Chapter 15: If this heart gets a touch of the field, where will life not meet

Yu Zhou does not take it, the red dust passers-by, insists on staying, three thousand flowers, prosperous as water, three thousand eastward, a scoop to drink, peach autumn evening, not too late......

The sweet dream of getting up with three poles in the day has not been enough, and he was woken up early in the morning by the roaring and scolding of the female inn owner, and with the sound of brisk footsteps of Dong Dong Dong rang out one after another, Zhao Xiaomeng because he couldn't sleep late at night, and went out to walk in the bamboo leaf forest behind the small city. There is nowhere to talk about desolation at night, the palace locks the heart jade, but there is an endless sad past. The world is full of scenery, and other places are still staging a parting of joys and sorrows inside and outside the door. "Don't disturb the inn to do business, or take advantage of the weather is just right, go to the stone bridge outside the city to help the shopkeeper get some goods back, go back quickly, catch up with the inn's business, so as to help the guests eat lunch, endlessly, serve tea and pour water, and help the inn here to do some spare things when you are too busy."

Suddenly, a ripple appeared in the space around Zhao Xiaomeng, and a light dust appeared, and through the faint bit of daylight, the cobwebs that never stopped leaking tiles floated.

The plum blossoms ruined the woman's makeup, the excuse was that the rouge gouache was not good, the red bricks and green tiles and bluestone slabs, the old and the new were the same, she laughed in the lamplight, and knew where his city wall was? In the hustle and bustle of the old trees, the light and shadow are dappled, the wind blows, the autumn leaves are rustling like a golden carpet all over the well-dressed city, and the day after day of the shops is bought and sold, shouting and shouting, there are beautiful women selling all kinds of delicate handicrafts in front of the stalls hung with green wood and bamboo, windmills made of green wood and bamboo, no wind automatic, slightly turning......

Zhao Xiaomeng finally came out of the nagging of the neighbors, it was all trivial things, but it hurt this group of boring people, every day is a day of anticipation, and it is always so tormenting.

People come and go, the river is endless, all of this did not attract too much attention from Zhao Xiaomeng, because of the entrustment of the chattering female shopkeeper of the inn, he had to rush out of the city to get the goods, while there were not many people in the city. It was better to act than to move, he hurriedly walked out of the city gate, and there was no obstacle, and walked in the direction of the stone bridge according to the instructions of the proprietress.

Because it is not far from the city, there are occasional pedestrians walking on the path that is not very wide, in addition, there are all kinds of peach blossoms and all kinds of unknown weeds planted on the hillside, because of the rain and fog of the morning sun, everything has a fresh and subtle perception. Soaked in bitter cold and bitter rain, the sunlight refracted brilliant brilliance through the crevices of the low trees, as undesirable as a lie. The crystal clear dewdrops, dripping on the grass, no one pity, like a sad woman secretly shed tears, no one knows!

Walking and walking, Zhao Xiaomeng came to the small bridge that had been washed by the rain for I don't know how much, pedestrians came and went, and there were sloppy and bitter cold farmers crossing the bridge silently, as every day There are no new changes. There are well-dressed women with naughty children walking in three steps and two steps, and there are market vendors pushing some goods that can be sold, hoping to sell them for a good price. There is a bull rider who picks a handful of bamboo leaves, scatters them in the gentle breeze of the dust, one by one, and then walks with the bamboo leaves, a palm pokes out, it turns out to be a Taoist, I don't know what the truth is?

Zhao Xiaomeng came to the side of the stone bridge, waiting for the person who said yes, but the others were busy with their own affairs, and ignored this stranger who didn't know him at all, and when he got impatient, he still didn't show up. Just as he was planning to wait a little longer, he finally waited for them to appear, a middle-aged man with a red beard, followed by an old rickety ape. One left and one right, standing beside Zhao Xiaomeng. Through careful inquiry, it was really someone who had to wait, and the expected situation did not happen, but Zhao Xiaomeng was still so troublesome when he chatted with him, and after spending a long time, he was still discussing something.

The ape, although it looked old, but its gaze was extremely fierce and abnormal, "Long time no see, old man"!

