Chapter six hundred and fortieth seven: Is actually a King
"Well, it's boring because..."
"Eat without talking."
"oh……"
Chen Changsheng said he wouldn't feed the civet cat, but in fact it was just a joke. There was a lot of dried fish and he couldn't finish it, so he gave the extra to the civet cat.
The civet flower really likes to eat. It likes to eat these dry ones, but it doesn't eat the cooked ones.
The civet cat licked the corner of its mouth and asked, "Why don't we fly?"
"It's just a few steps, not far."
"Yeah?"
"Um."
The innocent-natured civet cat still doesn't know what Chen Changsheng's steps are.
This walk goes from day to night, and from night to day.
The civet cat had no strength at all, so it just lay down and stopped moving.
"The raccoon flower can't walk anymore."
Chen Changsheng looked at it and said, "You are also a monster after all. Why can't you bear this little road?"
"I am a little monster, not a big monster."
"Then how did you survive so long?"
"Well..."
The civet cat thought for a while, shook his head and said, "I forgot."
It raised its head, looked at Chen Changsheng and said: "Mo Yu said that I was very powerful before. Cihua could defeat many big monsters, but Cihua can't remember it."
"Maybe it was Mo Yu who coaxed you."
"Well, Mo Yu has never lied to me."
"That's not necessarily the case."
"I don't care, I used to be very powerful anyway."
"Well, yes, yes..."
As the sun sets in the west, green shades line both sides of the official road, swaying slowly with the wind of Sophora japonica.
Mr. Qingshan walked forward with the civet cat in his arms. The setting sun filtered through the woods to the west and fell on the official road, lengthening the figure of Mr. Qingshan.
Move forward step by step until the last afterglow falls.
Compared with before, my husband's eyes seemed to be a little less sad, probably because of the chattering of the civet cat, so he didn't feel so lonely along the way.
………
It is the Sophora Festival, and the fields outside Qiuyue Fang are full of busy figures. Some people are planting rice seedlings, some are sowing seeds, and some are building rice fields and dredging canals. This is probably the busiest time.
Sweat dripped on the ground, and people looked at the seedlings that fell one after another, looking forward to a good harvest in the future.
The old farmer on the roadside looked up and saw a well-dressed young man walking on the road.
Seeing the young man coming up to him, he said, "Chen went on a long journey here. Unexpectedly, the weather was hot today and he drank all the water he brought. Is there a clean well where I can quench his thirst?"
The old farmer looked up and saw a cat's head sticking out from behind Mr. Qingshan.
Lihua glanced at the old man and called out.
"Meow."
The old man came back to his senses and said, "Isn't this cat running away?"
Chen Changsheng smiled and said, "It won't run away."
"Hey, he's a smart cat."
The old man smiled, then pointed and said: "There is a well just past the trail ahead. The water flowing from the mountains is very sweet."
"Thank you very much." Chen Changsheng thanked him.
"Little things."
The old man looked at Mr. Qingshan and asked, "Hey, have I seen you somewhere?"
Chen Changsheng smiled warmly and said, "Chen used to live in Qiuyuefang, maybe I met him on the street."
"Maybe so. Where does your family live?"
"I have never had a place to live, but I stayed at Liuyun Temple outside the square for a few days."
"That's it..."
The old farmer didn't seem to know about Liuyun Temple, so he stopped talking and pointed out the location of the well to Chen Changsheng.
"Gone."
"Meow."
Chen Changsheng walked towards the well, and the civet cat immediately followed Chen Changsheng.
The old farmer couldn't help but feel surprised when he saw the civet cat following the man obediently.
This cat is really smart.
Generally speaking, the wells in the fields are close to the mountains. Many of them come down from the mountains. In order to facilitate the people working in the fields to drink water, a hole is blocked.
Although this water is not as cool as well water, it is much sweeter.
When he reached the edge of the well, Chen Changsheng stopped, looked at Lihua and said, "Go quickly."
Lihua blinked and looked at him and asked, "Aren't you going to drink?"
"Chen is not thirsty."
"You can't stop drinking water even if you're not thirsty."
"Why don't you feel thirsty..." Chen Changsheng paused and suddenly changed his words: "Chen thinks what Lihua said is very reasonable."
The raccoon cat hummed twice and said proudly: "Of course!"
Then it waggled its tail and went to the well to drink water.
Chen Changsheng picked up some of it with his hand, brought it to his mouth and took a sip.
Such a sweet taste enters your mouth.
Chen Changsheng, who was not thirsty at first, seemed to be thirsty, so he took another handful and drank it.
He couldn't help but feel a little strange, and at the same time he began to reflect.
It seems that I have missed a lot of things over the years. These trivial feelings are also particularly important and are also part of spiritual practice.
Just like this handful of landscape, it is a rare treasure.
Chen Changsheng breathed a sigh of relief, looked at the civet cat and said, "Thank you civet cat."
"Huh?" Lihua blinked and said, "Why are you thanking me?"
Chen Changsheng smiled and said: "If it weren't for civet flowers, Chen wouldn't be able to drink such sweet water."
The civet cat was a little puzzled and asked: "The water can't escape, so why can't I drink it?"
Chen Changsheng touched its head and said, "It's different."
"Don't touch Li Hua's head."
Li Hua hid aside.
Chen Changsheng retracted his hand and said: "Chen forgot it for a moment, so he must pay attention next time."
"Um."
Lihua nodded and continued to drink water.
Chen Changsheng stood by the well, and the moment of coolness seemed to wash away his fatigue from the journey. This feeling was excellent and rare.
Almost missed it.
The civet cat finished drinking the water and asked, "Are we still leaving?"
Chen Changsheng said: "This is Chen's hometown. I will rest here today."
"What is the old place? Is it very good? Will growing dried fish grow?"
"Dried fish won't grow. The old place means a former residence, or an old place."
"oh."
The civet cat was no longer interested.
Chen Changsheng walked forward and walked onto the avenue. After walking for a while, Chen Changsheng saw a place where rotten wood was piled up.
Chen Changsheng stopped and took a look.
Lihua asked: "Why don't you leave?"
Chen Changsheng pointed to these tattered pieces of wood and said: "This used to be a tea shop. When Chen left here for the first time, the shopkeeper served me a bowl of tea and mistakenly thought that Chen was a scholar rushing to take the exam."
Li Huamao looked around and said in confusion: "But Li Huamao didn't see any store."
"It's no longer here."
Chen Changsheng said: "The store owner left many years ago, and no one took care of the place. It quickly fell into disrepair after it lost its popularity. The wood rotted due to wind and rain, and it fell down. So this place became a mess."
They are getting shorter every year, and now they have all fallen into the ground.”