"Zhang Sanfeng?" Gao Feng sat up in surprise, the legendary Zhang Zhenren who turned into an immortal, but how could this sloppy and fat old man in front of him have a little bit of fairy wind bones. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Old man, you are joking, Zhang Zhenren was born in the late Southern Song Dynasty, and now if it is the 20th year of Hongwu, then he should be 150 years old, right? I don't believe it, the legend says that Zhang Zhenren's martial arts are all over the world, and you don't look like it. ”

"Haha, in the past, I accepted the Wudang Seven Heroes as masters and apprentices, but now that the heavens are reincarnated, the retribution is not happy, this time it should be the apprentices to take the master's examination. The old man laughed heartily. "Doll, you see. ”

After saying that, the old man stood up, his legs slightly apart, the fishing rod in his hand waved slightly, and the Taoist robe on his body was puffed into a big burden by internal force. I saw that there was no wind and waves on the lake, the dark tide was turbulent, and a Taiji diagram with a radius of two or three miles appeared on the lake.

Gao Feng was stunned, and said secretly: This Zhang Sanfeng is really powerful, he can draw and play on such a big lake casually. Hey, when I was practicing calligraphy, I wrote Zhang Sanfeng's "Rootless Tree", although I don't remember most of it, but a few gist of it are catchy.

"It's beautiful. Gao Feng applauded, "Grandpa, you can draw another big tree for me to see." ”

"Well, the doll is optimistic. The old man was also interested, and with the swing of the fishing rod, he saw a big tree hundreds of feet long leaping on the surface of the lake. "Why, doll, this time you believe in the poor way. The old man couldn't help but say a little proudly.

Gao Feng found that although it was drizzling, all around was muddy, and the old man's clothes were also quite sloppy, I don't know if he had worn them for decades, but there was no mud on his shoes, and the stone he was standing on was a few meters in circumference, and not a single raindrop fell in, as if an invisible wall of air blocked all the rain outside, and Gao Feng already believed that he was Zhang Zhenren in his heart. But the reason why Gao Feng did this was just to return Zhang Sanfeng's masterpiece to him. He frowned secretly and sighed: "The painting is not good, the painting is not good." ”

The old man also wondered, this seven or eight-year-old doll seemed to be well-informed, not an ordinary person. So instead of getting angry, he asked softly, "What's not good, what's not good?"

Gao Feng stood respectfully, raised his head and stared solemnly at Zhang Sanfeng, and said: "This big tree has no roots, the tree has no roots, the tree has no roots, and life is like a tree without roots。。。。。。 ”

"If a tree has no roots, it will not last long, and a hundred years of life will be like a tree without roots. The doll said well, wait for me to meditate and enlighten. You don't go far. The old man said that, and meditated on the boulder, as if he had entered a state of immortality.

Gao Feng saw that he was bored, but he couldn't disturb him, so he opened his backpack on the ground, which contained a few cigarettes, a few rotten apples that could no longer be eaten, a lighter, a small fruit knife, and a group photo of five people. Staring at the handsome peak in the photo, and then looking at the chubby Yangtze Zixu, he was furious in his heart, and wanted to burn the photo, but when he saw the beautiful Feiaman, the innocent Ji Lin and the foxy Su Yujie, he reluctantly put down the lighter. He touched the black sign around his neck, the rope was still there, but the sign was gone, maybe it was split into powder by lightning. At this time, he felt a dark sound in his stomach, and he patted his white and chubby belly and scolded: "Dead fat, if you don't eat for a while, you'll be hungry?"

He saw a big white fish beside the old man, so he picked up some branches and made a fire. Then he grabbed the white fish from the boulder and weighed it with his hands to weigh four or five catties. He washed it, wrapped it in mud, and threw it into the fire. After about half an hour, the charcoal fire gradually went out, and he grabbed the mud impatiently and gently tapped it with a wooden stick, revealing the tender fish inside. He tore off a large piece of fish, didn't care about burning it, and threw it into his mouth, "It's so fresh, it's so fragrant, but it's a pity that there is no salt." Let's make do with it. After a while, the big fish entered his stomach, he put down the fish bone, and patted his belly gently, the lake fish here is really fresh.

At this moment, when he saw Zhang Zhenren's round eyes open, he shouted, jumped more than 20 meters in the air, put his fingers together, and wrote word by word on the ground:

Rootless trees, flowers are secluded, greedy for glory who is willing to rest.

Floating things, bitter sea boats. Swinging and floating is not free.

It is difficult to mooring without a shore, and often swims in a dangerous place.

I am willing to look back, it is the shore, don't wait for the storm to break the boat.

Rootless trees, flowers are slight, and the trees are old and re-grafted.

。。。。。。

I saw Zhang Sanfeng floating in the air, sprinkled on the ground like an immortal and wrote twenty-four verses, which is the "Rootless Tree" that has been passed down for centuries. Gao Feng muttered to himself: "Is this what you wrote, or did I write it?"

