The years I was a birdman

Chapter 239 Secret Practice
"Hey, Xiaorong, why are you calling again? I've said it many times, I don't understand what you're talking about, what? You said you quit? Thank you? Wait a minute, old girl What do you say you thank me for, what? Thank you for setting up a new outlook on life for you? No, why do I still not understand what you are talking about?"

Yi Xinxing listened to the blind voice coming from the microphone with the same blank expression.

In a blink of an eye, they still stayed in Mr. Cui's hometown of Longjiang County for twelve days, and there were only three days left before the duel. He bought a new bicycle but not a mobile phone, because Mr. Cui was afraid that he would be distracted. Zhang Shifei would go out every afternoon and only crawl back in the middle of the night. big sleep.

It seems that he has really worked very hard in the past ten days. Mr. Cui and the others have seen it all. They saw Zhang Shifei getting thinner and thinner. He didn't say anything to him. I really don't understand how he endured it everywhere in Chang Tianqing. What kind of abuse, anyway, is shocking enough.

Mr. Cui asked him in the past few days, what is the content of practice, Zhang Shifei smiled wryly at Mr. Cui, then shook his head and sighed: It is too difficult to describe.

Mr. Cui didn't know what kind of cultivation this inexplicable word was, but if he didn't talk about it, he just let it go. Zhang Shifei exercised a lot, and he could tell from his eating. He used to eat like a cat, and he couldn't kill him. He was alive, Yi Xinxing once joked that he had a loach stomach, and he would be full after two or three mouthfuls, but these days, when eating in Zhonggu, this kid actually ate more than that Yi Xinxing, just like that starving ghost It was as if he had never seen rice in his reincarnation. He devoured hungrily. After eating three or four bowls of rice, he was still unsatisfied. He wanted to eat more, but Mr. Cui stopped him.

Mr. Cui was afraid that he would be broken.

Compared with the right and wrong, Mr. Cui and his party are much more at ease. They just idle around all day long and even play a few games of Doudi Zhu. The small life is really nourishing, and Cai Handong, an outsider, can't see it. As it passed, occasionally he would cautiously ask Mr. Cui and Yi Xinxing: "You two...are you not ready?"

Whenever he asked this question, Yi Xinxing always smiled, and then said to him: "What are you preparing for, everything that needs to be prepared is ready, don't you know, for me and Lao Cui, there is no longer any There is no shortcut, becoming stronger can only depend on accumulating, you make us both tired like Xiao Zhang and the third grandson, it will only bring down our little physique, all harm but no benefit, besides, You have the heart to let me, a disabled person, exercise."

After that, he shook his artificial hand, then lay on the bed, scratching his buttocks while watching TV.

Mr. Cui didn't speak, but he also agreed with Yi Xinxing's point of view. Indeed, speaking of it, the time for them to become stronger has passed. As for the future, they can only walk slowly. In this world, everyone When there was a struggle, Mr. Cui and the others did not acquire their current abilities all at once. I am afraid that they have put in more hard work than Zhang Shifei these days.

In the past few days, Mr. Cui once found time to have a conversation with Zhang Zhengfei, and the content was naturally the Zen advice given by the old monk of Baoen Temple.

But despite Mr. Cui's sharp eloquence, he still didn't instill the old monk's Zen skills into this right and wrong.

It was the third day of Zhang Shifei's practice. Just after eating, Zhang Shifei wanted to take the opportunity to get into the room to sleep again, but as soon as he lay down, Mr. Cui got into the room, and then looked at him with a strange smile. Zhang Shifei got goosebumps all over his body.

Zhang Shifei looked at Mr. Cui, and then said to him angrily: "What do you want to do, just say it if you have something to say, don't laugh like a homosexual."

Mr. Cui saw that Zhang Shifei's words were not kind, so he simply stopped playing around. He knew too well about this piece of right and wrong, and he was typical of being tough and not soft, so he rolled his eyes, and as expected, the right and wrong immediately changed After speaking, Mr. Cui told him about the old monk of Baoen Temple.

