Shi Zhonghuo's belly was shy, and he was walking in the alley behind the escort bureau.
Because its stomach is always full of zongzi sugar and maltose given by Qu Hong. Sugar is far more expensive than salt these days. Ordinary people only buy some for their children during Chinese New Year. Soon a group of children got angry. They stayed far away, following the most naive way among children—ignoring the fat guy, isolating him, and letting him show off.
It's a pity that Fire in the Stone is such a shy nature, born.
Some people sneered to raise their face, and they were secretly delighted to see the reactions of others, while Shizhonghuo was the master who would sneer when no one looked at him, and he could sneer more and more vigorously when no one paid any attention to him.
As for isolation
Shi Zhonghuo didn't understand what it was at all, and he never thought about playing with those children from beginning to end.
"Things are like their masters, and the spirits of heaven and earth cannot escape." Qu Hong sighed.
Chen He, who was dragged by him, rolled his eyes.
Where does he have such a problem of showing off, let alone being disgusting like a fire in a stone... Uh, well, Venerable Li Yan really did his best in terms of being disgusting, and he didn't care about it at all.
But Chen He firmly refused to admit that this had anything in common with walking around with sugar in the fire.
The children are simple in nature. After listening to the adults, they just stared at the fat pier, and also stared at the group of children who came to Shizhonghuo outside to fish and catch shrimps. No one played any tricks.
Fortunately, Chen He followed day and night, for fear that someone's baby would be annoyed and troubled by Shizhonghuo, causing Pang Dun to make trouble out of nothing.
I was so tired that it turned out to be nothing to worry about.
Qu Hong came to laugh at him at the right time: "Little apprentice, you are busy."
"… "
Qu Hong held his hands behind his back. He didn't sweat at all on a hot day. He was refreshed, and everyone who saw him respected him. Qu Hong rubbed the beard under his chin and took out the broken three-character classic with a smile.
"Similar in nature, far away from each other"
Chen He was speechless.
Of course not everyone in this world has evil thoughts.
Even if the children hate fire in stone, no one is interested in trying to harm Fatty. Shi Zhonghuo was very satisfied all day long, and the children also felt that he was successfully isolated, and they were very happy.
The land in the market is too small, the children's vision is narrow, they have never seen terrible things, they have never heard malicious words, and young children are like a blank sheet of paper, simple and easily stained with ink.
What Chen He was worried about didn't happen, but it was replaced by someone else elsewhere. It's not good to say.
At this time, the stars were rare and the night was quiet. Chen He suddenly decided to tell Qu Hong about what happened in Yunzhou.
The stumble by the pond will always stop at the memory of the three-year-old, the stone stained with blood, and the fire that once burned Yunzhou.
Qu Hong unknowingly stopped his movements, his expression solemn.
After a long time, he let out a long breath.
- As early as the first time he saw the three red moles behind Chen Hemei, and after taking a closer look at Chen He's face, Qu Hong knew that the young apprentice who fell from the sky must have a heavy life in the past.
But you know, you know, some unfortunate things, no matter how you listen to them, will not make people feel relaxed.
Qu Hong slowly smoked the cigarette stick: "Your heart is knotted because of the grace of Heaven in Fire in the Stone, and you are here to seek revenge in this life?"
"good."
Chen He still didn't say a word, he knew very well that Shi Zhonghuo was fierce and hard to change.
"An orange is an orange when born in Huainan, and a citrus tree when born in Huaibei. Is this what Master wants to teach me?" Chen He lowered his eyes and asked. There is no peace. Most of the people I see are greedy people full of righteousness, and even more so in this life, they stay in the Chen family pond full of resentment.
Qu Hong shook his head after hearing this:
"No, oranges are born in Huaibei, it is the misfortune of oranges. Trees are dead, people are alive. Whether the spirits of heaven and earth, whether it is a child, the nature is similar, the habits are far apart, there are different good and evil in the world, after the evil habits , the gap between people will get bigger and bigger. I use the fire in the stone to make trouble, let it grill the fish indiscriminately, and I am used to it showing off, can it get worse, and its ruthless temperament becomes evil? "
Chen He was startled.
"Because I have never thought of evil thoughts and instigated him to see other people's pain for pleasure."
Qu Hong said slowly: "The spirit of heaven and earth, fire is its nature, the fire in the stone is in your hands, not the Chen family."
Chen He was a little dazed.
"Little apprentice, what do you mean by Tao?"
Dao, the way of heaven? Then break.
It's Shi Feng, that's it.
Chen He almost blurted out, but fortunately held back, he didn't say in front of Qu Hong that senior brother is the Tao.
"The mountain is high, the abyss is deep, the beast is walking, the bird is flying, the sun and the moon are bright, and the stars are traveling. This is the way." Qu Hong stared at Chen He and said, "You have to Among them, the fur is only blended with it, and I don’t understand what they rely on to exist in the world, and it is difficult to go further with the Beixuan cultivation method you are practicing now.”
Chen He was completely shocked and speechless.
Although he followed the magic path in his previous life, which is different from the cultivation direction of the right way, but now he holds the correct secret of the Infinite Misfortune and Ming Yuan Gong. Is it the true meaning of Beixuan Gongfa
It is no wonder that both Nan Hongzi and his sons were able to gain access to the profound from the body of a mortal.
"Thank you Master for your teaching." Chen He said respectfully.
"... Shi Feng taught you well. Although you don't get close to mortals, you don't despise them."
