Jiangchuan City's northern Sichuan is the core education and cultural area, stepping into this land is to feel the strong cultural atmosphere, along the way, see the most is nothing more than a variety of universities, a variety of book cities and a variety of cultural centers, what Confucius Temple, Lao She Memorial Hall has undoubtedly become a holy place here, especially there is a century-old street, the fragrance of the book is simply to make Chen Yunfeng, a scumbag who has not even graduated from primary school, ashamed of himself, into the eyes are full of the kind of cultural people who read poetry and books, the male is polite, the female is gentle and elegant, It's really not easy to see this side in this kind of materialistic city, I'm afraid that no matter how bad a person is, he won't dare to say a word of swear when he walks here, even if he doesn't drown in saliva by this group of people, he will be killed by the eyes around him.

Just when Chen Yunfeng was a little uncomfortable by this breath, Tang Zhongmou walked with a gentleman's frankness, if he was paired with a green shirt, this guy really looked like the kind of literary youth in the seventies and eighties, with his courage, Chen Yunfeng also straightened his waist, looking at the appearance of this guy's stomach with ink, and let him bear it if he had something, at this time Tang Zhongmou stopped in front of a bookstore that was a little old, and an old man with white hair in the bookstore was writing calligraphy with a splash of ink, but Chen Yunfeng's eyes were not on the old man. Instead, on a piece of writing on the wall, he didn't leave for a long time.

"Thirty years of troubled times, half a life of ups and downs and half exile"

The handwriting is vigorous and powerful, but it makes people look a little sad, and the color of the paper is already a little yellowed, so I think it's a little old.

Chen Yunfeng also stood with him for a while, and said, "Go in and have a look!" ”

Tang Zhongmou came back to his senses, nodded, and followed Chen Yunfeng in.

The two of them walked very lightly, for fear of disturbing the old man's writing, and after entering the bookstore, they stood quietly by the side and watched, Chen Yunfeng thought that he was a martial artist and knew nothing about calligraphy and painting. But seeing Tang Zhongmou's appreciation, knowing that the two of them would definitely have a small talk after the old man finished writing, he silently stepped aside and looked at it in the store, I don't know if it was too quiet, or too relaxed, Chen Yunfeng's sixth sense suddenly became particularly sensitive at this time, and he felt that there was a powerful aura in this bookstore, not like it was emitted by a person who practiced martial arts, but on a certain object. When he felt this breath, all of Chen Yunfeng's nerves tensed, and the frequency of his heartbeat continued to increase, and his breathing began to be a little difficult.

"It's horrible, what the hell is this, how can this be?"

This is the first time Chen Yunfeng has encountered this kind of thing, no matter how much he controls himself, he can't get rid of this feeling as if he is facing a great enemy.

"Whoa!"

At the top of a bookshelf in the corner, a large stall of books suddenly fell by itself, disrupting the last of the old man's strokes. His hands trembled, and at the same time he widened his eyes that had been bright for a long time, and he didn't care about the handwriting he had carefully sketched, and put the pen down casually. Looking up in surprise, he looked at Chen Yunfeng, who was already kneeling, Tang Zhongmou also realized that Chen Yunfeng was wrong with this sound, and wanted to go over to take a look, but was stopped by the old man reaching out and stopping him. Gently shaking his head, motioning for him not to pass.

"Grandpa, what's wrong?"

A modestly dressed girl trotted down the wooden staircase on the second floor to the sound of hurried footsteps. Although he is not as beautiful as Liu Yixuan and Han Binglan, he is better than that fresh and elegant and generous, and he is absolutely speechless in temperament, as if he is a fairy who jumped out of Danqing ink, so clean that he does not stir up a trace of dust, even Tang Zhongmou is shocking, there are really many demons in this world, if he hadn't seen the woman surnamed Yang on Wutai Mountain in advance, this would definitely still be uncontrollable, the reader called: gaffe, so when the girl found him, he had already withdrawn his gaze, He looked like a humble gentleman, smiled and nodded.

"Grandpa, what the hell is going on, what's wrong with him?" The girl directly ignored Tang Zhongmou, and when she saw that her grandfather frowned and didn't speak, her words were also full of anxiety, and asked.

The old man showed a happy smile, his tone was full of emotion, and he couldn't stop shaking his head and said, "I didn't expect to finally be able to see its owner in my lifetime, and I didn't wait so long, hahaha!" ”

Not to mention Tang Zhongmou like this, even her granddaughter didn't know what was going on, and she had never seen her grandfather so happy, and she couldn't help but be interested in the strange man in her eyes at the moment, thinking that what secret could make her grandfather, who was not smiling, so happy.

Finally, Chen Yunfeng still couldn't stand the suppression of that powerful aura and fainted on the ground.

Yanjing time, 10:00 a.m., Chuandong-gu, Jiangchuan City.

