Soon after, when Lu Shaoyang was confused and hesitant in the fire, he might vaguely remember the scene of him and his father running all the way, they didn't care about the landscape, just slept in the open air, and finally arrived at the foot of Liangshan Mountain after seven or eight days. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

The middle-aged man raised his whip and pointed, "Yang'er, we have arrived." ”

"This is Liangshan? Is the Yong'an monk that my father said live in seclusion here? The boy asked.

"That's right." The middle-aged man dismounted and straightened his clothes and said, "That Yong'an monk was originally a great witch of the Chu State, and later resigned and lived here in seclusion. After he lived in seclusion, he abandoned what he had learned all his life and studied the art of Taoist Huang Lao, and finally succeeded. More than ten years ago, I visited him for some reason, and after a hearty conversation, I found that this person's immortal wind dao bone knowledge was far beyond ordinary people, so I deliberately stayed for a few more days, but I didn't think that the two of us would become friends for the year. Now our family is in trouble, only he is willing to help, today we have to visit this Yong'an monk when we arrive in Liangshan. ”

The middle-aged man said and handed the reins to the old man behind him, "Uncle Zhao, you are guarding at the bottom of the mountain, and I will go up the mountain with Yang'er." ”

"Master, you and your son should be careful." Zhao Boshili stepped aside. The middle-aged man tidied up his clothes again and took the young man's hand to the mountain.

This Liangshan is located in Shuzhong, and the climate is pleasant. At this time, it is April, the grass grows and the warbler flies, and it is a vibrant scene. The young man had never left Hanzhong, so naturally he had never seen the scenery of the southern country, so he couldn't help but look around. I saw the green finches singing around the branches, and the colorful butterflies dancing with the flowers. Strange stones go from the clouds several times, and the flowing water is according to the Taoist hall. At the end of the mountain road paved with white stones, a quiet mountain hall faintly shows its figure, as if the goddess is half-covered with a veil, giving people a sense of mystery.

The middle-aged man pointed with his hand and said, "There is Tongxuanju, the residence of the Yong'an layman." You and I are here to disturb others, and we must not speak falsely. ”

"Yes, boy." The boy nodded as he continued to follow his father up. He was thinking about other things in his heart, a young man who was still a child even though he had wisdom and cultivation beyond his peers, and the melancholy of going to the country and leaving his homeland, and the grief of losing his mother tormented his heart all the time. The scene in front of him is indeed beautiful, and it is incomparably gorgeous in the eyes of the cheerful person, but in his eyes this beautiful scenery has a more poignant meaning.

As he thought, he unconsciously came to the gate of the mountain. An old man with white hair over the navel and a blue soap robe on his body stood in front of the mountain gate with a smile, as if he had been waiting for a long time.

Seeing this, the middle-aged man hurriedly stepped forward to salute, "Why did the old gentleman go out to greet him in person?" Summoning the two children to come is to torture me Lu Wufeng like this. ”

The old man stretched out his hand to support the man who called himself Lu Wufeng, and said, "It's okay, I'm not a worldly person, so naturally I don't care about those worldly etiquette. The so-called elder and young are just the shackles of those kings' demagoguery, but in my eyes it is bullshit, I only want to do things according to my desires, and I don't care about anything else. ”

The old man's words pulled the young man back from his thoughts. He looked at the old man carefully, and suddenly there was some interest in his heart. At first glance, he looked like an immortal, but such an immortal would actually say such a bullshit in the market, but then he looked at him and had a completely different temperament from the person in the market. It's the first time I've seen such a strange person, so I can't help but take a few more looks.

Seeing this scene, Lu Wufeng was suddenly a little embarrassed, and hurriedly dragged the corner of the young man with his hand, and whispered: "Don't be rude!" ”

These words reached the ears of the old man, and he twisted his beard and smiled: "Seeing that this young man is extraordinary, I think it must be your son-in-law." ”

When Lu Wufeng heard the old man's question, he hurriedly replied: "It's my dog, Yang'er, who doesn't give Mr. Yongan a gift?" ”

The young man took two steps forward and bowed: "Ignorant boy Lu Shaoyang meets Mr. Yong'an!" ”

"Good boy, don't pay attention to your father's set, what do you want me to do?" The old man still looked smiling, "I have prepared tea inside, you can rest here for a while after you have been driving all the way." ”

"It's so annoying." Lu Wufeng saluted again and walked into the courtyard with Lu Shaoyang.

