Qiulan carefully sorted out the futon for Ye Yu, and changed into the accompanying quilt cover very intimately. As for what Ye Yu said, she was not in the mood to understand it.

Blowing out the lamp to sleep, Qiu Lan originally wanted to go back to her room to rest, but was forcibly left behind by Ye Yu.

In the darkness, through the moonlight, the two of them can still be seen sleeping in arms on the bed.

"Young master, this is the land of Buddhism, like this...... It's not okay......" Qiu Lan hesitated to express her concerns, and the sound as thin as a mosquito and fly echoed in Ye Yu's ears.

Ye Yu disagreed: "What's wrong? ”

After speaking, the big quilt covered all the appearances, but the turning futon was like a wave, but it reflected the most primitive madness of human beings!

The moonlit night was still cool, and at the third watch of the night, suddenly there was a wisp of piano sound outside the room.

Ye Yu's heavy eyelids opened because of this wisp of piano sound.

He slowly stepped out of bed, put on his shirt and pushed open the door and walked out.

Following the direction of the piano sound, Ye Yu walked through the backyard and finally found the source of the sound.

In front of me is a meditation room, and the lights in the room are shining in the shadow of a person. Ye Yu did not ask for instructions, let alone push the door directly, but stood outside the room and listened to the sound of the piano quietly.

At the end of the song, Ye Yu couldn't help but applaud: "What a song "Meditation Bliss"! ”

"The donor has a good reputation, please talk about it in the room!"

Ye Yu's sudden arrival only made the people in the room slightly stunned, but then he invited Ye Yu to talk very kindly.

Ye Yu naturally did not know how to be formal, but directly pushed the door and entered the meditation room.

The person in the meditation room is Xuan Jing, at this time Xuan Jing changed into a white monk's robe, looking extremely clean, spotless as if Bilian was sitting on a futon.

"The master can play the Buddha sound with the sound of the piano, and the artistic conception of this is also interesting!" Ye Yu said and sat down unceremoniously opposite Xuan Jing, and praised him unabashedly.

The Buddha sound is mostly chanting, as well as the ensemble of Buddha instruments, in order to reflect the charm of the Buddha sound, but to be able to play the Buddha sound with a guqin is an extremely difficult thing in itself.

Moreover, with Ye Yu's current musical attainments, there are very few piano skills that can amaze him!

Master Xuanjing, who had clear eyebrows and beautiful eyes, folded his hands and said: "The donor praises it, the poor monk is just a clumsy skill in the countryside, if the donor appreciates it, it is the honor of the poor monk!" ”

The pot of water is gurgling and poured into a mirror-like cup!

Ye Yu held the lamp in one hand, looked at Xuan Jing and asked, "The master strokes the qin late at night, could it be that he has something to worry about?" ”

"Oh? Why did the donor say this? ”

"If the heart stops water, how can it make waves again? Master Fang Cai played "Meditation Bliss", if it was not for peace of mind, why did he intend to play this song in the back mountain? ”

"Uh, hehe, the donor is really deeply rooted, and the poor monk chanting the Buddha often has a mind full of demons, so he calms down with the sound of the Buddha in meditation, which makes the donor smile......"

Speaking of which, Ye Yu felt that if he had to ask in detail, it would seem that the guest was not authentic, so he changed the topic and said: "By the way, I don't know if the master knows about the haunting of Fengqiao Town under the mountain?" ”

"Oh? The donor also knows about the haunting of Maple Bridge? ”

Ye Yu sneered: "It's hard to think about it, because several inns in the town are not open, so I will have no choice but to come to the master's treasure temple to disturb ......."

"Amitabha, does the donor believe that there are ghosts?" Xuan Jing didn't answer the rhetorical question, which made Ye Yu feel a little surprised.

"Ghosts?"

Ye Yu patted his forehead lightly and said: "For the theory of gods and ghosts, I have always been respectful and far away, as the saying goes, there are no absolutes in the world, and I can't tell if there are gods and ghosts in this world......"

"But I think that in this world, people are often more terrible than ghosts! The so-called ghosts are also the subjective conjecture of most people! I wonder what the master thinks? ”

Ye Yu's words made Xuan Jing a little stunned, but then he recited the Buddha's verse and said: "The poor monk does not comment on the remarks of the donor, since the donor wants to know about the haunting of Fengqiao Town, the poor monk will elaborate on the donor one by one......"

Under the green light, a monk and a Confucian, a narration and a listen, in the tacit room, time flows quietly.

And after Master Xuanjing's detailed explanation, Ye Yu also roughly understood the reason for this haunted thing. It turned out that this haunted thing all originated from a mansion in Fengqiao Town.

The original owner of this house was named Zhang Huai, a well-known businessman in Shaoxing, who had a family business in Fengqiao Town.

However, a year ago, the family died of the plague, and the tragic situation made people sigh. Later, in addition to the confiscation of property, even the house was put into public ownership.

However, I never thought that this Zhang family mansion was haunted.

This made the local county magistrate panic, and ordered people to invite many monks and Taoists to do it, but in the end, they were all scared.

In this way, the reliability of the haunted thing was further established, and someone once mentioned that yì burned down the house, and as a result, there was a haunted thing in the house of the person who mentioned it that night.

So after that, no one dared to mention it, and a few people died after that, and from then on, the whole town of Fengqiao gradually began to get used to the sunset, because they were afraid that they would encounter unclean things in the middle of the night.

"Has the master ever seen this so-called ghost?" After listening to Xuan Jing's general explanation, Ye Yu hesitated for a moment and asked this question.

Xuan Jing said calmly: "The poor monk has never gone down the mountain, and he has never seen it, but I heard that the pilgrims on weekdays said that there are often female ghosts floating in this Zhang family's mansion, and there is a sound of ghosts crying and choking!" ”

"Oh, female ghost?"

