With Lao Huang and the old man in sheepskin fur in front of them, two swordsman Zhuyu, it doesn't matter whether you see the Wu family ruins or not.
Xu Fengnian passed the ruins of the Wu family but did not enter. Walking up the northern hillside, he found a complex of buildings that were neither donkeys nor horses, half temples, half Taoist temples, mixed with Taoist priests in blue and white robes and lamas in red, each attracting pilgrims, Xu Fengnian Gnawing green fruits and dried jujubes, bypassing the mottled outer wall of vermilion paint, and stopping at the gate of the backyard, there is a bright red peach amulet hanging from the Taoist door, and the couplets are written in Chinese characters. Lawless, seeing this mirror hanging high, ask yourself if you still have the guts? You must know that I can forgive and forgive, and put down the butcher knife, and turn around quickly! Xu Fengnian crossed the threshold, just at dusk, a group of lamas wearing red robes finished their evening classes, sat on the ground in the corridor outside the hall, and debated the scriptures. In red robes, some young lamas who are out of temper simply sit on the railing, which has not been repaired for a long time, making a series of creaking sounds. The older lamas hold the Buddhist beads on their chests with different expressions. In high spirits, or frowning, the spectators were either contemplative or joyful, Xu Fengnian did not approach, and stood quietly in the distance, listening to those Beimang verses with some difficulty. The lama saw Xu Fengnian, a pilgrim, and grinned. Fuer turned his head and whispered. He didn't know whether he was talking about the Buddhist scriptures newly learned, or about the appearance of a sister who burned incense yesterday. The threshold inside and outside the courtyard is only a few feet high and can be crossed in one step, but it is the big threshold when you are born into the world. Xu Fengnian circled along the wall. During this period, a middle-aged monk came towards him holding a wooden basin, with a calm expression, and gently saluted with one hand. Xu Fengnian returned the salute, went to burn three sticks of incense outside the main hall, respected the Buddha and the Dharma, respected the monks, had no reason to think of the coming catastrophe of the destruction of the two dynasties, and monk Nagarjuna’s statement that there is no need for Buddha statues and Buddhist scriptures, and there is no need for Buddha’s heart. The mountain rain is about to come, and a tornado is rising on the land. Can an old monk of Liangchan Temple stop it
Xu Fengnian shook his shoulders, tightened the rope, hung up the bookcase slightly, and was about to find a way to leave at the main entrance, when he saw a pair of familiar men and women coming out of the hall in front of them, they were diners sitting at the same table at the wine stall, Men's silk and satin gowns, face like crown jade, elegant demeanor, with a string of gold rings that were very popular among scholars in the Southern Dynasties hanging around their waists, women are delicate and virtuous, with gold hairpins swaying, and the appearance of Xiaojiabiyu, but with the air of a lady , the young handsome man was telling the companion woman about the thirty-two phases of Buddhism, explaining the difference between the golden body phase of Buddhism and the Vajra Realm of Yipin Wufuli. , the original intention was not to disturb this brilliant man and woman who were only half a step behind as a couple, but after a while, the man turned his head and gave a hard look, as if he felt that Xu Fengnian was staring at the woman's graceful figure with ill intentions, but Because of the man's family education, he didn't speak ill of each other, so Xu Fengnian had to stop and wait for them to go far before moving forward. He heard the man say angrily, "I am in the end of the Buddha Dharma, and I should have completely Cleaning up, let’s just say that in these temples, if someone hinders you from becoming a monk, even if you are the presiding monk, you will be cursed to be blind for life and death. In this way, most of the monks in the temple are heretics who are attached to Buddhism, not cheating money and sex It's just that you don't know what the Dharma is, how can the word "clean" come from the pure land of Buddhism! It's all some fucking bastards!"
The woman has a gentle temperament, and she seems to be more neutral in dealing with people and affairs. She said softly: "Those lamas who debate scriptures are very good. They don't look like bad people. You handed over gold and silver on purpose, and they don't want to touch money. Instead, I gave you a scripture."
The man flicked the jade pendant on his waist with his finger, ding dong clear, with a contemptuous look on his face, he sneered and said: "The trend of the times, one or two good monks can't do it right."
The woman laughed it off, and although she had doubts, she still didn't argue with him.
Xu Fengnian saw them burning incense and praying to the sky in front of a cauldron from a distance, in order not to be annoying, he simply sat on the steps, took off the bookcase, and took a rest for a while, because the poor old man who sold the secret books was missing his front teeth, so he had no reason Thinking of Old Huang of Xishu, it happened that this old swordsman who was the most unreasonable taught Xu Fengnian the most simple truths. This is probably because the truths are always in the plain and silent. I remember that on the way back to Beiliang from the tour, after parting with Wen Hua, and before meeting Bai Hu'er face, the two of them were no longer as embarrassed as they were when they traveled. With the help of his hands, Xu Fengnian was able to steal chickens and dogs by himself, roasted sweet potatoes and woven straw sandals, and he would not die of hunger or cold. At that time, he happened to witness a murder case caused by a competition for a secret book from a distance. A living life.
"Old Huang, the secrets of daring love are so popular in the Jianghu. I have tens of thousands of copies in Tingchao Ting. Why don't they sell them at a low price? Just treat it as a good deed, okay? Then the whole Jianghu must be grateful to me." Ah, how many young and beautiful heroines have been giving me a sneak peek, just thinking about it makes me feel comfortable."
"Young master, you can't do this. Others don't know. If Lao Huang heard that there were secret books for me when I was young, I would have wasted my kung fu. In the end, few people in the world would devote themselves to practicing martial arts."
