tiger teacher

After leaving the mountain, it was already dark.Old man Gu insisted on spending the night with Old Shunzi. Although Old Shunzi hated him very much, the friendship from that year was still there. As I get older, I forget a lot of things.

So Wang Jian didn't say anything, and left old man Gu at Lao Shunzi's place to let the two old men have a good exchange. Today's impact on old man Gu was very big, and Wang Jian was not sure whether he could survive his life. The seventh day, so he can do whatever he wants. ..

When Wang Jian returned to the Ni Bodhisattva, it was almost ten o'clock, but they were all awake except Zhang Manting who was exhausted. Sitting under the tree at the door to enjoy the shade and watching the moon, he was not surprised when he saw Wang Jian came back. Instead, like a family member, he pointed to the house: "There is food in the rice cooker in the kitchen, warm it for you."

Wang Jian was not too polite. He went in and took out the large bowl from the rice cooker, and walked to the yard while eating, and sat next to the clay Buddha with a small horse: "Today I found out..."

But before Wang Jian could speak, Ni Bodhisattva interrupted him: "Sect Master, do you know why I can't leave this courtyard?"

Wang Jian shook his head: "I'm not sure."

"Things in this world are always just two words, be willing. If you are willing to give up, if you have something to give up, you will get something. No matter what you choose, you can't have both. I go out, I have freedom, but I can't hide Open this cycle of karma. If I don’t go out, I will avoid this karma, but I will become a useless person. What do you think I should choose?” ..

"Get out!" Wang Jian frowned: "I don't think anything will happen with your ability."

"Really? One of my legs is gone." The mud bodhisattva smiled and tapped on his artificial leg: "And do you know what the three taboos are for future generations? Grave-picking is a prophet. I don't care, to be honest. If I'm not willing, I won't lose this leg, and no one can do anything about me, but what about Xiaorao? What about her future children and children's children?"

Wang Jian knows this saying, and it has always been said, that is to say, tomb robbery, extermination of people, and real physiognomy are all business that harms future generations. Yin De, Hu Tianhe.As for the ability of the Clay Bodhisattva... To be honest, Wang Jian believes that he can definitely influence cause and effect.Then in this way, his descendants will have problems of one kind or another.

At the beginning, Wang Jian really didn't believe it, but one day the old carpenter took him to help a master tomb robber who was once known as the number one tomb robber in Lingnan, he was very hearty, but his son, his son's son.Either died early or was born with a handicap, the only sound son was obtained by this tomb robber himself by chopping off a hand.This kind of thing has a certain number in the dark.Debts must be repaid.

But the mud bodhisattva said so much, but he didn't seem to answer Wang Jian's doubts at all, which made Wang Jian a little... a little puzzled: "I actually want to ask you something."

"I know, then let me ask you, do you have the determination and courage to bear all the consequences? This choice is just a thought for you, but have you ever thought about the variables in the future?" The mud bodhisattva said with a smile: " I can't influence your choices. But I can make you understand the variables of each of your choices."

"You mean... I shouldn't have picked that flower?"

"That's your business." Ni Bodhisattva spread his hands: "Whatever it can bring you, it will also cause you to lose. It's the same sentence, it's not worth the exchange. You don't think what you lose is so important. Then you can exchange it with what you got. If you think it's important, hey... you still have to decide for yourself. Let me tell you about my father. "

As soon as Wang Jian heard this, he immediately got excited. You must know that his father and his uncle, none of this group of people is an ordinary person. Back then, Wang Sanyi was not the only one who was awesome. Sanjiu randomly picked out a person who was famous all over the world, but Wang Jian only knew a little about their glory days, but didn't know what happened after they left the stage, so the stories of these people traced back to the source of Wang Jian That's very useful.

"The combination of physiognomy and astrology is called the myriad of astrology. In fact, in ancient times, no matter the princes, nobles or ordinary people, they all respected the real physicist. He can not only predict disasters and fortunes, but also change fate against the sky. Although these things are not as magical as in the legends, since ancient times, fortune from family to fortune has been inseparable from the participation of fortune tellers. Dongfang Shuo, Zhuge Liang and Liu Bowen , is actually just the best among them, this is one of the national arts."

Wang Jian nodded: "I know this."

"My father, that is, your Uncle Liu, he and the Third Senior Uncle, one has the star power and the other has the life power. He once said that in terms of intelligence, no one can produce the third senior brother, but in terms of intelligence, no one can match himself. He is one of the few people who can change his fate against the sky." Ni Bodhisattva patted Wang Jian on the shoulder: "The tattoos on your body are all from the Nine Masters, but you should give Who gets tattooed and what should be tattooed are all selected by the third uncle and my father. This tattoo is also called the fate tattoo. It sounds amazing and unreasonable, right? There was once a foreign psychologist A family has done a statistic that a person's genes can change his future achievements. The accuracy of this statistic is as high as 80.00%. In fact, it is difficult for foreigners to understand our numerology theory, but the wise men in the world are very similar. They will think about some ordinary people. It seems difficult to understand, so they will study this."

"And they are still unsolved mysteries. We have studied them for thousands of years." Ni Bodhisattva said with a smile: "But don't you think, the first is because it is so difficult that a large number of people even get started. The "Book of Changes" is impenetrable. The second is because he hurts the harmony of nature. Any behavior that violates the laws of nature will make people pay a high price for it. It just so happens that my father, your sixth uncle, is exactly like this A person, he can easily change people's lives completely without realizing it. But he has never done anything in his life that really changed his life."

"Do you know why?"

Wang Jian shook his head blankly. Although this matter is not difficult for him to understand, he really doesn't know why a person with such great ability is willing to achieve nothing in his life. This is unscientific...

