After going down the mountain, the full-level boss made his fortune by fortune-telling

Chapter 260 The obsession with the past

Li Xuanwei didn't care about other things, now she just wanted to know what the old man was doing with so much money.

The old Taoist sighed.

"Master hasn't enjoyed life much after living for so long, what's the matter with indulgence all the time?"

"So? You took the money to fool around?"

Li Xuanwei's eyes were calm, but the old Taoist saw some dissatisfaction from inside. He stroked his beard and smiled flatteringly.

"You also know that Master has always had an idol in his heart, so it's not too much to spend some money on the idol."

"So you went to Japan?"

Master's idol is a Japanese female singer. Li Xuanwei knows that, after all, the only high-tech thing in the Taoist temple is Master's tape recorder. Although there is no signal, the only tape inside is that Master keeps with him every day. baby.

Li Xuanwei was curious, but the master never let her listen to it. He usually hid in his own room and listened to it. After listening to it, he would take down the tape and take it with him. He treasured it like a treasure.

Later, when Li Xuanwei grew up, the master said that the tape was his idol, a song sung by a Japanese female singer.

For Li Xuanwei at that time, Japan was too far away, as far away as the Western Paradise in Journey to the West.

So she even had more imaginations about the Japanese idol that Master said.

But after growing up, Li Xuanwei was no longer interested in this Japanese idol, because Master fell in love with other female singers.

Unexpectedly, after so many years, he would go so far away to find his idol.

Li Xuanwei didn't believe it.

But the master is unreliable, and indeed he can do anything.

Looking at the aging old man in front of him, Li Xuanwei sighed inwardly and skipped this topic directly.

"Then tell me, what is my relationship with Li Ya?"

Cut to the chase and ask directly.

When the old Taoist heard it, he looked directly at the sky at a 45-degree angle, and then heaved a long and unpredictable sigh, and said quietly.

"This should be a kind of fate. You and her have the same origin, you are her, and she is you..."

"This should be some kind of magic technique. She and I do share the same root, but one of us must have come first and the other later. What I want to know is who came into this world first between me and her."

The old Taoist was silent, looking at her quietly, the expression in his eyes became more and more helpless.

"Wei Wei, is this mortal world interesting?"

Li Xuanwei was dissatisfied with his inexplicable question, but he still answered seriously.

"interesting."

"Since it's interesting, why do you still insist on leaving?"

Li Xuanwei looked at his master with an unprecedented calmness in his voice.

"Master, you said that above the Dao, there is a sky beyond the sky. The world is not as big as this corner of the mortal world. Although you only said this sentence once, I still remember it now. I want to pursue the Dao, and I want to see Outside the world."

"Wei Wei, cultivators must not lie."

Li Xuan pursed his lips slightly and continued.

"Master, I don't have one."

"No, Wei Wei, you don't want to look beyond the human world, you want to obtain the technique of bringing the dead back to life, you want to break through the laws of the world."

Master exposed Li Xuanwei's lie for the first time.

Those who cultivate the Tao must not tell lies.

Master knew that his apprentice was always honest, but he also knew why the only lie she told in her life was for.

As a human being, he can never escape the fetters of emotions. This apprentice has a knot in his heart that cannot be untied.

The old Taoist shook his head slowly.

"Wei Wei, as a teacher, I hope you can let go of your obsessions and pursue what you really want. Even if you don't practice the Way of Freedom, don't practice the Way of Ruthlessness. You are a living person, and everyone has emotions and desires. You can't change them. "

Behind the lies that were uncovered was the past that Li Xuanwei never mentioned, or even rarely thought about.

To this day, she is even in a daze, unable to tell what she is doing for.

For Dao?

Or for something else?

The master stood up and patted the apprentice on the shoulder behind himself.

"Wei Wei, if you really want to cultivate the Dao, you must know that obsessions cannot be left behind, and the only way to get rid of obsessions is to face them directly."

"Master, no matter what it is for, I will never change my mind."

The old Taoist took a deep look at her and nodded immediately.

"Well, then the teacher has nothing to teach you."

After speaking, he walked into the room and waved to the little tiger inside.

"Come on, Xiaohu, go down the mountain with Master."

The ignorant Xiaohu looked at Li Xuanwei quietly, seeing that she didn't look at him, then silently took Master's hand.

Leading Xiaohu, the old Taoist turned around slowly, humming an out-of-tune tune with one hand behind his back, and walked slowly into the dense fog.

Watching those two figures leave, Li Xuan lowered his head slightly, looked at the red stone in his hand, and felt loneliness and loss under his long eyelashes.

The mountain is very quiet.

It seems to be even more lonely than Qingyuan Mountain.

Li Xuanwei realized that there was no one around him.

All she had left was herself and a thatched hut.

Master's words still echoed in my ears.

Obsessed?
So they are obsessed?

What should I do?

She couldn't control her guilt, and couldn't even recall that time.

Li Xuanwei, who never owes favors to others, is about to be overwhelmed by the irresolvable guilt in his heart.

Looking back on the past life in Liangxi Village, Li Xuanwei seldom recalled too many peaceful and undisturbed days. Even because of her master's status, the people in the village would treat her respectfully and respectfully as a goddess.

They taught their children not to be disrespectful to Li Xuanwei, and kept exaggerating the ability of the goddess in front of them, and when they faced Li Xuanwei, they wanted to kneel down and salute.

The children were supposed to be innocent, but because of the education of their parents and elders, they avoided Li Xuanwei.

In the supposedly colorful childhood memories, Li Xuanwei could only remember the smell of incense and smoke in the Taoist temple.

The young Li Xuanwei didn't understand why those children didn't want to take her to play together. In addition, she was born with a lonely and lonely nature, which made her more and more alienated from her peers in the village.

But even if she is a goddess in the eyes of others, a little master who can see through ghosts and evil spirits, in the final analysis, she is still a body of flesh and blood, can be cold, hungry, tired, and thirsty, even if she is four or five years old. , but also hungry because the master passed out drunk in the wilderness.

Very hungry, but the rice jar was empty.

She wanted to go to the wild to find some wild fruits to satisfy her hunger, but she fainted from eating the poisonous fruits, and was found by the elder sister-in-law who was collecting firewood on the mountain and took them home.

That was the first time Li Xuanwei woke up under the warm and soft quilt.

Because the bed boards in the Taoist temple are hard, and the quilt covering the body is torn.

(End of this chapter)