Are you related to my master? This made me a little curious, and I quickly put away my leisurely mood. I wanted to hear what Uncle Zheng and Granny Yun said about what was going on
"This matter is easy to say. He almost became your master's disciple back then, but in the end he was rejected by your master." Uncle Zheng is worthy of being the first cheerful old man. I was just about to listen to a long story. , he sent it to me in just one sentence.
Brother Chengxin was drinking tea. After hearing Uncle Zheng's explanation, he couldn't hold it back and spit out a mouthful of tea, spitting all over Xiao Chengqian's face, and then started coughing repeatedly.
"You did it on purpose." Xiao Chengqian looked innocent, and Cheng Yuan held back his laughter and wiped Xiao Chengqian's face.
Brother Chengxin ignored Xiao Chengqian at all, looked at Uncle Zheng and said, "Is this the end?"
"Well, it's over. Is there anything else?" Uncle Zheng and Xiao Chengqian were 'innocent' together.
On the other hand, Granny Yun coughed twice and said, "We found out about this from the elders of his school, because we have all seen that the child has trouble with you, and as the master, we have to ask why, right? Your master probably hurt the child by refusing to accept him as his disciple, so we asked and came to you to ask you not to be really angry with him."
"I'm not angry." I put down the tea cup. I wasn't angry in the first place. Now that I heard the reason, I wasn't angry anymore. I was just curious. Although the master was unreliable, he was definitely a man of great promise. How could he refuse Ji temporarily? What about Qing? What's the reason in between
But before I had time to ask, Ruyue had already raised her chin and asked: "Grandma Yun, do you know something more detailed? It is said that Mr. Jiang is definitely not someone who would do anything harmful to others, so why would he do it?"
"It's not Jiang Lizun's fault for saying this. After all, Jiang Lizhun is almost a cultivator of the same generation as us. We still have a good idea of his reputation. It seems that fate has not come yet. Back then, I don't know why it spread. The news that Jiang Lichun wanted to accept a disciple attracted the attention of many people in the circle. You also know that although you, Lao Li, do not like to get too close to people in the circle, your reputation is always there." Granny Yun said .
Uncle Zheng quickly added: "So, after this news spread, those who are interested have selected their own talented offspring and prepared to send them to your master's door."
"Your master knew such a situation and said publicly that he didn't know who released the news that he wanted to accept a disciple. In fact, he broke the rules of Lao Li's lineage. But everyone loves him so much, and he can't shirk the blame. He said He is going to meet someone. If after three years, he still fails to find an apprentice, he will choose the most talented child among the children recommended by these people to pass on his legacy." Granny Yun and Uncle Zheng sang together and began to talk about those years. Things.
"Yeah, speaking of it, Ji Qing was just lucky enough. Three years later, ten days before the date Jiang Lizhun agreed to, he was born! At that time, the industry was very lively, and everyone was talking about how talented he was. Powerful." Uncle Zheng had a look of reminiscence on his face.
"Well, we don't know what is going on specifically. But after all, Ji Qing's father is an insider, and he is from the sect that Ji Qing belongs to. His status is quite high. Everyone gives him face. It may not be an exaggeration. . In short, let’s not talk about this talent. After Ji Qing was born, his father released the news that he wanted his son to become a disciple of Jiang Lichun, saying that Lao Li’s lineage was rumored to be the most promising among the dozen or so people in the circle to cultivate the righteous path. A single lineage, and a single inheritance! This is the best future for the son." Granny Yun said.
"But, this matter disappeared inexplicably, and we didn't know about it later. If we hadn't seen something wrong with Ji Qing just now, and we went to inquire about it, we really wouldn't know what happened next. What happened next , probably after the three-year appointment, your master showed up, but said that he had already appointed an apprentice and would no longer accept apprentices. At that time, Ji Qing's father was unwilling to accept it, and made a special trip to find your master with Ji Qing in his arms. , but he was still rejected." Uncle Zheng said shaking his head.
Is the future good? I licked my upper lip and savored the taste of tea on my tongue. What I thought about was how that unreliable master treated me. He never told me about the future, the right path, or what I should do. The most important thing is to follow your original intention and seek peace of mind. If you are destined to be a cultivator in this life, then practice. If you practice to the end, as long as your original intention is peaceful, any result will be a result...
Later, he ran away without a trace. What kind of future is this
Thinking of this, a wry smile appeared on my face. I don't know if this matter resonated with us. I saw a wry smile on the faces of my senior brothers and sisters.
