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An ordinary small temple in the mountains, rarely visited all year round. The door has begun to rot. There lived an unkempt old man in the temple. There is a small mountain stream on the left side of the temple gate, with a slow clear spring flowing out. A shy boy was collecting firewood in the mountains and was thirsty. He drank a mouthful of spring water from the mountain stream. The spring water was cool. The taste is extremely sweet. So I took out the bamboo tube from my waist and prepared to collect some water. At this time, the door opened leisurely, and the old man in the temple slowly walked out. No matter what, Shan Xiaozi couldn't believe that his unintentional act actually started his long path of spiritual practice.