In the evening, Xiao Yiran wrote a letter to Mr. Kou Xiang, in which Yan Duan's experience was roughly written, and did not clearly say that he asked the old man to accept Yan Duan as an apprentice. Whether to accept the apprentices or not, it is better to let the gentleman make his own decision.

Although Xiao Yiran has also learned the ancestral Qingjian technique of the Kou family from his husband, due to his lack of experience, it is difficult to reach Mr. Chengdù, and he cannot see a person's future creation, but can only see a person's heart.

After breakfast the next day, Xiao Yiran handed the letter to Yan Duan and advised:

"After arriving in Xiabang, you must hand over the letter to Mr. Kou or Mrs. Kou, and it must not be forwarded by outsiders."

After that, he said goodbye to Yan Duan, Yan Duan went south, and Xiao Yiran and his party continued to go north and went straight to Yan'an Mansion. There is not much distance from Huangling County to Yan'an Mansion, but I rested on the road for one night, and entered Yan'an City the next afternoon.

Although Xiao Yiran has never been to Yan'an, he is familiar with Yan'an's Yanhe River and Baota Mountain in his college life. On the same day, I found an inn at the foot of Pagoda Mountain and stayed there.

The next day, when he came to the foot of the mountain and read the inscription, Xiao Yiran knew. Baota Mountain is the name of the later year, but now it is called Jialing Mountain, which was called "Fenglin Mountain" in ancient times. The tower on the hill was built in the Tang Dynasty, with a flat octagonal shape and nine floors high. Ascending the pagoda, the entire Yan'an City is in full view, which suddenly makes people feel relaxed and happy.

At noon, I returned to the inn and listened to the little two lectures in the inn, the pagoda is also known as the "evil tower". It is said that in ancient times, two evil dragons came to Yan'an City, which brought disaster to the world. Although the Jade Emperor ordered the gods to go to the lower realm, capture the evil dragon, and build a tower in it. Therefore, this tower is called the evil tower.

Hearing Xiao Er say this, he was also a guest staying in the hotel, but he told Xiao Yiran and them another story about the pagoda.

said yes, in the past, there was a woman in Yan'an Mansion who was fair-skinned, good-looking, and twenty-four or five years old. Living alone in Yan'an Mansion inevitably attracted the pursuit of many young men, and no matter who wanted to sleep with her, this woman agreed one by one. After a few years, the woman died suddenly. Because she was alone, the neighbors financed the funeral together, and then buried the woman on the side of the road. During the Tang Dynasty, a monk came from the Western Regions, and after seeing the woman's tomb, he actually sat down next to the tomb, burned incense with courtesy, and admired it for several days. This could not help but attract many onlookers. One of them said to Hu Seng:

"The person in the tomb is a **** who can be a man, why does the great monk respect a **** so much?"

"Tan Yue didn't know. In the tomb is the clavicle Bodhisattva, compassion and joy, worldly desires, all favoritism. ”

Everyone didn't believe Hu Seng's words, so they opened the coffin to inspect it, and sure enough, as Hu Seng said, the coffin was dry and bone, colluding and wrong, like a lock. Only then did the crowd believe what Hu Seng said, so they raised money to build this pagoda and buried the bones of the clavicle Bodhisattva in the tower.

Such a fascinating story made Qingwen and Musk Yue listen to it with relish, until they returned to the room, and kept asking Xiao Yiran:

"Miss, will that man's story be true?"

"Whether it's true or not, as long as the story is beautiful, it can be passed down from generation to generation. Doesn't it go as the saying goes, no wind and no waves? It is not necessarily unfounded. ”

"Miss, which of the two stories is true?"

"If it's a story, why bother to distinguish between truth and falsehood? Whichever story you like, the story is true. ”

Xiao Yiran then said with emotion:

"The ancients said: Travel thousands of miles, read thousands of books, and I am not deceived."

At night, Xiao Yiran sat on the bed, released Zheng Xinxin's soul, and asked:

"Sister, have you heard of the origin of the pagoda on Jialing Mountain?"

No, Zheng Xinxin not only knows the two legends that Xiao Yiran heard during the day, but even knows another version of the story about "the red-haired bully descends to earth". After listening to Zheng Xinxin's story, Xiao Yiran said with emotion again:

"The vicissitudes of the world, every scene, there will always be a lot of beautiful legends. It's just that time has changed, and as for the legend being closer to the truth, there is nowhere to investigate. ”

The two were silent for a while, Xiao Yiran changed the topic, and suddenly asked Zheng Xinxin:

"Now that I've come to my sister's hometown, will I go back tomorrow?"

Zheng Xinxin obviously hesitated, and finally nodded. Only then did I understand in my heart why the young lady wanted to tell her about the legend of the pagoda, just to tell herself that with the passage of time, every qiē is just a legend, and even a legend will not be left, so why bother to be obsessed with it in your heart and linger on it?

"Is my sister's home far from here?"

Seeing that Zheng Xinxin's soul became more condensed and clearer in the golden light of the Buddha beads, Xiao Yiran knew that Zheng Xinxin had an epiphany because of the story of the pagoda, and couldn't help but be happy for Zheng Xinxin.

"Miss, my home is in Yujiagou, thirty miles east of the city, not far away."

"Well, tomorrow after breakfast, we'll go. Looking at my sister's current appearance, I don't have to go back to the bag, so I should be fine, right? ”

"Yes, I was inspired by Miss just now, and I realized something, and I didn't want to let go of my obsession in an instant."

"Congratulations, sister."

"It's all young lady's kindness."

Zheng Xinxin's soul knelt on the bed and kowtowed to Xiao Yiran. Xiao Yiran hurriedly dodged, and the Yuan Shen escaped in an instant, reaching out to hold up Zheng Xinxin's soul.

"Why should my sister do this?"

Now Xiao Yiran is becoming more and more entangled, and he still doesn't know whether he should teach Zheng Xinxin the "soul refining technique" that he obtained from Xu Ying and Xuannu Niangniang. Although no one has ever said that she doesn't want her to teach others, Xiao Yiran always feels that it is unreasonable to teach it without permission.

Because Zheng Xinxin's home was on Xiao Yiran's way back to Yanshan Mansion, he checked out and left Yan'an Mansion the next day and headed east. After more than an hour, he came to Yujiagou. Under the guidance of Zheng Xinxin's soul, he did not enter the village, but came directly to the grave of Zheng Xinxin's in-laws. Far away, Xiao Yiran found that a new grave had appeared in the cemetery. When I came closer, I found that there was a stone tablet in front of the grave. The inscription is very simple, with only the following words:

First test the prince's tomb of spring and summer, Wang Yili

Looking at the date again, it is written that it is the summer day of the ninth year of the Taiping Rejuvenation of the Country. Because Xiaoxi and several people were there, it was inconvenient for Xiao Yiran to let Zheng Xinxin's soul out. Looking at the date on the tombstone in front of me, I suddenly remembered what Master Yuantong said that day.

Born in spring and summer, finally spring and summer. At the turn of autumn and winter, under the east mountain.

Xiao Yiran finally fully understood the meaning of Master Yuantong's Songzi. Zheng Xinxin's husband, because he was born at the turn of spring and summer, is named Wang Chunxia, and he happened to die at the turn of spring and summer this year, so Master Yuantong said that he was born in spring and summer, and finally in spring and summer. As for the last two sentences, they have already been fulfilled when Xiao Yiran met Wang Chunxia in a small town and market on the bank of the Yellow River.