Chapter 101 Fate (thanks to the 20,000 starting point coins at the end of ds)
Tianshi Mansion.
The contemporary heavenly master Zhang Ruosu is practicing in seclusion.
Wearing only a plain Taoist robe, he sat cross-legged on a futon in the house. All other things were placed outside the house and left to his disciples to take care of. This is the habit of the old master. Although he usually does not have the airs of his elders and is amiable,
But every month there is dedicated time for practice.
Practice when you practice, and cultivate your mind when you live.
He is not a disciple of the Zhang family.
But he later changed his surname to Zhang.
This means that he surpassed all the disciples of their generation, and even became the direct descendant of the Zhang family. He was included in the door and became the next generation of heavenly masters. This also shows his hard work. In front of his things, a young Taoist sat cross-legged.
I was deep in thought when suddenly my phone flashed.
The young man was surprised and reached out to open his mobile phone. He was taking care of Tianshi's things during this period to avoid missing any news.
The above is from an account called the owner.
Master, is this Master’s Taoist fellow disciple?
Strange title.
The young Taoist priest thought curiously: "Zhang Daoyou, I have obtained Boqi's split soul, but it is a pity that the previous brand has been consumed. In addition, if the Tianshi Mansion has spare power, please pay attention to the changes in the Guishan area of Huaihe River.
"
This is obviously the tone of conversation between ordinary people.
As expected, he was a senior who was over a hundred years old.
Zhang Yun suddenly did not take the liberty to reply to the message for his master. He just wrote down these things silently, and then went to find the uncle who was on duty in the hall. He cupped his hands and said: "Uncle, my master has a Taoist friend named the master of the hall who sent a message saying that we need to
Let’s pay attention to the Huai River Guishan area.”
"Huaishui Turtle Mountain?"
The Taoist was surprised and said: "That place has been the same for nearly a hundred years, so why is it mentioned suddenly?"
Zhang Yun was also puzzled, shook his head and said: "I don't know either, but since he is Master's Taoist friend, then it must be an expert in the game world who noticed something strange and informed Master. Now Master
Zu is in retreat, so it’s up to us to go check on the situation.”
The Taoist on duty thought for a moment, nodded slowly, and said, "That's what you said."
"I will send a disciple over with a magical weapon."
After telling the matter, the Taoist on duty used the magic weapon of Tianshi Mansion to observe the water system, and made predictions according to the stars. He still didn't notice any difference. He shook his head and felt weird in his heart, but he had to put this matter in his heart for the time being.
.
Perhaps this matter is just an agreement between the senior called the master and the master.
These juniors can't understand the mystery.
He touched his gray beard and sighed in his heart.
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Wei Yuan stopped at a pottery hobby studio in Quan City.
He had a nightmare at night and couldn't sleep anyway. He wanted to try to see if he could weaken the influence left on his body through some efforts. Among them, pottery was definitely the best choice. He only discovered it when he went there. I don't know if it was a coincidence or not.
That being said, all the twenty or so people in class today are young and fashionable girls.
He was the only male.
Those girls who looked young and beautiful looked at him curiously. The teacher was a mature, gentle, and elegant woman in her thirties. Her hair was simply combed into a ponytail. She glanced at Wei Yuan in surprise.
Then he smiled and nodded, asked him to sit down, took out a sample, and introduced:
"Today we will teach you how to make a pottery vase. It is relatively simple, elegant and practical. Once it is completely completed, you can take it away and arrange flowers at home, or simply use it as a decoration. It is a good choice."
Wei Yuan looked at the product. It was a very common type of pottery. Comparatively speaking, the sketcher should be very familiar with this kind of thing. After a brief introduction, the teacher began to teach some basic pottery making methods.
After that, it’s time to create freely.
Everyone has his own workbench, which has many tools, such as pottery wheels, turntables, and various cutting and hollowing tools. They are densely packed and look very professional.
Wei Yuan almost didn't miss a word while listening. With his current control over his body, he could easily complete these uncomplicated techniques. However, when he actually got started, the courses he had heard before were still as modern as
All his pottery skills were forgotten.
The body moves one step earlier.
Yu Xuesong walked among the students and corrected some common mistakes.
Even if it is just a trial class for online shopping, she is attentive and serious enough.
Although most people come here just to experience pottery as a hobby and will rarely do it a second time, the content taught today is very basic, and with the complete tools, it is easy to produce results.
Even if there are various shortcomings and problems, at least it looks like a piece of pottery, and it will have a sense of accomplishment. This is enough. This sense of accomplishment can leave some people to experience it for the second time, and there will be a small period of time afterwards.
Some people are truly interested in pottery, which may be the value of this job beyond money.
Pottery and pottery have been with people for a long time.