Zhang Sanfeng gently floated down next to the peak, "Xie Xiaoyou helped me realize the avenue." "Then bow down.

"Hee-hee, the kid just said a few words. Zhang Zhenren, don't fold my life. Gao Feng hurriedly waved his hand to get out of the way.

Zhang Sanfeng was not pretentious, and said, "Doll, I originally wanted to take you as an apprentice and pass on some kung fu to you." But you helped me understand the avenue, and you are so close to me, since you call me grandpa, I will also answer, I will accept you as my grandson, how about it?"

Gao Feng knew that there were many kinds of apprentices in ancient times, what were the registered disciples, the personal disciples, the in-house disciples, etc., Zhang Sanfeng accepted hundreds of apprentices in one voice, and only a dozen people really got the personal transmission. And now he came to the Ming Dynasty, all his relatives and friends were gone, and suddenly the feeling of loneliness, loss, and emptiness lingered in his heart, seeing this sloppy but kind old man, all the grievances in his heart, helplessly welled up in his heart, he ran over, jumped up and hugged Zhang Sanfeng's neck and shouted: "Grandpa, grandpa." "Snot, tears all flowed out.

"Don't cry, grandson, what's your name?"

Gao Feng thought: I crossed over here, and I actually entered Yang Zixu's body, so don't call it Gao Feng, let's call it Yang Zixu in the future. So he replied: "Yang Zixu." ”

"Yang Zixu, good name, what do you mean by 'fuck' just now?" Zhang Sanfeng asked puzzled.

"Hehe, it's the native language of my hometown, just like the whining and mourning of the ancients, sigh. Yang Zixu scratched his head and explained.

"Well, this word is very good, and the artistic conception expressed is very powerful. Zhang Sanfeng shook his head and said in a crepe manner.

Yang Zixu had a black line in his head, and hurriedly crossed the topic: "Grandpa, are you hungry? I'll bake a fish for you to eat." ”

"Grandpa is not hungry, it's not early, let's go back and rest first, and you and I will have a good chat tomorrow." After that, he put Yangzixu on his shoulders, his feet touched the ground, as if he flew out more than 20 meters away, his feet were gentle, his feet did not touch the ground, and he continued to fly out. I saw the trees on both sides passing by quickly, and they crossed one hill after another.

Gao Feng secretly said, "My good man, faster than I ride that motorcycle." I must learn this kung fu. Thinking about it, just a cigarette, Zhang Zhenren landed lightly in an abandoned temple, gently put him down, and Yang Zixu circled around the courtyard. I saw that this temple is a courtyard, there is a large round incense burner missing a piece in the middle of the principle, it should be made of iron, the main hall in the north is dedicated to a Buddha who has not seen his face clearly, the left is a thatched house and a room stacked with sundries, and the wing room on the right is very clean, there is a wooden bed and a few small boxes containing sundries, as well as a few pots and pans and other things.

The real person took him into the wing room on the right, and with a little luck with both hands, he saw that the soybean oil lamp at the head of the bed was lit up "poof". "Fuck, three flavors are really hot?" was so frightened that Yang Zixu couldn't help but be stunned.

"Hehe, it's just pure yang internal force, not some three-flavor true fire. The real person smiled, "You can sleep in bed at night." "I'll get you some new clothes tomorrow morning. After that, the real person stepped into the courtyard, stood on the incense burner, made a golden rooster freestanding, closed his eyes, and began to settle down again.

"Awesome, can you sleep like this?" Yang Zixu sighed secretly. He looked at a broken wooden basin on the ground, and there was a basin of water in it, and he washed himself in the mud. After washing, he dragged his bloated body and lay down on the bed. Tossing and turning, but couldn't sleep, looking at the clouds outside the window, the thunder rolling, watching, watching, Fei Yaman and Su Yujie's smiles seemed to float gently in the sky, he took out a group photo, looked at the beauty in the photo like a dream, drizzling outside the window, and suddenly thoughts came to his heart.

In this beautiful night

Wait until your heart breaks

How not to see old lovers

Ask me why I'm empty

It's a word I've missed

It's not right for me to hurt you thoroughly

Please read it tonight

to occupy the heart socket

Let me keep waiting

Wait until your heart breaks

The stars are drunk with me tonight

It's like sympathizing with my emptiness

Waiting for you in the rain again

I'm heartbroken

The rain in the eye sockets receded

People disappear into the wind

Waiting for you, waiting for you, waiting for you

A lifetime is waiting for you

I really don't want to give up

I would love to have a good time reminiscing about the day

Think you want you to be miserable

Wait until your heart aches

The merciless north wind blows me

I'm a little lonely。。。。。。

He gently hummed Jacky Cheung's "Waiting for You to Wait for My Heartache", buried his face deep in the pillow, trying to escape all this, tears soaked the pillow and soaked his heart.

"Hey," the real person closed his eyes and sighed, thinking to himself, "It's also a good thing to suffer some setbacks at a young age." ”