"Old Huang, apart from raising horses, you have a lot of kung fu. Besides, you don't know a few words. It's useless to give you any number of secret books. You can't read, and you can't know you."
"Forging iron, son, don't tell me, when I was in my early twenties, my front teeth were still there, and I was also a famous handsome man in a radius of ten miles, at least the most handsome among the blacksmiths. There is also a little lady who secretly I gave you rice wine. It doesn’t look very good, but my butt is sticky. I didn’t even want to drink it when I left home. I buried it in the backyard, thinking about when I go back to my hometown and dig it out, it will be delicious!”
"Only one jar?"
"She can only be regarded as the daughter of an ordinary wealthy family. Even if she tried her best to think about my handsome appearance, she would not give much to her."
"Just like you, you were handsome when you were young? Then I must be so handsome?"
"That's right, I can't compare with the young master. If the young master is here, then the jar of wine will have nothing to do with me, Lao Huang."
"Come on, don't mention the wine, our throats are burning when we walk, and we are dying of thirst."
"I see."
"By the way, Lao Huang, how many years have you been away from home, is that jar of rice wine still here?"
"I can't remember how many years I've been away from home, but I should still be there. It's rice wine that can hold up. It's different from the wine that you used to drink in glass cups. If you have a chance to visit my house, you can keep it for a good meal." delicious."
"Hey, I'm drinking again. I'm so worried. There's smoke in front of us. Let's go beg for a drink. As usual, the one who opens the door is a gentleman. You ask for it. It's a woman. I'll come."
"middle!"
"By the way, Lao Huang, all you have left is the jar of wine. Are you really willing to share half of it with me?"
"Why don't you give it up? The young master thinks it's delicious, so just give it to the young master."
"If it were me, I would definitely not be willing. At most, I will give you half of it."
"Young Master is an honest man, I like it."
"Go, go, if you're a pretty girl, I like you too."
"Oh, it's a pity that I didn't marry a daughter-in-law. It would be great if I could have a daughter."
"Do whatever you want, I don't like it either, Lao Huang, don't even think about it. Don't look at me like that."
It was Xu Fengnian who came to ask for two bowls of cold water when he bumped into a woman who went out to work. He still remembers that when he occasionally looked back, Lao Huang squatted aside, smiling brightly, missing his front teeth as always, very funny. While drinking water, Lao Huang still kept talking about how nice it would be to have a daughter.
"Old Huang, if you have a daughter, I will marry her."
It's just that this kind of words, like those rice wines that were not drunk in those palaces, could not be uttered.
Xu Fengnian was sitting on the steps in a daze, the woman saw his figure for some reason, and while Young Master Xiaosha was going to the Taoist temple to talk about longevity with an old man, she hesitated for a while, and she came alone, standing under the steps, with a gentle smile . Xu Fengnian's exploration of heaven and earth energy mechanism has almost reached the realm of King Kong warrior, but he just turned a blind eye to her. The woman was not in a hurry to speak out, as if she was preparing her words. It would be unreasonable for a woman to strike up a conversation with a man, especially for the descendants of the Southern Dynasties, most of the customs of the Central Plains have been passed down in one continuous line. The woman stood under a rare locust tree in Beimang, the afterglow was faint. Although the locust tree was old, it was also considered to be luxuriant, which set off the woman's slim and graceful appearance, not vulgar. It's a pity that Xu Fengnian is no longer that promiscuous person. The young son of the old man just regretted that a good flower was taken away by a pig. He didn't like that young man who talked nonsense, but it didn't mean that he was going to step forward and save her from "dire water". There are too many women who are willing to be cheated of their good years by men with superior skin or outstanding talents with rhetoric.
Seeing that she was silent, Xu Fengnian took the initiative to speak up to avoid her embarrassment, and said with a smile, "Dare to ask Miss's name."
This is what he learned from Wen Hua. The guy with the wooden sword has no ink in his stomach, and he doesn't know where he learned the routine. Every time he meets a girl he likes, he has to say something cheeky, "Miss Fang's name, where does she live?" ". When we were traveling together, Wen Hua said this sentence no less than dozens of times. The last time we met, Wen Hua said that he really liked a woman, but Xu Fengnian didn't know whether it was true or not.
The woman was slightly ashamed, but still said softly: "Lu Chen."
Xu Fengnian knew in his heart that he was undoubtedly a survivor of the Spring and Autumn Period. Back then, the Liyang Dynasty ruled the world and was called Shenzhou Luchen by the scholars of the Central Plains. As long as it is Lu, after running north, in the Northern Mang and Southern Dynasties, maybe ten people can catch it. Two or three were called Lu Chen, but it was rare for a woman to be called Lu Chen. When Xu Fengnian saw the man walking with her out of the hall with an immortal old Taoist priest, he stood up, picked up the bookcase, and walked towards the main entrance. This is where Taoists and Buddhas receive incense together in the same courtyard. In the Liyang Dynasty, it must have been regarded as an evil and out-of-the-ordinary practice. It is the custom of Northern Mang that one leaf can tell autumn. When Xu Fengnian was discharged from the hospital, he remembered a marvelous incident. The sick tiger Yang Taisui went to Longhu Mountain to talk to Qi Xuanjiao, the number one Taoist in centuries. It is said that the fairy caresses my top, and my hair grows forever. It can be seen that Yang Taisui had a bad temper when he was young, but luckily he and Xu Xiao became lifelong friends.
And Qi Xuan frame, who is in the limelight all the time, can be regarded as the previous life of riding a bull.
Xu Fengnian subconsciously reached out and rubbed a circle.
Go all the way, keep drawing circles.
It is similar to the situation when Hong Xixiang on Wudang Mountain was teaching the opportunity.
The fairy caresses the top.