162 Dust
In front of the courtyard.
The two soldiers who have never laughed and rarely talked were still talking.
The pedestrians passing by from time to time looked at the two of them, feeling that the two people who were guarding the gate of the courtyard today seemed a little unsatisfied, but they did not dare to talk too much, speed up their pace and leave quickly.
Inside the courtyard.
It's extremely quiet.
Ye Bei walked in with his hands on his back and looked quietly in the courtyard.
As for Mr. Hua, when he entered the courtyard, he walked to a cushion in the middle.
Brushing shirt.
Sitting cross-legged on it, sparse hair shaking in the wind, it looked very vicissitudes.
Both hands hold a smooth-grinded wooden stick.
There is a medicine jar in front of it, with some herbs.
Dongdongdongdongdong...
Mr. Hua was very slow, but every time he used the wooden stick to pound it, he could make a thud sound.
The ground on both sides of the courtyard has been reclaimed, and many unknown plants are planted on it.
Some are blooming.
Some wither.
Some exudes a charming fragrance.
It was getting late, and because of the rain, some mist gradually floated up.
The whole yard became hazy.
Jijijijijiji!
A gray sparrow flew down from the sky, churning among the plants, occasionally making chubby sounds.
In addition, the entire yard was extremely silent.
"There is this bird in the fog, and the sound is clear and clear, just like a pestle and medicine."
After a long time, Ye Bei, who stood with his hands behind his back, spoke softly and murmured.
puff……
This is the end.
The sparrow that was churning among the plants seemed to be frightened, flapped its wings with a puff, and flew away.
Mr. Hua, who was pestle medicine, stopped moving.
"Young man, have you ever found your answer?" Mr. Hua spoke in a very faint voice. When he spoke, his eyes were on the place where the sparrow was churning just now.
Ye Bei shook his head: "It's not that easy."
"Actually, it will be easier if you don't care! The more you care about things, the harder it will often become." Mr. Hua put down the wooden stick, gently fiddled with the herbs in the medicine jar with his fingers, and looked at it seriously.
Ye Bei raised his foot and walked towards a piece of cultivated land on the left, with a very soft voice: "Then, what about you?"
"I am a doctor, what can I do?" Mr. Hua placed the medicine jar at the tip of his nose and sniffed it gently, his voice with a little sigh.
Ye Bei stopped and walked.
Slowly reach out.
On the ground, a plant broke out directly from the ground, and the dust on it disappeared instantly.
Ye Bei caught him, looked at him seriously, and whispered: "Just be a doctor for the rest of your life?"
"If you only do one thing in your life, you will be content to the extreme." Old Hua smiled on his face: "The ginseng plant in your hand has a history of 800 years. It was planted by you, but now you want to take it away?"
"No!" Ye Bei's fingers moved slightly, and the plant in his hand was once again immersed in the soil.
Seeing this, Mr. Hua looked cloudy: "Young man, no matter how many years have passed, you are still so extraordinary, as if the whole world cannot be integrated into you. Apart from finding the answer, do you have nothing else to pursue?"
"Oh?" Ye Bei seemed to have some interest.
Mr. Hua: "I remember you said something that the world is not for viewing, but for viewing!"
"Yeah!" Ye Bei nodded.
Mr. Hua: "You come here today, and I will also give you a sentence. The world is not for viewing or seeing, but for experience... Come from the world and go back to the world."
"Yes, but, it's too difficult." Ye Bei shook his head gently.
He has lived for too long.
There are so many worlds that have been experienced...
There are countless people who have experienced it.
His state of mind had already reached an unpredictable level...
His every move is extraordinary and unique.
How can I do it if I want to integrate into this world and act like an ordinary person everywhere?
Mr. Hua was still smiling lightly, with wrinkles piled up at the corners of his eyes. He took a deep breath and seemed to be addicted to the fragrance of the medicine: "Perhaps, only then can you get the answer you want and know who you are."
Ye Bei held his hands behind his back and said nothing.
After a long silence, he spoke: "Maybe! I will try."
"It's so cold at a high place." Old Hua stood up, picked up the medicine jar, and walked towards the gate of the courtyard with a staggering pace.
Ye Bei was still standing in the yard.
Looking at the extremely ordinary old man in front of him... he had gradually made a decision in his heart.
"Stay today and leave tomorrow." When I walked to the courtyard gate, reached out and pulled the door, Mr. Hua said again.
Ye Bei nodded: "Okay."
...
At this moment, outside the Siheyuan.
Lin Zihao and his bodyguards have all gathered here.
But at this moment, each of them had extremely respect on their faces, and their aura was even more restrained.
"Two gentlemen, I am Lin Zihao. This time I came to visit Mr. Hua, and I had already agreed in advance."
With the help of a man in suit, Lin Zihao walked down from the cart with difficulty. When he stood in front of a soldier holding a gun, he did not have the airs of a family master, but instead seemed extremely humble.
"Mr. Lin, we have heard of you."
Among them, one of the soldiers had a very good attitude.
"Mr. Lin, you are too polite... However, without Mr. Hua's order, we dare not disturb us without authorization." Another soldier was also very polite.
"You just go and spread it."
Next to Lin Zihao, a man in suit interrupted, his voice a little cold.
"Shut up." But as soon as the words were finished, Lin Zihao whispered, then a faint smile appeared on his face and looked at the two soldiers: "Two gentlemen, sorry, my bodyguard is not very sensible, don't be as knowledgeable as him!"
After saying this, Lin Zihao's eyes swept over the bodyguards again.
The voice was slightly cold: "Remember, be quieter in this place, don't affect passers-by, don't make noise, just wait quietly, and when Mr. Hua has time, he will naturally open the door to see us."
"yes."
The bodyguards whispered.
Two soldiers in suits looked at each other and admired them more and more when they looked at Lin Zihao.
"This is the young master of the big family. His mind and temperament are completely different from the so-called playboy."
"The Lin family really has a good offspring. I hope Mr. Hua can help him."
The two of them were talking to themselves.
At the same time, I was wondering whether to take the initiative to spread it to Lin Zihao.
squeak……
However, at this moment, the gate of the courtyard opened again.
Lin Zihao's body moved slightly.
The more humble the expression is.
Mr. Hua stood in front of the door with a medicine jar.
"Come in!" said softly to Lin Zihao, then turned around.
However, Lin Zihao and his bodyguards all passed away from Mr. Hua and fell into the yard, with Ye Bei standing with his hands behind his back.
"Why is he... here too?"
Chapter completed!