[Comprehensive Mythology] Asking about the beginning

Jiang Ning is undoubtedly grateful to the old Taoist priest Chen Tuan.

One day, when he woke up from a dream and opened his eyes, facing this completely strange world, the shock that the two-dimensional creature Jiang Ning received can be imagined.

What's more, it was very unlucky that when he opened his eyes after traveling through time, he didn't meet any loyal servant girl who was crying and telling him about the things before "amnesia".Everything has to be explored by yourself.

Sleeping in the wilderness, begging for food, humiliating for a small piece of food... Such days were unimaginable for Jiang Ning, who once lived under the red flag of socialism.

Jiang Ning's previous family was not rich.In that country with a huge population, it was just an average middle level.But even at the most difficult moment in his previous life, Jiang Ning never felt this.

He thought that he would starve to death, and even a little quarrel would be embarrassing for a long time. How could a young man who regarded the so-called self-esteem as extremely important, accept others' charity so easily?Even, begging for that poor handout.

But he did survive. Jiang Ning no longer wants to find out how long such a day lasted.Only for the old Taoist priest who brought him out of the quagmire, he was polite, detached and respectful.Even though he was full of malicious conjectures more than once, he never thought that the old Taoist priest in excellent health would have the day to leave.

Creatures living in Two-dimensional are always insensitive to the world around them.Before crossing, Jiang Ning was not a sociable person. Although he didn't change much after crossing, he was at least trying to change.

But the man who used to stay in the dormitory silently watching novels mixed with Two-dimensional, even though he is omnipotent in his own world, but if he really discards that layer of camouflage, what is left of him? Woolen cloth?

In this strange world, faced with strange things, this former two-dimensional creature was forced to die again and again by life. Although it has learned certain laws and certain things, but more, it is Disapproval and doubts about the world:

Maybe, when he woke up one morning, he returned to the familiar world.

This is unrealistic.In those deep confusions and doubts, the old Taoist Chen Tuan was the first and so far the only one who gave him a sense of security and belonging.

Although, he had also maliciously guessed and doubted the old Taoist's intentions.

But how could he not know the old Taoist's genuine kindness and love for him?

And now, the old Taoist said he was going to die.Before he died, he was to be entrusted to the young man in front of him, Zhang Yong and Zhang guaiya, who had the appearance of a famous minister.Also, his chance.

"Disciple Jiang Ning is willing to serve in front of the old man!"

In the soft, waxy and immature voice unique to children, with indescribable choking and determination, he knelt down straight in the woodland scattered with withered bamboo leaves.Unknowingly, the child's fair face was covered with tears.

It only makes people feel that this child is smart and sensible, which makes people feel distressed.

The cattail fan in his palm was raised, and it fell fiercely towards Jiang Ning's steamed bun face, but deviated from the original track by a tiny bit.But what Jiang Ning felt was just a passing breeze, not even a small hem of his clothes was disturbed.

There was a sudden soreness in his heart, large swathes of tears spilled out as if he didn't want money, and from his throat, he spit out a few whimpers like the whining of a small animal.For the first time, the child who traveled from the future world to the Great Song Dynasty in this dream made a sound of bewilderment.

A man does not flick his tears lightly, let alone for a future man who has not suffered much grievance since he was a child.I don't know when it started, I was addicted to the imaginary world, and the communication with the people around me, relatives and friends, parents and family members became less and less, and there were less and less common topics.

Therefore, when I opened my eyes and faced this strange world at the beginning, apart from the fear and fear, I still felt a little bit of joy in my heart.

Only when the cruel reality was uncovered, and the unseen and unimaginable things living in ordinary people's families hit his sensory perspective one after another, and hunger made him have to bow his head, did he realize why he once thought of How ridiculous those are.

There was only one person, this sloppy old Taoist priest, who picked him up from the beggars and brought him to his cave where he practiced, gave him food and clothing, taught him how to read, and explained his doubts.

In this world, this strange Great Song Dynasty, if the Sri Lankan passed away, who else would treat him like this old Taoist priest?

Growing up in that ordinary family, Jiang Ning, who has completely immersed himself in the Two-dimensional world for a long time, has never been a good at disguising, even though he has tried very hard.

After waking up in this world, at first, because of this reason and his young age, he suffered a lot.This body was almost destroyed artificially and used as a tool for begging.It was during this period that Chen Tuan, an old Taoist priest, rescued him.

The old Taoist is known as the sleeping fairy, and sleep is his way of practice.But for Jiang Ning, the little baby, he did not know how many times he woke up from his trance, just to solve his doubts.