"My father can be said to be the most playful person in Shishuboli. Because he sees it through. He knows that any thing he does will have corresponding retribution. If you take refuge for others, disaster will come On you, if you cast Gu curses on people, then you will also get the corresponding luck. So after seeing the fact of tit for tat, I will not do anything anymore. He warned me back then, but I didn’t listen. In today's end, I think... I deserve it. He was willing to be a barber all his life. Isn't this God's reward for him to leave peacefully in his sleep? A good beginning does not necessarily mean a good end, we are all pursuing A good death. So what you are doing now, will there be a good death? I don’t know, and you don’t know either. Then simply let him go. Wealth and wealth are in danger? It doesn’t apply here, because you don’t know What are you going to face."

This mud bodhisattva is definitely a person of the level of a sweeping monk.Wang Jian didn't even tell him any useful information.But he went around a big circle and used storytelling to persuade Wang Jian to let go.You must know that this is not a person who has figured out Wang Jian's virtues, and he will never use this method. This stubborn guy is definitely the kind of person who is not willing to give up on the Yellow River.In particular, a good beginning does not necessarily mean a good end, Wang Jian may have a good starting point.But in fact... who knows what the result will be, this sentence wakes up Wang Jian at a glance.

"I see." Wang Jian nodded thoughtfully: "Then I should not be able to do anything?"

The mud bodhisattva suddenly laughed, looked at Wang Jian, and then at the sky: "What do you think?"

I think?Wang Jian was stunned suddenly.This question is so strange... After turning around, he pushed the question to himself, but Wang Jian really didn't know: "I think?"

"What a person does must be meaningful, right? Then tell me, the meaning and pursuit of what you do. You must have a starting point for everything you do. done."

When Wang Jian thought about it, he felt a groan in his heart... At this moment, he suddenly became cheerful. The reason for the flower in his hand was the attractive immortality, but what would happen after the immortality really appeared?He didn't expect other people to treat such a baby calmly.Then the final outcome is nothing more than two kinds. One is that Wang Jian becomes the target of public criticism, and the whole world regards him as a target.And the other is... the ethics of this world are completely impermanent, and human beings will eventually perish.

Of course... the first one is closer, the second one is farther away.And if this range is limited to a small range, Wang Jian really doesn't think there is any good in immortality... It's a horrible thing in itself to hide from Xizang for a lifetime, watching friends and acquaintances disappear one by one, and once it spreads, then It directly led the story line to the direction of chaos all over the world, which was terrible.

In this case, what is the meaning of this flower?Many times people will do some wrong things, nothing more than a hothead, and after the hotheaded period, even if you regret it, you can't turn back.Wang Jian suddenly felt blessed and panicked.

"So... I don't need to touch it at all?"

"The mind reaching the world is far away, and the mind penetrating all things is deep." Ni Bodhisattva sat up and said, "So now you know what to do and what to do?"

Wang Jian nodded heavily: "I see."

"Others can never give you an explanation and a choice. Any choice can only be effective and effective if you choose it. You don't have to try to explain other people's behavior, and others may not be able to explain your behavior. The reason why people are different , because they chose different directions at different intersections, it is almost impossible to understand each other. But you can use your own voice to explain yourself to others." Ni Bodhisattva smiled and said: "For example, many people can't understand why you are so I'm still a virgin at an older age, and I don't understand why you, as a virgin, can still let go of the cooked duck delivered to your door."

When Wang Jian heard this, he coughed in embarrassment again and again: "This...that..."

"But you've explained it to yourself, haven't you? That's enough." Ni Bodhisattva still smiled: "It's like the two Dimanshatuo, you have explained it to yourself, haven't you?"

It turns out that the name of those two flowers is Diemanshatuo, which is really a nice name, and it matches their appearance completely...

Thinking of this, Wang Jian was taken aback: "How do you know?"

"My father planted it for her. She is a poor girl. My father thinks that with such two beautiful flowers to accompany her, she will not be so lonely." The mud bodhisattva laughed: "He is such a person, Who would have thought that such a precious thing would be given to a poor girl whom he had never met before."

Wang Jian also smiled: "I like this style."

"Yeah, I like it too." Ni Bodhisattva leaned on the rocking chair, looked at the sky full of stars, and then stretched out a hand to point to the sky: "Don't look at me always scolding it, actually... I like it quite a bit. It It is ruthless, but it is very gentle, it will give everyone countless opportunities, and even let go of things that should not exist. Only by learning to be in awe and gratitude can we be truly strong."

Wang Jian nodded deeply: "I found that...compared with you, I, the head of the sect, is very weak."

"No, no, no, everyone is their own savior and creator. The world you create is yourself, whether it is a magnificent atmosphere or a mass of thatch, it depends on yourself."

Wang Jian stood up and lit a cigarette: "When you say that, I suddenly lose my pride."

"That's good, that's good." Ni Bodhisattva picked up a bottle of beer from the side: "Unfortunately, you can't drink alcohol, otherwise, in this weather, a bottle of beer, a few chicken feet, and a few peanuts are worth a thousand dollars."

"Yes, you can't drink alcohol." Wang Jian turned his head to look at the clay bodhisattva: "Thank you."

"It's from the same root, so you don't have to be polite. Be a good person." The clay bodhisattva raised the wine bottle and respected Wang Jian: "God will not treat a good person badly."

"I'm a good person." Wang Jian stretched his waist, then turned his head suddenly: "How do you define good or bad..."

"Enlighten it yourself." The mud bodhisattva spread his hands, with a helpless face: "Everyone says he is good, but whether this is good or bad, you have to figure it out yourself." (To be continued.)