The poem says:

The dream of the rivers and lakes is surging, and it will be in the ascendant.

I have many heroes in the world, and Top Gun has added to my sorrows.

From now on, don't ask for the idle moon, and quickly slash the enmity.

Stay to the name of success, laugh and drink Du Kang over Kyushu.

But see:

The clouds are dense and auspicious. How many years has the country been in the spring and autumn?

Wrapped in silver, jade grinding. Thousands of miles are like flowers.

Laugh and see. Qiong Yao is embellished with green silk snow, and Shao Huachun goes to dance for a long time.

Sentimental. When will you linger for a long time?

On the third day of the lunar month, heavy snowfall.

The ancient capital of Luoyang, in this vast snow, is even more vicissitudes and magnificent.

For many people, this symbolizes a good harvest and joy. But how many people can notice that in the happy and peaceful corner, there are always people who are hungry and hungry. The snow brought them not joy, but cold and hunger.

The cold wind is like a knife, using the earth as a chopping board, and treating all living beings as fish and meat.

Thousands of miles of frost flies, and the sky is used as an oven, and everything is melted into silver.

Dongcheng peach and plum, Xiyuan pond, Wuqiao green grass, Inuma lotus fragrance, the original wind is elegant and elegant, the pleasant scenery of red and green, now it is also flowing with the flowing water, the fragrance is lost, and it sleeps in the embrace of the cold winter.

In the southeast of the Qianhe River, Yibin is brilliant, Wan'an Mountain is undulating, the ravines are deep and dangerous, and it is majestic and magnificent. It is connected to Songyue in the east, Yique in the west, across the river Luo in the north, and looks at the Echuan River in the south, which is known as the "South Heavenly Gate" of Luocheng.

The stone monsters in the mountain are densely forested, the fruit trees are numerous, and under the Yuquan Temple of the "Tiantai Sect" on the waist, there is a magnificent Shangguan Mansion with majestic things. Mei Rao Xiangtai, cold painting screen secluded, light wipe pavilion, winding path through secluded, Biwa Zhu Yong, flying eaves and corners, five steps and one pavilion, ten steps one, by the mountains and rivers, turbulent and roundabout. It really is: the peaks and mountains are stacked and the Xiujia is hidden, and the calendula silver platform is lying on the dragon.

Shangguan Jingnan put on a sable fur jacket, pushed open the door, and slowly walked out of his warm and comfortable room. The fire in the house had not yet burned out, the bed of golden silk nanmu was still messy, and the girl on the pillow had just gotten up, rubbing her wistful and charming eyes. Under the dim candlelight, her already pretty and slightly reddened cheeks were even more delicate and lovely.

Shangguan Jingnan strolled in his own courtyard, breathing in the fresh, dry and cold air, enjoying the joy of life———— he was very satisfied with everything.

Although Shangguan is close to middle age, he is still full of charm, but when he sees his sword eyebrows flying obliquely into his temples, his eyes are blazing and energetic, and under his burly and tall body, the bulging muscles on his arms are about to come out, as if they are about to burst his clothes. The years did not bother him much, and the wind and frost left few traces on his face or poetry.

He is also undoubtedly a very successful person. Since debuting in the rivers and lakes at the age of 20, he has not tasted defeat in 83 battles. What makes him even more proud and proud is that the fame and wealth he has achieved in the martial arts today are all self-made, with a single nine-ring knife. Today, Shangguan Jingnan has even become the object of imitation by many young people.

The weather is still as cold as ever, and the winter wind is still howling. It was all as peaceful as usual, as if nothing different.

Shangguan Jingnan finished breakfast, and the butler slowly came to his side according to the usual practice, bowing slightly, waiting for dispatch and instructions.

I only heard Shangguan say: "Now that the lunar month has passed for three days, it is better to prepare for the New Year as soon as possible." "A month ago, a batch of red goods was shipped from Yang Wuye in Bianjing, and this time it happened to arrive, so you should send a few skilled brothers to pick it up, don't go out on a business trip." "The plum blossoms in the backyard are blooming, don't neglect to take care of ......"

After Shangguan Jingnan finished instructing, the housekeeper promised them one by one, but he did not leave as usual to make arrangements.

Shangguan frowned slightly, and said, "Is there anything else?" The housekeeper said, "It should be...... This...... Nothing. After a pause, he continued: "It's just that this morning at the main entrance, there was a rather strange letter in the crack of the door. Shangguan Jingnan muttered, "Oh? ”

The butler took out a little piece of paper from his sleeve and handed it over. Shangguan unfolded the letter, but saw that it was written slightly:

"On the twenty-fourth day of the lunar month, the lanterns are still the same, prepare the secrets of your mansion, wash your head, and you will come to visit now-nameless. ”

After reading it, Shangguan Jingnan couldn't help laughing, and with a slight wave of his right hand, the letter paper was already dancing in the wind and falling into the hands of the housekeeper.

