Text Chapter 11 Nostalgic Empty Singing and Listening to the Flute
Chunzhi begged Qingzhong to take him as a disciple, but Qingzhong was silent and did not agree to his request. Chunzhi knelt on the ground and kowtowed, causing blood to flow from his forehead.
After a long time, Qingzhong sighed, opened his eyes and said to Chunzhi: "You must promise me three things. ”
Ushinoki nodded.
Qing Zhong said: "First, after learning martial arts, you must do the way for heaven, and never bully the weak; second, never do anything unfavorable to the Great Song Dynasty Sheji and the people; third, never claim to be my disciple, and you don't have to lose your hair, but you must remember the compassion of Buddhism, those who cross people cross by themselves, and those who cross by heaven cross them." If you violate these three rules, someone will naturally take you in. ”
Chunzhi immediately bit his fingers, raised his hand and swore an oath, and kowtowed on the ground three times to thank him, bursting into tears before he got up for a long time.
"Come to my room at the third watch. ”
The night was as cold as water. Chun Zhi was surging on the meditation bed, tossing and turning, and suddenly someone outside the window knocked twice: "Wei Fugui, Wei Fugui, you open the window." ”
Chun Zhi opened the window, and Xiao Yuan swooped into his arms: "Wei Fugui, I've been looking for you for three days! ”
Ushino's nose was sour, and he thought that at this time, the only one who missed him in this world was this little monster. Seeing Xiao Yuan's dust, he gently stroked its head: "How did you find me?"
"Smell. But there are people on the road during the day, and it is inconvenient, so I can't find you until night, but it has rained for the past two days, and your smell has been washed away a lot, so I finally found you. ”
Ushizhi stroked its fur: "Hey, you seem to be ......"
"You have also noticed? Although my fur is still yellow during the day, it turns silver at night these days, and I am not used to being so beautiful. ”
Ushizhi sneered, "But your tail still hasn't grown." How the hell did it break?"
"I don't remember, it looks like it was burned. Hey, don't talk about me, I brought you chicken legs. Eat it. ”
Seeing that the chicken leg was stained with a lot of Xiao Yuan's saliva, thinking that it must have wanted to eat countless times and held back, he hesitated for a moment, looked up at Xiao Yuan's eager eyes, and took a big bite.
Xiao Yuan was so happy that he got tired of it.
One person and one fox stayed in the meditation room affectionately for a while, and Chunzhi looked at the three watches: "I'll go out for a while." You stay in the house, don't run around! This is not a barren mountain, and people will find it amazing. ”
"I'm going out too. I saw that there was a tower over there, and I had to go to the moon, and I found that every time I worshipped, my fur became a little prettier, and my tail became a little longer. ”
"What a self-motivated little monster. Go ahead. Be careful, don't let anyone see it. ”
"Got it. ”
Chun Zhi came to Qingzhong's meditation room, and Qingzhong sat down: "During the day, I made you a wish to practice martial arts, but Yue Fei couldn't teach you the art of war. General Yue has a military book left in the world, which is a false rumor, but Jin, Xixia and other countries are eyeing each other, and it is inevitable to harass Zhongliang, so I let Jingru Jingyuan and the two go to Yue Lin to take out the general's gun. As expected, someone followed all the way, and finally used means to take the spear in the temple. ”
Chunzhi was disappointed and doubted. Throughout the Song Dynasty, the commander of the Song army who had the determination and ability to recover the lost land was the only one who was Yue Fei. That Yue Fei has millions of soldiers in his chest, even if he is dismissed, he is like a tiger in the mountain, "Although Fei is not in charge of the army, it is enough to strengthen the country." Before he was killed by the traitor, the Song Dynasty was still broken, surrounded by wolves, and the method of fighting with soldiers was the crystallization of his life's hard work and wisdom, and he still had children alive in the world, in the country and at home, in the sense of reason, Yue Fei did not leave a military book to future generations It is not very likely.
"Jingru Jingyuan's two senior brothers are willing to take risks, and give up the Liquan Divine Spear, it is more like deliberately concealing the whereabouts of the military book, asking the master to teach it, and helping the apprentice to take revenge!" As soon as the words came out, he knew that it was inappropriate, he grew up in the Jin Kingdom, and he had a jade pendant with the words Wanyan Guangying on his body, so it was easy to be mistaken for playing bitter meat to deceive Yue Fei's art of war.
