The sky is clear and the clouds are clear, and under the wind blowing in the morning, the white quilt is slightly fluttering, and the bamboo poles are a little overwhelming. The water breeze twisted the quilt dry, and the water splashed on the ground, and he rested the quilt on the bamboo pole. Wiping the sweat off his forehead, Shui Feng breathed a sigh of relief, looked at the bamboo pole in front of him, and thought about it.

His face suddenly improved, and Shui Feng shook his head to shake off the cranky thoughts in his heart.

Shanyue rarely got up early in the morning, looked at the bright sunshine outside, walked through the corridor, and happened to see this scene. She stretched her waist, looked at the white-clothed young man opposite and said, "Water and wind." ”

Shui Feng turned his head and saw his master, a childish face, water pupils and red lips, snow nose and black eyebrows, and a lazy color gradually revealed. Dressed in white, with black hair and crowns, he has his own charm. Shui Feng looked at it, his face turned red, and he didn't know if he was shy because of last night's dream, or because the person in front of him was too beautiful.

It took a long time for him to utter a dreamy sentence, "Master." ”

Shan Yue directly climbed down the railing and walked to the drying rack in the open space. Looking at the single quilt that was still dripping with water, she asked thoughtfully, "Didn't you wash the quilt just a few days ago?"

Shui Feng said with a different face: "I accidentally got something on it, so I came to wash it again today." Master, didn't you say that the quilt can kill bacteria by basking in the sun?" It seems that he also thinks that this reason is particularly reasonable, and even the confidence of his voice is sufficient.

Shan Yue sighed, "That's right. But it always felt like something was wrong. ”

Shui Feng lifted the wooden barrel, "Master, the pilgrims are coming soon, I'll clean it up first!"

Shan Yue looked at the back of his disciple who was far away, touched his chin, and smiled a little obscenely.

The day has gone by like this, but today seems to be a little more fun. In the afternoon, the flowers bloom and fall, the warm breeze blows the branches and leaves, the promenade Zhu Pavilion, and the white begonia is fragrant. A man in a black and gold-patterned robe walked in, his entourage was dressed in Zhu Yi, his face was white and beardless, the two looked about thirty, when they were young and vigorous, but they didn't look like they were old at all, and they couldn't say strange.

The pilgrims who passed by here saw the two of them, and because of their momentum, they spontaneously gave way.

They walked to the main hall, and the man in red found a place, wiped the chair with the towel he had brought with him, and respectfully invited the man in black to sit down.

The main hall is full of people like a sea of ants, crowded in front of Guanyin Baoxiang, and the voices of people are like boiling and reversing the sky. Jinghangguan has only had two masters and apprentices for so many years, and it was still able to cope with it in the past, but after more and more people came from the fame, it was a little difficult to do. Surrounded by a group of female dependents, the smile on her face was a little stiff, and she wondered if she should find more apprentices to help.

Shui Feng poured tea and water, and a Yang girl who took the initiative to help took his task and waited on the right, Shui Feng smiled at her, which was regarded as thanks.

Shui Feng put a cup of flower tea on the small table and said, "Donor, please drink tea." ”

The man in black originally looked boring, but when he suddenly saw the water breeze, his expression was stunned for a second, and he quickly returned to his previous appearance, and he said, "What kind of tea is this?"

Shui Feng looked down at the yellow chrysanthemum in the teacup, and said, "Chrysanthemum tea, clear the heat and relieve the heat." ”

The man in black raised his eyes and asked curiously, "Oh, what kind of chrysanthemum is this, I've never seen it." ”

Shui Feng's attention stayed on the Zhu Yiren behind him, thinking that this person was really strange, so different from Uncle Zhao and Brother Li!

Shui Feng heard the question of the man in black, "......"

The man in black looked at him very seriously, the water breeze rubbed it, he picked up the plate, and said, "Donor, this chrysanthemum is not the yellow-clothed lady planted by celebrities. Every autumn is all over the mountains, it is not valuable, but the medicinal effect is not bad. Donors can try. After saying that, he went to the side to bring tea.

The man in black had not yet come to his senses, his fingers were holding the teacup, and the man in red behind him frowned and said, "Lord, this tea ......" The man in black made a stop gesture, and the man in red closed his mouth.

The man in black was casually drinking the so-called chrysanthemum tea, and his eyes kept catching the figure of the young man in white. This tea ...... "Look at him, do you think it looks familiar?"

This sentence was undoubtedly asking the man in red, and the man in red thought about it again and again, and pondered this sentence in his heart several times. "The eyebrows are like you, and the mouth is like Mrs. Li. The slave didn't know if it was the little master, but the news was true. ”

The man in black nodded and said, "Long Peijin locks the blood book, all of which are indispensable." Anyway, I'm idle, I'm idle, so I'll stay here for a while and see if he's really it. Speaking of this, his eyebrows and eyes were sharper, Zhu Yiren didn't dare to refute, he only replied, he also knew that it was useless to say it or not, this master has never been a person who can listen to others.

The man in black smiled, put down the teacup, and sat down peacefully.

