Chapter 7: Wind Tomb
Fengling and Tongguan, two ancient ferries that have stood for thousands of years, facing each other across the Yellow River?
There is a wind tomb here, which is said to be the mausoleum of the Yellow Emperor's era after the wind. At the same time, it is also the place where the Yellow Emperor invented the compass to defeat Chi You. After the death of the Wind Queen, the Yellow Emperor buried him in the place where he fought, which is called the Wind Tomb.
There's a lot of stories to tell...... Heartless Valley, Heartless People, Heartless Fengling, the most distressing!
As the sun rises on the clubhead, the sun gradually shines obliquely...... Apparently noon has passed?
I saw that under the big sun, an old man and a young man, a man and a woman, one in front of one and one behind, were walking in the dust of this ancient road...... Before sunset, the town ahead is where the two of them are going to rest tonight.
Aya is the daughter of the shopkeeper of the Xu Ji Inn on the edge of the Yellow River in front of the Yellow River and in the ancient town of Fengling. Xu Hongyan is her real name, and Aya'er is her milk name.
The girl is twenty-eight years old...... Sixteen years old, dressed in red silk, beautiful as a flower, is the innkeeper, the pearl of tailor Xu, she grew up here from childhood to adulthood......
The owner of the inn is called "Xu Tailor", yes, you really heard it right, he used to be a tailor, and then he was forced to make a living, changed careers and became a cook, and then later, he simply settled his home in this ancient town by the Yellow River, and opened this inn.
The red silk Rosa plain dress on Aya's body is from the craftsmanship of tailor Xu. He is also proficient in a variety of cooking skills...... As the saying goes, "If there is a father, there must be a daughter?" ”
Aya ...... Since he was a child, he has been ingenious, so he has perfectly inherited his father's various crafts...... Whenever she cuts and sews clothes, people in the neighborhood will come to buy them, and the scene is so hot that it is in short supply.
At the same time, she will also cook a variety of delicacies, among which the "Yellow River carp" is Aya's specialty dish, which is famous far and wide.
"Aya'er, do you think the sun is about to set? There are no guests today, so let's close early...... For my father, I made you another set of red silk and rosa plain dresses, take the time to go back to your room and change into it, and let me take a look when you come out, and see if there are any things that need to be improved......"
Tailor Xu stood at the counter, turned his head to look at the figure who was still busy in the kitchen, and said lightly.
"Well, got it, Daddy...... There is also a carp that will come out of the pot soon, and Aunt Zhang next door is making a full moon wine for her grandson? The guests from her place are going to eat our "Yellow River Carp" by name, and I will bring it to her......
The silver bell-like voice, as soon as she landed, I saw a girl in red, with a kitchen towel on her head, wearing a floral apron, and holding the sweet and sour "Yellow River Big Carp" with fragrant aroma and attractive color on the plate with one hand.
Inadvertently, I saw her turn around beautifully gently, and during the rotation, an invisible aura suddenly rose, and the long-hanging kitchen curtain was opened...... Let his whole body, like a hibiscus in water, quietly slide out.
"Daddy, don't panic, Aya'er, go and go back to ......" said that, he disappeared in a flash.
When she came back from Aunt Zhang's house next door, Tailor Xu had already started to turn on the lamp and clean up......
Seeing this, Aya hurriedly ran over, snatched Tailor Xu's broom, and said with a strange face: "Daddy, your back injury has not fully recovered, and you are still coughing up blood this morning. But you just don't listen, remember, in the future, you can leave these trivial things to me to do...... If you don't listen to Aya'er again, then I won't pay attention to you anymore? ”
After speaking, she pouted, turned around, and then, with another kick, instantly lifted all the long wooden benches in the inn on the table.
After doing all this, she stretched out her palm again, pointed to the broom in the corner, and said, "Come"...... So the broom rose and fell firmly into her hands. ”
"Hehe, use this as a sword...... Why not? ”
Aya held a broom in her hand, and after dancing her body, it was followed by a dazzling operation?
I remember that the poet Du Fu in the Tang Dynasty once described the sword dance: "In the past, there was a beautiful woman Gongsun, and a sword dance moved in all directions. The spectators are depressed like mountains, and the heavens and the earth are low for a long time. Huo Ruyi shot nine sunsets, like a group of emperors and dragons. Come like thunder to restrain anger, and let it be like the river and sea condensing the light. It is said that the wild cursive script of the grass saint Zhang Xu was inspired by her sword dance.