Chen Yunfeng was in a coma for more than half an hour, during this time his forehead was constantly sweating, although Tang Zhongmou's face was calm, but he could clearly feel nervous from his eyes, fortunately, the old man finally gave Chen Yunfeng a few injections before he gradually improved, seeing this, Tang Zhongmou was also relieved in his heart, otherwise Chen Yunfeng would have had an accident under his nose, he believed that Lian Zhen would definitely not let him go.

After the needle, the old man asked Tang Zhongmou to talk to him downstairs, leaving her granddaughter to take care of Chen Yunfeng on the second floor, this girl is called Gongsun Ling'er, when he heard this surname, Tang Zhongmou's first thought was to think of Wutai Mountain, the five surnames in the mouth of the master of Xuanqing, which includes Gongsun? If nothing else, it should be her or her grandfather, sure enough, it is hidden in the city, this body of immortal Buddha is not something that can be cultivated casually, in addition to the natural beauty, most of them also have a delicate heart, one can distinguish the truth from the false, the second can solve the karmic confusion, and the third can break the desire for profit.

Coming downstairs, the old man did not rely on the old because he was an elder, he politely invited Tang Zhongmou to sit down, and then personally started to make tea, skillful, definitely a master of the tea ceremony, of course, Tang Zhongmou also knew that the scholarly family was basically not stained with wine, and they all studied in the tea ceremony, and the older generation also taught the tea ceremony skills to the children of every descendant family, because the tea ceremony, as one of the Chinese culture, has the effect of self-cultivation, drinking tea can calm the mind, remove distracting thoughts, and help cultivate sentiment, It is a professional compulsory course for the children of the scholarly family, and a tea ceremony competition will be held in the family exchange meeting every year to improve the self-cultivation of the children of the family.

Gongsun Ling'er's temperament is inseparable from the tea ceremony, she likes the fragrance of tea, the sweetness of tea, and the ethereal spirit of tea.

The old man handed a cup of tea to Tang Zhongmou, the tea was golden and clear, without a little tea in it, just looking at it was a kind of enjoyment, holding up the teacup, Tang Zhongmou looked at the old man for two seconds, so as to thank him, and then drank the tea in three sips, one looked at its color, two smelled its fragrance, three tastes its taste, after tasting the tea, Tang Zhongmou first made a salute, said: "This tea entrance is glycol, fragrant overflowing, tea is the dragon well before the rain, the water is taken from the Hupao Spring in Zhejiang and Hangzhou, the two match and then pass through the old man's hands, it can be described as ingenious, It's evocative! ”

The old man waved his hand when he heard this, and said: "Zhongmou has won the award, although I have studied the tea ceremony for many years, but my granddaughter is the real master of the tea ceremony, but it is a pity that the girl never brews for others to drink, and even filial piety to me is rare, since Zhongmou is also a person who understands tea, I will let you make a pot with your own hands when I have the opportunity, and I will not insult her skills!" ”

"Don't dare to be, I just learned how to taste tea a few times from my blind master, and I really don't dare to be ugly!" Tang Zhongmou knew at a glance that Gongsun Ling'er was not a simple young lady from a scholarly family, and if he didn't get it right, he would definitely suffer a big loss, so he was unwilling to push himself into the fire pit.

The old man didn't continue the topic, but asked with interest, "What is the noble surname?" ”

Tang Zhongmou replied: "The surname is Xun, and the name is Xun Gongwen!" ”

"Xun Gongwen!" When the old man heard this, his eyes couldn't help but bloom, full of complicated expressions, surprised, doubtful, and sighing, he looked at Tang Zhongmou, and then laughed a few times, and said happily: "I didn't expect you to be Xun Gongwen's closed disciple, not bad, although he can't see with his eyes, but his heart is brighter than anyone else, since he chose you, then you must be extraordinary!" ”

"I didn't find anything outstanding, I followed the teacher to travel through most of China, and saw the warmth and coldness of the world, although in the end he only taught me half of his ability, but it did let me learn a lot of things, although he always said that he was blind to find me such a disaster, but every time he said it with a smile, he never smiled in front of outsiders, so even if he beat me and scolded me, I have no regrets, because in addition to my father, only the teacher will care about me so much!" Even after so many years, when Tang Zhongmou thinks of the old man wearing a coarse cloth shirt and stepping on old Beijing cloth shoes, he will always feel inexplicably sad.

The old man added a cup of tea to Tang Zhongmou, and when he saw that Tang Zhongmou's eyes were full of sadness, he didn't say more, and secretly nodded for Xun Gongwen in his heart, saying that he had indeed found a good foundation, and comforted: "You don't have to be too sad, Xun Gongwen has lived a vigorous life in this life, maybe he was already in his last years when he accepted you as an apprentice, but his whole life is definitely a legend!" ”

Tang Zhongmou drank the tea, nodded with a smile, and said, "I believe this!" ”

The old man also smiled and said, "Come, finish this pot of tea, and I'll take you and your friends to a place!" (To be continued......)