Suzaku

Last Three Days

The old grandpa’s surname was Gu Mingyong. Before liberation, he was a small teapot in a brothel in Gaoyang County. He heard that he was taken to the provincial capital. He had an adventure. After learning some kung fu, he started to venture outside. After more than ten years of hard work, he became the red bar of the famous youth gang in the provincial capital. After liberation, the gang members were suppressed by the government. Gu Yong was imprisoned for several years and then locked in a cowshed for several years. It was not until the reform and opening up that he became active again.

At this time, he was already sixty years old.

He is of high seniority and powerful. After all, he is from the old hall. At that time, famous people in the provincial capital always called him “uncle” when they saw him. In addition, the old fox was very skilled, and within a few years, he regained his prestige and firmly controlled one-third of the underworld business in the provincial capital.

Over the years, the old grandfather has grown old and longed for his return, so he returned to Gaoyang County to take care of him. But even so, he still has a large number of people in the provincial capital, not to mention Gaoyang County, where he was born, all the gangsters should basically be regarded as his disciples and grandchildren. The people in the city said it well, if Gu Ye stomped his feet, the small county town would tremble three times.

The old grandfather was originally the most legendary figure in the county. If he were to say that he was well-informed, no one would dare to compare with him.

So Yi Tianxing looked at him hopefully, wanting to hear what he said about the mysterious last three days.

“Which three are the most famous in the history of China?”

Yi Tianxing smiled, knowing that this is of course not asking which roast duck is more famous, and replied lightly:”Confucianism, Buddhism and Taoism.”

“The last three days, that is, these three.”

Yi Tianxing looked at the old man quietly, knowing that there was more to come, and said, “Please continue.”

The old grandfather looked at him quietly and said: “You are not an ordinary person.” After a long while, he said: “Extraordinary people do extraordinary things. There are many people like you in the world, and these people are together, endowed by the world. A unified appellation is called Shang San San.”

Yi Tianxing’s face is calm, but his heart is full of uncontrollable excitement. Today he finally learned from others that there are many people like himself in the world, and the feeling of loneliness that has plagued him for many years has been wiped away. Immediately I wanted to ask how to find these people, but suddenly realized that the old master’s words were poorly spoken, I couldn’t help frowning and asked: “What does this have to do with Confucianism, Buddhism and Taoism?”

“There are many kinds of extraordinary people’s abilities. Some are born with true energy, and some are acquired through hard work. As for the acquired practice, it is natural to have a master. This is the difference between Confucianism, Buddhism and Taoism for three days. .” The ancient grandpa took a sip of tea and said slowly.

“Innate gains, everyone has it, it all depends on how to hammer it the day after tomorrow. It’s like a piece of red iron that has just come out of a blast furnace, what method should be used to mold it. And this different method is like the water flushing method , Modeling methods are general, each has its own differences. Among them, Confucianism and Taoism have continued from Meng Ke to the present, and the inheritance was interrupted early in the middle. A few years ago, a professor verified that the so-called “I am good at cultivating the awe-inspiring spirit” is Qigong, which is pure nonsense. What I vaguely knew back then, Confucianism now only retains a passage from Meng Ke, which is: If you don’t raise a feather, you don’t use your strength to be strict;

Yi Tianxing suddenly heard that there are really people cultivating immortals in this world, not to mention that they are also secretly passed on among Confucian scholars. He couldn’t help being surprised. The boss with his lips parted, but suddenly he heard Mencius’s