The old ape's words were like droplets of water on the bright green lotus leaves flowing through the middle-aged man's thoughts, leaving no trace. Long-term emotions are a momentary spark, and a few seconds of a short hug, everything is okay, so that it will take at least a few years for the middle-aged man to slowly recover. If you're well, it's a sunny day!

In the dense and urgent inquiry, it is not an ordinary greeting, and the reunion after a long absence can have the warmth of the cold and cold! The face of the person does not know where to go, and the peach blossoms are still smiling in the spring breeze!

If a person who understands the hardships of the world sees the firm gaze of this ape, he can clearly understand that this ape is definitely a very powerful demon beast, and it is easy to provoke, as for the cold middle-aged man, compared to the vigorous ape, it is really indescribable and soft, I don't know how many detours I have taken to get to the field I am today,"

Zhao Xiaomeng carefully looked at this thin middle-aged man with bright eyes, he looked shrewd and capable on the outside, wearing a simple and shabby long dress, giving people the impression of laughing and scolding, and those who knew the details knew that he was not a character to be messed with. But carefully observed, but found that he became short, compared with the distant mountain, unfathomable, may be the joy of the mountains and rivers to meet the bosom friend, unpredictable, by the way, he waited there for the inn to call someone to pick up the goods, waited for a long time, his heart has long been bitter, I hope to hand over the task quickly and smoothly, and go to the lively market to buy some daily necessities, raising a family is a problem that everyone will encounter, but, who knows, this sentence is applicable everywhere!!

When the sun flows into his heart,

When the wind blows away the thorn flowers.

When the abyss calls his faith,

His heart is still tied with a red thread for peach blossoms, No!

And this man is the middle-aged man he met on the bridge before, and his face is full of vicissitudes of life, depicting the wrinkles of the long-cultivated fields. Qianmo traffic, chickens and dogs smell each other, even after experiencing the vicissitudes of life, he is still so stiff and resolute, the years are quiet, the still water flows deeply, and there are not many traces left on the faltering man, but in the muddy and bitter mud, often walk, not very hard, may be too much to pick up the flat shoulder, it is "who knows that the plate of Chinese food, the grains are hard", may be step by step footprints or in the field with deep emotions. Why is a trembling mountain-like person, why is there often tears in his eyes, it may be the same nostalgia, a hard work, a harvest, he loves this land deeply......

As for the old rickety ape, it is a partner with the middle-aged man who gets along day and night, and the old ape, who hears the Tao, every time the morning sun rises in the east, "squeak, squeak, squeak" happily in the dense trees, climbing from one thick branch to another, and quickly and vigorously shuttling between the branches, from time to time the whole branch is bent, and also goes to the low-lying places in the remote mountains in groups of three or five, tiptoeing fast on the drowsy black land, and finally finds the potholes familiarly, cold and quietThere are stone steps on the shore covered with slippery moss. The lovely monkeys ran to the side of the pool one by one, picked up the water with their fluffy hands, and made a groan, not paying attention to the crystal clear water, there was a tearful monkey face, it seems that every day when the night is just right, this smart and clever old ape, will be as usual, to repeat the exact same actions and things, the myth and legend of the monkey belief in the water fishing for the moon, one hand holding the other, as if a line of vines flying from this tree to another tree, gently scooped up on the calm water, the moon is tender like water, The beauty of the good time like a dream has long become the reason for its disgust, and it is also the moon in the heart of the moon in the field of infinitely beautiful things lonely staying, groggy roaring, whimpering, just in the pool of clear light and night, and the reflection of the ape, a wave of ripples, flooding with endless thoughts, in the end, "the bamboo basket is empty", it is better to "the shadow of the pool is empty, all the sounds are silent, only the rest of the bell chime ......"

Today's middle-aged men and old apes, compared to distant times, are in the same boat through thick and thin, and they are young and frivolous who go south and north, and they don't know how many mistakes they have made and how many agreements they have misunderstood, so that they can meet each other who they once did not want to admit in the same place they once met!

The whole person's feeling has changed dramatically.

Although they didn't release their coercion, just from the surface, it can be seen that the two of them are very difficult to mess with.

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The flowers and plants are waiting for the leaves, and the dense ones want to have no branches. The people in the pool peep into the water, and the fish splashes people!