In fact, in recent years, there have been a lot of martial arts masters who have come to Shangguan Mansion to challenge, and it is not uncommon to see them, but there is no need for Cantonese dogs to bark at the snow and be surprised. Since ancient times, most of the ambitious and talented rookies in the rivers and lakes are eager to be recognized and accepted by others. While there are many ways to prove yourself, there is no more direct and practical way to prove yourself. And Shangguan Jingnan is undoubtedly a very ideal target.

However, in the past, most of the challengers followed the rules of the rivers and lakes, and the challengers came to visit, and they had shown their sincerity and respect, and then handed over the battle book, and the two sides made an appointment to set up a time, and invited a respected person to witness, and the time of the fight was over.

But there are really only a handful of people who write war like this. Maybe this is not a war contract at all, but a notice, a death notice......

The housekeeper smiled bitterly: "It's really a big world, and there are no wonders." There are still such bold and reckless people, who speak out and speak to such an extent, and do such extreme acts. Could it be that someone is making fun of the owner of the village? Does the villain have to make some preparations in case of accidents?" Shangguan Jingnan disdainfully said, "Don't mind, everything is still the same!" But having said that, I couldn't help but wonder in my heart: "Who sent me such a letter? What is the secret book referred to in the letter, and why don't even I know it?"

On the seventh day of the lunar month, early morning, Luoyang White Horse Temple.

Legend has it that in the eighth year of Yongle in the Eastern Han Dynasty, Emperor Liu Zhuang of the Ming Dynasty dreamed that a golden man rose to the sky in the palace at night, and then flew westward. Emperor Ming immediately sent 18 people, including Qin Jing and Dr. Wang Zun, to the Western Regions to learn scriptures and visit Buddhism. Three years later, Qin Jing and others met the two monks of Shamen Jiaye Moteng and Zhu Falan in the country of Dayue, and the two of them carried Buddhist scriptures and Buddha statues with white horse camels, and returned to Luoyang in the tenth year of Yongping, while promoting the heirs of the law, and built temples to preserve the classics. In order to commemorate the merit of the statue of the White Horse, the world named the White Horse Temple.

Time has passed, the vicissitudes of life, history has been precipitated with the annual rings of the years, and the White Horse Temple has also been baptized by time and increased the heritage and cangsang. Now, even the pine forest outside the temple has lost its green color in early spring due to the cold season. The bare branches and snow-capped earth add a bit of gloom and desolation to this.

At this time, there is a young man standing outside the Zen courtyard, only to see that this person's eyebrows are like distant mountains and daisies, as delicate and elegant as a woman, I am afraid that the magic pen is carved, and it is difficult to outline the brilliance between his eyebrows; his eyes are deep and handsome, in the brilliance, brilliant as a cold star in the dark night; the bridge of the nose is straight and delicate, containing the softness of the south of the Yangtze River; the lips are thin and delicate, and a perfect line depicts a charming outline, which is difficult to find flaws; a clean but slightly rough white coat has a sense of simplicity.

However, his delicate and fair face was full of sorrow at the moment, and he looked haggard and down, but I don't know why. An unsheathed broken sword suspended from the waist makes this person even more peculiar and mysterious......

After a few crisp knocks on the door, the old and mottled gate of the White Horse Temple opened, and the sound of "squeak" was endless. Then a little novice walked out of it, put his hands together, and said, "Amitabha, who is the donor looking for?" The young man returned the salute with his fists and said, "Dare to ask the little master, where is Master Wunian?" ”

The little monk's eyes widened, he was stunned, and blurted out: "Tan Yue is Liu Qing, the Liu Qing who once visited Wudang Mountain!" After observing the broken sword next to the young man's waist, Xiao Shami's voice became more nervous and surprised. Liu Qing said indifferently: "It is here, Liu Qing is willing to ask the abbot of your temple to be there." Bother the little master, can you give a report to the contemptible people?" the little novice nodded frequently, his eyes respectful, and said: "Please also ask the donor to wait a while, and the little monk can go back to the temple to pay respect." The novice forgot to hide the door, and when he had said that, he turned and walked away, and ran away in a hurry.

Liu Qing didn't seem surprised. In the past six months, the word Liu Qing has been known by more and more people in the rivers and lakes. His career in the rivers and lakes can almost be called a miracle.

