"Then I'll tell you." Wang Dashan rubbed his hands and said, "After Xiaoshan's mother and I got married, we lived at the foot of this mountain for eight years. Originally, we just wanted to be quiet.
We live the life of a young couple, but now Xiaoshan is seven years old, and other children in other families have learned to read and write, but we, Xiaoshan, are still running around in the mountains picking out bird eggs, and we don’t even know a single Chinese character. We all hope that
Xiaoshan will be prosperous in the future, at least he won’t have to hunt every day like me.”
Li Qianmo roughly understood what he meant, and said with a smile: "Brother, you want me to teach Xiaoshan how to read?"
"Yes, yes, that's what I mean." Wang Dashan nodded happily.
Li Qianmo laughed, patted him on the shoulder and said, "Brother is usually fast-talking, but today he is so shy when speaking, and he still wants me to guess."
Wang Dashan smiled awkwardly, scratched his head and said, "I never ask anyone for help, so I'm embarrassed to ask."
Li Qianmo thought for a while and said: "Brother, actually I think your life is quite good. I would like to settle my grudges and bring my wife here to live in seclusion."
He said this from the bottom of his heart. In the past two months, he could not help but secretly feel envious when he saw the happy life of this family of three. If he hadn't wanted to regain his mother's bones and avenge his master, he would have given up on the monk's life long ago.
Bring the peacock here to live in seclusion.
When Wang Dashan heard this, he thought he was going to reject him, and said anxiously: "No, no, Xiaoshan can't be as worthless as me, a man should..."
Li Qianmo raised his hand to stop him and said slowly: "Brother, don't worry, I will accept this. I will teach Xiaoshan how to read from tomorrow."
"Really, that's great, thank you brother." Wang Dashan said and bowed to express his thanks.
Li Qianmo stretched out his hand to stop him, took out a jug of good wine, and said: "Brother, why do you want to see me like this? Come on, how about we have a drink today?"
Wang Dashan was stunned and said: "You just drank when you were injured?"
Li Qianmo chuckled, pulled out the stopper and poured a full sip of wine into his mouth. He swallowed it and raised his head and said: "Wine is a man's spirit. One part of wine is one part of strength. The more seriously injured you are, the more you need."
drink."
Wang Dashan laughed loudly and praised: "You scholars are so sharp-tongued that even a few words that are considered black are considered white. Okay! I will drink with you!"
After saying that, the two walked into the courtyard arm in arm, came to a big stone mill and sat down to drink together.
Although Wang Dashan's drinking capacity was good, it was not as good as Li Qianmo's body. After a few bottles of wine, he was as unconscious as a dead pig. It was already dusk, and Li Qianmo was sitting alone in the courtyard drinking. He looked up at the night sky and saw the moon.
There were few stars, and a few blue clouds were surrounding the moon. When he looked closely at the bright moon, it was as if his master's eyes were looking at him, and he felt more cordial.
In the early morning of the next day, Li Qianmo was pulled up by Wang Xiaoshan and asked to teach him calligraphy. Li Qianmo took him to an open space outside the hospital, used the ground as paper and branches as pens, and taught him to write.
Li Qianmo held a branch and looked at Wang Xiaoshan: "Xiaoshan, the first word in life is very important. What do you think I will teach you with the first word?"
Wang Xiaoshan scratched his head and thought for a while, then asked: "Wang?"
Li Qianmo smiled lightly and shook his head.
Wang Xiaoshan said again: "Xiao?shan?"
Li Qianmo still shook his head.
Wang Xiaoshan pouted unhappily: "I won't guess, I can't guess it."
Li Qianmo used a branch to write the word "人" on the ground and said: "The first word I teach you is '人'."
"Human?" Wang Xiaoshan blinked and asked, "Why did uncle teach me this word?"
Li Qianmo's expression suddenly became solemn and he said calmly: "Because not all people in this world can be called human beings."
Wang Xiaoshan was puzzled by what he heard. He scratched his head and asked, "Uncle, what did you say? Why are you no longer human?"
Li Qianmo said: "Xiaoshan, do you know that your father asked you to read and read with me in the hope that one day you can become a dragon among men, but I must tell you that in order to become a dragon, you must first become an adult."
"Am I not a human now?" Wang Xiaoshan asked with his eyes wide open.
