When Dan returned to the attic, he saw two little ones whispering. He put the bamboo slip on the table, poured himself a bowl of tea, and asked, "Is the itinerary arranged?"

Yangziju turned around and said, "It's arranged, I'll leave tomorrow, but I'll go to two Taoist temples along the way." ”

"Daoguan?" Dan was a little puzzled.

Yangziju snorted and explained to him. The expatriate deacons of the two Taoist temples were originally the elders in the mountain gate, the old people, according to the generations of the Xi generation, they had taught Taoism when Xi was a teenager, and were appointed by Xi to maintain the power of Taoism during the Zhongzong period, and with decades of efforts, they retained the right to speak in Jizhou to a certain extent. This time, when they enter Beijing, they will go out of Yizhou in the east, pass through Jizhou in the north, and arrive at Tianjing City on the edge of Jizhou, and go straight to Ruizong. With their footsteps, it would take about ten days for a Taoist carriage to arrive. It's no wonder that Yangziju proposed, more than ten days away, get some moths, no matter how slow it is, you can't delay the trip.

Dan felt that something was missing, and asked, "Where is the paper crane?"

Yangziju shook his head and continued: "That's the Taoist technique, created by the previous generation of masters. Senior brother, don't you know?"

Dan shook his head, Yangzi felt strange, but he didn't ask much, and explained: "The paper crane is spiritual, rather than being called a paper crane, it is better to say that it is a carrier. The master sent it into a paper crane, and the paper crane came to life, no different from the ordinary. But after all, it is a spiritual power that belongs to the master's body, and after the master retreats, it naturally falls into a deep sleep. ”

Dan pondered for a moment, and felt that the ancestor was really a talent. The Taoist sect communicates with heaven and earth, and is baptized by heaven and earth, and the ancestor uses this to absorb the aura, so that the aura transforms, and has a simple spiritual wisdom, as if separating a trace of divine thought for driving, which greatly solves some problems of communication. He was a little enthusiastic and asked, "How do you practice, I'll try it and see if I can ride a crane." ”

The air was a little frozen, and even Meng Yu, who didn't care about the world and only cared about reading, raised his head.

"Yes······ What's the problem?"

The two forced a smile, got up and bowed and left, and bowed to each other as they left.

"Senior brother, I'm going to prepare for tomorrow's send-off. ”

"I'm bothering my brother, I'll go pack my clothes. ”

"Then Senior Sister should rest early. ”

"Well, junior brother has a good dream. ”

Dan held the tea for the first time and had the urge to drop the bowl.

After the two left, he drank tea slowly, and saw that the sky was getting darker and the stars began to shine. The attic was discolored, and only the bamboo slips on the table and the swaying waves in the bowl could be faintly seen. He raised his hand, and an oil lamp lit up the fire, illuminating the attic all around. Dan touched a palm-sized object from his arms, it was a paper crane. There was a very strange emotion floating in his heart, he put it on the table, smoothed it out, but the paper mouth was still tugged on his head, and his wings were stained with mud and could not be wiped off.

In the lights, one big and one small stared.

After a long time, he blew off the lamp and walked to the inner room.

Paper cranes, green bamboo slips, and tea bowls are placed together, and there is nothing abrupt. The moonlight paved the ground, and the bamboo slips glowed faintly, and it seemed that the mouth of the paper crane was not very crooked.

It's like someone helped me up.

"Father-in-law Kobayashi is dead. The middle-aged man in front of the case sighed.

For the first time, his hand reached over there.

— and then cut off.

Who is it?

Outside? or inside?

"If I can't get the information about the trip before I leave Yizhou, the person in charge will sacrifice his life for the country. ”

A modest carriage was pulled to the gate of the mountain, and the horses arose in the morning with a great deal of forage, probably holding on, and a little listless, and the horses' hooves tread on the stone slabs one by one. This made Dan a little worried, he frowned, thinking about whether he should let Yangziju change to a good horse, at least to complete these tens of thousands of miles.

Meng Yu was already sitting in the carriage, she came with two black circles under her eyes, and the smooth green silk was messy like a pile of chicken feathers, standing beside him and yawning, and the horses followed suit, one bigger than the other. Dan couldn't stop seeing this yawn, and felt that a girl was really indecent, and the image of the second senior sister of Daomen was about to be lost, so he hurriedly beckoned her into the carriage to rest. At this time, he was obediently curled up in the corner of the carriage, with his legs folded, his head resting on his knees and napping.

There were some people around the carriage, and they were a little excited to see Dan coming over. Most of them were inner elders and outer deacons, and they all asked for warmth. An older man bowed and said, "Don't worry, you can hand over to us guys in the mountain gate." This time I entered Beijing, just re-display the prestige of my Taoism. ”

Yang Ziju added next to him: "After we leave, the mountain gate will be closed directly, and the elders of this sect will take charge of affairs, and the outer gate will also stop recruiting disciples. The whole green hill will become a bucket of water, and it will not leak. ”

Dan didn't understand, he looked around, the white clothes fluttering in the crowd, and his eyes were firm.

What is the Tao?

The Tao is inaction, it is the water drops and stones piercing, it is the clouds rolling on the mountain streams, and it is the spring wind that makes the dilapidated lake pull out green shadows.

Spring is coming, will summer be far away?

Dan was about to leave before he saw the lotus.

He was a little lost.

So he walked out, and the young man beside him didn't know why, and he also left.

On the carriage, Meng Yu had already woken up, looking at her senior brother in the corner of the carriage, she was a little worried about his state.

Dan shook his head and replied, "I'm a little unhappy." ”

Meng Yu did not speak.

"I'll have to think of a name. He said word by word.

Meng Yu's eyes blinked, as if he was smiling.

Outside the car, Yangziju leaned on the railing, pulled a grass in his mouth, shook his hand, kicked the horse, and shouted: "Enter Beijing!"

A group of white-clothed boys and girls in the back screamed, and the old guys just smiled and watched the young people make trouble.

The cries of the teenagers and the angry cries of the horses echoed between the mountain gates, the wheels crunched on the stone slabs, the carriage was far away, but the hearts of the people were not dispersed, and several deacons had to put out the rules of the mountain gate to guard the boys and girls back to the mountain. Only the powerful old men were left, and they all looked at the one in front, who was the old man who had talked to Dan before. In the middle of the field, the young man wore an iron sword on his waist, and the old man did not carry a sword, only he hung a wooden sword with a red rope tied to his hand. He smiled and looked out of the mountain, as if thinking of something beautiful, and his eyes were full of tenderness.

"It's good to be young. ”