A sudden heavy rainstorm drenched Ye Feng and Blue Moon Creek into soup chickens. The two of them giggled and ran into a cabin in the woods.

There is no one in the hut, the owner seems to have gone out to visit friends, the days of walking should not be long, although the house is simple, the tidy up is very tidy.

The firewood piled up by the hearth was still dry, Ye Feng lit a fire, the two of them dried the clothes on their bodies respectively, and then lit the stove to heat the food brought by the heat, and ate a little simply.

At this time, it was getting late, and Ye Feng asked Lan Yuexi to go to the inner room to rest, and he planned to deal with it on the ground for a night. Lan Yuexi shook her head with a smile and sat down next to him.

In the past few days with Ye Feng, she has laughed the most in her life. Bland, carefree, joyful and healthy. He didn't ask her where she was going, and she didn't know where he was going, so she seemed to have forgotten the purpose of her trip along the way.

Neither of them spoke, just sat quietly, watching the fire swaying, flickering and dimming, dragging out two long figures, engraved on the wall.

The flames gradually decreased, and Ye Feng planned to get up to add firewood, but found that she had fallen asleep holding his arms, her head leaning on his shoulder.

Ye Feng carefully took out a waterproof bag from his arms and opened it, and inside was an iphone X.

Of course, the base will not waste its limited production capacity on this boring civilian luxury, this is the trophy of his first trip into the ruins of the city, and this old antique can still be used when he brings it back to the base to charge it. At that time, the global communication network was long paralyzed, and it was impossible to make phone calls, but they could still be used to listen to music. He likes it very much, and he always carries it with him even when he goes out on a mission, but fortunately he didn't break it when he fell into the water last time.

Take out the earbuds from the bag and plug them in, tuck the cord into the ear, and turn on the power. The soft music came, it was Xu Wei's "Travel".

Who drew the heavens and the earth, and drew me and you

Make our world colorful

Who made us cry and surprise us

Let's just love each other and meet each other

Always say goodbye, reunion and separation

Always on a long road

Ye Feng was silent in the singing, and his body unconsciously followed the beat gently.

Lan Yuexi had woken up at some point and looked at him curiously. He smiled and didn't speak, and took off an earplug and put it on for her.

Her eyes widened: "What is this?" ”

"Does it sound good?"

She adjusted and closed her eyes again, "That's good. ”

The fire had been extinguished, and there was still room for warmth. The rain stopped, the moon hung on the branches again, and the moonlight sprinkled into a patch of silver, and there was a faint feeling.

After a night of silence, Ye Feng woke up to find that his phone was out of battery.

There was a little dampness in the early morning air, and the two of them walked out of the woods and walked along the trail for a while, and a small village appeared in front of them, and the sound of Lang Lang reading came from their ears.

The two entered the village and followed the sound of reading to a courtyard. The firewood was hidden, and Ye Feng pushed open the door and walked in.

The courtyard is not small, and there are several bookcases scattered in it, and there are fifteen or sixteen children sitting on the ground, holding books and reading aloud. A teenage boy saw them, put down the book in his hand, and greeted him: "The guest is here to find the farmer?" ”

Ye Feng's eyes swept and saw an old man leaning on the bookcase under the eaves, sleeping on a roll of bamboo slips, which was probably the Zhuang master in the boy's mouth.

Listening to the boy's words, he also replied politely: "I am just passing by with my companions, and when I hear that there are people here who are reading, I will come to see it, if it is inconvenient......

"Master Zhuang said that it is a guest from afar, please sit down, and I will wake up the teacher."

"Don't dare to bother, let's sit and go."

"In that case, please sit down while I go serve tea."

"Thank you."

Ye Feng and Lan Yuexi found a place to sit down.

Although he had been to the Qin State many times, mostly dealing with a group of high-rollers, it was the first time he had seen an ancient scholar, and he couldn't help but be a little curious.

The boy read "Zhuangzi Wandering": "Small knowledge is not as good as big knowledge, and small years are not as good as big years." Do you know what it is? The fungus does not know the obscurity, the cockroach does not know the spring and autumn, and this small year is also. There are spirits in the south of Chu, with 500 years old as spring and 500 years old as autumn; In ancient times, there were people who had a big tsubaki, and 8,000 years old was the spring, and 8,000 years old was the autumn. This big year also. And Peng Zu has heard of it for a long time, and everyone is like it, isn't it also sad? ”

Ye Feng saw that a group of boys shook their heads and thought seriously, and felt very interesting. Lan Yuexi looked at Master Zhuang who was still asleep, and frowned slightly thoughtfully.

"This Zhuang master, I'm afraid it's not simple."

"Really?"

