For some reason, when the woodcutter came to the scholar, the incessant sound of the rainstorm was much quieter.

The scholar looked at the woodcutter who did not have a drop of rain on his body, his eyes were a little straight, and judging from the song he sang just now, he thought to himself that this person was transformed by the gods in the mountains?

"Immortals." The scholar bowed his hand to the approaching woodcutter and said respectfully.

The woodcutter laughed when he heard this: "Are you a scholar joking?" I'm a clumsy man in the mountains and wilderness, I can't even worry about eating, how dare I be a fairy! ”

The scholar listened and said in disbelief: "If you are not an immortal, why did you recite it in your mouth just now, showing the demeanor of a fairy?" Ru Yin's sentence 'If you are not an immortal, you are the Tao, sit quietly and talk about the "Yellow Court"", "The Yellow Court" is a moral mantra, if you are not an immortal, how can you understand this? And in the vast rainstorm, there is not a drop of rain on you! ”

The woodcutter smiled even more when he heard this, touched the stubble on his face and said: "I can't hide it, I live not far from a master of Taoism, the word I sang just now is called "Man Tingfang", which was taught by the master, he saw me chopping wood and working hard all day long, so he passed this word to me, first, I usually chant and sing to relieve difficulties and calm my mind, and secondly, I can take refuge and eliminate disasters when I read to concentrate on it, and because of this, I was not wet; You see, I'm disturbed by you, and my concentration is also messed up. ”

As soon as the woodcutter finished speaking, a large drop of rain suddenly drenched him.

"Ahh After hearing this, the scholar apologized again and again: "The student is ignorant and disturbs your fairy words, forgive your sins, forgive your sins." ”

"Haha, don't be cautious as a scholar, it's raining so hard now, the mountain road ahead is steep, and I'm afraid there will be mudslides down, it's too dangerous to keep going!" The woodcutter didn't care that the scholar interrupted his singing, but said open-mindedly: "If you go to my house to take shelter from the rain, and then go on the road after the rainstorm has passed, although the fame is heavy, but it is not worth it if you lose your life in the rain." ”

The scholar felt that what the woodcutter said was reasonable, touched his chin and nodded, and thanked him again: "Thank you, brother, since this is the case, the student is bothered." ”

As it was approaching dusk, when the scholar followed the woodcutter to the thatched hut where he lived, it was already dark, there was some leakage in the house, and there was nothing but a bed, a table, and a chair.

In those days, candles and oil lamps were things that only the rich had, but fortunately, the woodcutter usually put some dry wood under the bed, because even if it rained, it would not get wet.

So when night came, and after the rain had ceased and the clouds had ceased to rain, the woodcutter used the dry wood under the bed that had not been wet to light a small bonfire in front of the door, and sat down with the scholar on the spot, chatting without a word.

The scholar introduced his surname Gao Mingdong, and the word Shanxuan; The woodcutter said that he had lost his parents since he was a child, and he only vaguely remembered his name, which was Xia Wei.

The scholar looked at the starry sky after the dark clouds dispersed, and sighed: "Cao Mengde once said, 'The moon and stars are scarce, and the black magpie flies south' only sighs that he is the hero of this life, and now he is safe? I really envy the infinite Yangtze River, which is eternal and unchanging; You said that the master who taught you "Man Tingfang", he will definitely be like the Yangtze River, carrying the flying immortals to swim, holding the bright moon and ending up. ”

After hearing this, the woodcutter Xia Wei scratched his face full of scum, and still put on an open-minded smile: "Why do you have this student to sigh in this year?" The ancients said: 'The deceased is like this, but he has not tasted the past; Those who are surplus and void are like them, and those who die are not long. 'It seems to me that there is not a moment between heaven and earth that does not change; And from the side of things that are unchanging, eternal reincarnation, all things are as endless as your own life, so why should you envy those high-ranking hermits? ”

When Gao Dong heard this, his breath suddenly stagnated, and his eyes widened at the woodcutter and he exclaimed in his heart: In this mountain and forest, there is such an enlightened master! This woodcutter doesn't seem to know a single word, but he actually has such a profound realm of understanding, which is beyond his reach.

However, after all, Gao Dong spent many years of reading, and the ink in his stomach was not "vegetarian" with his thoughts, so he immediately had an epiphany and sighed: "The ancients also had clouds, 'but the breeze on the river, and the bright moon in the mountains, the sound of the ears, the color of the eyes, the inexhaustible use." It is the infinite hiding of the Creator, and the place where I and the Son are in harmony. It's a pity that I talk about reason, but I don't have wine to entertain me. ”

The woodcutter Xia Wei patted his thigh when he heard it: "I can understand it so far, it can be seen that I have the same interests!" ”

Sometimes confidant brothers are like this, thinking about peace in one sentence, and the next affection is self-explanatory.

Then, the woodcutter Xia Wei strode into the house, and he didn't know where to pick up an earthen altar: "The wine in this altar was given to me by the master, and I have treasured it for many years. ”

The woodcutter Xia Wei called the scholar Gao Dong's words, and also took out his own treasured wine, which shows that he has been very kind to him, because there is no high-end thing like a cup, Xia Wei opened the wine jar, hugged the jar and poured a big sip: "Good wine!" ”

Gao Dong took Xia Wei's wine jar and also took a sip: "Good wine!" ”

After these few sips of wine, both of them were a little drunk, and when it was the turn of the woodcutter Xia Wei to drink, I saw him sitting on the ground holding the jar and shaking a little, and said in his mouth: "Brother Shanxuan, what are you doing to gain fame?" ”

Scholar Gao Dong took the wine jar, poured a few more sips, "clicked" and said, "I, I...... The eldest husband is alive in order to gain fame and fame, and peace and security govern the country, so he does it. ”

"Definitely! I see that your eyebrows are full of grievances, this is too false, can you tell me the truth? "After drinking in the high winter, Xia Wei took over his wine jar again.

Gao Dong admires this woodcutter named Xia Wei more and more, is this person really a woodcutter?! He has no knowledge and consciousness in his chest, and he still observes words and looks, which has surpassed ordinary people by much.

"What Brother Xia Wei said is extremely ......" Gao Dong drunkenly told the truth: "I, Hiccup...... Me! Grandma's, I'm in the village, I'm a showman......"

Scholar Gao Dong was drunk, and after his love reached the depths, he finally opened the conversation: "I am nameless and profitless for Xiucai, and on weekdays in the village, I go to the market to write couplets for people, exchange for some meager property, and barely ask for food and clothing." ”

"I am in love with the daughter of the village chief in the village where I live...... However, the village chief said that I was a poor scholar and a useless scholar! I didn't agree to marry his daughter to me at all, saying yes, saying that I was going to marry my daughter to that bird's concubine! ”

"I, my damn thing, go up to catch the exam, in addition to fulfilling the long-cherished wish of the prince and general of the scholar, but also to get fame and return to his hometown, marry, marry my Alain."

"When Lao Tzu wears the champion red robe and is praised by the world, Wenqu Xing descends to earth! After driving the streets, after the high-ranking officials are rich, I want to see if the village elder will kneel in front of me and beg me to marry his daughter! ”

"What kind of bird is outside, and when the time comes, you won't be able to scold me, an important minister of the court!! Hiccup...... Wow!! ”

The scholar barely finished speaking, and suddenly spit out after drinking too much.

But the woodcutter shook his head again and again, and sighed: "Where will the ancient and the modern meet?" A pile of grass is gone...... Why don't you go with me to practice with that master, and break this troublesome delusion, by the way, teach me the master of "Man Tingfang", called Zhao Huanshu! ”