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Zhuliu's culinary skills were taught by Cheng Qianren, but the blue is better than the blue.When he was in Nanyang, Cheng Qianren bought vegetables and he cooked, together with Xu Ran and Gu Xuejiang, there were four mouths to eat in the family, no one would say that he cooks deliciously.

It is a rare opportunity for the disciples to watch the excitement of their own mountain master. While eating chicken, they asked him what his name was, how old he was, where he came from, and when he went up the mountain.

Cheng Qianren was afraid that his younger brother would be frightened, and also afraid that someone would become suspicious and expose Chaoge Que's identity, so he opened his mouth to answer a few words for him, but he was booed repeatedly.

Unexpectedly, the young man calmed down and said with a slight smile: "My brother's name is Qianren, and my name is Zhuliu. My brother said, 'One mountain and one river, and the mountains and rivers depend on each other. They are two long-lasting good names'. Although we are not related by blood, our relationship has always been It's very good...It's a pity that the personnel and personnel were separated later, and there were many misunderstandings. I only found him yesterday."

When Cheng Qianren heard it at first, the younger brother was quite measured, he didn't say anything he shouldn't or couldn't say, and nodded cheerfully: "That's right, that's right."

Zhu Liu only looked at him and smiled, with affection in his eyes.

What a thought-provoking 'unspoken pulse'.

No blood relationship, deep affection, unwilling to be separated, traveling thousands of miles.

Jiange disciples were soft-spoken, but when they saw the young man's appearance, their gossip immediately faded away.

"It's so pitiful. She looks good and cooks deliciously, but her life is miserable."

"You are young and don't have much cultivation, how can you live alone in this world of cannibalism!"

"Fortunately, you have returned to the Mountain Lord. Our Mountain Lord stands on top of heaven and earth, and we will definitely not let you down."

"Our Jiange is also an orthodox sect, and we have chickens to eat every day."

Cheng Qianren: "Huh?"

If there is chicken to eat, is it an orthodox sect? !

He stood up: "Everyone is too excited, have you practiced the sword array today?"

Strange, what's so exciting.

The disciples got up to say goodbye.

The arrival of Zhuliu made the Nanyuan students particularly excited: "President Cheng was a young man, tell me something you don't know, where is the most elegant Flower Street in Nanyang City, Wensi Street, which is the largest house on Wensi Street, Cheng The mansion. Just opposite the Mingjing Pavilion, the door plaque inscribed by Princess Wen Le, the governor also brought people to congratulate the mansion when it opened..."

Nanyuan people have romantic feelings, and there is a saying that "heroes match beauties since ancient times", and they are worthy of being true heroes if they are followed by life and death with the beauty of the country.

They firmly believe that when the troubled times are over and the college reopens to teach, Cheng Qianren will go back to be the dean.Don't stay in the Jiange for a long time, and become so taciturn and expressionless like Fu Keji.

Zhuliu doesn't need to deliberately please him, he only needs to spend a little bit of thought to make everyone like him.

Except Fu Keji.

As the owner of Jiange Yanshan Mountain and Cheng Qianren's old friend, he intuitively felt that the younger brother who appeared suddenly was a very dangerous and difficult person.

"Are you really going to take him to the East?"

Cheng Qianren: "Well, he doesn't have much cultivation, I have to take good care of him."

Fu Keji spoke bluntly: "Not necessarily, you are a fan of the authorities. If I draw a sword against him, it will be difficult to hurt him."

Cheng Qianren: "You don't have to draw your sword at him."

"You do not believe?"

Cheng Qianren: "Actually, I..."

Fu Keji raised his eyebrows, stepped over the low fence in the courtyard with long legs, and walked straight to Zhuliu.

In the early spring, spring came late in the deep mountains, and the mountain peaches only produced tender and pitiful buds. Fu Keji passed by and broke off a twig.

Zhu Liu was setting up dishes by the stone table in the small courtyard. On the table were two vegetables and one meat, one soup and one vase of flowers.The dishes are home-cooked dishes that fit the stomach, and the flowers are white plum blossoms from the back mountain.

As the sun set, the sunset covered the western sky, and the orange-gold light fell on his body, making him look soft and harmless.

He believed that Cheng Qianren had been busy all day, talking with others about sect alliances and major events in the world. Seeing this scene when he returned home, he would definitely bring back good memories of the past and feel warm and appropriate.

But it wasn't my brother who came first.

Zhu Liu sweetly called out 'Brother Fu', and said with a smile, "I just made dinner, and you came to visit me as a guest, if you don't mind, let's eat together."

Completely like a master.

As if Fu Keji didn't hear it, he raised his hand without warning and threw the peach branch.

"Whoosh!"

The sound of the breaking wind was sharp, the twigs wrapped in sword energy, approaching Zhu Liu's eyebrows in the blink of an eye, but it seemed to be wrapped by an invisible force, and suddenly stopped.

Zhu Liu raised his hand to pick up the peach branch in the void, and inserted it sideways into the long-necked celadon vase.The sword energy was completely dispelled by him, and the trembling flower buds were not damaged at all.

There is a mountain peach mixed with the white plum in full bloom, which is very interesting.