"There are very few people in the Qin school who teach Zhuangzi." When he saw that the boy came out with the tea, he did not continue.

Ye Feng took the tea ceremony and thanked him, and said, "In Xia Ye Feng, this is the blue girl, I don't know what the little brother is called?" ”

The boy put down the saucer and gave a salute like an adult: "Xiaosheng Ji Bing, I have seen two guests." ”

Ye Feng was very interested: "But Zhou Tianzi's Ji? ”

"Exactly."

"I have an old man who is also surnamed Ji, called Ji Yu, can the little brother recognize him?"

"It's my brother." Ji Yu has a lot of friends, and Ji Bing doesn't doubt him when he hears it, but there are many villains among Ji Yu's friends, so he inevitably looks at Ye Feng a few more times.

Master Zhuang woke up, stretched his waist, smashed his mouth, picked up the teacup in front of him and found that it was empty: "Tea." ”

Ji Bing confessed to Ye Feng, picked up the teapot and trotted over, and poured tea for the teacher. Master Zhuang picked up the tea and blew it, took a sip, and praised: "Xiaoice, this tea is well boiled today." ”

looked at Ye Feng again: "Where did the guest come from?" ”

Seeing that he looked like a master, Ye Feng suddenly had a bad taste, and said, "From where you came." ”

"Where do you want to go?"

"Go anywhere."

This kind of joke of "hmm......" is not common in the 21st century.

Master Zhuang was noncommittal and groaned. This answer sounded wonderful, it seemed to be full of philosophy, and after thinking about it, I found that saying it was equal to not saying it, and it turned out to be nonsense.

Master Zhuang looked Ye Feng up and down, a fine light flashed in his cloudy eyes, and he laughed and said, "I don't know if Zhou's dream is a butterfly, and a butterfly's dream is Zhou's?" Wonderful, wonderful! ”

Ye Feng secretly scolded himself: "This can't be loaded, do you start dropping your schoolbag?" I faintly felt that something was wrong in my heart, and the meaning of Master Zhuang's glance was unclear, as if it contained deep meaning.

Alas, pretending to be a ghost, I almost took myself into the ditch.

Originally, when I saw that I was a student who was reading seriously, and when I was a teacher, I only knew that I was asleep, so I felt that he was too outrageous, and I was a teacher, so I had to open my mouth to ridicule. Hearing a "bang", the courtyard door was kicked open, and five big men swaggered in.

The black-faced man in the lead lifted a ghost head knife and pointed the knife at Master Zhuang: "Ji Yu, tell him to get out and see me." ”

The black-faced man's voice was very loud, and several of the boys who were reciting stopped and looked at him with some panic.

"Who are you, why do you bother the teacher?" Seeing that someone was looking for Ji Yu, Ji Bing stood up hard. It's just that his face is a little pale, after all, he is still young, and he can't help but feel worried when he sees the big man fierce and vicious.

The black-faced man was very satisfied with the deterrent effect of his appearance: "Are all the adults in the family dead, it's your turn to speak?" ”

Although Ye Feng also wanted to trouble Ji Yu, the black-faced man was playing majestic at a room of old people and children, and he really couldn't stand it, so he had to stand up and speak. Lan Yuexi grabbed him and shook his head slightly, meaning to see how the Zhuang master coped.

Master Zhuang glanced at her imperceptibly, and said lightly to the black-faced man: "Ji Yu is not here, you can come again next time." ”

The leaves are full of black lines.

The black-faced man crooked his nose angrily: "You are here to visit the door as Lao Tzu." Step by step, he walked up to Master Zhuang and stared at him viciously.

"What are you doing?" A villager passing by noticed that something was wrong and came over to ask. "Hey, hey, why are you still beating people." Ping Pong was in a mess, and then another man came in outside, probably looking at the wind, and reported with a black face: "Boss, I didn't hold it and let him run away, it seems that I went to call someone, what should I do?" ”

"Rubbish! Bring all the people here back, and ask the person surnamed Ji to take the money to ransom them. ”

"Get out!"

"Yo, old man, you want to die!" The black-faced man stepped forward, picked up the ghost head knife and slashed at Master Zhuang's left shoulder, this knife was so powerful that he didn't mean to keep his hand at all, but he wanted to cut off Master Zhuang's hand shoulder to shoulder.

Ye Feng didn't expect him to say that he would do it, and he was a little careless. It was a little far away, and it was too late to draw the sword, so he hurriedly threw the teacup in his hand behind his back.

He is not good at hidden weapons, so he can only hope that he will dodge or return the knife to block it, and block it, as for whether he can save Master Zhuang, he is really not half sure.

