"Are you going to leave too?" Xiao Yuesheng gently stepped into the bamboo chopstick and wiped the corners of his mouth.

"You want to go......," he smiled suddenly, "...... Then let's go—!" He had a faint smile on his face, and his gaze swept coldly over her delicate face, no longer looking at her.

"......" Cheng Ying wanted to say a few words of gratitude, but he touched his cold gaze with a little loneliness, but he couldn't say a word.

For this breakfast, Xiao Yuesheng kept a faint smile on his face, but he didn't say a word.

The rest of the people did not speak, but ate silently, and in the hall without a roof, there was a very oppressive atmosphere in the faint aroma, and even when the food was served, people were light to avoid making sounds.

It's just that the melancholy in Wan Yanping's eyes is getting heavier and heavier, her eyebrows are frowning, and her jade face with a weak temperament is becoming more and more moving.

She had already realized that her husband was becoming more and more wrong, and his mood fluctuated too much, which was really abnormal.

In the past, he always had a light surname, everything was not in his heart, even if he was angry and lost his temper, he always felt that he was joking, not really angry, his heart was still peaceful and mellow.

But this time, she could feel his heart fluctuating when his mood changed during the meal. Her husband once said that a person who cultivates the Dao, in the end, only cultivates the heart, but this time, his Dao heart is not as unbreakable as it used to be.

Lin'an's Pudu Temple, located at the top of Tianmu Mountain, although it is a secluded place, but it is famous, presiding over the abbot Candle Ming Master, is a well-known moral monk, admired by everyone.

It's just that Pudu Temple is located at the top of Tianmu, the mountain road is rugged and difficult to walk, ordinary people can only look at it and sigh, and can only look at it from afar.

Therefore, although Pudu Temple is famous, it is still quiet, and it is really a quiet place to escape from the world.

Xiao Yuesheng and Master Candle Ming met, and it was usually tight, but when he was bored, he wandered around Lin'an City, and occasionally heard that the abbot master of Pudu Temple was a monk, and the piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, all of them were fine, and he was really a genius.

Xiao Yuesheng was curious, visited Pudu Temple, met friends with chess, and formed friendships outside the party.

This is not the first time he has visited Pudu Temple, and it is an instant away.

The world-famous Pudu Temple, is only a small temple, the so-called mountain is not famous, there are immortals, like a temple of this scale, Lin'an is a hundred miles, no less than a hundred.

At the top of Tianmu, under several towering boulders, the temple stands on the ground.

A large hall, a imitation hall on the left and right, the east and west wings are the meditation room and the place of practice, which can be described as simple and simple, so that it is lost.

The temple is planted with bamboo, and the green pine is planted at the back, and the mountain spring comes from the huge rock, and goes down the temple.

Xiao Yuesheng stood in front of the temple, looking down from afar, the sky was clear, the forests were lush, the water was clear and the pools were bright, which made his heart feel smooth, and he felt like swallowing heaven and earth.

Soon after Xiao Yuesheng wandered his eyes, two monks walked out of the open temple gate, one old and one young, one in front and one behind.

The former is burly, tall and high-spirited, the head is shining, the face is white, the two eyebrows hang down to the corners of the eyes, the nose is straight and the mouth is square, and a purple and gold robe is draped, which looks luxurious and solemn, which makes people feel admiration. The latter was dressed in a gray cloth monk's robe, with a long figure, thick eyebrows and big eyes, a tiger head, and a naïve and childish spirit.

The old monk stepped out of the temple gate flutteringly, holding the rosewood Buddha beads, and smiled: "In the early morning, the birds in the forest are singing, and the old man knows that there must be distinguished guests to visit, Amitabha Buddha, but it is Xiao Jushi who is coming!"

Xiao Yuesheng turned around, his green shirt fluttered, bowed, and said with a smile: "The master invited, how could Xiao not come?!"

The old monk laughed, invited Xiao Yuesheng inside, and entered the main hall to serve tea.

The main hall enshrines the statue of Buddha, four or five people are high, solemn and solemn, there is an incense burner in front of him, three and a half pillars are inserted to burn incense, and there is a faint sandalwood in the hall.

A sandalwood table is placed in front of the Buddha statue, and Master Candle Ming and Xiao Yuesheng sit opposite each other, and several tea cooking utensils are complete.

