The mountain to the west of Fanyang is the remaining vein of the west foot of Jundu Mountain, the mountain is high and dense, the ditch is deep and the valley is narrow, there is a market town named Qingzhai in the meantime, Qingzhai Town is located in this deep mountain and narrow valley, its southwest, there is the first mountain of Fanyang Beihe Mountain majesticly towering, Beihe Mountain Villa is built on a mountain lawn in the middle of the mountain. Laishui bypasses from the northeast of Qingzhai Town, runs through the west of Fanyang, the river is turbulent, and it pours for thousands of miles; Along both sides of the river, the cliffs are phosphorus, and the terrain is very dangerous; Along the Laishui out of the mountain, you can go straight to the city of Fanyang.

The pass on the north bank of Laishui is the only way to enter Qingzhai Town, and the road is narrow and dangerous, and it is not allowed to ride together. Xu Ruyu asked Luo Boyuan and Cai Hui to lead the elite to wait outside the mountain, and Fan Wenlong and Mei Yingxue led more than a dozen people along the steep pass to the high mountain and dense forest.

Xu Ruyu remembered that his mother also carried himself through this pass and walked step by step towards the mountain, but at that time he couldn't remember, looking at the wall rock with dark flow lines, Xu Ruyu suddenly seemed to remember something, and thought about it for a while, but couldn't think of anything, only listened to the sound of the flowing water between the mountains and streams, and for a while he thought far away, and suddenly didn't know where he was. After a while, he looked at Fan and Mei beside him, smiled miserably, and said, "This is the mountain." ”

When Xu Ruyu was in danger in the Northern Tang Dynasty, it was when he lost his soul and let Li Sixun invade, otherwise even if Xu Ruyu was defeated by Li Sixun and joined forces with others, it would not be difficult to leave calmly. Since entering Fanyang, Xu Ruyu often loses his mind, and everyone naturally does not allow him to enter the mountain alone, and Fan Wenlong and Mei Yingxue enter the mountain to take care of it, so as to ensure that nothing goes wrong.

There are 3,500 people living in Jingzhai Town, most of whom are members of the Cai clan, and unlike other places that build cities and live in other places, there is not even the most ordinary parapet on the periphery of this market town, and there is a stone staircase that hangs down from Beihe Villa to the road in the northwest of the town. The Qingsai River flows out of Mt. Betsuru and flows into the Laishui in the northeast corner of the town, and the clear stream cuts through a corner of the town, where the two banks are covered with stone embankments and weeping willows, which are tender and yellow, and the leaves are gently blowing in the wind.

Before entering the town, Xu Ruyu asked more than ten Jingwei to stay outside the town and wait, glanced at Wei Yan, and said, "You also stay here." "Only entered the town along the Qingsai River with Fan Wenlong and Mei Yingxue.

The men of the clan in the town all practiced martial arts, and the young and strong were all recruited into the army, and the sharp eyes of the middle-aged warriors who occasionally passed by patrolled the three of Xu Ruyu.

This is the paradise of the Cai clan, the high-ranking people in the Cai clan have long known the news of Xu Ruyu's entry into the mountain, and the uninformed people have strong hostility towards the three people who suddenly broke into Qingzhai Town, but someone came to lure them away and let Xu Ruyu and the three of them come and go in the town.

The three of them gave up the stone steps, walked along the Qingsai River to the mountain, the strange stones were dangerous, the strange cypress was born, the three of them were like walking on the ground, the stream was flowing among the rugged mountains and rocks, just like a snow-white dragon that was tied between the mountains and rocks struggling and twisting, splashing droplets, but like dragon scales flying.

Fan Wenlong glanced at Mei Yingxue in surprise, saw her bow slightly, and knew that she was as surprised as himself. Beihe Mountain abruptly emerges from the high mountains and valleys where Qingzhai Town is located, rising nearly three hundred zhang, the dangerous peaks are steep, and there is the generosity of the world's reading ability, but the radius is not wide, only about two miles, Fan Wenlong since he entered Beihe Mountain, he has condensed his mind and scattered his mind in this world, Cai Linya may be much higher than himself, but he should not deliberately hide himself from his own group.

The sound of the water gradually sounds, and finally it has become the trend of the shower, there is a waterfall hidden in front, and then the line of fruit sees a line of waterfall in front of it and hangs down from between the rolling walls, and there are more than 30 zhang high. Seeing that the water surface in front of him was suddenly open, but there was a deep pool hidden between the grasses, strange cypresses, and rugged mountains and rocks, Xu Ruyu stopped there and said to Fan Wenlong and Mei Yingxue: "You can walk around the mountains casually, and I can go up alone." ”

At this time, the area is narrower, Fan Wenlong is also sure to sense the murderous opportunity that suddenly appeared on the mountain, glanced at Mei Yingxue, no longer insisted, and drifted to the left of the mountain, Mei Yingxue squatted on her knees at the water's edge, stretched out her hand into the snow-white turbulence, her eyelids were lifted, and her eyes were as clear as snow and swept over Xu Ruyu's seemingly calm cheeks, and said lightly: "I will watch the water here." ”

Xu Ruyu nodded and continued to walk up.