The flow of people gradually thinned out, and the houses were quiet under the twilight. Shan Yue looked at the man in black and looked at it several times before he said kindly: "The donor is from the capital?" Shui Feng stood behind her, accepting the constant probing gaze, feeling uncomfortable, but it was hard to say.

The man in black said: "The contemptible person's surname is Xiao." I have heard the name of the real person who has been watching the mountains and the moon for a long time, and today I can be regarded as seeing it. The posture of a real immortal, both movement and stillness, and the clean air made Xiao admire. "The name of the child's face is indeed true. The heart surnamed Xiao said, it's a pity that such a beauty is a nun, she should have lived in Zhu Geqihu, wearing neon clothes and feathers, playing jade qin and bamboo flute, and watching poems and songs......

Shanyue smiled slightly, very moving, of course she likes others to praise her. "Your Excellency praises falsely, Shanyue is a white dress, but it is just someone else's scene, and I can't listen to it. ”

Shui Feng was a little uncomfortable, this person came to rob him of the master! He sank his face unhappily, the surname Xiao still remembered his purpose, and finally removed his eyes from Shan Yue's face, he glanced at Shui Feng's bad expression, and probably guessed that he didn't like to stare at his master.

"I heard that the true humanity is mysterious, how can I be vain. Don't hide it from the real person, the contemptible person is studying "Lao Tzu" at the moment, and he always half-knows, so he came to ask the real person, and I hope that the real person can solve it. ”

Shan Yue said unfathomably: "The good Taoist is my friend, Your Excellency may wish to study with the poor Tao." He obviously always cared about the person behind her, Shui Feng. If she guessed correctly, the message that went out played a role. I just don't know if this person is an enemy of the water and wind or a relative.

The surnamed Xiao said the idea of staying overnight, and Shan Yue had a plan, and the two talked about it, and even set a ten-day meeting and interview method.

Shui Feng carried the oil lamp to send the master back to the house, the night was quiet and windless, and the moon was as white as milk. For a long time, Shui Feng couldn't help but ask the question in his heart.

"Master, we don't know the details of this man, why do you want to keep him here?"

Shan Yue looked at the night scene, fireflies floated out of the grass like lamps, the stars rustled, a grand scene, and the corridor was wonderful. "He's coming for you. ”

Shui Feng was surprised, he suppressed himself for a long time, and said slowly: "Master, is someone of my blood coming to me?" Since he was sensible, he knew that he was picked up by his master. Picked up an abandoned baby in a tub while washing clothes by the river. He had been to that place like a dream many times, and had waited for them to come to him many times. Shui Feng smiled bitterly in his heart, but that was all in the past. Now he only hopes to be with his master all the time, and he doesn't want anyone to intervene between them. He only had one wish. Those who are related by blood, those who cultivate the Tao are also abandoned. Master, accompanied by a lifetime.

The little apprentice was excessively quiet, and Shan Yue, who knew him well, knew that he was very uncomfortable now, but she had to let him know. So she hesitated, her voice was not as fast as before, and she slowed down.

"Why? Didn't you really want to see your relatives before? It's rare that you are afraid of your hometown now?"

The sound of the water breeze seemed thin and weak in the wind, and the sudden wind blew the sleeves of the young man coolly, and Shan Yue looked at her like this, and only then did she really realize that the child she had raised sixteen had grown up.

In terms of appearance, he has already surpassed her. The hands and feet are slender, but the figure is a little thinner. Mentally, it is getting stronger little by little.

What he said, Shan Yue didn't hear, she sighed, and said, "Shui Feng, the master is no longer young." "According to the normal situation, she is almost forty now, and for an ancient woman, she is indeed old.

But her face is still like an eighteen girl, but the gradual slowing of her brain can't hide herself.

"Master, you're still very young! Shui Feng looked at her, warm and affectionate. Shanyue chuckled, grabbed his face, and said in a gentle voice: "I'm almost forty, you can't see it." That's good, anyway, they're all young and young, so it's pretty good to say. ”

Shui Feng was annoyed and awkward, "Master." ”

Shan Yue curled his mouth and put down his hand. "If you touch it, you won't lose a piece of meat. So stingy. ”

The face of the water breeze was red in the night, and the mountain and moon were still sad, and they didn't notice this beautiful scenery at all.

The white robe fluttered slightly in the wind, and a long crown was emanated, and her beautiful figure disappeared at some point.

The moon was also ashamed and hid in the clouds. The water breeze picked up the white towel on the ground, and the fragrance of roses permeated the nose. This is the taste of the master.

I don't know why he is reluctant to give up, he just wants to watch this month, whether he doesn't return overnight or sleeplessly. That eager desire swept through his heart like fire.

Master, Shanyue real person, Shanyue.

If one day, he wished he could call her a mountain moon.

With a plain voice, it seems that they have been living like this all along.

There is no worldly intervention, no temptation of relatives. It would be nice to keep going like this.

Never separate.

He loves the view of quiet navigation and rejoices...... Master.

Even if the years are unforgiving, this pure land will always stop in my heart.