Chapter 33: Winter Snow II
There is still half a day's journey from the capital, Wen Fei said softly: "Turning south from here, it is where my master lives." β
I was surprised: "Your master? β
"Well, when I was a kid, he taught us in my home, but for a short time. Later, at home...... Someone couldn't tolerate him, so he left, and he was very kind to me, and I came to him often. β
I was a little curious: "Is it the master of Wen, or the master of Wu?" β
Wen Fei smiled: "You can ask." My master is both civil and military. He paused: "I want to take you to meet him." β
I hesitated: "It's a bit rude to go and meet the elders like this." β
He looked at me: "No, it's good. β
Wu Zhen yawned: "I won't go, I just want to get to the capital as soon as possible." If you want to go, go and see you in the capital when you come back. By the way, you give me that note. β
The note said that it was the white house on Fuxifang West Street, Wu Zhen was afraid that he would forget, so he read it carefully and asked Wen Fei: "Is this place easy to find?" β
"Fuxi Fang is located in the west of the city, which is very easy to find. Anyone who catches a car on the street knows it. It's not far from the inner city, and it's a peaceful place. β
We parted at the fork in the road, and Wu Zhen got into another car. Although she had never been out alone, she did not seem to be uneasy or afraid, but rather impatient.
"Don't run around, go directly to Uncle Bai's house."
"It's so cold, you should be careful." Wu Zhen looked at me with a grin, and his gaze slipped towards Wen Fei again. I felt a heat on my face and turned my head to the side.
"Go early and come back early," she said quickly, lowering her voice, "don't let him take advantage." β
I glared at her, and before I could say anything, Wu Zhen quickly retracted into the car, and the curtain was lowered.
Wen Fei looked at me with a smile, he shouldn't have heard Wu Zhengang's words. But in that clear and open gaze, it seems that all the secrets in my heart cannot be hidden.
This man is as frank as he is, even if he ...... That's what I took advantage of, right?
There were only two of us left in the car, and I sat a little farther away.
I took out the small bronze mirror in my baggage and took a photo, I was still wearing a man's clothes, the car was sleepy and frustrated, my clothes were a little wrinkled, and my face was not very good-looking. His face was still a little red, like a ripe peach in May.
"It's good. It's true. He said.
"Uh-huh......" I stroked my clothes and haircuts, trying to make myself neater. Although you can use illusion to make yourself look how beautiful you are now. But I don't want to do that.
"By the way, I heard, you're an illusionist? I don't know what kind of faction you're from. β
"Hmm......" I replied: "My skills are family heirlooms, and my father mentioned it once, we should be the Sanyin faction." β
"Sanyang and Sanyin. I've only heard of it, but I don't know how these two factions are divided. Aren't they all illusions? β
I laughed, I wasn't as nervous as I was when I said that.
"According to what you say, aren't all those who practice swords in the world holding a sword for a gesture, at most some people make the right hand and some use the left hand. It doesn't make a difference. β
Wen Fei also smiled.
"Exactly, I'm a layman to illusion."
"The Shanyang faction is cultivating a foreign way......" I didn't finish a sentence, and Wen Fei couldn't help laughing.
"If you want to laugh again, I won't say anything."
"Nope. Don't laugh, you say. I just remembered that in the past, my master told me some palm stories, when it came to the fierce kung fu road, what opened the monument to palm the hundred tiger boxing. It's also the same sentence: they are practicing the way of a foreigner. β
I wanted to laugh and hold back: "Okay, that's an example. Well. It's just hard to talk to the layman. The Sanyang faction cultivates 'strength' and 'potential', while the Sanyin faction cultivates 'heart'. What do you want to say...... If two children start practicing at the same time, as soon as they come up, they must be the strength of the Shanyang faction, and even for ten, twenty, or thirty years, the Shanyang faction will have the upper hand. But manpower is sometimes poor, and the potential is poor, but the heart is endless. β
Wen Fei's eyes lit up: "Yes, I understand...... Just like the people who fetch water, the people of the Shanyang faction have a huge tank, which is formidable, but there will always be a day when the tank will be full, and then it will not be able to be filled again. And the people of the Sanyo faction are like a stream...... Even though the stream is shallow and narrow, it flows forever and flows into the rivers, lakes and seas......"
