The time had reached the end of March, and after coming down from Gongga Mountain, Fang Hong went towards Danba County. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Gongga Mountain is very large, big enough to have two mountaineering routes in the north and south, there is a large scenic spot, there is no man's land, the legend enters Xichuan, goes on Niubei Mountain, you can overlook Xichuan, and even can see Gongga, and in Gongga Snow Top, you can overlook the world.

Of course, the side that Fang Hong chose to glide on was the side with a huge drop, known as the Devil's Peak, and in the six days here, a team of mountaineering teams had never encountered it.

Although this is the Devil's Peak in the mountaineering world, it is a sacred mountain of Buddhism, and here, Fang Hong thought of one thing.

That is, when you get married, you have to find an elder on your side.

There are a lot of classmates and friends, but the relatives don't move around much, Fang Hong's father Fang Shaowu has a bad temper, and most of the relatives of the forces, Fang Shaowu doesn't want to see him, this time, it has been passed to Fang Hong's generation, a lonely person who is a child.

Fang Hong was on the holy mountain and remembered Master Luo.

If you don't go to the Golden Bull Hotel to invite the master, then only Master Luo is the most suitable to be the representative of the elders, and the master has agreed to bring a group of brothers and sisters to help hold the banquet for Luo, and there is no extra effort to take care of other things.

The spring menu is extremely complicated, and only one senior brother can get on the table, and the others are almost all new apprentices this year, and they can't be in charge yet.

As for the marriage news, it made Fang Hong even more speechless.

In the few days on the ship, it was Tang Yixin's dangerous period, and as soon as the time passed, it should be menstrual in more than a week, but there was no movement.

In terms of time, the pregnancy test stick was just able to detect the hormones secreted by pregnancy, and once verified, I won the lottery.

This special shooting mastery shouldn't be LV1, it should be LV infinity......

Tang Yixin was pregnant, a little suddenly, Fang Hong and Tang Yixin had only confirmed their relationship for less than three months, and now that Tang Yixin was pregnant, Fang Hong still knew about it by phone, so he discussed it with Tang Shicheng and prepared to get married.

Tang Yixin has been worrying about this matter recently, and Fang Hong and Tang Shicheng haven't told Tang Yixin about this matter yet.

When he goes back, Fang Hong is going to propose.

On April 1, Fang Hong carried his bag and climbed to the top of the middle road, wanting to find Master Luo.

Mona, the door is not locked, and the people are not there.

Fang Hong sat on the threshold of the Buddhist hall, waiting for Master Luo to come back.

After waiting all morning, bored, watching the clouds roll up and down, looking at the Murdo Snow Mountain in the distance, feeling a rare leisure.

In the clouds and mist, a figure slowly walked out, and Fang Hong immediately got up and waited at the door.

Master Luo glanced up, then looked down at the road: "You little king and eight lambs are here again." ”

"Master Luo. ”

Master Luo carried a back basket with some vegetarian dishes in it, and when he arrived at the Buddha Hall, Master Luo put down the stick used as a cane and put down the back basket: "Borrow." ”

"Okay. Fang Hong then carried the basket and put it on the ground.

Master Luo gently twisted the monk's robe and shook it twice, shaking off the dust: "What are you doing this time?

"Master Luo. Fang Hong was very solemn: "I want to ask you for one thing." ”

The old monk smiled: "It's not a good thing to hear it." ”

"It's a good thing, but it's a nuisance. ”

"Let's say, monks are not afraid of trouble. ”

"That's right, I'm going to get married, but my father has already ......" Fang Hong raised his head: "I want you to attend my wedding banquet as an elder." ”

It's not just a trouble, it's a big problem.

At the wedding banquet, the six animals and three meats were all gathered, and the house was full of the smell of lard and meat, which everyone should think about what it meant to the monks, especially the ascetics like the old monks.

The old monk sat on the threshold, wiped his bald head with his hand, and after thinking about it, he seemed to feel that it was not in line with his temperament as an old monk in the mountains, so he stroked his beard again: "It's indeed a troublesome thing, when is it?"

"It's been the last time, not long. ”

"Where?"

"Yamashita, of course. ”

Master Luo glanced back at Fang Hong: "I know the bottom of the mountain, where is it?"

“CQ。 ”

This time, the old monk was in a dilemma.

How many years ago, the old monk walked out of Chongqing, went to Xichuan, went to the snow mountain, lived in this temple and served an old monk.