Xuan Jing saw Ye Yu's expression slightly stunned, so he was relieved: "The donor doesn't have to be more serious, the female ghost is just one of them, and there are rumors that there are fox demons in the Zhang family's mansion, and there are even rumors that someone has seen a white fox eating human flesh......"

"Hahaha!"

Hearing that Ye Yu couldn't help laughing out loud at the end, and when the laughter gradually stopped, Ye Yu asked Master Xuan Jing instead: "Then may I ask, does the master believe in this ghost talk?" ”

"Don't you think it's unwise for the donor to say this?"

Rhetorical questioning responded to rhetorical questions, and the two of them were playing with Tai Chi when they talked, rubbing back and forth and throwing the question back.

After Ye Yu was stunned, he was ashamed and said: "The master's lesson is extremely good, if you don't believe it, how can you enter the Shamen!" In this land of Buddhism, it is really stupid to ask the master such a question! ”

The topic has been talked about here, and the information that Ye Yu wants to get has been obtained, so there is no need to delve into it.

Later, while the two were talking about Buddhism, Ye Yu accidentally saw a painting in the meditation room.

""Maple Bridge Night Park"?"

"Exactly, this is the graffiti made by the poor monk in his spare time, which makes the donor smile......"

"The moon is falling and the sky is full of frost, and Jiang Feng is sleeping. Hanshan Temple outside the city of Gusu, the bell rings in the middle of the night to the passenger ship. Although Zhang Ji was the first person to be disappointed in the imperial examination, this poem made him famous for eternity! ”

This is Ye Yu's emotion, because the imperial examination system has been in place for more than a thousand years, and countless people have appeared on the top list, but they have sunk into the mud and sand one by one, and no one remembers their names. Only this down-and-out Zhang Ji has become an idol in people's hearts.

For some people, once in a lifetime success is enough!

Obviously, Zhang Ji, because of a poem, has gone down in history!

Ye Yu said, but his heart suddenly surged, and then he put his hands on the guqin, and said quietly: "The master just sang "Meditation Bliss", then I will pay tribute to the master in the next song!" ”

As soon as the words fell, the strings had already started, and in the empty meditation room, the leisurely sound of the piano came again.

While reveling in his own style, Ye Yu whispered in his mouth: "Green Lantern Flame, the epiphany in front of the Buddha is beautiful." Ask Xuanyuan, gather and scatter a dream connected. Compassion thoughts, the immortals in the clouds in the idle crane mountain can see it all. Red dust, reincarnation between ......"

"If it comes and goes, all beings don't know how many years have passed; The Buddha's heart is merciful, and thousands of things are like dreams; Fingers are full of flowers, and the world is full of chaos; The floating life has changed the clouds and smoke, and the flowers and evenings have picked up a few heavy wind and rain, and the red dust is thousands, and the beacon smoke is long and ......"

It seems to whisper, it seems to sing, but no matter what, it is so harmonious!

After a long time, when Ye Yu finished the song and pressed the strings lightly, Xuan Jing on the opposite side asked in surprise: "What is the name of this song?" ”

""Fengqiao Yundu"! What a disturbance, farewell! ”

After Ye Yu finished speaking, he got up and left the meditation room, leaving only Master Xuanjing with a surprised face.

Ye Yu fart-in-the-art farts fused the two repertoire of later generations, and used super high piano skills to mix and purify the rhythm, thus achieving a new score at the moment.

On the way back to the wing, Ye Yu had been thinking about the haunting of Fengqiao Town. Even if the gods and ghosts really exist, they are far away from the mortal world, so how can they cause any ghosts and monsters for no reason.

When he returned to the wing, Qiulan was still asleep, and he didn't want to disturb Qiulan's sleep, so he carefully lay on the side, although he closed his eyes, he didn't feel sleepy at all.

It wasn't until after dawn that the two got up to wash up.

Ye Yu donated some sesame oil money to Hanshan Temple very generously, and after the monks finished their morning class, they personally came to the abbot's room to bid farewell to Xuan Jing.

"The donor last night a famous song made people admire, Buddhism pays attention to a word, the donor is the music of everyone, if the guqin is not disliked by the donor, please accept the right to beware of the mind......"

"This ......"

Seeing Xuan Jing's solemn demeanor, Ye Yu knew that he was pushy but pedantic. Besides, it's just a guqin, and it's not a valuable thing.

Thinking of this, Ye Yu thanked him: "Since this is the case, then it will be disrespectful below!" Please~! ”

"Please!" Xuan Jing hung a rosary in her right hand and gave a salute.

"Hey, young master, when did you play the tune last night, why didn't I hear it?" Qiu Lan, who was puzzled, saw that Ye Yu had already left the abbot's room with the guqin, so she hurriedly followed.

Ye Yu suddenly stopped halfway through, and said jokingly: "Yes, I slept together outside last night, how can I have time to play the piano?" ”

"Young Master!"

In the Buddhist temple, Ye Yu's voice was loud, which made many monks passing by look sideways. Although Qiulan is no longer a girl in her cardamom years, she can't stand the side eyes of everyone in the court.

Immediately angrily tugged at the corner of Ye Yu's clothes, and stomped his feet with a slightly dizzy face.

Ye Yu took advantage of the momentum to pursue, bent over and whispered in Qiulan's ear: "It's impossible for you not to hear the piano playing last night, your young master's ten fingers danced for more than half an hour, don't you know?" ”

"Is there one?"

"What do you say?" Ye Yu squeezed his eyebrows, revealing a hint of cunning.

"Hmph, young master, have you bullied me......"