I am going to live forever in the world of mortals

Chapter 4 Is it the wind, or the heart?

Zhang Xiuyuan couldn't help laughing when he saw the little junior sister who left in shame and indignation, prepared tea by the table, and soon saw Tong Yongzhou coming out of the master's Hall of Mental Cultivation from the window.

He went out to meet him, bowed his hands and greeted: "Senior Brother Tong, the tea is ready, why don't you drink a cup of tea to warm yourself up?"

Seeing this, Tong Yongzhou bowed his hands in return, and nodded quite freely. "Thank you, Junior Brother."

Zhang Xiuyuan saw that his hands were still trembling when he bowed his hands in return, sighed secretly in his heart, turned sideways and led him to his house to take a seat.

Seeing that his expression was free and easy, not as sad and sad as when he came here, he felt suspicious, poured some tea and asked: "Senior Brother Tong, have you gained anything from this trip?"

"Have!"

Tong Yongzhou nodded, picked up the teacup tremblingly, took a sip of the floating leaves, and then joked with a smile: "Not only is there, but also a lot of harvest~"

"Oh?"

Zhang Xiuyuan was surprised when he heard the words, and subconsciously glanced at his hand, "But Master is going to help Senior Brother Tong treat his hand disease?"

"Master saw me, but he didn't help me cure my hand disease."

Tong Yongzhou shook his head with a wry smile, and said with emotion: "I haven't seen you for many years, the master is far from the master in my impression, it's like two different people, even..."

He paused, glanced at the direction of the Hall of Mental Cultivation outside the window, and said softly with some palpitations: "It's even a little scary."

"..."

Zhang Xiuyuan was silent when he heard the words.

He also knew that his master had changed a lot in recent years, and it would not be an exaggeration to say that they were different, especially when he was hysterical, his hideous attitude was strange and frightening even to disciples like him who had been serving him for more than ten years.

But he still understood the reason why a child shouldn't slander the teacher, so he changed the subject and asked: "Then why did senior brother Tong say that this trip has been very rewarding?"

"Because I figured it out..."

Tong Yongzhou took a long breath of relief, and explained: "On the way to the Hall of Mental Cultivation, I suddenly realized something, I figured it out, and I saw it."

"Have you figured it out? Have you seen it too?"

Zhang Xiuyuan frowned when he heard the words, thinking of what he said, "I suddenly realized something on the way to the Hall of Mental Cultivation", my heart jumped suddenly.

"Yes~"

Tong Yongzhou nodded slightly, and explained with a smile: "On the way to the Hall of Mental Cultivation, I was thinking, if Master is willing to help me, how should I deal with myself? If Master doesn't want to help me, how should I deal with myself?
What do I care about are my hands?Or is it the false name of being honored as a genius doctor?Or can't see those poor people suffering from illness?

Then, I suddenly figured it out...

Whether Master wants to see me, whether he wants to help me when he sees me, or even whether he succeeds in helping me is not in my control.

And I'm afraid that what I care about is not my own hands and that little reputation, but that I can't see the suffering in the world.

Master is willing to see me and help me, which is naturally the best, and I can still continue to practice medicine after I become a doctor.

Even if the master is not successful, it doesn't matter. I have practiced medicine for many years, and I have accumulated some experience. When I go back, I will recruit disciples and pass on the experience of practicing medicine.

If I can't cut the pulse, I will teach them to do it. If I can't do acupuncture, I will teach them to do it. If I can't grasp the medicine, I will let them do it.

At that time, someone will practice medicine for me, and someone will eliminate the suffering in the world for me. What else can I be dissatisfied with? "

"..."

Zhang Xiuyuan responded silently...

Even though his hands were crippled and his life was not going well, he still couldn't see the suffering in the world. The benevolence of the doctor is nothing better than this.

How sad is it that such a kind person and such a great doctor have their medical career ruined by villains?How hateful is that evil thief?
He pondered for a while, and said with relief: "Brother Tong has a benevolent heart, maybe there are other ways to heal your hand disease."

"maybe…"

Tong Yongzhou smiled indifferently, and said very freely: "But it has been delayed for more than a year, and I don't bother to look for it anymore. I guess it will be like this in this life."

After finishing speaking, he drank the tea in the cup, stood up, cupped his hands and said with a smile: "Thank you for your hospitality, my brother, I have the audacity to borrow an umbrella from my brother."

"Senior Brother Tong calls me Junior Brother, so how can we talk about borrowing?"

Zhang Xiuyuan also saw his intention to go, got up to find an oiled paper umbrella, opened it outside the door and said, "Senior Brother Tong, let me give it to you."

"I appreciate the kindness of junior brother."

