As soon as winter begins, the weather suddenly takes a sharp turn, and the sunny days gradually become extremely rare, most of the time the sky is covered with thick clouds, looking gloomy, even if occasionally the sun rises from behind the clouds, illuminating the sky and the earth a little brighter, but it also seems to be weak, and there is no warm feeling. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Even if Yunxiu City is located in the south, the chill at this time of year will not be much less than that in the north, and when the cold wind blows with moisture, the lingering cold that pierces the bones is even more terrifying than that of the northern cities.

Under the cold wind, some of the withered yellow leaves that have been strong until now finally leave the branches, swirl and fall to the ground, in addition to the green plants in the city, all kinds of broad-leaved plants have gradually lost their leaves, even a few mountains outside the city are no exception, especially the highest white crane mountain, the lush broad-leaved forest in spring and summer is now only bare branches, the cold wind looks particularly bleak, lining the old temple on the top of the mountain is more dilapidated.

The temple is not big, it is the size of a courtyard that enters, the courtyard wall has obviously not been repaired for a long time, there is a lack of bricks in some places, grass grows in some places, the doors of several wings in the courtyard are tightly closed, the main hall with the only open door is for a few Buddha statues that are somewhat mottled, the eyes are looming under the incense flames, I can't see which Buddha it is, but the solemn meaning is not affected at all, the three futons are lined up in front of the incense case that has fallen off the paint, it is very old, and I don't know how many years it has been used.

The small yard is paved with floor tiles, probably too old, many of them have been damaged, and the originally flat ground has long since become potholes. In one corner of the courtyard grew a ginkgo biloba and a green sandalwood, both tall and stout, I don't know how many hundred years long, the branches coiled and stretched out to cover almost the entire courtyard, although there were only some leaves left on the branches that had not had time to fall, but you can also imagine the luxuriant appearance in the middle of summer.

The leaves of the green sandalwood are still a little green, but the ginkgo biloba has completely turned yellow, and the leaves fall from the branches with the cold wind, piling up layer by layer on the ground, and the gold exudes a thrilling beauty.

In addition to the golden ground, there is also a rocking chair for enjoying the cool in summer under the green sandalwood tree, and a person lies on it and sways slowly.

He wore a thin blue-gray monk's robe, old, and the material was not very good, no matter how he looked at it, it was not able to block the low temperature in winter, but he couldn't see the cold at all, he was very leisurely shaking his feet, and even put a fan that was very inconsistent with the season on his face to cover his entire face, as if to block the sunshine with no temperature, only revealing a bald head with green skin.

Except for him, there was no second person in the small temple, and the sound of the rocking chair slowly shaking sounded again and again, revealing complete tranquility in the small space.

Suddenly, a wisp of green smoke came out from the direction of the courtyard gate, and it suddenly expanded in less than a breath, like rolling waves, but it did not cause any movement, but the person lying on the rocking chair suddenly took down the puff fan on his face, and at the same time pressed the armrest and got up suddenly, and rushed into the green smoke with an arrow step, and took out a small stick with chopsticks from his arms, and stabbed at the person whose face was covered by the green smoke without looking at it.

His movements were fluttering, looking powerless, but the person in the green smoke did not hesitate to dodge sideways, he took another step, the small stick in his hand followed the unbelievable turn, no matter how the person dodged, he chased after him, the person seemed to be chased by him helplessly, had to stop and meet up, he smiled slightly, the small stick in his hand made it like a short sword, in a blink of an eye, he had already passed several moves with the man, regardless of victory or defeat, but he saw a gap and suddenly stepped forward, stretched out his hand and turned around in one go, It was as if he had stood there and had not moved, but there was an extra gourd in his hand.

The green smoke slowly dissipated, and the people inside also stopped, he immediately put away the small stick and pulled out the stopper of the gourd, sniffed it, and immediately smiled.

"Haha! I know you won't fool me with bad wine! ”

At the same time as the green smoke dissipated, the figure of the blue fox was also completely revealed, she looked at the monk holding the wine gourd and smiled, and shook her head with a helpless smile.

"You still haven't changed at all, be careful of being said to be a wine and meat monk."

"Just say it, anyway, I can live comfortably on my own, no matter what others say."

As he spoke, the monk curled the corners of his lips indifferently.

Whether it is his actions or words, this monk can be regarded as shocking, obviously Liu Yuanhua has never seen such a Buddhist disciple, standing behind Canghu can't help but look at the monk twice.

He is not very old, he is only in his thirties when he looks at his appearance, his face is ordinary, barely upright, the corners of his eyes are slightly hanging down, he looks like a child, with his lazy tone and the faint arc of his thin lips, it always makes people feel that he is not a monk, but more like a ruffian on the street.

For some reason, Liu Yuanhua suddenly had a feeling of reluctance to have anything to do with him.

did not pay attention to Liu Yuanhua, who quickly retracted his gaze, and after the monk finished speaking, he stared at the wine gourd again, his eyes were like looking at some treasure, looking at him and smelling the fragrance of wine wafting out of it, the Adam's apple moved up and down, making a sound of swallowing saliva, and finally couldn't help but say to Canghu: "Girl, it's rare for you to come once, we can't just stand here and chat, right?" Let's go inside, since there is such a good wine, of course I have to have a drink with you! ”

He said very sincerely, but his hands were tightly holding the wine jug, obviously he had no intention of "drinking together", and then before Canghu could respond, he suddenly slapped his head and said loudly: "Oh, look at my memory!" You don't drink alcohol! Tsk, such a good wine, it's a pity......" Saying that, he looked at the wine gourd with a regretful face, and as if he remembered some good idea, he said to Canghu, "Then I drink, you drink tea, how about it?" ”

Saying that, he also showed an awe-inspiring look of "I take care of you".

Seeing that he hadn't had time to say a word, the monk finished a lap there alone, and his lazy eyes flashed with the cunning of taking advantage, Canghu couldn't help but laugh for a while, shook his head and followed his words: "Well, it's really thanks to you for taking care of me like this every time." But I only drink good tea, you know? ”

Pretending not to hear the word "every time" deliberately accentuated by Canghu, the monk nodded with his eyebrows stretched out: "Yes!" This year's Tieguanyin! Wait for me to make you a pot! ”

After saying that, he ran into the kitchen on the side happily with the wine gourd, as if he was afraid that the fox would regret it, and she couldn't help but smile and shake her head again.

Cang Yan, who had been staying incognito on the shoulder of the fox, finally asked softly: "Fox, ...... is he?" ”

"Do you remember the previous enlightened monk?"

"Of course."

"He is the enlightened master, although he is a monk, he loves to drink very much, and he has no Dharma name, we all call him nameless."

Cang Hu's voice could be heard with obvious pleasure, thinking that this nameless was one of the friends she wanted to see this time, Cang Yan didn't ask any more, nodded clearly, but Liu Yuanhua, who had not said a word, suddenly let out a low voice.

"He's not shallow, is he?"

Hearing this, his gaze subconsciously fell to the clanging kitchen, and Canghu couldn't help but laugh. I haven't seen this old friend for a long time, and she seems to be in a very good mood, and even her voice when she answers Liu Yuanhua is a little more brisk than usual, full of smiles.

"I guess, after all, he's lived for hundreds of years." (To be continued.) )