Talk about the world of mortals in detail

To be honest, although Ding Feixiong also experienced disputes and fights back then, the main cause was martial arts, Guiyuan Dan and Guiyuan Gong, as well as the grievances and hatreds involved in the disputes in the martial arts world.

But this time, what Monk Bu couldn't see was the real troubled times. Although Dayan still existed in name only, the imperial court's control over the world had obviously been greatly reduced.

A letter or a few pieces of paper cannot record too many things, but even with such a small space, Yi Shuyuan seems to have experienced the provinces from Xiangshan Pagoda to Nanyan with Monk Wen.

Along the way, I can’t help but feel that a monk is a monk, but he is not just a monk.

You can beg for alms, or exchange labor for food, carry, erect, host rituals, or pull farm tools to plow the fields instead of oxen.

The seeds in the bag were not wasted, and later brought hope to people who were about to lose their ability to survive.

A monk can be compassionate and don't mind the angry glare of the Vajra. The precepts of killing, anger, and eating meat have also been broken more than once.

To be honest, sometimes monks become less and less like monks, but sometimes if you do things simply and don't consider Buddhism for everything, you will feel less confused in your heart, and you will have other insights into Buddhism afterwards.

Until in an abandoned tower, the helpless monk who stayed in meditation met several people from the world, and Chi Qinghu and Mai Lingfei were among them.

When he saw Monk Noble, even though many years had passed, Chi Qinghu, who had been to Xiangshan Pagoda, recognized him immediately. Although he didn't say anything, he was shocked in his heart.

Because Chi Qinghu probably already understands that the "non-preceptive monk" or "non-preceptable vajra" that has been circulating in the world recently is probably the lawless monk in front of him.

Sometimes life is so strange. Generally speaking, Chi Qinghu and Monk Wenfang met three times.

When Chi Qinghu was young, his elders had an old relationship with Ding Feixiong. It was still an era of great turmoil in the world of Dayan, and it was also an era of grievances and grievances between the top master Ding Feixiong. Almost thirty years have passed.

There was an intersection for the second time. Chi Qinghu relied on his family connections to go to Dayong, hoping to find Ding Daxia to fight against the evil master. However, Ding Feixiong, who was once all-powerful, had become a helpless monk in an ordinary temple, and his martial arts skills were also poor. Already useless.

The third time is today

It was also this meeting that allowed Monk Feng to learn the whereabouts of Mr. Yi from Chi Qinghu, and the letter was also written in that tower.

When Mai Lingfei realized that the monk in front of him turned out to be the famous "Ding Feixiong", a former innate master, he was also shocked and regretful, even though few people in Nanyan now know this name.

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In Xihe Village, although the length of Yi Shuyuan's "reading the letter" has far exceeded what was written on the paper, it has finally come to an end.

"Vajra is not a precept. The great monk comes to the world, but after all he still practices Buddhism in the way of the world."

"Brother, what about the back?"

"That's right, Grandpa Yi, are there any more later?"

Yi Shuyuan folded the letter and shook his head.

"Of course there is some at the back, but the letter is gone."

Although everyone is still a little unfinished, there is finally no need to hold back at this meeting.

"I didn't expect Nanyan to be in such chaos." "The people of Nanyan are really suffering."

"Safety is more important than anything else!"

Someone looked at the other letters in Yi Shuyuan's hand.

"Brother Yi, there are still so many letters here."

"Go, go, you are not the one reading the letter. You are not tired. Brother, you have to drink some tea and rest, right?"

Seeing Yi Baokang like this, Yi Shuyuan, who just now was thinking about the helpless monk, couldn't help but laugh, but he couldn't help but think about Nan Yan's troubled times.

The centipede insect is still dead but not stiff. The country has been in the state for hundreds of years. In today's troubled times, dynasties will not change in an instant. Maybe they will have to struggle for many years.

In the distant thatched hut, the landowner shook his head and sighed.

"This helpless monk keeps breaking the precepts. Although I am happy, I am afraid that all the Buddhas will hate this Buddhist disciple. It will be difficult for him to achieve true enlightenment, and he will not be able to be reborn in bliss in the future."

The snack in his hand had changed from snake meat to hawthorn, and Hui Mian glanced at the Earth God.

"What do you care about Buddha? Anyway, I think it's good. Save those who deserve to be saved, save those who deserve to be saved, and kill those who deserve to be killed!"

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Shaiguchang is the main activity place for the people of Xihe Village, and it is also the "information center" in the village. Whether it is a small quarrel between mother-in-law and daughter-in-law in the village, or a big situation in the world, there is nothing that people in Xihe Village dare not talk about.

After all, no matter how chaotic the world is, at least Dayong, at least Yuezhou, and at least Yuanjiang County are still very stable. You don't have to worry about bandits and bandits coming at night, and you don't have to worry about not having enough food and food every day.

