"Master Huaisu, why are you here, we have been looking for you for a long time. Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info" confirmed Huaisu's identity, and the middle-aged man smiled bitterly.

This is not a lie, he did look for Huaisu for a long time.

When Huaisu went down the mountain, it didn't take long to see someone pretending to be a serious illness in his family to cheat.

Then he was delayed because of some things, so he delayed the time to go to the organizing committee, and when he finally went, he had already found someone else.

The person who invited Huaisu at the beginning was naturally apologetic for this, and wanted to introduce Huaisu to a few lovers of calligraphy and painting as compensation.

However, Huaisu didn't have much interest in this, and took the opportunity to go down the mountain, watching while walking, and walking all the way.

By chance, he rescued Qiao Mei, who was almost sold as soon as he arrived in the field.

Just left her hometown and came to the field alone, she was almost sold to a brothel by her very kind big sister, this experience made her a little frightened like a blank piece of paper, and although the person escaped, all the belongings were thrown there, so she went to the aid station to ask for help and go home.

She was fifteen or sixteen years old, and she was born a good-looking girl in that kind of mixed place, what happened can be imagined, and she was almost ****** again, but fortunately, she ran fast, ran out of the aid station again, and then met Huaisu again.

Two such experiences filled her with fear of strangers.

Only Huaisu, the person who saved her once, gave him some sense of security.

Later, Huaisu also took pity on the girl's experience and sent her home.

When she returned home, she realized that her grandfather had been paralyzed there from a stroke before she returned.

And her grandmother is also sick from overwork. This is not an accumulation of one or two days, but more than ten years of hard work has been pressing on the body, and the body has been damaged, and it also broke out after her grandfather had a stroke.

If it weren't for the coincidence of her return, I'm afraid she wouldn't have seen these two for the last time.

The successive encounters for more than a month almost broke her.

Fortunately, Huaisu took a hand at that time, and after sending her back, he saw that the situation at her home stayed for the time being.

One winter, Huaisu helped to do some hard work, carrying water, chopping wood, and repairing the house.

Otherwise, a teenage girl and two sick and almost paralyzed elderly people don't know how to survive this winter.

However, as the weather cooled down day by day, the health of the two old men became worse and worse.

Huaisu can only be said to be a rough pharmacology, because in the past, both Buddhism and Taoism studied medicine in order to facilitate missionary work.

According to his estimate, it will be difficult for these two old people to survive this winter.

It's not just a matter of medicine, it's their bodies that have run out of oil over the years.

It's just that I've been thinking about this Qiao Mei, a child who has no parents, so I have been persevering.

Now, I finally can't hold on anymore.

……

Huai Su just smiled at the middle-aged man's words: "What is the matter with this benefactor looking for a poor monk?" ”

"Master Huaisu, it's really ...... here as you" The middle-aged man first looked around, and then said, "Why don't you arrange a place for Master Huaisu below?" ”

"No need, just say something." Waisu shook his head. These days, he does rough work here every day, sitting in meditation, which looks not much different from the temple, but in the dwelling, seeing the two old men getting weaker day by day, seeing Qiao Mei getting thinner and thinner, and every day he has to cheer up and talk to the old man, he also feels a lot of things.

He had a feeling that he had already found the reason that had been holding him no further, and that he might come to his senses at some point.

Maybe today, maybe half a year.

How could he possibly leave at such a time?

What's more, here, it is still a mansion and a mansion, and there is no difference in his heart.

Eat but fill your stomach, sleep no more than a three-foot bed.

The middle-aged man saw that Huai Huaisu's face was calm, and he didn't think there was anything wrong with the place where he lived, and he knew that this person had a good heart.

Over the years, he had met so many people. Some people say that money is not important, but in fact they are not able to earn more, so they can only move their mouths and say a few words sourly.

In this world, how many people really don't like to enjoy?

But Huaisu is obviously not the kind of person above. He has read Huaisu's calligraphy, and it is worth a thousand gold. And it's a thousand words.

