When the golden wind blows, the leaves all over the mountain should be yellow, red and red, and fall. At a glance, they are scattered and sparse, and the sky looks bluer, higher and cleaner.
This is Yun Xiaodong's first autumn in Huiliu Mountain. He went up to the mountain in spring to learn from his teacher, and he has accumulated time in spring, summer and autumn for half a year, but he still feels that he is not someone who returns to Liushan, but like a guest.
The master Li Fulin had many disciples, but only five of them officially became apprentices. Eldest brother's surname is Mo, and the single name is the word Chen, but Yun Xiaodong has never seen him since he went up the mountain. When he went up the mountain, his elder brother was sent down by his master to do some errands. The journey must have been very long, and he has not returned until now. . The senior sister of Xing Er is surnamed Wang, because the master gave her a Linglong sword, so the original name is no longer used, and the name is changed to Linglong. Next is the third senior brother Jiang Fan. When the master calls him, he is Fan Er. I don’t know if it’s because of his accent. Everyone smiled and called him that, but he was cheerful and not angry.
The three of them were all raised on the mountain as children, without father or mother, and were adopted by their master when they were babies, so the relationship between master and apprentice is naturally extraordinary.
In contrast, the fourth brother Chen Jingzhi and Yun Xiaodong were both monks halfway through. The fourth senior brother lives in a place called Dao'an, thousands of miles away from Huiliu Mountain. I heard that the Chen family has a great business and a prosperous population. I don't know why the fourth senior brother came to Huiliu Mountain so far away from home to learn from a teacher. Maybe every family has their own roots. Difficult to recite.
Yun Xiaodong originally lived with his uncle, who was an old friend with his master, his old injury relapsed, thinking that he could not hold on anymore, he dragged himself up to Huiliu Mountain, entrusted Yun Xiaodong to his old friend and swallowed gas.
For the sake of his old friend, the master accepted Yun Xiaodong, a poorly gifted disciple, and Yun Xiaodong lived in Huiliu Mountain, half a year passed before he knew it. Putting on the blue and white Taoist robes worn by the disciples of Huiliu Mountain, and wearing a Taoist bun, he looks the same as everyone else.
But Yun Xiaodong always felt that he was different from others.
Even the tone of talking in sleep while sleeping is not the same at all.
I have practiced a basic set of swordsmanship for several months, and the moves are considered proficient, but when the third senior brother feeds him with moves, he always reminds him every few moves: "Brother, this is a sword you are using. It's not a knife."
Even the third senior brother who is the most lenient said so, which means that he probably was not born to learn swordsmanship, and it would be even more embarrassing if he wanted to use it in front of his master.
He misses his uncle, homesick. He also knew that his uncle was gone and his family was gone.
But he couldn't treat Huiliu Mountain as his home.
Introductory swordsmanship is of course not taught by the master himself. Senior sister Linglong has a short temper, and she can't teach it once or twice, and she will be angry the third time. Teach him over and over again, don't think he is stupid, and comfort him with the embarrassing things when I first went up the mountain.
"Senior brother, I have also learned this set of swordsmanship for nearly a year. At that time, the senior brother taught me. I taught it today, and I know it. I won't remember it when I wake up the next day. I learned it later, and I learned it earlier. Forgot. Junior brother, you are already much better than me at that time. You can see that I can learn to this point with my aptitude, and you can also learn."
The third senior brother said so, Yun Xiaodong had no choice but to practice hard one by one, trying to change the posture of practicing sword skills in the past, but how could it be so easy to change
After waking up early in the morning to practice, the third senior brother brought him two sets of clothes for a change of clothes, wrapped in a big bag, and he was very embarrassed while talking: "Junior brother, I found two sets of clothes for you, because the clothes on the mountain They don't fit well, the clothes are new, I found a junior sister to change the size for you, you just wear it."
Yun Xiaodong quickly thanked the third senior brother, and the third senior brother didn't leave immediately after delivering the clothes, and told him a few words about sword skills, and even made some gestures when he was excited. After the third senior brother left, Yun Xiaodong turned out the clothes and tried them on, and Senior Sister Linglong came again.
She is only sixteen or seventeen years old this year, with a slim figure, an oval face, a pair of black and thick eyebrows, and particularly radiant eyes.
"Junior Brother, Junior Brother, I'll take you to go shopping down the mountain."
Yun Xiaodong didn't have time to say "I won't go", the senior sister couldn't help but dragged him outside: "There is a fair at the foot of the mountain today, it's very lively, there are everything for sale, food, drink and entertainment. Let me tell you, the meatball soup in Shuanggou Bridge is the most authentic, and the bun shop in the east of the bridge, the meat buns and vegetarian buns are very delicious. I think you have grown taller in the past six months, the original shoes and socks They don’t fit your feet, right? By the way, I bought two pairs and came back to wear them. It’s getting cold. Let me tell you, it’s very cold on the mountain, and it’s been frosting for the past few days.”
Senior Sister Linglong talked like setting off firecrackers, non-stop, Yun Xiaodong couldn't get a word in, and I don't know why the senior sister is so strong, the hand holding him is like iron pliers, and I can't break free , She had already dragged her out the door while speaking.
Is it because girls who learn martial arts have great strength, or is the second senior sister really born with supernatural power
The two met the fourth senior brother Chen Jingzhi in front of the door. He seemed to have gone to the top of the mountain to practice swords before he came back, and his trouser legs were still stained with mud. Are you going out?"
Linglong said: "Go down the mountain for a stroll, Xiao Si, you also go together?"
Chen Jingzhi shook his head: "I won't go, senior sister and junior brother please go back early, so that the master won't miss you again."