Qu Hong said in a trance that this was the reason why he accepted the "little apprentice" so quickly after listening to what Bo Jiucheng said on his deathbed.
"My teacher has seen too many famous and authentic disciples. They only know how to cultivate, but they are not familiar with the world, and they are out of tune with the world. Such people are soaring fast, but once they are stuck in the bottleneck, they have no hope of soaring, and when they come back to fight for fame and fortune, Too much power will make them unable to receive things normally, failures and setbacks that ordinary people can accept, they regard as shame, mistakes that ordinary people can humbly admit, they will become angry and angry - if things go on like this, how can they not go astray?"
Chen He was fascinated by what he heard. The following words could be pulled out and put on by the Aggregator.
"Everyone dreams of becoming an immortal, but what about a monk who can touch the path of immortality?"
Qu Hong clicked his tongue twice, and sighed disdainfully, "Why is a monk's temperament not as good as that of a mortal? Because they regard becoming an immortal as a path, and taking advantage of it is fine as long as it works. When they measure their own strength, they are comparing others. On the basis of. Look, monks don’t kill mortals, because they are afraid of bearing karma, so karma has become their criterion, how many monks have thought that they should not kill mortals?”
Qu Hong patted Chen He's shoulder heavily: "Tell me about your past life."
"… "
"Is it stubborn and stubborn?" Even if Chen He didn't say it, Qu Hong could guess, "You have practiced very well in your practice, and you can faintly merge with everything in the world, and you have won the mystery of the North. "
Naihe couldn't hide the unintentionally chilling eyes, that kind of arrogant and arrogant power.
"Throughout the ages, there are thousands of monks who can become immortals, some are easy and some are difficult."
Qu Hong looked at the stars in the sky through the shade of the tree, and simply pointed to the reclining chair beside him, and asked his little apprentice to accompany him to watch, "I once told Shi Feng, don't think so deeply and live so hard, being a master never wants to The apprentice is a person who walks on the road of cultivation and is in a state of pain and blood."
He turned to look at Chen He: "You too."
Chen He was silent, he felt something choked in his chest.
Apart from being in front of his senior brother, this was the first time Chen He felt this kind of mood.
"The Venerable Liyan must be a person who has infinite beauty in the eyes of others, but in fact has experienced more suffering. Because I can see from your eyes that you used to be paranoid and stubborn. Most of the people fell before the way of heaven , there are so many people who have survived, but they have not broken down, and the price to be paid is great."
"Master..."
Chen He couldn't say it, he tried to hide it as much as possible, but Bo Jiucheng exposed the truth that Shi Feng took pains to hide on the same day - Shi Feng died too early in his previous life.
"I can explain Feng better than you."
Qu Hong looked at the little apprentice calmly, "I can guess what he will do if he encounters you like that."
The true fire of Samadhi burned Yunzhou, a foolish child, and one later said that he admired Shi Feng, a person who used the Beixuan sect in two generations, and Shi Feng was in despair at that time.
"There's nothing I can't tell you. It wasn't that you killed Shi Feng, and he didn't die for you. He just wanted to go to Huangquan to see his old friend and teach him for so many years."
Qu Hong didn't know that Shi Feng had solved Chen He long ago. He took Chen He, who was inexplicably tangled, in his arms, and patted his apprentice on the back to help Chen He and scolded Shi Feng: "If you want to die, you will die. Be happy, see if I don't settle accounts with him!"
Chen He's whole body was stiff, and he was not used to the breath other than Shi Feng.
But after all, they belonged to Bei Xuan's bloodline, so they wouldn't be rejected, just extremely embarrassing.
"Brother isn't—"
"Don't speak for him!" Qu Hong angrily scolded.
"… "
Chen He gave up.
He was eager to change the subject, and asked involuntarily, "I've been out for a long time, it's time to report the safety of my brother."
"You still need to mention this? You can't think of it as a teacher?"
Qu Hong didn't let go. He really coaxed his little apprentice as a child. This feeling is similar to that of fire in stone, except that he is not as fat as fire in stone. Nan Hongzi has no children. , not to rely on the character of the master, Nan Hongzi has never experienced this kind of experience in his life, it is very fresh.
Especially when he felt that the little apprentice needed to be coaxed.
-Others only saw Li Yan's shadow from Chen He, and they were frightened, but Qu Hong saw hardships and misfortunes.
Since this is a young apprentice, I will take it over here. Qu Hong always does what he thinks of.
Blue slate, horse head wall, moss grows along the stone cracks to the edge of the wall, and clusters of yellow flowers grow wantonly. The elm trees in the alley blocked the faint moonlight.
When Shi Feng arrived, he happened to see the two of them leaning on the bamboo chaise longue, side by side intimately, still whispering.
"… "
A strange feeling came to my mind.
One is the master, the other is the younger brother, who should settle the account
The author has something to say: Nan Hongzi felt that it was too difficult for the little apprentice, so he came to comfort Chen He's temperament, ahem, Li Yan never felt that he was pitiful and pathetic, so Nan Hongzi, don't think about the little apprentice sobbing. Choking in your arms and crying →_→[Bluestone slab, horse head wall,
Moss grows along the stone crevices to the edge of the wall.
Clusters of yellow flowers grow wildly.
The elm trees in the alley blocked the faint moonlight.
One is the master, the other is the younger brother, who should settle the account?]So annoying, I wrote a rhyming modern poem, laughing and crying, and the tune I sang when I was a child sounded in my head, that is, the Malan flower blooming twenty-one... Sing it once o (╯□╰)o