In his spare time, in the study, the red sleeves added fragrance, Fang Monan put down the ink ingot in his hand, rubbed his chin, in the past, the two of them were pen words, looking at He Junyao's strong and clumsy hand, iron and silver hook Wei tablet body, it is really one breath, the atmosphere is majestic, the penmanship is like a sword splitting bluestone peak rock, molten and vigorous, really Zai Yuda, the sea of ink is truth-seeking, vast and dripping, such as an eagle striking the sky, the dragon and tiger take off, the smoke and clouds are one color, and the water and the sky are connected; The image of this book makes me see the lotus pond in the sky, looking at the incredible divine joy, revealing the deep and rigorous roots of Confucianism, Taoism and Buddhism, tending to do nothing, the big one has no self, the small one is selfless, the subtlety, the endless hidden, and the ethereal spirit of knowing no Taiji; This book image and benevolence, literature, art, meaning of the integration of one, can be observed, can be appreciated, can be read, can be learned, it is true that the natural world is in the north of the smoke and rain fog clouds of Mount Tai, the south of the Qiantang Guanyin tide of the sea, into the outside of the world.

"Oops...... More and more fairy wind bones. Fang Menan exclaimed.

"Naughty!" He Junyao held a brush in his hand, tapped the tip of his nose with the pen, lowered his head to look at the words he wrote, and couldn't help but sigh with emotion, "People know epiphany, understand literature, understand books, and understand the realm, the true meaning is to seek up and down, stand up and practice, and the iron pestle becomes a needle, and the work is self-contained." Spring is here, and the scenery is unique here; Spring branches, spring is early, and the country is infinitely better. Splendid rivers and mountains, peaks and loops, a hundred feet of progress, the heart is as clear as water, the sun and the moon are like the dawn, and finally self-realization, self-understanding, self-defeat, self-defeat, self-liberation, ascending and looking far, releasing the world of thought, perfecting self-nature, and the highest realm is enlightenment itself. ”

"Huh...... It's a deep feeling! Fang Menan continued to laugh.

"Here you go." He Junyao put down the brush and laid out the rice paper. Getting out of the way, he picked up the ink ingot and grabbed the wide sleeve with his left hand, and began to grind unhurriedly with his right hand.

"Okay!" Fang Monan picked up the brush, dipped it in ink, hung his wrist in the air, pondered for a moment, first with light ink, and then with thick ink, first with a wet pen and then with burnt ink, with clear layers.

In the painting, it is deep in the mountains. A fishing rod. One collected the axe, met by chance by the forest spring, there were two tall pines by the stream, and the two fishermen rested under the tree. Above the river slope. An ox is sprinting. The cow is fat and healthy. The buttocks and abdomen are round, the head is bowed, and the head is looked back like a calf. The shepherd boy crouched on the back of the ox, holding the reins, and looked down at the calf. The calf runs on the cow's side.

The two of them 'talk about the past and the present', which is really a leisurely and leisurely life.

The surrounding scenery is only rocks and trees, and there is silence, only the "music" of the creek lingers throughout the mountain forest, and it continues to pass into the deep place. The leisurely state of mind of the characters and the tranquil scenery are naturally integrated, everything is so free, so easy-going, inadvertently revealing the artistic conception of the hermit master.

"How?" Fang Monan finished painting and put down the brush.

"Fisherman!" He Junyao picked up the brush, lightly raised his sword eyebrows, and wrote in the narrator, 'The fish is full of wishes, and the woodcock is smiling and smiling.' One took off the fishing rod, the other collected the axe, Lin Quanxia met by chance, it was two illiterate fishermen and woodcutter doctors, and the two of them laughed and talked about the present and the past. ’

"There is a Zen meaning that does not stand up for words, and it contains the tranquil nothingness and unbridled nature of Lao Zhuang, as well as the indescribable charm." He Junyao took her into his arms and said.

