Is the wind for Lee?

Remembering the old heart is the almanac.

When will you make koji and let yourself go?

And the taste peaks before the taste is not clear.

The old Li Guoren had already treated the young man well, and his body was as light as a swallow flying around, and then he saw the cicadas of the mountain stream coming more and more lonely, and then tiptoed away, missing the Chen of the Fa Peak, but he didn't dare to look for it again, hoping to meet next time.

Only the sound of the birds came to his cochlea, and the bamboo weaving fell, and a young girl released a needle and thread and landed at his hand, which happened to be pulled by him, and landed on her round palm, and said, "Your needle and thread." ”

The woman's face was delicate, she pinched a hairpin and inserted it into the end of her curly hair, and said politely: "Thank you, son, I don't know where you come from, where are you going?"

Li Shuishan said: "Come from the Tibetan Peak below, play at will." ”

The woman smiled: "My name is Little White Fish." It's hard to resist the hospitality, and every day I will sit in the washing place, look at the birds and roar, catch a hundred flowers alive, and give them to the man I noticed, do you want it?"

Li Shuishan nodded happily, "Accept it gladly." ”

The woman handed it to him, it was a flower made of bamboo, the whole was not the size of the palm of the spread out, the stamen was a plucked green, yellow and white three-color flower line, there was a needle around the groping piercing, and the petals around it were bamboo leaves, you can see the ingenuity of the person who made it, and gently handed it to him.

"The flowers are native and the bamboo is what I brought from the mountains. ”

"On the mountain?" Li Shuishan asked.

"That's right. Where to look up. ”

Li Shuishan scratched his head and stared at her, she was a little embarrassed to look at her, "What does the top of Taibei Mountain look like?"

The woman motioned for him to sit down, holding another flower in her hand, weaving.

"There are a lot of interesting places on Taibei Mountain, such as peaks and peaks, ink drawings, and a bottle. I have long been tired of playing, and my favorite is this forgetful bird, and the melancholy woman is still thinking about what is in the heavens, and where shall I go?"

Li Shuishan also thought about this idea, and said with a wry smile: "Then how can you run down and have fun at will?"

The woman spread out her palm, and a petal floated out, "I am a spiritual creature, not bound by heaven and earth." And I don't belong to Taibei Mountain. I don't have anyone stopping me wherever I want to go, but I like it here. ”

Li Shuishan said: "Mm-hmm. ”

"I have seen two spirits, trees. But a big monstrous, a heart is quite human, I am full of emotion. One has been called away, and one does not know if he will meet me again. ”

The woman got up and tied a flower, and let it fly in the mountain stream, laughing and talking.

"The tree spirits have a strong law, it doesn't matter where they are born, they must go back to their ancestral land when they die, but their ancestral land is an abyss, a place where there are no people. If you find that you have a similar experience to the Terrans, you will be drawn from the power of the annual rings, smelt the rain flowers, and be absorbed by other tree tribes. Their souls will spin in the aura and lose themselves. The most terrifying thing is their devouring law, the descendants of the ancestors, out of the ancestral land, if they do not belong to their own lineage, they will directly kill and devour. ”

"The older the spirit, the best nourishment, which can keep the ancestors who have already fallen into the abyss to prolong their lives, and can urgently get the opportunity to compete for luck. The stronger the ancestor, the more their spirit clan would not let him die, and he changed his body to continue to survive, in order to continue the spirit number clan. ”

Li Shuishan said bitterly: "Then you turn into a human form, do you need any opportunity?"

The woman smiled, "Yes." Whether it is a tree spirit, a flower spirit, or even a demon spirit, these suitable human beings need to find their own human body. I have seen the innocent face of a woman, wearing a green coat and carrying a box, with long catkins and long hair, walking gracefully, and I love her. And on this basis, after experiencing the weathering of the sun and the moon, he has become one person for a hundred years. ”

Li Shuishan said bitterly: "What you have experienced is no less than the decay of sleeping in the open air, which is also due to chance." ”

The woman said, "No." At this point, I don't believe in chance, but I feel that it is a drag, pulling me into the abyss, I can't see the edge, I can't see myself. Without that leisurely pleasure, there are no Luyi mountains, wind silkworms and pipa exotic green, I don't know my way home, lost in this gorgeous world. But the more I have seen, the more distressed I am. ”

Li Shuishan asked again, "What are you worried about?"

The woman said, "You say, why do you Terrans need war?"

