Although Zhang Yu saw the teacher again, things had changed and before he knew it, more than forty years had passed.
There was more than one person in the thatched cottage, and many people brought baskets of fruits and vegetables and bowed to him to say goodbye.
This should be because the town was threatened by supernatural forces, so the residents in the town were preparing to move away.
There were also some people who came to say goodbye, some of whom were also his students.
In the past, there were hundreds of people in the town who studied here, but they usually studied for a few years. When they were a little older, they went to Fuzhong Social School to study. If they were successful in their studies, they went to Ruiguang. Most of them went to Ruiguang.
Either he came back to farm or work as a town official.
These people didn't have many interactions with him, because he was taught alone at the beginning.
After this scene lasted for more than ten days, no one came again. Through the back of the teacher standing on the hill, you can see that the entire town became empty as the townspeople left...
Half a month later, the teacher went to the back room, tidied up, and two days later, picked up a suitcase, a scribe's sword, a bow and arrow, and a quiver, and left here. Before leaving,
, and stopped to look back somewhere in the house.
Zhang Yu noticed, however, that the direction the teacher was looking was exactly where he often studied.
The teacher watched for a moment, then closed the door and left.
Zhang Yu watched his figure walking down the hill and followed him. After leaving the town, the originally smooth and compact road gradually became muddy.
It started to rain lightly on the way, and it had been like this for several days. The teacher was walking along the post station originally established by the Protectorate, and looked in the direction of the dense forest.
Most of these inns are abandoned, but they were originally built for military use, so they are very solid and often used as a hunting stop for the townspeople. There are also various spare items stored by the townspeople.
For more than ten days in a row, the teacher walked along this route, eating some steamed buns and dried meat to satisfy his hunger. Occasionally he would make a fire to cook some dried vegetables he brought with him. Usually when he rested, he would stop to write some articles, and then he would
Continue on your way.
Zhang Yu followed silently. On this day, the rain started to rain unknowingly, and the teacher also went to a pavilion with a large area to take shelter from the rain.
He saw the teacher waiting for the rain to stop and then came to a large monument in Tingyi.
This is the earliest Dingdao stele left by the Protectorate. This should also be the farthest northwest boundary that the soldiers of the Protectorate visited in the past, and annihilated a tribe of cannibal gods with thousands of people here.
Because of the support of the supernatural gods, these divine descendants had good fighting ability. These soldiers spent a lot of effort, so they finally inscribed the monument to remember it.
The teacher went to take a shower first, then took out a pen and dipped it in lacquer ink, and re-drew the inscription on the inscription that was not very clear. After finishing, he packed up his belongings and hit the road again.
Zhang Yu walked to the monument at this moment. No one has been here since then. More than 40 years have passed, and the traced handwriting on it has faded again.
He stood still for a moment and wrote down the content above. Then he stretched out his hand and traced the profound writings one by one. Soon, the words on the tablet became as clear as before.
Looking up again, I saw that the teacher's figure had gone far away, but he waved his sleeves and stepped behind to keep up.
After more than ten days, the teacher arrived in a valley. There were actually hundreds of Tianxia people living here, as well as several times that number of natives. These people seemed to have known about his arrival, and they were worried about his arrival.
He was very welcoming.
Judging from the conversation, it seems that the garrison was left behind in the early days and was responsible for wiping out the last remnants of the indigenous people. However, they did not go back later, but moved here.
Zhang Yu can also understand why these people don't go back, because the four seasons here are like spring, the land is fertile, and most of the people have married and had children with the indigenous people because they were stationed here, and during that period of time, because of the Shenwei Army, the governor's mansion
There are many conflicts, so hiding here can be considered as avoiding those disputes.
He watched silently. This teacher stayed here for about twenty years, teaching writing to the descendants of the soldiers. Later, people from outside came to find him, and people in the valley left here one after another. This should be
The Protectorate found Tianxia again, and the news spread here, so he chose to leave the valley.
He paid attention to the teacher again. Even though twenty years had passed, this teacher's figure was still upright. After most people chose to leave, this teacher also went deep into the dense forest.
In the next twenty years or so, he followed this man's footsteps and passed through one indigenous tribe after another. He watched this man teach these indigenous people the Tianxia writing and etiquette, and also imparted a lot of useful knowledge.
There is the influence of the turbid tide in the dense forest of Dongting. It is usually difficult to look back to the past. Fortunately, his Taoism is now extremely profound and he has mastered the seal of the avenue. Moreover, this teacher does not have any supernatural power, so he can still see
Find out this person's whereabouts.
He also noticed one thing. Although the teacher had visited many indigenous tribes for more than 20 years, none of the indigenous tribes harbored any ill will towards him, and he was not disturbed by any poisonous insects, beasts or even supernatural beings during this period.
This looked a bit unbelievable. So he guessed that this teacher must have some kind of protection.
