Envy

Everyone in the world says that real people know things like gods.Master Xuchang, who is like a god, was careful in Tianheng Street, Lizhou, and found a Sai Banxian, who spent five taels of silver to do a fortune telling.

Sai Banxian twirled his half-white beard, looked at the kind old man with gray hair and beard in front of him, and said, "Go ahead, just walk along this street until you reach the end, the person you see is the one you were destined to meet Destined apprentice."

Daoist Xuchang obeyed, and slowly moved north until sunset.He saw a wall, and a seven or eight-year-old boy had just turned out of the yard and landed firmly on the ground.The child has delicate features and wears a wreath necklace.His Su embroidered brocade clothes were baggy, with a few dirty spots left on them.

The child did not recognize his birth, stared at him with dark eyes, called "Grandpa", and was about to leave when he stopped him: "What's your name?"

"Meng Tou."

He glanced in the direction of the gate and pointed to the wall: "Is this your yard?"

Meng Tou nodded.So Daoist Xuchang held his tiny wrist and visited his home.

Many years later, Meng Tou recalled those incidents, and still lamented that he had become a thief in a daze.His master discussed with his parents all night, intending to accept him as a disciple and take him back to Muxi.He remembered that the meal was particularly sumptuous that night, and his parents respected the old man very much.

The Meng family was originally a famous monastic family. He had never seen his parents respect anyone so much, and he even felt a little worried about not being well received.

He asked, "What is cultivation?"

Master Xu Chang lost his eyes when he laughed, his long eyebrows stretched out, and his generous hands rested on his shoulders: "Cultivate your body, cultivate your character, and cultivate your mind."

He just wanted to sneak out to play, but he didn't expect to meet his master.He just thinks that flying with a sword and being a hero is both powerful and interesting things.He agreed in a bewildering manner, and the next day he followed Master Xuchang to Muyu.

On the day we left, it was still drizzling.His father, mother and two elder brothers stood at the door to see him off.

The 15-year-old elder brother said: "Third brother, you must study hard from your master. In the future, you will become famous all over the world, and our Meng family will follow suit."

The second brother handed him a copybook and said gently: "Remember to practice calligraphy every day."

Mother probably shed tears last night, and her eyes were still a little red.She exhorted every word, exhorted every sentence.His father has always been taciturn, he only said to him: "Be careful in everything."

His benevolent, hidden master had only accepted him as an apprentice in his life, and blamed him for everything.They lived in a bamboo building on Yuze Peak in Musu.In his memory, from the age of seven to the age of 13, he hardly ever took half a step away from Yuze Peak.

He once thought that all Mu Mi's disciples were like him, getting up every morning, walking the mountain road, bathing in the cold spring, and meditating among the fragrant bushes.He practiced flying with a sword between the cliffs of thousands of feet, and sealed the evil spirits in the endless prison.

When he was a child, his legs would tremble when he saw those evil spirits.But the master didn't care, if he didn't finish the day, he couldn't have dinner.He once held a sword in winter and hesitated outside the prison gate.Later, I was so cold that I lost consciousness, and the feeling of fear finally condensed.

In the endless prison are the dirtiest souls in the world.He climbed up from the bottom of the prison with injuries all over his body, and when he returned to the bamboo building for dinner, he was still unable to recover, and his whole body was shaking.

He obeyed his second brother's words, and practiced calligraphy at the desk every night, copying that copybook again and again.The second brother always said that his handwriting was not neat enough, but what he gave was not regular script, but Fan Shiheng's running script copybook.

He felt lonely, even at an age when he didn't know what "loneliness" was.One time when Daoist Xuchang went down the mountain, he was alone in the bamboo building, lying on the bed, looking at the moon outside the window, and listening to the faint cries of the evil spirits of Infernal Hell in the distance.He didn't understand what was the vacancy in his heart, and he was so uncomfortable that he couldn't sleep all night.

His master came back, looked at his eyebrows, and said that he saw a young man with very similar eyes in Fulian. "I don't know when this young master came from the Yan family. If there is fate, you can meet again." He counted with his fingers and murmured: "The fate is not small."

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Master Xuchang once said that if a person is afraid of something, he has to face it and let go of it.Meng Tou was afraid of being alone, and after a long time, he got used to it.He always thought that he would spend his whole life in the mountains.One day, the master called him in front of him.

The real person stroked his beard and said, "I have three questions I want to ask you, please answer from your heart."

"Master, please."

"Is what you see necessarily true?"

"No." Meng Tou's eyebrows and eyes are still childish, and his voice is clear, "People's hearts are partial, the world is biased, and human nature is different."

Daoist Xuchang met his eyes: "What is the way of the world?"

Meng Tou murmured: "The turbidity is for everyone, and there are not a few people who are self-clean, and those who indulge in the world of mortals can see it with their eyes."

Master asked for the third time: "What does a wise man do?"

"Know the black and keep the white, and understand the Tao with a clear heart." The young Meng Tou said humbly, "The junior is stupid, has little knowledge, and speaks contemptuously, which made the master laugh."

Master Xu Zhang looked at his apprentice's frowning: "You might as well express the confusion in your heart."

Meng Tou cupped his fists: "Can cultivating the Tao cultivate the mind?"

Daoist Xuchang smiled lightly: "It varies from person to person."

His second question is a bit youthful and childish, but also persistent and confused: "Will love, hate, sorrow and joy, pain and torment last a lifetime?"

