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Chapter 40 Leaving Home

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    Since then, the Xiang family has returned to calm. In the first few days after the old Taoist monk left, Xiang Honest and his wife were still a little worried about what might happen to their house again. After ten days and a half months, everything returned to normal, and they were completely at ease.  .

    For this reason, Xiang honestly went to the city and bought two big black dogs to tie up in the yard. Since the dogs were bought back, they haven't barked much, and the second miss of Xiang's family has never seen anything unclean.  So far, the members of the Xiang family are no longer worried that what happened to the third child will happen again.

    The next year, the old Taoist and the monk arrived as scheduled, and carved the second picture of Yama of the Ten Temples on the center of Xiang Que's right foot. The same was true in the third year, and it continued until the fifth year.  While rolling around in the yard, this time the old Taoist did not leave after he finished carving the picture of Yama of the Ten Halls, but stayed at Xiang's house for a month.

    The old Taoist took out a scroll made of broken parchment. There were only ten pages on it, and each page had a picture drawn on it. The first five pictures were exactly the same as the five pictures of Yama of the Ten Temples tattooed on Xiang Que's body.  .

    During the one-month stay at Xiang's house, the old Taoist taught Xiang Que to meditate according to the diagram on the parchment, besides eating and sleeping.

    "You bastard, you don't even cherish the great benefits brought to you. Do you think you are stupid?" The old man dragged Xiang Que, who was wrestling with the black dog in the yard, and pressed him in front of him and said, "In the Hanging Temple  Those bald donkeys in the village put these scraps of paper as treasures and put them in the Sutra Pavilion as offerings, and they swore that they were the treasures of the town temple, and they were the Dharma images that were rubbed by Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva himself.  Pooh, they looked like, I don¡¯t know if this is the Ten Halls of Yama¡¯s Prison Sutra that Master Mingjing asked back from Nalanda Temple back then, you obediently practice these images of meditation for me, and match them with the ones on your body.  Ten pictures, in the future you will be like a tiger with wings when you walk in the rivers and lakes, gods block and kill gods, Buddhas block forget it, in short, you just keep these pictures firmly in my mind."

    Xiang Que raised his small face and looked at the old Taoist in a very ignorant manner like a duck listening to thunder, and said: "Old miscellaneous hair, let me go, or I will let Erhei pick you up"

    "Oh, let me go, you are too big to dare to deceive the master and destroy the ancestors?" The old man stretched his neck and roared, and then felt that he couldn't afford to argue with a child here, so he took out a piece of talisman from his body and shook his hand  Throwing it out, the talisman paper suddenly caught fire after being thrown into the air.

    "Miscellaneous hair, what is your relationship with the people in the village who play monkeys during the Chinese New Year?"

    "That's monkey tricks, I'm talking about Taoism"

    "It turns out that those monkey-playing tricks also know the law."

    "I'll say it again, it's Taoism, it's tricks, it's different"

    "What's the difference?"

    "This is Taoism, do you understand Taoism?"

    "I don't understand, isn't this similar to monkey jugglers, who are even more powerful and can spit fire out of their mouths?"

    "Okay, you won." The old man lost his temper completely, and said with a smile: "Let me chat with you in a different way, do you want to learn tricks?"

    "think"

    "That's all right, come on, come on, come on, follow the patterns on these ten pictures, and practice for me, and you will be able to learn those tricks after practicing."

    "Miscellaneous hair, what are you talking about with me?" Xiang Que curled his lips, wiped the big snot and said very displeasedly: "This is not the same thing at all Erhei, pick him up for me"

    "Wow woof woof woof woof"

    Five years later, on the day when Xiang Que turned ten years old, the Xiang family gathered together. It was a happy event, but the whole family did not have a smiling face, except for the heartless third son of the Xiang family who was eating the cake with greasiness in his mouth.  Parents, two older sisters and grandparents looked gloomy.

    "The old man said, ten years later, on the day of Xiaosan'er's birthday, I will take this child up the mountain." Xiang honestly looked at Xiang Que with his head buried in his food and said, "This journey will take more than ten years, and when he comes back, he will be at home."  Take a look and then have to leave home, today is the last meal this kid eats at home."

    Xiang Que's mother sat there in a daze, wiping tears, and Grandpa Xiang Que smoked a dry pipe without saying a word. His two older sisters are a little bit more sensible, knowing that their younger brother will leave home for a long time and won't come back, they are drooping  With his little head coaxing his younger brother to eat.

    Xiang honestly sighed and said: "Didn't I say that, just treat him as a door-to-door son-in-law, and it's fine to come back a year to see him a few times, at least he's still there, right? Let's eat, don't worry about it."  face off"

    Xiang Que wiped his lips and said, "Dad, that old bastard who came to our house before kept saying that he would take me away. Where is he going to take me?"

    "He wants to take you to learn skills"

    "Didn't I have learned it? Why did you take me away?" Xiang Que was forced by the old Taoist to take the ten pictures in the Ten Temples of Yan Luozhen Prison Sutra in the past ten years.?? I practiced all of them.

    "What you have learned is only superficial. You can't learn a fart from ten or eight years old."  Let's go, there are still a lot of things waiting for me."

    Xiang Que rolled his eyes and said, "Miscellaneous hair, did Er Hei not convince you? You always come to my house to eat and drink for nothing, and even take me away. Why are you so embarrassing?"

    The old man ignored him, and turned to Xiang Que's parents and said, "Not only is it not good for him to stay at home, but it will harm him. The closer he is to those old graves, the more restless the things inside will be. I can't stay in Xiang Que all year round.  Jiatun, so you have to take him up the mountain to wait for him to learn Taoism and go down the mountain. You don¡¯t have to worry about him for the rest of his life, he has his own solution.¡±

    "I know what you said, but if the child is away from us for such a long time, who doesn't miss it?" Xiang honestly frowned and said, "Why don't you leave a phone number and we can talk to him when we miss him. We can't see anyone  Just listen to the sound"

    The old Taoist shook his head and said: "He has been on the mountain for more than ten years, he has to be completely cut off from his family, except that he can't see people, and he can't have any other contact."

    Xiang Que's parents were even more worried. They thought they could communicate with him for at least a year. Well, the old man cut off all their thoughts in one sentence. Whether the child lives or dies outside, is he doing well?  I don't know either.

    The old Taoist put down his chopsticks, and said solemnly: "Xiang Que's face is not short-lived. There are a few ups and downs in life, and there is no way to live a life of wealth and wealth, but in the end, you can finish your life well in the end. It is normal for you to worry about it."  , but caring makes chaos. I hope you can also understand that the past ten years have passed by in a flash, and it will pass soon.¡±

    After eating that day, the old Taoist left Xiangjiatun with Xiang Que, and went to the ancient well temple in Zhongnan Mountain, thousands of miles away, and Xiang Que did not return for twelve years.

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