"Brother Fu, I'm just here for dinner, what should I bring?"

Fu Keji snorted, took two steps back, and was supported by Cheng Qianren who rushed over to stand firm.

"Old Fu, are you okay?"

Fu Keji shook his head, and said straightforwardly in front of Zhuliu: "I'm fine, so it can be seen that although he lied to you, he should have no malice."

Cheng Qianren was startled: "Thank you."

Fu Keji patted him on the shoulder, turned and left: "Take care."

Cheng Qianren sighed inwardly, this person is like this, once he finds danger lurking around his friend, he is not afraid of offending others, and he is not afraid of not being thankful for his efforts.

He said thank you, thanking the other party for his kindness.But he forgot Zhu Liu's mood at this time, and explained for Fu Keji:

"Old Fu doesn't mean anything malicious, he's just worried about me. Let's eat, we'll talk after dinner."

Cheng Qianren felt uncomfortable when the young man served him vegetables: "I can do it myself."

Zhu Liu's mind turned, his face remained calm.I don't know the taste of a meal.

Is there a showdown?

Do you want to preemptively lock your brother into the small world, and pretend to be your brother to participate in tomorrow's anti-demon swearing-in meeting for him?

After the meal, Zhuliu got up to clean up the dishes, but was stopped by a hand: "I'll do it. Wash the dishes and not cook, cook and not wash the dishes, have you forgotten?"

He was stunned for a moment, and when he saw his brother's tolerant smile, tears rolled down his face: "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have lied to you. Brother, you have many friends. You have a close relationship with them, and you treat them with sincerity. I am different..."

Zhu Liu raised his eyes and said word by word: "I only have you."

"Silly, we are family." Cheng Qianren hugged the young man into his arms and wiped away tears, sighing, "Brother won't leave you alone. I sent you away back then, which made you feel insecure. That's why I learned these tricks. Liu is a good boy. Don't cry, manly man..."

While eating, Cheng Qianren thought, Chao Ge Que acted calmly, but kept everything from him; doing things by the stream seemed capricious and unreasonable, but he always achieved his goals.

Chaoge Que is really dark, and Zhuliu is fake and soft, neither of which is a fuel-efficient lamp.

Even if Zhu Liu repeatedly emphasized, it was difficult for Cheng Qianren to separate them.This is more like a person who has two clothes, usually wears black clothes, and occasionally changes into white clothes, saying that he is not the one wearing black clothes?How can there be such a statement?

Is it because my younger brother changed his temperament after being stimulated?Or is it an illusion in my memory that I mistakenly thought that he was sensible and well-behaved, but in fact I never knew him, and he was like this?

Cheng Qianren used to think that he was very successful in raising children. When Gu Xuejiang came to eat at home, he would always ask him how to raise a child like Zhuliu.

Now that the old things are difficult to recover, and there is a mess of bad debts, he decided to bear the blame himself.

Cheng Qianren: "I used to imagine what you will look like when you grow up."

When you arrive in Nanyang, when life settles down, people tend to think wildly.

"I think about how you study, what you do for a living after graduation, what kind of girl you marry, and what kind of children you have." He laughed at himself, "You are so talented, you are destined to spread your wings and fly high. Although I am reluctant, I have to let go. At that time I’m poor and have nothing to do, that’s what I think.”

"I just want you to grow up well."

Zhu Liu stopped crying and buried his head in Cheng Qianren's arms.

This is my brother.Brother is so nice.

He felt that he had a peerless treasure and wanted to show it off to the world, but he was afraid that others would covet it, so he wanted to hide it.

The atmosphere was just right, the two of them cleaned up the dishes and cleaned the courtyard together, they cooperated tacitly, and the family was harmonious, as if they had returned to the good old days.

Until night falls, the Milky Way shines for the first time.Cheng Qianren brought the celadon vase into the room, put it in the corner of the desk, and looked at the branch of mountain peach.

Zhu Liu thought he thought of Fu Keji, so he changed the subject casually: "Spring came later this year, and at this time in previous years, all the flowers bloomed. In order to kill the devil king, the vitality of the world was wasted..."

Cheng Qianren was slightly startled, and muttered to himself:

"Borrow three days of spring from the sky, you did it, but what will you pay back?"

Zhuliu felt regretful and kept silent.Alas, uncomfortable, either Fu Keji or Chaoge Que.

But I heard that person ask: "Do you think it is possible for the Demon King to be resurrected?"

"So what. If you can kill him once, you can kill him a second time!" Zhu Liu subconsciously replied.

After a while, it turned into a gentle smile: "I'm joking, brother. Let's rest, tomorrow's swearing-in meeting, you should keep your spirits up."

Cheng Qianren looked confused.

Since the news of the death of the Demon King spread, except for the snowy region, the atmosphere in all parts of the mainland was frenzied, and people began to revel.From the practice world, to the world outside the practice world.

He suddenly remembered that after he left the customs, because the sky hadn't changed, everyone thought he had failed in breaking through.

With the help of Chaoge Que, he was able to deceive the world, why couldn't the Demon King?What if Chaoge Que plotted for thousands of days and still failed to kill the Demon King, or if the Demon King was revived?