Five months ago, he went to Cangshan in Yunnan alone to challenge Yu Qingfeng, the head of the Diancang faction. Although Diancang is one of the nine major sects, because of its remote location and strict rules, it is rare for disciples in the sect to go to and from the Central Plains. But as we all know, the sword technique of Diancang is not only famous all over the world, but also authentic is famous for its weirdness, and its many changes and moves are hard to imagine. The head of Yu Qingfeng is a first-class master of swords in the rivers and lakes, and he has the true inheritance of his martial arts, and his swordsmanship has the reputation of "flowing clouds and flowing water". Unexpectedly, he lost to Liu Qing within ten moves, and he was convinced of the loss, and this matter immediately caused an uproar in the rivers and lakes.

Three months ago, Liu Qing defeated the long-famous wandering swordsman "Hard to Find" Xie Wuchang, it is said that when Xie Wuchang was in Lingnan, he single-handedly stabbed 47 murderous and terrifying Jiangyang thieves. The precision and strength of its knife technique are pure and steel, and few people can match it among the experts who make knives. But Liu Qing only used one trick "Returning to the Wind and Dancing Willows", overcoming rigidity with softness, and then knocked Xie Wuchang's knife away, which was terrifying.

What's even more unbelievable is that not long ago, Liu Qing went straight to Wudang Mountain, the "Holy Land of Martial Arts", and defeated Zhong Zheng, the big disciple of Wudang. The name Liu Qing has been famous all over the world since then.

What is surprising is not only Liu Qing's swordsmanship, but also his "sword" and "light skills". A broken sword, it only took six months to pass from Dali to Wudang, travel all over the world, and finally arrive at Luoyang's light work.

It took about a cup of tea, but when he saw the little novice hurriedly returning and running, he was afraid that he would be slack. Panting, his tone was still respectful, and he gasped: "Abbot...... The abbot is pleased, please...... The donor took a seat in the main hall. He wiped the sweat on his cheeks with his hands, straightened the monk's robes, and led Liu Qing to the way.

Liu Qing, accompanied by the little novice, stepped into this ancient and solemn Yu Temple. The two entered from the south gate, passed through the Tianwang Palace, passed the Bell and Drum Tower, the Dharma Treasure Pavilion, and the Pranyo Terrace, and passed through a short section of flowers and trees, and then came to the side of a long corridor. On the promenade, there are several other novices who stand on both sides of the promenade to receive visitors. From time to time, there is the sound of striking the bell and chanting Buddhist scriptures in the distance, the sound of wooden fish beating is accompanied by the chirping of birds in the treetops, and the early morning sun shines obliquely on Langfang, penetrating into the meditation room. In this situation, the ancient temple increases the majesty of the solemn treasure. Liu Qing also felt a sense of coolness in his heart.

Precisely:

Early in the morning into the ancient temple, the first sun shines on the high forest.

The winding path leads to the secluded place, and the flowers and trees in the meditation room are deep.

The mountain is high and pleasant, and the pond is empty.

Wan Lai is silent here, but Yu Zhong chimes.

After a long time, the two came to the largest living room, occupying the north and facing south. The little monk stopped and said, "The abbot is waiting for the donor in the hall. After saying that, he left on his own.

Liu Qing sighed lightly, and after a long time, he slowly pushed open the hall door. But seeing that the house is simple and elegant, spotless, and the air is mixed with the fragrance of orchid, it is refreshing. I also saw an old man in a pale red robe, with a kind face, white beard and long hair, sitting on the futon in the center.

The old man got up slowly, his eyes were slightly closed, and he saluted: "Amitabha Buddha ......" Under the glow of the morning light, the wrinkles on the old man's face looked more obvious.

Liu Qing shook his head to the ground and asked, "Is the master thoughtless?" The man replied, "The poor monk is." Then he asked, "The donor is Liu Qing?"

"It's the juniors. ”

"The willow of the willow, the evergreen of the green?"

"Not bad. ”

Wu Nian groaned slightly, and said: "But can the willow tree really be evergreen?" Liu Qing smiled and said: "Can the master really be thoughtless?" Wu Nian's wise eyes suddenly revealed a trace of sadness, but he immediately regained his bright look, and heard him divert the topic and said: "The donor is coming to our house, I don't know what to see?" Liu Qing said: "Xiao Ke took the liberty to visit and disturbed the master's cultivation, and he was deeply disturbed. This time, I came only to seek a thoughtless and worry-free mind. ”

Wu Nian was a little surprised, and said after a long time: "You must know that in this world, there is no such mental method. Liu Qing's eyes were even more confused, and he said gloomily: "Since this is the case, I hope to find a way to exonerate." ”

There was silence again.

Wu Nian lightly twisted his long hair and said slowly: "The method of liberation depends on the situation, which varies from matter to case and from person to person. I don't know how long it took for Liu Qing to say, "I don't know...... I wonder if the younger generation can escape into the empty door to relieve their troubles?"

Wu Nian was surprised for a moment, and said: "The Buddha has a fate, and the donor has no fate with the Buddha, besides, it ......."

