Shen Ruoxiao's injuries healed quickly; After a few days, he was no longer in pain; After another half a month, my body has become more and more free. He spends most of his day reading books and playing the piano; As his body recovered rapidly, he began to turn the mountain and help the little Taoist priests on the mountain take care of the tea garden and vegetable patch. He has admired its name for a long time and wanted to visit Wudang Mountain, but he has never had the opportunity; This time I went to Chengdu to see the King of Shu, and the original trip was the closest to Wudang Mountain; But he didn't dare to delay the trip because of selfishness, so he didn't even mention it to Lao Shi. didn't expect a mistake, and finally let him come to Wudang Mountain to recuperate with peace of mind. In the blink of an eye, he had been staying for two months, but Wang Zhenren had no intention of driving him away. For two months, he had not practiced; Even after the injury healed, he did not resume his practice. He was depressed, obsessed with the momentary purity in front of him, and he didn't want to think about Beiping, so he stayed in peace.

On this day, he was bored and went up to the top of Wudang. He turned around the Taihe Palace and spent half a day in the Golden Palace, overlooking the sea of clouds in the mountains, and the sun was shining outside the sky. It wasn't until the sun was setting that he remembered to go down.

When he walked up the hundred-step ladder, he heard a wind chime ringing softly, and he saw a little girl running up.

It was a girl of fifteen or sixteen years old, and when she saw him, she ran straight up to him, stopped, and looked at herself curiously.

Shen Ruoyu was stunned. On Wudang Mountain, it is not uncommon to see tourists outside the mountain; But women are rarely seen, especially those of boudoir age; And the little girl in front of her is different. She wore a short blouse and trousers, her forearms and calves exposed, a string of silver bells tied around her waist, and a thick green rattan cane in her hand. He had never seen a girl dressed like this, and for a moment he stared blankly at the strange girl in front of him in a daze, not knowing what she was.

The girl opened her mouth, and her voice was as crisp and pleasant as the silver bell tied around her waist:

"Are you Ruoliao?"

As if a breeze was blowing, Shen Ruoyu felt a lot less guarded in his heart; He was slightly stunned:

"How does the girl know?"

The girl laughed happily, revealing a mouthful of delicate teeth: "Wang Zhenren said that you ran to the golden top alone; I'm coming to you. ”

Shen Ruoyu was surprised: "The girl is-?" ”

The girl replied: "My surname is Nangong, my single name is an autumn character, and I came to Wudang Mountain with my grandfather to visit Wang Zhenren." ”

Shen Ruoyu asked suspiciously, "Visit?" Are you old acquaintances with Wang Zhenren? ”

Nangong Qiu shook his head: "My grandfather is; When I grew up so big, it was the first time I met Wang Zhenren. Let's go down, they are all waiting for us in Zixiao Palace, it will be a little later, it will be dark. ”

She reached out to grab his hand; Shen Ruoyu was taken aback, and instinctively retracted his hand:

"You...... Do?! ……”

Nangong Qiu was strange: "Pull you down the mountain." What's wrong with you? Isn't it uncomfortable? ”

His face was red and he was puzzled, so he could only reluctantly say, "I...... I will walk ......"

Nangong Qiuhu glanced at him suspiciously, didn't speak again, turned around, and went down the mountain with him.

When they walked to Zixiao Palace, the sun had just set. Behind the main hall, under the towering ancient pine, a teapot and teacup were placed on a stone table. Huandan Zhenren was sitting on a stone bench at the table; There was also an old man sitting next to him, and the two of them were chatting and laughing between tea. Seeing Shen Ruoliao and Nangong Qiu approaching, Wang smiled and said:

"Qiu'er is really clever, she got people back so quickly."

The old man laughed, "Where; This child has a wild temperament, and since he was a child, he has been running barefoot all over the mountains and fields, and he has no other ability except to run fast. ”

"Grandpa!" Nangong Qiu didn't do it, and she was coquettish.

Wang was surprised to see Shen Ruoliao standing there at a loss, and said with a smile:

"Ruoxiao, do you know who this is?"

Shen Ruoyu looked at the old man carefully; said that he was an old man, but he was younger than Wang Jing, he was probably in his early sixties, his eyebrow bones were high, his eyes were deep, his mustache was short and hard, and he was as personable as Wang Jing, his eyes were like electricity, looking at himself, which made Shen Ruoliao's face feverish soon.

Shen Ruoliao shook his head, blushed and said, "Shen Ruoliao has eyes and doesn't know Mount Tai." Please ask the name of the gentleman? ”

The old man hurriedly replied, "Don't dare to be, don't dare to be; The old man's surname is Yuan, his name is Jue, his name is Tingyu, and he is a face-to-face person in the city, which makes Shen Shaoxia smile. ”

Yuan Hui - this name is very familiar; Shen Ruoyu couldn't remember for a while, where had he heard it.