"Young man, see that you are good and have dignified manners, do you want to try one or two"!

Zhao Xiaomeng responded with a smile, slapped his right hand, and made a move in the direction of the middle-aged man without hesitation.

The middle-aged man with an arrogant attitude stepped back five or six steps, and very steadily called the ape to meet the battle, but he didn't expect the cunning ape to laugh and sing, and wanted to teach this gentle young man a particularly ruthless lesson in a swift way. Zhao Xiaomeng's face was a little flustered, but he still used a magical performance, kicked up the pebbles on the road in a quick move, and raised some yellow sand, which was accurate, but it also hit the arrogant old ape without much deviation. The middle-aged man who was full of Jianghu routines was a little surprised, and a look of shock that had not dissipated for a long time appeared! "This force is really strong, but it's still a bit stupid and fixed" He used eighty percent of his strength, and he was repeatedly frustrated in easy things, but he didn't expect that he was actually repelled by this young man with a few punches.

"The physical strength is really good, but I don't know that after a lot of tempering, it finally came in handy, what hole cards does that middle-aged man have to use quickly" Zhao Xiaomeng said a little nervously.

The two sides met each other in chess, and the fierce battle was in full swing, judging from the scene where the winner had not been determined for a long time, Zhao Xiaomeng was not afraid.

After all, the two of them, after fighting with Zhao Xiaomeng for a long time, still stopped, and the result was not surprising, the middle-aged man took the medicinal materials in his hand to Zhao Xiaomeng, saying that the inn is always useful, not to mention that the rivers and lakes are sinister, and they follow the trend, how can the inn business do well without the support of the complicated and mysterious but enthusiastic old man of the inn who is eager to help people?

"If I'm not mistaken, you two are kind passers-by, go back together?"

Zhao Xiaomeng asked in a deep voice.

However, for Zhao Xiaomeng's question, the middle-aged man was silent and did not answer.

All appearances are vain. If you see things that are not like each other, you will see them as they are. If you come, you have nowhere to come and nowhere to go, hence the name......

Gone, gone, the middle-aged man who was waiting for the beard to walk firmly into the distance, and shouted a Buddha name, "Good, good, the poor monk likes to take this good stubble, hahaha"!

At the same time, there was not much good reaction, as if he didn't hear it, the left ear went in, the right ear went out, but Zhao Xiaomeng didn't say anything.

Zhao Xiaomeng vaguely felt that the mystery and strength of the other party might not be below him, or even above him. Not much experience, but also a lot, the rivers and lakes are far away, don't do too much to do the conscience of "the road is uneven and draw a knife to help", the style of painting is the green world, the withered vines around the trees and the willow branches, pray for the distant shore of the Taiwan system, and the old crows testify to the world. The small bridge and flowing water meet people, the ancient road howls the west wind, and the broken intestines are at the end of the world!!

In late autumn, the heart is like a thousand knots, and the moonlight in the small town is so charming and full of uncertain colors. The night in the mountains is bleak. Occasionally, two or three unknown autumn insects chirped, making this vaguely changing forest path more desolate. The people in the mountains get up early to work, while plowing without beauty, the beautiful scenery along the way; On the one hand, the girl's family, sincerely, obsessively and resentfully, waiting for the sweet words of the talented and beautiful woman; While imagining when the tired people who are still running around on the road can solve the end of the journey, but some people ask if it is good, some people ask about porridge, some people are still smiling, and they suddenly feel extremely full and warm in their hearts. The people in the market even started a short chatter in the parents on the street, the way of entertainment is very primitive and simple, very happy, very happy and worthwhile, ruining the daydreams of countless men and women, but also making the mice in the corner of the wall breathe not peaceful, there are always cute cats looking for the fun of pond fish, but they don't like to be with each other!

Everything is full of unknowns, magic and expectations, Zhao Xiaomeng couldn't help but read, that ancient and mysterious vast land Shenzhou!

"There are bandits, the phoenix in purple clothes, and the knot of worries, Wu Binyi. Towering China, mortals are extraordinary. Although it is far away, it will be punished, and the offender will be returned. Oriental pearl pei, on the water side! The still water flows deep, and he laughs without saying a word!!