Volume 1: Winds Rising From the Mountains and Lakes Chapter 33: Mr. Su
It was a quiet and peaceful night in early summer. Another silver hook hooked the sky, covering the small mountain village with a layer of clear light.
Lin Yi sat quietly in the side room of the old house, like a clay sculpture, still and quiet. But his heart was like the wind and clouds, and he couldn't calm down for a long time.
Today, in front of my parents' grave, my mind was lost. As my master said in my early years, my heart was shaken. At my young age, I suddenly felt tired of this worldly road and confused about the path of cultivation. And this Mr. Su was just meeting for the first time, but every word was pearly and concise. This well-intentioned speech was obviously to warn me.
At first, I was afraid that Mr. Su would see through my identity and didn't know his original intention. Lin Yi was a little panicked and a little cautious.
And this Mr. Su was alone and stranded here. Even though I was cautious, I felt the other party's earnest kindness.
Mr. Su's words were like a wake-up call. If you don't continue on this road, you will never know what the final result will be. Since God has given you this opportunity, what reason do you have to give up! No matter how far you go, you have to persevere. Even if there is no result, it is more exciting than spending your whole life in the mountain village. I believe that my parents will bless me if they know it.
Lin Yi has never been told these truths since he was a child. When he was confused, Mr. Su's words were like a revelation, which made his heart suddenly clear.
He felt more grateful and respectful to Mr. Su.
Lin Yi, whose mind was clear, was surrounded by a layer of white light, which submerged him. In the flashing light, his mind was clear.
The world also became clear...
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The morning in the mountain village was fresh. The top of the mountain in the distance was covered with a layer of gold by the rising sun.
The diligent people in the mountains have been busy early for their livelihood.
At the intersection of the village, hurried figures can occasionally be seen coming and going.
Under the big tree, Mr. Su was surrounded by several children.
Lin Yi sat alone, listening to Mr. Su explaining Chinese characters to the children.
Mr. Su ignored Lin Yi.
Lin Yi didn't care, and sat quietly for two hours.
Mr. Su smiled and watched the children leave happily.
Lin Yi stood up, came to Mr. Su, bowed deeply, and said seriously: "Thank you for your guidance!"
Mr. Su held his long beard with his hands, his eyes flashing, and laughed: "The boy is teachable! How about sitting in my house for a while?"
Lin Yi replied softly: "That's what I want!"
Mr. Su nodded, and his clean face was more leisurely in the sunlight. He slowly walked towards a small house not far away.
Not far from the entrance of the village, there was a circle of green vines entwined around the fence, and two thatched houses were simple and plain.
Mr. Su took Lin Yi and walked through a small courtyard dotted with green clusters to the inner room of the thatched house. He chuckled and asked the guest to make himself at home.
In front of him was a small bedroom, with a bamboo couch placed in the north, and a table under the south window. On a bamboo chair, Mr. Su sat contentedly.
There were two layers of books on the shelf, including bamboo slips, silk books, and paper books. The humble room was filled with the fragrance of books, showing its simplicity and elegance.
Lin Yiluo sat on the bamboo couch, looking relaxed and comfortable.
Mr. Su nodded slightly when he saw it. He thought that although this boy was dressed like a country boy, he had a different temperament from ordinary people, and his manners were calm and generous. No matter where he was, he would be ignored and despised by others inadvertently. When he observed carefully, he would find that this boy had been integrated with everything around him, intentionally or unintentionally.
This boy was really extraordinary!
After all, he had been displaced in the officialdom and the market for decades. Mr. Su asked himself that he had seen countless people and was quite accurate in judging people. But this country boy had a very different impression from ordinary people, and he naturally had an inexplicable appreciation for Lin Yidu in his heart.
When Mr. Su was walking around, he saw Lin Yi crying in front of his parents' grave, so he didn't dare to approach. The latter was distracted in front of his parents' grave and didn't notice everything around him. He saw that Lin Yi seemed to be decadent after being sad, and he couldn't help but say something to wake him up. Unexpectedly, overnight, the boy who was on the verge of sinking yesterday had returned to normal.
This boy's intelligence is higher than that of ordinary people, which makes people feel relieved. Mr. Su looked up to this young man even more.
"I have lived here for six years. The noise in the mountains and fields is gone, and there are idle people in the daytime. Listen to the melodious birdsong and watch the clouds roll. I have wasted my life, and at the end, I can find a pure land to enjoy a leisurely life! Haha!" Mr. Su said.
"Mr. is so wise, Xiaoyi admires it!" Lin Yi said.
"When people reach old age, with nothing in their hands, they know that everything has a limit. When they hold something in their hands, they must let it go, and they should let it go!" Mr. Su smiled suddenly.
"Where is your hometown? Why did you end up like this?" Lin Yi asked with some curiosity.
Mr. Su sat on a bamboo chair, but his back was straight, like a mountain. When he heard Lin Yi ask about the past, he showed bitterness in his eyes, and then smiled with relief.
"The past is unbearable to look back! Hometown? Hometown is where the heart is at peace!" Mr. Su's hoarse voice rose slowly, as if he had stepped through decades of time.
Mr. Su's original name was Su Yingming. When he was young, he achieved fame and became an official in the court. Because of his upright character and his inability to understand the intentions of his superiors, he was never smooth in the officialdom. Later, because he offended the powerful, his whole family suffered. Fortunately, he had a good reputation among scholars, so he was exiled to the border and saved his life. But his wife fell ill due to a disaster and passed away soon, and his only daughter was also missing.
Deeply moved by Mr. Su's ill fate, Lin Yi could only remain silent and listen to him slowly tell the past.
