The gentleman is to blame

Xie Nangui walked to the tea shop.

I saw my parents and myself as a child.

A gentle father and a kind mother, he has never done anything bad in his life, and always treats others with the utmost kindness.

Dad patted Xie Nangui when he was a child, "Is Xiaocha tired? Parents are incompetent and let you suffer."

"Father, I'm not tired. I think it's going to rain soon. Passers-by need to take shelter from the rain. Our tea shop will definitely have some business today."

Dad stroked Xiaocha's hairy head and said with a smile, "You're a smart kid. Dad told you quietly that your mother will put lard in the stir-fry vegetables for us tonight!"

The little boy danced and laughed happily.

After a long time, there was still no one in the tea shop. Xiaocha helped A Niang to finish the work at hand. A Niang sat on the bench and hugged Xiaocha in her arms, and said with a smile, "Aniang's Xiaocha is a treasure."

Xie Nangui watched this scene from the side, and shed tears unconsciously.

The scene changed and Xiaocha disappeared.Only the couple remained, looking a little older than in previous years.I saw a beautiful woman running to the small tea shop with a package on her back.Although she is full of dust and dust, she can't conceal the aura of wealth and nobility on her body, which is in stark contrast to the coarse linen clothes of her parents.

It was Chen Xianghan.

Chen Xianghan sat down, began to cry, and complained to the teahouse couple.

Xie Nangui stood on the side silently, even though he knew it was an illusion, he still couldn't help but said secretly, "Father, mother, don't take this woman in, let her leave this place as soon as possible."

Chen Xianghan disappeared.There was a blood-stained package on the small table in the tea shop, and a group of men sitting leisurely drinking tea and chatting around them were bandits.

Xie Nangui looked for his parents everywhere, and saw two people lying on the ground, both lying in a pool of blood.

"This is a real little gold bar." The bandit put the gold in his mouth and bit it, then laughed loudly.

"To rob money here and there, so many orders are not as good as this one order."

"I can't help it. Haiyu is a small place. This big family in Huizhou is different. A concubine can have so much wealth."

"Why does this tea taste so bland, I'm sorry!"

"It's so hard to run a dilapidated tea shop, and dare to lie to his grandfather and me. In the past two years, instead of getting rich by robbing money, he still does this kind of shabby small business. I'm so tired that I don't have much money."

"It's just here to practice for us, hahaha."

Xie Nangui couldn't bear it anymore, he unfolded his folding fan, and threw countless silver needles at the bandits, hitting vital points with the needles.It's a pity that the bandits, like the plum petals before, quickly resurrected after death, and continued to sit leisurely in small tea shops, talking about "experience in getting rich".

Xie Nangui panicked and wanted to escape from this terrifying illusion, but he didn't know what to do.He claims to be tolerant and strong. He was brought back to the sect by his master back then. Because he came from a poor background, he was often bullied by other disciples.He Ruobai's master practiced medical skills, went to Wuzong to learn martial arts, devoted himself to his career day and night, and never slack off.Until later, he became the most proud disciple in the eyes of the master. In the eyes of other brothers and sisters, he is the No. 1 medical school who is talented, hardworking, personable, and gentle as jade.

But so what?What did the effort get?You can cure the disease, but you can't save yourself.There is no cure for the human heart.He didn't know what he was doing, and he didn't know what to do next.Everything in his mind was in chaos, Xie Nangui took out a silver needle and stabbed himself in a hurry, hoping to continue relying on the pain to wake himself up, but this time it didn't work.

No, you can't be bound by the illusion, think about other things, by the way, Song Huaizhen, how is he doing now.

Xie Nangui hated Song Huaizhen very much when he was a child.

Sect Master Ruobai, his own master, is a very worldly person.He has formed good ties with people in Taixuan Mountain and is kind to others.He has treated many high-ranking officials and sect masters abroad.He treats his disciples seriously and responsibly, and treats other suzerains with courtesy and thoughtfulness.The relationship between Wu Zong and Yi Zong has always been tepid, but ever since Ruobai became the suzerain of Yi Zong, the relationship between the two schools has become close.Many disciples of Wu Zong came to learn medical skills, and many people of Yi Zong also went to learn martial arts.The master even went to the Yanxia Temple tirelessly to practice meditation with Taoist Wangchen.

The master of Yanxia Temple, Daoist Wangchen, when we met for the first time, Xie Nangui felt that he was a very reclusive person, completely opposite to his master.Wangchen basically didn't have any demands on his disciples, Song Huaizhen and Fu Wenyuan.In addition to imparting knowledge, it is letting go.The two of them are brothers and friends, and they have a harmonious relationship. They have neither exams nor competitions, let alone being forced to attend the Zongmen Conference.Song Huaizhen was bored reading all the year round, and Fu Wenyuan was practicing sword alone all the year round.The two occasionally appeared at the sect conferences in Taixuan Mountain over the years, and it was not for competitions, but for routine.

