It''s not early. Taoist Lin is also an interesting person. Just talk to little martial uncle during the day. When night falls, it''s better for little martial uncle and little martial mother to share their time.


    It would be annoying to stay here again. With the last creaking experience, Taoist Lin arranged a room for himself in the front mountain early in the morning.


    Alone, Taoist Lin is afraid of black hair in his ears after listening to the wall for a long time.


    Wu Mian had something in mind. He silently sat beside Chu Zhixi and watched countless stars dotted on the black sky. His heart gradually calmed down.


    Today, he has been in a semi excited state, because during the rescue of iron lung in the morning, Wu Mian experienced an unprecedented feeling - control.


    In the past, Wu Mian was very awesome, but he was still in a state of seeing and breaking moves. He was only a super first-class expert. Today, when Ren Haitao introduced his condition, countless related possible complications appeared in his mind. He felt that he had jumped to a new level again.


    In the quiet night of laogua mountain, Wu Mian wanted to find the logic, but until Chu Zhixi was full of night, he still made no progress.


    The next morning, Taoist Lin didn''t come, but Wu Mian didn''t urge him. Get up and wash, Chu Zhixi is still sleeping in.


    Wu Mian has never experienced what it is like to sleep late in his life, but seeing the black hair waterfall on his head and Chu Zhixi''s sweet sleeping face, Wu Mian thinks it must be the best experience in the world.


    Until more than 7 o''clock, a little Taoist knocked on the door and sent breakfast to Wu Mian and Chu Zhixi.


    "Where''s your master?" asked Wu Mian.


    "Mundane affairs are busy..."


    "Speak human words."


    "Little Shizu, there is something troublesome in the front mountain. Shifu is busy." the little Taoist is also a happy man. He said immediately.


    "Trouble?"


    Hearing these four words, Wu Mian was surprised. There are countless people dissatisfied in the hospital. Can''t Taoism be free from vulgarity?


    "Isn''t there a boy who has been grinding his master to learn from him? The master disagreed and said he was impetuous and unfit for it." the little Taoist said, "the boy was obsessed these days. He said he opened his eyes. He must have been helped by his master. He knelt in front of the mountain gate and didn''t eat or drink."


    "Oh." Wu Mian smiled helplessly.


    "Little Shizu, you said this man would faint in a few days if he didn''t eat or drink."


    Wu Mian suddenly thought of Lao Lintou. How many days? Not necessarily.


    "Master, I''m worried. I''m busy with a lawsuit."


    "OK, you go," said Wu Mian. "Put breakfast here and help me prepare qianlongjing. I''ll call you when you need to clean up."


    The little Taoist nodded and went out. Wu Mian was not interested in kneeling at the mountain gate and opening his eyes. All kinds of things in the world are mostly vain. Lao Lin doesn''t have any eyes. How can he help others.


    It was not until sunrise that Chu Zhixi got up from bed. He looked lazy and went to wash vaguely.


    Wu Mian was not in a hurry. He lay on the bamboo chair and looked at the sky quietly. He didn''t know what he was thinking.


    Today''s weather is good, but Taoist Lin is in a bad mood.


    At more than ten o''clock, he pushed the door with an expressionless face. When the door was closed, his expression immediately changed and his face was angry.


    Houshan is not only the "home" of Wu Mian, but also the place where Taoist Lin does not wear a mask.


    "Little martial uncle, you take care of it. You take care of it. What''s the matter?"


    "Don''t worry about me." Wu Mian refused, simply crisp, without a little hesitation.


    "If I helped open the eyes of heaven, do you think there is something wrong with this man!" Taoist Lin jumped and scolded.


    "Calm down, you look like an expert."


    "No, there''s no!" Taoist Lin seemed to be grinding hard and unhappy.


    Wu Mian didn''t speak and drank tea quietly.


    "Little martial uncle, is Longjing good before the Ming Dynasty? It''s said that the virgin..."


    "Fuck off, there''s no need to pay so much attention. If you want to find a virgin now, it must be child labor and break the law." Wu Mian scolded with a smile.


    "If you feel good, I''ll bring you some back?"


    "No," said Wu Mian, "I''m going to learn from section chief Duan. When I go back, I''ll buy an enamel jar and soak it high and broken every day."


    Little martial uncle, Taoist Lin is at a loss for his invincible body of King Kong. Chu knew he wanted to be funny and asked, "Taoist Lin, what''s up?"


    "Alas, little martial uncle may not be able to solve it. Forget it."


    Wu Mian just lay on the bamboo chair and looked at the sky. He gently tapped the armrest of the bamboo chair with his fingers, ignoring what Taoist Lin was saying and playing tricks.


    The sea embraces all rivers, and tolerance is great; If you stand on a thousand ridges, you will be strong without desire.


    The ancients did not deceive me.


    Taoist Lin looked at Wu Mian reluctantly, sighed, and said to Chu Zhixi, "little Shiniang, isn''t there a boy who had to open his eyes and knelt at the mountain gate for four days and had to worship me as a teacher."


    "Lin Dao can grow up!" Chu Zhixi praised with a smile.


    "Da Neng..." Taoist Lin reluctantly stopped swearing, because at the moment when he wanted to speak, he was acutely aware that the white jade tail finger moved gently on the yellow and green armrest of the bamboo chair.