To be honest, Mr. Cui has been studying the old monk's words for the past few days. He really thought that the old monk's sentence "You can't understand, the most important thing is to let him understand", this him, Mr. Cui He felt that it must be Zhang Zhengfei, so he had to clarify Zhang Zhengfei before starting the war, and the rest was left to Zi An's fate. However, Mr. Cui couldn't explain clearly what he said to the old monk, after all, there was a There is something called Tianji in it, so Mr. Cui can only describe the right and wrong of the scene at that time.

In other words, Zhang Shifei is really tired these days. He wants to sleep when he sticks to the bed. It is quite hot in the afternoon. Even though there is air conditioning in the hotel, the sound of the busy traffic outside the window can be heard in his ears right now. It's still like a lullaby, besides, Zhang Shifei was not very interested in this kind of monk or Zen machine, and he insisted on listening to it all because he didn't dare to offend this part, but most of the words still came from his left ear to his right ear. Just like those junior high school students who went to class not long after they came out of the Internet cafe, watching the teacher on the podium spit all over the floor, but he didn't listen to anything, what should be thinking in his mind? What do you think.

When Mr. Cui finished speaking the last words of the old monk to Zhang Shifei, Zhang Shifei's upper and lower eyelids had already started to play freely. In fact, Mr. Cui still had great confidence in Zhang Shifei, although he didn't say anything. , but in his heart he is like a bright mirror. Zhang Shifei is a person with a root of wisdom. Although he has not realized it himself, it is true. I can almost comprehend it.

Thinking of this, he said to the right and wrong: "Have you realized it?"

Zhang Shifei shook his head, and then said to Mr. Cui, "No."

"How could it not be possible!" Mr. Cui was a little anxious, so he said to the right and wrong sheet: "Think about it again, think about what this old monk said, what can you think of?"

Zhang Shifei yawned, and then said to Mr. Cui: "Where do I want to go, and you didn't tell me what to think, okay? Why are you like the Chinese teacher in primary school? You told me After the stinky and long story, the students are asked to write their reflections, how do they write it! Don’t keep asking me, I’ll ask you, what did you understand from the old monk’s words?”

"Of course I realized it." Mr. Cui said to Zhang Shifei: "Can I not realize it?!"

Zhang Shifei yawned again, then leaned back on the pillow, and suddenly felt a tingling sensation all over his body. He felt that if he didn't sleep now, he would be a little too sorry for the country he had worked so hard for. If you want to say the biggest hate thing in life, it is when you are so tired that you are going to sleep, there is an ink stain like a fly next to you. Zhang Shifei still dare not say anything to Mr. Cui, but just wants him to get out of him as soon as possible. Go to the dream dungeon earlier and only use Zhou Gong, so he smiled, and then said to Mr. Cui: "It's fine if you realize it, just tell me, save me thinking hard, you know how tired I am this day... ……”

"I wish I could tell you!!" Mr. Cui looked at the right and wrong on the bed, gritted his teeth and said, "You think I don't want to, so hurry up and think about it, this is a serious matter, brother!"

Zhang Shifei couldn't take it anymore, so he closed his eyes, and then said to Mr. Cui: "Ah, it's a big deal, it's a big deal, I beg you, bro, I really can't do it anymore, don't let me If you go to sleep, something big will happen!"

After finishing speaking, he closed his eyes. Seeing his virtue, Mr. Cui sighed. Zhang Shifei was tired these days, and he knew it. In the final analysis, Zhang Shifei was just a 21-year-old kid. He was about to fall asleep as soon as he lay down, and Mr. Cui couldn't bear it, so he lit a cigarette, and then thought in his heart, forget it, maybe this is God's will, you can't force it, thinking of this At the place, Mr. Cui said to himself while smoking a suffocating cigarette: "Don't you really think that what this old monk said is a bit strange?"

In fact, he didn't intend to let Zhang Shifei answer his words, but Zhang Shifei answered anyway. He was lying on his side on the bed, half asleep and half awake. Hearing Mr. Cui's words, he became dazed. Said: "Don't say it, it's really a bit strange."

"What's so strange??" Mr. Cui twitched his eyebrows, and then asked the right and wrong of the picture: "Tell me."

Zhang Shifei was about to fall asleep, so he said casually: "This old monk's last words are two sentences more than what Dongzi said before... Enen."

