People's hearts are changing, people's senses are changing, but the mountains have not changed in the slightest, whether it is the bandits of Wonsan walking under his feet, or the famous and famous people passing by him, the treatment is the same, and the light cyan cold mist will always wet your clothes.

So when Yun Zheng came out of the thick fog, his clothes had become wet, and the two of them jumped into their own house with Han Niu, not caring that the bacon was still roasting on the stove, the two of them began to take off their clothes, and after taking off their shirts, Yun Zheng saw that the bacon was still not out, so he pointed to the door angrily, and the bacon pouted and walked out with Yun Er.

Three or two took off their pants, two of them wore only shorts, and one wrapped a blanket and shivered by the stove.

"Young master, there are no immortals on the mountain!"

"Nonsense, of course there are no gods, I'm just trying to see how much time it will take us to climb from the bottom of the mountain to the top."

"Huh? But you didn't say that before, you said that there might be a god on the mountain, and asked me if I wanted to see it. ”

"Yes, there may or may not be, otherwise how could you go up the mountain with me to get cold?"

Han Niu stopped talking, put his head in the blanket, and swore that he would never listen to the young master's nonsense again. Bacon came in from outside again, bringing a jar of porridge, which warmed the body more than ginger soup and the like.

Han Niu was not angry, he filled a bowl for Yun Zheng, and then he ate it with a jar, and he never lost to anyone in terms of the amount of food. Bacon picked up the clothes that Yun Zheng and Han Niu threw to the ground, felt very heavy, frowned and took out two black things from Yun Zheng's shirt pocket, this is a stone.

Yun Zheng sighed. He took the stone from the bacon and threw it into the stove, and in a short time smoke came out of the stove and was expelled from the house by a chimney made of bamboo tubes.

It's just charcoal, today I went up the mountain to find this thing, since the child who chopped wood gave the charcoal he picked up as a treasure to Yun Zheng, he thought that there was a coal mine on this mountain, but the result was disappointing, there was only a small little carbon layer on the mountain, and it had been dug up. Judging by the burning shiyan just now. The coal here has no use value, it is a large bituminous coal with a very heavy sulfur content, and there is no way to use such coal for heating. You can't even use iron.

Also. Shuzhong has never been a place where coal is produced. The copper here should be very famous, but unfortunately the source is not in this generation, and God does not bless this barren land.

I can't talk to Han Niu about this kind of thought. can only be buried in his own heart, three days later he will leave the Dousha Village, originally wanted to leave a little more wealth for the village, but unfortunately the sky did not follow people's wishes, and made a joke with himself.

Mr. Peng Li has already left, and he didn't alarm anyone when he left, just like when he came, quietly, and said a lot of things that need to be prepared in a letter to Yun Zheng, students like themselves who don't need exams to go to school, pay homage to teachers, and leave a reputation in the circle of scholars, which is very important, the Wenhui in the spring is to participate in anyway, and if you want to participate in the Wenhui when the apricot blossoms bloom, then there is no way to celebrate the New Year in the village.

The wind blows the plum and the rain is fragrant with apricot flowers, such a vassal and elegant party is actually not liked by Yun Zheng at all, he can't do it by himself, and he hasn't developed that habit, although there are a large number of poems for his own plagiarism, Yun Zheng feels that he has lost his own spirit, the dignified elite of later generations, can't break out of the world without relying on those poems?

What's more, Su Shi is going to be famous all over the world, no matter how he plagiarizes, he will not be someone's opponent, fake is fake, there is no corresponding cultivation, but he made poems that are out of his own knowledge, and he is laughed at by the world, not to mention, the most important point is that it will damage his reputation, although poetry is important, but it is far less than scriptures, his own knowledge is something from the world, if he writes Liu Yong, Lan Zhou urges. Holding hands and looking at each other's teary eyes, they were speechless and choked. This kind of poetry is frivolous, he has no chance with the scholar doctor in his life, and he can only end up filling in the lyrics by order, and he never dares to learn from him, but as a fan of this guy, he may be able to see him in Bianliang City, Tokyo.

The atmosphere in the village was very depressing, the old patriarch visited the Yun family eight times a day, although there were Cang'er and their escort along the way, they would definitely be safe and sound, the old man still told him to say the same thing more than a dozen times.

"Don't be greedy when you travel and miss the accommodation, don't take a small boat to save money when you take a boat, you must take a big boat, our family does not lack those two coppers, don't cause trouble on the road, but don't be afraid of things when you encounter things, people are now bullying the soft and afraid of the hard, you will be soft on him......

When you arrive in Chengdu, remember to write more, don't forget the old man, forget the Dousha Village......"

Speaking of zuihou, no one is comfortable, the old man wiped his dry eyes with his sleeve, coughed and walked away with his hands behind his back, but after an hour he would come in again and repeat what he had just said.

This kind of brainwashing indoctrination is effective, at least Yun Zheng already thinks that he will often come to Dousha Village to see it in his lifetime, this is no longer a polite word, but to soothe these precious feelings.

In the past three days, Yun Zheng drank a lot of wine, ate a lot of food, did not go out of the village, and needed Hanniu to carry himself back every night, and when he came back, he would not wake up for a long time.

