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- 197 The Secret of Pure Heart Zen Sound
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Zhang Haifeng was a little excited. Although some people have been vigorously advocating the slogan of sending doctors to the countryside in recent years, due to the extremely inconvenient transportation in this mountainous area far away from the city, those slogans have completely become Empty words are simply not feasible.
"Chang Zhang, have we made the arrangements for our business?"
Looking at Zhang Haifeng who showed excitement on his face, Xiao Yong was a little surprised as to why he was so happy, but it was difficult to ask after all, so he didn't show any strange expression and just asked. Later arrangements were made. , There are dozens of people in this group, and they need food, drink and accommodation. It will be difficult if they are not arranged well.
"Well, don't worry. We are looking forward to your coming. Everything is the best configuration."
Zhang Haifeng said with a smile, looking very sure.
"This is the best. I heard that the old houses from before are still preserved here. Is that true?"
Xiao Yong nodded, and suddenly remembered something he once heard the old man mention.
"Old houses? Well, there is such a thing. But now those old houses will be demolished!"
Zhang Haifeng was stunned for a moment, obviously not understanding the meaning of Xiao Yong's question.
"Has it been demolished?"
Xiao Yong murmured thoughtfully and did not continue to speak.
Shangduan Township is indeed just a small town. There is no complete street, and no modern buildings can be seen. It has a completely original rural appearance.
With low bungalows, gravel roads, and the occasional motorcycle, it can be said to be extremely shabby.
Is this the old district?
Xiao Yong just felt speechless. Those leaders who have been shouting all day long to improve the living standards of the people in the old districts should really come and see that this is the old district that they said has been improved
It is almost dusk at this time, and the hills at dusk have a somewhat different smell. The sparsely growing rhododendrons dot the mountains and fields that have regained their spring vitality. Compared with the city, it is a little more peaceful and less noisy.
I stayed in a guest house in the countryside. Well, it was said to be a guest house, but it was actually a guest house, but the conditions were indeed a bit crude. However, it was nothing to Xiao Yong.
Dinner was served at a small restaurant in the countryside. The food in Xijiang Province is spicier, but it¡¯s not much different from Sichuan food.
After dinner, it¡¯s time for free activities.
The free clinic is scheduled to start tomorrow and last for two days.
Holding his girlfriend's slender waist, Xiao Yong breathed in the fresh mountain air and felt refreshed.
He felt very strange. This hill gave him a mysterious feeling. It seems to be full of spiritual energy.
However, when I think about it, I don¡¯t think it¡¯s anything strange. What can serve as the cornerstone of the Chinese revolution must be somewhat different from other places. The so-called birthplace of the royal family is naturally extraordinary.
The place where Shangduan Township is located is a valley in the mountains, so it is not as steep and dangerous as imagined. It has a very unique landform, with small fields reclaimed from the mountains and wheat and other crops grown on them.
"Hey, there's a separate house over there."
Xu Qian suddenly said, sure enough, there was an independent house in the shelter under a hill over there. This house is a simple thatched hut structure, which gives people the feeling that it is about to collapse in the wind and rain in the mountains, but it still stands stubbornly in place.
There was a strange light in Xiao Yong's eyes, as if he couldn't believe it.
"Let's go over and have a look."
When the two came to the hut, they saw an old radio broadcasting the news broadcast during this period, and a gray-haired old man had his back hunched over, holding this radio in his hand. An ax chopping wood.
This old man looked to be about eighty or ninety years old, but there was no sign of trembling in the hand holding the axe. Every stroke of the knife was so elegant and unswerving.
A look of surprise flashed in Xiao Yong's eyes, and he had a very strange feeling. Every knife struck by the old man had a strange and otherworldly flavor. Well, to be precise, it's a taste that blends in with the surrounding environment.
¡°Husband, look at that old man, he¡¯s very energetic! He¡¯s still chopping firewood himself at such an old age~!¡±
Xu Qian whispered in Xiao Yong¡¯s ear that in her opinion, such an old man should naturally beHow could I come to chop firewood myself when I was relaxing, listening to songs, growing flowers, and feeding the birds?
"Haha, he is practicing!"
Xiao Yong replied that his vision was much higher than that of Xu Qian, and this old man gave him an extraordinary feeling. Although he couldn't see through the old man's cultivation, he must be an extremely powerful person.
"Ah? Cultivation? Is he a monk?"
Xu Qian covered her mouth and said in disbelief.
In her knowledge, this cultivator is not something that can be seen casually, especially now. How come you can see a cultivator in this hill?
"Well, he is also a senior! Come on, let's go over and have a look. This opportunity is rare."