    If you say dirty words yourself, maybe the tea lamp will hit your head the next second.


    You can be polite to little martial uncle and you must be polite to little martial mother. Taoist Lin quickly set rules for himself.


    "I can''t open my eyes. I haven''t opened it myself. Don''t say it to others." Taoist Lin sighed.


    "What''s going on?"


    "It''s not that a family came to offer incense a while ago. The child has been playing with his mobile phone in his hand. His eyes are red. I see conjunctivitis. Let his family buy him some eye drops and go to the hospital to wash his eyes for a while. Young martial uncle, you''re right."


    Wu Mian didn''t speak.


    "Why not use artificial tears?" Chu Zhixi asked curiously.


    "Little Shiniang, this is bajingzi. Artificial tears are imported from Japan. No matter how cheap they are, they cost a dollar or a few cents. Maybe I don''t think so, but ordinary people can''t give up. Go to the township health center next to home and wash them. How much is a bottle of normal saline."


    "On Taobao, 38 a bottle."


    "Little Shiniang, that''s a light luxury. It''s used by middle-class petty bourgeoisie. We ordinary people don''t need that."


    Wu Mian thought it was funny. Driving a BMW team, Taoist Lin even ate our people one by one.


    Taoist Lin said, looking at Wu Mian and seeing that he didn''t move, he was relieved. He continued, "I think the child has been watching his mobile phone for a long time and his eyes are a little inflamed, so I said something, mainly to let him go back and pay attention to his eyes. It''s not good to see his eyes early."


    "And then?"


    "Later... When he came back, the boy said that I opened his eyes and he could see a lot of ghosts. Sometimes it was day and sometimes it was night. In short, now there are more and more ghosts, and he thought he was different." Taoist Lin said, his temper came up again, "I asked him if he had shed any cow tears."


    "You''ve seen a lot of Hong Kong films?" Wu Mian changed his posture and said lazily in the bamboo chair.


    "Hey, little martial uncle, I''m scared." Taoist Lin said with a embarrassed smile, "we''re a fake here. We can''t compare with Laoshan, Emei and Qingcheng. They call it a Taoist temple. Others think it''s a Taoist temple. I know in my heart that this is a business place."


    "Others don''t know it''s OK to talk nonsense, but we can''t do it ourselves. We''re not forced to count."


    "Talk about business." Wu Mian said with a smile, "if you have this force in your heart, just count."


    "The boy said he saw a ghost. I was in a panic. He wanted to get rid of him, but he was really obsessed. He knelt at the mountain gate for four days and nights. He didn''t eat or drink, so he would worship me as a teacher. I wondered who was this upper body and came to my laogua mountain to play?"


    "Don''t talk nonsense. It''s boring to say those feudal superstitions." Wu Mian said, "don''t say no, it''s just there. The monument in the back mountain can contain all demons and monsters. I don''t understand. What are you afraid of?"


    “……”


    "Now?" Chu Zhixi asked.


    "The boy is hungry and dizzy... Little martial uncle, I think he is mentally ill, but you said that mental diseases can not be easily diagnosed and may destroy people''s life. Give me a slap?" Taoist Lin smiled and said when he saw that Wu Mian was in a good mood.


    Wu Mian did not speak, but gently tapped the armrest of the bamboo chair with his fingers, as if thinking.


    "Listen, you mean you''re still ready to diagnose mental illness?"


    A moment later, Wu Mian calmed down and said softly.


    The weather is fine today. It rained heavily a few days ago and evaporated at night. The mountain behind laogua mountain was shrouded in wisps, wisps, patches and layers of fog.


    But Wu Mian''s words were a little cold. It was as hard as ice in the refrigerator for several days and nights. He almost didn''t hit Taoist Lin.


    The fog around seemed to be frozen, and there was a creaking sound. It seems that little martial uncle has been very gentle since he took off his sunglasses. What''s the matter today? Taoist Lin immediately found out what was wrong.


    "..." Taoist Lin smiled again and again, "little martial uncle, look what you said, what you said."


    "I don''t think so. I''m afraid that my level is not enough and will delay other people''s children. Otherwise, we can sit here and drink tea and chat, regardless of him. If we are willing to kneel, I don''t believe he can kneel to death." Taoist Lin said angrily.


    Wu Mian lay quietly on the recliner, wondering what he was thinking.


    "Brother, I''ll go and have a look," Chu Zhixi said.


    "No, if you are in the hospital, you must go to have a physical examination and see the patients. This is laogua mountain, and you can''t stand the gossip." Wu Mian sighed and said, "Damn it, what are you doing here..."


    An old trough didn''t spit out. Wu Mian knew he couldn''t spit this at all.


    But then, Wu Mian smiled, took Chu Zhixi''s hand and said gently, "I''m much better, later..."


    "No!" Chu Zhixi clasped Wu Mian''s wrist with his backhand and said seriously, "it was agreed that I was your eye! If you want to look at a beautiful woman behind my back, there is no door! Yesterday, you didn''t take me, and today you didn''t!"


    Taoist Lin was angry at first, but this time he ate a bowl of dog food, which was a little support.