(Inscription: The title of this volume is "Grass and Trees", and this inscription is the general inscription of this volume.) As the saying goes, "People are not grass and trees, who can be ruthless?" Of course, people cannot be ruthless, but the so-called love in everyone's mind is different. But this sentence implies a prerequisite, that is, the grass and trees are ruthless.

Buddhism preaches the six realms, sentient beings have birds and beasts, but they do not contain plants and trees. I once asked an eccentric old monk, "Why don't plants and trees enter all beings? Is it because plants and trees are ruthless?" As a result, the monk shook his bald head and replied: "No, isn't it that the monk can't kill if the grass and trees enter the sentient beings, what do you ask the monk to eat?"

I watched the purple clay pot in my hand open the lid, and the green leaves wafted in the water, emitting the fragrance of tea. There was a sudden emotion in my heart, maybe in the eyes of the grass and trees, people are also ruthless. Then it's not that the grass and trees are ruthless, it's just that the so-called love for each other is different, and they can't talk about it. )

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In the dream, she was walking in the direction of the school outside the school gate, and I stood at the school gate waiting for her, waving to her from a distance. She saw me coming over and asked, "Ishino, are you looking for me?"

"Yes, I have something to do with you, do you remember, I said I was going to tell you about Liu Yiyi. ”

Teacher Liu looked around: "Didn't we say okay? You will still come to my dream and talk about it in my dream." ”

"Now that's the dream, we're in the dream. I said to her in as soft a tone as I could.

"What? are we dreaming now?" her voice was surprised! Ordinary people often don't know they're dreaming in their dreams.

"Yes, I have a way to prove it to you, you give me a hand. ”

Teacher Liu looked around again, then looked at me hesitantly, and stretched out a hand with some hesitation. I took her hand and turned my mind in her dreams, my delusions. The scene in front of me changed. It was dark, there was no sound around, and I sat side by side with her on the steps of the school playground, exactly as we had been talking that night. Teacher Liu exclaimed, "Oh my God! This is really a dream!" and then disappeared.

She woke up in a dream! Ordinary people's dreams are unreal, and they are disturbed, and it is easy to wake up from their sleep, which is something I can't do. When the dream was turned into a dream, the dream and the delusion were broken together, and she woke up from the bed, and I also came out of the delusion. The Yin God still stood in front of her bed, watching her open her eyes.

Teacher Liu's expression was a little lazy, and she didn't seem to have fully woken up, she rubbed her eyes, put on her coat and sat up. He muttered to himself, "Why did I dream of him again? Is this dream real or false?" many times. ”

When I heard this, my heart warmed. It's like something is pouring up. I actually walked into her dream, and today was only the second time, and I didn't think that she had dreamed of me many times! Did she see me so often in her dreams? Could she be thinking about me, too? What does that mean to her?

Teacher Liu turned on the lamp and leaned against the head of the bed. There was a large pillow in his arms, pondering, not knowing what he was thinking. I saw paper and pen on the desk next to the bed. I wanted to use the Yin God Imperial Method, pick up the pen and write a few words, telling her that I was by my side, but I held back. I didn't want to scare her, and I didn't want her to know that I was watching her by her bed. I just waited quietly for her to fall asleep again and into her next dream.

After waiting for a long time, she finally turned off the light and went back into the bed. This time she slept on the floor not too tightly, the quilt was not tightly covered, and half of her shoulders were exposed. The weather in December is very cold. I don't want to see her freezing and using the Imperial Technique to lift the quilt for her. The strength of the Yin God Imperial Object was very weak, and I covered her shoulders with the quilt, and almost used up all my strength. She seemed to frown a little mischievously, and said something vaguely in her mouth.

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"Teacher Liu, are you going to participate in the activities of the Mei Wending Memorial Hall tomorrow?" This time, I was afraid that she would wake up in a dream again, so I didn't tell her that it was a dream.

"Yes, aren't you going too? I heard that the school leader directly ordered the three of you to participate in this event. Ishino, I know your identity, do you have any mission to participate in this event?" Teacher Liu, sure enough, Bingxue is smart, she has already thought of this question, I am afraid that it was not in a dream, she thought about it during the day, and just asked me in a dream.

"Yes, there is a mission, and my mission is to monitor all the people who attend this seminar for unusual behavior. Especially those foreign experts. I think this task may be related to the Mei family's secrets, so I advise you to be careful. ”

Teacher Liu: "I see. The things of our Liu family, special people like you may be very interested, and you came to steal them. The thousand-year-old history of the Namei family has always been very mysterious, and it is impossible not to have its own secrets. I'll be careful, but it's you who should be more careful. ”

It's enough to have her, and I don't need to say more. I'm not going to mention Liu Yiyi's thing today, because I didn't plan to tell her that it was a dream. I suddenly remembered the trick that the Wind Gentleman had played with me, and I wanted to try it. I told her, "Mr. Liu, I remember that you have a butterfly-shaped card, can you wear this card tomorrow?