Qingzhong did not attack: "The old saying is cloudy." You are now bent on revenge, and your mind is twisted, and you will inevitably hurt the innocent in the future. As a teacher, he was also a violent person when he was young, killing people like hemp, and he has only regretted it when he has been immersed in Buddhism in recent years. When I think about the people I killed back then, most of the sins did not lead to death, and every time I think of this, I feel like a man's back. Now it's normal for you to have questions about what I've said. The people of the world do not believe that General Yue has no art of war, and they think that the Yuejia army relies on the exquisite art of war to win a hundred battles, and they do not understand that the unpredictable art of war is important, but the things on the battlefield are changing rapidly, how can it be controlled by drawing a scoop on a gourd and talking about soldiers on paper? Although I cannot teach you the art of war to Yue Fei, you can read "Sun Tzu", "Wu Qi" and "Liutao" by heart, and you will be able to give guidance to your teacher. ”
Chunzhi didn't dare to ask any more questions, and knelt down to bow to the teacher. Qingzhong also told him that he didn't have to shave his degree, and that he could practice martial arts as a lay disciple.
Since then, Qingzhong has begun to teach him martial arts, but it is only a simple internal martial arts. He carefully inspected the slingshot and archery that Chunzhi was good at, and instructed him to practice the skills and slingshot for three years: "The wood of the hug is born in the end of the millimeter, and the nine-story platform starts from the soil." Once the foundation of internal strength is laid, you will be able to learn subtle kung fu in the future. You are young and lack of strength, now practice some exquisite kung fu more advantageous, when Bodhidharma Zen master crossed the river with a reed, in the past there was a feather arrow Zhang Qing in Liangshan, good at using flying stones, so that the generals were heartbroken. Everyone called him the Flying Stone Tiger. He once killed Aliqi and Yelu National Treasure with flying stones, and made the first contribution to the Liao expedition. It can be seen that any kung fu, as long as it is practiced to the extreme, has great use. The abductors and horses of the country of gold are all selected to shoot people, and my Great Song God Arm Crossbow also has great lethality, if you go to the battlefield in the future, this slingshot technique is of great use. ”
He was like an empowerment and was grateful to Qingzhong. Smelling the chicken dancing every day, the internal strength is getting deeper and deeper, and the slingshot method is more accurate, after a few months, it has been able to play without missing hair, pointing where to hit, and with the increase in strength, pulling away the hard bow used by adults has gradually become no problem. In this Zen courtyard, Jingyuan is as quiet as a vegetarian, Qingzhong does not help but eat meat, every time Daoji visits, he will bring some good wine and good food, Qingzhong also often asks Chunzhi to accompany the two to eat, Chunzhi rested for a while, and gradually grew more and more strong.
That Xiao Yuan hid in the house of the Ulva during the day, and worshiped the moon at the peak at night. The Buddha statue in the tower has not yet been molded, the tower is empty, the Qiantang River is rushing day and night, Xiao Yuan and Chunzhi often climb to the tower in the middle of the night, sit side by side and wait for the sun to come out. Xiao Yuan's burned hair gradually grew, the color became more and more beautiful, but the tail never grew, although it often called itself "too beautiful to look like a powerful faction", but it still looked weird. Except for Jingru and Jingyuan, who found that there was no food in the kitchen from time to time, there were fewer and fewer mice and birds on the mountain, and there was one less fish a day in the Half Moon Pond, everything was calm and normal.
In the blink of an eye, it is July, and the eighteenth day of the seventh lunar month every year is the day when the "ghost king tide" comes. Legend has it that on this day, the ghost king always sent some ghost soldiers out to arrest people and return to the river to eat. Qingzhong has suffered from wind and cold in the past few days, new and old diseases, and he has never seen any better, and his body is getting weaker and weaker.
On this day, Dao Ji Yunyou came back to see him, and prescribed a prescription to use fresh fox blood as a medicine guide, Jing Ru Jingyuan discussed going to the outskirts of the city to catch a few foxes and came back, Dao Ji asked Chun Zhi with a smile: "Are you going?"
Chun Zhi was taken aback, thinking that this Dao Ji has always been clever, didn't he find that he was secretly hiding Xiao Yuan? Carefully observed, he saw that the Dao Ji smiling face was not very different from usual, and said: "My martial arts are low, and I only add chaos when I go." Besides, Master always has to leave someone around to take care of him. ”