In his sleep, Jiang Hao saw the darkness surrounding him. He could not see the end and the margins. He felt infinite loneliness and cold. This feeling made him suffocate, more lonely and uncomfortable than in the rest of the desert island world.
Jiang Hao suddenly awakened, sitting up for a moment, panting loudly.
"Huh ~ Huh!"
Zhou Xinyan was also awakened, and quickly turned on to turn on the table lamp, watching Jiang Hao's sweaty face, and asked with concern: "Her husband, what's wrong with you?"
Jiang Hao closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and slowly said, "It's okay, I had a nightmare, and was awake."
Zhou Yanyan pulled out a few tissues to wipe Jiang Hao, "What dreams are I, scared like this."
Jiang Hao took the paper towel on his forehead and exhaled again, saying, "I feel like I'm in an endless and infinitely dark space, only myself, where I'm lonely and cold, and I'm scared to wake up."
Zhou Xinyan looked at Jiang Hao, sat closer, held Jiang Hao in her arms, and gently stroked Jiang Hao's cheek. "It's all right, dreaming is all fake, and it's gone in a while, isn't I with you." "
Jiang Hao once again suspected that he had a demon. Although the so-called demon is an idealistic statement, he does exist.
Jiang Hao understands that this is more like a mental misunderstanding and disorder. For example, a mental patient does not have any problems in his body, but his mental problems are also very serious.
It's like the computer program is messed up and needs to be sorted out again.
"Wife, I want to go back to Maoshan and meditate for a while," Jiang Hao said gently.
Zhou Xinyan froze, "What, you are going to be a monk again!"
Jiang Hao smiled, "Your husband, I was originally a monk, OK, why should I call a monk again, just go back and watch the meditation, practice for a while, maybe come back in a month or two."
"Oh, all right." Zhou Xinyan said reluctantly.
"For a month or two, I will miss your husband. By the way, can I see you?" The woman asked suddenly.
"Ha ha, of course, Maoshan is not Shaolin Temple, it seems that Shaolin Temple now allows women to enter." Jiang Hao said.
The next morning,
Jiang Hao cleaned up a bit, and packed his salute. Now he has a lot of space, 1.5 cubic meters, can take a lot of things, kissed Zhou Xinyan's face, "I'm gone."
Zhou Xinyan watched Jiang Hao's car leave, her eyes were reluctant.
Farewell to the woman, Jiang Hao bought a few pounds of good tea at the tea shop in the city, drove to Maoshan, and at the foot of Maoshan in 4 hours, parked a car under the mountain, Jiang Hao also went up the mountain.
Maoshan is still green, and tourists are like weaving.
Jiang Hao came to the Lingguan Hall, Taiyuanbao Hall, and Sanqing Hall, and worshipped the ancestors of Maoshan, Sanmao Zhenjun, and the Celestial Masters and Daozu, and then turned to Houshan. The janitor at the gate saw Jiang in a casual clothes. Hao, I didn't recognize it at first glance.
"Big bell, I haven't seen you for a few months, you don't recognize me," Jiang Hao said.
"Ah, it's Uncle Dingyang." Da Zhong saluted quickly.
Jiang Hao rolled his eyes helplessly, "Just call Jiang Hao, what's the name?"
Jiang Hao entered the Taoist orthodox school, and naturally he would also have a Taoist name. According to the rules of Taoist naming, the surname is unchanged. Unlike a monk, all surnames are changed after shaving. Taoist is your ancestor's surname. What is your surname?
The word in the middle is Sanshan typesetting, "Shou Dao Ming Ren De, Quan Zhen Fu Tai He. Sincerely declares the jade code, faithfully plays Jinke. Chong Han Tong Yuan Yun, Gao Hong Ding Da Luo. Three mountains are more prosperous, Fu Hai Chung Hong Bo. Qiong Yang Yang Wonderful method, Huanzhen Zhengxiandu .... "
His master, Honglu Old Road, Zhanhong, is now the highest generation on the mountain. Below is a tripod, so a tripod was added in the middle of Jianghao Road.
As for the last word, the master gave it. The old man said that Jiang Hao was the Five Elements Zhengyang, so he chose a positive word.
So Jiang Hao ’s road name is Jiang Dingyang.
Jiang Hao feels that every word is okay, but it doesn't sound good together.
Think of your own name.
His own name is Jiang Hao, the ancient words are Runyu, the road number is Dingyang, and the foreign name is Jon Hall.
Of course, there are also non-typed names, and you can even call your own name. There are many such priests in history, such as Tao Hongjing, Sun Siyi, Ge Hong ... and so on.
At that time, Jiang Hao and the master said, "Dingyang, Dingyangzi, the name is Tongkou."
Lao Dao glared at Jiang Hao at that time, "You still want to call yourself" Zi ", Zi is not added casually, Confucius, Laozi, Chongyangzi, Changchunzi, those who have great achievements and have their own independent school of thought, "Sub" will be added. "
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At that time, I was ridiculed by the old Tao, so when I remembered this Taoist number, Jiang Hao had a gap, so in Taoist view, he was not allowed to call him by his Taoist name, such as name or uncle.
"My master can be in the room." Jiang Hao asked.
"The head should meditate in the room at this time," Da Zhong said.
Jingxiu, huh, Lao Dao loves to sleep very much. It is estimated that he is sleeping. Jiang Hao came to the backyard and quietly came to the master window. At this time, Hou Dao was lying on the couch with his head in one hand and breathing evenly. Sleep soundly.
Ha ha,
Jiang Hao opened the curtain and sneaked into the room. He stepped over the outer hall and gently lifted the curtain of the inner room. Looking inside, he found that Lao Dao was lying on the side of the couch, his eyes were looking at him brightly.
"Master, you found me." Jiang Hao said in surprise.
"I also cultivated a real aura. Someone was within a foot of me, and naturally felt it. I felt it when you secretly looked at me outside the window. The old man looked carefully at Jiang Hao, and slowly sat up. Body. "
He said solemnly, "I see that you are full of blood, but there is a black ferocious entanglement, as if there is already a substance. This kind of suffocation is only possible if you want to kill Ying Ye. What did you do during this time? "
Jiang Hao pouted. "I'm doing something for the country."
The old man looked at Jiang Hao and nodded, "I know, that's not a question for the teacher."
"Master, I have suffocation. How did you see it, I couldn't see it myself." Jiang Hao asked.
Lao Dao smiled, "You, there is still much to learn, to cultivate a true aura, that is law, how to use it, but it is a spell, spell magic, not a word, but the only combination can be infinitely useful what."