"Is it true that the second doctor of Yu and Qiao is illiterate? No, or we don't talk much about the present and the past. They know that the outside world is very exciting, but they don't care about it, they just want to 'divide the furrows and plant melons in the rain, and draw water and water the hemp in the drought'. Fang Mo Nanjiao said with a smile. After a few idle words, I was sleepy with a gourd stand. It's really natural and uninhibited. ”

"Fishing with a rod in the present and the ancient, let him slant in the wind and drizzle." An elegantly cello-like voice sounded, "Follow me into the world." There was a hint of apology in his tone!

Those who cultivate the Tao leave behind the world, concentrate on cultivation, and yearn for the Great Dao wholeheartedly.

"Isn't it a great hidden in the court!" Fang Menan leaned his back against his chest and rubbed his hands.

Only the top people will be hidden in the court, although they are in the hustle and bustle of the current affairs, but they can be wise and foolish, indifferent, seclusion in the city is the real sublimation of the soul.

He Junyao turned her around, hugged her tightly, and swore in his heart that one day he would finish the worldly world and continue to cultivate with you.

Then there is to read some ancient scriptures, most of which are astronomical stars, geography and feng shui, traditional Chinese medicine Zhou Yi, Zhuzi Baijia and even Taoist Buddhist scriptures.

The sheer number and richness of the books in this study room really amazed him.

Standing in front of the house, He Junyao in the morning exercise played a set of Xingyi Boxing, and each movement began to coincide quite accurately with the coordinated breathing and breathing technique. Between the changes in boxing, the dragon-shaped bone search is soaring; The tiger leaves the cave to pounce; Monkey-shaped shrinking mountain; Horse-shaped hooves hanging down; Turtle-shaped floating water relaxes tendons; Chicken-shaped wings flapping independently; Harrier-shaped turns over through the forest; Swallow-shaped drill sky water; The bird's platform is vertically tailed and exalted; Serpentine grass lurking; Eagle Eyes Elite and Powerful Claws; The bear slumped on its elbows. Occasionally, I sympathized with the incomparable strength qi in my body, and suddenly a piece of sand and rocks flew away, and the leaves fell like rain.

From time to time, the mind retreats into the realm of emptiness and self-forgetfulness, and I feel that my body is blending with the incomparable power of vitality, and the mystical fluctuates with heaven and earth, and there is no obstacle between the fist technique and the breath and breathing, like flowing water.

Xingyi Quan is a body art that a patriarch who is proficient in martial arts observes day and night and imitates the behavior of birds and animals. It can be regarded as the predecessor of modern Xingyi Fist, but it is much more esoteric, and each move is matched with a unique way of breathing and breathing. It allows your soul power and physical power to slowly merge, pursuing immortality at the same time as your soul and body.

This is really easy to pass in the mountains, and the world has been prosperous for thousands of years.

More than a month has passed in a blink of an eye.

"Look at the move!" There was a coquettish sound, and a red shadow swept by like lightning.

Fang Monan was picked up by He Junyao, and he gently brushed the broken hair in her ear, "Why don't you rest for a while!" It seems that my husband didn't work hard just now! ”

When I heard this, I remembered that not long ago, the red silk was rolled over the waves. Hua Jiao can't help but be crazy about butterflies and bees, and Ye Lianzhi pays Lang, and the mandarin duck pillow is less crazy. Fang Monan punched his chest, "Shut up!" ”

Seal directly with a kiss. It is rare for the daughter-in-law to take the initiative, and her pink lips are warm and soft, like a torch on a prairie fire, igniting the two of them.

His arms wrapped her tightly, priing open thin lips and deepening the lingering kiss.

The storm-like invasion, the clear eyes were stained with a trace of confusion, the exhaled air gradually warmed, and the strength of the body seemed to be evacuated by him, lying on his chest softly.

After a fine and lingering kiss, the warmth emanating from his body was transmitted to her through the light clothes. Blazing and ambiguous. He made him gasp.

After a kiss and calming the lust of the two, He Junyao hugged her tightly and hugged her quietly. There is no desire whatsoever.

"Let's go!" He Junyao said in a deep voice. The voice is calm. But there is still a trace of reluctance. "It's rare to come once, so let's go out and have a good look!"