My words made her wonder, "Why? Why would I do this?"

I laughed and said, "If I see you taking off the card with your right hand, I will point to my heart with the middle finger of my left hand, and don't ask why you will understand tomorrow." ”

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Early the next morning, Shang Yun and I flew to the Mei Wending Memorial Hall to report, and the seminar only started in the afternoon. When I went, Mr. Feng and Old Man Donald had already arrived, and they were standing in front of a display in the front yard discussing something. Seeing me, the gentleman greeted me, "Ishino, you came just in time." Tell me, what are the two most obscene and shameless things you have in the country?"

"I don't know. ”

"I know!" Shang Yunfei on the side saw a stone tablet broken in two on the ground and replied: "Kick the widow's door!

I didn't expect the little monk to speak foul. I saw that there was a sign in front of this stone tablet, which read "Mei Wending Tombstone". I only heard Old Man Tang say: "It's not bad that you dig up the grave of the family! Is there no descendant of the Mei family? How did you dig up all the tombstones here? And break them in two! Can't you really find cultural relics in the museum to exhibit? How can you do such a thing? Is this place a memorial to Mei Wending or a waste of Mei Wending?"

It was only when I heard this that I understood what they were talking about. I didn't expect the Mei Wending Memorial Hall to dig up all the tombstones of Mei Wending to this exhibition, which is really too much! Fortunately, these people don't know about Mei's forbidden land. Otherwise, I don't know what it will look like? When Old Man Tang and Feng Junzi were talking, the director of the memorial hall and the director of the Municipal Bureau of Culture on the side turned pale but did not say a word. They can't change their methods here, and the few who curse people are not in their care.

While talking, Teacher Liu also came, she wore a goose-yellow cashmere coat today, without makeup, but she looked more beautiful and refined, and she had a style and flow. I noticed that she had a tiny butterfly-shaped card pinned to her. When she saw me, she seemed to unintentionally take off the card with her right hand. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw this scene and quietly pointed to the center of my earth with the middle finger of my left hand. The folder in Mr. Liu's hand fell to the ground, and she bent down and picked it up again. Try to keep your expression calm.

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The task assigned to me by Director Gu was to monitor the foreign guests. In fact, there were only two real experts from the five foreign guests, namely Professor Park of Seoul University in South Korea and Professor Takeuchi of Waseda University in Japan. I don't like either Lao Pu or Takeuchi, because these two guys are squinting when they see Mr. Liu. The feeling of wanting to keep my eyes on her. During discussions and exchanges, these two old things always like to come to Teacher Liu's side, either to praise her for her beauty, or to give her a small gift, and to invite her to have coffee or something at night. Teacher Liu politely declined.

Except for the two old ones, the other three small plots are not very good. Professor Takeuchi brought an assistant. It is a young man in his thirties, surnamed Kobayashi, who likes to bow. And when he bowed, his expression was cold and arrogant. Professor Park brought two assistants, a man and a woman, the male may be a teaching assistant, and the female is a doctoral student he leads. On the first day of the lounge, when she saw the fruit bowl on the coffee table, she exclaimed: "Do you have such big apples in China?" The girl picked it up and tasted it, and asked very suspiciously, "Who did you learn from if the taste of kimchi here is not authentic?"

I hate it, hate it, and my surveillance has not relaxed at all, and soon there is a person who is very suspicious, and it is Kobayashi, the assistant of Professor Takeuchi. At the seminar, this person was not interested in pure mathematical problems, and kept asking what else the Mei family had left in Wucheng? What are the representative cultural relics in the collection of the memorial hall? I think that the things that the Mei family can find are probably all in this memorial hall, and even Mei Wending's tombstone has been dug up. Of course, I am not qualified to participate in the meeting to discuss, I am just a venue service and the reception staff who accompany the visit, which is also convenient for me to observe carefully.

On the afternoon of the second day of the meeting, a visit to the cultural relics of the memorial hall was arranged, and a tour guide was responsible for explaining. There is no professional tour guide to explain the relevant historical relics, and Mr. Liu is responsible for it. Xiao Lin listened very carefully, and he had to ask questions almost everywhere. After the group visit, everyone freely admired in the various exhibition halls of the memorial hall, and I glanced at the wind gentleman and Shang Yunfei, and both of them understood it and quietly stared at the vicinity of Xiaolin.