"I haven't seen him for a year, but I have grown a lot taller and become an adult!" Xiao Yuesheng sat cross-legged on the soft velvet futon, looked at the little monk who helped him cook tea, and smiled at Master Candleming.

When the little monk heard this, he smiled at him, and his hands did not stop, and the boiling spring water rushed into the green glazed tea cup from the purple clay pot, and the fragrant breath suddenly floated up, and the wisps of silk were endless, and the sandalwood in the hall was washed away.

Master Candle Ming glanced at the disciple who was cooking tea with kindness, and smiled kindly.

"Good tea!" Xiao Yuesheng inhaled and exclaimed.

"This is the burning love in the early spring climbed the temple back rock picked, deliberately left until now, when the lay people come to eat. Master Candle Ming glanced at Burning Qing, smiling, and his voice was calm, unhurried.

He picked up the teacup, brushed the long whiskers on his lips, and took a sip, feeling the fragrance from his mouth to his abdomen.

Xiao Yuesheng glanced at Burning Love, smiled, and savored it like a master of Candle Ming.

For a while, there was silence in the main hall, and both of them were concentrating on tasting the tea of the pure soul at the top of the heavenly eye.

Burning is calm and focused, two palms pressed on the body of the purple sand pot, so that the spring water in the pot remains boiling, the boiling hot air will rush up and down the lid of the pot, and the glass dragon engraved on the lid of the pot will open its eyes and soar.

There was no stove or charcoal, but he pressed his hands on the clay pot and boiled the spring water with his internal force to make tea.

"Master, why are you draping the purple gold robe on your body today?

After drinking all the tea, Xiao Yuesheng glanced at the purple and gold robe worn by Master Candleming, and asked with a mocking tone.

The purple gold robe is a gift from the emperor, the dignity is supreme, the master of the candle Ming regards it as a robe, almost never shows people, but now it is draped on the body, which is very unusual.

Master Candle Ming glanced at his robe and smiled: "Yesterday the robe was pecked away by the white crane, and I don't know where to go, but today I will take this robe to wrap myself." ”

When Xiao Yuesheng heard this, he laughed loudly, and the clear voice went straight to the sky, echoing endlessly on Tianmu Mountain.

The two of them tasted tea carefully, talked casually about Zen and Taoism, and after talking for a while, they were about to start playing chess.

Xiao Yuesheng is quite interested in the law of Buddhism, and is also impressed by its breadth and profundity.

Master Candle Ming is not a person who likes to talk about Zen and talk about Buddha, for him, cultivating Buddha is to cultivate the mind, in order to make himself clearer, and to do nothing, what is the benefit of cultivating the mind?

Qin, chess, calligraphy and painting, all of which are refined, and the master of Candle Ming is more refined, which is one of the chess skills.

And Xiao Yuesheng is also proficient in these four arts, and it is only natural that the two can become confidants.

The other three are all self-cultivation skills, and only chess skills can be used to compete.

The two are at the same level as each other, it is difficult to distinguish between them, and they have the feeling of meeting opponents in chess, and every year Master Candle Ming invites Xiao Yuesheng to his Pudu Temple to have a good game of competition.

The most important thing that Xiao Yuesheng lacks is time, which he naturally can't ask for, and in this quiet place, he has a special interest in eating and drinking.

The chessboard is located next to the green pine forest behind the Pudu Temple.

There is Pudu Temple in the south of this pine forest, leaning on the towering rock peak in the north, there are thousands of abysses on both sides, the pine forest is in the volley, in fact, the Pudu Temple itself is located, that is, it is a flying rock in the middle of the sky.

The location of the chessboard is the east of the pine forest, and the abyss is the abyss when you look down, and the mountains and forests are in your eyes when you look down.

The cold wind was all rejected by the Tianyan at the northern end, and the pine forest here was calm, the breeze was blowing, and the green pines were swaying, but the sound of the pine waves could not be heard.

Burning love to carry a wooden box walked in front, the footsteps were calm, and the arms were swinging, extremely harmonious and natural.

There is no road in the pine forest, and the burning love is just along the general direction, looking for a gap, during which the rabbit, the mink, and the white deer are leisurely, not panicked, and there are even white cranes dancing lightly in the forest, with elegant posture and stretching freely, but they don't look at the three of them.