In one year's conference, Fu Wenyuan, who had been neglected by everyone, was outstanding in swordsmanship and won the championship once.Song Huaizhen ate and drank quietly, and the old monk fell into samadhi.

They are free, they don't have to think about anything, they don't have to think about their master, they don't have to think about their sect.

Xie Nangui was different, he didn't have this freedom from the very beginning, and later he lived a life that was more hopeless than without this freedom.

Once, Lord Ruobai took Xie Nan back to Yanxia Temple as usual.As usual, the person who received him was Fu Wenyuan, who was polite and still indifferent.Ruobai and Wangchen had a happy conversation, and dismissed Fu Wenyuan and Xie Nangui.

Of course, it was impossible for Fu Wenyuan to accompany Xie Nangui to wander around, he hadn't finished his swordsmanship yet.

Xie Nangui had nothing to do when he saw a small building. Logically speaking, he came to someone else's house as a guest and had no one to guide him. He shouldn't have broken in alone, but that day he was very bored, so he went in uncontrollably.

Hearing someone talking in the study building, Xie Nangui was surprised. Could it be that there are other people visiting the Yanxia Temple, or is it in this study building?Thinking about it again, maybe Song Huaizhen, who avoids him every time, is talking to him.Either he was fed at the age of six or he talked to himself, which is really weird.

"If we say that the world we live in is an illusion, our suffering is even more an illusion within an illusion, but isn't this illusion also real? It's just that things have dual attributes of illusion and reality. One heart is good, the way is natural, there may not be a solution to everything, but at least you can not go astray. Isn't this the original heart!"

A fantasy within a fantasy!

In the past, Zhuang Zhouxiao dreamed of being a fan of butterflies, but today, am I, Xie Nangui, also in the fantasy world I constructed?

Xie Nangui laughed, he had never seen the death of his parents before, all of this happened for real, and it was also imagined in his dreams, Chen Xianghan, the bandit, even his parents have already passed away, why bother to hold on to such a fantasy to die If you don't let it go, it will delay the business.Xie Nangui thought to himself, how could he not be as good as Song Huaizhen, who was still a half-grown child at the time, and felt even more amused in his heart.Since the illusion is created by the formation, according to what Song Huaizhen said, once the formation is broken, the illusion will collapse.Xie Nangui walked to the small table in the teahouse, took out his folding fan, and stabbed viciously at the cloth bag on the table where the treasure was placed.

In an instant, the tea shop and everything in Dianshan disappeared.There is only one plum blossom branch left on the ground.

Xie Nangui returned to the plum garden where the sky was covered with snow.

It seems that the setting of this illusion is quite complicated. The first layer is an illusion created by the person who set up the formation, and the second layer is a dream created by the person who set up the formation with the help of the fear that entered the heart of the first formation.Now I have come out of the dream, but where is the eye of the first layer of illusion?

By the way, it stands to reason that Song Huaizhen should also be in the first layer of formation. Xie Nangui walked back and forth, but found no one else besides himself.

"Song Huaizhen, don't let anything happen to you."

Although the first layer of formation is not as painful as the second layer, but the second layer grafted into my own dream is at least familiar. If you can find out the demons in your heart, then the eyes of the second layer are very easy to find.The first level, on the contrary, has no reference point at all.Xie Nangui looked at all the plum blossom trees on the first floor, and thought that he had already attacked these plum blossom trees when he first entered the formation, but none of them had any effect.Where is the eye?I heard from a native of Pengcheng that the hermit Zhou Xi loved to grow plums. There was once a plum tree in front of his house, which was extremely bright in color and pure red.After Zhou Xi passed away, his body was buried under the plum tree.

Xie Nangui decided to try his luck, and walked towards the hut.

There was indeed a small plum tree in front of the hut, which was different from other plum trees full of flowers. This tree seemed to have just been planted. Xie Nangui opened the folding fan, thought for a while, and closed it again.Instead, he took out a sharp dagger and slashed at the small plum blossom tree, cutting the small tree into a mess.

Just like the situation when the dream on the second floor collapsed, the scenery of flying snow and red plum blossoms disappeared immediately, which can be regarded as successfully cracking the maze of plum blossoms. You can't guess it, and it takes time to find it.Xie Nangui looked around and found Zhou Xi's former hut was lit.There is an opening in the fence at the door.

Xie Nangui stepped forward and knocked on the door with his fan just to be cautious.

No echo.

Slowly opened the door, and saw an oil lamp burning in the room.The house didn't look like it would be inhabited for a long time, Xie Nangui touched the square table where the oil lamp was placed, it was clean without a trace of dust.The internal structure of the house is simple, except for the front hall, there is only one bedroom. There is no light in the room, and only half of the bed in the house can be seen clearly by the light of the oil lamp.Xie Nangui picked up the oil lamp and walked to the bedroom.