No wonder a few days ago, Bai Lan not only learned to make fireworks food, but also paid attention to the feng shui layout of people's courtyards. The pen & fun & pavilion www.biquge.info asked her why, but she only smiled and didn't answer. At that time, I guessed that she probably wanted to learn from mortals to make a roof tile to settle down, but I didn't expect that she would actually build a garden. The garden is very large, carved beams and painted buildings, winding paths and pavilions, mountains and rocks landscaping, forests and trees, everything is available, just look at the ten rooms and nine empty, it seems that there is no time to buy furniture. The little yellow warbler led me through the garden, and arrived at a pavilion built near the water, and I could see a woman in white clothes standing in front of the corridor in the wind, with a fluttering jade belt.

She sat down with me in the pavilion, lit the stove to make tea, poured me one, and asked me what I thought of the garden. I can't say that I am ugly, I just say that it looks decent, and people feel peaceful when they walk in it. She also nodded and said, the clothing, food, housing and transportation in the world are all learning, and we, who are snakes, if we want to learn, we really have to spend some time, and we can't be stingy with our spirits; Even the location of the garden, she ran to several places before picking it here.

Although clothing, food, shelter and transportation are all the trades of mortals, and each is the knowledge of the world, but for thousands of years, the methods of mortals to feed the body are only these four things, keeping warm, sheltering the body, nourishing the body, and hiking, which are not necessarily strange compared with the past. I didn't think much of Bai Lan's statement, I felt thirsty, so I first picked up the teacup and swallowed it in one go, and then took her words: We have to learn how to learn, and the names that mortals make up have always been extremely cumbersome, and it is always just like that. You and I are not here, so why spend that time learning!

Bai Lan stretched out her left hand and poked my forehead, and pretended to be angry: Just because you are powerful, I will say anything casually, after your poor mouth and thin tongue, it will suddenly become useless.

So I'm a poor mouthful, right? Master said that among the "ten evils" there is a "gossip". "Qiyu" comes from the heart polluted by troubles, so it has various aliases, but in terms of habitual theory, it mostly refers to saying some rude and immodest words, so the poor mouth and thin tongue should be regarded as saying rash nonsense, right? I tilted my head to look at the sky, pondered, and swallowed another cup of tea. Bai Lan snatched the teacup with one hand and said, "Is there anyone like you who tastes tea like this?" But drink the donkey. Absent-mindedly, don't go crazy when you come back from the Xuanguang Cave - beware of choking. After saying that, she poured me another cup of tea and said, "Taste it carefully." ”

We talked a lot, including my experience of going to Xuanguang Cave for a few days, Bai Lan had the same opinion as me about the silent situation in Xuanguang Cave, thinking that if Lu Bing didn't take the housekeeper out with him, he would be in retreat and cultivation, and it would not be suitable to meet guests. We chatted and chatted, and before we knew that night was falling, and the moon was on the willows. I followed the smell of the smell of cooked meat, and I followed the smell to see that the little yellow warbler was picking a glass lantern and carrying a food box from the other side of the lake. I thought it was time for each of them to cook and eat again, so I told Bai Lan that I was going back to Jinxia Cave to do my homework. Bai Lan nodded. I asked her if she would go back with her, and she said it would take a while. I looked at her and probably fell in love with this house, so I said, in the end, it is an earthly place, and it is in the middle of the city, it may not be peaceful, if you think it is too noisy, it is better to go back, otherwise it will hinder your cultivation, and it is not a joke. Bai Lan leaned on the railing and laughed at me for being so nasty, could it be that she didn't know how old she was a naughty child? Listening to her parable, I couldn't help but laugh - if it is purely based on the age of mortals, we are not only the eldest and not small, but we are all really "fine".

At this time, the little yellow warbler carried her skirt and carefully bypassed the water stains that splashed on the verandah when the carp freed up the water. I suddenly remembered that I didn't know her name yet, so I quipped: What is the child's name? Do you like to watch the legend of the white snake, don't you also attract a 'little green' like Bai Suzhen?

Bai Lan saw that I was teasing her, so she was naturally not polite: Don't worry, I won't offend you. She was originally a yellow bird spirit, and she was called a golden warbler.

