Xianlu Spring and Autumn

After Ye Bai chatted with Xuanyuan Su and Ji Wanjun for half an hour, the two were about to say goodbye and leave. Ye Ping'an had already fallen asleep on Ye Bai's simple wooden bed.

"Father, I will leave it to you to teach peace."

Xuanyuan Su said, Ji Wanjun next to him, his eyes fell on the face of Ye Ping'an who was sleeping soundly, his eyes were full of reluctance, but he didn't say anything after all.

Out of the corner of Ye Bai's eyes, he glanced at Ji Wanjun. Although he was happy with the child, he couldn't bear the separation of mother and child. He pretended to be cold and snorted: "I came to the world to perform meritorious deeds, not to bring up children for you. Your own son will take care of you." go."

"You didn't take me with you back then, it was my sister who took me."

Xuanyuan Su gave a rare chuckle, and said: "Mother said, I will bring you peace. First, please teach him. Second, it can also make him understand the world situation. It may be helpful for him to understand the Taoist heart in the future."

Ye Bai, oh well.

"We will take our leave now that Father has taught us to be safe."

Ji Wanjun didn't want Ye Bai to be in trouble again, so she had already thanked and left.

Ye Bai thought for a while, but nodded without persisting.

The two said goodbye and left.

……

Turning around, Ye Bai looked at Ye Pingan, who was sleeping soundly, his eyes were unusually calm and gentle. It had been many years, and he had never experienced such peace of mind.

Walking to Ye Ping'an's side, Ye Bai stretched out a hand and placed it on Ye Ping'an's small hand. Seven-colored light flashed in rotation at the fingertips.

After a few breaths, Ye Bai withdrew his hand and murmured in a low voice: "It has the dual attributes of thunder and wood, and the speed of absorbing vitality is also second to none... Senior brother, this child, should he be like me in the future? Or should it be like you?"

Ye Bai frowned slightly.

After thinking for a while, he finally started to refine the elixir again.

Finished refining the elixir.It was already midnight, Ye Bai lay down next to Ye Ping'an, and fell into a deep sleep listening to Ye Ping'an's breathing.

From this day on, Ye Bai had an extra kid by his side.

……

above the earth.The down-and-out middle-aged man who walked from east to west, from south to north, had an extra child by his side.

That child, growing up day by day, will of course start to read and write.He always held a palm-sized book in his hand, and looked at it with a bored and impatient expression.As time passed, the booklet had turned yellow.

"Grandpa, this Tao Te Ching is not fun, I don't want to read it."

On this day, when I was resting on the mountain grassland.Ye Pingan plucked up his courage and whispered.

At this time, Ye Ping'an was about twelve or thirteen years old and nearly six feet tall.With sword eyebrows and star eyes, he is extremely handsome.It's just that living with Ye Bai was a bit difficult, and he was dressed in linen clothes, washed until his hair turned white.It even obviously felt a bit small, wrapped around the body, and set off the already somewhat robust figure.

The book in his hand is the Tao Te Ching written by Ye Bai himself. When teaching Ye Pingan how to recognize characters with this book, Ye Pingan still had some interest. When Ye Bai explained it sentence by sentence, Ye Pingan It quickly became boring.

This kid is also free and unruly, if it wasn't for Ye Bai's coercion, intentionally or unintentionally, he would have tore up the book a long time ago.

Hearing this, Ye Bai didn't even look at him, and asked, "Don't you like what's in the book?"

Ye Pingan shook his head.

Ye Bai nodded, thought for a while and said, "If you don't like it now, it doesn't mean you won't like it in the future. You should write it down first."

"take note of it!"

Ye Pingan said immediately.

Ye Bai nodded again, and said lightly, "Then tear it up."

Ye Pingan grinned, stuffed the book into his chest and said, "Let's keep it, this is the first thing grandpa gave me, as long as grandpa doesn't force me to read it every day."

Ye Bai laughed, looked at him and said, "Ping An, do you have the answer to the question I asked you earlier? Which one of those two do you want to be, or the other?"

Hearing this, Ye Pingan stared at him with wise eyes and said, "Then one of them is you, grandpa?"

Ye Bai nodded.

Ye Pingan said: "Who is the other one?"

Ye Bai's eyes became slightly complicated, he was silent for a while, and said, "It's your grandfather."

Ye Ping'an nodded and asked, "You two, who is for righteousness and who is for small righteousness?"

Ye Bai said: "Your grandfather, it's for righteousness."

Ye Ping'an asked again: "Then you or grandpa, who will live the happier life?"

This question obviously caught Ye Bai's attention, for a while, Ye Bai didn't answer, he frowned and thought about it, and after a while, Ye Bai said: "Your grandfather and I, maybe neither of us has ever been really happy. I keep losing, but what he wants is still like an unattainable dream, and I haven't got it."

Ye Pingan was silent.

"Grandpa, I don't know what kind of monk I will become in the future, but I don't want to be like you. Whether it's for righteousness or small righteousness, if I'm not happy, I will go crazy."

