Hearing this, the old man suddenly stood up and looked at Han Ming1 with an unexpected look. (.) Baidu search: Read novels
It seems that Han Ming will be reexamined from head to toe.
Han Ming was not afraid of him looking straight, so he straightened his back and stood proudly between heaven and earth.
The old man nodded repeatedly, and said ok every time he nodded.
The turbid eyes seemed to have begun to become clearer.
"Good boy!"
Han Ming smiled slightly.
The old man nodded and said, "It's OK.
Over the years, you are the first wonderful person to make me old man excited.
You say that the human heart is the most difficult disease to cure.
I can't heal your heart.
Then what do you want to ask for me again?”
Han Ming smiled and said, "Human hearts cannot be cured by pharmacists.
So this is not the purpose of my visit to you this time.
You asked me the question just now, but I didn't answer it.
In my opinion, everyone is a doctor.
Sometimes, some outsiders are needed to help them heal 1.
But sometimes, those diseases must be treated by themselves.
The key is to see if you want a doctor or not.
The younger generation is incapable of courage and is treating various difficult diseases for the world.
But after all, a person's power is limited, and I understand this very well.
So come to find help from seniors.
It originally had only one purpose, but now it has become two.
One is to ask you to watch my potion formula.
One is to ask you to teach me about music.”
The old man laughed: "You are very greedy. Is this the terminal illness you mentioned?"
Han Ming also smiled calmly: "Of course it's.
My heart is harder than anyone else.
There are too many diseases that are repeatedly entangled together, so many that they cannot start.
Only when this world is healed can I heal.
If you can satisfy my wish, you will solve some of my heart problems.
Then, wouldn’t it cure part of my heart, and that is, healing people’s hearts.
Isn’t this healing people’s hearts more than treating death?”
Who is Han Ming?
That's a guy who has experienced strong storms and looks at the cold world.
A clever tongue can no longer be used to describe him.
There are many things that you don’t experience in person, even if you have a hundred tongues.
It's not as good as a great enlightenment.
The most straightforward words are not done by sophistry.
But the truth.
If the truth is made, why bother to worry?
Even if it is told in a leisurely manner, it can be like a steel needle, only penetrate the depths of people's hearts.
It makes you unable to refute it and convinces you.
On the other hand, he is sharp-tongued, but he seems really superficial.
The old man couldn't stop smiling: "What a brilliant boy.
You are speechless to me by the old man.
It is difficult to heal death, but it is even more difficult to heal people's hearts.
How can you push the old man into this situation?”
Han Ming smiled and replied: "If you can't retreat, you can move forward."
The old man nodded: "Okay, I can't tell you, stay.
In ten days, I will teach you about music.”
Han Ming said in surprise: "Ten days? Is ten days enough?"
The old man smiled and said, "What I taught you is not ordinary music.
But the invisible rhythm, just like you said.
The profound meaning it represents is exactly the same as ancient texts.
It took me thousands of years to understand this before I could understand this.
Since you can hear my music, it means you have this enlightened heart.
Ten days and ten years are actually the same.
If you learn it, maybe you can't even play the most ordinary piano.
But it can make the most wonderful sound in the world.
If you can't learn it, it will be useless even if you live here for a lifetime."
The old man looked up at Yese: "It's getting late, it's time to rest.
There is a wooden ladle in the water tank next to it. I went to water the medicine field and then I took a break after I finished it."
The old man wrapped his clothes and walked into the thatched hut.
Han Ming clenched his fists excitedly, thinking that this was fine.
Although this old man is still unwilling to read the formula, he is at least willing to teach me music knowledge.
After I study it carefully, I can complete the magic scroll completely.
By then, this amazing invention will surely shock everyone!
Carry the water tank up and go to the edge of the stream and soak it directly into the water tank.
Then I carried the water tank to the medicine field, dug out a scoop of water with a wooden scoop and started watering.
This is a meticulous job.
Han Ming knew that to be recognized by the elderly, he had to be careful.
Every herb here should be very delicate.
If you pour a can of water out directly, it will probably ruin some unique herbal medicines.
At this moment, I could only squat down slowly and follow the gaps of various herbs to merge the water in the scoop into a stream of thin streams.
Slowly pour down along the gap.
And Han Ming found that the demand for water for these different herbs is also completely different.
Even every two herbs require a completely opposite amount of water.
There is a red sap flower and fruit that needs to be injected with a lot of water to water.
A purple broad-leaved clover next to it only requires a small amount of clean water.
If there are too many, I am afraid that the herb will ulcerate immediately.
With appropriate amount of control, the jing is so thin that it makes the scalp numb.
Han Ming thought to himself that Lao Investment didn't want me to sleep at all.
The old man looked at Han Ming’s careful and serious movements in front of the window frame, nodded with satisfaction, and then turned over to the bamboo bed to rest.
Early the next morning, the old man walked out of the thatched hut and stretched.
At this time, Han Ming had just finished watering all the herbs and stretched his waist.
