He Came From The Forbidden Land, Waving His Sleeves To Write About Immortality

The master walked out slowly, keeping his eyes on the half of Lu Yuan's little head exposed behind him.

After thirteen years of not seeing each other, the little baby girl who was once crying for food has turned into a fairy on earth.

But he still recognized the other person the first time he saw him.

His eyes were very complicated, containing excitement, self-blame, suspicion, hope...but mostly timidity.

It took him a long time to look back, suppressing all the emotions in his heart and looking at the young man in front of him, and replied slowly: "If they are not interrupted today, I will teach them that human nature is inherently evil."

"Then aren't there all evil people in the world?"

"Meng Shengxian focuses on good nature, and Xun Shengxian focuses on evil nature. But as you said, whether the nature is good or evil, both of them are trying to bring out the importance of education. They have the same goal in different ways. If the education is not done properly, the nature will be good or evil. If the education is done properly, Evil nature can also be good, and the good and evil of people in the world depends first on education, and secondly on personal experience and insights."

"Since we have reached the same destination by different paths, why do you want to teach them that human nature is inherently evil?"

"Only when you see the evil in your heart can you do good."

"I want to see the evil in your heart."

After hearing this, the master looked behind Lu Yuan again, his eyes even more complicated.

After a long while, he turned to the two of them and said, "Please come in."

Lu Yuan walked straight into the school and found a seat to sit down. The girl followed closely and brought a stool to sit next to him.

The master's eyes never left the girl, so he naturally saw this scene in his eyes.

His eyes changed when he looked at Lu Yuan, but he didn't say anything more and turned around to make tea for the two of them.

While he was making tea, the girl lay next to Lu Yuan's ear and whispered: "Master, the way he looks at me is so strange! It makes me feel strange too."

Lu Yuan tilted his head slightly, and then asked: "What's weird?"

The girl shook her head and said, "I can't tell."

Lu Yuan looked at the slow-moving ricket figure not far away, then looked at the girl and said, "Then don't think about it yet."

"oh."

The girl didn't know what the master meant, but that didn't stop her from listening to the master's words.

Not long after, the master came forward with the brewed teapot, first poured a cup and handed it to Lu Yuan, then poured a cup and handed it to the girl. When he handed it to the former, he was respectful, and when he handed it to the latter, he was full of caution.

"What's this?"

The girl looked at the steaming tea cup with some doubts. She had been practicing immortality since she was a child, did not eat grains, and had never drank tea.

"This is Jiansi's consideration. You can try the tea that I have treasured for many years."

It was the master who answered, and his eyes looked at the girl extremely softly.

His gaze made it difficult for the girl to adapt. The girl looked at her master and saw him picking up the teacup and taking a sip, so she followed suit.

But the moment the tea came into contact with her lips, she spat it out.

The girl pushed the tea far away, with a sentimental look in her beautiful eyes, and said, "It smells like the wailing of young shoots!"

The master stared blankly at the girl's young and innocent face, his heart throbbing.

This girl has a purity that is not stained by the world of mortals, so clean that people cannot bear to tarnish her even a little bit.

The more this happened, the greater the cowardice in his heart.

The master lowered his head and looked at the steaming 'Juansi Sisi' in the palm of his hand, not knowing what to say.

Lu Yuan was not surprised at all by the girl's behavior.

He slowly put down the tea in his hand and explained to the Master: "She has followed me to practice in the mountains since she was a child. She doesn't live in the world and knows very little about worldly affairs, so she often speaks in a childish way."

Upon hearing this, the girl immediately leaned into Lu Yuan's ear and whispered: "Master, didn't you say that I should call you brother in front of the world?"

Lu Yuan looked at the Master and said, "You don't have to be like this in front of him."

"oh."

The girl didn't know the reason, but it didn't stop her from being obedient.

The Master's eyes were slightly hot, and he did not dare to raise his head, and whispered: "The growth of a person depends on lies, the sinister heart, the impermanence of the world, and the pressure of life. Therefore, innocence and immaturity only exist on the faces of children who are not familiar with the world. She is now Are you sixteen? It can be seen that she has never had any worries, which is great."

"Knowing the world is an inevitable part of life, and no one can avoid it."

"If it's not necessary, the later the better."

"By my side, she can live her whole life without being burdened by the world, but if this is the case, her life will no longer be complete."

"Nothing is perfect in this world, so why should we demand perfection everywhere? Being able to live a life without worries is a dream that ordinary people like us cannot achieve in our lifetime."

"A few days ago I asked her if she wanted to understand the world, and she said yes."

"She doesn't know how to make a choice."

Lu Yuan did not answer, but asked abruptly: "Do you have children?"

The Master finally raised his head and glanced at the girl leaning against Lu Yuan. He shook his head and said, "There was a daughter who died in the heavy snow that the immortal created at will."

Lu Yuan picked up the tea, took a sip, looked at the girl next to him who was in a daze because he didn't understand what the two of them were saying, and said, "You have never seen a sage book, are you curious?"