Why do so many young girls sit in the middle of a beautiful show, sharpen ink and write, and draw flowers and birds? Why do they need the narration of first-class sealers and villains? Aren't they also a life sitting in the world? How can there be a distinction between glory and wealth and poverty and humiliation, this is a bit too harsh? Besides, how can I see such a tight-chested person lifting a big knife and slashing at a man's neck, he is an extremely honest and dutiful person!"

Li Shuishan pondered: "You also want to say what you say." ”

"There's an answer to everything, though. ”

The woman pinched another bamboo flower and placed it in front of her.

"Wait for the flowers to be good, and the people to be good, and I'll be good. I hope that every man I send flowers to can live happily. ”

Li Shuishan smiled bitterly and nodded.

The flower bird turned its head and pointed it on her nose, as if to thank him, then picked up a bamboo flower and put it on his wings, and said childishly: "I am afraid that I will have to wait a long time to see you again." This flower, I'll hook it with you, even if I'll give you a meeting gift next time. ”

Smile silly.

Li Shui showed his feelings, and then looked at the sky, as if he remembered something.

The woman asked, "If we meet next time, you can tell me the answer." The bamboo flowers in your hand can be regarded as a gift from me to you. ”

Li Shuishan replied with a smile: "Pull Gou." ”

The woman stretched out her little finger and put it in front of him, Li Shuishan hesitated for a long time, raised his right hand stiffly, stretched out his little finger, buckled it on, looked at the woman with a smile on her face, and saw her some silent years, which made a lot of associations.

"Lagougou, a hundred years, a thousand years unchanged. ”

"First hook, see you. ”

"The second hook, send you. ”

"Third hook, I wish you. ”

......

"The ninth hook, unchanged. ”

Li Shuishan smiled: "No change." ”

The woman rose into the air, the flowers and birds behind hissed, and sent her away, Li Shuishan took the flowers into his sleeves, then raised his legs and flew to Jianfeng.

From time to time, the mountain stream rose up a baptism of clouds and mist, and finally shrunk his eyes, and saw a naked woman flying in the sky, and a few men in white shirts, standing in front of the stones to accuse the boy from the rear, but a curved light sword in his hand provoked great luck, and shouted: "Kyushu San, there is a half-blind old man on the sixth floor, chanting a candle dinner? Now here? Still wearing gold armor?"

The boy responded, "Exactly." ”

Gradually, a sonorous and powerful man came.

This person Li Shuishan has never seen before, wearing gold armor, with a green skin and red cloth lingering behind him, wrapped around his arm, his eyes are solemn, and he is murderous, and he said in his mouth: "What is the purpose of letting you come down the mountain? My peaks have nothing to do with you since ancient times. ”

One of the men in white shirts, with thin eyebrows, grinned, "I was ordered to come here, not to compete for a touch of half a point of the peak, but to get the sword intent of the tip of the sword." If you are not satisfied, I can exchange a boat of deerskins on the mountain with you, and if you are not satisfied, I will give you an extra woman with a nose to be your wife and concubine. ”

The woman showed a shy face on the side, lying on her face with a thin gauze around her sleeves, and her eyes were slanted, as if she had great expressiveness in her heart, but when she came to the follow-up no one's land, she would dance in the wind, and give a satisfactory answer.

The golden-armored man snorted and said loudly: "Are all the people on the mountain so shameless? Vulgar people, no matter how good they are in cultivation, only come from the spring on the mountain, but they can never grasp the power of the end. I don't know, how did you come to this point in your cultivation? I am nostalgic for the old, and I will speak so politely to you when I see the face of your master, otherwise, I will hack you to death here with a sword. ”

The man in the white shirt smiled, clenched his fists and said, "Seniors are not thinking about it?"

The gold-armored man turned to leave, not saying a word.

The child turned into a car, and he fell generously.

The man in the white shirt thought about the white-haired old man who was under the sword ring, and sat down beside him quickly, raising his hand and taking out a wine jug and two wine cups from under his wrist.

The wine cup was white, gray and silver, and the wine pot was not big enough to hold two taels of wine, enough to warm the wine and enjoy the guests, but with the shadow of his white shirt shifting, he saw it

It's not wine, it's a green hill, and the small green bridge exposed on the lake is enough to cover the mountains and rivers above.

He poured out Huang Yi's wine, bubbled up, handed it to the white-haired old man, and said softly: "Senior Sword Guard, can you have a drink with your face?"