Two more sentences?Mr. Cui was stunned for a moment, and he hurriedly recalled the last words that the old monk said before he passed away, that is, the Zen machine.

"It's good or bad, it all comes from cause and effect, right and wrong, right and wrong, who can be without fault? The official career is confused, one's own passing, all kinds of troubles, doing good is the happiest, sinking and liberating, out of choice, Namo Amitabha."

Last two sentences! !That's right, you must know that Cai Handong had told everyone before this passage, but there were no last two sentences! !
Could it be that the old monk wanted these last two sentences to reveal something to everyone?Mr. Cui pondered these two sentences in his heart, sinking and liberation, out of choice, these two sentences are very plain, easy to understand, it should mean that Zhang Shifei or they may have to face a difficult choice in the future, one side is heaven and the other is hell, The result is entirely their own choice.

To say that multiple-choice questions are the last thing Mr. Cui likes to do. He has made many difficult choices in the past. Those multiple-choice questions, no matter whether he is wrong or right, have all changed his life.

Maybe life is just a test paper, we can only keep making choices. When Mr. Cui thought of this, his heart suddenly became clear, and then he hurriedly shook Zhang Shifei who had fallen asleep, and said to him: " Yes, it’s these two sentences, it doesn’t matter if you understand them or not, but you must remember these two sentences, they will be useful in the future, hey, I’m talking to you, did you hear me, don’t let him sleep, give me a good time Remember!!"

Mr. Cui woke up the right and wrong just as he fell asleep, and he was naturally extremely upset, so he didn't open his eyes, and while holding Mr. Cui's hand, he said angrily: "Okay, okay, I remember. Yes, I remember... Phew."

Mr. Cui sighed, seeing that Zhang Shifei fell asleep again, he was speechless. He stood up with a cigarette in his mouth, looked at Zhang Shifei who was sleeping on the bed like a dead pig, and thought to himself, one generation is not as good as the other. , and now these young people, alas.

But thinking of this, he himself laughed, and the feeling in his heart came out again: His uncle, I am also a young man, I don't know when it started, why did I equate him with the uncle.

Forget it, let it be, this sentence has become one of Mr. Cui's mantras since I don't know when it started, so he didn't say anything, opened the door gently, and returned to his room .

For the next few days, he and Yi Xinxing were always in that virtuous manner. He and Yi Xinxing were in a state of doing nothing and eating and waiting to die. Cai Handong felt a little awkward watching him. The old monk had a funeral. Even an eminent monk could not escape the government.

The cremation is still carried out in the crematorium. The difference is that most of the people attending the funeral are monks. Looking inside the crematorium is quite a spectacle. If you don’t know it, you may think it’s the big corrupt official. It's dead, otherwise ordinary people's families will die, how can they afford monks.

Mr. Cui and everyone attended the funeral. The face of the old monk was really peaceful. After the cremation, a group of monks picked up the ashes in the columbarium. Seventeen 'relics' were burned out of one body.

If you want to say that things like relics really exist, it’s just that they are not as magical as those shown in TV movies. Those who eat relics can make martial arts advances and kill the Quartet are all blown out. It is the bones of the dead who have not been burned after being cremated at high temperature. If you have the courage to eat them, it is estimated that there is no other effect except that the stool is dry and cannot be pulled out.

However, the burnt relics left by the old monk are quite round. At first glance, they look different from ordinary bones and have a stone-like texture. The abbot of the temple carefully picked them out, and then used a piece of red After wrapping the cloth, he said to Mr. Cui that seventeen relics are a very auspicious number, which happens to be the same as the number on the rosary, so they should be brought back to the temple and worshiped.

Mr. Cui is an outsider, so naturally he can't say much, but he feels that what the abbot said is a bit out of tune. No matter how you say it, you can't say it is the same as the rosary. How does it feel when you wear it and hang it on your hand?

However, it was just a small episode, so they didn't take it seriously. This old monk had helped many people, including some officials. The phone calls one after another are very unpleasant. Mr. Cui understands that the officials are very busy, which is the same as the reason why the cowboys are very busy, but then again, don’t you think it is unlucky to bring your work to the funeral?
Other than that, nothing happened these days. Sometimes the three of them would go to Mr. Cui's house for dinner, but most of the time they would play poker, watch TV, or surf the Internet in the hotel. Mr. Cui was very rare. As for Cai Handong, he is not like Zhang Shifei and Li Lanying who love to cause trouble. Although he is still a little depressed in his heart, he is not annoying.