After all, Jiang Ning's shell is not filled with the souls of little children. Once he speaks and acts, he naturally cannot learn to be like those children. Occasionally, there are amazing witty remarks, or outrageous remarks. But it was just an understatement to cover up for him.In order not to cause unnecessary trouble, even when the interest came, he would argue with Jiang Ning with great interest.

This kind of love was something he never felt from his not-so-great parents in his previous life.

"Disciple Jiang Ning is willing to serve in front of the old man!"

The sniffling words are extremely pitiful for this cute-looking child.It was like a wounded cub, stubbornly and powerlessly declaring its own sovereignty.

Inexplicably sour.

"What about the immortal art? You don't want to learn it anymore? What about the decision you made? Did you give up so easily?!"

Pretending to be serious, his face was cold, and his malicious words softened unconsciously when his eyes touched the tear stains on his face:

"This is the end of the Dharma, and it is a cage for us, but your soul, although it belongs to this world, does not belong to this world. The sky is changing, so there is no chance of life, why bother... Are you bothered by this dunya?"

The tear-stained little face was stunned for a moment, but in the end, it turned into a deep solemnity and determination, without the slightest hesitation:

"Disciple Jiang Ning is willing to serve in front of the old man!"

The exact same words spewed out from Jiang Ning's mouth, as if he didn't know when it started. When facing this old Taoist priest, except for the occasional debates and inquiries, he would only repeat what he said word by word. speech.And this old Taoist listened so casually, occasionally wandering away, but never, so he missed the slightest bit about his condition and emotions.

To Jiang Ning's disappointment, this time, the old Taoist priest seemed to have taken the weight and made up his mind. He did not debate or explain something to Jiang Ning as usual, let alone agree to his request.He just turned his gaze to Zhang Yong who was sitting on the side, and asked:

"The poor will not force you, everything depends on your will."

Taking a deep breath, he straightened his clothes, and there was no trace of relaxation or other superfluous expressions on the face with a gentle smile, only solemnity remained, which was reliable.

Standing up, bowing solemnly, Zhang Yong said solemnly:

"Zhang Yongding lived up to the old gentleman's entrustment!"

This is promised.

There are no other redundant promises, nor any redundant guarantees, but the old Taoist Chen Tuan knows that this future famous minister of the Great Song Dynasty will definitely do it.

"Conquering Wu and entering Shu is not uncommon. During the singing and dancing feast, I was busy fighting the fire. Begging for Jinling to support idleness, I also need to thank my sideburns."

After finishing the four sentences, which seemed like poetry but not poetry, which seemed like greetings but which weren't like greetings, the old Taoist priest Chen Tuan closed his eyes, as if he didn't want to say more.Zhang Yong knew that this was the last farewell, so he didn't say much, he just saluted peacefully, and walked towards the building built by the old Taoist Chen Tuan.He knew that between the two of them, presumably there was something to say about parting.

As for the four sentences that seem like poetry but not poetry, it's better to leave it for later enlightenment.

It didn't take long, and it was just a cup of tea. The old Taoist Chen Tuan and Jiang Ning went back to the stone room.There were no traces of tears on Jiang Ning's face, but there was an unavoidable listlessness in his expression.

Apart from cloud beds, futons and other things in the simple stone rooms, the most common items are books.All kinds of books, astronomy and geography, historical astrology, military strategy, and people's livelihood.

There are not many stone rooms on Mount Hua, but there are also many. The old Taoist has lived in seclusion here since a long time ago.And in each stone room, the most loaded books are the books he has collected over the years. Almost every stone room is like this, with the same format and the same decoration.

Except, the room where Jiang Ning lived.

With a rather ugly and difficult smile on the corner of his lips, Jiang Ning respectfully kowtowed to the old Taoist Chen Tuan, then stepped forward, bowed to Zhang Yong, and said:

"After Jiang Ning, I will bother you sir."

Raising the palm of his hand and touching the soft hair, Zhang Yong felt inexplicably panicked.But he didn't say much, just nodded and asked:

"Next, what are your plans?"

The words were addressed to Jiang Ning, but the person who asked the question was Chen Tuan, an old Taoist priest.In the words, the unfinished meaning is very obvious:

But do you want to stay longer?

Shaking his head, he waved the cattail fan in his palm with satisfaction, and there was deep reluctance in his eyes.But, no need.

"no need!"

On Baozi's face that still had some tear stains, complex emotions such as sadness and helplessness flashed quickly, and Jiang Ning jumped out of the range of Zhang Yong's palm, like a rabbit that had been greatly frightened, with a bit of dodge and embarrassment. Naturally said:

"I'm going to pack my bags!"

Before finishing these words, the small figure quickly disappeared into the stone room.