"Master, this thing in the forest, but it is a blessing, in this Jingling Temple in the clear sound, presumably the surname is influenced by Buddhism, and the wisdom is opened. ”

Xiao Yuesheng looked at these animals that turned a blind eye to them, whether they were moving or static, and their surnames were greatly reduced, all with a peaceful atmosphere, and he loved them in his heart.

Master Candle Ming stroked his white hair and smiled slightly, "Everything here is infiltrated by the aura of heaven and earth, and the surname of heaven has a spiritual surname, but it is not the work of the old man. ”

The burning love was moving faster and faster, and the forest was becoming more and more sparse, and the three of them stepped on the pine needles, and soon came to the bottom of a few canopy and tangled pine trees.

A white crane is standing on a stone table under a tree, standing on one leg, with a long neck bent back, and a slender pointed beak gently combing the feathers on its body, and the feathers are as white as snow.

Ran Qing carried the wooden box, went straight to the stone table, and placed the wooden box on it, and the position was under the claws of the white crane.

The white crane glanced at the three of them lightly, put down the other leg, stretched its long wings, fluttered up, and soared into the sky with a clear chirp.

A light breeze swept up, and the robe fluttered in the monk's robe.

His white palm wiped it on the stone table, and the dead branches and leaves fell one after another, and the moss on the table was gone.

On the stone table, criss-crossing the road scratches, the vertical and horizontal marks are of different depths, but they are all round and straight, without a trace of uneven twists and turns.

This is the original drawing of Master Candle Ming and Xiao Yuesheng, the horizontal line was drawn by Master Candle Ming, and the vertical line was naturally engraved by Xiao Yuesheng.

Every time he felt bored and sluggish in his heart, or when he encountered a bottleneck, he was powerless and confused, he would come to the stone table, and look at the vertical and horizontal lines on the table, he would feel deeply ashamed and courageous.

He then gently touched the two stone piers to make them as smooth as a mirror.

"Xiao Jushi, Master. He bowed down and signaled that he was ready.

At this time, a light breeze was sent from the void, with a cold chill, and a few green pines in the canopy were also swaying slightly with the wind.

Xiao Yuesheng stood against the wind, looked at the void, and then looked down at the reckless mountains under his feet, and couldn't help but let out a long howl, the whistling sound was like thunder falling from the sky, rumbling and rolling, and constantly echoing in the mountains.

"Huh,...... Master, every time he stands here, Xiao always has an urge to go straight into the sky. ”

After the long whistle, Xiao Yuesheng had a big heart, and couldn't help but smile and said to Master Candle Ming who was smiling slightly beside him.

"Xiao Jushi, that's not willing to be lonely!" Master Candle Ming clasped his palms together and smiled peacefully.

Xiao Yuesheng shook his head slightly, but smiled silently, turned around and stretched out his hand, and invited Master Candle Ming to take a seat.

"Master, you can be described as a Buddha's light Pudu, holding your letters, this year, I have invited many famous Confucians to give lectures in my villa. ”

Xiao Yuesheng pinched the white jade chess pieces and laughed softly, his expression was relaxed.

"Good, good, famous, and famous. Master Candle Ming praised kindness in his mouth, but his eyes were fixed on the chessboard, frowning and thinking.

"Burning love, you go and get busy with you, your master has been playing a game of chess for 800 years, and I don't know when this game of chess will be played!"

Xiao Yuesheng glanced at the young monk standing next to him, standing quietly, and said softly.

Ran smiled innocently and scratched his head, "Then, I'll go and get some pastries for the layman." ”

Xiao Yuesheng smiled, and a bag of osmanthus cake suddenly appeared in his hand, and handed it to Ran Qing, who was scratching his head.

Ran Qing is very familiar with Xiao Yuesheng, they meet every year, and they are no longer surprised by Xiao Yuesheng's ability to change things out of thin air, so he took this bag of osmanthus cakes.

Xiao Yuesheng conjured up a pack of pine nut cakes again, and after giving it to Ran Qing, he conjured up a bag of glutinous rice cakes, and so on and so forth, until Ran Qing could no longer hold it.

Looking at Ran Qing with a smile on his face, holding the pastries in his arms and walking carefully, Xiao Yuesheng was inexplicably happy in his heart.

