Volume 1 Chapter 320 Nerves
Chapter 320: Nerve
There is an incense burner in front of the tomb, with some incense dust remaining inside, and the dust on the surface has been blown away by the wind.
Zhang Pa knelt on the two words "Hongwu", which were written by Master Zhenru. The master was telling him that this is the tomb of his parents.
The tomb was built in the far north of Tianlei Mountain, and a piece of open space was cleared in a jungle. Zhang Pa flew back to Tianlei Mountain and searched the forest inch by inch, and finally found it. It can be seen that the maintenance is good, which should be done by Master Zhenru.
Ten miles west of this tomb, there is another solitary tomb with a tombstone, Yuying's Tomb. The maintenance condition is similar to that of the parents' tomb. The woman who fought the master to death is buried in it. Now both of them have gone to another world, and I don't know if they will fight again when they meet again.
The master felt guilty, but Zhang Pa forgot. He felt more and more that he was a bastard. Is there any unfilial bastard like him in the world? He knelt in front of the tomb, his mind in a mess.
The little pig and cat sensed that he was in a bad mood, so they lay obediently on his left and right, staring at Zhang Pa with pity.
This kneeling lasted for seven days and seven nights, and the little pig and cat even suppressed their lively personalities and stayed with him for the full seven days and seven nights.
On the eighth day, he got up to clean up the lonely grave, removed the newly grown grass sprouts, and condensed a piece of water mist to clean it. He flew to the town to buy a lot of incense, candles, and paper money, and offered fruits, pears, peaches, chickens, ducks, fish and meat. After so many years in the world, this was the first time Zhang Pa met his parents.
The offerings were spiritual fruits, spiritual meats, and spiritual wines from the Five Spirits Blessing Land. In order to prevent the spiritual energy from leaking out and causing trouble, some formation flags were sprinkled around the grave, and a simple protective formation was set up to isolate the spiritual energy.
He wanted to give the best things to his parents who had no impression of him.
He sat there for another seven days, drinking in front of the grave every day, getting drunk and waking up, and I didn't know what he wanted to do. The little pig and cat were easy to deal with. He threw a few herbs and they were content to accompany him in mourning.
By the way, he cleaned up the grave of Yuying, who was even more unfamiliar, and placed some ordinary fruits, and then returned to his parents' grave to continue drinking. Parents were buried together, so they had company.
These days, Zhang Pa never stopped thinking about why he came to this world, why he practiced Taoism, and what was the use of practicing Taoism?
There is a process of practicing Taoism, starting with Qi Refining. This Qi Refining is to make people forget about emotions and cut off worldly thoughts. If you want to practice Taoism, you have to become a selfish and cold-blooded animal.
In the past, Zhang Pa had no objection to this. He became an orphan not long after he was born. This is what his master taught him, and this is what he saw. He thought it was a normal thing. But a short dream in the pond woke him up. I have parents, why do I have to break off family ties before I can practice? What's the use of such practice? What's the point of living alone for a thousand years like a turtle?
He was not a person who was very obsessed with practicing Taoism. This time he was confused and felt panic about his future. Fighting, killing, robbing, and robbing like others, and finding a cave to meditate every day? It's better to be a turtle, at least you can toss around in the rivers and seas, without ** and take things as they come.
Most people in the world are ordinary people. Zhang Pa remembered the Zhang family he had met a long time ago. The family lived together and worried about money. They didn't show much love and sweetness to each other, but the family affection could be felt truly. Maybe that kind of life is real. And the cultivators are trying their best to pursue just a beautiful dream?
He couldn't figure it out, so he decided to go out and find the answer. He kowtowed respectfully, said goodbye respectfully, and walked to an unknown place.
If it were someone else, he would never be like him. Zhang Tianfang was heartless and didn't recognize his parents at all. There was nothing he cared about in the world. Bukong was a Buddhist who forgot about love and affection. Out of the persistence of Buddhist thoughts, he cared for the world without distinction. His love was boundless. Fang Jian was smart and knew clearly what he was pursuing. His heart was like a rock and would not be shaken easily. Only Zhang Pa, a master who grew up inexplicably, was originally timid and alone. Because he was afraid of loneliness in his bones, he met many people by chance; he was a little kind; his ideas were always simple, and he didn't pursue anything. He just wanted everyone to live happily together.
But such a person killed endlessly, and his hands were stained with blood. He was not afraid of killing people, thinking that this was what he should do. What he was afraid of was facing the fact that he killed people in cold blood. He had killed many people before and would kill more people in the future. He felt sorry for the people he killed, and even more sorry for himself for having to kill people.
His mind was so confused that he changed his Fushen robe, put on a coarse cloth short shirt, and walked far away with piglets and kittens in his arms. He didn't know where to go, what to find, but just wanted to go.
There was a group of children in a town, seven or eight half-grown children, ragged, and usually did some sneaky things to support themselves. One day, I met Zhang Pa walking stupidly, holding a cute pink piglet in his arms. In their eyes, it was a delicious and fragrant roast suckling pig. Kittens cannot be eaten, so they were ignored.
A group of children divided the work, two of them were fighting, and they bumped into Zhang Pa, but Zhang Pa dodged easily. Two more children came from behind, grabbing a handful of stones and throwing them at him, but Zhang Pa dodged again. A flatbed truck suddenly appeared on the side of the road and quickly bumped into him, but Zhang Pa dodged again. Seeing how agile he was, the group of children looked at each other, gave up using tricks, and started to rob directly. A group of half-grown children rushed towards Zhang Pa frantically, but he still dodged them easily.
Zhang Pa looked at the children expressionlessly and asked, "What do you want to do?"
The leading child said unreasonably and tyrannically, "You hit my brother, pay money, no, just pay the pig."
Zhang Pa said calmly, "You can't afford to raise it."
The leading child sneered, "Who said you want to raise it?"
Zhang Pa suddenly understood that ordinary people also like to kill. He asked the children, "If you don't raise it, what are you going to do?"
"Kill it and eat its meat." A child said quickly.
Zhang Pa looked at the children carefully and experienced the most real and simple truth in the world. The strong prey on the weak. Your survival requires trampling on the lives of others. He threw a gold ingot to them and said, "Take it and eat its meat. Don't bully others anymore, or you will be caught."
"What's the big deal about being caught? At least you have food and drink, which is better than fighting with wild dogs for food all day." Most of the children had injuries on their bodies, and it was obvious that they were often beaten and caught.
"What if you provoke someone you shouldn't provoke and get beaten to death?" Zhang Pa asked curiously.
"It's no big deal if you die. Haven't you heard the master say reincarnation? You can be a beggar in this life and an emperor in the next life; haha." A group of children looked at it with disbelief.
"So what if he's the emperor?" Zhang Pa thought of his father Song Yunyi, the former emperor of the Song Dynasty, Song Quan. He lived a very miserable life, with constant internal troubles and external troubles, wars between the two tribes, and chaos caused by monsters. He was just an unlucky butler.
He said something casually, but the half-grown child laughed at him: "You don't understand even if I tell you. Let's go and eat meat. Hey, do you want to eat?" The child was kind-hearted.