ordinary means, and I didn't know where to get them specifically.
Seeing that I didn't speak, Master didn't care. He just said to himself: "Actually, it's not just the gray-robed men who escaped. There are also some young people imprisoned in the palace of God. They should be people sent in from the holy village outside. , you know? These people can’t get out.”
"Can't we get out?" I looked up at Master and suddenly thought of a question, if they can't get out, can we too
"Yes, you can't get out, but you actually have to believe in people's ability to reproduce and survive. Just like in ancient times, the environment was not necessarily as safe as here, but humans still survived! This is A difficult process, in which there was no protection for ancient humans... What I actually want to say is, respect nature. If they hide here, they might still face a disaster, so why not Go and face this place early. Or, you can regard this place as a world." The smoke from the dry smoke floated up, with a slightly irritating smell, which made the master squint his eyes. There was a deep look on the master's face in the smoke. .
Sometimes, protection is not necessarily a kind of mercy. If you cannot protect forever, it is better to let the protected person learn to face it earlier.
This principle can spread from one person to a group of people... Master is just telling me this.
I can't get rid of my old habits for many years. Whenever I catch something, I will always tell me something. In fact, I can understand it as soon as Master says it. But what I am curious about is, why does Master say this is a world? This is hard for me to imagine.
My limited thinking is not enough for me to understand this, but I know what Master should know
So I subconsciously said: "A world?"
"It's a world. Maybe I can't fully explain it to you... I can only say that in the vast world, our location is so small. How much can we see when we look up at the sky and the earth?" Master has not said that. No need to explain too much, I always feel that the master who has disappeared for almost ten years has become much deeper than before. It seems that knowing too much is not necessarily a good thing.
Therefore, I didn’t ask too much, and I put the medicinal soup aside... I grabbed a piece of roasted meat that was perfectly grilled, and ate it in big mouthfuls under the jealous eyes of Uncle Hui, who was drinking porridge. I should actually be worried about something, but I ate the barbecue. It wasn't until after I finished eating that I wiped my hands casually and asked Master, "Master, can we not get out too?"
The master chuckled, and then I noticed that he had been playing with a stone in his hand. Isn't that the Sky Pattern Stone that was destroyed by Lin Xiaohua? What is he doing with this stone? Now that God has been destroyed, what use does this stone have
But the master didn't seem to want to explain it to me. He just tossed the stones in his hands casually, chewed the tobacco, and smiled in a "treacherous" way, or there was a trace of worry in his eyes. Unfortunately, I don't know. It's not my imagination, I'm not sure.
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We stayed on this platform for three days, and I didn't understand why Master and the others insisted on staying here, and then waited with great peace of mind. I didn't know what they were waiting for.
During these three days, we seemed to have reached a tacit agreement together, that is, we would never talk about the past or what happened in these years.
In fact, we didn't have much time to talk about this, just because the older generation seemed to be a little nervous for no reason, and they tried their best during the past three days to seize the time to restore themselves.
This made me inexplicably nervous and I took the time to recover.
In fact, I asked Master why I didn’t stay in the room under the platform. Master went to get a lot of quilts and mattresses. When he came back, Master simply said to me: "It doesn’t wind or rain here. Is there any room?" It’s not very important.”
In such peaceful days, I lived very comfortably. Even when I was recovering from my studies, I was not as active as Master and the others. Often while they were still meditating, I would wake up bored. Sometimes I would lie on the ground and look above my head. In the night sky, I would sometimes squat in front of Master, pull his beard and watch him meditate.
I didn't deliberately lose my innocence, but in front of Master, I always felt like I wanted to get back the feeling I had back then.
I actually have a lot of questions in my mind, such as what does Uchimura’s half-master mean? Why did Grandma Ling Qing suddenly wake up when she saw him? However, when I was getting along with them, my brain seemed to be running out of energy and I simply forgot about these issues.
This is a problem inherited from childhood. I don’t care about things, but I have a master for everything.
Three days later, this day was very normal. Master and the others were still meditating quietly. I woke up early, leaned on Master's back casually, and looked at the starry sky that seemed to last forever, but suddenly, , I felt Master's body move, and then I heard him say: "It's almost time. The person who came to pick us up has probably arrived. It's time to go."
People coming to pick us up, what does that mean? I subconsciously wanted to ask Master, but after seeing Master say this, everyone stood up one after another.
Wu Liyu, in particular, looked a little weird, but he patted his clothes and said, "Then let's go. I've been waiting for a long time."