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Meng Shuai was very unhappy. When he was taken out of the town by Mrs. Fang, Meng Shuai clearly had a feeling of "just out of the wolf's den and into the tiger's den".

Fang Qingyan saw Meng Shuai's unhappiness, broke the silence, and said, "Our family ...... It's pretty good, too. ”

Meng Shuai said: "Yes, it must be better than our family." ”

Fang Qingyan's home is next to the town, Meng Shuai really hasn't been here, and at first glance, he can't help but be surprised. In the distance, you can see patches of bamboo, the leaves of which are tender and green, swaying slightly in the wind.

As Meng Shuai knows, the climate in Liangzhou is dry and windy, especially in winter, when the leaves fall away, how can there be bamboo growth?

Seeing that Meng Shuai was surprised, Mrs. Fang spoke: "The Fang family has loved bamboo for dozens of generations. No matter where you move, you must plant a bamboo forest at the door. ”

Meng Shuai said in his heart: It's not strange to love bamboo, but it's strange to be able to grow bamboo, right? ”

The corners of Fang Qingyan's mouth flickered, and a trace of unclear meaning flashed, but Mrs. Fang said: "If you are strong, you will be humiliated, and if you are strong, you will be easy to break, and it will not last long." ”

Meng Shuai closed his mouth and secretly said in his heart: "Why are you talking about this?"

When I entered the gate, I saw that the house was also a big bamboo house, and the bamboo leaves were like them, and some pillars could not be skinned, as if they were in the bamboo forest. Meng Shuai was amazed and puzzled, although the bamboo house was cool and beautiful, it was not warm at all, in this winter, when the north wind blew, the whole house was not full of wind?

However, when he entered the house, Meng Shuai was even more surprised, as soon as he entered the house, he felt warm as spring, warm and uncomfortable, warmer than a charcoal fire. There is no open fire in the house, and the furniture is made of bamboo, which looks cool and clean. In addition to the bamboo curtains on the wall, there are two calligraphy and paintings, which are also ink and bamboo drawings.

Meng Shuai's eyes swept over all kinds of bamboo, and a thought flashed into his mind, "There are many kinds of bamboo...... There's a big difference in the variety of these bamboos, right?"

Fang Qingyan looked at him in surprise and said, "You see it?"

Meng Shuai looked at the bamboo in the house as the support of the wall, and the herbal knowledge that had been poured down at the beginning gradually woke up, and spewed out from the depths of his memory, and said: "The bamboo outside is the same as the bamboo used to build furniture in your house, both of which are southern silk bamboo, in addition to being tough, it is evergreen all year round, and it is easy to feed." The black water bamboo used to build the outside of the house is strong and durable, and can resist the shaking of the ground and mountains. It is lined with a layer of red snow bamboo, which is a kind of strange bamboo that grows on the top of the snow mountain, with a constant temperature all year round, warm to the touch, and the best way to adjust the temperature. ”

Fang Qingyan was surprised and said, "I only know a lot." ”

Mrs. Fang smiled and said, "Yes, Xiao Meng, who taught you this, your brother?"

Meng Shuai said: "Not really. My Master. ”

Mrs. Fang said, "Venerable Master is a great person. Come, little brother Meng, look at this. She stretched out her hand and pointed to the painting on the left side of the wall, and said, "Do you recognize the bamboo on it?"

Fang Qingyan's face changed, and he looked at Meng Shuai nervously, Meng Shuai's eyes flickered, seeing that Fang Qingyan was just nervous, and did not imply that he didn't want to answer, so he didn't expect it to be okay, and only looked at the bamboo on it.

At first glance, it looks like ordinary bamboo......

Meng Shuai was able to guess the red snow bamboo, which was completely from the characteristics, but not from the eyes. Shui Sigui can give him the knowledge of 10,000 kinds of herbs, but he can't give him pictures after all. Even if they are accompanied by pictures like modern books, most of these plants are only different in detail, and if there is no large number of realistic observations, it is difficult to distinguish, and Meng Shuai can't see it at all. Unless there are obvious characteristics, such as some kind of spots on the dry, or the color is completely different from other varieties, etc.

Now this ink painting doesn't talk about the characteristics of bamboo, it doesn't even have a color, how can you tell what it is?

What if you extrapolate from the characteristics......

Meng Shuai's eyes wandered over the painting, and he didn't seem to have anything special, when he suddenly moved his gaze and looked down.

Root ...... of bamboo It didn't grow in the dirt.

There are clouds at the foot of the bamboo, and the roots of the bamboo grow from there, as if they were born from the air, grow in the clouds, and are formed by eating and drinking. Looking at the shaking demeanor of the bamboo, it seems that it is not born, but flying, and the clouds under the feet are not the nourishing soil, but the magical power summoned by the bamboo. Is there such a bamboo? Meng Shuai recalled, as if he had never heard of flying bamboo, could it be a bamboo essence? Bamboo has become a refined person, and it seems that he is not doing his job properly......

Wait, is this really cloudy?

Mrs. Fang had been observing his expression, seeing that his face was confused, his expression was slightly darkened, she sighed softly, and was about to say something, when she saw Meng Shuai's eyes suddenly light up, snapped her fingers, and said, "Yuan Zhu." ”

Mrs. Fang's face changed greatly, and she lost her voice and said, "What are you talking about?"

Meng Shuai saw that her expression had changed dramatically, and her beautiful face was almost distorted, and he chuckled in his heart, and said, "Is it wrong?"