A book appeared out of thin air in his hand, a travelogue written by a former courtier, and he held a chess piece in one hand and a book in the other, reading it with relish.

Master Candle Ming's chess skills are superb, no one dares to plunder his edge, and few people challenge, the reason is more because he is really slow in chess, comparable to a turtle crawling, unbearable, a game of chess, less than seven or eight kung fu, is rare.

So, Xiao Yuesheng sat under Panasonic, holding a scroll, watching the clouds and listening to the wind, quiet and comfortable.

The old monk on the opposite side held a black jade chess piece, stared at the stone table, stroked the silver hair, and frowned and pondered.

On the green pine canopy, there are white cranes rising and falling from time to time, and a rain of pine needles falls on the two of them.

At the foot of Tianmu Mountain, a pair of handsome men and beautiful women came to the mountain, the two came to the front of the mountain, jumped off the horse, and scattered the two healthy horses at will.

"Senior brother, is this mountain?" The girl who spoke was wearing a white dress, and the weather was so cold that it looked quite thin.

"Maybe it's this mountain, I'll take a look,...... Well, it looks like it's still the highest mountain, that's right. The man, also dressed in a white robe, with a long body, much taller than ordinary people, a handsome and soft face, and a rather magnetic voice, he carefully observed the mountains.

The girl's face was light and peaceful, quiet as a virgin, and she glanced at Tianmu Mountain, which was angry into the sky, "Then let's go." She said lightly and walked away.

The senior brother took the two bags he had taken from the saddle in his hand, and hurried to put them on his head as he went.

He was tall and long-legged, and in a few big steps, he caught up with his junior sister, grabbed her in front, flashed the long sword at his waist, and cut off a branch on the side of the road in a very chic manner, divided it into two, and handed it to the girl in white as a road stick.

"Senior sister, we are rushing desperately non-stop, and I don't know if we can make it in time?" The senior brother kept waving the wooden branches in his hands, slapping the dry grass on the side of the road, as if driving something.

"Senior brother, there is no need to be like this, there are no poisonous snakes in winter. The girl's bright Danfeng eyes turned slightly, pursed her lips, and said to the senior brother in front of her with a smile, and then said: "Senior brother, don't worry, it will be too late!"

The senior brother was so embarrassed that he forgot that the snake would not come out in winter, and he lost such a big ugly in front of his junior sister, and he really wanted to find a crack in the ground to get into.

Seeing that his senior sister revealed it so quickly, he was very grateful in his heart, and hurriedly said: "I think so too, of course Ba Si Pa will not be too anxious to hurry, alas, I don't know if Master Candle Ming is his opponent?"

Speaking of this, I couldn't care about my embarrassment, my heart was full of heaviness, my pace suddenly became much faster, and my heart was full of worry.

The girl carried a wooden stick, her eyes observed the surrounding terrain from time to time, although it was cold winter, it was not as bare as other mountains and forests, but it was quite lush green, and the mountains were full of green pines, straight or curved, or coiled or horizontal, with different postures and strange interests.

Walking up the mountain path, with the occasional branch reaching out of the road, her stick was useful, but it was very slow to walk.

Master Zhu Ming has a reputation and a wide range of travels, and Master said that Master Zhu Ming has a close friend, who is a strange person in the world, and with the help of this person, he will definitely be able to resist Pas-pa. The girl calmly played with the horizontal branch blocking the road with a wooden stick, and the cherry blossom mouth opened and said slowly.

The senior brother in front shook his head and sighed: "Alas, the master is also doing his best, such a strange person, often erratic, like a dragon seeing the head but not the end, how can he say that he can find it, besides, even if Master Candle Ming can find this strange person, how can he have time? Ba Si Pa is afraid that he will soon find the door!"

"Senior brother-!" Seeing this, the junior sister in the back frowned and snorted.

"Okay, okay, can't I calm down?!" The senior brother listened to the junior sister's drink, his expression was solemn, his eyes were straight, and he regained his calm demeanor.

When they were halfway up the mountain, they were already said to have passed through the heavens, and hung high in the middle.

Although the two of them were still breathing smoothly and did not see any traces of sweat, there was already a little anxiety in front of the senior brother in front of them.

"Senior sister, no, if you go this way, we can't find Pudu Temple in the dark. He turned and looked down at his sister.

