Lu Chen and Lin Xuan were walking and playing along the way, and listening to Lin Xuan tell him stories, which was very pleasant. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info looking at the picturesque Mount Emei, Lu Chen feels particularly comfortable, Mount Emei is worthy of being a famous mountain and river, and many scenery are beautiful.

The two of them were a little tired from walking, resting in a pavilion, although both of them were martial arts practitioners, but they were also a little tired after walking for nearly a day, so they sat down to rest.

Lin Xuan sat next to Lu Chen, put her legs on Lu Chen's legs, and said a little coquettishly: "It's all to accompany you, I've been walking for a short day, my legs are sore, rub me well." ”

Hearing Lin Xuan's words, Lu Chen shook his head, he really had no way to take this little girl, and he was so coquettish with himself here, but today Lin Xuan did walk a lot behind his back, and it was very hard.

So Lu Chen gently massaged Lin Xuan's calves, because Lin Xuan has practiced martial arts all year round, so her calves are relatively strong, so Lu Chen massaged her with a good feel, very full and elastic.

"Yes, the massage is good, for the sake of you pressing my legs, I'll tell you another story, a story about frogs, I felt very interesting after listening to it when I was young, and I went with my brother to catch that kind of frog." Lin Xuan said to Lu Chen with a smile.

Once, the great poet Li Bai came to visit Mount Emei, arrived at Wannian Temple, was attracted by the beautiful sound of the piano of the monk Guangjun, and went to the Pilu Hall every day to listen to the monk Guangjun play the piano, and the two had a good relationship. Net.36z. When Li Bai was leaving, he also wrote a poem for the monk Guangjun.

The poem is written like this: Shu monk hugging green Qi, west down Emei Peak, waving for me, such as listening to ten thousand pine trees, the guest heart with the flowing water, leaving the sound of the frost bell, do not feel the blue mountain twilight, autumn clouds dark several heavy.

Li Bai was a famous great poet of the Tang Dynasty. As soon as the news came out that he played the piano and inscribed poems for the monk Guangjun, the reputation of the monk Guangjun became bigger and bigger. Many poets and painters come to Mount Emei and have to go to Wannian Temple to listen to the monk Guangjun play the piano. Later, people called that place Tingqintai.

One day at dusk, the monk Guangjun, as usual, burned sandalwood and bounced up with Luqi. Suddenly, I saw a girl in a green dress, leaning outside the door and listening to the piano. The monk felt very strange and asked, "Which girl are you listening to the piano here?" The girl hid her face with her hands and smiled without answering.

After several inquiries from the monk, she replied shyly: "My home is next to the temple, and I like to play the piano since I was a child." Today, it was Master's piano sound that brought me here. When the monk heard that she could play the piano, he said, "Since the girl likes to play the piano, let's play a song, right?" The girl said shyly, "I don't play the piano well, so I ask the master for more guidance." So the strings were plucked and played. From then on, every time the monk played the piano, the girl in green would come to listen to the piano, and sometimes she would bring the piano to ask the master for guidance.

Later, the monk Guangjun died, and the girl in green stopped coming. But every dusk, the monks in the temple still hear the listening platform behind the Pilu Temple, and the sound of the piano comes from it, and they feel very strange. Once, when the sound of the piano was melodious, the monks quietly ran to the listening platform to watch, only to see a group of frogs chirping.

The sound of the cries tinkling in the winter is like the first plucking of the strings, which is similar to the sound of the piano of the monk Guangjun. Everyone knew that when the monk Guangjun played the piano, the girl in green who came to listen to the piano was a frog.

It learned to play the piano from the monk Guangjun. After the monk's death, he continued to play the beautiful and moving sound of the piano. Later, people named this frog "Piano Frog".

The two of them continued to play and walked to a place called Yuxian Temple. Lin Xuan, a conscientious tour guide, told Lu Chen the story of Yuxian Temple again.

More than 100 years ago, there was a mountain traveler from afar who went up to Mount Emei to seek immortals. He searched all the caves in the mountains, but he found no trace of immortals, and he was very disappointed. On the way down, he came to a cave and saw that it was still empty. The mood became more irritable, so he sat outside the cave to rest.

He didn't feel that when he looked around, behind him was a mountain that could not be seen, and a green grove of trees; Next to it is a deep canyon filled with clouds; At the foot is a small stream, and the mountain spring is murmuring. He couldn't help but think of the scenery here, it really looked like a fairyland. It is clearly recorded in some books that there are immortals in Mount Emei, why can't I see it? Could it be that I have no good roots and no relationship with the fairy world?

Just when the tourists were full of unhappiness, an old man came down the mountain, he came to the tourists with a bamboo cane in his hand, looked at the tourists, and asked, "Why are you sitting here alone, there must be something unpleasant?" ”

"I heard that there are immortals in Mount Emei, and I came to worship them, hoping to become immortals." The tourist answered.

"Whether there are immortals in this mountain, I can't tell. However, I have been living in this mountain for ten years, but I have never seen a fairy. The old man told him.

"Your old man is ninety years old?" Tourists see that the old man has all white hair, but his face is like a child's face, his eyes are blazing, his body is stiff, and he has no sense of old age, so he can't help but ask with admiration.

"yes!" The old man nodded his head.

"My husband must know how to cultivate himself?" The tourist asked again.

The old man replied: "I just collect medicine during the day, sleep at night, and only seek to be full for three meals. After a pause, he said: "But if you have idleness, you are an immortal, and if you have a pure heart and few desires, you are also an immortal, so why bother to seek the near and far." ”

The tourist thought for a moment and said gratefully, "Thank you for your teachings." ”

"You're probably tired, aren't you?" The old man asked with concern.

"Yes, I've been walking the mountain trail for more than ten days, and I'm so tired."

"Okay, I'll give you this bamboo cane, after you ride it, as long as you close your eyes, your whole body will be relaxed." After the old man finished speaking, he handed the bamboo cane to the tourist.

The tourist put the bamboo cane down his crotch suspiciously, and as soon as he closed his eyes, suddenly a miracle happened, he felt as if he was riding on a horse, his body was in the air, and the wind was blowing in his ears. I don't know how long it took, his body seemed to hit the ground, and when he opened his eyes, he saw that he had already arrived home.

When I looked again, the bamboo cane under my crotch was gone; Only then did he know that he had met the immortal, and he deeply regretted why he didn't kneel down and ask him for advice, and missed this opportunity. After a moment of silence, he pondered and thought, didn't his old man already warn me that a pure heart and few desires are immortals?

Later, the monks of Mount Emei built a temple in the place where the mountain traveler met the old man's guidance, and named it Yuxian Temple.

Lu Chen looked at this ordinary temple and felt very interesting listening to the story. And at this time, I heard that a young man not far away walked in front of the two of them, and actually ran over to talk to Lin Xuan.

Are you a private tour guide. How much does it cost you a day, I will cover you, you take me to Emei during the day and accompany me at night. How about giving you 20,000 dollars? This young man, who didn't look good, looked at Lin Xuan and said greedily.

Hearing this person's words, Lin Xuan was angry, and Lu Chen was also frowning. It seems that Lin Xuan told Lu Chen a story and regarded Lin Xuan as a tour guide, and he was also a tour guide who betrayed his hue.

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