Chapter 1169: Sedimentation

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The tomatoes are red.

The cucumbers are green.

The eggplants are purple.

From the room that serves as a warehouse, Chen Hao took out a bamboo basket and picked the vegetables that can be picked today from this small vegetable garden.

The movements were very light and slow, and the vegetables with morning dew were juicy and lovely.

Chen Yuanping and Qiao Xinmei only lived here for half a month, and they felt that this life was no different from their home. Such a vegetable garden, in Lianquan Village, no, in the rural areas of Northeast China, every household has it. If you grow some vegetables, you don’t need to buy vegetables for a year, and you can eat what you grow yourself.

Qiao Xinmei: "Who would come here from afar to live such a life."

The answer is Chen Hao.

There is no noise from the outside world here. He can't expect to have a peaceful life in his hometown. He didn't mean to hide his whereabouts, at least not in his circle of friends. He just didn't want to be known as hypocritical. He wanted to return to the countryside after living a good life as a big star. Xu Fan's role in "Party A and Party B" was a point of complaint.

I feel that I should calm down. I have gained so much from the system in the past. I will find a time to have a good rest and make a summary of everything in the past.

Away from the hustle and bustle of the city, I feel comfortable cultivating my body and mind every day. Carrying a small bamboo basket, I left the yard and walked up the steps at the foot of the mountain. After a hundred or so steps, there is the gate of the temple. Chen Hao walked in from the open side door and walked along the corridor on one side to the backyard. He met several young monks along the way. They were familiar with each other and saluted in their own way.

"Master Huifa, these are the vegetables I just picked." Chen Hao bowed slightly in response to the Amitabha Buddha, and handed the bamboo basket in his hand to a monk in his thirties opposite.

"Donors, please come to the dining hall for dinner. This morning's tofu is freshly ground and very tender."

"Thank you, Master Huifa."

On the first day he came here, Chen Hao liked the vegetarian food in this not-so-famous temple. It was simple but presented in the freshest way. Although it was light, it still satisfied the taste buds. Although he had enough money to add incense money every day, he still liked the way of bartering, which made him feel more pure.

Stir-fried tofu, a plate of pickled vegetables, and porridge steamed buns.

The unique vegetarian food taste of this temple is much better than that of some big temples. Chen Hao eats what the monks in the temple eat. He eats here every day for breakfast and most lunches, and eats something else in his room for dinner.

He is not bathing and fasting, he really thinks it tastes good. If there are fresh vegetables, he picks them and brings them up. In such a truly quiet environment, the mood affects the taste. What he appreciates most here is that it is not artificial and very real.

There are modern electrical appliances and big TVs here. Every night, the monks will gather together to watch TV, and they will also try to make money. They will also go down the mountain to give some guidance on self-cultivation to the guests who are willing to spend money. There are also mobile phones in the temple, but the most comfortable thing here is that in the temple, all the monks live very purely. After coming here for a while, Chen Hao can observe that there is no behavior that makes people hate.

After eating vegetarian food, Chen Hao went to the side hall next to the front hall, found a place near the door, took a cushion and sat cross-legged, closed his eyes, smelled the burning incense mixed with the smell of the mountains and forests, and listened to the monks chanting in the morning class.

When he first came, he followed the fasting team to practice below. Over time, he gradually liked the feeling of the temple. He did not practice Buddhism, nor did he want to discuss it with anyone. He just sat here, not disturbing others and not wanting to be disturbed by others. He sat cross-legged quietly. Time was of no value to him at this moment.

With his eyes closed, no one knew what he was thinking. He sat very steadily. When the sunlight gradually covered part of the side hall from the main hall, the monks' morning class ended. Many monks would subconsciously look at Chen Hao sitting there. After a long time, they all knew that this donor was not a Buddhist, but this did not delay the monks' recognition of him. Sincerity was the most important thing. Donor Chen was a person who could really calm himself down. Otherwise, meditating for more than two hours a day was never seen among ordinary people, especially very young people.

It felt very comfortable to empty yourself. Let your mind be blank and think about nothing. The body must have enough memory to maintain the sitting posture. Blankness is nothing. If there is feeling, it is not blank. Until you open your eyes, a very comfortable feeling will emerge from the inside of your body, and you will feel refreshed. This is the real comfort.

He took a deep breath and then exhaled slowly. You could say it was a breath of foul air, or you could say it was simply exhaling. Standing up and stretching his waist a few times, Chen Hao slowly left the temple and walked down the mountain road. On the way, he would meet tourists coming from the foot of the mountain, and everyone would just nod and smile as a greeting.

