Kokonoe

Cooking smoke curls up and streams murmur.

The small village has only a dozen families and is located at the foot of Lingshan Mountain.Most of the people in the village have lived here for generations, living a life where men farm and women weave, and the sun rises and the moon sets.

In the stream, a boy was bending over and groping in the water with his trousers on his heels. The clear water shone brightly in the sun, making the boy's calf even whiter.

"Ha! Got it!"

A clear ripple passed by, and there was already a carp restlessly wagging its tail trying to escape in the boy's hands.Sweat and stream water soaked the young man's clothes and forehead hair. Looking back, he saw a young and flamboyant face. It is not difficult to imagine the color of the young man when he grows up.

"Hey~~Mo Xuan~~~Your mother is looking for you~~~" A fat boy stumbled over from a distance, panting and calling out to the boy in the river.

Mo Xuan responded, put the fat and tender fish in his arms, and walked back to the shore through the puddles.

"I caught a big one today, Shan'er, come to my house for dinner tonight." Mo Xuan said to the fat boy with a smile while putting on his shoes.

The boy named Shan'er hesitated for a moment and shook his head: "No, my mother won't let me go out casually."

Mo Xuan glanced at him while he was free: "What's the matter? Did you punish me again?"

Speaking of this, Shan'er lowered his head in frustration: "That's right, sir, it's too much, I'm stupid, how can I recite such a long article, hum, I'll bring him a drink next time."

Mo Xuan showed a mouthful of white teeth: "Okay, then I will catch fish for you next time." After finishing speaking, he straightened his clothes and said, "I'm going home first, my mother may be in a hurry."

The little fat man nodded, reluctant to look at Mo Xuan and the fish jumping in his arms.

Passing through a piece of farmland, the first house in front of the village was Mo Xuan's house. From a distance, he could see a slim figure sitting in front of the house sewing a piece of clothing.

Mo Xuan shouted while running: "Mother~~~" As soon as the voice fell, the person had already run to the front, first leaned close to the mother and snuggled up, and then took out the big fish with extremely strong vitality from his arms like offering a treasure, " Mother, look quickly, I caught a big one today."

Angrily and funny, the woman took out a handkerchief and wiped off the stains on the boy's face. Regardless of the water stains on her body, she pretended to reprimand: "I still know that I will come back, and I won't see anyone for a day."

"Hey... Mom~" Mo Xuan pursed his lips and blinked, and when the woman wanted to say something, he said first: "You go and cook, I'll go and see dad." After speaking, he sneaked into the room.

The woman sighed softly behind her, and went to the kitchen with the fish in her arms.

Mo Xuan avoided his mother's nagging, entered the room with a smile and poured a pot of tea, and then tiptoed into the room.

There was a man lying on the bed. His eyebrows and eyes were very similar to Mo Xuan's, but with a little more violence. A scar across the man's left eye was a bit hideous.

Mo Xuan stuck out his tongue and leaned over: "Father..."

The man slowly opened his eyes, turned his head to look at Mo Xuan: "I made your mother angry again."

"No." Mo Xuan immediately retorted, "How obedient I am."

The man pursed his lips and said nothing, just looked at his son quietly with his eyes.It turned out that the man was paralyzed on the bed, unable to move.

"Father..." Mo Xuan smacked his lips and wanted to say something but didn't say it.

"Huh?" The man asked with a nasal voice.

"Hmm..." Mo Xuan thought for a while and asked, "Why doesn't my mother let me go to school?"

After hearing this, the man had a gloomy brow: "Do you... want to go?"

Mo Xuan tilted his head and leaned on the man's shoulder and said, "I didn't think much about it, it's just that Shan'er and the others are all going to school."

Knowing this, the man sighed slightly in his heart: "Xiaoxuan, you are not suitable to learn those."

"Ah?" Mo Xuan was a little puzzled, isn't it suitable?

"Then, dad, what do you think I am suitable for learning?" Mo Xuan asked.

The man didn't answer, just closed his eyes, and said after a while: "Go and help your mother, Dad will sleep for a while."

Mo Xuan curled his lips, said "Oh", and walked out of the room slowly.