This is a small mountain house, and there are four or five guest houses in the courtyard such as firewood houses and rooms. The guest house and firewood room are lined up on the left and right, and in the middle is the front hall for guests. There are three big characters written on the plaque in the front hall: Wuhui Hall.

In front of the hall stood two children, about the same age as Lu Shaoyang, holding two plates of fruits in their hands, waiting for them.

Lu Wufeng and the old man entered the Wuhui Hall and sat down, Lu Shaoyang stood aside, and the two children followed and carefully put the fruit on the table. The old man casually picked up one of the fruits in one of the plates and put it in his mouth and chewed it, "This is the wild fruit in our mountains, called the worry-free fruit, the so-called go and forget the worries, retreat can be preserved, eat a piece of the troubles in your heart will disappear most of them." ”

"Worry-free?" Lu Wufeng picked up a fruit on the plate and looked at it for a while, then suddenly smiled, "Where in this world is there anything worry-free?" I fled here with my family to escape from the world, and if it is true to say that I am alive, I can't talk about worry-free. ”

"Is that really what you're thinking?" The old man said, "If you really came here to escape the world, how could you bring that thing out?" ”

"Sir, you already know?" Lu Wufeng suddenly became nervous, and the fruit in his hand fell to the ground all of a sudden.

"Father?" Lu Shaoyang hurriedly picked up the fruit from the ground and looked at Lu Wufeng in surprise.

Lu Wufeng pretended to be calm and waved his hand, "Yang'er, you go down first, I want to say a few important words to Mr. Yong'an." ”

Lu Shaoyang glanced at his father and then looked at the Yong'an monk who had been smiling, and he already knew it in his heart. Father, there are some things that are inconvenient to talk about in front of him! What could it be? Ever since his mother's sudden death, he has been worried, even his usual kind smile has disappeared, and he has a lot less time to talk to himself. When he was still in the capital, he would only lock himself in his study every day, and no one seemed to be hiding from anything. What secrets could he not tell? Even his own biological son has to be guarded against, although Lu Shaoyang is a filial son, but when he thinks of this, he can't help but have some resentment in his heart. But resentment is resentment after all, and he knows that his father would not be like this if he was not really in trouble, so he didn't delve into it most of the time.

After struggling in his heart, Lu Shaoyang still chose Shi Li to retreat, and the two children also closed the door with great interest.

Seeing that there was no one else in the room, Lu Wufeng suddenly knelt down in front of the Yong'an monk, "Sir, now that the princes are conquering, the people are not living, and it is really helpless to do this!" Please sir help me! ”

The old man put away his smile, stepped forward to help Lu Wufeng, and said, "How could I not know your difficulties?" Sacrificing the ego for the sake of the common people in the world, this kind of realm is admired by the old man, but have you ever thought about it for your child when you do this? You must know that in this way, he can only live a life of exile for the rest of his life, I am afraid that he will never come out, and that power will eat his body at any time, if it were not for the secret curse, I am afraid that he would have died long ago. ”

"I'm naturally sorry for him, and I'm even more sorry for his mother, it was his mother who spared his life by going out of her way, but he didn't know about it." Lu Wufeng said with tears in his eyes: "But what can I do? When I got it, I knew I was going to bring disaster to my family, so I ...... Alas, it's hard to put into words! ”

Seeing this, the old man pondered for a moment, and said, "If possible, I hope that this secret will not be known to him for the rest of my life." The trouble caused by Duanmurui back then must no longer be borne by innocent people. Your child and you are now safe in my place, this Liangshan is in Shu, Chu and Xia people are difficult to find, there is an abandoned mountain villa twenty miles southwest of my Tongxuanju, it was originally the mansion of Tian Yong, the general of Shu State, who was ready to retire after resigning, and later Tian Yong was defeated and committed suicide and martyrdom, and this house was abandoned after all. Half a month ago, I heard that you were coming, so I asked the child to clean it out, although it is still a little shabby, but it can be lived, and the family members who arrived first I have arranged for them to live there, as for what to do in the future, we can only think long-term. ”

"Ah, if it's so Wufeng, I'm really grateful!" Lu Wufeng said that he wanted to worship again, but was stopped by Yong'an Jushi.