To be able to come here, the first prerequisite is that you have a very good financial foundation. The small courtyard here charges more than a thousand yuan a day. Various daily necessities and daily activities here cost a lot of money. These days, if you want to be clean, you have to You have enough economic capital; and then you feel that you live a higher-end life than others. In the spiritual world, you feel that you are different from ordinary people. You will look down at ordinary people and do not think that you are ordinary people. There is no traffic here. For those who can live here for a period of time, it is not unusual to say that eight out of ten are not star-chasers. The remaining two have no idea what celebrities are like. They say hello when they meet and they are polite. Mentioning that I would help keep the secret, I would not go out and talk nonsense. I am not keeping my promise, but I feel that if I really go out and say something, it is a kind of blasphemy against myself.

As soon as he returned to the yard, Chen Hao saw two figures walking from a distance, one carrying a large backpack. There was no traffic here, there was only a dirt road. This dirt road might have been open to traffic when this place was built. Later, a mountain The landslide covered a section of the outer dirt road, and it has never been repaired since, forming a very unique enclosed space. Chen Gang and Kang Yan went outside to pick up some things. They could have used a helicopter to transport them. I feel itchy all over my body, it's all like a field training.

It is not accessible by car, but it is accessible by helicopter. There is a mobile phone signal here. If a guest here encounters some emergency, the helicopter can arrive within twenty minutes and take you to the nearest county hospital.

"Brother, I told you about that matter. It may take a few days to have a training camp more than ten kilometers away. You can just go there occasionally. We are not going to be instructors anyway. Just to destroy those self-confident soldier kings." Chen Gang washed the fresh fruits he brought with him from the yard. It is normal for the price of fruits here to be twenty or thirty times higher than outside.

Kang Yan took off his coat, only wearing boxers, a large basin of well water, and wiped his body with a towel. He felt particularly sour. When he heard Chen Gang's words, he smiled and said: "Gangzi, you and I can't destroy others. Not to mention that they won’t let us in, it’s not certain who will be tortured if we do get in.”

Chen Gang scratched his head and chuckled. He admitted this. The first thing he remembered when he was outside was never try to challenge the Chinese military kings or the Chinese border. Chen Gang is confident that he is stronger than many military kings and has the courage to fight desperately. When it comes to a life and death battle on a narrow road, the number of people who can win will be greatly reduced. They always believe in the Chinese military spirit. The guys are really going crazy. Each one of them seems to have been given a shot of chicken blood. Their combat power is obviously 70%, but they can jump directly to around 90%.

Chen Hao rolled his eyelids and continued to lie on the chair, enjoying the sunlight shining through the gaps in the grape trellis. He had not completed a single systematic task in three months, and he had not succeeded in creating a work independently on daily tasks until now. Showing that it is done, it should be the same as before, and "The Embalmer" needs to get more recognition.

Not one ability has increased, nor has the Lucky Wheel been opened once, but Chen Hao clearly feels that his abilities in all aspects are steadily increasing, whether it is singing, dancing or other abilities, after several months of accumulation, every day Put yourself in a state of thinking, and the intensity of physical training has not decreased. When the mood comes, you can go to the mountains to train with Chen Gangkangyan anytime and anywhere.

The ability of the 'Sports Expert' allows him to reach the level of a professional player in all sports. Now he feels that he can step into the level of an elite professional player. Coupled with his super physical fitness, he can actually participate in some international competitions. I can definitely get a certain ranking.

'Godly temperament' and 'fascination appeal' are all things that increase charm, not narcissism. During this period, when Chen Hao looked in the mirror and did some detailed performances, he clearly felt that he was more comfortable with characters showing various temperaments. There was an answer that he was too embarrassed to say himself. His charm had increased again. Now he was going to have a concert, which would definitely captivate more female fans.

These are not the biggest gains in these three months. He has not done any work in the past three months. He has participated in some of the company's decisions about the development of film and television works. In the remaining time, he completely calmed down and let himself In the best creative state, it is not pretentious and does not need to be given by the system. It is completely used as a way to kill time and calm down. Writing and writing, a big image of the universe that belongs to his inner imagination space. The picture scroll slowly began to appear on the paper in the form of text. What he wrote was not typed on a computer, but written by hand, stroke by stroke, including more than ten story background maps and more than 100,000 words. Biography of the characters (Jane), and finally a timeline of the story posted on the wall with enlarged and bold fonts.

Not perfect, but showing its edge.

After three months of being a layman, this was not the only gain. During the creation process, the idea of ​​​​his novel that he once thought of was split. He was really distressed for a few days. When a bell rang in the morning, he split his idea into two. The best way to describe this two-part idea is to use movie language, one is a super special effects science fiction film, and the other is a super brain-burning science fiction literary film.