Ye Pingan was like an adult, looked at Ye Bai, and said very seriously.

Ye Bai said nothing.

After the two looked at each other for a while, Ye Bai laughed, lying on his back on the grass, took out a jug of wine, and drank it, his heart filled with joy.

Why do I have to shape Ye Pingan into another self or Ji Cangmang, he is himself.

……

There are sufferings and sorrows and joys everywhere in the world.

On this day, the two came to a small remote village called Xihe Village, where a terrible plague was happening. There used to be a population of more than 600 people, but now most of them have died, and the rest are [-]% affected by this terrible plague. plague.

There used to be a doctor in the village, but even the doctor himself died, and other ordinary people who were hit by the plague would have to walk at least two or three hundred miles to the big city to hire a better doctor. I sent someone to invite me, but I don't know if I can make it back in time.

When Ye Bai arrives, he reveals his identity as a doctor.Because of his poor image, the common people doubted his level a little, but let him be a living horse doctor and ask him to treat everyone's illness.

Ye Bai didn't delay much, and started to heal immediately.

This plague is different from the troubles that monks often encounter. It is a kind of disease, but it is even more terrifying. Although Ye Bai is a star master monk.He also found the source of the plague and cleaned it up, but there were too many mortals who were affected by the plague, and there was no way to cure the disease. Ye Bai needed to collect a lot of herbs to make a decoction for treatment, in order to complete this merit.Ye Bai had no choice but to stay temporarily.

Ye Bai stayed, and Ye Pingan naturally stayed too. The grandparents and grandchildren went around collecting herbs during the day, and came back at night to make medicinal soup, and then distributed them to everyone.

Ordinary people are naturally grateful to Ye Bai.Most of these villagers in the mountains are simple and simple. When it is dark, they will come and take turns in batches, without fighting or grabbing.He didn't even dare to make too much noise, for fear of disturbing Ye Bai and the others.

On this day, Ye Bai was still sitting cross-legged on the ground and boiling medicinal soup, while Ye Pingan was helping him.

Ye Ping'an looked a little absent-minded.From time to time, he peeked out of the gate.

Outside the gate, there were a dozen villagers.Kneeling down on the ground, head bowed, silent.

At this moment, Ye Ping'an looked in the direction he was looking.It was a woman on the edge of the crowd.

This woman, about fifteen or sixteen years old, was dressed in ordinary coarse cloth clothes, her hair was like a cloud, raised high, and fixed with a yellow wooden hairpin. She was obviously a girl, but she had the appearance of a graceful little woman .

Although she was a woman in the mountains, her appearance was rare and delicate and beautiful, like a snow lotus in the deep mountains, with a melon-seeded face, a straight nose, and two cat eyes, which contained the sadness and melancholy of the mist in the mountains.

Because of the plague, her complexion was a bit unhealthy pale, but in this way, it added to the astonishing beauty of this woman, which was rare even among female monks.

At this moment, Ye Ping'an is already at his age, and it is also the time when he is enlightened and interested in the affairs of men and women.

Ye Ping'an's heart was beating wildly and he couldn't take his eyes off this beautiful and melancholy little woman almost immediately, feeling a feeling he had never felt before.

Ye Bai glanced at the grandson slightly, his eyes flickered, but he didn't say anything.

After about two cups of tea, the medicinal soup was finally ready.

Ye Bai distributed them to everyone one by one.

When the little woman came up to collect it, she noticed Ye Ping'an's eyes, and a blush suddenly appeared on her pale jade face. After taking her share of soup, she left quickly.

Today's Ye Ping'an has a tall and slender figure, a face like a crown of jade, exuding youthful vitality in his handsomeness, especially combined with a somewhat unruly mountain temperament, which is even more eye-catching.

Apart from the little woman, there were actually a few young women who peeked at Ye Pingan and left quickly.

Soon, the decoction was finished, and only the grandparent and grandson were left in the house.

Snapped!

Ye Bai slapped Ye Ping'an on the back of the head with a slap that was neither light nor heavy.

"The person has already left, why are you still in a daze!"

Ye Bai said in a slightly cold voice, and simply put away the soup pot.

Ye Pingan woke up with a shock, and after a silly smile, he hurriedly helped Ye Bai clean up.

After tidying up, Ye Bai ignored him and fell asleep.

Ye Ping'an couldn't fall asleep at all today, and the face and figure of the little woman appeared in his mind from time to time, smiling silly.

Suddenly, he glanced at Ye Bai furtively, walked towards the door, walked to the gate, shook his head and turned back, sat cross-legged on the ground, seemingly meditating, but the pitifully weak divine sense was chasing after him. He went in the direction of the little woman.

……

At night in the mountains, it is very quiet, only the sound of insects and birds, but of course it is not among them if the door is closed.

Soon, Ye Ping'an heard most of the little woman's identity and guessed the other half.

It turned out that this woman was called Ren Ya, regardless of her appearance and character, she was the most outstanding woman in the mountains. She was only sixteen years old, and she was engaged to the village chief's son in the years before the plague.But before he got through the door, the village chief's son contracted the plague and died.