"Uh-huh!"

The girl nodded. She had been with the master for more than ten years. She had never seen anything except the sun rising, the moon setting, and the vegetation drying up, so she was very curious about everything.

"In that case, you can go and read the sages' books that Master teaches children."

"OK!"

The girl immediately walked to the desk not far away and opened the master's shabby bamboo slips with jerky movements.

"When studying, you need to concentrate on it and not be disturbed by external things. Don't let your mind be distracted by me and the Master." Lu Yuan added.

"Yeah!" The girl responded immediately and focused on the bamboo slip in her hand.

Lu Yuan then withdrew his gaze, looked at the Master and said, "When did you know that she was your daughter?"

Unexpectedly, the master's face changed drastically when he heard this, and he hurriedly looked at the girl not far away. Seeing that she was staring at the bamboo slip in her hand, he felt relieved. He looked back at Lu Yuan and whispered: "I told you, my daughter is dead."

Lu Yuan disagreed and just said: "She is very obedient. If I let her give her full attention, she will not be distracted from other things. The conversation between you and me will not fall into her ears."

The master looked at the girl with some surprise, but saw that the girl was completely immersed in the bamboo slips in her hands, and it seemed that she had indeed not heard the two of them talking.

Only then did he feel relieved, and his eyes no longer concealed when he looked at the girl, his eyes were full of gentleness.

He said softly: "I knew it from the first moment I saw her."

"Because of the cinnabar mole between the eyebrows?"

"Because of the cinnabar mole between her eyebrows, because of the feeling of blood connection, and because her eyes have never changed. They are still as simple and clean as they were when she was three years old, and she forgets her worries when she sees them."

Lu Yuan took another sip of the tea in his hand, looked at the old master and said, "You don't have the qualifications to practice, but your literary mind is self-sufficient. If you follow the Confucian path, you can become a sage of calligraphy. There has never been a Confucian scholar in these years." Has anyone come to see you?"

"I've been looking for it, even before that heavy snowfall."

"Why don't you enter the spiritual path?"

The master withdrew his soft gaze towards the girl and said in a low voice: "It snowed heavily that year and it was so cold that it was difficult for ordinary people to resist. I went to seek help from Confucian people, but they declined because they could not afford to offend the man who made the snow. ."

"It is human nature to be wise and protect yourself. If you endure the humiliation and embark on the path of spiritual practice, you will be able to kill the man who makes snow with your own hands."

"It is worth noting that you are not allowed to follow the path of cultivation by always talking about the words of sages and sages, but disdainful of ordinary people who are struggling to survive."

"If you don't enter the path of spiritual practice and show your way to the world, the world will always be what you don't like."

"If you can't even hold back the awe-inspiring aura in your heart, how can you show your way to heaven and earth?"

"So they do nothing, and you suffer from the disease for the rest of your life."

This sentence made the master bow his head and remain silent.

Lu Yuan asked again: "Where was your wife? She died in that heavy snow?"

"The weather was too cold and the food and grass were exhausted. She carried her three-year-old daughter to Mission Mountain, hoping that there was an immortal in the mountain who could save her daughter's life."

"This place is hundreds of miles away from Preaching Mountain. There are rugged mountain roads and a severe cold blockade. No mortal can survive."

"When I went to ask for help, I was taken away by the group of Confucian monks. They didn't want me to go back and die, so I threatened with my life and vowed not to enter the spiritual path in this life. Only then was I able to escape. I searched for ten days and nights in the heavy snow before preaching. Her body, frozen into ice blocks, was found not far from the mountain, but due to the weakness of her feet, she knocked over the ice blocks and broke into countless pieces."

"Who brought the snow?"

"Patrol Angel."

The master was obviously caught up in the unbearable past, his eyes were red, and he burst into tears.

Lu Yuan glanced at the girl, who was still immersed in the bamboo slips in her hands and knew nothing about what they were talking about.

"Has she... ever been homesick?"

The corner of the Master's mouth trembled, and he carefully asked the question that had been suppressed in his heart for a long time.

However, Lu Yuan just shook his head with a calm expression.

"She doesn't know what home is, so how can she think about it."

"That's...that's fine."

The master's already old face seemed to be much older, but there was also a certain kind of relief.

Lu Yuan said in a calm voice: "You will not die soon."

"I know."

"It's not difficult for me to come back to life."

"No, it's just...can I let her spend more time with me?"

"I originally brought her here to find a home."

"Okay! Okay! Does she have a name?"

"The name was given by her parents. I'm just her master. I should ask you."

The master was silent for a long time before saying: "She has entered the immortal realm and should not be disturbed by her past events in the mortal world. It is up to you to choose her name."

"You really don't want to get to know her?"

"She was originally a fairy in heaven, why did she fall into the mortal world because of a father I haven't seen for many years?"

Lu Yuan drank the tea in the cup in one gulp without speaking.

The master respectfully served him tea, but was also speechless.