Wang was shocked to see him stunned, and reminded on the side: "You are doing things for King Yan, and you have never heard Master Daoyan mention Yuan Hui?" ”

Shen Ruoyu was slightly stunned; He remembered; He had indeed heard of Yuan Hui, but he had not heard of it from Master Dao Yan. He worked as a timekeeper at the Hongjia Hotel, and often heard the guests coming and going from the north to the south chatting between wine and dinner. He had never heard of his father's past from these nonsense, but he had frequently heard them mention Yuan Hui's name - to the world, a legendary cold-blooded swordsman who had retired from the world and disappeared for twenty years was far less vital than a half-immortal who still remained in the market, telling fortunes and telling fortunes.

He has heard of Yuan Heng, who has been in fortune and fortune calculations, and has met many dignitaries and nobles, and the future events have been praised by the world. Legend has it that when he was young, he met with a senior master, and every day at noon, he looked directly at the sun with his eyes, and saw that his eyes were dizzy, his head was swollen, and he couldn't walk, and then he was helped to a dark room and gave him a plate of black beans, so that he could see those black beans one by one. At night, he hung some colorful silk on the window, and the moonlight shone through the silk, and then he was in the house to distinguish the color of the silk cloth against the moonlight. In this way, Yuan Tingyu has successfully cultivated, and when he gives people faces, he can see things that others can't see. He said that if someone can be an official, that person will be an official in the future. He said that people have a sudden life, and they ascended to heaven overnight, and then overnight, they were exiled.

Among all the people Yuan Tingyu has ever been, the most famous is Master Daoyan; Legend has it that more than 20 years ago, Yuan Tingyu met Master Daoyan in Songshan Temple, and said that he was "a strange monk, with a sick face like a tiger, triangular eyes, and a thirst for killing, Liu Bingzhong's wife." This Dao Yan master is now assisting King Yan in Beiping, and together with Yao Biao, he is regarded as King Yan's right-hand man, and he looks like Liu Bingzhong.

He noticed that Yuan Heng's eyes were like torches, converging on his face, thinking of the other party's high physiognomy, he must have seen the bottom of himself in the next ten or twenty years at a glance, and couldn't help but feel embarrassed, and hurriedly saluted:

"It turned out to be sir! Mr. Jiu admires his name, if few are rude. ”

Yuan Hui hurriedly returned the salute and said: "How dare you! Shen Shaoxia's name, the old decay is really admired for a long time. Today's meeting is a blessing for three lives. ”

When Shen Ruoyu heard the other party say this, his heart suddenly became depressed again, and he said coldly:

"Sir knew me, too; It must be because of my father. ”

Yuan Heng was slightly stunned, but in a blink of an eye, he saw Wang Jing giving him a look on the side. He understood that Shen Ruoyu had misunderstood him, was a little embarrassed, and a little apologetic, so he changed the topic and said:

"The young man has already seen Qiu'er; Lao Yu just told Wang Zhenren that Qiu'er was originally my friend's niece, her parents died when she was a child, and she has always lived in seclusion with her uncle in the deep mountains of Wuling, and has never traveled to the outside world. Half a year ago, her only relative also passed away due to illness, and she was entrusted to the care of the elderly before she died. The old man had a daughter under his knees, but he died early, if he lived to this day, he should have a granddaughter of the same age as Qiu'er. Therefore, Lao Yu recognized Qiu'er as his granddaughter and took her out to travel everywhere. I came to Wudang Mountain this time, just because it will be the Mid-Autumn Festival in half a month, and it is also Qiu'er's seventeenth birthday; The old man wanted to take her to see Wudang Mountain and petition for incense. Wang Zhenren and I have been friends for many years, but we have not had time to see each other in the last two or three years, and we miss each other very much, so I just took this opportunity to reunite. But I didn't want to be so coincidental that I would be lucky enough to meet Shen Shaoxia here. Presumably on the mountain, Shaoxia and Qiu'er have rarely talked; The child grew up in the mountains and rarely saw outsiders; Her uncle was accustomed to her, and let her wander the mountains, and he didn't know how to be polite, and many places inevitably frightened the young man. The old man is old, and he can't discipline her, so I just hope that she is happy, and I hope that the young man will forgive her. ”

Shen Ruoyu glanced at Nangong Qiu; Qiu'er was also looking at herself, and when she saw his gaze, she smiled shyly, which made Shen Ruoyu stunned; He didn't expect that this wild girl who wanted to hold his hand just now and "didn't know how to be polite" would also be shy. The people of Peking said that Xiang'er was crazy in the streets all day long - that was because they had never seen Qiu'er. Xiang'er at least knows that "men and women don't kiss"; She chose to play crazy with him without any scruples, because she didn't care about the eyes and tongues of the world, not because she didn't understand. However, it's no wonder that Qiu'er; He remembered the time when he first came out of the mountains, how rude he was in Beiping, and how many jokes he made. The difference is that his father's discipline has always been strict, which makes him afraid of being recognized; This Qiu'er girl is obviously not afraid of heaven and earth, and she doesn't know what is going on with life. Yuan Heng apologized, but said that as long as she was happy, it was obviously the same as her uncle, and he was willing to spoil her like this.

