At the table sat a man in his forties. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

His body is so thin that you can see the bones, the green tendons on his hands jump very high, his eyes are deep-set, and his wrinkles are dense, no one will associate such a person with Guo Yigou, a famous painter in Ping'an County twenty years ago.

Song Ruilong knocked lightly on the door, and the man inside said, "Please come in!"

After Song Ruilong walked in, he sat opposite the man, looked at the bamboo tube in front of him and the bamboo sticks in the bamboo tube, and was about to speak, when the man first said: "Is the son going to count the marriage or the future."

Song Ruilong said: "I want to ask about the future!"

"Childe's future is not going well! Childe is in big trouble now, and if you want to get rid of this trouble, you still want Childe to shake a hexagram. ”

Song Ruilong shook out a stick, handed it to the man and said, "Please Master Guo to calculate a hexagram for you."

The man touched the slip with his hand and said, "The house leak happened to rain overnight, and the boat was broken and encountered a head wind." Your hexagram is very bad. The future is bleak! ”

Song Ruilong said: "Dare to ask the master, there is a way to crack it."

The man said: "The son only needs to give up the things he is investigating now, and he can be prosperous and rich, if he continues to chase after him, he is afraid that he will die in Huangquan."

Song Ruilong didn't expect that the man was still blind, and said, "Dare to ask the master if he is Guo Yi's sketcher?"

"Painter Guo is dead, and now there is only Mr. Fortune Teller. Guo Yigua. ”

Song Ruilong actually understood, the man was Guo Yigou, he took out an ingot of fifty taels of silver, put it on the table and said: "Master Guo, there are fifty taels of silver here, which should be regarded as a reward for you, and I want to ask Master Guo a few questions."

"Childe has something to ask!"

"Twenty years ago, did you paint a picture of a stunning woman?"

"I wonder who the person Childe is asking? Twenty years ago, I painted for a lot of women. ”

Song Ruilong said: "Among the many women, there must be a woman who is different, you have painted at least four paintings for that woman, I think you must have an impression."

Guo Yigou suddenly laughed helplessly and said, "Hehehe...... You ask me if I have any impression of that woman? I can tell you that the impression is really too deep that I will never forget it in my life. ”

Song Ruilong asked excitedly, "What is the name of that woman?"

Guo Yigou immersed himself in his memories and said: "That woman's name is Xia Xiaowei, and her person is like a lotus flower after the summer rain, pure and refined, beautiful and elegant. I have never seen such a beautiful woman in my life, and being able to paint a portrait of such a woman is also the happiest time of my life. I accompanied her through a wonderful time, although it was a short time, only a month, but I put my whole life into that time. During that month, I painted five paintings for Xia Xiaowei, and each one made me do my best, but I could only paint a tenth of her beauty. ”

"Do you know why Xia Xiaowei wanted you to paint those five paintings for him?"

"Women, perhaps, want to save their most beautiful moments."

Song Ruilong said: "There is another question, how did you become blind?"

Guo Yigou smiled strangely: "My eyes, my eyes don't even know how I am blind." Because when I finished painting the last painting, Xia Xiaowei generously invited me to drink, that night, there was a beautiful woman who wanted to accompany me, I was drunk, when I woke up, my eyes were blind, I never dared to believe that my eyes were blinded by Xia Xiaowei, because, she is so beautiful, so gentle, how can such a woman be associated with ugliness? ”

Song Ruilong sighed: "There are still thorns in the roses!" Perhaps the most beautiful woman is also the most vicious in her heart. Can you tell me now, where is Xia Xiaowei now? ”

Guo Yi hooked: "Actually, if you want to say that you don't hate, it's a lie." As deep as love goes, so does hate. I loved and hated her at the same time, and later I inquired about her becoming a monk, and the nunnery of the monk was in Hongxia Mountain, fifty miles east of Ping'an County. If you go to her now, you may be able to see her. ”

"I'll look for her later."

As soon as Song Ruilong stood up, Guo Yigou said: "After Your Excellency sees her, please bring me a word!"

"Please!"

"A hook stunt is now extinguished, is the former beauty safe?"

"Your words will be brought later."

After leaving Ping'an County, riding east, and walking fifty miles, Song Ruilong saw Hongxia Mountain.

Hongxia Mountain is full of red maple forests, and the maple leaves are as beautiful as the glow of the sun.

There is a nunnery on the mountainside of Hongxia Mountain.

The house in the nunnery was very old, dilapidated, and not lifeless, as if it were an old lady in her eighties. A ghost place like this is something that normal people don't want to live in.

Maybe the old nun in her fifties was very abnormal, which is why she lived in this very dilapidated nunnery.

The sound of the wooden fish came from the room with the statue of Guanyin Bodhisattva, and Song Ruilong followed the direction from which the sound of the wooden fish came from and came to the door of the room.

Song Ruilong stepped on the threshold with his right foot, looked at the nun's back, and said, "Shitai, under Song Ruilong, I have some questions I want to ask for a teacher."

The nun still knocked on the wooden fish very regularly, and said: "Donor, the poor nun has lived in the nunnery for a long time, and does not ask about the world, and has already broken the red dust, I am afraid that the donor will be disappointed."

Song Ruilong said: "The thing I asked below is exactly what Mrs. Shi knew when she hadn't completely broken Hongchen."

"Then ask the donor to talk to him, and the poor nun will listen, maybe the poor nun can answer the donor's question."

Song Ruilong said: "I want to know, twenty years ago, was there a woman named Xia Xiaowei who came to the nunnery to become a monk?"

The nun said, "Isn't the woman the donor said very beautiful, pure and refined?"

Song Ruilong said excitedly: "Exactly! I don't know where Xia Xiaowei is now? ”

"Come with the poor nun!" The nun slowly got up and led Song Ruilong to the back of the nunnery.

The nun slowly stroked the rosary in her hand with her hand, looked at a tombstone in front of her, and said, "Donor, the person you are looking for is here."

Song Ruilong looked at the words on the tombstone and said, "There is no concern for the tomb of Huiling."

The nun explained, "Hui Ling is Xia Xiaowei's Dharma name after shaving."

Song Ruilong originally thought that Xia Xiaowei must still be alive, otherwise, it would be impossible for the four major masters to go to the Drunken Immortal Tower. But now, Song Ruilong is a little confused, if this Xia Xiaowei is dead, then what happened to the letter received by the four major leaders? Could it be that you made a mistake in your own judgment? The common object of admiration of the four heads is not Xia Xiaowei? (To be continued.) )