There was a trace of anger on Zhuang Shi's face, and a glimmer of light flashed in the bamboo slip in his hand, followed by a line of small words, vaguely "Jinzi's words are big and useless", and one of the "words" word quickly enlarged, shot out, and submerged into the black-faced man's body.

The black-faced man suddenly stopped, there was no process of deceleration, completely ignoring inertia, holding the ghost head knife in his hand and still maintaining the posture of chopping, so he suddenly stopped.

Ye Feng's sword also arrived, and the tip of the sword pointed at the black-faced man. The scene in front of him was so strange that he felt very uneasy.

Lan Yuexi and Ye Feng had the same mind, and they shot almost at the same time as him, and the figures shuttled, knocking all the five followers to the ground in the blink of an eye.

Soon, Ye Feng realized where his uneasiness came from.

Yitian Sword pointed at the black-faced man, as if pointing at a mirror, or rather at a curtain from the side, and the black-faced man was just a phantom on this curtain, without thickness.

Master Zhuang slowly stretched out a finger and pointed it on the forehead of the black-faced man, and a crack appeared on his forehead, which spread along with the rift, instantly covering his whole body.

The black-faced man's body, like a mirror, shattered into countless fragments, followed by the fragments into thin lines, and then turned into fine sand, which was blown away by the wind and disappeared without a trace.

"This ......" Ye Feng felt that his three views had been subverted.

"The old man is not good at working with others, so he can only use some small means to save his life, which makes Xiaoyou smile."

"Master Zhuang, do you still accept disciples?"

Master Zhuang looked at Ye Feng meaningfully, and said with a smile: "Xiaoyou said that you are laughing, your way is different from mine. ”

Now Ye Feng already knows that Master Zhuang is not pretending to be forced, but really awesome, I am afraid that he has really seen something, and he does not dare to entangle more.

Lan Yuexi volunteered to interrogate those followers, she had seen the Heavenly Machine Hall act, and it was naturally okay to force a few little thieves to confess.

After a while, the villagers who had just escaped called out a large group of people to come and help. Master Zhuang went out and thanked the villagers for their enthusiasm.

The people of Chu are fierce, and the villager is not good at stubble, so he came in and beat the person who had just beaten him, and kicked him several times before leaving, and then left with the person satisfied.

Those few people quickly recruited all of them, which made Lan Yuexi a little unhappy.

It turned out that this group of people were all from Juye Huze, and the robbers of Juye Huze were relatively large forces in the local area, with hundreds of people, and the leader was called Peng Yue. A few days ago, there was a batch of goods that Ji Yu took people to rob. Peng Yue thought that Ji Yu should not know whose goods it was, otherwise he would not be so bold, so he planned to salute first and then soldier, so he sent a small leader to bring someone to the door to ask for it.

The matter was not big, and Master Zhuang didn't plan to stand up for Ji Yu, so he let him go after a warning. Let them go back and bring a message to Peng Yue, telling him to settle accounts with Ji Yu by himself, and not to harass the village again, otherwise he will personally go to Juye Huze to find him.

Several people saw Master Zhuang's methods, and if they didn't obey, they agreed again and again.

Ye Feng and Lan Yuexi stayed in the village for one more night, and when they were eating, they couldn't help but ask about Master Zhuang's methods again, but Master Zhuang didn't hide it, and explained a little.

"Do you know Liuhe?"

Enhancing people's memory retrieval is very amazing, Ye Feng thought for a while, and replied: "It is mentioned in the "Zhuangzi Qi Theory of Things" that outside the Liuhe, the sage exists and does not care; Within the Liuhe, the sages do not discuss; In the Spring and Autumn Period, the sage discussed but did not argue. Liuhe refers to the world. ”

"Xiaoyou is right, up, down, east, south, west, and north are collectively called Liuhe. That is, the four directions of heaven and earth, which means the whole world, or the universe. Up, down, east, west, south, and north can also be used as front, back, up, down, left, and right. ”

"What if you remove the top, bottom, left, and right again?"

Seeing that Ye Feng lowered his head and realized, Master Zhuang showed a little approval on his face, smiled and stopped talking. This young man has a very high level of understanding, and it took him hundreds of years to understand this joint back then.

Lan Yuexi interjected and asked, "I don't know if Master Zhuang has ever seen Zhuangzi?" ”

The secret file of the Tianji Palace, Zhuangzi is still alive, and his cultivation is unfathomable. So she had some guesses after seeing Master Zhuang, and seeing that the atmosphere was harmonious, she took the opportunity to ask.

Master Zhuang stroked his beard, did not hide it, and said with a smile: "The old man is Zhuang Zhou." ”

Ye Feng slapped the table and said in shock: "Dimensionality reduction strike!" ”

Suddenly realized what Master Zhuang said just now: "What, Zhuang Zhou?!"