Liu County's banquet was resigned, the Liang family's banquet was resigned, and the banquet of the pharmacy was also resigned, to be honest, the connection between himself and these people is nothing more than the word benefit, as long as he can bring them benefits, as for whether people are at the end of the world or in the cape, there is not much difference for them.

It was another gray morning, and an ox cart and three mule carts left Dousha Village with all the belongings of the Yun family. Eight of the toughest hunters protected them as they slowly walked up the mountain path.

I don't know how far I walked, but I could still vaguely hear the voice of the old patriarch......

The convoy passed through the Dousha Pass, the long pavilion was overcrowded, and Liu Xianling personally saw off in the pavilion, accompanied by Mr. Liang and Liang Qi, who was standing there.

Without saying a word, he stepped forward and hugged Liu Xianling and said in his ear: "Take care, I'm leaving, remember, don't leave Dousha County." ”

Liu County's new official uniform is very beautiful, and he is not used to Yun Zheng's affectionate actions, but he also hugged Yun Zheng and said: "Lao Liu wishes you really roll call in Donghuamen!" ”

"This is a must, when I become a big official, I will give you a chance to pat yourself on the back!"

The voices of the two people were very small, and after finishing speaking, they slapped each other hahadaxiao, and a new round of interest exchange was completed, Liu Xianling needed to help him take care of the blind date in Dousha Village, and Yun Zheng promised not to forget him when he was developed in the future.

"This is a long way to the landscape, the young brother should be good and self-cherishing, there is a brocade robe here, reserved for use on the road, although it is not precious, it is good to cover the wind and cold, and after the old man also returns to Chengdu Mansion, we will talk about it."

Mr. Liang didn't know that Weishenme seemed to be a little regretful, glanced at his daughter and sighed, then waved goodbye, took Liang Qi's hand and took the lead into the carriage.

"It's a pity, the talent of the Liang family's daughters can be regarded as first-class and good, you can't even look down on it, the Liang family is a big family in Chengdu Mansion, and marrying their daughters will ensure that your life will be smooth."

"Forget it, I'm only fourteen years old this year, and I don't plan to involve men and women until I'm eighteen years old, Lao Liu, I'm leaving, you can cherish it yourself."

In a sound of care, Yun Zheng left Dousha Pass, rode on the wheel, looked at Baiyun Mountain not far in front and shouted: "Monk! I'm leaving! The voice echoed in the valley, Yun Zheng also planned to listen to the shouts of the Wugou monks, but he didn't expect the laughter of the Wugou monks not far in front of him: "Haha, I'm here, you shouted so loudly, worried that the poor monk won't come to see you off?" ”

"I just didn't expect you to wait on the side of the road so tastelessly, I thought you would stand on the top of the mountain and recite the scriptures a few times to pray for me and wish me a safe journey."

The Wugou monks looked over one by one, hugged Yun Er, nodded on the tip of his nose, and then said with a smile: "The hunters of Dousha Village are notoriously brave, and they are escorted by eight warriors, what else are you not satisfied with?" Back then, there were only five people out of Shu, and there were eight of you, so this road must be extremely safe. ”

"Don't compare those five unlucky ghosts to the men in our village, you are not the dim-witted King of Shu, monk, I'm leaving, you take care of yourself, if one day my influence is enough to influence Zen Buddhism, I will rebuild a temple for you, how big it is, how big it is, whatever you toss, if you have the ability to start a sect, I will write an article for you."

Wugou shook his head with a smile, the fat on his face smiled, patted Yun Zheng's shoulder and said: "You are ruthless enough, cunning enough, sophisticated enough, know how to seek advantages and avoid disadvantages, thick skin and black heart, the poor monk doesn't know whether it is a blessing or a curse to release a giant crocodile like you into the sea, the poor monk just hopes not to leave a stench for 10,000 years because of you."

Go, the mountains and shallow waters here can't accommodate you giant crocodile, and go outside to see, the shijie there is more exciting. ”

After speaking, he took Yun Zheng's collar, put him on the wheel, and slapped the mule's buttocks, and the mule cart slowly drove on the five-foot road.

When the convoy turned to the foot of the mountain, it heard Wugou chanting loudly in the valley: "When the Bodhisattva of Contemplation of Freedom is in the depths of Prajnaparamita, he sees that the five aggregates are empty, and he will overcome all suffering." The relics are not different from emptiness, emptiness is not different from color, color is emptiness, emptiness is color, and the same is true when you want to know it. The relics are the empty phase of all the laws, which are neither born nor destroyed, neither dirty nor pure, nor increased nor decreased. Therefore, there is no color in the air, no thoughts, no knowledge, no eyes, ears, nose, tongue, body, and mind......"

At first, the mountains and rivers seemed to be together with the monks chanting, the green mist seemed to be felt by the scriptures, and a very fine rain rose in the sky.

Yun Zheng caught some rain with his hand, and wanted to put it to his mouth to taste whether it was sweet, but those five majestic words suddenly appeared in his mind: "Wugou is respectful." "The mood that I just cultivated dissipated in the rain in an instant. (To be continued......)

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