Mage Wuxin never grows old and never dies.
In this way, he seems to be like a god, but in fact he has no supernatural powers, just not old, just not dead. Like mortals, he needs to eat when he is hungry, drink when he is thirsty, wear clothes when he is cold, and rest when he is tired. So in his boundless life, the most important thing is to try to survive. Of course, he can live without eating, drinking, clothing, or sleeping. However, the feeling of hunger and cold is too uncomfortable, and it continues for a long time without beginning and end, so that Master Wuxin thinks that he has fallen into the Avici Hell.
Master Wuxin doesn’t know where he came from and where he’s going. He can’t remember the past that was too long ago. He seems to have landed from the sky to the world, and no one will care about him after landing. He is immortal, has no soul, and has only an immortal body.
Because the hair can only grow to the length of the eyelashes at most, so Wuxin has been a monk for most of his years. Being a monk is a better job than a coolie. He claimed to be able to recite sutras, to fortune-telling, to read Feng Shui, and to drive away demons and hunt ghosts. Among them, chanting scriptures is true, driving demons and catching ghosts is true, fortune-telling is all nonsense, and looking at Feng Shui is nonsense. With the above few stunts, he lived for thousands of years in a daze, and at the end of his life, he was tired of living and didn’t want to live anymore.
Master Wuxin’s skin is very decent, with fair skin, thick eyebrows, and slightly sunken eye sockets. Due to the long-term reluctance to live, his eyes are also melancholy and moving. He thinks he is handsome, but it is rare to have love, because he has no hometown, no origin, no family, no relatives, and he is poor. Based on his qualifications, it seems that he is only suitable to be a son-in-law, but his secret can be hidden for a while, but not for the rest of his life; a son-in-law who will stay young forever is enough to make the Yue family horrified. Moreover, there is no need for a lifetime of time, and the days of getting along day and night are a little longer, and his doubts are enough to make the family restless inside and outside the house.
Wu Xin once loved to be close to people and wanted to find a girl for company, but as a result, she was exposed for a long time and was burned and beaten many times as a monster. For him, the burning and beating felt the same pain. He was very sad and was also afraid of pain, so he gradually lived in isolation and continued to be his wandering monk.
Probably during the Tongzhi period, Master Wuxin finally fell in love. A seventeen or eighteen-year-old girl fell in love with him, and after knowing all his details, she still loves him. Master Wuxin was so happy that he took off his monk robes and returned to the secular world on the spot, and tucked a fake braid behind his little melon skin hat. After spending fifteen years in the capital with his daughter-in-law, the daughter-in-law became his eldest sister, and the two moved to live in the Zhili area. After another ten years in Wenxian County, Zhili, the daughter-in-law began to look like his mother. Sensing that the neighbors were gossiping, Master Wuxin took his daughter-in-law into the mountain and spent time in isolation. The daughter-in-law finally died of old age and died peacefully and peacefully. With tears in his eyes, Master Wuxin felled a tree to make a coffin. On the day his daughter-in-law was buried, he squatted in front of the grave and covered his eyes with the old handkerchief left by his daughter-in-law.
Actually, eyes are a dispensable thing to him. Every inch of his skin can perceive color and light, air and wind. He raised his hand and swaggered upwards, the soul of his daughter-in-law was lingering, and the summer wind swept across his fingertips.
“Yu’er, let’s go.” He murmured, “Thank you for spending your life with me, thank you.”
The summer breeze is fleeting, and the old handkerchief still has the scent of Yu’er. Master Wuxin was very poor in the mountains, and his usual clothes were too torn to wear, so he had to pull out the old monk’s robe and put it on his body. The afternoon sun shone on him warmly, as if Yu’er stretched out her old and dry hands and caressed his head and face gently.
After eating the last bite of mixed noodles at home, Master Wuxin went down the mountain alone to make a living because he couldn’t bear the hunger.
When he first went up the mountain, Emperor Xuantong had not abdicated; now, when he went down the mountain to inquire, he learned that the President of the Republic of China had changed several times. Sitting on the street to set up a fortune-telling stall, he planned to fool some money to buy steamed buns to eat, but everyone on the street saw his young face and agreed that he was still a young man and would be a fart.
Mage Wuxin lost his business and instead wanted to drive away demons and hunt ghosts. But in the town, the world is peaceful and there are no ghosts. In desperation, he had to endure hunger and set foot on the road, going straight to the nearby Wenxian County. Unexpectedly, halfway through, he unexpectedly got a companion.
My companion is a seventeen-year-old girl, surnamed Li, and her first name is Crescent Moon. The crescent moon was born with a beautiful neck, flowing shoulders, and a willow waist. The figure is more beautiful than the face, of course, the face is not ugly, with bright eyes and white teeth, big braids, and a clean and smart appearance. Crescent Moon escaped privately from home because her parents wanted to give her to the creditor to be the eighth concubine. The creditors are all sixty-two, half wrinkled and half numb, full of yellow horse teeth. Crescent Moon couldn’t sit still and wait for marriage, so taking advantage of the dark night, he packed up a small bag and ran away.