He patted Lu Wufeng on the shoulder and said, "Be careful, I believe that King Xia will not give up when he learns that you have fled with that thing, even if he can't directly come to Shu to search for your whereabouts, he will use some extraordinary means to get back what he wants." It's a pity that that guy was confused by rumors and didn't know the danger of that thing, and the princes of the world were all wine bags and rice bags, and they only knew that if they got this thing, they could get the world's fallacies, but no one delved into the strangeness. As for Shaoyang, you must remember not to let him practice martial arts or specialize in the art of yin and yang, otherwise you will naturally know the consequences. ”

"Yes, Wu Feng, as the archdeacon of the priest back then, of course he understood the power of it, and Wu Feng will definitely take what Mr. said just now to heart!"

Yong'an Jushi nodded, and suddenly showed his usual smile again, he chatted with Lu Wufeng about some less important words, and only waited for the day to fade before the guest and host reluctantly said goodbye.

As soon as Lu Wufeng's father and son came out of the mountain gate, the Yong'an monk put away his smile, he looked at Lu Shaoyang's slightly weak back and sighed: "The world is impermanent, the catastrophe is coming, this kid is afraid that he will have a more difficult road to go!" ”

Lu Shaoyang naturally didn't hear the sigh of the layman, he followed his father to leave Tongxuanju all the way without saying a word, the two went down the mountain to meet Zhao Bo and others, Lu Wufeng learned from Zhao Bo's mouth where the villa was located, and once again sighed about the benevolence of the Yong'an monk, and got on the horse and went there with Lu Shaoyang and them.

At this time, the bright moon hangs high, and the night of April in Shuzhong has a special flavor. Lu Shaoyang inadvertently glanced up at the white jade disc in the sky, and a feeling of homesickness surged in his heart.

Chapter 2: The sound of the piano under the moon breaks off the intestines

In the blink of an eye, Lu Wufeng's family had been living in the mountains for more than a month. In the early summer of Shuzhong, the house provided by the Yong'an monks was already a little dilapidated, although the rocks and weeds were cleared a lot, but there were still many insects and ants, and the summer was a little active as soon as it arrived. At night, the sound of mosquitoes was so noisy that people couldn't sleep, and Lu Shaoyang, who was already a little upset, hadn't closed his eyes seriously for a few days.

In the middle of the night, Lu Shaoyang was a little anxious, always thinking about Xia Guo and his mother, and suddenly heard a sound of the piano, which seemed to come from the atrium, melodious and soft, but with a hint of grievance. Lu Shaoyang was a little curious, who was stroking the piano in the middle of the night? He thought about it carefully, but couldn't figure out why, so he simply dressed and went to the ground, and pushed open the door to the atrium to take a look.

This atrium is backed by a pond, which is the place where Tian Yong used to set up banquets. Although the general himself did not live in this house, the interior of the building was not sloppy at all. Now in early summer, most of the lotus flowers in the pond are in bloom, and they look even more charming and touching against the background of the moonlight.

Lu Shaoyang approached the atrium, and sure enough, he saw a person leaning against the pond and stroking the piano, and that person was none other than Lu Wufeng. He also saw Lu Shaoyang at this time, but the caressing in his hand did not stop, the sound of the piano was still rippling on the pond, and the breeze blew through the lotus and nodded his head, as if the Lingbo fairy was dancing to the sound of the piano.

That Lu Wufeng suddenly felt something, and sang to the tune: The emperor descended to Beizhu, and his eyes were sad. The autumn wind is curling, and the Dongting is under the rippling leaves. Ascend to the white sage and look forward to it, and the good time is in the sunset. What is the bird, what is the wood. Yuan has Zhixi and Lan, and Si Gongzi did not dare to speak. Looking far away, watching the flowing water. Where does the moose eat in the court? What is Jiao's descendant?

Towards the gallop Yu Ma Xi Jiang Gao, Xi Ji Xi Xi. Wen Jiaren is summoned and will pass away. In the water, the lid of the lotus is covered;

The purple altar of the sunwall is sown, and the pepper is sown; Gui Dong Xi Lan Lu, Xin Yi Linxi Pharmacy; Reckless lixi for the curtain, and the shelf is open;

Bai Yuxi is the town, and the sparse stone orchid is the fang; Zhi Xi Lotus House, Du Heng. Hebai grass is a solid garden, and the door is built to be fragrant. The nine peaks are colorful and welcome, and the spirit is like a cloud. In the middle of the river, the remnants of the river are left behind. If you are far away, you will be far away; Don't be sudden, talk about it!

