I am immortal

"Destiny is called nature, self-discipline is called Tao, and cultivating the Tao is called teaching. The Tao cannot be separated from it for a moment, but it can be separated from the non-Tao."

"That's why a gentleman is careful about what he doesn't see and is afraid of what he doesn't hear. Don't see what is hidden, don't show what is subtle. Therefore, a gentleman is careful about what he is alone."

On the bank of Zhongzhou, surrounded by mountains and rivers, you can faintly hear the sound of reading. Following the sound of reading, dozens of steps forward, you can see the bamboo forest hiding each other, the winding corridor, a bamboo building standing here, looking inside, dozens of Many young people were reading the classics of the sages here, shaking their heads and very focused.

A green-shirted man in Confucian attire sat above him, listening to the tender voices of these children. After reciting it several times, he dissected the meaning of the sutra and told it to these ignorant children in detail.

When the sun went up three poles, the music of the piano sounded in the backyard of the bamboo garden. The master in green shirt just stopped talking and ended today's talk with a smile, leaving behind some lessons.

The children scattered with a crash.

Some of them have started playing, or they are talking to each other about holiday arrangements.

There were many young men wearing silk clothes and well-off families, but the gentleman with his hair tied in a wooden hairpin turned his eyes to the side of the bamboo forest, and sure enough he saw a green bamboo as thick as a wrist swaying slightly, smiled, and stood up and left.

There was no one at the window, but there was a fat rabbit hanging on the green bamboo six feet from the ground. The gentleman stretched out his hand and twisted it. It is plump, cooked in oil and served with winter bamboo shoots. It tastes great.

The sound of the piano gradually stopped, the footsteps gradually approached, and my wife's voice came from behind:

"Is it that kid again?"

"Your name is... Qi Wuhuo?"

Mr. Qingshan hummed, raised his head, and could still vaguely see a young figure in the direction from the small bamboo house on the mountainside to the small town at the foot of the mountain. He was wearing ordinary shorts and light brown clothes. His back looked ordinary, but he was tall and tall. Straight.

There was already a faint wind and snow rising, and the young man was walking further and further away in the snow on the mountain.

The woman who was originally a young lady, but later became a little harsh and aggressive due to experience, pursed her lips slightly, and said with a rare sign of weakness: "Why bother with this? My husband, you have obviously let him listen, but he refuses to accept any more kindness. I live an ordinary life, but I still need these things.”

His voice paused, and then he felt a little regretful: "Does he still remember my bad attitude towards him back then?"

The man in green shirt laughed and said with relief: "He is not that kind of character."

"I did ask him why he didn't want to come in. At first I thought it was just a child's pride. I am conceited and talented. I was once a county magistrate and handled hundreds of cases under my command. I should be able to convince a small child, but In the end, I couldn't do this, but was suppressed by him."

The voice paused slightly.

His wife glanced at him suspiciously: "What did the child say?"

The man in green shirt stroked his beard and said:

"He said that in all things, we should not worry about the shortage but the inequality, and we should pay attention to fairness."

"I have accepted many children's family discipline before allowing them to enter the church. There are also some children whose families are not very wealthy, and the family gritted their teeth before letting them come to school. If I let them enter the church out of pity, There must be some complaints among those schoolchildren’s families.”

"But it's also harmful to my reputation."

"He said he learned literacy from me, but he wanted to benefit others at my expense, which is unacceptable."

"And these things are regarded as the tuition fees he gave me."

His wife couldn't help but be surprised: "I'm not worried about the scarcity but the inequality... How can such words be said by a child in a small town?"

The man in green shirt said: "That's true, but he's also really stubborn."

"I asked the people in the town and he is not from this place."

"They came here due to the disaster in Jinzhou five years ago. The world is difficult and many people will do anything to survive. It is rare to see such an upright and upright person yet a good scholar."

He hesitated for a moment, held his wife's hand with one hand, and said warmly: "Madam, I plan to let all the students compete after the new year. If he is really talented and learned, I will accept him as a disciple. I will recommend him for the imperial examination in the future." How do you feel about letting such talents wander in the mountains?"

The woman rolled her eyes at her husband and said: "Recommending talents and learning should be the bounden duty of a scholar like you. If he is really talented and learned, you would be derelict in your duty not to recommend him. I am also willing to contact my relatives to find a good match for him."

The green-shirted scribe was overjoyed and embraced his wife, let's not mention it for now.

The young man came out of the school, silently recited what was said today, and silently reviewed the meaning of these words. Unknowingly, he walked into the mountains. The wind and snow were not heavy, and it seemed that there was snow on the mountains elsewhere. The wind came here and has slowly stopped.

When he was young, his hometown suffered a catastrophic disaster. There was no harvest, and diseases and monsters were rampant. His parents gave him the only food they had left, so he barely survived. He was among the refugees who fled here. Fortunately, he was taken in by this place and found a place to stay.

Without the care of his parents and elders, he would have become one of those scoundrels, but since he was young, he would dream of strange things every day. In the dream world, there are iron birds rising into the sky, people coming and going, and high-rise buildings. There are also many square characters in the city.

Many things are forgotten in the dream, but many things are still remembered.

Especially those block text.

You can't help but learn.

Scholars must be ambitious and have a long way to go.

It was as if some voices were reciting these words. He always felt that these words were extremely important to him in the dream, so he had no doubts about the truth of these words.

It was cold today, and there was a fear of heavy snow closing the mountain. He needed to collect more firewood to survive the cold winter. Qi Wuhuo carried a basket on his back and climbed the mountain step by step. Occasionally, he could pick up fallen pine cones. He was quite lucky. I had already picked up a full basket one hour and three quarters earlier than usual. I thought I could survive this heavy snowfall, and then I slowly turned around.

But I don’t know when, at this moment, there was night fog in the mountains.

Qi Wuhuo couldn't notice it in his mortal body, but his soul was different from ordinary people. He noticed something strange, frowned slightly, held a long and neat branch, and slowly walked down the mountain. If he were an ordinary mortal, he wouldn't know it. He went down the mountain unknowingly, but his spirit was several times stronger, and he fell into the side by accident.

Looking back, there is no way forward.

After walking no more than a hundred steps, I suddenly heard a desolate voice, singing loudly in time. The voice was old and clear, like the sound of gold and iron, but it had the quality of jade, which was not harsh.

There are many strange things in Zhongzhou. In winter, there are insects that are as bright as candlelight.

It spins up, spins out, and is already close.

Qi Wuhuo's steps paused slightly, and he unconsciously entered the deep valley. He didn't know that there were insects and birds around him. In the night mist, the tiger lowered his eyes, and all the beasts and spirits were there. He could only hear the voice of the verses chanting more and more clearly, and the palms of his hands struck. Make the beat and sing loudly.

"There is not a trace of dust in the world, but the whole hall is full of 'people' who learn from immortals."

"My clothes always have the color of haze, and my staff and shoes are always in the clouds and water."

"The iron flute blows across the sea and the moon, and the sleeves and robes embrace the spring in the cave sky."

"Now that guests from all over the world have gathered together, anyone can be considered a guest from the cave."

"Alas?"

"The guests are here!"

"Little guest, please come forward and have a chat."