Suddenly, Shen Ruoyu found that he had a trace of sour envy for this girl in his heart.

He said: "It turns out that it will be Miss Qiu'er's birthday soon; The birthday of the Mid-Autumn Festival must be the moon god, so it should be celebrated. But I don't know how long the two plan to play in Wudang Mountain? ”

Yuan Heng replied: "I recently received a letter from Master Daoyan, saying that I was entrusted by King Yan to invite me to Beiping for a while. Therefore, it will not stay in Wudang Mountain for too long; At most, after Chongyang, we will set off for the north; If the young man is not anxious to return to the north, when the time comes, we can just walk with the young man. ”

Shen Ruoyu replied in a gloomy manner: "I haven't thought about when to leave; I'm not in a hurry, maybe after Chongyang, you all went to Beiping and saw King Yan, I still rely on Wudang Mountain and refuse to go, eating and drinking here in Wang Zhenren. ”

Wang was shocked to see the haze in his eyes, smiled lightly, shook his head, and did not speak.

In the next half month, Shen Ruoyu passed the time with Nangong Qiu every day, either reading and writing lyrics together for fun, or wandering around the mountains together, picking wild fruits, watching the scenery everywhere, and helping the little Taoist priest to cook the tea garden and vegetable fields.

He indulged in this hermit-like pure life. There was no poverty, no danger, no people he loved, no people he hated, no characters and scenes that he had to spend his time trying to deal with, only pure mountains and forests, and a group of hermits who had nothing to do with him. Wang Zhenren arranged his life according to him, never interfered, and most of the time he was playing tea with Yuan Heng, studying the scriptures and reading history. A few little Taoist priests just took care of his daily life and diet, and didn't care about anything else. There is only one girl left, Qiu'er, who is of the same age, curious and active, and soaks with him everywhere, without paying attention to any etiquette and rules in front of him. At first this made him feel awkward and embarrassed, but soon he discovered that her happiness was naturally healthy, full of vitality and sunshine, unfettered and unprejudiced. He also threw away the pressure and burden himself, gave up all guards, gladly accepted her infection, and soon mingled with her, and felt the joy and excitement of life with her.

As for the future, he still doesn't want to think about it. He is reluctant to leave Wudang Mountain, return to the world outside the mountain, and face the reality that he was once blinded by. Once, in the depths of Yanshan, he longed for the world outside the mountain, longed for the picturesque rivers and mountains in the book, and how many heroes he was at one time. Once, on the streets of Beiping, he thought that he had tasted the bitterness of reality and understood what the real world outside the mountains was like. Once, he sat in his room in the Hongjia Hotel, playing with the boot knife given to him by Luo Yang, thinking of King Yan, his heart swelled with gratitude and timidity, not daring to be too strong, not daring to be persistent, and not daring to fantasize about the future - and the cowardice from hope, the impulse to hit behind was a joy he had never felt. At this moment, everything is different. Suddenly, his father broke into his life again; He thought that he had completely shaken off his father's shadow and began to learn to be independent and self-reliant, and to take control of his own life. It turns out that he has been deceiving himself all the time. The ghost of his father has always firmly covered himself at the bottom and will never disperse.

Why did he have such a father? Before he even started his life, he was already a failure. In the eyes of the world, it turned out that it was always just mockery; It wasn't that he had been begging and stealing in the streets, at least not only; The biggest mockery is that he was born as Shen Rufeng's only son, who was destined to be a treacherous, capricious, cruel and debaucherous person, but he still fantasizes about being a hero, standing up to the sky, making meritorious contributions, and leaving a name in history.

And all this mockery is greater than the man who gave him all his hopes and dreams, who turned out to be mocking himself from the beginning, even pretending to play with himself, and then sitting on the sidelines and watching the jokes.

King Yan has always had a high reputation in the hearts of the people of Beiping, but why bother to do such a boring thing and make himself a hopeless pariah. Or, did he blame King Yan again? But he clearly knows his life experience, and he knows it better than himself; Why did he hide it from me and never say a word?

He thought about it a lot, and it had reached the point where he had a headache when he thought of his father and King Yan, and he didn't want to think about it anymore. As long as he stays in Wudang Mountain, he will be pure and comfortable, without having to think about anything, and no one will remind him to remember.