After all, the human race knows too little about the Demon King.

Thousands of miles away from Jiange, there is wind and rain at night.Lin Duzhi fiddled with a bonfire in front of him with a bamboo stick, and the small fire burned even more vigorously, with ashes and sparks flying around.

The spring rain is drizzling, and the cold wind is biting.He planned to stay overnight in this small abandoned temple, and set off tomorrow after the rain stopped.

Suddenly a bolt of lightning flashed, illuminating the mottled Buddha statue.

There were rustling sounds in the darkness, and someone got up in the corner not far away and walked towards this side.Lin Duzhi thought that the other party was coming to warm the fire, so he didn't care.

The scholar in the gray gown sat down across from the fire, and asked in a low voice, "Senior Brother Lin?"

Lin Duzhi frowned in doubt: "You are?"

The gray-shirted scholar smiled and said, "You don't know me, but I know you. The top of Nanshan, Senior Brother Lin."

Lin Duzhi nodded and smiled slightly.Drifting in troubled times, it is also a rare fate to run into former classmates on rainy nights.

"Where are you going, brother?"

"East."

"I heard that senior brother has a good reputation for curing diseases and saving lives. Since he doesn't want to make contributions, why bother to take risks and go east?"

Lin Duzhi put down his bamboo stick: "But I really want to go east."

The gray-shirted scholar confessed: "I took the liberty."

Lin Duzhi: "It's okay. Why are you depressed? Are you suffering from illness?"

He saw that although the other party was smiling politely, he still couldn't hide his distress, so he couldn't help asking.

The scholar waved his hands again and again: "The body is still healthy. If you can't figure out something in your mind, you will feel uncomfortable."

When he was in Nanyuan, the leader of Nanshan's list was quiet and reticent, and seemed unattainable. Looking at him now, he is indifferent and calm, with the power to calm people's hearts.

The two exchanged a few more words and chatted about the past when they were studying.

With the sound of rain, the scholar suddenly asked: "Senior brother Lin, have you been happy after leaving Nanyuan?"

Lin Duzhi: "Sorrows and joys are in a hurry, walking in the world, listening, thinking and practicing, it doesn't matter whether you are in the academy or not."

The scholar made a wry smile: "I was studying and debating in the backyard of Nanshan back then. How high-spirited I was, talking on paper and pointing out the country, thinking that I was the proud son of heaven. Just waiting for the luck to come, I would ride the wind and do a great job, and my name will go down in history. Troubled times All of a sudden, everyone left the academy to venture out, some of them joined the army to earn fame, or they did wandering cultivators, while those without cultivation joined other people’s sects as their staff, giving advice and suggestions, and fulfilling their careers…”

"After years of ups and downs, I realized that big careers are not so easy to achieve, and I am nothing special. Who can control the fate and be the one who turns the clouds and rains, and in the end I have to accept that I am just an ordinary person."

"Brother Dao Gao, naturally he is different from us, maybe he doesn't understand..."

After listening carefully, Lin Duzhi said, "What's the difference?"

"There are people who are suffering all the time in the world. I can't heal everyone even if I don't sleep. The people I heal may die the next day in war or accidents, but I still practice medicine every day. I don’t want to be a boat, and I don’t want to be the current that controls the boat. I walk my own way on the shore, which is harder than taking a boat, but it makes me feel satisfied.”

"There are comings and goings, there are broken and there are established. There are two kinds of righteousness between heaven and man, and the truth is only in human beings."

After hearing this, the scholar saluted solemnly, and bowed to the ground: "You have been taught."

Lin Duzhi then stood up and returned his half-respect: "I don't dare to do that."

When the sky was light, the spring rain gradually subsided, and the scholar bid farewell to Lin Duzhi, only to find a child huddled behind him, wrapped in a Lin Duzhi cloak.About six or seven years old, so inconspicuous that he thought it was a bag of luggage.

Yuxue's lovely child woke up, stuck out her head, and rubbed her eyes.

In the bright morning light, he seemed to see a pair of light golden pupils.

Looking at it again, it was ordinary black. I thought that I hadn't slept all night, my mind was in a trance, and I had an illusion.

The travelers who took shelter from the rain in the temple last night left one after another, leaving only Lin Duzhi and the child.

"Have you rested yet?"

The child replied softly, "Well, let's go too."

Lin Duzhi took out a white silk that was three fingers wide and tied it in front of his eyes.

The child stretched out his little hand and pulled the hem of his clothes to stand up.

Lin Duzhi handed him the bamboo stick: "Let's go."

The sun rises.

He took the poor child he had picked up and walked towards the east. He continued to practice medicine and treat diseases on the way, and also chatted with people to answer questions.

The children followed him, watched him practice medicine, watched him preach scriptures, make vows, and teach sentient beings.

I wonder if this is the reincarnated Buddha, it looks really weak.

Like the long-haired rabbits on the snowy land, they can be crushed to death with one finger, but they like to watch them roll and have fun on the ground.

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ps: "Tao is not empty and deeds only lie in people" comes from Shao Yong's "Guan Yi Yin" in the Song Dynasty