The girl in white looked at the sky, and then looked at the lush mountain road, her face was still as calm as before, and she nodded lightly, "It's really too slow, but the mountain road is rugged, but it's not fast." ”

"Alas!" her brother thought to herself, stamping his foot, his leather boots crushing the rocks, "how this should be good, how should this be good?!" he sighed at the half-obscured sky in the woods, waving his stick.

"Senior sister, your light skills are good, can you step on the treetops to go up the mountain?" he looked at his junior sister with a face full of hope.

The girl in white glanced at her senior brother and nodded slightly, "Yes, but it can't last, it's not much faster than walking." ”

"Alas!" the man sighed, muttering to himself, but he did not know what to say.

"Senior brother," the girl couldn't help but laugh when she saw her senior brother's anxious appearance, and a smile appeared on her light face, "You learned the lion's roar from Master, right?"

"Lion's roar?, I learned, the master asked you to learn at that time, but you didn't want to learn, saying that it is indecent for women to practice!" The senior brother raised his head, nodded again, remembering the scene at that time, and a few smiles appeared on his face.

The girl also smiled faintly, "You use the lion's roar to inform the mountain, see if Master Candle Ming can hear it." ”

The senior brother threw the wooden stick in his hand, stroked his palm and sighed: "Good idea! Good idea!"

"Senior brother, don't be happy too early, this mountain is so tortuous, the woods on the mountain are too dense, I'm afraid the sound can't reach the top of the mountain. The girl in white looked at the denser and denser pine forest around her, and poured a scoop of cold water on her senior brother.

The man coughed vigorously twice, stretched his neck, cleared his throat, and smiled to himself: "Let's look at it as a brother!"

After that, he turned around, stood facing the top of the mountain, his legs were slightly bent, slightly buckled, standing upright like a stake, pressing the dantian with both palms, concentrating on luck.

Although he had practiced the lion's roar, he rarely used it, and he was a little rusty, and he wanted to achieve the best effect, so he acted solemnly, put his posture meticulously, and meditated and gathered his energy.

The girl in white hurriedly clasped her ears with both hands, and the true qi in her body was running, ready to resist her senior brother's lion roar.

"Lonely Garden disciples Li Hanxiang and Xu Yiou meet - Master Candle Ming-"

"Lonely Garden disciples Li Hanxiang and Xu Yiou meet - Master Candle Ming-"

The majestic sound with a faint whistling sound became louder and louder, like Huang Zhong Da Lu, passing through the forest and rushing to the sky, startling the birds in the forest.

At this time, on the flying cliff, Xiao Yuesheng was sitting at the stone table, holding a Tianshan Snow Lotus in his hand, teasing and feeding a huge white crane beside him.

Hearing a faint shout from under the cliff, Xiao Yuesheng let the white crane peck the snow lotus in his hand, and looked at Master Candle Ming, who was frowning and stroking his beard, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but smile.

At this time, the shouting sounded again, but the middle qi was no longer as complete as it was just now.

Ran Qing was doing lunch class in the main hall, knocking on the wooden fish, muttering scriptures in his mouth, and suddenly heard a clear and peaceful voice in his ears: "Ran Qing, come over for a while." ”

As soon as Ran Qing heard it, he knew that it was Xiao Jushi, hurriedly put down the wooden fish, stood up from the futon, and walked quickly towards the pine forest.

The two brothers and sisters on the mountainside listened quietly for a long time, and there was no sound to respond, and they couldn't help but be a little disappointed.

"Senior brother, shout again!" Li Hanxiang, the girl in white, still had a calm and calm face, which was very different from her senior brother's anxious face.

"Ahh He was a little ashamed and annoyed.

Although he is three years older than his junior sister, he started four years earlier, and when it comes to skill, he is not as good as his junior sister, and this senior brother deserves a name that does not deserve it.

"Senior brother, shout again!" Li Hanxiang said lightly, glancing at his senior brother lightly.

"Okay, okay, just listen to you!" Xu Yiou was looked at by her junior sister's faint eyes, and he no longer had a temper, and hurriedly disarmed.

"Lonely Garden Li Hanxiang and Xu Yiou visit Master Candle Ming-"

Xu Yiou mustered up all his strength, his internal qi was agitated, he raised his head and roared, and his voice rolled out, like a roar, which was really the pinnacle of his life.

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