I nodded, "Exactly." β
Wen Fei thought about the place next to him: "This ...... There seems to be some similarities with our swordsmanship......"
I watched him get absorbed in his thoughts, and I didn't bother him.
Although the difference between this can be understood by people as soon as they hear it, but the Shanyang faction has many powerful people, and how difficult it is for the Sanyin faction to produce an outstanding talent, and there is still a inheritance...... It's also very difficult. Some people can't understand it in their lifetime, and others can't teach or help this.
But my father also said that over the years, the few illusionists who could be remembered and recited were all from San'in.
There are two roads ahead, one is smooth and smooth, but the future is limited. A thorn full of ups and downs and hardships may not be able to reach the top.
Most people will choose the easy one, right?
But some people will not hesitate to choose that difficult road.
My father was like thatβand Wen Fei seems to be like that.
But they are still different.
His father has seen through the world and lives in seclusion in the mountains, but Wen Fei is ambitious and is about to start.
The car went for half an hour, the wind and snow became tighter and tighter, and the driver was a little suspicious: "This brother, is there anyone else going forward?" I've never been here before - I'm just afraid ......."
"Keep walking, and you'll be there more than three miles away. Rest in the village at noon, and we will take your car back to the capital in the afternoon. β
"Hey." The coachman answered, urging the horse to speed up a little more.
After walking a little further, there was a sparse house in front of me, which looked hazy in the snow.
Wen Fei got out of the car first, turned around and helped me. The snow under the ground was so thick that it was half a foot thick, and if you sink into it, it will be a pit.
The two doors in front of him opened, and a person poked his head out, saw Wen Fei, and shouted in surprise: "Brother Wen? What are you doing here! β
I pulled up my hood to block the snow, and the man ran out, wearing a camel-colored jacket, a round face, and smiling so that his eyes narrowed into a slit: "It's snowing so hard, I thought no one would come, and I was about to bolt the door to go back to the backyard to roast the fire." If you're going to be a little bit late, there won't be anyone answering the door. β
"If no one answers the door, won't I climb over the wall?"
The boy laughed, turned his head, and said, "This ......"
I nodded at him and smiled.
He looked at me with his mouth half-open, his gaze amazed and fascinated.
"This is a witch girl, and the master is at home."
"In, in." He replied dumbfoundedly: "The master is at home...... ...... in the back"
"Well, help this master drive the car in, let the horses be fed, and then give Zhang Luo some hot soup and food."
The child's mouth should be answered, but he still can't give up.
We walked inside, and Wen Fei whispered, "This kid hasn't seen any outsiders, don't be surprised." β
I didn't know what to say, I just smiled at him.
The snow under his feet creaked softly when he was trampled, and the footprints were left on the snow, and when he turned his head to look, two slanted rows.
When we entered the house, he said, "I'll go see the master, you wait here." β
I took my hood off and looked around the room. From the outside, it looks like an ordinary farmhouse, but the house is clean and elegant, and there are a few toys on the shelves on one side, which are not golden and jade antiques. I took two steps closer to see a shallow basin made of clay, bordered by willow leaves, a small crystal clear stone, and a waterwheel carved out of wood. There are also two books, which are the most common Buddhist scriptures.
I look at it the same way.
There was a golden amber patch, the size of a fist, with a half-blooming wildflower inside.
I don't know how long ago this flower bloomed, and it happened to be wrapped in this amber, and time was frozen forever in that moment.
I looked up and was stunned. On the other side of the shelf, there was also a pair of eyes, unexpectedly, looking at me. (To be continued)