2005.10.5

Yellow flowers deep alleys, red leaves and low windows.

Yuelu Mountain Yunlu Palace millennium ginkgo tree, is one of the few things in the city that is older than Wang Xilou, the wind passes, the ginkgo yellow leaves are like rain, the forest is dyed, the red maple in the mountains can not suppress the burning ginkgo, the ginkgo biloba leaves that fly down are like goldfish floating from the top of Yuelu Mountain, swimming around the mountain, the ginkgo biloba leaves are hooked with the falling maple, falling on the stone steps, the stone lion, the shoulders of the visitors on the mountain, the stream where the water level drops.

A piece of ginkgo biloba landed on the head of the old Taoist priest sitting in front of the steps.

The old Taoist priest wore high white cloth socks, black ten-square shoes, a green robe, and a white beard like withered grass.

The old house with yellow mud and green tiles was covered with vegetation and moss, and on the lime wall of the picture there was a whole wall of roses, but it was painted, and for some reason the flowers on the painting were withered.

A little Taoist boy of more than five years old ran over, holding a pair of badminton rackets in his arms, he hurried over, and saw the old man looking at the wall in the yard, and he also learned to look up, turning his head as he looked.

It turned out to be nothing, "Grandpa Zhang, what are you looking at?" ”

The old Taoist priest laughed, "Are you looking at her to bloom?" ”

Feng Wuli couldn't understand it at all, and he was now in a hurry to find Wang Xilou to play badminton.

In the past few days, Wang Xilou wants to come to Yunlu Palace to help, coinciding with the National Day holiday, so he will bring the wind unreasonably, although he has only known Wang Xilou for half a year, but Wang Xilou is too fun.

The master and apprentice lived here for a few days, and every twelve years, Wang Xilou would come here to teach the cultivation methods, concepts, and principles of his former friends to the disciples and grandchildren of Yunlu Palace.

Saying goodbye to Grandpa Zhang, he ran into the courtyard behind Yunlu Palace, and found the woman in a cyan Taoist robe, it seemed that she had just finished her lecture, and there were several young Taoist priests around her asking questions.

Wang Xilou always had a shallow smile on his face, but it was different from when he usually teased himself and teased himself.

"Wang Xilou Wang Xilou, I borrowed a badminton racket, let's go play badminton." He ran over in high spirits.

Several Taoist priests looked at this energetic doll, couldn't help laughing, and said Do you want your uncles to play with you, Feng Wuli was a little afraid of life, grabbed Wang Xilou's Taoist robe and hid behind her.

Wang Xilou said goodbye to a few people, and his hand was just enough to put on the little apprentice's head, and he went out to play with the little apprentice.

When the old Taoist priest saw the two, he greeted Wang Xilou with great respect, but Wang Xilou just waved his hand.

"Who did you borrow the racket from?" She asked curiously, waving her racket.

"There is a village down the hill, I watched them play on the side, and after watching them for a long time, I saw that they were not fighting, so I went over and asked them to borrow it, and then they lent it to me." Feng Wuli is a little angry when he talks about this.

He felt very powerful: "I'll go down and pay them back later." ”

"You didn't beat them up and let them give it to you, right?"

"Not really!"

Wang Xilou laughed happily, and the little apprentice also told her how she borrowed the racket, which sounded amazing, and she would ask questions from time to time, or give the little apprentice a cheer.

The master and apprentice found an open place, and the little apprentice handed her a racket, and then took one himself, and after running away, he told her where the boundary was, and then she couldn't hit the boundary, and ran to kick the cement floor covered with ginkgo biloba with the little short leg, picked up a stone to draw a shallow mark, and trotted to throw the stone a little farther away, accompanied by the same rule explanation of broken thoughts.

Wang Xilou looked at him with a grin the whole time, and Feng turned his head to look at her unreasonably, not looking at him at all, and couldn't help but be a little annoyed.

"Wang Xilou, have you listened?"

"Huh? Ah, yes, yes, Master, listen. She also took a fuss and asked, "What about the ball?" ”

The little apprentice took out a badminton ball from his pocket like a trick, Wang Xilou was not convinced, and said Isn't this your serve, the little apprentice laughed embarrassedly, and felt that he seemed to be a little mean.

"Are you ready?"

"Alright."

"Then I'll serve."

"Okay."

The old Taoist priest sat there and watched, with the sound of the badminton hitting the net every time, the noise of tourists and tourists in the front yard, the sound of the maple leaves on the mountain by the wind, and the noisy noise of the master and apprentice in front of him.

It's just that the little boy with an expectant face, after picking up the ball a dozen times, gradually put away the smile on his face.

"No, you're all out of bounds, you don't count."

"Okay, okay, it's Master's." Wang Xilou has a big package.

Wind barber serve.

