Chapter 72: Night Moon Hut

Leng Yuhu was not afraid, and led the horse away, hoping to find a little light. The sky was cloudy and uncertain, at this time the moon had risen to mid-air, sprinkling the light of the sky, all around was hazy, the road was quite smooth, the trees were luxuriant, Leng Yuhu led the horse for nearly half an hour, and a little light was revealed in front. Leng Yuhu looked at the bright light and walked forward, but it was a big lake, but there was no bright light, there was a path next to the lake, and there were cedar trees on the side, Leng Yuhu walked along this path, and finally a little light appeared in front.

Under the moonlight, I saw that there were three thatched huts by the lake, there was a circle of fences, there was an ancient pine outside the fence, the pine branches were uncorrected, like a dragon circling, there were two cranes among the pine leaves, they were sleeping with their necks shrunk, behind the house was a bamboo forest, behind the bamboo forest was a rolling mountain, a stream flowed down from the mountain, flowing from the right side of the house, and flowing from the fence to the lake.

Leng Yuhu let go of the horse's reins and let it graze. Walking to the fence, the light came out of the window, Leng Yuhu walked around the fence, and found an old man sitting next to the lamp in the window, with white eyebrows and a book in his hand. Leng Yuhu looked at this old man, and his heart was shocked, this old man was the old man who "crossed the river with a reed" during the day, but he didn't know that he met here.

Leng Yuhu knocked lightly on the fence door and said, "Uncle, I am a lost person and want to spend the night here." ”

But when the door of the thatched hut opened, the old man walked out, and Leng Yuhu said: "Uncle, thank you, I went to the county seat, and I got lost when it was dark." ”

The old man walked slowly, opened the firewood door, and said, "This is also twenty miles away from the county seat, so you can stay here for the night." He led Leng Yuhu into the house.

The old man made a cup of tea for Leng Yuhu and said, "You have been walking for a day, let's drink a cup of tea first, so as to warm up your body." ”

Leng Yuhu took a sip as he said, only to feel that it was a little different from the tea he drank in Wudang Mountain, and it had a fragrance of plants and trees. The old man asked, "Have you eaten?"

Leng Yuhu stood up and said, "Not yet?"

The old man said, "You wait, I'll go cook." ”

After a while, the old man had already cooked a meal and brought it up, along with a pot of wine, and the dish was nothing more than mountain delicacies. The old man accompanied Leng Yuhu to drink, this wine was not strong, and there was some faint taste. The old man said: "Home-brewed wine has a light taste. ”

Leng Yuhu said: "Very good." The two of them raised their bowls and took a big sip. Leng Yuhu asked, "Uncle is old this year, why do you live alone in this mountain?"

The old man stroked his white beard and said, "I don't know how old I am, three generations of grandchildren have grown up, and the children and grandchildren can't bear the loneliness in the mountains, so they have moved out of the mountains to live." I was reluctant to leave here, so I stayed alone. ”

Leng Yuhu waited for him to finish speaking, hurriedly stood up, and said, "I really can't see that you are so old, I should call you grandpa." ”

The old man said: "Don't dare to be, don't dare to be." He asked Leng Yuhu again: "Listen to your accent, you are not a local, why are you still busy in the middle of the night?"

Leng Yuhu said: "I studied art in Wudang Mountain, and I traveled outside according to the master's orders, and I wanted to go back to Wudang to see the master, but I missed the place because I was in a hurry." ”

The old man smiled and said, "Then we are destined to meet thousands of miles away." ”

Leng Yuhu respected the old man and drank a bowl of wine and said, "Don't you dare to ask your grandfather's surname?"

The old man said: "The surname is Fu, a famous art farmer, there is a pine tree outside the fence door, which I planted when I was a child, and I named it Cedar." ”

Leng Yuhu said: "Master Fu, I was at the Immortal Ferry, and I saw that Master crossed the Han River on a reed pole, and I admired it very much." ”

Old Man Fu said with a smile: "The Wudang light skills you learned in Wudang, as well as the Liezi Wind Resisting Light Skills, and my reed crossing the river light skills, are actually of the same origin and different currents, no big deal." If you want to learn, I'll teach you. ”

When Leng Yuhu heard this, he hurriedly got up and knelt on the ground, and said, "Thank you Master Fu for your advice!"

