Pursuit of the Truth

Starlight sprinkled, little stars in the night sky, flashing, seems to be watching Su Ming in the village of the earth, sitting in the yard, chopping firewood, his look has been very calm, the chopped firewood is neatly placed Next to it, there is a clear difference between the chaos of the former old man chopping wood.

The old man's firewood is of different sizes and thickness. After the cut, it is full of sawdust, and Su Ming here, after all the firewood has been cut, there is almost no difference.

Even the sound of chopping wood is very regular. This is not the same as the old man. Until midnight, after the door of the house behind Su Ming, the old man wore a small pimple. He walked out with his hands and stood by Su Ming. After looking at the firewood that Su Ming had finished cutting through the moonlight, he frowned.

"You are not cutting wood like this."

Su Ming put down the axe and looked up at the old man.

"Where is it wrong?" This is the first time Su Ming has spoken in this yard.

"Where is not right, you are not cutting wood, you are hacking. Well, you can't sleep with the old man who chopped wood, come and come, I teach you how to cut wood." The old man learned a lesson In the tone, he touched Su Ming and gestured to Su Ming to get up.

When Su Ming got up, the old man sat on the wooden pier, picked up the axe, took out the firewood, and slammed the axe on the firewood. He knocked it several times in a row, and then he licked it. The firewood scorpion became two halves of different sizes, and after falling casually on both sides, the old man looked up at Su Ming.

"Do you understand?"

"No." Su Ming shook his head.

"You little doll's understanding is too bad, see clearly, my old man will give you a demonstration again." The old man said, picking up a piece of firewood again, picking up the axe, slamming the firewood again.

"Do you understand this time?" The old man looked at Su Ming and looked forward to it.

"No." Su Ming frowned, or shook his head.

"You, you...", I will give you a demonstration." The old man spit at his hands and picked up the firewood and opened it again.

"understood?"

"No."

"Do you understand this time?"

"It's still a little..."

In this way, time passed slowly, and it took more than an hour to turn around. The old man kept chopping firewood and Su Ming constantly shaking his head, until the last one of the wood in the yard left, the old man’s eyes turned.

"You little devil, do you have the heart of the old man?" The old man threw a hand in the axe, looked at Su Ming with anger, while still holding his wrist, this multi-hour chopping wood seems to make the old man feel a little tired .

"This time I understand, thank you for your guidance." Su Ming looked calm, showing a thoughtful look. Looking at the old man, after a dignified nod, he took a deep fist.

"Understand? You understand what it is." The old man’s eyes stunned and he said with no anger.

"The firewood that I cut off, every section is very neat, very regular, but this kind of neatness and regularity is deliberate, even if it is not conscious to do so, but it naturally causes such a result.

And the cuttings of the predecessors, each paragraph is natural, whether it is broken lines or size. I can't find the same two, just like life.... There are no two people, it is the same. The most approximate. .

The predecessors are not cutting wood here, but going to life. Su Ming's gentle opening, the words echoed in the middle of the night, let the old man silence after a long time, slowly raised his head, and looked at Su Ming deeply.

"A firewood in a district can come to you with such a long story. The old man tells you that I am cutting wood like this because it is the only way to burn fire, understand, understand?"

Cut wood to you, don't burn! ! The old man stood up and screamed at Su Ming.

"The younger generation does not know, the cultivation and identity of the older generation, what life is going to be lost, why do you want to go, and... although I don’t know how many years have passed, why... Next!" Su Ming looked at the old man, did not care about his previous words, but a calm opening.

"What's messy, sleep and sleep, that kid, sleep outside, don't sleep in the house!" The old man snorted and turned to think about the house.

"Or, what the predecessors want to marry is not life, but the knot that has emerged in that life. If you want to leave your own knot, you can let the avenue appear at your feet...·····

This knot, the reason why the predecessors have not been cut off, is it that the knot is even a predecessor, but also hesitant, I wonder if it is the embarrassment or not? When Su Ming faintly opened, the old man did not return, and he had already walked to the door of the house. When he was about to lift his foot and step in, Su Ming suddenly seemed to have a touch of enlightenment.

"Don't you say that the reason why the seniors hesitated that the blasphemy should not be embarrassed, is because the seniors hesitated the truth of this knot? I am afraid that I am wrong, so I am not sure, so I will cut wood here. In the middle, let yourself be quiet, instead of asking yourself, it is better to ask Tiandao!" Su Ming's words came out of the moment, the old man's foot in the footsteps, the whole person has one foot outside, one foot inside Slowly turned his head and looked at Su Ming. At this moment, his look reveals a different look from the ordinary.