Linglong waved her hand: "Master is not here, I went down the mountain last night, I will definitely not check your kung fu today."
When going down the mountain, Linglong said to him: "Little Si is too rigid, even if he is forced to play, he will be unhappy, which is just a disappointment. Let me tell you, don't be like him. At a young age, you can't be like a boy." Like an old man."
How should he respond to these words
Yun Xiaodong had no choice but to give a vague hum, and while coping with the senior sister, he didn't explicitly agree that the fourth senior brother was just like an old man.
There is a town at the foot of Huiliu Mountain, and there is a market every ten or eight days, and people from all over the world come to the market, making it very lively. Linglong took him to eat the authentic meatball soup, and bought a big hoof from outside, which was stewed red, wrapped it in oiled paper and stuffed it for him. The hoof was bigger than Xiaodong's face, and he couldn't find a place to lick his mouth after looking all over the place, so he had to carry it in his cloth pocket.
Most of the senior sisters come here often, and the owner who sells meatball soup is familiar with her, so he sent an extra piece of cake, and said to Xiaodong: "The customer doesn't sound like a local?"
See, anyone could tell he was a foreigner.
I won't talk about this inexplicable hoof, Senior Sister Linglong happily took him to listen to an opera. There is a stage in the east of the town, and there are operas on market days, but he didn't understand a word of what was being sung. Just an old student and an old dan, weeping and crying on it, his legs were a little sore from standing up, and he didn't understand a little bit in a trance. It turned out that the two people on stage were not an old couple, but a mother-son relationship, and they had been arguing for a long time about the filial piety of their son and daughter-in-law.
There was someone selling food under the stage, Linglong bought him two pieces of fried tofu, and kept persuading him: "Eat it, this is delicious." As she spoke, she stuffed a large piece into her mouth, and then put the other piece into her mouth. He stuffed his mouth, seeing that he could stuff it up his nose without eating tofu, so he had no choice but to open his mouth.
But...but why is this smell so weird
"Does it stink?" Linglong said naturally, "Of course stinky tofu stinks."
He couldn't spit it out after eating it in his mouth, and he didn't know how this piece of tofu was swallowed. He didn't eat the big hoof in the end, and took it back to the mountain heavily.
When he was going up the mountain, he felt a bit of a headache. He thought it might be because of the wind blowing outside today, but he lay down as soon as he got back. He didn't eat dinner, his whole body was hot, and he was vomiting and venting.
He was sick and dazed, feeling like someone was feeding him water, and as soon as he swallowed it, he vomited it all up again, his body was burning hot, and his face was pressed against the wall, as if it was a little cold on the wall. Someone dragged him back, and he hummed and cried, trying to break free before looking for the wall.
The few people around him were anxious to get angry because of his illness, but seeing him acting like a baby, they were speechless for a moment. It was the third senior brother who said, "You're still young after all."
Thinking that his only relative had passed away not long ago, and he was alone on Huiliu Mountain, unable to talk to anyone, the third senior brother felt that this little junior brother was quite pitiful.
Today Linglong deliberately took him down the mountain together, also wanting him to have fun and be happy, since he always stays on the mountain unhappy, at least he can relax when going down the mountain. But I didn't expect the good intentions to ruin the matter. None of them have medical skills, and the master and senior brother are not here. It's late and there is no place to ask someone to see him. I don't know if he is ill. Liang still ate something bad, but people must be seriously ill if they burn so badly.
"I found several medicines from the alchemy room, but I don't know which one is right for the disease..." Chen Jingzhi took out several bottles and cans.
Jiang Fan shook his head: "No, you can't take the medicine without taking the pulse." On Huiliu Mountain, there are also mountain hunters. They have come to ask for medicine when they are injured, but the medicine master never gives it easily. It is okay for external use, but for internal use, it is necessary to determine what the condition is before prescribing the right medicine.
They don't know whether the little junior brother's illness is from eating bad food or suffering from a cold, so how can they give him medicine indiscriminately
Linglong was the most anxious: "Why don't I take my junior brother down the mountain and go to the town to see a doctor?"
She couldn't help being in a hurry, originally she took her junior brother down the mountain to make him happy, but she didn't expect to do something wrong with good intentions, and now her junior brother is seriously ill, she really feels sorry.
Jiang Fan shook his head: "No, there isn't even a moon tonight, and the wind is strong. Yubeipo and the wooden cable bridge are too dangerous to pass."
If he could do it, he would take his younger brother down the mountain.
Not to mention that the mountain road is difficult to walk at night, even at the foot of the mountain, there is no serious doctor in this small town at the foot of Huiliu Mountain, only one can heal bruises, such a small town, with more than a hundred families, how can there be anything A brilliant doctor? If there is, people in the town will not come to the mountain to ask the master for medicine if they are seriously ill.
"But what can junior brother do like this?" Linglong was about to cry.
Jiang Fan thought for a while: "I'll fetch a basin of warm water and wipe his hands and feet."
In this way, at any rate, the heat can be lowered, so that it won't be as hot as it is now.
Linglong rushed to get up: "I'll go, I'll fetch the water."
Seeing her rushing away, Jiang Fan said to Chen Jingzhi: "Junior Brother Chen, you should go back and rest first, it's getting late."
Chen Jingzhi shook his head: "Senior brother, I can still help you here, after all, senior sister is not as convenient as me."
If he didn't say anything, Jiang Fan hadn't thought of it yet.
No, although the junior brother is young, there is a difference between men and women, so it would be inconvenient for the senior sister to be here. After taking off her clothes to wipe the younger junior brother, this job cannot be done by the senior sister. (to be continued)