Old Man Fu also stood up, pulled him up, and said, "No, no." The old man went into the kitchen, took out an unburned stick from the hearth, went to the hall, wrote four lines and sixteen words on the ground, looked up and asked, "Do you remember?" ”

Leng Yuhu looked at the four lines of rhyming verses on the ground, which had already been firmly remembered in his heart, and said, "I remember." Thank you Master Fu!"

Old Man Fu said: "You and I get together tonight, and it is also fate. What do I have to regret with these sixteen words?"

The two sat down and continued to drink. Leng Yuhu asked, "Master Fu, when I came, I saw you reading at night, but I don't know what book you were reading?"

Old Man Fu got up and walked into the back room, took out the book, and said, "I read "Zhou Yi". ”

Leng Yuhu heard the master say that "Zhou Yi" is an unfathomable ancient book, and it is a strange book that talks about people's good fortune and misfortune, and seeks good fortune and avoids profit. Leng Yuhu took the opportunity to ask Old Man Fu, what will he do in the future? The old man closed his eyes for a long time before he said, "First west, then east." "I won't say it anymore.

Leng Yuhu didn't want to ask any more, and at this time the wine had already been drunk, so he lowered his head to eat. After eating, after a brief wash, Old Man Fu cleaned up a bamboo bed and arranged for Leng Yuhu to lie down. This Leng Yuhu was lying on the bamboo bed, always unable to sleep, thinking about the peculiarity of the old man for a while, he was simply a fairy figure; for a while, he thought of Fang Xiaoli and whether they arrived at their hometown safely? For a while, he thought of the beautiful and elegant Zhao Yulai, and for a while, he thought of the amorous and gentle Ye Mucuilai, and his mind was just cranky, and he only heard the wild rooster in the distance crowing all over again, and Leng Yuhu fell asleep groggily.

When he woke up, the morning light was faint, Leng Yuhu quickly turned over and got up, and found that the old man was not in the house. Then he walked out of the house, the birds chirped, the forest breeze was slow, the grass and trees were fresh, the two cranes on the pine top were nowhere to be seen, and his white horse was still grazing on the hillside. Leng Yuhu walked along the path, walked to the lake, walked along the lakeside path, but saw the old man practicing boxing, but it was not like boxing, only like a dance, and then looked closely, the two cranes jumped and danced on the side, the old man was imitating the crane in the dance, dancing gracefully, light and wanting to lift. Leng Yuhu felt strange, so he walked closer, and the old man saw it, laughed, and said, "You got up, did you sleep well last night?"

Leng Yuhu agreed, his eyes only looked at the two cranes, and the old man said: "These two birds, after raising them for a long time, have become human, and they can't drive them away." When you wake up in the morning, dance with them and move your waist. ”

The two walked back, and the crane was really tame, followed behind, and walked into the courtyard. The old man made breakfast, the two ate, and Leng Yuhu had no reason to stay, so he had to leave.

Leng Yu** Ma left, turned around, the old man looked into the distance with a cane, his snow-white beard fluttering, and the two cranes walked outside the fence courtyard, with a calm and leisurely posture. Later, Leng Yuhu told Xu Wentao about this night's adventure, and Xu Wentao was the scribe who was a guest at Sweeping Leaves Villa. Xu Wentao felt the strangeness of Leng Yuhu's encounter and wrote a poem, which is recorded as follows:

Traveling all over the cloud peak does not count the years, and the thatched hermitage lives in the dust.

The surrounding walls are broken and repaired, and the three-path fence is sparsely inserted and thorny.

Danzao fire is bright winter night moon, and the smoke of the medicine stove is extinguished and the frost is in the sky.

Here is a place where the machine is forgotten, and the cold pine cranes sleep by themselves.

Leng Yuhu rode his horse and ran out of the mountain, but saw a river on his left hand, the river was very wide, the water was very fast, and he could not cross the river, so he had to ride south along the mountain road by the river, and saw a group of white sheep on the hillside on his right hand from a distance. Leng Yuhu struck his horse forward, walked closer, and looked at the group of white sheep, but where were the white sheep? They were all white stones on the hillside, haunting the grass. Leng Yuhu smiled unconsciously, at this time, Gucheng County was already in sight.

Leng Yuhu hurriedly whipped up, came to the county seat, found a teahouse and sat down on the side of the middle wharf street by the river, one to rest, and the other to Wudang Mountain, by the way, to inquire about the news of Junxian County.

Leng Yuhu sat in the teahouse and drank tea, looking at a river below the street, churning and surging southward.