Thanks to his water magician, he was able to master the watering work accurately to a slightest.
Otherwise, most of the herbs will be ruined after the night.
"How can I rest?" the old man asked with a smile.
Han Ming nodded respectfully: "Thank you, Mr. Dibalon."
At this time, Han Ming had already fully understood.
After a whole night of watering, I shuttled back and forth in the medicinal field.
Sniffing the strange fragrance of medicine in your nose, it penetrates into your heart and makes you feel refreshed.
It's more at ease than having a sleep.
What's even more amazing is that Han Ming found that the compatibility between his body and strength increased significantly this night.
Such fine irrigation can temper people's hearts on the one hand, and on the other hand, the fragrance of medicine can heal the human body.
Han Ming's body felt unprecedented comfort.
It seems that the old man asked Han Ming to water the medicinal field, which was also a good intention.
The old man stood in front of the medicine field, stretched his waist and opened his mouth, and a series of strange sounds were sung by him in various voices.
This sound also has no real meaning, nor is it a language used to express meaning.
But Han Ming felt a more accurate meaning from this point of view than what is conveyed by language.
I will tell you in words that the tree in front of you is called a tree. Maybe you will forget it and you must remind me several times before you can remember it.
The sounds sung in this way similar to music have taken root in people's hearts.
One time is enough.
In the mountains, countless birds rushed into the sky, and the sound of beasts rushing back and forth.
It sounds like it's coming here 1,.
The old man bent down and picked some leaves from several herbs in the medicinal field, placed them on a sunken stone and grinded them with a wooden stick.
I brought another white cloth, soaked it in clean water, put the powder in it, and packed it up.
I washed back and forth several times in the stream, and kept wringing the cloth bags, and injecting the dark green liquid into the stream.
At this time, a bird has already arrived and quoted it in the stream.
Soon, countless beasts came and lowered their heads to drink water.
After drinking the water from the medicine spring, the birds and beasts became vibrant.
Several little beasts even came to the thatched hut with all kinds of flowers and fruits in their mouths, threw the flowers and fruits on the ground and turned around and left.
Seeing this magical scene, Han Ming was extremely surprised.
"Come on, have something to eat, the fruits here are very good."
He picked up the flowers and fruits thrown by the little beast on the ground and threw them two to Han Ming.
Han Ming hurriedly took it, put it in his mouth and bit it, and the juice filled his mouth, making it extremely sweet and refreshing.
It seemed that all the filth and things in the whole person's stomach were cleaned up all at once.
The old man smiled and said, "The fragrance of medicine here drifts into the mountains, making the plants here extremely lush.
The flowers bloom and the fruits bear are not ordinary things.
Ordinary people can't eat it, you guys have luck."
Han Ming smiled and finished eating a few fruits.
I was not hungry at first, but after eating these fruits, I felt that my stomach was completely empty.
But I still don't feel hungry.
"Is my mind clear?"
Han Ming nodded: "I'm much more awake."
The old man smiled and said, "Come on, follow me."
The old man had already put on a loose snow-white gown and walked along a small stone road towards a nearby mountain.
Han Ming immediately followed behind.
Walking in the morning breeze and walking among the mountain roads, a comfortable feeling that comes from the heart spreads throughout the body.
Han Ming couldn't help but greedy and took a few sips of clear air, and his whole body felt different immediately.
The old man carried his hands on his back, his steps were vigorous and he walked forward steadily.
Han Ming looked here from time to time and looked at it, feeling intoxicated by the quiet and beautiful scenery here.
Soon, the two gradually approached the top of the mountain.
A round of red rift just rose, and the warm sunshine poured on her body, making people feel as if they were suddenly covered with a thick soft quilt in the cold wind.
"ah……"
Han Ming stretched comfortably and showed a big smiling face.
Standing on the top of the mountain, the old man moved his muscles and sat cross-legged.
"Sit together. No medicine can bring you greater benefits than nature.
This rare scenery and air is not something that anyone has the opportunity to enjoy."
Han Ming agreed with the old man's words very much.
"What does this morning breeze and sunshine make you think of?" the old man asked.
Han Ming shook his head: "It's the morning breeze and the sunshine. Can you think of other things?"
The old man smiled, his mouth squirmed a few times, making a series of strange sounds.
Han Ming suddenly realized that the whole world in front of him had changed.
The mountains and fields are full of flowers.
The flowers bloomed quickly at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the fragrance came and smelled so real.
The Rocky Mountains suddenly became a flower mountain in Han Ming's eyes.
It is so beautiful that it makes people linger.
At this moment, Han Ming suddenly realized in his heart.
It turns out that ancient words bring truth to themselves and to this world.
And the old man's music brings illusion to the world.
Everything in this world is true. Let yourself be sure to believe in your beliefs.
But the love in the world is all illusion.
One is the real thing and the other is the state of mind.
After understanding ancient texts, everything you see is essential.
If the mood is different, the things you see are different.
There is actually no difference between the two.dd