Xiao Lin seemed to be very casual and came to a display case, which exhibited the "Theory of Calculation" left by Mei Wending, a total of more than a dozen ancient books bound by the line, which is said to be the original authentic handwriting preserved by the people. I saw Xiao Lin gently and rhythmically touch the wooden frame of the display case with two fingers, and the ancient books in the cabinet actually slowly turned page by page. He has the ability to telepathize with objects, and he is really not an ordinary person!

Feng Junzi and I both appeared, but it was Shang Yunfei who cast the spell. Like Xiao Lin, he stretched out one hand and stood far away on the other side of the booth, gently tapping the table top where the showcase was placed with two fingers. Shang Yunfei's fingers moved, Xiao Lin's fingers seemed to be pressed by something, and he couldn't move there. Shang Yunfei didn't learn from him to move those ancient books, because if he moved the books, the strength of the two of them would probably tear the books apart.

The two of them fought silently, and almost no one noticed in the entire exhibition hall. I saw that green tendons burst out on the back of Xiao Lin's hand, and his white face turned iron blue. He suddenly raised his wrist, Shang Yunfei's fingers shook, only to hear a crisp sound, and the large glass on the surface of the display case suddenly appeared several large cracks that were crisscrossed horizontally and vertically. Everyone in the exhibition hall was startled, and Xiao Lin took the opportunity to retract his hand and flash it to the side as if nothing happened.

"The quality of glass in China is so poor, even museums are like this!" the female doctor from South Korea came over and talked nonsense.

"What are you talking about, Miss Jin?" asked the Wind Gentleman when he leaned over and asked her, and looking at his smiling face, I thought he might be going to do something bad.

"I said that the glass here is of poor quality, and the memorial booth itself will be shattered. Before her words fell, the gentleman suddenly moved back, quietly grabbed one of my hands, and heard two crisp sounds in front of me, "pop", "pop The Wind Gentleman finally couldn't help but play tricks.

Miss Kim was so startled that she almost didn't jump up and took off her glasses to see what was going on. The Wind Gentleman still said with a hippie smile: "These profiteers! Miss Jin's glasses must be in China, right?"

"Well, yes, it was matched in Beijing a few days ago. Miss Kim replied a little embarrassed.

"Miss Jin is wearing these beautiful leather boots, where did you buy them?"

"Seoul. Miss Kim replied casually as she looked at her glasses. As soon as she finished speaking, she heard two voices, and two large openings opened on the tops of her boots at the same time, revealing their socks. I saw a hole in the front of her sock on her right foot.

Miss Jin was startled again, and quickly squatted down and covered her feet with her hands, not knowing what was going on. Before he could finish speaking, he asked, "Where did you buy Miss Kim's belt?"

"Okay, okay, don't go too far! It's not good to be out of line, after all, it's a woman. "This is Shang Yunfei coming over and quietly persuading the gentleman. Feng Junzi let go of my hand at this time, otherwise that Miss Jin really wouldn't know how to get out of this exhibition hall.

There was a crisp sound in the glass cabinet, and Miss Jin exclaimed twice, alarming the others, and they all came to see what was going on. Seeing that there were more people around him, Feng Junzi deliberately asked Shang Yunfei loudly: "Yunfei, do you know how Zhang Fei scolded Lu Bu in "Romance of the Three Kingdoms"?"

"Three family slaves!" Shang Yunfei couldn't help but laugh when he replied. The two big people in our class usually have a lot of contradictions, but when they are consistent, they still cooperate with each other very tacitly. Old Donald in the distance looked at them and shook his head with a smile.

After such an episode, Kobayashi from Japan also knew that there were powerful masters around him, and he exposed his deeds and did not act rashly. However, I will finally write his report to Director Gu about his behavior today.

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Before the three of us students participated in this activity, the director of education, Fang Zhouzi, called us together to teach. What he meant was probably a rule for middle school students: "When you meet foreign guests, you must not be humble or arrogant." He also wanted to explain to us what it means to be neither humble nor arrogant. As a result, the Wind Gentleman pointed at Shang Yunfei and said, "Director Fang, I know that Shang Yunfei is neither humble nor arrogant. ”

What the Wind Gentleman said was too vivid. Shang Yunfei, an unordained little lama, usually has a faint expression no matter what he encounters, neither flattering nor arrogant. The Wind Gentleman said so. Director Fang had nothing to say. He told us a few more words, in short, pay attention to your image, don't lose face, and so on. Director Fang told us not to lose face, but on the last day of the dinner, he did something very humiliating.

The seminar was not long, but it lasted only three days. After the end of the third day, the local leaders will hold a banquet as usual. Due to Director Gu's arrangement, several of our students also mixed up at the table and had a meal, of course, in the far corner of the banquet hall. At the dinner on this day, Director Fang, Old Man Tang, Teacher Liu, Professor Park, and Professor Takeuchi sat at one table, and the other leaders of relevant departments at the table were others. Director Fang probably drank a few more glasses of wine. It seems to be more excited and talks a lot. As he spoke, he put down his wine glass and sighed: "I have gained a lot from the three-day seminar, and I have written a five-word poem. ”

"Good, good. Mr. Fang read it aloud and listened. Someone next to him chimed in.