Crescent Moon’s family relocated from outside the customs, and the girls in the family were reluctant to bind their feet. Crescent Moon does habitual chores on weekdays, has a strong body, and has a pair of big feet, so she can run very well. It was dawn in the early morning, and there were only her and Wuxin on the small road leading to Wenxian. She came well prepared, and while walking, she took out a stick of noodles from her bag and ate it bit by bit. Wuxin followed him not far or near, because he hadn’t seen the dry food for a few days, so he was drooling, wishing he could rob him on the spot.
However, in the end, he didn’t really grab it, because the crescent moon had waited for him to see a certain level, so he took the initiative to break off half a piece of nest and hand it to him: “Master, eat it.”
Wuxin hasn’t pretended to be a monk for decades, and is almost unfamiliar with the Buddhist name. Smiling at the crescent moon, he took the wotou and stuffed it into his mouth. And Crescent Moon glanced at him, then turned to the front, and for some reason, a burst of distress suddenly appeared.
Then she laughed at herself, because she was unable to protect herself, and she still had the leisure to feel sorry for passers-by.
Inadvertently, he devoured Wotou, stretched out his tongue and licked the scum on his lips. Speeding up to keep up with the crescent moon, he finally said, “Thank you, girl.”
Crescent Moon walked forward on her own, and said as she walked: “There is a big temple on the mountain outside Wenxian County. There are many monks in the temple, and they are all very fat. Go and ask, if you can After accepting you, don’t you have a land?”
Wuxin sensed the other party’s good intentions, so they followed closely: “Girl, are you going to Wenxian?”
Crescent Moon looked ahead and nodded blankly. How about when you arrive in Wenxian? she does not know.
Wuxin continued: “I also go to Wenxian County. Wenxian County is very big, and I will definitely be able to get money. When I have money, I will invite you to a banquet in a restaurant.”
Crescent Moon was about to die, but when she heard Wuxin’s promise, she couldn’t help but be stunned for a moment: “You are a monk, do you still want to go to a restaurant?”
Wanxin looked at the crescent moon and smiled noncommittally.
One of the advantages of crescent moon is that although she often feels that she is about to “death of sorrow”, she always has an idea and has never been really worried to death. A penniless big girl, she had to marry an old man to be a concubine when she got home, and she had nowhere to go after leaving home. No matter how she thought about it, she had no way to survive, and she was accompanied by a strange and distressing monk. The monk is so stupid and so good-looking, it made her feel uncomfortable when she saw it. Why is it uncomfortable? Can’t tell. All in all, frustrating.
Crescent Moon has the heart to seek death, and doesn’t care about anything, and tells Wuxin about her origins while walking. Wuxin tilted her head and listened carefully, and when she finished speaking, the two also arrived at the gate of Wenxian County.
At this time, the sky was bright, and people came and went in the city gate cave, looking at the girl and monk as a rare pair. Crescent Moon doesn’t even want to live anymore, so naturally she loses her face for the time being. Wuxin, on the other hand, didn’t care at all, and only said to Crescent Moon: “No way.”
Crescent Moon entered the pass at the age of ten, with the imprint of a girl outside the pass on her body and mind, and asked Wuxin, “Why not?”
Wuxin pulled out an old handkerchief from the sleeve of the monk’s robe, stretched out his hands and covered his eyes. Putting a slipknot on both ends of the handkerchief behind his head, he stepped forward and said without looking back: “Not to die, not to worry!”
Crescent Moon caught up with him: “You don’t have eyes, what are you doing?”
Nomind deftly walked around a stone under his feet, and then replied softly: “I’m looking for a way to make money. Otherwise, you have no money, and I have no money. At noon, it’s time to be hungry again!”
Crescent Moon hurriedly said: “I still have a wotou in my bag, half of which can be dealt with at noon – you walk slowly, there is a stinky ditch in front!”
Wuxin ignored her. The long, soft sleeves of the monk’s robe hung down over his hands. He galloped against the Morrowind. The light of the soul hit his face, and when he closed his eyes, he could see how crowded the world was. He didn’t know how long he had walked like this, but his five fingers suddenly folded together. He secretly clenched his fists in his sleeves, and a cold wind swept across his nose.
There is no such thing as a perfect road in the sky, and Wenxian did not disappoint him. Raising his hand and taking off the handkerchief over his eyes, he turned his head to look aside, and found that Crescent Moon had already been chasing hot sweat. Crescent Moon really doesn’t want to chase him. People all over the street see him and her as crazy, but who will they chase if they don’t chase him? Crescent Moon has no relatives now, and even if he leaves, he also wants to leave him half a nest before leaving.
Turn back to the front and look out. In front of you are two imposing black lacquered gates. The door was closed tightly, and he reached out his hand inadvertently, and suddenly made a loud bang.
The door is dark, and his hands appear to be unusually pale. There was an immediate response from behind the courtyard gate, with an old and tired voice: “Who is it?”
Wuxin answered clearly: “Mage!”
After a loud clang, the door was left open by a large gap. A haggard old man stuck his head out and squinted at Wuxin: “Who?”
Wanxin crossed her hands and looked straight into the old man’s cloudy eyes: “There’s a ghost in your house!”
As soon as these words came out, the old man shivered. An old hand like a dry branch stretched out and grabbed Wuxin’s robe in a panic: “Master, please come in and say – no, no, don’t come in, I’ll go out, I’ll take you to find Master Gu!”