Although Ren Ya has not formally entered the family, she has become a widow in this old-fashioned mountain village. If Ye Bai hadn't come, she would have died of the plague.

It's a sad situation.

If the village chief doesn't let her find another man in the future, she will only be lonely until she grows old.

After listening to it, looking at the sad woman with spiritual consciousness, Ye Pingan couldn't calm down for a long time. The two words Ye Bai taught him the most were - freedom, and what he yearned for most were freedom and happiness.

If this woman named Ren Ya will never be free and happy in the future, Ye Pingan can't imagine how much pain she will have, and a gloomy look gradually floats on Ye Pingan's face.

That night, Ye Pingan not only couldn't sleep.I didn't even have the energy to meditate.

……

Before dawn the next day, the grandparents and grandson left the mountain village and went to the distant mountains to search for herbs.Although he has all kinds of supernatural powers, Ye Bai doesn't intend to use them.It's just like a mortal doctor, this journey of meritorious deeds, to Ye Bai, there is actually an unspeakable touch in his heart.

Ye Pingan followed Ye Bai, looked at his back with a strange expression, hesitated to speak several times.

"You can say whatever you want, what kind of man is hesitant."

Ye Bai who was walking in front.Said angrily.

Ye Pingan gave him a blank look, hesitated for a moment, and finally asked: "...Grandpa, have you ever been attracted to a woman before?"

"shit!"

Ye Bai opened his mouth and scolded: "If I have never been attracted to women. Your father, your uncle, and your two aunts, where did they come from?"

Ye Pingan heard the words.I also felt that what I asked just now was not quite right, so I smiled embarrassingly.Running up to Ye Bai's side, he smiled and said, "Grandpa, what I mean is, when you were my age, were you ever attracted to a woman?"

Ye Bai laughed, and said, "Your grandfather, I gave money to brothels when I was twelve or thirteen years old, and you became enlightened much later than me."

Hearing this sentence, Ye Ping'an completely relaxed, and asked, "Grandpa, I seem...seem to like Ren Ya."

Ye Bai smiled and said: "If you like it, you can like it. You will have to live with this kind of thing sooner or later. And even if you like it today, one day, you will be the same as most monks. , no more interest."

"Are there no exceptions?"

Ye Pingan asked back.

Ye Bai thought for a while, and two faces appeared in his mind, he sighed and said, "Yes, your uncle Ji Xiaobai is an exception."

Ye Pingan wondered, "What happened to Uncle Xiaobai?"

Ye Bai was silent for a while, and then he narrated the matter of Ji Xiaobai and Feng Bingbing, and interspersed a lot of things about Dao Xin by the way, this talk lasted for half an hour.

Finally sighed: "Since Feng Bingbing's death, he has never been happy again. In this life, whether he can regain the Dao Heart of Joy, comprehend Joy Chaoche, and advance to Star Master is already unknown."

Ye Pingan, of course, did not speak for a long time.

After a while, Ye Pingan asked: "There are so many women in this world, Uncle Xiaobai, why don't you find another one to love?"

Ye Bai turned his head, looked at him and said, "If Ren Ya died, would you find another woman?"

Ye Pingan thought for a long time before replying: "I don't know, maybe I will, maybe I can't be so dedicated, I may fall in love with many women in the future, but I won't hurt any of them."

Merry Seeds?

Ye Bai looked at Ye Ping'an, his face darkened slightly, feeling that his grandson might surprise him in the future.

……

Ye Pingan was a little embarrassed to be stared at by him, smiled awkwardly, and asked sternly: "Grandpa, what if I can't pass the love test in my whole life, and I can't stand women?"

Ye Bai thought about it seriously and said: "...As long as you are not a girl who robbed someone else's house, as long as you are in love with each other, you can't be broken if you can't bear it. Marry whoever you want! Otherwise - just divorce Blame your grandfather and me for being the first to take your life."

Ye Bai suddenly thought of a certain nephew of his own, a certain nephew who was killed by himself.

When Ye Pingan heard the words, he nodded happily and asked, "Then, can I go to Ren Ya now?"

"...You are worthy of a better woman. And if you get on good terms with her, the pain of life and death may come soon."

Ye Bai thought about it seriously again.

"I only care about what is in front of me, I only cherish what is in front of me, the moment is the best, she is the one I like the most now, I want to give her happiness, I want to make her happy!"

Ye Ping'an said very seriously, his eyes were bright and shiny, full of youth, passion and vitality.

"……then you go."

Ye Bai thought about it seriously for the third time and said.

"Thank you grandpa!"

Ye Ping'an stood up in great joy, and laughed: "Grandpa, I want to be a monk different from you, and I want to have wives and concubines in groups, hahaha——"

The voice fell, and he strode down the mountain.

……

"I seem to be less and less able to teach children..."

Ye Bai looked at Ye Ping'an's elegant and unrestrained back, his face darkened, his brows wrinkled, and he forgot that he was never a good teacher. (to be continued~^~)

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