Such people don't care about enjoyment, they don't care about money, they really don't care.

The other old man had not spoken since the beginning of the year, and at this time he spoke: "There are two things to find the master this time.

First, it is Master He Changhe who wants to see you.

Second, I want to ask the master for a pair of words, I have always liked calligraphy and painting, and I have a lot of collections at home. Although the reputation of the master is not obvious, the word of the master can be said to be rare in the world, and as far as I can see, there are not many people who can beat the master throughout the ages. Therefore, I want to ask the master for a pair of calligraphy as an heirloom. ”

"I won't see anyone else." Huai Su first said no to the first thing.

This surprised the two, He Chang is now recognized as the first famous calligrapher in China, as long as he loves calligraphy, he is proud to see him. When the two of them thought about it, Huaisu should be overjoyed when he heard that He Chang wanted to see him.

No matter how good his handwriting is, no one knows it after all. But if He Chang came forward to say a few words, his worth immediately rose. Unexpectedly, he refused directly.

"It's okay to ask for words, I don't have pen and ink here, you can bring your own." Waisu continued. These two people came by coincidence, it just so happened that the Qiao family really had no money now, not to mention the medicine of the two old men, and they couldn't even eat.

Even if Huai Su doesn't ask about the world, he knows that his words are probably enough for the Qiao family to eat for a few years.

"Thank you." The old man arched his hand.

The middle-aged man still has to speak: "Master He Chang is recognized as a master of calligraphy......

Before he finished speaking, Huaisu didn't interrupt: "If you can't say it, it's gone, do you still want a copybook?" ”

The middle-aged man opened his mouth and couldn't speak for a long time. I still wanted to take this opportunity to meet Master He Chang, but I didn't expect this Huaisu to be so weird.

No matter how plain you are, it won't be like this, right?

But they didn't know that everything that was extremely important in their eyes was not what Huaisu wanted at all. Those practices that conform to common sense, Huaisu also disdains them. It's not for anything, but I really don't care about it.

Although the first request was directly denied, the second two would not give up. I have to say that this Huaisu's word is really good, which has its own true meaning, under the pen dragon and snake, there is also the true meaning of Buddhism, which is not something that ordinary people can sit on. As the old man said, there are not many who can beat him throughout the ages.

This is still too full of what the old man said, if the famous calligrapher of thousands of years crawled out of the coffin and dared to say that he was better than Huaisu in cursive, I am afraid that there would be no one.

"That's it, you bring your own pen, ink, paper, and inkstone, and then come back to me." After Huaisu finished speaking, he remembered something again: "By the way, I will find a doctor then, preferably Chinese medicine." ”

After speaking, he ignored them and continued to chop firewood on his own.

Until the two left, Qiao Mei was still dizzy on the side.

From the moment the two men came in, she couldn't say a word. Even if she has never seen the world again, she can see that these two people are people with great status.

Such a person came to Huaisu to ask for a pair of words.

What else did the recognized No. 1 master of calligraphy want to see Huaisu, and he even refused directly.

Originally, she only thought that Huaisu was a kind-hearted monk and just an ordinary person, but everything she had just seen made her realize that she didn't know much about Huaisu.

But after thinking about it, she put it down. After all, in her heart, she can't hold much now.

Compared with who Huaisu is, she is more concerned about whether Huaisu will leave.

She's close to Waisu, not because of anything else.

It was Huaisu who made her feel a feeling as warm as a father.

Since she was a child, she has no parents, and she has not felt the love of her father and mother, and she has been thinking about what it would be like while envying other children.

It wasn't until the second time she met Huaisu that she began to be suspicious of everyone else, and she had a sense of trust in her heart.

Later, on the way to Huaisu and take her back to her hometown in Bashu, a feeling of admiration also rose in her heart.

For the first time, she didn't have to think about anything, she didn't have to worry about anything, there was such a person in front of her to shelter from the wind and rain.

That's what she's been longing for, but can't get.