Rebirth of the Wild Age

There was a news in 2018, the content is as follows: Due to the increase in rent in Zhongnan Mountain, the hermits could not bear it, and they chose to go down the mountain to go home.

This is true, because Zhongnan Mountain is so famous, more and more city people go to the mountains to escape the world and relax. ,

Fortunately, at the beginning, the monthly rent for a simple farmyard was only 400 yuan. But just like tourism in Tibetan areas can cleanse the soul, living in seclusion in Zhongnan Mountain has become popular. In less than ten years, the rent has risen from a few hundred yuan to tens of thousands.

These are fake hermits!

A real hermit lives in seclusion in the depths of Zhongnan Mountain, where there are no houses to rent, not even a farmer. Such true hermits have existed since the 1980s, and the number has been kept between people.

Mr. Zhou Zhengyu, a master who returned from the United States, came to Zhongnan Mountain to visit friends with a large cart of supplies at this time.

It's a pity that there are no roads for cars to travel so far away, Zhou Zhengyu can only spend money to hire local farmers, and continue to move forward with cattle carrying supplies. After walking for another five or six hours, the oxen could not move on, because the rest were all steep mountain roads. In other words, it is not called a road at all, and the weeds and bushes are pushed aside, and only the path can be vaguely seen.

There are too many supplies and not enough farmers.

It was almost dark at this time, so Zhou Zhengyu could only let two farmers return with seven or eight cattle, most of the supplies were given away directly. The rest of the farmers set up tents to rest overnight, and carried supplies on their backs the next day, and continued to climb the mountain with difficulty.

Hoo hoo!

The mountain is too steep, and the road can't be seen clearly. There are no roads at all in many places, and Zhou Zhengyu was already out of breath in less than 40 minutes if he had to climb up by holding on to branches and vines.

After climbing the mountain road for six full hours, it was already afternoon, a farmer pointed ahead and said, Boss, there is a hermit over there!

Zhou Zhengyu was overjoyed when he heard the words, hurriedly quickened his pace, took a closer look, and was greatly disappointed.

The so-called hermitage is just a thatched house built against the mountain wall. On the steep hillside not far from the house, a small open space was cleared, and a woman in shabby clothes was planting vegetables.

Hello! Zhou Zhengyu greeted.

The woman was wearing an ordinary shirt and trousers, her hair was pulled up casually, her face was thin and her cheekbones were prominent, and she couldn't tell which family she was from, but she looked more like a hardworking peasant woman. Holding the hoe, she bowed to her and said, Hi sir, are you a member of a monk's family?

Family members are not real family members, but specifically refer to those who support hermit monks without compensation.

Some believers with ample money, or ordinary people suffering from many adversities, met monks in the mountains by accident, and they took the initiative to bear the daily expenses of the monks. They seldom donate money, but send some supplies regularly. They don't care how much, they only care about their hearts, and they can just send a pair of worn-out pants.

Zhou Zhengyu didn't understand these things, he said, I'm a friend of a monk.

The woman said: If it's a friend, then sir, you can go back. The hermit in the mountains is dedicated to hard work, so you'd better not disturb the peace of that friend.

I just came here to find a friend, so as not to disturb his peace, Zhou Zhengyu said.

Oh. The woman continued to wave the hoe, ignoring him.

Zhou Zhengyu asked, Do you know a hermit named Nie Jun?

The woman shook her head and said, I don't know.

Zhou Zhengyu asked again: What's your name?

The woman said, As usual.

Tao name or Dharma name? Zhou Zhengyu asked.

Anything is fine, the woman said.

Zhou Zhengyu asked again: When did you come to live in seclusion?

The woman said, More than ten years ago.

Zhou Zhengyu said, Have you ever read a book?

The woman said, College.

Zhou Zhengyu was shocked immediately: You are a junior college student more than ten years ago, you have a bright future, why did you come to live in seclusion?

The woman said: Seek the true meaning of life.

Well, it's just crazy, Zhou Zhengyu was too lazy to talk, and asked: Where is there a hermit in front?

The woman pointed to the mountain: Go for a few minutes, and there are two male cultivators there.

Zhou Zhengyu immediately continued on the road, but when he arrived at the destination, he found that they were two forties and fifties. And she was dressed more shabby than a nun, and she was sitting there meditating in broad daylight, screaming for a while before opening her eyes.

In this way, Zhou Zhengyu took a few farmers around the mountains for eight days, met more than 100 monks, and finally found Nie Jun who lived in seclusion in the mountains.

Nie Jun was actually wearing a T-shirt and jeans, but they were already worn out. This guy doesn't meditate either, but lies on a big rock, half asleep, breathing long, who knows what he's doing.

Hey, I also lit the mosquito coil, Zhou Zhengyu kicked the mosquito coil next to the stone away, and shouted, Nie Jun, your mother-in-law is here!

Benefactor, don't do this, a short-haired monk walked out of the thatched cottage next door, clasped his hands together and said, Your Daoist Nie is entering samadhi, so don't disturb him.

Zhou Zhengyu laughed and said, Fuck me, I think he's asleep.

The short-haired monk said: Nie Daoyou practiced sleeping skills, and his talent is amazing. It only took half a year to enter the state of meditation.

Still meditating, he has become a monk? Zhou Zhengyu said.

The short-haired monk said: Buddhist meditation is Taoist meditation.

Zhou Zhengyu was so tired this week that he went straight into Nie Jun's thatched hut and found that there was only one bed inside, a few pots on the floor, and no other furniture. The straw mat on the bed smelled musty, and Zhou Zhengyu didn't care about that much, so he fell down and fell asleep.

The farmers hired by Zhou Zhengyu also sat on the ground smoking and chatting. They are used to the monks in the mountains. Occasionally, monks go down the mountain hungry and crazy, and the local farmers will provide food in good faith.

After sleeping for an unknown amount of time, Zhou Zhengyu was suddenly woken up.

Nie Jun's skin was tanned now, and he stood in front of the bed and asked, What are you doing here?

Zhou Zhengyu said: My buddy just came back from the United States, and I made an appointment with everyone, and you are the only one left.

Then let's go. Nie Jun said.

Huh? Zhou Zhengyu didn't react.

Didn't you let me go down the mountain? Let's go now. Nie Jun said.

Zhou Zhengyu couldn't keep up with the other party's thinking, scratched his head and said, I thought I was going to persuade you for a long time.

Nie Jun smiled and said, I don't want to go down the mountain, so it's useless if you persuade me. I want to go down the mountain, so you don't need to persuade me.

Then these things? Zhou Zhengyu pointed to the altars and jars in the cottage.

Nie Jun went out and said to the short-haired monk: Brother, I still have half a can of beans, a can of rice and a few catties of salt in my house. You can use them yourself, or leave them for someone who is destined. I am going down the mountain.

No. The short-haired monk said.

Zhongnanshan monks are like this, they don't care about property, and they leave as soon as they say it. The altars and pots are not taken down the mountain, they are left to the people who are destined to follow. Nie Jun's thatched hut is inherited from the previous monk.

Zhou Zhengyu said to the farmers: Leave everything to this monk, and only bring some dry food and mineral water back.

Nie Jun probably hasn't shaved for several months. His hair is relatively clean, but it has become shawl-length. He walked down the mountain empty-handed, and suddenly turned around and said, Lend me a few hundred dollars.

Ah? Zhou Zhengyu was stunned.

Nie Jun said: Brother, I only have an ID card with me, you have to give me some money to live on.

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