There were already many people sitting on the viewing platform, and Cheng Liu and Liu Nan let go of their hands after finding Aunt Mei's position. The darkness before dawn was always accompanied by incomparable coldness, but there was a raging fire burning in Cheng's heart, a fire that was enough to warm his eighteen years of pain, enough to melt the ice that hung in his childhood. If this fire can keep burning in his chest, what pity is it if he has been trapped in the clouds and mist under Zhu Rong Peak. He thought that the two of them had come to Aunt Mei's side.

Liu Nan sat on Aunt Mei's right, and Cheng Liu sat on Aunt Mei's left. At this time, the sky was already a little cloudy, the clouds rolled in the night sky below the sundeck like the waves of the Hanhai Sea, and all the mountains in the east were swallowed up, returning to the land of a thousand peaks in the silence, waiting for the salvation of the sunrise. Also waiting to be redeemed by the sun, there are also people who wear cotton jackets to watch the sunrise in the early hours of the summer morning.

There were more and more people on the viewing platform, and a bearded middle-aged man wearing straw sandals, ragged clothes, and exuding a smell of sandalwood on his body did stay by his side. The air was cold, but he slightly fanned the folding fan in his hand, and beads of sweat trickled down. The arrival of this man seemed to make the air around Chengliu gentle.

In the far east, fires had begun to erupt, and the rolling clouds there had turned into delicate golden cotton with a touch of red, and the faint gold beads had budded and been swallowed up by a torrent of cotton. The sun, struggling towards daily rebirth, and the clouds nostalgic for the darkness of the night, as if they all felt they could win.

This is, the man next to Cheng Liu stood up, looked at the east with a pair of radiant eyes under his messy hair, and recited a poem in his mouth:

"Mountains pierce through the clouds

Swaying in the sleeping canopy

Darkness oppresses loneliness in the middle of the mountain

The sun was still lingering under the clouds

I bait the light

Free for the rod

Fishing in the barren ...... under the ink

Sunrise, a dance on the top of Zhurong Peak

I borrowed gorgeous and quaint dance steps

Fishing for a picture of thousands of miles of rivers and mountains......" The man's voice was loud, but Nariyu found that no one seemed to notice him. Chengliu looked left and right, and it seemed that no one except himself had cast a gaze on the man.

Aunt Mei whispered in Cheng Liu's ear: "The one who fishes for clouds." Cheng Liu immediately understood, no wonder others couldn't hear his voice, it turned out that this person was one of the Seven Sages of Nanyue: the person who fished for clouds. With admiration, and then the glimmer of the sunrise, Nariyu looked at the man again. At this time, the man was also looking down at Chengliu. Chengliu found that this person looked familiar, his bright eyes seemed to have the magic to see through everything, and his messy stubble seemed to hide the same vicissitudes as Zhu Rongfeng. Nariyu felt that he was like the sun before dawn, deliberately hiding himself with a cloud of disorder; It is like a majestic mountain peak under the clouds, but it is not until dawn, but people can't see the whole picture clearly.

The person who fished the clouds gave the folding fan in his hand to Chengliu and said, "I also invite my son to come to the tree under the mountain to get together." ”

Cheng Liu lowered his voice and excused: "Thank you, but I can't do anything." ”

The person fishing for the clouds smiled, handed the folding fan to Chengliu again, and said, "You'll know when you come." ”

Aunt Mei said, "Let's go on!" Cheng Liu took it as he said, thinking to himself, since he knew his address, he would definitely meet this master after he went down the mountain, and it would not be too late to make amends.

At this time, Liu Nan suddenly shouted: "Look, the sun is out." Chengliu hurriedly looked to the east, a round of red sun had jumped out of the clouds, dyeing the vast clouds into gold, a warmth spread all over the earth in an instant, the cold was gone, and the fire of hope was burning again. The peak of Zhurong Peak in the morning glow, has become the square gold border amber, thousands of years of years cast into the Zhurong Treasure Palace, once again by the sun, the Buddha's light to all beings.

When Nariyu looked to the left again, he found that the person who fished for the clouds had long since left, just like the fog under the sun-watching platform, which dissipated silently after the warmth arrived.

On the way down the mountain, Cheng Liu and Liu Nan were still speechless, either because of fatigue or shame, but they were all surging with their own thoughts. Chengliu knew that in a few days, there would be a parting, as short as a year, and as long as a lifetime, which made him have to cherish every minute and every second, and he would remember every moment infinitely, and consider every sweetness repeatedly. He tried his best to pinch every smiling face of Liu Nan into his dreams, and worked hard to engrave every word of Liu Nan into his life. Liu Nan is also extremely reluctant, because Chengliu is the first boy to make her love for the first time, she thinks that this must be her last boy, although she knows that this may repeat her mother's mistakes, but she is also willing to gamble desperately like her mother back then, she has been praying for the victory of this life gambling.

The three of them picked up the car on the front lawn of the Zeng's courtyard, which had been cleaned, and went directly down the mountain. Liu Nan got out of the car at Huang Tingguan and went back to the dormitory to rest. Due to the strict security of Huang Tingguan's dormitory, Aunt Mei was relieved to send Cheng Liushan. Before arriving at the Zhusheng Temple, they went to the appointment and came to the Bodhi tree located in front of the Nanyue Temple.

This is a small shop with a strong cultural atmosphere, which sells calligraphy, painting, cultural toys and Nanyue tea. The car stopped in front of the store, and when Chengliu opened the door, he saw a huge seal script signboard at the door, which read "One Tree Bodhi" in four golden characters. There is a pair of dragon gate pairs on both sides of the gate, the couplet is longer, and the dragon and phoenix dance are on it.

Its upper link is: "Win the peak, lean on the winding path of the dragon, look for the ancient temple of the fairy trace, the top is like flying, the spring, summer, autumn and winter between the pitch, the vicissitudes of life; Laugh and see, thousands of green pines, five ridges are shocking, and nine days are heroic. ”

The next link is: "Linxu enlightenment, with Yan Wu Xiaolou, watching the morning dew and clouds, life is like sending; Love and hatred in ups and downs, success or failure are empty; Whispering, half-vocal Buddhist language, a thousand Zen meanings, a tree Bodhi. ”

After Cheng Liu's viewing, a sense of fairy wind and bones came to his face. At this time, a young clerk in plain clothes came out and asked, "May I ask if you two are Mei Daochang and Mr. Nariyu?" ”

Chengliu nodded and said, "Exactly." ”

The clerk said, "Hello, Mr. is waiting for the two of you in the tea room on the third floor, please come with me." ”

Naruyu and Aunt Mei then entered the store. After entering, Chengliu saw a tall white marble statue of Guanyin standing in the center of the lobby, two green bamboos on both sides of Guanyin, the walls were full of calligraphy and paintings, and the simple Bogu shelf was full of all kinds of cultural toys. Up to the second floor, there is a spacious calligraphy and painting exhibition hall, which hangs many Chinese paintings, plum orchids, bamboo chrysanthemums, landscapes, flowers and birds; There are also some calligraphy works, and there is no shortage of one in the seal. Although Cheng Liu did not know much about the art of calligraphy and painting, he was also impressed.

Going up to the third floor, the clerk pushed open an inky door, and a smell of sandalwood hit his face, which was the smell of the cloud fisherman. Chengliu and Aunt Mei walked in, and the person fishing for clouds was lowering his head to make kung fu tea, and when he raised his head, he showed a face that was still full of spirit under the cover of his beard.

Aunt Mei hugged her fists and said, "Old Master, don't come to harm?" ”