But Grandma Yun didn't notice it, and whispered in my ear: "I heard that your master seemed to have said at that time that Ji Qing's talent was not as good as yours. It seemed that your master was too proud of his unintentional words. I I just thought that this matter might hurt Ji Qing."
"Isn't Ji Qing still a baby at that time?" I said with a slight frown. Besides, things like talent are really a bit elusive, and there is no unified test standard. As long as the difference between who is stronger and who is weaker is not too obvious, It’s really hard to say.
I think those words were probably made by my master who was protecting the calf. He got carried away for a moment and opened his mouth to say nonsense, right? But I didn't expect it.
"Hey, isn't Ji Qing's father a baby? Won't he talk to that Ji Qing?" Grandma Yun looked quite gossipy at the moment, which made me break out in a cold sweat. I could only nod in agreement, feeling sorry for what Master had done in my heart. I was quite speechless about this.
This old man often taught me that I should never make a mistake, let alone be quick to speak out and hurt others invisibly. Even though those small words had big consequences, he forgot about them in his pride.
It seems that no one is a saint or a god, including my master. Doesn’t this have a root cause? But he should not be a saint or a god. I inexplicably remembered the way he squatted on the street and looked at the girl...
Suddenly, I missed Master a little.
I just didn’t know when we were supposed to meet, and this reality suddenly made me feel a little dizzy. I quickly said a few words of reassurance to Uncle Zheng and Granny Yun, asking them to comfort Ji Qing, and then I didn’t speak anymore* *.
Uncle Zheng and Granny Yun said goodbye. The whole campus inexplicably changed from the liveliness just now to a bit deserted. The sun was still warm, but suddenly it could not shine into our hearts.
Chengzhen curled up and leaned on the bamboo chair, and suddenly said to me: "Brother Chengyi, if we can't find the master in the end, will we brothers and sisters depend on each other like this?"
I felt a little sad, coughed, and looked at Brother Chengqing. He was the most stable one. Sensing my gaze, Chengqing suddenly took out a pair of sunglasses and put them on his face, then turned to look at the long blue sky. , said: "Okay, if you can't find it, just do it like this? If you build a small bamboo forest, you can cultivate it all your life, and you won't feel lonely and helpless when you die."
"Then let's talk if we can't find it. Aren't we on the road? We haven't reached the end yet, so it's better not to talk about the result." Brother Chengxin adjusted his glasses and narrowed his eyes slightly. Did he want to hide the sadness in his eyes
"Holy shit, it's so literary. Do you think I'm making a literary film?" Xiao Chengqian slammed the table and shouted loudly, then whispered in a low voice: "I will definitely find it! I haven't given it to me yet. How about my grandpa taking care of him until his death? But if he really can’t find it, how about I be the one to depend on each other? I don’t want to go back. It’s cold there, really cold. After grandpa leaves, no one is sincere.”
It was rare for Young Master Xiao to show that pitiful look, but he lacked his usual flamboyance and arrogance. I looked at him, touched my chin and said, "Then let me think about it?"
"Are you still thinking about it?" Xiao Chengqian looked angry.
"Isn't that nonsense? Why don't you get me some so-called handmade custom clothes?"
"no problem."
"Then a brand whose name I can't tell you will fill a room with me and let me wear it until I don't want to wear it?"
"As you like."
"Well, I don't ask for any delicacies from mountains and seas to use for gargling your mouth and face. I'll also get some precious medicinal materials." It was Brother Chengxin who spoke.
"It's okay, as long as those large drug stores have the goods, as long as the auction houses can sell them." Young Master Xiao has begun to feel proud.
"By the way, why don't we also build two buildings?" I said seriously.
Xiao Chengqian looked at me and was finally speechless: "Chen Chengyi, are you playing with me? Why don't you be wild! Don't tell me that you don't know about Nian Villa, you bastard..."
"Hahaha..." I laughed. Brother Chengqing continued to wear sunglasses coolly next to him. He touched his chin and said with a smile: "Xiao Chengqian's Sichuan dialect is not standard at all, and he dares to use Sichuan." Swearing words***.”
Brother Chengqing's words made everyone in the courtyard laugh, and they washed away the sadness just now. Yes, we can't be sad. We are still on the road, how can we have time to be sad
Sometimes, the result really doesn't matter anymore. What matters is that we have pursued it and there will be no regrets in our hearts.
Just as I have lived my life, and I am worthy of my own heart, will I still care that the end is death? Those who are afraid of the uneasy ending may be those who have regrets and guilt in their hearts.