Farewell to Bai Lan, I put up my sword light and flew back to Jinxia Cave. Although the furnishings in the cave are not very exquisite, it is always quieter than coming down the mountain. In the stone cave, there are several large and small stone chambers, for daily use, and then the depth is a very wide mountain belly and flat river, full of herbs, next to a spring in the southeast corner, there are also twelve rare fruit trees, the spring water flows into a shallow stream and meanders, and goes around with the growth of the fruit tree. These fruit trees don't know what the name is, the flowers bloom in two colors, or red or purple, the appearance is elegant, the fruit is silvery-white, the small juice is more, the taste is light, although it is not a thousand years of ginseng, ten thousand years of purple mushroom and the like, but it has the miraculous effect of clearing the mind and calming the mind. Because I didn't know the name of this fruit tree, I called it a silver scale fruit with Bai Lan without permission. The silver-scaled fruit tree is hard, more than six feet high, and the body of the tree can only be hugged by three or four people; Every year, there must be three flowering, three fruiting, three branching and germinating, and three falling leaves resting, as if the twelve fruit trees have their own spirituality, and each palm time, according to the time of the four seasons, take turns to rest and recuperate. This is a strange thing in Jinxia Cave.

There is also a strange thing in Jinxia Cave. The stone cave is naturally filled with soft light, people live in it, there is no need to hold the lamp, it is not as troublesome as Bai Lan to live in the world, the sunset is peaceful, the light is slightly dimmed, and he is busy lighting the lamp for light. Bai Lan and I are fine, like a little bird spirit like Jin Ying, the cultivation days are still shallow, due to the limited talent, the ability to see at night is even lower than that of mortals, I am afraid it will be very inconvenient at night.

The soft light in the cave is like the sun shining in the early morning, reflecting the surface of the shallow stream formed by the spring water, and the light is dancing from time to time. A few petals of red or white flowers slowly float down, or fall on the white stones of the clear spring, or drift slowly. As I walked among the trees, I pondered where the light in the cave came from, and I was reminded of an experience I had many years ago when I shielded myself from the wind and snow for my refuge master.

The Refuge Master was a monk with strict precepts, and when he was still alive, he lived in a thatched hut. The thatched hut was built against a mountain rock recessed inward, warm in summer and cool in winter, very simple, but the master lived in it, and he was always like no one else, meditating and working calmly. There were two believers who were facing the mountain who repeatedly proposed to build a good house for the master to use as a dojo, but the master only refused, saying, "This body is the dojo, where else to repair?"

Although I cultivated my human form and was born without fear of wind, snow and rain, I encountered a very cold weather, controlled by the habits of the snake body, and if I was not careful, I would be attacked by drowsiness and dissipation, and I would fall asleep. One year it was like this, it snowed heavily for several days, and the wind and snow were extremely cold, and I don't know how many years I hadn't seen that formation. I thought to myself that Master's thatched hut was leaking, and that the old man would probably feel uncomfortable, so he took on the original form of a big snake, and stood outside the house with a spiritual pestle. My original intention was to protect the refuge master from the wind and snow, but I didn't want to fight myself, so I fell asleep cold, and when I opened my eyes, I was already on the edge of the fire in the thatched hut, and I appeared like a little snake curled up in a ball.

I especially remember that the hut was so warm and quiet, full of peaceful light, and did not dazzle people's eyes at all; The refuge master sat on the stone bed and sat down, the Dharma was solemn, and he didn't distinguish between cold and warm at all. However, my mind moved, and I felt that the wind outside the thatched hut was roaring, and the slightest bit was penetrating. I knew that it was the Refuge Master who saved me who didn't know the height of the sky, and I was ashamed, but I was more and more grateful to his old man, and I still went to the Venerable Front every winter to support me, and the problem of cold was slowly cured, which is a later story. I especially remember curling up on the ground at that time, and I only had one thought in my heart: I don't know what year and month, I can also learn and succeed, even if I live in the thatched hut with leaky walls, I am like the master, which is tantamount to being in a beautiful mansion, and I am also at ease.

When I practiced in the stone room until the next day, I felt hungry, so I went to the empty court and picked two silver scale fruits to satisfy my hunger. Soon after closing his eyes, it was as if he heard the voice of someone talking somewhere in the cave. At first, I thought it was a demonic thing, and I didn't care about it, but the voice chattered for a long time, and suddenly spit out the word "Lu Bing" - my heart was in a daze, and I opened my eyes and followed the sound that seemed to be absent from the gossamer. The sound came from the stone table where tea was being cooked in the adjacent room, and there was nothing on the table except the cloud sac that I had put down casually when I came back for tea. There are a few treasures in the lock cloud bag, but except for the Seven Treasure Round Box, none of them are locked alive. Needless to say, this voice must be the Mengshan turtle spirit doing a trick, I actually forgot about it completely.