The white-haired old man's eyes, which were originally closed and resting, opened his eyes, showed a trace of rejection at him, and said unhurriedly: "The people of the Golden Dragon Dao are helpless to you, you still have enough to enjoy the scenery and go back, it's not interesting to save yourself." And as a sword keeper, my duty is to protect the tip of the sword, don't you make it difficult for me? We are all nostalgic for the old and your master, otherwise you will have a clever mouth and detain you here. ”

The man in the white shirt sighed, poured the outstretched wine cup into his mouth, and put away the wine jug and wine cup with a flick of his wrist. After hesitating for a long time, Bai Junma, who came from the air horseshoe, stopped in front of him and said to the woman: "Let's go, let's go back." ”

Several men followed.

The white-haired old man, who was just about to take a break, smiled and said, "Come out, they're gone." ”

Li Shuishan flew over embarrassedly, landed in front of the white-haired old man, spread out the blue robe on his body, and the many small sword lights around him reached the palm of his hand, hovered and kissed his palm, and said with a wry smile: "I have never known the predecessor of the sword keeper, what is the name of what I saw?"

The white-haired old man looked at Li Shuishan, who was temporarily white-skinned, and then looked at his whole body, "My Taoist name is Daoming, and my real name is Xiaoshan Huai." ”

When Li Shuishan heard this, he nodded, "Xiaoshan Huai, a good name, full of charm." ”

"There is a mountain behind my house, there are many rocks on the mountain, there is no grass and trees, and even when it rains heavily, stones will roll down and smash houses. My father and mother did not give birth for a long time, until one night I dreamed of a locust tree, the pale yellow flowers wrapped a child, showing a childish smile, and the next day they sat on the mountain, and planted a locust tree in the same place as the place in the dream. I thought that the locust tree would not survive, but it actually grew young shoots until it blossomed, and that night, I was born, and the locust tree was split in half by lightning.

When I was growing up, I smiled at the locust tree every day, watching it sprout its fine teeth day by day, until a heavy rain took away all the life, and the dead wood was never reborn, and my parents called me laughing locust. ”

Li Shuishan exclaimed, "It turns out that there is such a relationship. ”

Xiaoshan Huai threw out a wine bowl, took out a pot from his sleeve for a long time, and the fragrance came out, "Come here, drink with me." Today, there are Jinjia Dao people visiting Dao Knock here, so they are embarrassed to enter and disturb them. I see that your meridians are purified, and your white face and mouth are a little unconventional. However, Zhiyun is not enough to be in the Dao, I'm afraid that there are some constraints on cultivation!"

Li Shuishan didn't deny it, nodded, and said, "I still can't escape the eyes of my predecessors, I see it right." ”

Xiaoshanhuai filled the wine bowl in front of him, and poured half a bowl himself, found that the wine pot was empty, sighed, evened each other, raised the wine bowl, and said, "Take a sip and then say." ”

Li Shuishan also picked up the wine bowl and collided with each other, grunted down, and finally left less than two mouthfuls, wiped off the wine foam under his mouth, and said thoughtfully: "Look at your sleeves empty, you are actually empty inside and outside; calm temperament, lack of impulsive tempering; both eyes are bright, but the confidence is insufficient." It seems that there are three ripples, but when they run through, it is that the cultivation is not up to the level, and the spiritual charm is insufficient. ”

"With the drive of an old madman, I can definitely take you to impose a comprehension and let you understand it carefully, but when your roots are not good, how can you find a breakthrough point in cultivation?"

"Is it the reason for Lingyun?" asked Li Shuishan.

"No, no, no, about the innate concept of Lingyun, in fact, it can also be obtained, the main thing is your own thinking, talent. ”

"Talented?"

Li Shuishan fell into contemplation, thinking that he had a small Taoist heart that was about to be completed, and it might be a matter of choice to come to this point, could he not be suitable for the path of cultivation, but as Fashan said, he wanted to return to the mortal world, like a young man who smells his nose and admires flowers?

Xiaoshanhuai smiled bitterly: "I can't call you anymore, you need to figure it out yourself." When you understand how to go, you can know. ”

Li Shuishan drank the wine in the bowl, thanked Xiaoshan Huai, and when he left, he heard it: "Smell the Tao, it's okay to die." But when the wine was drunk, the people also spoke. Just like the pedestrians on the road, your master's love for you is right, and what I say to you is true. As for what's fake? ”

The sword light in the palm of his hand flew back to the sword ring, soaring up, and Xiao Shanhuai kept smiling.