After cleaning up, Huo Junzhong came to the wing room. In half of the room, there were all kinds of roads, most of which were vertical photocopying, and many of them were hand-copied with writing brushes. There were even more than 20 rolls of bamboo rolls and some sheepskins in it, and I don’t know what year they were made.
There is a smell of mildew in the room, but there are no insects and ants. This is luck, otherwise the volume here would have been destroyed.
On the left side of the room, there is a brain with quite good configuration, which is actually a 24-HD touch display multi-core brain processor line external device. However, there is no mobile phone in the village, and there is no network. If it is very fixed, there is also a village head family. Although the brain configuration is good, most functions are not practical because it cannot be connected to the Internet.
Huo Junzhong sat in front of his brain and continued his recent work. It was simple to input these words into his brain.
Most of Huo Junzhong’s input is a single word, but when they are linked together, they are confused, but they just can’t understand the typing, and it doesn’t affect the work. After half-typing, Huo Junzhong stopped and felt a little uneasy. When he came, he didn’t quite believe in this kind of thing. The Americans landed on the moon decades ago, and the China spacecraft successfully landed on the moon last year. The first large-scale human hotel was also started. It is expected that tourists will be received in five years. By then, ordinary people can go to the universe to show their roots. Immortals should be ancient superstitions
It may be a day or a year before his illness is cured by modern science and technology. Actually, Huo Junzhong has heard that it is difficult for nurses to live beyond the age of ten because of his illness. He has been grateful to his mother for giving him life. Dr. Lin also thanked his grandfather for sending himself to this quiet mountain village, otherwise he would have died in the city.
If death has been around since childhood, if you can’t escape, you should summon up your chest to meet it. Huo Junzhong realized this a long time ago, but facing death bravely is not to despise life. Being alive and kicking at such an age is more energetic than yourself. What if Huo Junzhong thinks that if there is such a thing as monasticism in this world?
Although Xu Laodao said that if you follow the path of spiritual practice, you will lose something if you go back. Many important things are about Huo Junzhong, and it seems that you have nothing to lose.
However, Xu Lao Dao is a big confused day. When you wake up, you may not remember talking to yourself tonight, and you may not teach yourself.
Huo Junzhong turned his eyes and looked behind him and smiled. He didn’t teach anything, so he just learned it himself. Anyway, there is a primary school teacher culture in this village. According to Huo Junzhong, that is, the level of kindergarten teachers can’t teach the children anything except literacy. Can the school teach the third grade curriculum? There is nothing in Huo Junzhong every day that doesn’t need to learn exams like teenagers of his age in the city.
I searched in the book and entered it here for a month. Although most of them can’t understand it, Huo Junzhong still understands some of these categories, and I can hear from the usual vain words that he doesn’t think much of most of the roads that pay attention to immortals, do good deeds and accumulate virtue.
Huo Junzhong also gave up these things and put aside some fables that seem to be closer to philosophical theory, as well as all kinds of spells that he couldn’t understand and refined.
Looking around, Huo Junzhong found three, and he thought there was one.
The first is to ascend the scriptures to the west.
One is the nine-turn Dan method
A roll of visual classics
Xi Sheng Jing is a vertical copy of Jiuding Dan’s law. Some words have been blurred by hand, but they are still understandable. The last volume of the sutra is bamboo slips.
Huo Junzhong entered these three volumes into his palm and looked at them. It was almost time to go home. When he returned to his room, he saw Xu Laodao still sleeping, and carefully returned to his boarding master Xie’s home.
Master Xie is also in his sixties and seventies, but he can still do farm work every day. At this time, he is greeting another fellow villager in chess Huojun and returning to his room.
Take out your palm and read the scriptures.
Seeing the first chapter of the Western Ascension Sutra, Huo Junzhong couldn’t help smiling and remembered that he had read an online novel.
Lao Jun Xi Sheng Dao Zhu Gan Hao Gu Xian Sheng.
Doesn’t this mean that after practicing, I went to the west to enlighten India, that is, Buddhism is Taoism. Before that, this was written by online novelists who hated foreign sects of Buddhism. I didn’t expect this to be the meaning of the first chapter of this ancient scripture. It seems that this scripture may have been written when Buddhism first entered.
Reminded Huo Junzhong of the street fight, that you are always my son, which made Huo Junzhong feel interesting and watched it all the way.
See Chapter 26 My life is in my life. I don’t care, I don’t listen, I don’t know that God doesn’t come from the same source, and my heaven and earth are in harmony for a long time, and it doesn’t work for everyone to do good, not to do righteousness, not to do loyalty, not to do respect, not to do love, not to do everything, but to benefit, so it is always indifferent to the road to return, so it is also the name of God and man to light the saint.
