Five years later, Maoshan.

In summer, the cool breeze on Sanmao Peak is blowing, the shadows of the trees are swaying, and the afternoon mountain breeze is wrapped in the cicadas and echoes in the forest, like butterflies flying around for a moment and refusing to stop.

The trail under the forest, inaccessible, quiet to the extreme, at the end of the trail, is an octagonal pavilion, green tile red column, dragon's spine cornice, if people are condescending, look down from the pavilion, you can see several palaces of Maoshan school Huayang view such as pearls in the sea, located at the bottom of the mountain.

After the battle of Leishan a few years ago, Liu Laodao returned to Maoshan with a stone, sacrificed Nanjiyun, and made up his mind to revitalize the sect. Sanqing Palace, although it is not as good as the weather of Chaotian Palace, but finally it is no longer as shabby as the three thatched huts, and a few wings have been added in the back hall, the red bricks in the Taoist temple are paved, the gray tile covers the roof, the statue of the god on the main hall is molded with a golden body, inlaid with agate, the brilliance is shining, and there is a prosperous image for a while.

Because the temple is magnificent, the incense of Huayang Temple has been very lively very quickly, but the good times are not long, because he offended Liu Yuanwai of Jurong City before, this Liu Yuanwai and the successive Zhixian friendship, he pampered Zhixian County to build a canal under Maoshan Mountain, leading the water of Jurong River to flow through, blocking the road to the mountain, so the incense in the view soon returned to the past sparse, although Liu Laodao was thrifty, but still could not meet the expenses in the palace, especially due to the lack of manpower, but also invited a few men from the bottom of the mountain to do miscellaneous labor, the incense money is not enough to make ends meet, and it is even more thin。 Liu Laodao originally wanted to accept a few more apprentices, but there was no suitable candidate for a while, so he had no choice but to start taking stones and sixteen down the mountain to make up for daily use.

In the past few years, in addition to helping his master and younger brother with daily chores in the view, Shi meditated and enlightened in the morning and evening, and secretly pondered the "Seven Notes on the Clouds" taught to him by Shi Bo Nan Jiyun whenever he had free time Although there are only seven simple proverbs, but the mystery is endless, it is always difficult to understand, every night in the dead of night, the stone to the moon meditates, follow the long live toad taught him the method of guidance, the moonlight in the emperor slurry into the body, while thinking about the proverb sentence by sentence, helpless can only look at the moon and sigh, in vain. How did he know that what the Long Live Toad taught him was the foundation of ghost cultivation, once he succeeded, he would have a demon pill to protect his body, and he would also help the mana of the Daomen, and those seven proverbs were the essence of the lifelong enlightenment of the ancestors of the past generations, and they also passed the Buddha's path, how could it be so easy to figure out?

One day, Liu Laodao wanted to take the stone down the mountain to do things, but the stone twisted and refused, and refused to go down the mountain, Liu Laodao didn't know what to do, thinking that the stone was lazy, and there seemed to be displeasure on his face, and said: "Stone apprentice, why don't you want to go down the mountain with the teacher, isn't it your life's wish to help the world?"

In front of the door of the hall, Shi lowered his head, hiding behind his junior brother You Sixteen, still like a child, and said in a low voice: "Master, it's not that I'm lazy, yes, it's those female donors at the bottom of the mountain who always laugh at me when they see me, and there are people around me who don't go, it's really embarrassing." ”

When the junior brother sixteen heard it, he was used to traveling in the rivers and lakes, and he had rich experience, and he knew that the stone was at the age of Sichun, and said to the master: "Master, this is not to blame the senior brother, you see that the senior brother looks like this talent, no wonder those light and thin women want to tease the senior brother." ”

When Shi heard his junior brother's words, he reproached: "Senior brother, don't-don't talk nonsense!"

Liu Laodao saw this scene, only to think of the first few times to bring the stone down the mountain, indeed encountered a few times by the woman teasing and entangled, he saw that the stone in front of him was wearing a clean coarse sermon robe, the body was already much taller than himself, although the face was not very handsome, but the seemingly wooden expression revealed a kind of beauty, it was difficult to find in the crowd, and his heart turned warm, only then did he realize that the hairy boy who used to revolve around him every day had grown up, and he was no longer the little Taoist boy who was full of snot yesterday, so he smiled: " I blame you for the teacher's mistake, and in this case, you stay on the mountain, and I and Sixteen will go down the mountain. ”

Sixteen Ying agreed, picked up the supplies that had been prepared, and followed the master down the mountain, before leaving, he didn't forget to turn around and make a grimace at the senior brother, and the stone glared at the senior brother angrily, which was regarded as a return salute.

Idle, the stone closed the door of the palace, explained a few words to the miscellaneous servants, and then went up the back mountain, thinking of a glimpse of the mountain scenery on Sanmao Peak, and in addition to cooling off, he could also take this opportunity to clear his cultivation spirit.

The mountain trail, since there is no hustle and bustle of the world, only the murmuring stream, the song of the deer, the forest birds flying on the branches, the hares running in the grass, the white clouds with the breeze, the flowing water falling red.

Summer is full of wild fun, and there is a unique scenery.

The stone along the barren grass path, all the way to the hill pavilion, looking at the beautiful scenery in the mountain, I can't help but think, this lonely mountain, there should be no one else, at this time I don't know where the girl with red shoes is, a few years of time have passed, there is no news of her, what is she experiencing, what is she thinking?

When he thought of her, Shishi's heart was stunned, he somehow wanted to see her again, her smile made him feel warm, but he knew how far the distance between them was, he sighed, looked blankly at the white clouds through the forest, and casually chanted a few words that he heard Nuwa sing in the spiritual root of heaven and earth:

Dancing waist floating blue clouds.

On the twelfth floor, the double color phoenix,

It's hard to meet, the mountains and rivers are heavy,

Look at the peach blossoms falling,

Tears and ink books become no return!

Shi thought of Nuwa Niangniang from the poem, and he didn't know what happened to Nuwa Niangniang now? What she said that day was so mysterious, Shi Shi could not understand it, but he could only slightly understand her loneliness, and after thinking about it, he retracted his gaze helplessly, and suddenly a cheer came from the top of the mountain: "Good poem, good poem!" The voice was loud and drifted into the morning breeze.

Shi Shi was puzzled, and hurriedly followed the sound upward, turned a few bushes, and sure enough, he saw a white-robed scholar sitting under the pavilion, with only a wooden plate in front of him, a pot of wine, two wine glasses, and a plate of vegetarian dishes.

Drink to the wind, deep in the mountains, there are people with such Yaxing!!

The stone hurriedly stepped forward, looking at the Xiushi, with sparse eyebrows and broad eyes, his face was like a lotus, his eyes were bright, his nose and mouth were free of disaster lines, he was wearing a plain white woven gold round collar robe, wearing a white jade crown on his head, a vegetable jade belt was tied around his waist, and a purple lotus jade pendant was hanging from the tassels, and the stone was somewhat familiar, as if he had seen it somewhere.

The man raised his glass and drank alone, his heart was in the clouds, and when he saw the stone coming, he didn't look back, and said with a slight smile: "Little Master Shi, since you have come here, why don't you come and have a drink?"