"Grandpa, I'm sorry, I'm late, so I've kept you waiting!"

Seeing Grandpa Feng, Jin Yefeng didn't have the heart to deal with Aunt Mei anymore, so she ran straight to Grandpa Feng.

"Second child, slow down, don't be so flustered, how old are you!"

Seeing Jin Yefeng running over, Grandpa Feng immediately stopped her, although his tone was stern, his eyes showed the love of the elders for the juniors.

"Yes......" Jin Yefeng hurriedly and obediently slowed down.

"Let's go, let's go up the mountain!"

Jin Yefeng wanted to hold Grandpa Feng's arm, but as soon as he turned around, he had already floated lightly into the path on the west side of the bamboo forest with meteor-like steps.

"Grandpa......" Jin Yefeng had to speed up his pace and hurriedly followed.

Grandpa Feng's legs and feet were very neat, and when Jin Yefeng caught up with him, he had already walked about half the way, but Jin Yefeng found out that Aunt Mei was actually following behind.

However, Jin Yefeng's physical strength made her have no time to take care of anything else - she began to gasp for breath again and again.

Fortunately, Grandpa Feng didn't intend to get rid of her, and he turned around after a few steps, and he saw Jin Yefeng's embarrassed appearance, as well as Aunt Mei who was "tailgating".

"Xiaomei, you don't have to follow, go back, my second child and I have to talk alone for a while!"

"Yes......" Aunt Mei seemed a little disappointed, but she was helpless, she stopped, and could only watch the two continue to go up the mountain.

Getting rid of Aunt Mei, Jin Yefeng was half relieved, but the other half was ...... She looked up at the mountain, which was not high or not, and she could only sweat secretly in her heart, blaming herself for being too lacking in exercise......

And Grandpa Feng just glanced at Jin Yefeng, and he said in a flat tone:

"What's the matter? Are you tired, do you need to slow down, or do you just go back?"

As soon as she heard this, Jin Yefeng felt as if she had been knocked on the head, she immediately raised her head, and looked at Grandpa Feng with a firm and stubborn look:

"I'm not tired, no need to be slow, grandpa, just follow your pace, I can keep up with you!"

"Good!"

Hearing this, Grandpa Feng didn't say anything, but a light flashed in his eyes without a trace, he turned around and continued to walk towards the mountain, but never looked back.

Until they finally came to the halfway up the mountain, that is, the "Meridian Flow" practice platform they came to last time.

Grandpa Feng stood calmly in front of the Yin and Yang Pisces, and then went to look for Jin Yefeng's figure, she was only a few steps slower, although she was sweating and breathing violently, she followed closely.

"Good job! It deserves to be the ...... of 'gold and stone for opening'"

He nodded approvingly, and looked back into the distance.

Following Grandpa Feng's sight, Jin Yefeng was pleasantly surprised to find that standing here, he could enjoy the scenery of the entire Biluo Village.

The last time she came, she only looked at the immortal wind and aura of the practice platform itself, and didn't focus on the scenery below the mountain.

And this time, the beautiful scenery in full view actually made Jin Yefeng, who was extremely tired all the way up the mountain, forget that there was a lack of ATP in his body.

As far as the eye can see, the valley is lush turquoise, interspersed with the embellishments of the stars beginning to turn yellow, and the light mist of the early morning and the rising sun weave a golden coat as thin as the wings of cicadas.

The whole village seemed peaceful and glittering, with long narrow village paths and an endless stream intertwined like two streamers on the waist of a fairy.

The houses and farmlands scattered here are the pearls and gems on the streamers, and the turquoise lake at the source is the fairy's most precious jade and jade pendant, everything is so perfectly just right.

In the embrace of nature, this land is floating out of the dust, as if a real fairy once came, bringing the "blue fall" of the world from the sky.

Jin Yefeng stood here with Grandpa Feng for a long time, at first the two of them had no movements or words, as if they were wrestling in secret, until a ray of sunlight stung Jin Yefeng's eyes, and she came back to her senses.

She looked at Grandpa Feng, who seemed to have calmed his mind at the same moment as her, and he suddenly asked:

"Second child, do you know what 'Biluo' is?"

"'There are cedars in the green mountains as streams, and there are no clouds and cranes give birth to dragons', Biluo, which refers to the sky, and it is said that in Taoism, it also refers to the first layer of the sky in the east, because the blue sky is full of clouds, and it is called 'Biluo'......"

Jin Yefeng said faintly, she specially chose a relatively cold poem, avoiding the well-known Bai Juyi's "Song of Long Hatred", because she felt that the ending was too miserable and unlucky.

"Haha, it seems right to tell you to study more when you were a child!"

Grandpa Feng nodded, his face was full of relief, but after a while, it gradually turned into seriousness and remorse, and he sighed:

"Since you know what Biluo means, then you must also know that the other side of 'Biluo' is 'Huangquan'......"

"The upper poor blue falls down the yellow spring, and there is no ...... in the two places"

Grandpa Feng actually read out the poignant and sadistic sentence that Jin Yefeng avoided, and his eyes were full of sorrow about the eternal separation of heaven and man.

Li Longji remembers Yang Yuhuan, but who is Grandpa Feng remembering? Is it Grandma Xie? or Grandma Feng? Or Feng Yifei's aunt?

Jin Yefeng's heart suddenly felt like he had been pricked by a needle, although it was not as tragic as the blood flow, but it happened to be the most painful.

"Second child, come and see, although this village is very beautiful, it also hides a dark side, just like there must be shadows under the sun, and behind the blue fall there must be yellow springs......"

