To enter the realm of the heart, someone must be guided.
And the heart is very dangerous.
Generally, before a person dies, he will be led into the state of mind.
For the big living people, the people in the heart realm will not easily lead you in.
The reason is because the mental realm is too dangerous, and it is not good for you to take you in.
Once a person enters the state of mind, they often stay in the state of mind and cannot get out.
And when you enter the mental realm, your physical body stays in the real world, and you have to have someone to help you protect the Dharma.
If there is no one to protect the Dharma, your physical body is very vulnerable.
When Zhuangzi was about to explain this to the white-haired old monster and others, he found that Zhang Shan, the black-clothed senior brother, and the shopkeeper Qian and others had come in, so he didn't talk any more.
He wanted to know if there was something wrong with Zhang Shan and them coming It was already dark and the room was dark.
The oil lamp on the square table has not yet been lit.
Mai'er's mind was also on cultivating the exercises of the heart realm, and he didn't bother to pick up the oil lamp.
During the Warring States period, the use of fire was not very convenient, and most people kept fire.
Therefore, people with good conditions generally light oil lamps all day and night as a fire.
The Zhuangzi family also belongs to this kind of family with good conditions, and they light oil lamps during the day to keep the fire.
At noon before, the black-clothed senior brother and the money shopkeeper both came in to see Zhuangzi, and when they saw that Zhuangzi had eaten, they didn't bother anymore.
The two of them went out of Zhuangzi's house, and the shopkeeper arranged the affairs of the kitchen outside, and after arranging the young men, he and the two brothers in black went to be busy with Zhuangzi's public sermon tomorrow.
Zhuangzi's home is too small to accommodate so many people.
As can be seen from this morning's situation, there are at least 2,000 people who are willing to come to listen to Zhuangzi's preaching.
And today is the first day.
Tomorrow there will be more people who know, and more people will come to hear the sermon.
So the two decided to find out where the venue was bigger and then set up a platform there for Zhuangzi to preach.
At this time, it was summer, and the two also decided to let Zhuangzi give two lectures a day.
One in the morning and one in the evening.
It's hot in the afternoon, so it's time to rest.
Just let everyone go to the town at noon to spend.
The two came out of Zhuangzi's house and looked for them on the street.
As a result, after looking around, I didn't find a suitable place.
Alas, this Qiyuan town is such a big place.
It is also a place to catch up with the morning, and the whole lacquer garden is a market here.
Therefore, Qiyuan Town can be said to be an inch of land, and there is no extra vacant land at all.
The palm-sized places were occupied by the vendors, and stalls were set up.
However, the money shopkeeper found a good place, which was more spacious.
But can you build a platform there to preach to Zhuangzi?
"Yes, there is a place, but this place can be done or not" "Where," the black-clothed senior brother asked anxiously.
In fact, he had already guessed where it was.
"In Qiyuan Town, there are two places that are more spacious, one is the Qiyuan Post Station, and the other is the square in front of the town yamen.
The Qiyuan Post Station is the place to receive the officials of the Song Kingdom.
We can't even think about it.
Besides, that place is also a bit off.
And if the Song Kingdom sends someone to investigate the case at this time, if it is found that we occupy the space there, it will be a big and small matter.
There has just happened that Dai Daguan was robbed and killed, and someone may be sent to investigate at any time.
If it is found that Zhuangzi is preaching here, it is not that Zhuangzi is pushing the fire pit into the fire, and this matter is inseparable from Zhuangzi.
No, absolutely not And our mayor of Qiyuan Town, his death-afraid ghost, how dare he approve it, no one approves it, and we don't dare, we can't build a podium at the post station."
"That," the black-clothed senior brother asked, "We are over there in the square in front of the town yamen."
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"It's only there," the money shopkeeper nodded and said helplessly.
"This" The black-clothed senior brother asked in disbelief, "Can you do the mayor's death-fearing ghost, will he agree?"
"I had to try" The money shopkeeper said, turned around and took a step, and walked towards the town office.
As he walked, he said: "This side of the town is the territory of the Qiyuan, even if the officials of the Song Kingdom are there, it is not easy to say anything."
When the officials of the Song Kingdom came, they generally lived at the post station first, and only after they stayed did they send someone to the town to send the officials to the town and inform the town government.
If the official who sent him comes, we can first send him some silver to keep his mouth shut.
Then the platform was dismantled, leaving no traces. ” The two discussed the possibility as they walked, but they both felt that there was still hope.
In any case, Zhuangzi was a town official in Qiyuan Town, and also belonged to the officials of the Song State.
Zhuangzi preached, no matter what, it was also educating the people.
The two walked and arrived at the corner of the street, and happened to see Zhang Shan with a anxious face.
After Zhang Shan learned that Zhuangzi was preaching, he came out and stood in the shade of the street, looking towards Zhuangzi's house.
There were so many people on the streets in the morning that he couldn't squeeze through.
So he's standing here all the time.
In the afternoon, there were fewer people on the street, and he was hesitating, if he didn't go to see the master, but he couldn't make up his mind, the master told him to stay at home to recuperate, and if he went to visit the master, the master would definitely blame him.
Just when he was hesitating, the black-clothed senior brother and the money shopkeeper walked over.
"Why are you standing here, you look at you, why don't you take care of your injuries at home, how did your master explain to you" Seeing Zhang Shan, the senior brother in black stepped forward and blamed.
"I'm not my injury is basically healed, I want to go see Master and protect Master's Dharma" "You've said it," the black-clothed brother shouted.
Originally, Zhang Shan didn't have much injury, but his foot and neck were twisted.
But because he didn't pay attention and kept exercising, not only did it not get better, but it became much worse.
"Dharma protector is you, you can still give your master Dharma protector and let your master protect you, it's almost the same" "Where are you going," Zhang Shan asked, changing the subject.
"We're not looking for a dojo for Zhuangzi," said the treasurer.
"Then where do you want to make a dojo?"
asked Zhang Shan again.
"We want to be in the square in front of the town yamen, you see, can it be done" The black-clothed senior brother said: "The last time Zhuangzi came, we held a welcome ceremony in the square in front of the town yamen, was it possible to accommodate so many people at that time, wasn't it?"
"This matter is on me" Without waiting for the black-clothed senior brother to finish speaking, Zhang Shan made a package ticket.
"This can be done," the money shopkeeper asked uneasily.
"Okay, I'll do it," Zhang Shan said, looking very confident, walking in front with a cane.
The black-clothed senior brother and the money shopkeeper followed behind and went to the town office
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