HuoJunZhong felt a groggy sleep in the past.
In his sleep, Huo Junzhong felt so confused that he didn’t know that he was drifting to the square, and the mountains, lakes and seas were covered by this layer of fog, such as fish scales, and he couldn’t tell the left and right sides.
In the twilight, Huo Junzhong saw a dragon’s shadow churning and stirring the foggy sea, but he didn’t feel any wind, did you hear it?
"Xiaojun" was as quiet as the world was dead. At this moment, a woman’s voice suddenly sounded in Huo Junzhong’s ear. Huo Junzhong turned around and looked around. A woman waved to him not far away. "I miss you so much." Although it is not clear, this figure is the same as Huo Junzhong’s long-term yearning to see his mother’s image in the photo.
"Mom" Huo Junzhong froze.
"Xiaojun, I miss you so much." The sound is floating in the fog, and Huo Jun’s brain is blank. "Mom" is the greatest person for him. He misses his mother in his dream and tears his pillow many times, but he has never seen her figure in his dream.
Huo Junzhong walked to his mother’s figure step by step, and he forgot everything. He wanted to walk into his mother’s arms and tell his thoughts over the years.
Just as Huo Junzhong was about to go, suddenly a thunderous roar sounded, and a light split the fog and scattered. Huo Junzhong saw that there was a mother in front of him, but a green and inexplicable creature standing like a human being with one leg.
The creature screamed, "You will ruin yourself and ruin my good deeds."
"Monsters dare to get puffed up and roll for me" sounds like thunder rolling over the earth and strong wind, and Huo Jun’s middle shoulder was caught by a big hand. "You are so reassuring not to go back for me." When you throw a big hand, Huo Jun’s intuition makes his head spin and he sits up.
This just now I had a strange dream.
Huo Junzhong shook his head and said to himself, "I must be confused and have such a strange dream."
At this time, the sun has risen, and Master Xie and his daughter-in-law have all gone to their homes. Huo Jun and Master Xie’s granddaughter are ten years old, and Hui Ling Hui Ling Jr. has already cooked the meal. The poor children have been in charge in this small village for a long time, and most girls have learned to boil water and cook at the age of six or seven, so they have to go home. At this age in the city, little girls still don’t understand anything.
Huo Junzhong will give Xie Jia some money every month, which is not too much, but January is almost half a year’s income of Xie Jia. Xie Jia regards Huo Junzhong as a software engineer. After going to the United States, it is very good to show in Silicon Valley. At present, he is a senior executive of a city company. Every month, he will give Huo Junzhong a regular living. The amount of money is not large, but in this small village, it is a family’s income for several years.
It is precisely because of this that Xie Jiari is better than everyone in the village after he comes, even the village head’s family is far from Xie Jia’s. Little Hui Ling sat at the table and blinked his eyes and asked, "Brother Huo is in the market today. Are you going?"
Huo Junzhong shook his head. He didn’t like excitement since he was a child for physical reasons. Besides, it takes dozens of miles to go to the city. It’s too hard for Huo Junzhong. "I’m not going to Hui Ling. Do you want to go?"
Little Hui Ling said, "I’m going to Huo with Sister Lu. Do you know that Sister Lu is getting married?"
Jun Zhong was stunned. Although most of the girls in the small village got married at the age of 15 or 16, those people were unfamiliar and grew up in the metropolis. Huo Junzhong always had a sense of unreality about this kind of thing, but this time it became ridiculous to visit his friends. "It is illegal to get married and they have just passed the age of 15, so they can’t register."
Hui Ling blinked his eyes and asked, "What is registration?"
Huo Junzhong remembered that getting married in different mountain villages in the city is a private matter. Even if you get married, you don’t need to register with the government.
At that time, I couldn’t answer Hui Ling clearly. Huo Junzhong simply didn’t answer, but asked, "Who are their husbands?"
Hui Ling Jr. said at his desk, "I heard that Wu Village people are brothers. They gave Uncle Lu 40,000 yuan as a bride price. They are all in their forties. Brother Huo, will I marry such a person later? Sister Lu doesn’t want to marry me, and I don’t want to marry such a person."
Huo Junzhong jumped up in his forties. The Lujia sisters are only fifteen years old. This is ridiculous. Where is the married root? It has been sold.
Huo Junzhong was very angry. "I went to see Uncle Lu. How could he do this to his daughters? They are human beings and not animals. Does he have any conscience?"

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