Inside the guest house.

"Master, are you really completely well?"

However, it was Zhou Chongxuan, the master of Sanqing Palace, who was not worried about his teacher's physical condition, and he was sure again. This is also Zhou Chongxuan's concern for chaos, which is why he behaves like this.

Xu Xinyou said with a smile: "Naturally, it will be difficult to become a teacher, and I can't tell lies." ”

After speaking, he sighed with emotion: "This Brother Mo Dao is free and easy, his heart is like a white cloud, his mind is like flowing water, he understands that he is too primitive, he is simple and simple, he is the root of heaven and earth, and he is like a dirt and dirt, fluttering, no stagnation and no hindrance, which is really admirable to us." ”

Not to mention the old Taoist priest Xu Xinyou sighed in the guest hall. said that Mo Fei went out of the guest hall, and he didn't need to be guided by others, and walked leisurely to the guest room in the backyard.

The environment inside the view is quiet and elegant, there are many attic terraces, strange flowers and flowers, beautiful trees and ancient trees, it is overwhelming. And the forest follows the mountain, the height is staggered, the winding path is secluded, and there is no cave.

Along the way, the trees are verdant, lush, flowers and plants, each showing its posture. The stone-paved path extends to the depths of the flower shadows, the gurgling strange stone flowing water, the light sound of the water, makes people feel calm, forget the hustle and bustle of the world,

Perhaps there is a hidden person in the mountains and forests who have a life of elegance and bow their heads to play the piano, and a clear and smooth piano sound flutters from the bamboo forest not far away, and with the mountain breeze coming from the face, it enters Mo Fei's ears.

It is like a bubbling spring, accompanied by wisps of white clouds that leisurely cross the sky. The breeze blows, and the fragrance of osmanthus is lingering. In an instant, the sound of the piano was agitated, and it echoed continuously with the pine waves, for a long time.

Mo Fei couldn't help but stop slowly and listen to the melodious sound of the piano. Whispered:

"The green mountains are green and the pines are green, and the bamboo forests play the jade qin. Push the hill to reward. It can be used to clear the annoyance.

Towards entering from the mountain pass, the Taoist temple hears the clear sound. Clearly, the sky is in the air. Illuminate the heart of heaven and earth.

The crane is clear under the sky, dancing in the pine forest. Change the tune and buckle the sound of business, and listen to the flying dragon's chant.

I felt a little delusional, and gradually realized that the fairy was deep. It will be alchemy tripod and forever invested in my management. ”

"It's a good one to know the clouds and the sky, and to see the heart of heaven and earth. This little friend is deeply hidden, quite Taoist out of the dust, rushing to the void and tranquil, like idle clouds and wild cranes. At ease. ”

The sound of playing the piano stopped abruptly, and a gentle voice like jade came from the bamboo forest, and then the shadow of the flower flickered, and a white-haired old man walked slowly from the shade of the tree, embracing Yaoqin, quite the elegance of an ancient hermit.

The old man walked out of the bamboo forest, looked at Mo Fei carefully, and then smiled: "The lonely standard is independent, and the charm is clear." Unfettered, unattached, unstaggered, like the water rippling freely in the sea, like the clouds in the air. The sex is vast and dusty. It is rare for these Sanqing Palaces to meet such a person. I don't know what this little friend is called? ”

"Boy Murphy. I've seen the old man, but your old remarks are tormenting the younger generations. ”

Mo Fei saw the old man coming. The words are clumsy, and it is expected that he is either Xu Xinyou or Zhou Chongxuan's friend. I have seen each other, but I don't think I am a senior in my own Xuanmen, just like a pure and open-minded junior in the world.

The old man smiled and said: "It's not an award, it's not a prize, I am an old friend with Xu Xinyou, and I also know his apprentice Zhou Chongxuan.