But now it has gradually disappeared from most people's lives.
As a pottery worker, Yu Xuesong was somewhat disappointed by this, and pointed out the loopholes made by a girl. She suddenly heard a surprised exclamation, and subconsciously turned her head to look at the only person sitting on the edge.
A male student.
Then his eyes widened.
Ceramics has developed over a long period of time, and there are many auxiliary tools in modern times. However, she saw that the young man who came to experience gave up those tools and only used the fast wheel to draw the embryo. A pottery appeared naturally and smoothly.
He put it in his hands, then modified it with his fingers and carved the texture with a wooden knife.
The hand was very steady, even terrifyingly steady in her opinion.
All the movements are leisurely, without any superfluity, almost like art.
The young man making pottery was concentrating on it and his expression was meticulous.
Yu Xuesong was a little absent-minded. At that moment, she almost felt that she had met her teacher, the old man who had studied pottery all his life. The same meticulousness, the same concentration and gentleness. No, more than that, there was a faint feeling in Yu Xuesong's heart that she was not like herself.
Believable knowledge.
It was as if the respected elder seemed inferior in front of this young man.
Just like those great masters in legend.
But he is obviously still so young...
She subconsciously covered her mouth to prevent herself from screaming and disturbing the other party.
What appeared in the hands of the other party was a simple but primitive pottery, which was completely different from the one used for display. The style of this pottery was strong and primitive, with quite impactful beauty. Both the curvature and the patterns on it were extremely natural.
It seems to be formed naturally, and has a sense of mystery that is different from this era.
It's almost a work of art.
She couldn't help but wanted to speak, but suddenly she found the very young man looking at the pottery blankly.
I don't know when I burst into tears.
Wei Yuan looked at the pottery that almost appeared naturally in his hand. A sadness that even he could not describe suddenly emerged. Tears appeared almost uncontrollably, and then he lost consciousness. He came back to his senses and used his cuffs to
Wiped away tears.
Suddenly hearing the clicking sound of a mobile phone taking pictures, Wei Yuan turned around and saw Yu Xuesong taking a picture of his pottery. The latter smiled sheepishly and said: "...This is really beautiful, and it seems to be very ancient.
That style, are you not a beginner?"
Wei Yuan was silent for a moment, then replied with a smile: "That's right."
When he looked at this pottery, he seemed to see Yuan's youth and Yuan's old age.
Yu Xuesong would feel that none of his teachers could compare to him. It was normal. People in this era only regarded pottery as a hobby, but in the Age of Gods, this was Yuan's life...
Wei Yuan suddenly stretched out his hand and smashed the pottery he had just finished.
Yu Xuesong was startled, and then looked at the pottery with some regret. Wei Yuan took a deep breath. He originally said that after making the pottery, he would give it to Jue as a vase, but now it seems that it is not easy to give it as a gift. He has not yet
Be mentally prepared to say something.
Wei Yuan stood up to say goodbye, and after giving a five-star review, he came out of the ceramics studio.
Looking at the sunshine outside, he pursed his lips. Yuan's remaining memories and experiences caused him considerable trouble now, and it was obviously more serious than he imagined.
Relying on spiritual practice and meditation, increasing one's self should be able to weaken this effect, but Wei Yuan felt that it would be better if he saw a psychiatrist.
After returning to the museum, I turned on my computer and revisited the largest mental hospital in Gangnam Province.
Click on the appointment section and ask customer service. After carefully analyzing the cost-effectiveness and comprehensive patient reviews on the Internet, Wei Yuan chose a top student who was said to be from a prestigious school and had studied abroad as his psychiatrist and made an appointment.
time.
Although the hospital is in Yingtianfu, modern transportation is extremely developed.
It's not too troublesome.
Soon, Wei Yuan's phone received a text message informing him that the appointment was successful. He looked at the photo of the doctor on the website. It was a young woman with short hair, a delicate and gentle face, and her expression and smile gave people a sense of peace.
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My name is Wang Qi.
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After get off work, Yu Xuesong saw off the last batch of students.
Exhausted, she sat down to rest, opened her phone and played for a while. Suddenly she remembered the young man she met today and his obviously antique-style pottery. She felt fresh and sent the photo to her classmates.
In the group.
In fact, she studied sculpture art at the Academy of Fine Arts for her undergraduate degree, and then switched to ceramics.
After graduation, the classmates in the group rarely chatted. She waited for a while with interest, but still had no answer. She lamented that everyone's feelings had faded after graduation, so she didn't pay too much attention to it, packed her things and went home.
After taking a shower and lying lazily on the sofa, the screen of my phone flashed twice.
It was the respected old professor in my memory.
"Who did this?"
PS: Thank you for the 20,000 starting coins at the end of ds, thank you~