"Because of human nature." Master Changxu still smiled lightly, "You have to figure out these things yourself. To'er, you can come out of the mountain now."

Those questions when I was young have answers as I grow older.Some cultivators are full of righteousness and support justice, others are mediocre and corrupt because of fame and fortune, and some fall into evil ways and are beyond redemption.Love and hate have long been deeply planted and have been with him for many years.

When he was 14 years old, he left the mountains to practice in the sect.Uncle Nishizawa arranged for him to live in the east courtyard, where he would spend day and night with five other older disciples.

They were quite polite to Meng Tou.But Meng Tou always felt that he might be used to being lonely, and instead could not understand their style of work.They don't practice more frequently, they act lazy and procrastinate, and they are perfunctory.Meng Tou couldn't accept it, but he could only smile and hang out with them.

Then something happened.Once when Meng Tou returned to his room after taking a shower, he bumped into those naked people sitting around on a bed and masturbating themselves.The oldest brother in the room greeted him: "Meng Tou, come play together?"

One person gave his name: "Cuibi." The people around started booing and hitting him with pillows.

Meng Tou remembered that it was a little girl working in the sect, with pock marks on her face, and a soft voice.Several people blasphemed themselves by imagining her appearance.The senior brother said that he came at an inappropriate time, and the previous few applicants were beautiful senior sisters in the sect.

He couldn't take it anymore, so he left after a few perfunctory words, and heard a somewhat unfamiliar name before leaving the house——Yan Miao.

He went straight to Uncle Nishizawa and asked for another room for him.He didn't say the reason, and the uncle didn't force him to ask, and immediately arranged another room for him.That was the room of his four apprentices.

Mu Mi's disciple is one in a million, and Uncle Nishizawa's apprentice is one in a thousand.He only accepted four apprentices, and it is said that these four disciples are all wise and courageous, with a rigorous style of work.

He packed up his things and left the next day, and several senior brothers sneered, "After all, he is the only apprentice of Master Xu Chang. He is proud and arrogant, and he doesn't bother to be with us." He ignored it.

Meng Tou had lingering fears before going to the west courtyard, but after he really got to know those four people, he easily got along with them.In his impression, Huo Zhi is silent and cold, Xue Ye is lively and warm, Li Xingfeng is upright and calm, Jiang Yi is gentle and gentle, they are all confidants who can't be met.

He was already a fool, and he had a lot of new ideas.After going up the mountain, this instinct was suppressed. When he met these four people, he started to waver again.They not only made trouble in the sect, but also sneaked to Zhao Lincheng at the foot of the mountain. Every time they were caught by Xize, they were severely criticized.

The five of them, even if they were fined to face the wall and copy books together, they were still very happy.As soon as he came, Caesar's originally peaceful disciples became restless.Caesar often said sadly: "Meng Tou is just that bit of ink, and those who are close to the ink are black."

Coincidentally, when he became an adult, his characters included "ink".The "tou" in his name means "transparent".His father thought that "mo" was opposite to "tou", so he gave him the word "moyue", which meant "indifferent to Shengmo" and "complementary to each other".

Xue Ye felt that his handwriting was too strong, so he still called him "Brother Tou" afterwards.Huo Zhi often frowned and called him by his full name.The "Moyue" that Li Xingfeng called was very polite, and he couldn't get used to it for some reason.Jiang Yi... don't mention it.

When he was young, he certainly never thought that he would be separated from these people.But having said that, Xue Ye and Huo Zhi have changed a lot in these years, at least they treat him the same.

When he was 15 years old, the Yin spirits in Eternal Night City were in turmoil, and various sects dispatched disciples aged 17 and above to rescue him.A few days before leaving, Master Xi Ze issued an order that his four apprentices plus one Meng Tou must also go.

Most of the elders in the sect disagreed, thinking that these five people are excellent seedlings, and it would be a pity if they were lost.However, Uncle Nishizawa believed that the strength of the few of them should be able to protect himself, otherwise they would be in name only, so he was stubborn.

Xue Ye's home is the closest to Zhao Lincheng.As soon as the news came out, his parents came all night from outside the city just to see their son.The eyes of the two elders were moist, and Xue Ye coaxed and persuaded them to go back with peace of mind.

The few of them ate the fruit brought by their aunt, while chatting on the bed.

Li Xingfeng said: "If we go now, we won't really be unable to come back. I heard that Yong Ye is in chaos and the city has been sealed off." Even so, the meal was very leisurely.

Xue Ye crossed his legs and leaned on the mattress: "If there is something wrong with us, those senior brothers will not be able to survive, right Huo Zhi."

Huo Zhi sat not far from him, wiped his long sword quietly, and gave a faint "hmm" after hearing the words.

Jiang Yi poured a wooden basin of water for washing his face, came in from the outside, and closed the door: "Let me tell you, I saw the master and some senior brothers in the yard, and those senior brothers said that they didn't want to go to Yongye and would rather quit the sect." .”

Xue Ye smiled: "Hey, you must be too timid." As soon as he finished speaking, he saw Meng Tou put on his shoes and open the door to go out.

"Hey, Brother Tou, why are you going? You won't be timid anymore, do you want to tell Master not to go?"

Meng Tou smiled brightly, showing some white teeth: "I'll go and see what's going on."

Good guy, as soon as he finished speaking, the whole room crowded over to watch with him.