Mrs. Fang suppressed her feelings and said, "I didn't hear clearly, you said it carefully." ”

Meng Shuai heard something strange and said, "I've actually only heard Master mention it once. It seems to be a type of bamboo that grows in the East...... No, it's not growing, it seems to be artificial, well, it's not man-made......"

Mrs. Fang said, "It's too rough, you can make it clear." In his tone, he couldn't help but have a hint of urgency.

Meng Shuai closed his eyes and said, "It's really ...... In fact, when the master mentioned this bamboo, he said a sentence, if the lady is willing, I will learn it in its original form, and there will be no more. ”

Mrs. Fang restrained her feelings, nodded and said, "Very good, you learn it word by word, don't worry, say it slowly." She let others not be in a hurry, but in her own feelings, the eagerness is overflowing.

Meng Shuai recalled it carefully and said: "You only know that heaven and earth are creatures, and you don't know that heaven, earth and man are one, and the spirits of life are not inferior to heaven and earth. ”

When Mrs. Fang heard this, tears welled up in her eyes and said, "What did you say...... That's right. ”

Meng Shuai explained: "I don't understand, it was the master who said it. Well, he went on to say: 'For example, on top of ten thousand bamboos, in addition to the innate spiritual eye bamboo, there is another kind of bamboo that can be called the king of ten thousand bamboos, that is, the bamboo that is only born in the pure breed of vitality, and the bamboo that is planted with the vitality of the yuan, the yuan bamboo, also known as the heartless bamboo. ”

Mrs. Fang nodded and said, "Well said, that is indeed the King of Ten Thousand Bamboos, and then what?"

Meng Shuai said: "It's gone." ”

Mrs. Fang was stunned for a moment and said, "No, didn't you say anything?"

Meng Shuai said: "Yes, the master said: 'But that's all, he is not a herb, you don't have to deliberately remember it, if you want to learn more about it in the future, you may be able to meet the owner of Yuanzhu when you go to the East." But that was hundreds of years ago, and who knows if there are any descendants now......"

Mrs. Fang was furious and shouted, "Nonsense!"

Meng Shuai was taken aback, and then scolded secretly: Yes, I am also stupid, how can I scold the bald donkey in front of the monk?

Mrs. Fang stretched out her hand, grabbed Meng Shuai's collar, and said, "You kid, when it comes to the critical moment, you say you don't know, and you still say these cool words, are you deliberately tricking me?"

Meng Shuai has seen many people change their faces, but there are few people like Mrs. Fang who have become so violent, but seeing her expression, her eyes are shining, almost out of control, and she almost strangles Meng Shuai to death.

Meng Shuai was put in her hands, and after a few struggles, he couldn't move, he was shaken up and down by her, like shaking the dice, and he felt that the world was spinning, and he was dizzy.

Fang Qingyan hurriedly stepped forward and shouted: "Mother, wake up, there are still people!"

As if awakened by the thunder, Mrs. Fang suddenly stopped her movements and looked at Meng Shuai blankly, as if she saw another person in the distance through Meng Shuai's shadow. After a while, she withdrew from her dazed state, let go of Meng Shuai with a loose finger, sat down on the chair, and said dejectedly: "I'm sorry, I lost my temper." ”

Meng Shuai snorted and said, "Auntie pay attention to your body." Fortunately, he has been in danger many times in the past few days, and he has already practiced the ability to not be alarmed, and after a little adjustment, his face is already full of calm.

Mrs. Fang glanced at Meng Shuai and asked, "Little brother, dare to ask the Venerable Master, which sect is it?"

Meng Shuai said: "I am a disciple of Guimen, my teacher's surname is Shui, and my name is to think about it." He was already very proficient in this set of words.

Mrs. Fang was thoughtful, but she searched for the celebrities she recognized, and she really found nothing, after a while, she sighed helplessly, and the other party said lightly: "Yan'er, this Meng Gongzi is famous, and his future is limitless, you have to get along well." ”

Fang Qingyan was stunned when she heard her mother say such things for the first time.

Meng Shuai was full of taste, and said in his heart: What did you say, because my future is limitless, so I have to get along well? Aren't you snobbish, why don't you teach your son to be good?

After Mrs. Fang said this, she said that she was unwell and went in first.

After Fang Qingyan helped his wife in, he turned out and said, "Okay, it's the first time I've seen my mother like this." At least don't worry about her killing you. ”

Meng Shuai said: "Thank you for the compliment, are you learning martial arts with the theme of bamboo?"

Fang Qingyan nodded slightly, and said, "Do you remember the smoking palm technique I showed you at the beginning? That is the secret smoke and rain breeze palm in my family." ”

Meng Shuai said: "Is it a mastery?"

Fang Qingyan said: "Superior martial arts." It's not for the sake of being outclassed. At that time, I only had that martial arts to support the façade. If I were to show you martial arts now, I would definitely not choose this. ”

Meng Shuai said: "You have missed a good opportunity. At that time, I didn't talk about superior martial arts, and I couldn't do inferior martial arts. Now that I've mastered a myriad of knowledge, you're not enough to see that. ”

Fang Qingyan said: "What kind of mastery? bragging? That's to exercise the lungs, otherwise how can this breath blow for a long time?"

Meng Shuai laughed and said, "You come out with me." ”

Fang Qingyan said: "It's this sentence again, let's go out." He stood up.

The two of them arrived in the courtyard together, and before they could make a move, they heard someone say: "Is Mrs. Fang at home?" (To be continued)