Fang Hong didn't speak anymore.

The top of the hill fell silent.

The old monk's green robe shook in the wind, and he thought the same in his heart.

After a long time, the old monk sighed: "I just have a friend, your terrible father, to attend your wedding instead of him, I don't think it's good to refuse." ”

"Master Luo, did you agree?"

"Little Wang Ba Lamb, it's better not to get married, and escaping into the empty door is the right way. ”

Fang Hong took a mouthful of old blood: "Do you want your old friend's family to be the last." ”

"There are many things in life that you can't think of, how do you know that after a few decades, you won't step into this mountain and never go out again?"

The old monk got up, picked up his crutches and vegetables, and put them in the door: "Come on, the next game." ”

Fang Hong wanted to complain, but he couldn't help it and followed silently.

At the top of the cliff, the wind blows the clouds, the mountains and rocks are steep, and the distant sky, the eagle hovers, lighting up the vitality of the heaven and the earth.

The stone chessboard is set, the pieces are dropped, and both sides move quickly.

The old monk was still calm, but he had an alternative temperament, something that Fang Hong would never understand.

After a long time, the old monk got up: "I don't have anything valuable, the only valuable thing was thrown down the mountain by you, this game is a gift, congratulations on your newlywed gift." ”

After speaking, the old monk walked away alone.

Fang Hong was left alone looking at the chessboard in a daze.

Half a year ago, Fang Hong slaughtered the Quartet here, killing the old monk and crushing the army, giving up the wooden cup and earning back a vegetarian dish.

Half a year later, the old monk crisscrossed the country, one son and one hammer, a hundred sons became an army, and Fang Hong was defeated.

Even when playing against Ke Jie, Fang Hong did not collapse in the middle game, but he was killed so miserably by Master Luo, who couldn't play chess.

Wrong, it's not that Master Luo doesn't know how to play chess, it's that the mountains are high and there is no water, and the curve is high and low.

Master Luo's gift made Fang Hong doubt life.

In his mind, Fang Hong reviewed the game one by one, only to find that he was only the thirtieth move, and the dark chess that he thought was smart was calculated, and from that hand, he had already lost.

"Dang!"

The thick and frank bell rang, and Fang Hong knew that there was actually a bronze bell here.

What I saw in the past was an illusion.

Daigo empowerment.

Not long after, Fang Hong smelled the smell of fireworks and walked into the Buddhist hall, where there were two bowls on the only table.

White rice, covered with greens.

Fang Hong picked up a bowl and only took one bite, and he couldn't believe it: "Why ......?"

"Why do you pretend that you can't play chess, why do you pretend that you can't cook?" Master Luo stood next to him and sucked a green vegetable in one gulp: "Where did you get so many why?" ”

"Obviously, his chess skills are superb, he can be called a national warrior, and he has excellent cooking skills, which is enough to start a sect, why. ”

Fang Hong asked persistently, and Master Luo answered: "What is there to fight for, what is delicious, dream bubbles." ”

"If you hide it, why do you have to tell me if you hide it?"

"You're like me forty years ago, you know everything, you think you know everything, you think you're amazing, and it's not a joke in the end. The old monk sighed: "I'm reminding you, treat it well if you have a home, don't act recklessly, don't be self-righteous, don't end up cutting your hair and becoming a monk." ”

It's like a closed-mouth meditation, not speaking for 20 years, and breaking through the earth as soon as you open your mouth.

Forty years without showing cooking skills, forty years without showing chess skills, once opened, sensational.

If Fang Hong opens a live broadcast on this day, then Master Luo won't want to be quiet, I'm afraid that all the invincible national players will come to the door to make an appointment.

After chatting during the meal, Fang Hong finally knew the identity of Master Luo, and also knew why his father and Master Luo were friends.

Luo Jiayao, the son of Luo Guorong, his father is known as one of the four famous chefs, called Dawang, Luo Jiayao inherited the family business and is known as Xiao Wang.

Forty years ago, Luo Jiayao was bent on pursuing fame and politics, so he went to CQ and met his fiancée.

At that time, the old monk met Fang Shaowu and met Fang Hong's father.

thought that he was on the rise, but Luo Jiayao didn't expect to do anything, and his wife, who was going to get married, died when he went to the countryside.

The name Luo Jiayao is also dead, and there is one less Luo Jiayao and one more old monk in the world.

It turns out that the old monk is the true master.