"Whoosh——! The badminton ball fell back to him like a cannonball, and the wind couldn't react at all.

He glanced at the triumphant Wang Xilou and silently went to pick up the ball.

Gently kick off the ball.

"Whoosh——!

Even the ginkgo biloba leaves on the ground were blown away by the wind that swept off the rapid beating.

“……”

The wind silently picked it up unreasonably, and then served lightly.

"Whoosh——!!"

Xiaofeng was so unreasonable that he couldn't open his eyes because of the wind, and the ball had already landed in front of him and popped up more than ten meters away.

The back of his pick up ball was pitiful and helpless.

"Whoosh——!!"

"Whoosh ——!!"

Wang Xilou twisted his neck, moved his wrist, pretended not to know that the other side was about to cry, and signaled the other party to hurry up and serve.

She was actually happy in her heart.

As long as I think of this man who was always light and light five hundred years ago, and who was not in a hurry, this man who hinted that the weather was cold and was afraid of the dark when he slept alone, and then pretended not to understand his hints, now he was going to be angry and cry by himself, and Wang Xilou felt a great revenge in his heart.

I didn't expect you to have today!

A fluttering shuttlecock flew over.

"Whoosh——!!"

"I'm not playing with you anymore! I hate Wang Xilou! ”

He ran away crying with a pat.

Wang Xilou hurriedly chased after him, and the robe was hunting.

The old Taoist priest on the side smiled with his beard, glanced at the withered flowers on the wall, and when he got up, a middle-aged man in his forties ran in the front yard, "Master, a layman came to you and said that he wanted to sponsor us to build a canteen." ”

He nodded happily and said he understood.

Thinking about how to fool around a little later.

……

"Hey, you can take care of Master, Master is wrong, it's not okay if it's wrong."

This big fart child is still too strong, just refuse to talk to her, just after crying and now smoking, sitting there like a small group sitting on the stone steps up the mountain, in the evening there are few people on the mountain, the sunset is like a fire.

Wang Xilou didn't want to pay attention to himself no matter how funny he was.

She leaned over from the left, and he faced to the right, and she came up from the right, and he turned to the left.

In fact, Feng Wuli was more embarrassed, and he cried when he lost the game, he also felt a little embarrassed, and he was embarrassed to talk to Wang Xilou, but Wang Xilou was really good just now.

"Tickle the flesh!"

Two big hands grabbed his waist, Feng laughed unreasonably, he turned around angrily to grab her, but Wang Xilou ran away first.

Feng was unreasonably annoyed and angry, and chased after him.

There were travelers around, and there were also Taoist priests from Yunlu Palace, smiling at the big and small, looking at the stumbling boy, and Gu Pan, and frequently turning around to provoke the female Taoist of the boy behind him.

The wind ran unreasonably, and suddenly squatted down and stopped chasing.

Wang Xilou ran back worriedly.

As soon as she approached, the boy got up and went to grab her.

As a result, Master Master saw through it and dodged before he was caught.

During this time, Yunlu Palace was the noisiest.

At night, the fog locks the mountain, the twilight is heavy, and the sunset ripples in the fog.

Feng Wuli was holding a bowl with a few pieces of bacon in the bowl, and when he entered the backyard and saw the old Taoist priest holding the bowl and looking at the wall, he sat down and looked with him, and his eyes switched between the old Taoist priest's face and the wall.

"Grandpa Zhang, eat a piece of bacon." He obediently put the bacon into his bowl and made the old Taoist priest laugh happily.

Feng asked the old Taoist priest why he kept looking at the wall with strange patterns.

"That's not a strange pattern, it's a little monster."

An old man and a young man sat on the stone steps, eating bacon and autumn wind, and the wind was unreasonable to gouge a mouthful of rice, and listened to the old Taoist priest talk about the paintings on the wall.

It was a flower demon hiding on the wall, that was the old Taoist priest or a small layman, I saw her bloom once, and all the withered flowers on the wall would bloom again, it was the most beautiful scene that the old Taoist priest had ever seen in his life, like a dreamy winter day, like a goblin that made people intoxicated, and made people want to know more about flowers.

And when it is in full bloom, the flower demon on the wall will appear in the courtyard, and it is the most beautiful woman that the old Taoist priest has ever seen in his life.

The flower demon and the old Taoist met for the first time, and they talked a lot there, about themselves, about maple leaves, about winter, about flowers.

Until sunrise, the flower demon said to the little layman at that time, "If there is a next time, I still want to talk to you." ”

So saying, she went back to the wall, and all the flowers that bloomed on the wall withered.

"How can I see you again?" The old Taoist priest asked.

Later, the old Taoist priest learned that this was a flower demon, and she bloomed once every seventy-two years.

It turns out that there are some people who just need to wait to meet.