The days seem to be static, but amidst this stability, there are also changes, and they are big changes in life.

Some people are born in the village and some are old. Birth, old age, illness and death are inevitable events.

In the twelfth year of Hongxing, the winter solstice happened.

Yi Abao returned from Yuezhou in a carriage. He had already passed Yuanjiang County and was not far from Xihe Village. Also returning in the same carriage was his son Yi Han.

Now Yi Abao's children are almost old enough to start a family. His son Yi Han is tall and tall, slightly taller than his father, and his daughter Yi Lin is already slim.

The children all inherited some of their mother's appearance advantages and were born handsome and comely.

In Dayong, the winter solstice is also a very important day. It not only serves as a guide for the solar terms, but also has a certain meaning of reunion. Respecting the elderly, filial piety to parents, going home for a meal, and preparing to wait for the coming year.

The father and son chatted in a relaxed mood on the carriage.

"Dad, I heard that when great-grandpa celebrated his 90th birthday, many people from all over the country came here. Even officials from the county came to congratulate him!"

"Yes, my sister said in her letter that there were more than a hundred tables at the birthday banquet, but it was so lively. Your uncle was still a storyteller at the birthday banquet at such an old age, and he still amazed everyone with his skills. The whole hall was cheering. What a show. All the troupe dance musicians were outclassed!”

Hearing this, Yi Han secretly felt regretful.

"Oh, it's a pity that it's autumn, otherwise we would have witnessed this grand occasion. When will the next time be?"

This year, Abao stayed in Yuezhou to accompany his son, who was participating in the Qiu Wei for the first time. He also missed his grandfather's ninetieth birthday. After the Qiu Wei, the birthdays passed. The father and son went on a trip to other places at the invitation of other literati. .

At this moment, Abao stroked his beard and smiled.

"Next time, it's probably your uncle's 100th birthday! When your uncle turns 100, even if he doesn't want to, we have to throw a big birthday party for him, and we can't prevaricate him!"

"A hundred years old. I have never seen anyone live that long."

Yi Han secretly chuckled, and when Yi Abao heard this, he immediately patted his son's head with his hands.

"Didn't you curse your uncle? He told you to talk nonsense, told you to talk nonsense!"

"Wrong, wrong, dad, I was wrong!"

Yi Han repeatedly begged for mercy, and the servant driving the car in front was also very happy.

When the carriage returned to the Yizhai Gate in Xihe Village, the servants started shouting before they even got out of the car.

"Master and Master Sun are back~~~"

"Little bastard, your grandpa won't even come back for his birthday!"

Yi Yong'an was the first to come out, cursing. Although he was cursing, he was smiling. Yi Abao and Yi Han got off the carriage and entered the yard. It was so lively inside that there was no room in the dining hall, and the dining tables were placed in the living room.

There are dozens of people in the Yi Family Courtyard, large and small. Some people who were once servants of the Yi Family and are now ordinary farmers in Xihe Village also brought their families with them.

Yi Han rushed into the living room ahead of his father and went straight to the two old men sitting there resting.

"Great Grandpa, Grandpa Bo! You won't blame me for coming back late, right?"

"Alas! No wonder, no wonder, the imperial examination is important!"

Yi Baokang, who was leaning on the chair, responded, while Yi Shuyuan nodded.

"I heard you did well in the exam?"

"Hehe, so-so, so-so. I'm going to go see my mother to say hello. I'll talk to you later!"

Yi Han saluted and said a few words, then hurried to the backyard to find his mother.

At the door of the living room, Yi Abao, who had a clear beard, also came back and also saluted and greeted him.

Then there were the excited sounds of the Lu family, Li family and other female family members. There was a commotion in the Yi family courtyard, and the busyness of preparing meals returned. The two eldest brothers were still idle.

"Brother, in our family, Abao is actually the one who is most like you."

Outside the living room, Yi Abao couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed when he heard this. He didn't dare to compare with his uncle in any case. There was not much resemblance in appearance, that is, there were only some similarities in blood relationship.

"Yeah, it seems I was quite charming when I was young."

Yi Abao has been teaching at Yuezhou Academy for many years. Although he has not been involved in politics, his demeanor is gentle and elegant, and his appearance is not bad.

Hearing his brother's teasing, Yi Baokang smiled and felt infinite emotions, as if he had returned to the day when his brother came back and saw his relatives who were no longer crazy.

"Decades have passed in a blink of an eye, and I never thought that I would live to be ninety years old. I can count all the ninety-year-olds in Yuanjiang County on one hand, right?"

Yi Shuyuan also smiled.

This is indeed the case, and my sister-in-law Zhao is ten years younger than her brother Baokang, so this is already a rare longevity.