As time went by, those flashback scenes were getting closer and closer to the time he was living in, and he knew that he was about to catch up.
On this day, Zhang Yu followed the teacher's footsteps and came to a vine house. As he walked to the house, a gust of wind blew by, and the green gourds on the vines swayed.
He turned his head towards the mountain. There was a less obvious path. He turned and walked along it. Halfway up the mountain, at a place with a gurgling stream, he saw an old man carrying a medicine basket and a medicine hoe on his back.
On one side, he was sipping water and drinking.
Gu/span> This is a very healthy old man, wearing a green turban and short shirt, with half black and half white hair and beard. He looks thin, but his eyes are very bright.
Zhang Yu slowly walked up and stood opposite the stream.
The old man noticed something and looked up. After seeing him, he was a little surprised. He looked at him again, and his eyes immediately showed joy and said, "Is this the young man?"
Zhang Yu raised his sleeves, bowed deeply to him and said, "Student Zhang Yu, I have met the teacher."
Tao Sheng stood up, bowed his head, and said in a gentle voice, "I read your article in Dongting. It is interesting and contains truth, but it is not preachy. It makes people think and wake up. This is what we should write."
Have you written any more articles recently?"
Zhang Yu replied truthfully, "Since the student returned to Tianxia, he has devoted himself to practice and rarely writes anymore."
Tao Sheng nodded and said, "Although it is a pity, cultivating Taoism is also knowledge. Learning it well will be more useful to Tianxia. As long as you live up to what you have learned, it is good."
Zhang Yu said, "The student has written it down."
Tao Sheng smiled and said, "I used to be your teacher, but now that you have become a talented person, I hope I can learn something from you." He picked up the medicine basket on his back, picked up the medicine hoe, and said, "You and I
Teachers and students haven't seen each other for a long time, so let's go to my dormitory and catch up on old times."
Zhang Yudao said hello.
Tao Sheng walked first and said, "Follow me."
Zhang Yu followed. He remembered that Teacher Tao Sheng was already over ninety years old, but his legs and feet were still very flexible when climbing over mountains and rivers.
Not long after, the two came to an open flat land halfway up the mountain and saw a suspended vine house spanning between two big trees. The house was over six feet long, so it was not an exaggeration to call it a vine bridge.
Tao Sheng said, "Have you just seen the vine house at the foot of the mountain? It was built when I came here before. It is relatively simple. Now that I live here, it is difficult for you to find it."
He stepped forward and climbed the tree, his movements were actually very vigorous.
The clouds and mist rose under Zhang Yu's feet and slowly floated up.
Tao Sheng was not surprised when he saw it. He just smiled. After arriving in the cane house, he put down the medicine hoe and medicine basket and said, "This house was built for me by the indigenous students here. It is quite ingenious. It's just that they stayed in it."
This is what I've seen in a lifetime.
I teach here, and I don’t expect to change them. I just want them to know that even if they just stand there, they can understand the vastness of the world, instead of looking at the sky from a well. That is enough."
Zhang Yu took note of what Tao Sheng had done along the way and said, "Teacher has done enough."
Tao Sheng smiled and said, "I'm just a teacher. What I can do is limited. As for the rest, I have to leave it to you. If you do it from generation to generation, there will always be changes."
Zhang Yu nodded. He noticed that even though he hadn't seen him for so many years, the teacher still spoke in a straight and clear tone without any slang.
Tao Sheng poured a cup of tea and handed it to him and said, "This is a tea tree grown in the mountains, and it is made from the streams in the mountains. It is not as good as Tianxia tea, so don't dislike it."
Zhang Yu took it with both hands. After Tao Sheng sat down, he sat down, reached out and took out dozens of scrolls from a ball of light, placed them on the table aside, and said, "Students come to the door, too.
I brought some gifts and I know that the teacher doesn’t like vulgar things. This is a painting made by a student when he was traveling around Tianxia. It should still be eye-catching. Please take a look at it, teacher.”
Tao Sheng showed a look of joy and said, "Then let's take a closer look."
He stood up and opened the paintings one by one. Zhang Yuzhi's brushes were majestic and magnificent, and the texture was huge. He described each scene with great vigor, and the pictures were so real that it made people feel that they were immersed in the scene.
Tao Sheng was also filled with admiration.
The teacher and student compared the scenery, asked and answered questions, and talked enthusiastically for a long time. At this time, the sky was getting dark. Tao Sheng glanced outside and said, "Young man, you came to find me. You will have nothing to do. Let's talk about it."
Bar."
Zhang Yu did not hide it, saying, "The student knows the teacher's thoughts and should not disturb the teacher, but there is one thing that perhaps only the teacher knows."
Tao Sheng said, "Say."
Zhang Yudao: "Teacher knows that the student was raised by his adoptive father since he was a child. Since he embarked on the path of spiritual cultivation, he has never seen him again. Does the unknown teacher know the whereabouts of the student's adoptive father?"
