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Inside the bamboo house, the Daoist sat cross-legged, staring at the seemingly unchanging scenery outside. He asked, “How do you find this place?”
“Meow?”
“How do you find this place?”
“It’s nice and cool.”
“Indeed.”
“It’s like being in a mouse hole.”
“What else?” the Daoist turned to ask it. “Do you have any other thoughts regarding this place?”
“It doesn’t get dark here.”
“True.”
“We should bring the horse here.”
“Good idea.”
“Right!”
This painted world was both real and illusory.
The Daoist continued to sit there, lost in thought and feeling for a long time, before finally pulling down the heavy black curtains and lying down in bed for a peaceful sleep.
He had a faint sensation of being watched. Waking naturally, he felt a bit dazed.
After getting up, he went out again with Sir Dou for a leisurely stroll, discussing the world within the painting. Upon returning, they spread out drawing paper to talk about painting techniques, how spiritual resonance is born, the prohibitions passed down through the Dou family, and their deeper meanings.
Several days passed, and he gained much from the experience. Finally, Song You said his goodbyes to Sir Dou.
Sir Dou was quite surprised and wanted to ask him to stay for a few more days.
“It's been over ten days since I arrived here, and I've gained enough. Staying longer would be counterproductive; it's better to return and digest what I've learned. I also heard there’s a Daoist temple on the mountain, so I’ll pay a visit before I leave,” the Daoist said, glancing back at the towering mountain behind...
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