"Yeah, there are two of them here!"

"Hahahahaha"

Hearing the laughter of the two old people in the living room, everyone in the Yi family was happy. Having an old man in the family is like having a treasure. The Yi family has several treasures. Although sometimes they are stubborn and sometimes have a bad temper, who can not help it? What about respect?

Yi Shuyuan looked at the brother beside him. At this moment, he had memories and a sense of the past in his mind.

Many years ago, Yi Shuyuan went crazy and the family spent everything to treat him. Later, Yi's father also died in depression.

Yi Baokang is young and has to take care of his mother, who is also ill, and his crazy brother. Even though he is getting older, matchmakers from all over the country frown when they hear his name. Being a daughter-in-law is not easy.

It seems that Yi Baokang is also thinking about the past at this moment, but now he doesn't seem to be thinking about his parents and brothers.

Mrs. Zhao is eighty years old, but she still has some black hair on her head. She will come in with dishes and place utensils on the table. She still moves quickly and looks back at the Yi brothers from time to time.

Yi Baokang sat upright on his chair and suddenly said something.

"Madam, I have worked hard for you for so many years!"

Hearing these words, an eighty-year-old woman blushed slightly. This old man had rarely said such words in decades, so he turned around and laughed and cursed.

"No, I was deceived by the matchmaker at that time, and I believed your lie about Yi Baokang being honest and willing to work. Who knew that coming to the Yi family would be so difficult! But fortunately, all the hardships are rewarded, uncle, don't you think so."

"Hahahahaha"

Yi Shuyuan and Yi Baokang both laughed.

Of course, Mrs. Zhao has long since let go. Looking back, this life has been interesting.

The winter solstice reunion dinner was a joyful one. The two brothers, who are over 90 years old, both drank a lot today. The family members tried to persuade them but Yi Baokang rebuffed them. Don’t let people be disappointed. Later, even Yi Shuyuan No advice works.

On this day, Yi Baokang was also drunk, muttering and unwilling to leave. He sat in front of the table with a wicker chair and slept soundly with his clothes on, while the Yi family was still enjoying the meal.

"Huhu."

A gust of cold wind blew from outside Yi Zhai, but when it entered the house, there was no chill, as if the spring breeze had arrived early.

Yi Shuyuan sat at the top of the table with a glass of wine, next to Yi Baokang who was drunk. The hilarity of the Yi family around him seemed far away to him.

A group of undercover people stood quietly at the table, not daring to make any move. After a long time, the leader of the night parade whispered.

"Immortal Lord, the time has come for Yi Baokang."

To be born in the sound of joy and die surrounded by family members is not a kind of happiness.

Yi Shuyuan nodded, and Ye Xuanyou beside him breathed a sigh of relief and raised his fingers forward.

"Yi Baokang, your time has come, please let us go!"

Yi Baokang seemed to have just woken up. He squinted his eyes and sat up straight. After being stunned for a moment, he sat up and then slowly stood up again. He looked around and it took him a while to understand what was going on.

"Can you please let me stay for a while?"

This kind of request is not allowed anywhere else, but naturally there is no such thing as "no" in this situation.

"Of course it's okay, but not for too long!"

"well!"

Yi Baokang didn't do anything excessive. He just stood in the hall and watched for a while. Yi Shuyuan was just holding his wine glass in a daze, and it seemed that he couldn't see the ghost.

"alright!"

As he said before eating, Yi Baokang was already very satisfied and felt that he could walk without any pain.

"please!"

Yin Chai stretched out his hand, and then led Yi Baokang out of the living room step by step.

In the front yard of the house, a mink stood up on its hind legs. Watching the Yin Chao team leave, it couldn't help but whisper.

"Stay safe and go well"

Everyone has their own ambitions and pursuits. Some people pursue immortality, some people just want happiness, some people don't get it, and some people don't feel comfortable getting it.

Immortality also has an end, it is just a matter of time. A mortal's life is short, and it may not be vigorous, and this vigorous life may not necessarily require gratification or even competition for the country!

"Uncle, why are you crying?"

The noise in the hall paused for a moment, and everyone looked at the elder. Yi Shuyuan looked slightly dazed, but subconsciously stretched out his hand, and a tear just fell from the corner of his eye to the palm of his hand.

Unknowingly, Yi Shuyuan felt that the calamity of the winter solstice had already begun. Perhaps if Yi Shuyuan had not returned in these years, or had not returned until recently, this calamity would have been a great calamity in his heart!

But Yi Shuyuan didn't care about this at this moment.

Recalling his brother's life in his heart, Yi Shuyuan just looked at Yi Baokang beside him. Ordinary greatness is also great. This is "The Biography of Yi Baokang".

At this moment, the Yi family gradually realized something.