Tong Yongzhou also saw that he was worried that his hand would not be able to hold the umbrella, so he took the umbrella from his side and joked with a smile: "Although my hand is trembling, it is not to the point where I can't hold the umbrella."

"But this mountain road is slippery..."

"This mountain road, I have walked no less than you~"

"..."

Zhang Xiuyuan was dumbfounded.

Thinking about it, Tong Yongzhou was one of the first group of disciples who worshiped Taixu Temple among his peers, and he returned to vulgarity when he was over thirty years old. At that time, Taixu Temple had not closed the mountain gate, so this mountain road is not the road of his dreams.

"Go away~"

Tong Yongzhou stepped into the rain with an umbrella, looked back and said with a smile: "If junior brother goes down the mountain to the city, you can come to my Tongjia Medical Center to sit."

Zhang Xiuyuan cupped his hands, and replied: "If I have time, I will go to Senior Brother Tong to ask for a cup of tea."

"Sweep the bed and wait~"

Tong Yongzhou laughed, turned around and left after speaking.

His back gradually disappeared into the misty rain, and his free and easy voice could be vaguely heard: "I have been worrying and worrying for more than a year, and I want to stop my attachment for a moment, that's all~ that's all~"

"On the way to the Hall of Mental Cultivation, I became enlightened, worried and worried for more than a year, and I stopped thinking about it for a moment..."

Seeing Tong Yongzhou's back going away, Zhang Xiuyuan thought to himself that it was the time when his little turtle absorbed the 'mortal world'.

The obsession for more than a year, if you say it is broken, it will be broken, and if you understand it, you will understand it. There must be some connection between the two!
'Mountain and sea picture scroll, cause and effect... cause and effect...'

Frowning slightly, Zhang Xiuyuan went back to the room and sat at the table, watching the misty rain outside the window and the banyan tree with swaying branches and leaves while drinking tea, he didn't know whether his heart was moving or the wind was moving.

This world is very strange, in some respects it resembles the ancient times in his previous life history, but not completely.

For example, the current dynasty is called 'Great Yuan', and its Taizu destroyed the Song Dynasty and established the country, and the people of the time were still martial, which is indeed somewhat similar to the Yuan Dynasty in his previous history.

But the difference is that this 'Great Yuan' was not founded by nomads, and it has existed for more than 300 years.

Although Dayuan has been plagued by natural disasters in recent years, and there was a rebellion more than ten years ago, and the taxation and corvee are extremely heavy today, it seems that it has reached the end of the dynasty, but the strange thing is that its national fortune is still strong.

weird...

What's even more strange is that people at that time still favored martial arts, and this "martial arts" really had the ability to open monuments and smash stones, and fly over eaves and walls.

Zhang Xiuyuan once witnessed with his own eyes that his master led him to leap tens of feet, stepping on a tree, and slashing a large bluestone on the mountain with a sword, the incision was as smooth as a mirror.

I also personally witnessed that my master's personality changed drastically in order to solve Xianyuan. His hair was disheveled like crazy, and he was talking like hysteria...

In this world, there are still immortals?
Xian, he has never seen it before, but he knows that the gold content of his master's so-called "innate master" can make him pursue the "immortal fate" that he has been pursuing for more than ten years like a day, presumably there is...

People, the more you lack something, the more you want to have something.

Master Zhang Yangming is like this, so is he.

Perhaps it was because of being too social at work in the previous life, Zhang Xiuyuan's leisure and elegance were buried in his dreams by that doggy boss, and only when he went to a friend's place to taste new tea did he feel like a human being again.

It only took him a few short years from the discomfort when he first came to this world, to gradually adapting to this world, and then gradually liking the poor life in Taixu Temple.

That's right, I like it...

Although the master Zhang Yangming suffered from hysteria, he did not pass down any miraculous skills, but there are countless classics in the Taoist Jingge about piano, chess, calligraphy, painting, poetry, rhythm and so on.

Arty or elegant, pass the time worth mentioning.

During these years in Taixuguan, he studied piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, and studied the rhythm of poetry in his spare time. He never felt bored, on the contrary, he enjoyed it.

Today, the sudden appearance of the picture scroll of mountains and seas is like throwing a stone into a calm lake, causing ripples on the surface of the lake, and his heart is the same...

Just as he was staring at the misty rain outside the window, he suddenly heard an old voice in his ear: "Why are you distracted?"

Zhang Xiuyuan came back to his senses in a jerk, and turned around only to find an old man in a tattered gray Taoist robe standing behind him.

The old man was disheveled, his face was gloomy, and his pool-like eyes were filled with a layer of fine bloodshot eyes, which looked a little scary.

Zhang Xiuyuan couldn't help but feel nervous when he saw the visitor, he got up and saluted...

"Master."

(End of this chapter)