Dialogue in the mountains

Me?

Xia Shang looked around and came to the old man in a daze.

The old man smiled, very kind, giving people a sense of dignity but not majesty. He patted Xia Shang on the shoulder and said, "Come with me."

After that, he walked to a deserted place.

Everyone looked at the old man. No one knew his identity, but his calm and calm demeanor gave people an unfathomable feeling. He must be a person of extraordinary status.

But now the situation is critical. The bandits down the mountain may chase us at any time. They are all demons who kill without blinking an eye!

The fire has burned to his eyebrows, why is this old man still so calm?

Xia Shang frowned and walked behind the old man step by step.

Xia Shang has always had a guess about this old man that he can't say out loud, but he dare not be sure. Seeing him so peaceful, he is more suspicious.

Who is this person?

With my back to the mountain road, there is a cloud of smoke covered by thorns in front of me. I wonder what kind of mountains are hidden deep inside.

Behind me is the mountains and waters of Liuzhuang, some of which are beautiful, with clear waters and vast land.

In front of me are layers of mountains, ups and downs, one higher than the other. As far as the eye can see, there are clouds and mists, and even the scorching sun can't penetrate.

Who would have thought that there are such vast mountains and fields behind Liuzhuang?

However, an old man is standing with his hands behind his back, looking up, and he is standing still in a calm manner.

"Old man, the thieves down the mountain..."

"Xia Shang, right?"

Xia Shang was stunned and replied: "Yes."

"You answered very well just now."

"Old man, you are joking. 'Confucianism' is a thing that changes in thousands of ways. It's just that the understanding is different. There is no good or bad."

"I mean the 'Jiangshan' you mentioned."

"Jiangshan?" Xia Shang was stunned for a long time, and suddenly reacted, "Old man, have you been listening to us?"

The old man turned around and nodded and chuckled: "Is it reasonable for a young woman to take 'Jiangshan' as the topic?"

"'Jiangshan' is the topic asked by the old man?"

The old man could not deny it, and smiled lightly: "Everyone here takes 'Jiangshan' as the topic, either praising the mountains and rivers, or expressing emotions, nothing more than They all overlook the mountains and rivers from the perspective of a king, and think that their poems are soul-stirring and unprecedented. Little do they know that the word "river and mountain" is not something that ordinary people can or dare to mention?

Without being in a high position, you will never feel the beauty, spirit, and heaviness of the country. How can you tell the essence of the word "river and mountain"? Only you, a kid, stand in your position to look at the mountains and rivers, and talk about the ambition to serve the country. If everyone in the Hua Dynasty is like this, why worry about the world not prospering? "

At this point, the old servant behind the old man smiled and interrupted: "Old man, you chat here first, I will be back soon."

The old man nodded calmly: "Don't let anyone disturb my elegant interest today."

The old servant responded and turned to the intersection on the mountain.

At this moment, the crowded place was already in turmoil, and the thieves who came down from the mountain had arrived in front of them, and their cold shouts were clearly visible.

"Run? Do you like running? If anyone dares to move again, I will break one of his legs!"

The white-clothed man cursed and shook his head, exuding a violent aura, as if he didn't care about anyone.

The way up the mountain was very shaky. When the group stood on the top of the mountain and were about to arrest everyone, an old man with a kind face half-crowned in front of more than ten white-clothed people.

The old man seemed calm and weak, and he stood there motionless.

Anyone could easily bypass him and enter the flat land full of tea trees.

However, seeing this old man, all the white-clothed people stopped where they were, stunned and lost their minds.

I don't know why, I always feel that there is an insurmountable mountain in front of me, and it's like an invisible barrier that prevents people from taking another step forward!

The old man smiled, didn't say a word, didn't make a sound, just stood there, like an ordinary old man.

Xia Shang looked behind him, watching the old man's movements, and even he felt an unfathomable sense of pressure. Under this calm back, there seemed to be a huge black hole, and any thoughts that tried to test it would be swallowed by it.

"Don't look, let's continue chatting." The old man smiled and patted Xia Shang's shoulder again, then stood with his hands behind his back, and continued to be intoxicated in this undiscovered primitive mountain.

"Establish a heart for heaven and earth, establish a life for the people, inherit the unique knowledge of the past saints, and open peace for all generations. Is this really what you thought of?"

Xia Shang turned his head, touched his nose, and was a little embarrassed: "Is it?"

"Is it?" The old man was puzzled for the first time, and looked at Xia Shang curiously for a few times, and then laughed again, "What an interesting person, no wonder 6xun chose you."

6xun!

Xia Shang's heart trembled.

6xun's matter can be said to be the only thing Xia Shang has done that he feels guilty about.

Even after a long time, he still can't forget it.

The words "6 Xun" have become a knot in Xia Shang's heart. He always feels strange when he hears them.

Xia Shang tried hard to restrain himself and not let the old man see his guilty conscience.

But at this moment, the old man's eyes did not change at all, as if everything was under his control.

"Let me see."

"See... what to see?"

"The waist badge."

Xia Shang was shocked, thinking that the other party really knew everything. After a little hesitation, he took out the waist badge and handed it to the other party.

After receiving the waist badge, the old man seemed to remember something sad. He turned around and lowered his head, touching the deep and shallow nail marks on the waist badge and sighed softly: "Eighteen marks, in just thirty years, this badge has changed eighteen owners."

"What?!" Xia Shang's face turned pale, "Eighteen owners in thirty years!"

The old man looked up and sneered: "What? Are you scared now?"

"I... I..."

Xia Shang didn't know how to answer, but he was secretly complaining in his heart.

"On average, it changes hands in less than two years. How can you not be afraid?"

If it weren't for the old man, Xia Shang really didn't know the story behind this waist badge.

"Old man, can I... can I return it?"

"Return?" The old man asked back, but he was not annoyed, "You haven't taken over yet, how can you return it?"

Xia Shang didn't understand and waited for the old man to continue.

The old man reached his hand to his waist and took out a waist badge. The style and size were exactly the same as Xia Shang's, but it was engraved with a dragon head with its mouth open to show its power, and there was also a "one" engraved in the dragon's mouth!

"It is said in the capital that 'the tiger is born from the dragon'. In fact, the real meaning of this waist badge is 'dragon coiling and tiger crouching'. Those who can bear this waist badge must be able to bear the word 'Jiangshan'! Although you answered well before, you evaded it. Now you are not prepared at all."

The meaning of the old man's words was vague, but one thing was clear, that he was not qualified to bear this waist badge now.

This is just right!

"Old man, since you've said that, why not take this sign back and choose someone else."

"This is not a choice you and I can make. This is 6xun's choice. I believe in 6xun's vision and want to see what changes you will have in the future. You should keep the sign and hide in the market first. When you feel ready one day, come to the capital to find me."