Bai'an Idle Man Records Again
by Mao Shouren
About This Novel
Lao Meng'er, Lao Meng'er is not old, and looking like a mouse doesn't necessarily mean he is old, it's just a name. He loves to dream and dreams all the time, so that's why he got this name? Maybe. When I was seven or eight years old, I was sitting on the top of the mountain counting sheep and playing with the sheep herder. The sheep herder was bored. According to ancient times, there used to be a sheep herder in Bai'an. When Yang Po was going down the mountain, she heard someone on the mountain say: "Sleeping in this stone every day is killing me. I want to get out!" I kept hearing this nonsense for several days, and the sheepherder, no matter who it was, responded casually: If you are too frustrated, just come out. What are you waiting for? As soon as he finished speaking, there was a thunderous sound in the air, the cliff collapsed, and gravel fell like raindrops. He was so scared that he couldn't close his eyes. After a crackling sound for a while, he opened his eyes again. There was a golden light from the top of the cliff, like a golden mountain. There was an empty space on the mountainside, and a Buddha stood there, waving to him.
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