Today, by chance, Yaxing sprouted, which was convenient for playing the piano in the bamboo forest, and I also wanted to learn the uninhibited sages of the seven sages of the bamboo forest, but I didn't expect that I could meet Xiaoyou, but it was fate. ”

After that, he smiled again: "It's been a long time since I came out, and I should go to see my old friend, watch my little friend's trip, I'm afraid it's looking for someone, I won't delay you, and I'll see you again." ”

After that, holding Yaoqin, he slowly walked forward, and soon disappeared into a dense shade, and was nowhere to be found.

Mo Fei looked at the disappearing figure of the old man, and couldn't help but think of the old man surnamed Lu who was appreciating paintings and calligraphy with him in Gujing Village, the same free and indifferent, free and casual, quite a hidden style of mountains and forests.

I thought about it, but I was relieved. The unique cultural atmosphere of China has created a leisurely yearning for the retreat to the mountains and forests and boating in the rivers and lakes in the minds of the Chinese people, and there is a lingering sense of seclusion, taking the return to nature as a spiritual comfort and enjoyment, and seeking the pure beauty of the world where man and nature are integrated.

The beauty of nature's mountains and rivers does have a certain effect of purifying the soul, which can cleanse and remove turbidity, rest worries and quiet thoughts, make people forget the disturbances in the red world, and produce a high and easy feeling of forgetting the mountains and rivers and being willing to be lonely. So that he has no intention of the world, and retreats to the mountains and forests.

In the secluded mentality of these people, there is a kind of implication of being free from the shackles of vulgar truths, the heart is not hindered, and the natural machine is wonderful.

Thinking of this, Mo Fei couldn't help but smile.

The sun sets in the west, and a little bit of light is sprinkled all over the quiet stone road in the Taoist temple. The forest birds are singing, thousands of cries and turns, ancient pines and bamboos, flowers and plants are long.

A young and handsome man walked slowly in the shade of the trees, and the accidental smile slowly melted into the green mountains and beautiful waters.

In the shade of greenery, the first few exquisite houses loom in the background. Before Murphy could get closer, he heard the fat man's loud voice.

"Why did Xiao Mozi come back, I've been going for a long time."

Seeing that Mo Fei was gone, the fat man was a little anxious, and nodded to the little Taoist boy who was in charge of waiting for everyone on the side and asked: "What big deal can your family watch my brother do, you won't detain people, otherwise why haven't you come back?" ”

When Xiao Daotong heard this, he couldn't help but cry and laugh. This fat man's imagination is really rich enough to detain people? When this is a den of robbers who occupy the mountains as kings, they will not succeed.

Besides, who dared to detain that master, although he didn't know who that person was, he also saw the respectful attitude of the master and the ancestor who rarely appeared in the Heart Cultivation Pavilion. As you can imagine with your toes, it must be a powerful person. Detaining such a worldly master, it is purely an old birthday star eating arsenic, and he is afraid of a long life.

But I can't say that to this man. When he came, the Guan Lord repeatedly told himself not to talk about the identity of the person in the Xuanmen Immortal Dao.

The people in the fairy road, although they are not deliberately hidden, are not easy to tell the world. Therefore, Xiao Daotong had to smile bitterly: "Fat man, with your imagination, it's a pity not to write detective mystery novels." ”

Bi Tao on the side heard it clearly, and suddenly laughed, holding her stomach, and laughing until her stomach hurt.

The fat mother couldn't help but cry and laugh when she heard her precious son come out of his brainless faint words again. are all twenty-six or seventeen young men, and they are still stunned when they talk and do things, when will this problem be changed.

Look at people's small non-be, they are all generally big, they speak and do things steadily and oldly, and they have to rest assured when they look at it, unlike their own family, they have to worry about themselves.

Thinking of this, the fat mother couldn't help but slap her son hard: "Don't talk nonsense, people are looking for Xiaofei, there must be something, if you feel bored and panicked, go out and go around." ”

"Well, well, I went out for a walk, and the fat man was a little bored, so he got up and went outside.

Suddenly raised his head, and among the heavy shadows of flowers in front of him, a handsome and upright figure was walking slowly, and he couldn't help but shout: "Mom, Xiao Mozi is back!" (To be continued......)