Li Qianmo smiled and said: "You are still young. If when you grow up, walk out of the mountains and face the colorful world, and you can still keep your original intention unchanged, then you will be considered an adult.
.”
He paused and then said, "Everything you learn is brought in by the master. Cultivation depends on the individual. The master teaches you how to walk. As for which way to go, it all depends on you. I teach you how to be a good person. Whether you can be successful in the future
Jackie Chan, look at yourself too."
Li Qianmo only taught him one character that day, and he explained so many great principles that Wang Xiaoshan was overwhelmed. At the end, he said: "Xiaoshan, you may not understand the principles I said today, but it doesn't matter.
, as long as you remember my words, they should be useful to you in the future."
Wang Xiaoshan knew that this uncle was very mysterious and powerful, and felt that what he said must be right, so he nodded seriously and agreed, keeping his words in mind.
Nearly ten months later, Li Qianmo's injury has recovered. There is still plenty of spiritual energy here. His cultivation level has also improved one level, reaching the fifth level of the Five Elements, and has stabilized at the peak of the fifth level. It seems that he has made a breakthrough.
Not far away.
During these days, he taught Xiaoshan how to read and write every day. Xiaoshan was smart and had a good memory. With his hard work, he could now read alone.
On this day, Li Qianmo taught him "The Analects of Confucius". After he finished speaking, he was thoughtful and couldn't help but sigh. Wang Xiaoshan couldn't help asking: "Uncle, why are you sighing?"
Li Qianmo smiled bitterly and said, "I lament that this saint's principles have been violated."
"What do you mean?" Wang Xiaoshan knew that his uncle was playing riddles with him again.
Li Qianmo said: "Confucius's remarks are just some of his opinions on gentlemen and sages. What he said is just to let everyone in the world become gentlemen, correct their straight hearts, and do not tolerate things. Although his intentions are good, he was
People took advantage of it.”
"Who took advantage of him?"
Li Qianmo said: "Confucius's reputation has been passed down through the ages, so in order to consolidate his country and the country, the kings of the past dynasties took his remarks out of context and made up some unfounded things to say that it was Confucius who said it, imprisoning the world's thoughts, and imprisoning the world's thoughts.
From then on, he became narrow-minded and believed that the monarch was the destiny of heaven, that he was superior, that if the monarch wanted his ministers to die, they would have to die, and there were countless ridiculous things like this."
Wang Xiaoshan obviously didn't understand what he was talking about and looked at him with big eyes.
Li Qianmo saw this and said: "In short, you can just read the Analects casually. Don't take it seriously. Don't be too rigid in your behavior. There is a ruler in your heart to measure yourself. Don't go beyond that standard."
Wang Xiaoshan asked: "What scale?"
Li Qianmo thought for a while and said: "You can do wrong things, but you can't have evil thoughts. Whatever you do must be worthy of your own heart. That's fine."
"Oh." Wang Xiaoshan nodded thoughtfully, not sure if he understood.
After saying this, Li Qianmo suddenly stood up, dusted off his clothes, and said, "I'm going out for a while tomorrow. I'll bring you some books, paper, and pens when I come back. It's not a big deal to write on the floor every day."
"Okay, okay!" Wang Xiaoshan suddenly clapped his hands and shouted happily.
"Xiaoshan, uncle, go home for dinner!" Mrs. Wang's voice came over.
"Come on, let's go back to eat first and continue studying in the afternoon." Li Qianmo touched Xiao Shan's head affectionately and pulled him back together.
In the early morning of the next day, Li Qianmo left the Wang family, and his family of three took him to the mountain pass. After walking for dozens of miles, he found a deserted place, raised his sword, and headed north.
His cultivation breakthrough is imminent, and he must find a quiet place to retreat to achieve his realm, so he must leave the Wang family for a while.
Li Qianmo had just left for more than an hour when two people walked into the fenced courtyard of the Wang family, a man and a woman. The man was dressed in black and had a high bun, and the woman was wearing fiery red clothes. They were Lu Chen and Liu Ning.
As soon as Lu Chen walked into the courtyard, he frowned and said, "It seems that there is no breath of him."
Liu Ning also frowned and said, "Did you know we were coming and ran away in advance?"
Lu Chen gritted his teeth and secretly resented: "It's a pity that my soul-tracing secret method can only be used once a year, otherwise this kid would have died a year ago. It has only been an hour since I cast the method, and the kid should not be able to run far.