Day by day, Zhang Shifei came back later and later in the middle of the night, and his body became thinner and thinner. From the eighth day on, he didn't even have the strength to take a bath after he came back, so he just fell on the bed and fell asleep. , the stubble became heavier and heavier, and the clothes became sloppy, but Zhang Shifei couldn't notice it now.

On the tenth day, Cai Handong told Mr. Cui that when he got up to go to the bathroom in the middle of the night, he saw Zhang Shifei who was sleeping soundly on the bed next to him, and there were a few traces of faint blue air on his body, which stood out instantly in the darkness.

When Mr. Cui and Yi Xinxing heard Cai Handong's words, they both knew that Zhang Shifei was getting stronger day by day, but he didn't know if he could do it in the next few days. He really realized the power he wanted.

Perhaps, Mr. Cui was worrying too much.

No. On the night of the 12th day, Zhang Shifei came back before midnight. After entering the door, Zhang Shifei still didn't say anything, fell headlong on the bed again, and fell asleep soundly.

Mr. Cui signaled everyone not to disturb him, then came to the window alone, looked down, and gave a knowing smile, because there was no bicycle parked outside the window of the hotel like a few days ago.

That night, Mr. Cui and the others didn't play any more cards. Mr. Cui just told Cai Handong to pack his luggage and leave the day after tomorrow, and then returned to the room with Lao Yi.

Lao Yi asked Mr. Cui: "Did Xiao Zhang succeed?"

Mr. Cui nodded, and then said to Yi Xinxing, "It seems so, now that he's done with work, he'll have a day off tomorrow, and we'll go to Nianzi Mountain the day after tomorrow."

"Don't talk about it, this kid is really good." That Yi Xinxing stretched his waist, and then smiled at Mr. Cui: "Indeed, we should go too, after more than ten days of rest, the bones are about to fall apart .”

Mr. Cui smiled. At this moment, the phone in the room rang. Mr. Cui was about to get up, but Yi Xinxing picked it up thoughtfully. As he expected, it was a call from a woman named Xiao Rong .

Yi Xinxing hung up the phone inexplicably, and then said to Mr. Cui: "What's going on, she actually told me that talking to me made her find a new purpose in life, but I don't know her at all?"

Mr. Cui smiled wryly. He naturally knew who this Xiao Rong was, that strange woman who would call Lao Yi tirelessly every night to ask if she wanted special services. To be honest, this girl was persistent enough, but She didn't expect that she would meet Yi Xinxing, a strange man who was even more persistent.

Such a stupid person is still enjoying life, why can't he find a decent job?
Seeing that Yi Xinxing was still a little confused, Mr. Cui said to him, "In my opinion, she probably found someone worse than herself, so she must have the courage to start a new life."

"Worse than her? Where?" Yi Xinxing asked.

Mr. Cui pointed to the direction of the bathroom, and then said to Yi Xinxing: "It's on the south wall of the bathroom, you can go and see for yourself."

That position is a mirror.

Even though Yi Xinxing had lived in this room for more than ten days, after hearing what Mr. Cui said, he still walked over suspiciously to take a look. After reading it, he suddenly realized, ah, it was me.

Lao Yi was easy-going and didn't get angry. After all, this incident was just like the old monk's funeral. forgave him.

Mr. Cui was thrown on the bed, thinking in his heart when did this old boy become so angry, what the heck, he fell to my death.

But he was not angry, so he simply lay down on the bed and started chatting with Yi Xinxing. They are old friends, so naturally what they were talking about would not be about life principles, but rather practical, mostly discussing If there is anything missing, Yi Xinxing asked Mr. Cui, smoking a cigarette: "Why don't we leave tomorrow, how about going over there to prepare to inspect the terrain by the way?"

Mr. Cui looked at the ceiling, smiled wryly, then sighed, and said to Yi Xinxing: "Now Xiao Zhang's affairs should be almost done, I...it's time to see my elder brother."

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