The man slowly opened his eyes, and turned his head to look at a package hanging on the wall with great effort. It could be seen that it was old and covered with dust and cobwebs, but the man's eyes were clear and far-reaching. He looked there , as if already holding it in the palm of your hand.

During dinner, there was indeed a plate of stewed fish on the table. Mo Xuan ate it with relish, chatted with his mother casually, and occasionally told a joke, which made the beautiful mother smile.

The woman packed up the dishes and returned to the room with porridge and vegetables.

"time to eat."

The man has no voice.

The silhouette of the woman was reflected by the candlelight on the window, and the man finally said, "It's been 15 years."

The woman paused, shaking her lips and shouting: "Ah Yuan..."

"Xiaoxuan has grown up," the man continued, "I can't hide it anymore."

"No, no," the woman threw herself on the side of the bed and held the man's face: "We can't let him..."

"The deadline is approaching, Suyun, have you forgotten what Wu Zhu said?"

The woman's mind was floating, she said: "I... remember."

This son is the body of Gu Sha, who violates the way of heaven and must be punished first.

The woman shook off the voice in her head, and she choked up and said, "I don't agree, he is my son, I don't agree."

The man lowered his eyes and traced the woman's face: "Yes, he is our son."

The woman raised her head, and her pretty face was full of firmness at the moment: "Wu Zhu said that the law of heaven will never forgive, unless..."

The two looked at each other, with deep love and affection in their eyes, the woman wiped her tears and asked in a low voice: "A Yuan, do you regret it?"

The man shook his head lightly, the scar on his left eye was slightly faint under the dim candlelight.

"Suyun, when I married you, I made an oath that no matter where you go or what you do, Mo Yuan, life and death will accompany you."

In the other room, Mo Xuan, who was sleeping soundly, was turning over and kicking the quilt aside. He didn't know what was interesting in his sleep, so he actually laughed out loud.

Outside the house, there is silence, the distant mountains are hidden in the dark night, the breeze is mild, and only the inadvertent chirping of insects reveals a trace of vitality. The seemingly peaceful night is as usual.

The next day, just after dawn, Mo Xuan had already got up early. He had a little secret, and ran out the door quietly while his mother was still sleeping.

The morning air is mixed with the smell of green grass. Mo Xuan has always liked this smell. He likes to run freely in this smell. When he runs up the winding path, he can see the pavilion on Banpo.

And at this time, it was the time when Mr. Xuetang took the students to study in the morning.

Mo Xuan found a comfortable position and lay down along the soil slope, picked a grass and put it in his mouth, shaking his head and listening to the voice from over there.

"Inscription, trapped and not trapped, life and death, cause and effect, reincarnation, those who want to gain the true way, abandon life and death, realize cause and effect, cross the cycle of reincarnation, and entrust to the practice of cultivation... Inscription, the way of heaven is divided into nine veins, and all living beings are divided into nine classes. Those who want to become the supreme Tao should abandon their dear friends in this world, obtain the Tao, and entrust them to the practice of true cultivation..."

Mo Xuan smashed the smell of grass in his mouth, frowned, turned his head to look at the straight students standing over there, Shan'er was wearing a green jacket today, which was very conspicuous, but Mo Xuan didn't go I paid attention to him, but took a few sneaky glances at the gentleman. The gentleman in the gray coat looked a little serious today, and he was a little respectful when he read the article. Mo Xuan chewed the leaf in his mouth, and spit it out with a bah.

"What did you read today? Boring!" He stood up, patted his buttocks, and wobbled back.

A few birds circled around the top of Mo Xuan's head, chirping non-stop. Mo Xuan was very annoyed. For some reason, a few words always echoed in his head - the way of heaven is divided into nine veins. . .Those who want to become enlightened. . .

those words. . .What means?

Mo Xuan was thinking, dangling aimlessly.

Not thinking about fishing, he simply ran to the river and lay down, looking up at the blue sky.

The Taoist. . .

The Taoist. . .

In a trance, Mo Xuan seemed to be in a dream. The dream was very chaotic, and his heart was also very chaotic, as if it was the same as what his father said to him that day: "You are not suitable. You don't need to learn those things."