"I got a daughter in middle age, and I regarded it as a treasure. I didn't expect that because of my involvement, her whereabouts were unknown. I also asked people to search for me in many ways, but to no avail. If Yun'er is still there, she should be as old as Xiao Yi - ——!" After saying this, Mr. Su let out a long sigh.
This Mr. Su has frosty hair on his temples and an old face, as if he is sixty or seventy years old. In fact, he is only in his early fifties, and the hard work he has endured is evident!
"I wonder where Xiao Yi came from before? It's a blessing to have found a close relative now!" Seeing that Lin Yi was also looking depressed, Mr. Su changed his tone and asked gently.
"I practiced with my master in Xuanyuan Temple. After my master passed away, I stayed in the mountains for three years and found it according to his instructions during his lifetime." Lin Yi said. There is nothing to say about the past. It can be said, but there is no way to say it.
"What are your plans for the future?" Mr. Su asked.
Lin Yi hesitated for a moment and said firmly: "Thank you for your teachings, sir! Xiao Yi wants to travel around."
Mr. Su pondered for a moment, looked up at Lin Yi and said, "I have something to ask of you. I wonder if Xiao Yi can agree?"
"I don't know what you have asked me to do, but I will definitely not refuse anything that I can do!" Xiao Yi replied seriously.
Mr. Su stretched out his rugged hands, holding a half-moon-shaped green jade pendant. His eyes were full of warmth and he said slowly: "There was originally a pair of these jade pendants, and there is another one on my daughter's body. This one was left by her mother. If Xiao Yi has the chance to meet my daughter, this jade pendant should be A token. I also want to send a message to my miserable daughter that I am safe here so that she doesn’t have to worry about it!”
Seeing the earnest look on Mr. Su's face, Lin hurriedly stood up, but didn't know what to do! He wanted to refuse, but he couldn't bear it. He wanted to accept the jade pendant but was afraid of being burdened with a heavy trust.
While hesitating, Lin Yi glanced at Mr. Su's expectant and trusting eyes. His heart softened and he accepted Mr. Su's only concern in his later years!
Mr. Su smiled. He didn't know whether his daughter was still in this world, but he placed all his expectations on the young man in front of him. He has reached his twilight years and cannot wait any longer.
Maybe, there are still miracles in this world!
Mr. Su stood up and patted Lin Yi's shoulder gently. Then, he turned around and took out a silk book from the shelf.
Lin Yi put away the jade pendant and took the silk book from Mr. Su's hand with a bit of confusion. He could recognize a few ancient characters on the book. He was surprised and blurted out: "Eh-Forging Divine Mirror?"
Mr. Su was slightly stunned and asked, "Can Xiao Yi also recognize this handwriting?"
Lin Yi thought for a while and said: "My master is a Taoist, and all I know are these characters. This type of font and today's font are just from complex to simple. Could it be that there are fewer people who can recognize this type of font today? "
"Xiao Yi's words make sense. This type of font is in ancient style, and not many people recognize it today. I only recognized one or two of them after the guidance of my friends." Mr. Su's eyes flickered, and he kept looking at Lin Yi up and down.
Being stared at in panic, Lin Yi hurriedly said: "I don't know this thing...?"
"This is a gift from a friend who was my classmate! My friend's surname is Wei and his name is Daren. That friend has loved ancient books since he was a child, is fond of spiritual practice, and is obsessed with the way to become an immortal. This book was given to me by chance, and he left it as a favor to me when he left. Keep it. My friend said that this thing can still bless future generations." At this point, Mr. Su shook his head and smiled, and then said: "This thing may be useful to Xiao Yi."
Lin Yi raised his eyebrows and gently opened the thin booklet. Just for a moment, he was startled, and then he was secretly happy. After putting the book in his arms, he bowed deeply and asked, "I wonder where your friend is, sir?"
"My friend heard that there was a fairy island overseas, so he gave up his fame and career and took a boat to cross eastward!" Mr. Su sighed with a slight nod.
"Sir's friend has reached immortality?" Lin Yi asked.
"I don't know what's behind it. It's just that since my good friend started studying the way of cultivation, he has a natural and graceful style, but is completely different from other people. If I hadn't been with him for many years, I wouldn't have noticed this. Maybe this is also because of cultivation?" Mr. Su said. Eyebrows thinking. His eyes brightened, he stared at Lin Yi and said, "Just like Xiao Yi, even though his clothes are shabby, he still has an indescribable charm!"
Lin Yi smiled bitterly and shook his head and said: "I have practiced with my master for many years, and there is nothing surprising. By the way, Mr. Su, is there really a fairy island deep in the East China Sea? Is the fairy island easy to find?"
"Although there are records in the classics, there are no traces. The East China Sea is tens of thousands of miles away, how difficult it is!" Mr. Su shook his head and sighed: "Even though I said goodbye to my good friend many years ago, there is still no news!"
"Sir, do you believe there are gods in this world?" Lin Yi finally found someone to talk to. Lin Yi, who had been holding back for a long time, hoped to learn more from the talented and knowledgeable Mr. Su.
"The ancients said that scholars do not talk about strange powers and chaotic spirits..." Mr. Su shook his head. Lin Yi thought that it was indeed the case, but unexpectedly Mr. Su said again: "I believe it!"
Lin Yi looked at Mr. Su with some confusion.
"If there were no gods and ghosts in this world, no reincarnation of yin and yang, and no retribution of karma, how many regrets would be left in our life! Wouldn't it even be comparable to the weeds in the Longjian!" After Mr. Su finished speaking, his face was bleak and meaningful.
I didn't expect Mr. Su to answer like this. Think about it, the weeds on the ridges can still be reborn in the spring, but if people don't have past and present lives, they won't even be as good as those weeds!
If there is an afterlife, can everything continue?
Lin Yi couldn't help but fell into deep thought...
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