"And what?"

"Besides, the donor is too angry. ”

"Angry?"

"Yes, the donor is just like this 'unsheathed sword' at your waist...... "Wu Nian continued, "Does the donor know why the sword should be accompanied by the scabbard?"

Liu Qing was silent.

Wu Nian smiled: "Isn't the donor thinking, isn't the sword scabbard just for the convenience of the user to carry the sword, protect the sword body, and avoid accidentally injuring himself?" Liu Qing didn't answer, but said: "If the sword is hidden in the sheath, there will be an additional process of drawing the sword when making a shot, and it will affect the speed of the shot." Masters compete, the slightest difference can determine life and death, it is better to have no worries and not wear a scabbard. ”

Wuxiang was puzzled: "Could it be that the donor's sword is for killing?" Liu Qing resolutely said: "Naturally not!" The voice was sonorous and unswerving.

After hearing Liu Qing's answer, Wu Nian showed a more peaceful smile and said, "In fact, the sword is in the sheath, which has more profound meaning, concealing its anger and hiding its edge. Throughout the ages, the masters of the sword in the martial arts have cultivated to each higher level, and their understanding of the sword has also deepened. The nine major schools of martial arts, whenever a child who specializes in kendo comes out, the master will specially give him a sword with a sheath, which is intended to tell him to restrain the publicity that he has just achieved a little, and there are people outside the world, and there is a sky outside the sky, and he must learn to be humble and low-key. At the same time, don't forget that the sword is a sharp weapon that will bring harm to people, so don't easily fight with others for a while, and don't draw the sword until the last resort. I don't know the deep meaning of this sword and scabbard, does the donor already understand it?"

Liu Qing was silent.

At the time of half the incense, Liu Qingcai sighed with emotion: "Thank you for the master's teaching, today I heard the heartfelt words of the seniors, and the kid really benefited a lot." As for this method of liberation, the younger generation will find it for themselves. Then he prepared to leave. After turning around, I found that the novice who had just led the way had pushed the door in, and there was already a turquoise stone plate in his hand, and in a delicate cup on the plate, there was still a little warm Xinyang Maojian tea with a little fragrance. I don't know what kind of contemplation Liu Qing fell into just now, but he didn't notice any of this.

Liu Qing looked at the tea leaves rising and falling in the blue cup, sometimes floating and sometimes sinking, and sighed: "The world is impermanent, isn't life just like this tea, drifting? Fame and fortune, the prosperity and hustle and bustle of the red dust, what can people bring in the end? Let him be eight buckets high, learn to be rich and rich, let him be an emperor and general, rich and prominent, let him be a goose and leave a voice, and his name will go down in history...... In the end, who will have access to true eternity? and so on, and so on, and so on,

In the dream-like ethereal, the soul is scattered, right?"

Although Wu Nian didn't know why he said this, he could hear that there was a faint bit of Zen in his words, and he couldn't help but smile with satisfaction, and said, "Does the donor take a break and wait for someone to re-brew a cup of tea, and then leave?" Liu Qing smiled and said: "Thank you Abbot for your kindness, it's inconvenient to bother me anymore." Just as he was about to leave, he heard Wunian say: "Since the donor still has important things to do, it is not good for the old man to keep him." Before leaving, the poor monk still has a word to give, I wonder if he can escape into Tanyue Fa'er?"

Liu Qing said with a smile: "Even what the master said, it must be gold and jade, and the younger generation is willing to hear it in detail." Wu Nian put his hands together and said, "Amitabha." Buddhism has cause and effect, and the six realms have reincarnation. All actions are impermanent, unborn and imperishable, and all dharmas have no self, and all things are empty. It is necessary to know that there is a providence in the dark, and there is a certain number in the vastness. Why should the donor be so obsessed? The world is not as good as it should be, and everything cannot be fulfilled, so it is better to let go of the obsession in your heart. Don't wake up from a big dream, only to know that it is empty, and it is too late...... As for the truth, I am afraid that it will take the life of the poor benefactor to comprehend it. This journey to the rivers and lakes, I hope that the young man will remember more and what the old monk said today, which will be beneficial. ”

Liu Qing was stunned suddenly, with mixed feelings in her heart, and two lines of hot tears rolled down her cheeks, and she didn't know what was going on. But seeing that he hurriedly lowered his head to cover up, returned a Buddha salute, and said with a smile: "Thank you master for your teaching." And he went straight away.

"Really a strange person. Xiao Shami said to his abbot, "Is that right?" Master Wunian smiled, and couldn't help but think in his heart: "What is it that makes this young man so sad and confused, and longs for liberation?"

Exactly: the White Horse Temple is full of lingering, who is the young man worried about? Ladies and gentlemen, I want to know what will happen next, and see the next decomposition.