At the end of the song, Lu Shaoyang couldn't help but clapped his hands, "My father's piano skills are superb, and the child has been taught." ”

At this time, Lu Wufeng put the piano aside, and asked with a smile, "Why do you come to this atrium without sleeping so late?" ”

"The summer nights are long, mosquitoes are a nuisance, and some children can't sleep." Lu Shaoyang stood aside and replied.

"Oh? Is it a mosquito nuisance? Lu Wufeng stretched out his hand and called his son over: "It just so happens that I can't sleep either, so let's sit together." ”

Lu Shaoyang gave a salute and sat down beside his father. At this time, Lu Wufeng happened to take two wine glasses and a pot of sake from the side and put them between the two. He first poured himself a cup, and then poured a cup for Lu Shaoyang. Lu Shaoyang was shocked when he saw this, and hurriedly stopped it with his hand, but Lu Wufeng on the opposite side sank his face, "Tonight's drink doesn't distinguish between father, you just treat it as an ordinary friend." ”

"Yes, the boy obeys." Lu Shaoyang picked up the wine glass and drank it all.

"How?" Lu Wufeng asked.

"This wine is fragrant and slightly sweet on the lips, but it is a little strong after drinking." Lu Shaoyang replied.

"That's it." Lu Wufeng also took a drink of his own and said: "This wine is called Leaving the Intestines, it is made from the newly bloomed peach blossoms in early March, it is different from the turbid wine of the Xia Kingdom, it is a sake that has been filtered by distillation, and the entrance is pure and fragrant without losing the feeling of strong and heavy. It's like lovers who have been absent for a long time and are missing each other, with longing and hope for the reunion in their melancholy. ”

"That's why this wine is called dislodge?" Lu Shaoyang asked.

"It's not all because of that." Lu Wufeng said: "The so-called people have no thousand days of good flowers and no hundred days of red, although the peach blossom is beautiful but the flowering period is very short, its beauty is only a moment of fragrance, and the rest can only be buried in the soil for a long time to grind into dust." Although the pain of parting is accompanied by the hope of reunion, there is a parting that is forever, and that is the most painful. The day the peach blossom leaves the branch and turns into dust is the time when it says goodbye to this world, so the hatred and pain are intertwined into a never-ending separation. ”

"Father, I don't seem to understand what you mean." Lu Shaoyang was obviously a little confused by Lu Wufeng's incomprehensible words.

Lu Wufeng didn't rush to continue explaining, but poured another glass of wine and drank it to himself, and then asked, "Have you ever heard the song I sang just now?" ”

"That's "Mrs. Xiang", the sacrificial song of Chudi." Lu Shaoyang replied.

"What does this song mean?" Lu Wufeng asked again.

"It is written that Xiang Jun wants to treat Mrs. Xiang but does not come, so he looks at it from afar, but he looks forward to it but does not see it, and he is full of melancholy."

"That's a good point." Lu Wufeng nodded, "Missing this kind of thing is strange, it always presses on people's hearts and can't let go, if there are two places in heaven and man, knowing that they will never see their thoughts, but they will increase several times, this is one of the pains of being born, whether it is a prince or a general, or a prisoner of the common people, they can't escape." ”

"Father misses Mother tonight?" Lu Shaoyang asked.

"Aren't you?" Lu Wufeng asked rhetorically: "Although there are a lot of mosquitoes in the hot summer in Shuzhong, it is inevitable that you will not be used to it when you first come here, but I think that you can't sleep all night for other things, if you miss your mother, it can only be regarded as half." ”

Lu Shaoyang didn't want to take his words to heart anymore when he saw his father say this, so he asked, "How did my mother die?" And why do we have to leave the capital? ”

"Because your father has something in his hands that he shouldn't have?"

"What's that?"

"Twelve crests." Lu Wufeng said.

"What!?" Lu Shaoyang was shocked in his heart, he grew up in the Sishen Prison since he was a child, and he naturally understood clearly what these twelve chapter patterns were.

"It's been more than a hundred years since the twelve crests disappeared, how could my father have them?"

"It's just a coincidence." Lu Wufeng said: "It's better that you still don't know the reason for this, and besides, I only have a part in my hands." ”

"Even if there is only a part of it, it is not something that we should hold, since my father is destined to get a spiritual object, he should give it to the king, after all, it belongs to the royal family, but why should he run away?"