A waterfall hangs above the deep pool, Xu Ruyu looked at the top of the cliff, pulled up thirty zhang high, the waterfall flowed down, within five zhang is still the waterline, the water flow ten zhang away from the cliff rock smashed into a splash of water such as smoke and fog falling down, the water droplets rushed down from between the rolling walls, soared and rolled, because of the wind change, the demeanor is thousands, such as the curtain such as circling, the light shines, the light blue and light purple color shines, sprinkles on the pool water, the pool water turns over the white waves, moves uncertainly, such as the snow dragon swimming in the pool.

Xu Ru foolishly took away his divine sense, only with common sense, the waterfall is just like the milky white clouds, the mountain here is already four or five thousand feet away, a cloud and mist floated in, at this time the hookah clouds and fog are difficult to distinguish with the naked eye.

There is a wild path on the side of the pond to go to the villa on the left side of the mountain, and the wild stem lets the spring grass be submerged and buried, and people do not often come here. A few o'clock footprints step on the grass, and the footprints extend all the way to the back of the roll wall. Xu Ruyu walked over and bypassed the wall, but saw a flat more than ten steps square, and there was a tomb standing on the edge of the cliff, and an old man with a bright head was squatting in front of the grave to hoe the vines on the tomb.

The seal writing on the white stone tablet in front of the tomb: the tomb of the beloved daughter Jinghe.

Xu Ruyu looked at the white tablet in a daze, his heart was full of sadness, tears welled up, he walked to the grave, knelt down, bowed his head to his knees, wept endlessly, and wet the robe on his knees, and it was difficult to suppress the sadness in his heart.

The father was lonely and miserable, regarded death as life, and buried a touch of affection here; When he was young, he was sluggish and left the rivers and lakes; The pain and pain in the meantime surged to his throat for a while, and Xu Ruyu couldn't help but whimper.

Said gradually slanted westward, Xu Ruyu slowly raised his head, as if after death, looked at the tomb, took out a handful of green silk packages from his arms, slowly unfolded, but it was taken from a handful of loess outside Bayang City, Xu Ruyu sprinkled the loess on the tomb, and worshipped for a long time. Turning to the old man Long Zhong and said, "Please ask the old man to speak to the old man in the mountain, Jiang Ning's idiot sacrificed his mother and left." With that, he kowtowed to the old man, stood up and was about to leave.

The old man said, "Do you know why she is buried here in Jinghe?" ”

Xu Ruyu stopped there, turned around, walked to the old man's side, found a mountain rock and sat down, bowed, and said, "Thank you for telling the old man." ”

When the twilight came, the mountain wind invaded the body and was slightly cold, Xu Ru saw the old man's trembling and slightly old Longzhong, thinking that he was not tolerant of the mountain cold, revealing a faint and gentle breath, driving away the cold breath of heaven and earth within a few steps around him.

The old man glanced at Xu Ruyu and said, "The old man looked at Jinghe and grew up Chengren, but this pile of smoke is the favorite place for Jinghe. This stack of smoke was not called the stack of smoke, but the great Confucian Xu Xing and Jinghe traveled here, saying that the Snow Dragon Waterfall did not match its scene, so it was even more stacked with smoke. When Xu Xing came to Farewell Heshan, it was the time when the water potential was small in early winter, the waterfall at that time was smaller than the water potential now, looking at the past from afar, it was really a stack of smoke and clouds, Xu Xing changed its name to stack smoke, but it was also very elegant, but when it came to the summer and autumn, the thunderstorm had passed at the beginning, the big dragon was like an angry silver dragon, swooped down from mid-air, smashed the heart of the pool, such as thunder and snow, roared loudly, shook the sky and shook the earth, the ancestors watched its magnificence, and the name Snow Dragon Waterfall. But he couldn't complain about Xu Xing, and now the mountains call it a stack of smoke. Jinghe practiced martial arts under the waterfall when he was young, and the sound of the waterfall could be heard in the villa at night. Xu Xing saw Fan Yang, Jinghe said that he was wandering under this waterfall, and he did not leave in the middle of the night, even if he fell asleep, he also had to sleep with the sound of flowing waterfall. When Jinghe left Fan Yang and came back again, his cultivation was abandoned for you, an idiot, and when he was dying, he said that now his skills are wasted, and he is buried elsewhere in the mountains, and he can't hear the sound of flowing waterfalls. The people in the mountains dug out a single flat here, buried the Jinghe River here, and no one came to this stack of smoke and waterfalls since then, only the old people came here from time to time to guard the tomb. ”