Fang Menan nodded on his chest and gently pushed him away. "Where did you stay when you came?"

"Another hill. B&B Resorts. ”

Fang Monan hugged him, waved his hand lightly, and in the blink of an eye, the two of them appeared in the room where he was staying.

He Junyao looked at himself wearing a black Xuanyi, and he was no longer fussed, this was just a simple spell that could not be used in a simple spell.

Fang Monan is a black vest and a royal blue vest, slim jeans set off the slender legs just right, plus white canvas shoes, making the whole person look simple and refined, with no whitewash on his delicate face, and waist-length hair...... She just wanted to wave......

"I'm coming! Close your eyes! ”

The black hair, as forged as forged, shuttled back and forth between his slender fingers, and in the blink of an eye, it was braided, and then coiled on his head and inserted into the jasper hairpin. "How?"

Fang Monan opened his eyes and looked at himself in the mirror, "Huh! I didn't expect you to have this craft! I'm all about spells. ”

"In the future, I'll leave this hair to me." He Junyao said with his hands on her shoulders.

knew that he wrote mostly empty checks, but her heart was as sweet as honey.

He Junyao wanted to say something, but a banging knock sounded on the door, followed by the calm voice of the waitress, "It's on fire, for safety, please evacuate as soon as possible." ”

"Don't panic, everyone! We're just in case. ”

The earthquake just now has awakened everyone from their sleep, and some of them have run to the open field, now! The waiter is looking for guests who did not go out in time.

"Let's go!" He Junyao took her hand and opened the door, and in the corridor were people walking out one after another, so Fang Monan was not aware of the abruptness in the middle.

The sky is already bright, and when you walk out of the B&B, you can see the fire at a glance, as if it is close at hand. In fact, there is still a long way to go!

The wind is too strong, and the fire may burn over, so evacuate first.

Walking on the cobblestone path, I went down the mountain in a blink of an eye, got into a taxi, and "went to the city." He Junyao said to the driver.

"You couples!" The driver said with a smile, looking at their youth, it didn't look like they were married.

"Yes!" He Junyao said very dryly, the corners of his mouth curved upward, wrapped his arms around her shoulders, and leaned on his arms. "It's a misfortune to have come across something like this...... he said with regret.

"Alas! Who's to say it isn't! The driver sighed and said, "I'm not afraid of the earthquake, but this fire, fortunately, the police and fire have arrived, I don't know if this fire can be extinguished quickly, and the autumn leaves in the mountains and forests are the most beautiful." ”

The driver proudly said, "Our autumn leaves are beautiful, and they are indescribably beautiful. Red as fire; It's like a glow; When the sun is sprinkled on the leaf surface, it is exquisite, which reminds people of agate or jade carving, the luster and infiltration, as well as the small and symmetrical shape of the leaf, all make people sincerely sigh the power of nature's creation, which is really touching the heaven and the earth, crying ghosts and gods. The beauty of autumn leaves lies not only in its natural beauty and variety, but also in the beauty of the synthesis of 'heaven' and 'man' created by the artistic reshaping of autumn leaves. ”

The driver continued, "But don't be afraid, although it may take a few years to stay in the mountains and autumn leaves, you can also go to various temples, and they all strive to express the purpose of the temple through the creation of autumn foliage landscapes as if they were promoting the ideas of this school." Some are concentrated and red, such as Tofukuji Temple; Some are scattered, like idle clouds and cranes, such as three thousand courtyards; Some shades are alternate, showing a compatible mentality and purpose, such as Nanchan Temple. Therefore, as long as you have the heart, you can enjoy not only the intoxicating beauty in each temple, but also the Buddhism and Zen interest reflected in the creation of beautiful scenery. Those who are still difficult to understand the principles of Buddhism and Zen from the landscape, can go to the main hall to worship the Buddha or gods before and after enjoying the beautiful scenery, and integrate the enjoyable tour with the pious worship, which is both self-mistake and blessing. In this process, secular amusement and sacred worship and prayer for blessings are connected without a trace. ”

He spared no effort to sell it, and there was a hint of Zen in his words. (To be continued......)