Aya, what a delicate little chef, dancing the handsome "curvaceous sword" is really good. Compared with the Gongsun family described by the above poem Saint Du Fu, "it is still more than that".
I saw the broom in her hand, occasionally like a dragonfly dotting water, occasionally like a vientiane update, one moment swallowing mountains and rivers as fierce as a tiger, and one moment March peach blossoms are ashamed.
The girl in the sword dance, at this time, is dressed in red and snowy, with long hair like ink, and a faint elegance between her eyebrows. Obviously, her swordsmanship has become superb, like flowing water, flowing naturally.
As the sword momentum was gradually retracted, in an instant, the entire inn was cleaned by her, and even those door panels were swept away by the sword qi emitted by her broom.
"Aya'er, it seems that your cultivation has improved a lot?" The tailor still said lightly, but there was a little relief in his eyes.
"Alas, more than ten years have passed, and I don't know, are they okay?" The slightly haggard man muttered to himself from time to time.
He seems to have too much on his mind...... As a result, the ray of joy in his eyes just now was suddenly flashed away by an inexplicable anxiety in his heart.
At this moment, he looked a little gloomy......
People in this town, no one knows what he went through? No one knows the origin of their father and daughter...... Everyone only knows that the Yellow River was diverted that year, and after the flood receded, he carried the little girl in swaddling clothes, and the two appeared at the same time, Fengling Town, next to the thousand-year-old Fengling Ferry.
In the days that followed, the man was first a tailor, then a cook, and then the innkeeper...... As for whether it is the so-called "immortal cultivation master", after all, everyone has never seen the father and daughter really make a move?
It was only in the dead of night that they occasionally heard the sad sound of the piano in the inn, and the beautiful figure under the moon, looking at the red candles through the screen window and swaying.
Tonight, the crescent moon is rising...... The willows are like the wind.
The town next to the ancient ferry, the quiet bluestone streets, also seem extraordinarily empty? The figure that suddenly appeared, at this moment, was stepping on the moonlight, looking for the sound of the piano, and quietly walked to the door of the inn.
Inside the door, the red candle shed tears, and the piano sounded tactfully...... In the dream, there was a song of "funeral flowers", and I could only hear the people outside the door, and they burst into tears.
At this time, Aya was wearing red silk and a Rosa plain skirt, like a fairy Chang'e, dancing in the wind in the swaying of red candles, like snow like a dream...... It was the man who stroked the qin, the "medicine jar", the tailor Xu.
And the tune in his hand is exactly what the world will remember a few years later, the heart-wrenching song is just like the "Funeral Flower Yin" in the dream of the Red Mansion.
Who is he? Why is it here? What did he go through? What is the relationship between that little girl and him? And outside the door, the person who just burst into tears, who could it be?
"Bang Bang Bang ......"
As three knocks sounded, there seemed to be an anxious voice of a middle-aged woman outside the door?
"Shopkeeper, I'm tired of opening the door, there are guests from afar, it's getting late, you need to stay, please make it convenient?"
The woman outside the door, with a loud voice, pointed inward at the crack in the door, and there was a burst of yelling.
"Godmother, I heard movement inside just now, it can't be that there is no one, how can there be a reason for a businessman to close so early? You work, dodge, let me knock, I don't believe in evil, I really can't open the door? ”
I saw a slightly young man's voice, saying persistently.
"Aya'er, there is someone outside the door, could it be that she is here......"
The tailor in the room looked at the door, pressed the strings with both hands, and then stopped playing.
The beautiful sound of the piano, the moment it came to an abrupt end?
Aya, who was dancing, suddenly spun around, and at the same time turned and slid sideways...... In an instant, he tied a scattered red silk behind him.
Gathered together, there is also the skirt that has been unfolded like the lotus flower just now.
Seeing her, she first straightened her posture and glanced at her father in the distance, and then looked at the door curiously......
After a while?
With a creak, the door was opened again, and by the light of the moon, she saw him...... She saw him too...... The moment the four of them looked at each other, everyone was stunned?
First of all, the hornet, the girl Aya who was opened the door, who looked like a fairy in the moon, was directly stunned?
For a while, I was stunned and didn't know what to do......
He only felt a burst of heat on his face, and in an instant, two fiery clouds rose, and after a burst of heartbeat, his face suddenly rose and flushed.
Look at the Aya girl again?
It seems that he was also fascinated by the hornet's appearance of a young man, but he walked in the dust, and was instantly fascinated?
So, she stopped talking, and then lowered her head shyly...... Naturally, it has become a helpless look?