Xiao Yong said with a smile, although he couldn't see clearly what state the old man's cultivation level had reached, but from the righteousness revealed in the old man's body, he knew that this old man must not be one of those evil people, otherwise he would be He had already escaped. Then the evil cultivator Xiao Yong is very afraid in his heart. Of course, this also refers to those with advanced cultivation.
The two of them walked up the small stone steps in front of the house.
The old man did not raise his head, but raised his ax again and again, splitting the dry wood into small pieces of wood. Such wood is easy to burn.
After a long while, the old man finally split all the wood into small pieces. He put away the axe, placed the pieces of wood one by one under the eaves and folded them up. The whole process was like doing an extremely sacred thing, without any irritation or perfunctoryness. Xiao Yong even had a feeling that the old man was enjoying the process.
The old man raised his head, looked at the two of them with squinted eyes, and said, "You two kids have been waiting for a long time! Are you willing to come in?"
The voice was gentle, not a trace of an old lady, and there was no tremor in the voice of ordinary old people when they spoke.
It was only then that Xiao Yong saw the old man's face. His sparse white hair was meticulous, there were no wrinkles on his face, and he looked full of energy. Because they were fellow practitioners, Xiao Yong did not use his spiritual consciousness to detect the old man's appearance. This was an impolite behavior and could be said to be one of the taboos in the world of cultivation.
¡°Then thank you very much, old man.¡±
Xiao Yonggong cupped his hands and said politely.
The old man's back was a little stooped. He opened the room, and Xiao Yong followed behind and walked in.
Inside the house, it is clean and even gives people a spotless feeling. There was no furniture, just some simple tables and chairs made from bamboo trees in the mountains. But these tables and chairs are simple but not rough. They are extremely fine in workmanship and are obviously carefully crafted.
Xiao Yong was amazed. It seemed that this old man was indeed a strange person.
After looking at the furnishings in the room, Xiao Yong found that although the room looked like it could be blown down by a gust of wind from the outside, it felt extremely stable inside.
"Come, try the new tea that I made myself!"
The old man took out several exquisite bamboo cups and placed them on the table. He lifted the steaming teapot on top of the stove and added boiling water into the bamboo cups. Light green tea leaves were exuding. The water was rolling.
The old man did not follow the complicated tea art to make tea. He simply put the tea leaves into the cup and then added boiling water. If it were another person, there might still be some vulgarity in it. But every move of the old man seemed to be integrated with this world, natural and pleasing to the eye.
Xiao Yong picked up the bamboo cup. This bamboo cup is made of purple bamboo. You can even see the traces of bamboo knots on it. On the smooth surface, the silk textures shine. Xiao Yong was extremely shocked. This small bamboo cup was actually refined into a magic weapon! Although due to the limited material of this purple bamboo, it is not a high-end weapon refining material, so naturally it cannot produce any high-end magic weapon.
After taking a sip, a bit of the fragrance of tea entered the nostrils. Before I could taste the tea, I was already conquered by the fragrance. The slightly bitter tea leaves swirled on the tongue. In less than a moment, the slight bitterness turned into an endless aftertaste of sweetness, which was so wonderful.
Xiao Yong has also seen a lot of good tea. The old man at home even has the top-quality Dahongpao produced in Wuyi Mountain. There are only a few kilograms of precious tea produced every year. But it seems incomparable to this tea.
"Good tea! Good old man!"
??Xiao Yong praised, making no secret of the meaning of his praise.
"Haha, good tea also requires people who understand tea. I think my little friend has the flavor of an old friend. I wonder what the connection is between my little friend and the old man Wu Zheng of Jinshan Temple?"
The eyes of the old manA flash of light flashed, looking into Xiao Yong's eyes with a trace of confusion, a trace of doubt, and a trace of curiosity.
"Oh?" Xiao Yong was surprised. He didn't expect that he would be able to meet an old friend here. It was simply a wonder of nature. No dispute? Related? Could it be that I practiced the Qingxin Zen sound taught by Master Wu Zheng, and that made the old man feel that familiar feeling?
???????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? out out out: "The old man is very knowledgeable. I do have some relationship with Master Wuzheng, and I received some guidance from Master Wuzheng on my cultivation. Senior and Master Wuzheng"
"Haha, Wu Zheng and I have been friends for a long time. That's it. I saw in my little friend that Mr. Wu Zheng's unique knowledge of Qingxin Zen Yin is like this. It's just that I didn't expect Mr. Wu Zheng to be like this. You are so generous that you can pass on this unique knowledge from generation to generation! How strange!"
The old man sighed repeatedly, making Xiao Yong confused.
At that time, when Xiao Yong accepted the Qingxin Zen sound taught by Wu Zheng, Wu Zheng said that the Qingxin Zen sound was just a method of pure heart and tranquility. Is there really any secret?
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