Grandpa Feng pointed out a direction for Jin Yefeng, Jin Yefeng looked over, and sure enough, there was a group of gray-roofed buildings in front of the bamboo forest leading to the Feng family's mansion, which was also at the foot of another mountain, and was shrouded in shadows at this time.

Where is it? Why did Grandpa Feng point out there? Jin Yefeng was very puzzled in his heart, but he didn't ask on the spot, but silently remembered it in his heart.

"Second child, do you like to read?"

Seeing that Jin Yefeng didn't ask, Grandpa Feng seemed to be very satisfied, so he continued to ask.

"I love to read the most, I didn't have any friends when I was young, my biggest hobby is reading, books are my friends!"

Jin Yefeng nodded sincerely, and smiled bitterly, this is absolutely true, she remembered her lonely childhood, only accompanied by books and pianos.

"Very good, then you are welcome to visit my library at any time, I am old now, my eyes are spent, I can't read books, you can read those books, the key to go and ask Mr. Li for it!"

Speaking of which, Grandpa Feng completely showed his clear mind, unlike an old man with Alzheimer's disease, even if it was a precursor, and he continued to remind:

"Second child, I remember that there is a manuscript of "Song of Long Hatred" in the library from the Tang Dynasty, which is a priceless treasure, you must wear gloves when you read it, and read it carefully!"

"Okay, thanks grandpa, I remember!"

Jin Yefeng became more and more puzzled, why did Grandpa Feng insist on calling her "second" if he could say these sober-minded words?

And is there any secret hidden in the "Song of Long Hatred" that he told and repeatedly reminded?

"Okay, let's start practicing! You learn my movements, and practice slowly with me. ”

After saying this, Grandpa Feng seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, he moved his shoulders and began to put on a posture for practice.

"Okay!"

And this "qi" seems to be transferred to Jin Yefeng in an instant with the direction of the meridian flow, but this "qi" is not pressure for her, but a kind of courage.

She stood beside Grandpa Feng, learning his old man's slow movements in a good way, and had to marvel at the magic of this treasure land, and she gradually felt the power from the mountains and greens surging up from the ground......

The practice was over, from exhausting his physical strength to calming down, and then to Jin Yefeng, who was sweating profusely, he felt unprecedented happiness, as if he had experienced all kinds of life in this hour.

She had also practiced Tai Chi with her master before, but it was only scratching the surface, and she also had the attitude of learning knowledge, and she did not deeply experience it-

The philosophy of Tai Chi, which itself seems chaotic, is actually extremely sober: it warns people to conform to the "Great Dao to Virtue" and the laws of nature, not to be bound by external objects, to "do nothing but do nothing", and to have a quiet and harmonious heart that does everything.

Just like Zhuang Zhou Mengdie, it is impossible for people to tell clearly, whether we perceive the world, or the world is perceived by us, and perhaps it just so happens that our world is the world perceived by another person......

Jin Yefeng was immersed in his own mental trance, and Grandpa Feng, who was resting under the tree with his back against him, suddenly stood up, and while walking down the mountain, he turned his back to Jin Yefeng and said:

"Erxiao is a good boy, if you take good care of him by his side and help him, I will be relieved......"

Looking at Grandpa Feng's immortal back, Jin Yefeng was stunned for a moment, and she was suddenly enlightened - maybe the purpose of Grandpa Feng bringing her to practice Tai Chi today was to tell her: Don't be fooled by the surface!

The steps of the two of them down the mountain were not very relaxed, and at the foot of the mountain, Feng Yifei was followed by Wang Qimai, Li Junfeng, Uncle Li, and Aunt Mei, who had been waiting for a long time.

Seeing the two of them appear on the stairs, Feng Yifei rushed up with an arrow:

"Grandpa, after practicing, the tea has been brewed for you!"

He was talking to Grandpa Feng on the surface, but his eyes drifted to Jin Yefeng, only to see that her face was ruddy, and her eyes were also flashing with pleasure, and he stuffed his hanging heart back into his stomach.

"Grandpa!"

Wang Qimai also rushed over, showing his intimacy and holding Grandpa Feng's arm, and glanced at Jin Yefeng.

Grandpa Feng glanced around everyone, and finally focused on Feng Yifei.

I saw him hurriedly run to Jin Yefeng's side, and took out a tissue from his pocket, wiped the sweat from his forehead and sideburns for her, and his eyes were full of boundless concern:

"I'm tired, aren't you? I'm sweating on such a cold day, wipe it off, it's time to catch a cold in a while! By the way, you didn't fall, did you?

"I'm fine, I'm so happy with my grandfather!"

In front of so many people, especially the elders, Jin Yefeng hurriedly pushed him away shyly.

"Let's go back!"

Grandpa Feng saw the behavior of these two people, but he didn't seem to take it to heart, he attracted everyone's attention and led everyone to the courtyard.

Along the way, Feng Yifei was still careful, as if he wanted to make up for the two hours of separation just now.

"I'm fine, you don't have to help me walk like this!" Even Jin Yefeng couldn't stand it anymore.

"No, have you forgotten that you have such a serious injury on your leg?" Feng Yifei was stubborn.

"Uh, if you don't say it, I really forgot about ......it," Jin Yefeng scratched his head, and then remembered the wound on his leg that had not yet scabbed.

They walked at the back of the crowd, and as they walked through the verandah leading to the restaurant, she couldn't help but suddenly ask:

"By the way, I still want to ask you something! Outside the bamboo forest path to the east of the Feng family's mansion, there is a group of irregular gray-roofed buildings, whose home is it?"

Feng Yifei frowned, and his expression instantly changed from tenderness to discordant seriousness:

"Why did you ask about this all of a sudden?"