In the middle of winter in the middle of 2010, in the suburbs of Fengtai District, Beijing, a gate with armed police standing guard slowly opened, and a man with a bald head, a height of 178, wearing a camouflage uniform, and carrying a green backpack walked out slowly. In the five years of transformation, he has never regretted what he has done, but he feels sorry for the master, so that the master has been worried about himself, five years, and I don't know how the master is doing in his hometown.

Jin Qingshi has been an orphan since he was a child, he grew up in a temple on Changbai Mountain in Jilin, and the only thing that accompanied him was an old monk who loved him like a grandfather. It was late autumn and it was already cold outside. The old monk came back from collecting medicine in the mountains and saw a small Qingshi wrapped in a small quilt, I don't know who put him in front of the temple gate, and there was only a golden scalpel and a note next to the child, which only said the child's date of birth February 20, 1983. The old monk took the little Qingshi who had just turned one year old and took gold as the surname of the little Qingshi, because when he found the little Qingshi, it was placed on the bluestone steps in front of the temple, so he named it Qingshi.

The old monk was born in 1925 in a family of traditional Chinese medicine in Penglai, Shandong, and learned ancestral medical skills with his grandfather since he was a child. In that war years, the arrest of strong men and laborers was already commonplace, because the grandfather was arrested to treat a seriously injured general, and in the end the general still returned to the west, and the grandfather also fell into the charge of murdering the general, as a result, only the old monk in the family was not caught because he was treating people in the countryside, and all the other people in the family were arrested and persecuted to death by the warlord. After the old monk learned the news and rushed back, he entered the general's mansion at night and killed more than 20 enemies, avenged his family, and then fled to Wutai Mountain to worship Lingyin Temple overnight, presiding over Master Zhishan as a teacher.

After the death of his master Master Zhishan, the old monk began his own path of cultivation, visiting temples large and small across the country, and also moved from middle age to old age. The last person stayed in this abandoned thousand-year-old temple at the foot of Changbai Mountain, because in this primeval forest, there are not only ginseng, Ganoderma lucidum and various rare and precious Chinese herbs that grow in this primeval forest, but more importantly, the aura here is rich, which is of great help to the old monk to break through the innate nature.

The old monk has become more busy since the appearance of Xiao Qingshi, and he has to look for lactating animals to collect fresh milk for Xiao Qingshi to drink during the day, and every night he has to use the medicine collected during the day to boil the medicine into a medicinal juice for Xiao Qingshi to bathe. This bubble is five years, the five-year-old Xiao Qingshi is much taller than children of the same age, and he is already 1.2 meters, and the muscles and veins of the whole body have been full of toughness after many years of washing of traditional Chinese medicine, laying a solid foundation for practicing internal strength in the future. The two eyebrows, which are neither thick nor thin, are painted on the eyebrows, and the delicate face exudes a healthy flush.

Xiao Qingshi is five years old, because there are no children living in the mountains to play with him, and he is accompanied by grass and trees in this primitive mountain and small animals running around in the mountains. The biggest pleasure is that the wild fruits in the mountains are ripe in the late autumn season, grapes, hawthorns, apricots, plums, and pine nuts are Xiao Qingshi's favorites, but Xiao Qingshi's favorite snack is pine nuts. Because it can be preserved, it can be eaten at any time all year round, but the pine tree is too tall and too big for the small stone to climb, so he can only stay under the tree every day, waiting for the pine tower to fall by itself. Every day, I look forward to a strong wind, and when a strong wind blows down more pine towers, we can harvest more fruits.

The old monk saw everything about Xiao Qingshi in his eyes, and he didn't say or help, and he always smiled* From a distance, he watched Xiao Qingshi spin around the big tree, but his eyes were full of love and care for Xiao Qingshi.

In the autumn of another year, the old monk called Xiao Qingshi, who was playing outside, to his side: "O stone! The master is getting older and older, and your path will not be in this Buddhist gate in the future, but when you are older, you will go to the bigger world outside, and you are a little man at the age of five! From today onwards, the master will teach you something." "Master, what do you want to teach me? Can you catch birds? Or can you fight tigers? It would be better if you could fly as high as a tree." Xiao Qingshi took the master's arm and looked at the master. Seeing Xiao Qingshi's cute appearance from the old monk's kind eyes, he thought to himself that he didn't know if his decision today was correct, but that he still had to go on his own in the future, and give him everything he could help and teach.

The old monk looked at Xiao Qingshi with a smile and said: "If you can learn it, of course you can catch birds! You can even fight tigers, do you see the big pine tree outside? If you learn it, you don't have to go around the big tree to find the pine tower, you can eat pine nuts every day, as long as you can hold on." "Fu, are you fooling a child? I've never seen you go up to such a tall tree, and you're not a good boy to talk big!" Xiao Qingshi looked at the master with a look of disbelief. The old monk laughed out loud in his heart!! Said to Xiao Qingshi, who looked unconvinced: "If the master doesn't go up, it doesn't mean that the master can't go up! The master can't eat pine nuts, so he won't go up!" Hearing the master say this, Xiao Qingshi grabbed the master's hand and walked towards the door, and said to the master as he walked: "The master knows that the stone loves to eat pine nuts the most, and he has never helped me beat pine nuts.

The old monk smiled and followed Xiao Qingshi to the temple courtyard under a large pine tree that is hundreds of years old, the tree body of two adults can not hug, it is now early winter, the tree is full of pine towers, pine nuts grow in the middle of each layer of pine towers, the lowest branch is more than three meters high from the ground, usually Xiao Qingshi will go around in these pine trees every day, just wait for the pine tower to fall down, the happiest thing for him is the windy weather, so that he can pick up more pine nuts, thinking about the delicious pine nuts Xiao Qingshi swallowed the saliva in his mouth deeply。 The old monk folded the sleeves of the monk's robe he was wearing a few times, and looked at Xiao Qingshi's saliva, and the old monk gently touched Xiao Qingshi's head. Xiao Qingshi looked at the big tree and looked back at the master, and said to the master with a reluctant face: "Master! The stone doesn't eat pine nuts anymore, the tree is so high! Don't go up, it's too dangerous!" The master shook his head at Xiao Qingshi with a smile, and suddenly jumped up on the two-meter-high tree with a light touch on his toes, and his body jumped up again, and when Xiao Qingshi saw the master, the master had fallen on the five-meter-high tree, Xiao Qingshi covered his mouth with his little hand, and his face was surprised.

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