Xu Ruyu said: "Although my parents can't be old, but they have not forgotten each other's affection, my father and I travel together, I am very nostalgic for the waterfall and stream, often linger for a few days and forget to return, I want to think of this place." He sighed again, "My father was burned by the soldiers, and the corpse is gone, and this piece of loess is taken from the place where my father was killed, which can only be comforting." ”

The old man said, "Do you still have a grudge against the old man in the mountains? ”

Xu Ruyu looked at the old man's turbid eyes, thought for a while, sighed, and said, "Mother's hatred? Father hate? Ten years ago, my father and I drove north to Fanyang, but the hatred was hindered in Bayang, I had no hatred in my heart, but when I came here for a long time, the old man in the mountains was breathing, and he didn't want to see me. ”

The old man chuckled and said, "He has been waiting for you for twenty years, and he may be timid at this time, or there may be other reasons." ”

Xu Ruyu stood up and walked to the edge of the Ping Cliff, looking at the miserable twilight in the distance, the lights of Qingzhai Town, the dark and pale dense forests in the mountains, the light clouds, and the dark blue sky, all of which were shallow and deep in the sound of the waterfall.

Xu Ruyu turned around, but saw that the old man had put the medicine hoe on his shoulder and was about to leave. Xu Ruyu saluted and said: "The old man will slow down, and he won't send it." ”

The old man laughed and said, "It's okay. As he walked, he sang:

"The dew is slight, and the wind is sorrowful. It is said that the mulberry is dry and bright, and the sky and the earth are sleepless and the night is not young.

Life is like a fleeting moment, and there is no sorrow. The flowing water of the stunned river is noisy, and I am afraid that the time is narrow and impermanent.

Du Yu Mao Xi Gao Tuo, Danglan Radix Broken Streamer. The micro-beauty is obedient, and the contemptuous gentleman is hard-working.

The wind is in the air, and the sky is cool. Zisu feasts on the grass and wilderness, and the surname of the child is the primate of heaven and earth.

It is said that where people are with each other, and what is the harm between countries and countries. Both displacement and fighting, it is strange to subvert the east window.

The gentleman is ignorant, but he laughs and laughs. Joy and sorrow are nameless. Then knock on the song to scratch the elegance, and the husband is happy to pathos.

The song says: A gentleman cultivates literature, why is there no excuse? Suffering from the loss of Du Kang's Hongjiu, Kong Beizi's Huazhang.

Suppress the legacy of Taibai, and pour out the sound of Qu Yuan. He also said: Secluded beauty and cultivation, and follow the obscure edge.

But from Tao Lingzhi's hiding, Peng Xian's lurking inhabitation. Not only to praise the father's legacy, but also to gallop after the gallop.

It is like a feather and ascends to the immortal, and it is like a Taoist death. The song says that the heaven and earth are infinite, and the sorrow of the famous people.

Hold the bright moon and end long, envy the breeze to pitch. The elegy is thousands of miles, and it is full of all directions.

There is no time to open and close, and it is like the light of the way. (Note 1)

(Note 1: Selected from Mr. Ziming's "Poetry is Difficult")

The sound of twilight is clear, vibrating between the waterfalls in the wall valley, the sound of the waterfall can not be hidden, Xu Ruyu looked at the figure of the old man who was gradually moving away, and when he disappeared into the twilight between the mountains and wilderness, the sound of singing lingered in his ears like wisps. Xu Ruyu was stunned, stepped on the wild path and wanted to go to the left of the mountain, took a few steps, and finally sighed, turned back, and walked down the clear stream. Mei Yingxue was still there watching the water, the twilight had no effect on her, she looked up and saw Xu Ruyu coming, she didn't say anything, she stood up, followed him, and walked down the mountain together, and after a while, Fan Wenlong also rushed over.

Passing through the town, Wei Yan was patrolling in front of the town, and when he saw the three people coming, he smiled and shouted: "How to enter the mountain is a day, I have waited here without a drop of water, and the grain of rice has not entered." ”

Mei Yingxue smiled skillfully: "I've eaten in the town, you go to the town, let's go out of the mountain first." ”

Wei Yanhu glanced at the three of them suspiciously, and saw that Xu Ruyu's face sank like water, and said secretly: This demon girl deceived me. Shaking his head, he said, "Let's go down the mountain together." Walked to the side and whispered Fan Wenlong about the situation of entering the mountain, Fan Wenlong said that he was waiting in the periphery, and he didn't know the details, seeing Mei Yingxue's smiling appearance, he would not tell him, so he kept silent and led Jingwei to follow.