At that time, he was just a small layman of the villagers under the mountain, because of the night like a dream, he chose to stay in this Taoist temple, at that time, this Taoist temple was upright and the war was fired, and the entire Taoist temple died and he was left alone, and he protected this wall, these buildings, and this courtyard like a life.

Spring water sencha, pine flower wine, year after year.

The little layman has also become an old Taoist.

After the war, it was restored, and Yunlu Palace was alive again.

And seventy and two years.

"She's about to bloom." The old Taoist said with a smile.

The sunset faded away, and night fell.

Feng unreasonably decided to stay with the old Taoist and wait for the flowers to bloom.

Wang Xilou, who was dressed in a Taoist robe, came over, and wanted to take a bath with wind and unreasonableness, he was clamoring to wait for the flowers to bloom here, the master and apprentice scuffled together, Wang Xilou sighed helplessly, and the three of them sat on the stone steps.

"Grandpa Zhang, you've been waiting for seventy-two years." He thought it was really amazing.

Wang Xilou was slightly disdainful: "It's only been more than 70 years, what's so powerful." ”

"Have you ever waited for someone for more than seventy years?" Feng Wuli was very dissatisfied with Wang Xilou's tone.

Wang Xilou was even more disdainful.

The master and apprentice quarreled in the courtyard.

It is always a little apprentice with short hands and short feet who is easily subdued.

His face was full of hatred, and he swore that when he grew up, he would be bullied back!

"Wang Xilou, I was wrong, let me go."

"Kiss Master."

Damn it!

Feng was unreasonably forced to kiss her on the face in annoyance, and the hand behind the back of the clamp was released.

He immediately pounced again.

There are no exceptions to the results.

After a long time, the child was almost cathartic and sat back down.

Wang Xilou taught him how to recognize the stars.

Talking endlessly, pointing to the Milky Way in the sky, such as a number of treasures introduced to the little apprentice one by one.

Feng Wuli felt that Wang Xilou was really powerful, and he actually knew so many things.

At first, Feng Wuli could barely recognize it, but then he kept yawning and hugged Wang Xilou's arm to resist sleepiness.

obviously said that he would accompany Grandpa Zhang to wait.

As a result, he couldn't wait all night.

He actually waited for seventy years, which is amazing.

Wang Xilou was still pointing to a star to tell Feng Wureason, turned his head and saw that the little apprentice had already fallen asleep with her arm, grinning, and gently holding it in his arms, as if holding some rare treasure, his movements were light.

Flowers bloomed in the yard.

The flowers that the old Taoist priest had been waiting for for seventy years bloomed.

The withered flowers on the wall bloomed again, and an illusory woman stood on the edge of the courtyard wall.

"Long time no see." Her voice was light and she greeted the old Taoist priest with a smile.

The old Taoist priest was a little in a trance, he thought about it, it has been more than 70 years since they met again, how did they talk at that time, did the other party still recognize him, and how should he talk about the past, he has been like a traveler who has returned from his hometown for many years, his heart is full of anxiety, what kind of emotions, words, and demeanor should he use when he meets again, maybe the other party has long not remembered himself, maybe she still wants to talk to herself at that time, maybe she still wants to talk to herself but jokes, maybe seventy years of waiting is just his own wishful thinking, he has thought about the opening many times.

It's just that the other party hasn't seen him for a long time, and this night, except for his already old self, there is no change from seventy years ago.

And he settled down.

The old Taoist priest stood up, but his figure was no longer straight, but trembling, and he also said with a smile: "The moonlight is very beautiful tonight." ”

Wang Xilou glanced at it and walked out of the courtyard with the sleeping little apprentice in his arms.

When I looked at it, my apprentice looked so cute when he was asleep!

couldn't help but take a bite, and hehe smiled and carried it back to Yunlu Palace to arrange the room for their master and apprentice.

……

Sleeping in a daze, Wang Xilou felt that he was being held horizontally, opened his eyes and glanced at this person, yawned, shook his calves, and said dissatisfied:

"Master is still watching TV."

"When you're sleepy, go back to sleep." Feng Wuli was speechless.

"I'm really watching, Master is not asleep, he is listening."

The old man was very stubborn, but unfortunately Feng was unreasonable and ignored her at all, carried her back to her room, threw her on the bed and turned around and left.

Wang Xilou fell on the bed and gnawed on the mud, scolding this conscienceless, and I don't know how to handle it gently, the master worked hard to raise you like this to the master, but the wind who walked to the door looked back at her unreasonably, the tall and mighty back, the little zombie immediately admitted: "Ahem, that master slept, you also went to bed early." ”

When the door closed, she lay on the bed in a large shape.

It's so big, it's so fast.

In the eyes of the monsters, the appearance of human beings is no different, so the old Taoist priest and the young old Taoist priest are almost the same

(End of chapter)