Like a dignified, with a trace of both eyes shrinking, when looking at Su Ming, even Su Ming here is also clearly aware that this old man in this moment, as if different

But the specific difference is different, but he said it is not clear.

"You..." When the old man faintly opened his mouth, he made a slight meal.

"Do you want to snoring at night?" At the moment of the passage, even Su Ming also stunned.

"To snoring, the old man will take you away." The old man finished, turned and walked into the house.

Su Ming stood there silent for a moment, his face smiled.

"With Gu Tai's cultivation, the person who can make him so respected, the answer is already equal to telling me, and among the three major nine-pointed gods, one is the Shurao Road of Shuramen, and the other is the Emperor of the Emperor. However, there are very few people who know about their sects and the slogans..." Su Ming looked up at the lamp that was destroyed at the moment, and sat down slowly and closed. I got a look.

When the morning arrived, at the moment when Su Ming opened his eyes, his eyes suddenly shrank. He saw the firewood in the yard that was cut off last night. It was like a time reversal. together.

"What are you doing? You don't want to cut wood!" It seems that there is still some flaming sound. As the door of the house is pushed open, the old man has changed a small set of shackles and walked out with a smoker.

Su Ming slightly indulged. Didn't talk, went to the wooden pier fat, picked up the axe, looked at the firewood, closed his eyes, when his eyes opened, his eyes did not have the monk's fierceness and his body. The monk's breath can no longer be seen, as if the whole person was no longer a monk at this moment, but turned into a mortal youth.

Until this time, he casually fell axe, this firewood two-and-a-half, not neat, but the size is different.

Looking at the two half of the firewood, Su Ming seems to touch a little invisible, as if not to see the firewood, but to create a sense of life, it seems... there is no such two pieces of wood that were cut off in this world. · Because of themselves, they have appeared.

This feeling is coming fast, dissipating is also invisible. It seems that when Su Ming wants to explore it carefully, he is not aware of it. This is obviously different from the chopping wood last night.

In the midst of Shen Yuzhong, Su Ming picked up the second piece of firewood and continued to cut it. One piece and one piece of it... until a whole day, Su Ming seemed to forget the passing of his day, until dusk, he looked at it. · There is no whole piece of firewood in front of you.

"Hey? It’s a good cut today, but you are allowed to take a rest. So, you put on a dress, take the firewood, go to the carpenter in the west of the village, and come back to eat it. The old man didn’t eat for a day. They are starving to death." The old man sat on the threshold, smoked a cigarette bag, patted him and didn't know when he had already prepared a dress for Su Ming, the old-fashioned opening.

Su Ming walked slowly and didn't go as always as he did yesterday. Instead, he picked up his clothes and changed it in the yard. This is a burlap coat with some on it. The patch looks very plain.

Put on the clothes, Su Ming tied the firewood in the yard together, and walked out of the yard on his back. In the sunset, his back was pulled long, falling into the yard, the old man smoking a cigarette bag. In the eyes, he looked at Su Mingyuan, slowly put down the cigarette bag, and his face showed a sigh of relief.

"Is it old? Even the little doll can see my heart...··························································································· Muttered, his face was bitter and confused.

Day after day, such a life, a rare calm, soon passed three months, three months, Su Ming has been cutting wood, each time has a different understanding, but always less Something... The same, three months, also made Su Ming into the village, accepted by the village.

Everyone in the village knows that the old man in the village has received a adopted child. This adopted child has a nice name called Su Ming.

Until a rainy night after half a year...

The thunder of the sky roared, the lightning flashed across the earth, and Su Ming of the yard lay in the wooden shed. He was here all the time in the past six months. Although the rain outside was screaming, but it did not drip in the shed, Su Ming lay here, down. It is still quite comfortable.

In this rainy night, outside the village, at the moment when lightning flashed the night sky, two figures walked out of the jungle, two fat and thin figures, wearing gray robes, standing around them There seems to be an invisible barrier that prevents the rain from approaching.

As if they were standing there, it is equal to standing on the top of the heavens and the earth, especially the cultivation of these two people, even if the monks perceive it, they must be stunned, this is the ......

"The elders pushed the world to the sky, counted the ancient funeral, and finally figured out where this person is. I didn't expect that he actually hid in this mortal village!" The two were thin and thin, and the voice was slightly sharp.

"Of course he wants to hide, but since he was found, today, he can't hide."

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