The alley is quiet, surrounded by trees, and the heat outside is unbearable, but when you walk in, you feel refreshed and at peace.

At the end of the alley, a Taoist temple is there, and on the horizontal plaque of the outer courtyard door, the word "floating mountain" is written in hand.

"Chen Gongzi, please come in!"

The old host Fusheng Taoist priest said, making a "please" gesture.

"The Taoist is polite. ”

Entering the yard, see that there is a osmanthus planted inside, the pavilion is like a cover, and there is a cluster of bamboos in the corner of the wall, which is verdant and dripping, and the growth is gratifying.

It doesn't look like a Taoist temple, but a hermit's dwelling.

Walk through the front yard, enter the view, in the middle of the hall, put a statue of Sanqing Daojun, a table in front of the statue, there are fruits and other offerings on it, a brass incense burner, insert three small sandalwood plants, the fragrance is lingering, let people smell, the spirit is pleasant and refreshing.

Chen Tang secretly said in his heart: Just this fragrance is not ordinary.

"Please!"

The head of the Fusheng Dao made another "please" gesture, took Chen Tang, passed through the side hall, walked through a corridor, and arrived in the backyard.

In the backyard, there is a thatched hut, under the eaves, on the left and on the right, hanging two strings of wind chimes. As if spiritual, as soon as Chen Tang arrived, the wind chimes shook gently, making a crisp ringtone.

Fusheng Daoist said softly: "Young Master Chen, you can just study outside the house." ”

Chen Tang looked at him: "Uncle Nine, are you sure?"

The old Taoist priest grinned: "Owe everyone a favor, and be entrusted by others." Chen Gongzi, we have already said it, and you have agreed. ”

Chen Tang thought for a while and said, "Okay." ”

Previously, the other party came to the door and went straight to the point, wanting to invite Chen Tang to study at the Taoist temple - this request is really a bit strange and inexplicable.

I read it every day at dusk, and I read it for a quarter of an hour at a time, and then I could leave after reading, for a total of seven days.

And the reward given by the Floating Dao Master is that he can teach Chen Tang a spell!

Fushan View is known as a clear reputation, and Tianchan Temple, Shushan is famous, is the world of legends of the immortal dojo -

Chen Tang heard this statement from Zhan Yangchun. I don't know if there is an element of boasting in it, but after some contact with Zhan Yangchun, it is certain that Fushanguan has real skills.

Therefore, for the conditions proposed by the old Taoist, Chen Tang was moved. Mysterious spells, all the time, but what he longed for.

In comparison, he has nothing to give.

It's just reading, when he was at home, Chen Tang had to read every day, but now he just changed the environment of the place where he reads. Besides, it only takes a quarter of an hour a day, and it takes only a book to read, and it passes quickly.

After some consideration, Chen Tang agreed and came to the Taoist temple with the old Taoist priest.

"Childe, please be seated. ”

A Taoist boy brought a rattan chair and said crisply.

Chen Tang saw that he was twelve or thirteen years old, with red lips and white teeth, clear eyebrows and beautiful eyes, very delicate, and in an instant, he couldn't tell whether he was a man or a woman.

Another Taoist boy who was also very handsome brought a small coffee table, on which incense was burned, indicating the time, and there was also a tea set, and the clumsy clay spout had a hot spit, and the tea fragrance was attractive: "Childe, please take care of yourself." ”

With that, the two Taoist boys made a joke and walked out.

In the backyard, there is only one Chen Tang left.

He put the book at his feet, opened it, and took out a book.

In the book, there is not only the pen and ink of the book, but also a box, which is the sword box. Bring this with you just in case.

It was dusk, and the west was half a day of red glow, full of light.

Chen Tang suddenly thought that Uncle Jiu chose this time to let him study, but it was actually well-intentioned.

If it's the middle of the night, it naturally makes people worried.

But at dusk, after reading the book, it is not yet evening, and the day is very bright, no matter how much back and forth, it is quite convenient.

Chen Tang sat on the rattan chair, looked up at the thatched hut with the door closed, and couldn't hear any movement, but he knew that there must be someone inside.

And the man was waiting for himself to read.

This feeling is a little absurd and a little mysterious......

Chen Tang couldn't help but think of the strange novels he had read, and there were many similar scenes in them: scholars in the wild, living in a house, reading hard in the middle of the night, with a spirit fox lying outside the window, listening; night after night, night after night, one day, turning into a beauty, coming to be with the scholar, red sleeves add fragrance, men and women love, and they are happy......

Bell bell bell!

At this time, the wind chimes under the eaves rang, as if he was waiting impatiently, urging Chen Tang to start quickly.

Chen Tang quickly gathered his mind, took the book, and read it.

On the first day, he prepared a volume of "Mountains and Rivers", which was not a solemn and serious scripture article, but a prose travelogue:

"In the autumn of August, when the bright moon is in the sky, I meet with my best friend Shangzhi and swim together in the Nantang River......"

The sound of reading sounded in a low voice, and in the quiet backyard, it was very clear, and every word was heard.

As a Chinese teacher who has won many awards in recitation competitions, reading is his strength, and he is not jerky when he opens his mouth. The very standard words are straight and round, with strong lyrical colors.

Reading and reading, Chen Tang gradually let go, without distractions, and slowly devoted: "The moon is full in the middle ......of the night, the brilliance is tilted, there is a moon in the river, there is a moon in the wine, and there is a moon in the heart."

It's a pity that it's not night, otherwise, the stars and the moon are in the sky, which is more appropriate.

He deliberately chose a long one, and took care to control the rhythm, read a sentence or two, then paused, took a sip of tea, and then continued. When one is finished, just as the sandalwood burns out, the time is up.

Chen Tang stood up, put the book on his back, and didn't know what to say, so he simply didn't say anything, turned around and left.

Bell bell bell!

The wind chimes sounded behind him, as if to thank him.

When Chen Tang heard this, he couldn't help but laugh dumbly.

The head of the floating life road lay on a rattan chair under the osmanthus tree in the front yard, waved his hand to Chen Tang, and it was considered a send-off.

Chen Tang didn't care, strode out of the Taoist temple, and went home - Su Ling was still waiting for him to come back at home and have dinner together.

There was a wind blowing, and the floating Taoist under the osmanthus tree suddenly disappeared.

The next moment, he had already appeared in the backyard, standing in front of the hut door, and asked, "Miss Hu, how do you feel?"

A female voice sounded in the room, with a touch of laziness: "It's really useful...... Thank you, Uncle Nine. ”

The Fusheng Daoist breathed a sigh of relief: "It's good to be useful, a spell, and a favor from your father, speaking of which, I can afford to see the floating mountain." ”

Miss Hu smiled and said, "Why bother about cheap gains and losses? In the past few days, I have been bothering Uncle Jiu." ”

The Fusheng Daoist nodded: "You can recuperate from your injuries in peace, this Panzhou Mansion, they can't come in." ”

As he spoke, his figure disappeared like smoke, and when he reappeared, he was lying on a rattan chair under the osmanthus tree, with his eyes slightly closed, looking drowsy.

Time passed, and the night grew darker.

The lamp was lit in the thatched hut in the backyard, and the light was shining, and a figure appeared on the paper window, with a graceful figure, but the two ears were pointed, and when he turned around, there was a strange appearance, which seemed to be a fluffy tail......