Xu Ruyu walked very slowly in front, and everyone couldn't go fast, the twenty-mile pass road walked for almost two hours, Luo Boyuan and Cai Hui waited at the pass, their faces were anxious, at the beginning they only said that they would come back when they entered the mountain, and they would not stay for a long time.

Cai Hui walked over and asked, "Can you see the ancestor?" But he heard Wei Yan coughing lightly behind Xu Ruyu, looked over, and saw that he was squeezing his eyebrows at him, knowing that this trip would not be too pleasant, so he kept silent, and when Xu Ruyu walked forward, he whispered to Wei Yan how the trip was. Wei Yan spread his hands and folded his shoulders to show that he didn't know. Cai Hui sighed and asked, "Where are you going now?" ”

Wei Yan said: "Let's go to Fan Yangxing first." ”

Xu Ruyu insisted on leading the horse slowly, and everyone could only follow him. Fan Wenlong also knew that Xu Ruyu's mood was stacked, and it was difficult to calm down for a long time, this Fan Yangjin still didn't enter, but I was afraid that Xu Ruyu's heart was still undecided. In this way, the people carried the pine branch torches for an hour in the night on the low hills, and suddenly the sound of horses' hooves came from behind them, and the sound of hooves was heard, but it was Pegasus riding alone, galloping very fast. The crowd stopped at some point. In the blink of an eye, a horse caught up from behind, by the light of the torch, it was a middle-aged warrior, his face was full of tears, he galloped in front of everyone, only then turned over and dismounted, and asked loudly: "Where is the fourth son, where is the fourth son?" ”

Cai Hui's heart sank, separated everyone, stepped forward, and asked, "Uncle Zuo Peng, what happened in the mountains?" ”

The man said, "The old ancestor is dead. After that, he cried loudly, wiped a handful of tears, and repeated, "The ancestor is dead." He jumped on the horse with a long cry, raised his whip and whipped it fiercely at the horse's buttocks, the horse was bitter and neighing, and raised his hooves to report the news in the direction of Fan Yang.

Cai Hui looked at the messenger's figure and disappeared into the vast night, and only after a while did he come to his senses, and sat on the ground with his buttocks, shouting to himself: "The ancestor is dead?" The ancestor is dead. ”

Xu Ruyu sighed in silence, the horsewhip fell to the ground unconsciously, tears flowed down uncontrollably, towards the direction of Beihe Mountain, bowed down, head, hands, and knees to the ground, and bowed three times.

Mei Yingxue didn't expect that the old man Long Zhong was the first person outside the three major grandmasters, although she didn't know why his cultivation had dispersed, thinking of his faint singing voice when he left, she couldn't help but sigh, bowed to Beihe Mountain, and when she got up, tears were already born in her eyes.

Wei Yan and the others also bowed down to Beihe Mountain, stood up and asked Fan Wenlong: "You met the old man Beihe, why did you say that you didn't see it?" ”

Fan Wenlong said: "We met an ordinary old man who didn't know martial arts at Dieyan Waterfall, but we didn't expect him to be an old man who was not a crane. ”

Cai Hui said in despair: "When the ancestor accidentally injured the county lord of Jinghe, he regretted it deeply, and often said: Why do you want this body cultivation? The lord of Jinghe County was buried under the stacked smoke, and the ancestor confined himself to the mountain, and just went to the stacked smoke to tidy up the tomb every day, and his cultivation disappeared unconsciously. ”

Wei Yan was about to ask again, but he heard Xu Ruyu lying on the ground making a low voice, stunned, and said secretly: Mr. has been sluggish since he was a child, but he didn't know his relatives when he met him, and he felt very sad at this time. Thinking about it like this, I only felt that my nose was sore, so I couldn't help but walk to the side, laughed in a low voice, and stood there, slapping the horse's buttocks with the whip in boredom, but I was silent.

After a long time, Xu Ruyu got up from the ground, climbed on the horseback in despair, and everyone slowly walked in the direction of Fan Yang, when the day was bright, Xu Ruyu calmed down a little, and Cai Hui said: "Although the ancestral cultivation is wasted, but the Taoist heart is not lost, before going to sing, the funeral is the extreme, but Fan Yang will become more and more difficult." ”

Mei Yingxue secretly thought about it, the old man Beihe chanted on his deathbed, which was secretly in line with the mystery, but it was his realization, and it was passed on to Xu Ruyu through the last side. When Xu Ruyu left the mountain, the vitality of the old man Beihe disappeared with Xu Ruyu's figure as he gradually moved away. Maybe his vitality died early, but in order to see Xu Ruyu's side, he used the supreme Dao heart to maintain his life so far.

Although the old man Beihe is in the mountains of Beihe, he is the spiritual pillar of the people, so the Cai family will hide the truth about his loss of skill and cultivation for twenty years. The news of the funeral of the old man Beihe spread, and the blow to the morale of the military and civilians in Fanyang will be fatal.

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