"A royal thing?" Lu Wufeng suddenly laughed miserably: "This thing was originally a spiritual object ordered by Emperor Xiazu to make court clothes, but now the country has long since changed hands, where is it a royal thing." Besides, these twelve chapters are far from the strange treasures you imagined, and now that the princes are conquering, everyone wants to get the twelve chapters to become the rightful co-lord of the world, making the people miserable, and I smuggled away with that thing, but also for the sake of the world. ”

"Then the mother's death has something to do with it?" Lu Shaoyang's eyes widened and he suddenly asked.

Lu Wufeng looked at those eyes, and couldn't help but feel a sense of melancholy in his heart, he suddenly remembered what Yong'an Jushi had said to him, some things should never be talked about with his son. So he shook his head and said against his will: "Your mother's death was just an accident, and I am already grief-stricken. As for the twelve coats of arms, I have made up my mind, and now that we are on the run, the king will not let us go even if we go back and offer those things with both hands, so you and I should live here in peace? ”

"Then do you want to hide in Tibet for the rest of your life?" Lu Shaoyang asked.

Lu Wufeng shook his head again, "Naturally, it won't be like this, when the time comes, I will entrust the twelve chapter patterns to the person who should be entrusted, and then our father and son will be able to see the light of day again." ”

"When will that be?"

"Soon." Lu Wufeng said.

"Soon? Now we will be in danger at any time, your Yin Yang Technique has been sealed, if the officers and soldiers come to the door, then we can only be a dead end. I'm not afraid to die, but you..... I've lost my mother, and I can't lose you anymore!" Speaking of this, Lu Shaoyang suddenly bowed down to Lu Wufeng, "I will be sixteen years old in another month, according to the ancestral training of our Yin and Yang family, a man who has reached the age of fifteen must learn the art of Yin and Yang, but I am already past my age." Father, please teach me the spells in the Xuantian Demon Sutra! ”

Lu Wufeng was a little helpless when he saw this, he knew that he couldn't teach him the art of yin and yang, otherwise the consequences would be unimaginable, there was no way, he could only delay, and everything would be easy to do when he passed the age of cultivating the "Xuantian Demon Sutra". Yes, as long as it is delayed until the age of eighteen, after the age of eighteen he can no longer study the art of yin and yang, but there are still several years before Yang'er turns eighteen, how should he spend these years? Besides, Lu Wufeng has been uneasy recently, and he always feels that something bad will happen, what will this matter be? What if it is related to Lu Shaoyang's life? If so, then I really don't have the ability to protect him.

Lu Wufeng suddenly thought of Yong'an Jushi, maybe he would have some way, so he changed the conversation and said: "If you want to cultivate the art of yin and yang, you are not in a hurry, now we have just settled down but have not thanked the life-saving benefactor, although Mr. Yongan is a person who is indifferent to fame and fortune, but our gift is indispensable, tomorrow is an auspicious day, you bring some gifts for your father to go to Tongxuanju to show our hearts, as for the matter of cultivation, I will arrange it when you come back." ”

Seeing his father say this, Lu Shaoyang had no choice but to get up from the ground and salute his father: "The child is in a hurry, and he spoke a little heavy just now, I hope you can forgive me, father." ”

Lu Wufeng waved his hand and said, "Why are you wrong, it was your father who took you to the depths of danger, and the wrong person should be me." Besides, I already have something to say tonight, whether father and son are only friends. Since they are friends, they naturally have nothing to talk about, and it is inevitable that there will be disputes. Actually, I'm glad you can say what you think tonight, at least there is no gap between our father and son. ”

"Father, you seem to be unfilial when you say this. The child knows that you have something unspeakable and repeatedly asks is really too much, and since the father has promised to cultivate, the child will no longer ask. As for the visit, the child will go back tonight and get ready, and leave early tomorrow morning. ”

"Don't be in such a hurry, you haven't slept well for a few days, now go back and get some sleep, and it's not too late to leave tomorrow at noon." Lu Wufeng said.

"So the boy quit first." Lu Shaoyang once again gave a salute and withdrew from the atrium.

Lu Wufeng looked at his son's back and walked to the atrium corridor with melancholy, "The bright moon is the same, and the lover is hard to find." Tingshu, now our son is the one that worries me the most. ”