Director Fang cleared his throat and read: "If there is any doubt in the Tao, I am determined to ask the ancients often. ......”

There are a total of eight sentences and four crosses in the five-word poem, and Fang Zhouzi just read two sentences when he heard Old Man Tang interrupt him loudly: "Director Fang, don't be in a hurry to make poems, come and come." Hurry up and drink. ”

The director of the cultural bureau sitting next to him was puzzled: "What a poem! Teacher Fang is so knowledgeable, I'm waiting to finish it." ”

I was also listening from a distance, and I looked over here for some reason. I saw that the two "sinologists" from abroad, Professor Park and Professor Takeuchi, both frowned slightly, and there was an imperceptible look of contempt on their faces. At this time, the wind gentleman probably came back from going to the bathroom outside, and his little face was already red with drink. When he walked behind Director Fang, he stopped and said, "Director Fang, what kind of poem do you use rhyme, and the second sentence is a lonely flat tune, and the poetry since ancient times has not been written like this." It's all wrong in rhyme and style, it's really not poetry!"

After the wind gentleman finished speaking, he ignored him, and walked back to my table, the local director was confused and embarrassed to ask others, so he only said to Teacher Liu: "Xiaoliu, what is Lone Pingtuo?"

Teacher Liu glanced at him and replied helplessly: "The first sentence you just said, 'There are doubts in the preaching', the rhythm is '仄仄平仄,' then the second sentence of the rhythmic poetry style should be '平平仄仄平'." As a result, your sentence 'determined to ask the ancients' used '仄仄平仄仄'. Lyric poetry generally does not suppress rhyme, and it doesn't matter if Director Fang must use rhyme like this, but it must not be lonely and flat. There is only one flat character in your second sentence, and this kind of sentence has no sense of rhythm at all, which is the biggest taboo of the lyric poetry style. Because then it can only be five words together, and it can't be considered a poem. ”

At this time, the director of the Cultural Bureau was afraid that Director Fang would lose face and mud and said: "How can modern people pay so much attention to writing poetry!"

Old man Tang was not happy when he heard this, and he made a wine glass on the table and said solemnly: "If you write prose poems or modern poems, no one cares how nonsense you are, but if you want to make a five-word rhythm, you must follow the rules of music and rhythm, and if you can't, don't lose that person! A few days ago, I watched TV and saw a big leader receiving foreign guests, and he actually made an ancient poem himself, and gave it to others, and he read through the grammar in the first sentence, which made me ashamed...... I want to be vassal, but Sven sweeps the floor, Sven sweeps the floor!"

Old man Tang said this, and the director of the cultural bureau didn't dare to speak. Director Fang's face was red and white for a while, and he only lowered his head and drank the wine, and there were six lines of poetry behind him, so he swallowed it back. At this time, Professor Takeuchi raised his glass and toasted, ignoring the others, only toasting Mr. Liu and Old Man Tang. After the salute, he actually came to our table with a cup and toasted the gentleman of the wind. The wind gentleman didn't shirk and did it with him with a smile.

After the dinner, the seminar ended, and I was just about to breathe a sigh of relief, when the Wind Gentleman whispered in my ear: "Ishino, your mission is probably the beginning of the show tonight." I and Shang Yunfei will help you keep an eye on that devil Xiaolin, you come at night and stare at the memorial hall by yourself, if something happens, I'm afraid it will be today. ”

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Mei Wending Memorial Hall is a typical antique Hui style building, with a high horse-head wall on the roof, and the buildings around the courtyard are connected by corridors. The color palette of the Hui style architecture is mainly solemn, and the columns and windows and doors are painted in an inconspicuous brownish-red color. The walls are all painted with white pulp, and the roof is covered with black fine tiles and gray tiles. From a distance, I can only see black and white, which looks quiet and mysterious at night.

I was sitting on the beams in the west gallery of the memorial, hiding my body behind the beams. Hold your breath and stare at the sound of a still, shadow. In order to be able to hide my body tonight, I also went to Zhaoting Mountain to borrow the lock spirit ring from Liu Yiyi. Wearing the Lock Spirit Ring, even if it is a person who is a master in the cultivation world, if he is not standing in front of me, I am afraid it will not be easy to appear to me. This memorial hall has just been completed, in fact, it is a formality, and no one really pays attention to it, and there are no infrared detectors installed in the exhibition hall, and it is not difficult to steal things.

The latent feeling is not comfortable. Time seems to pass rather slowly. It's a test of the mental quality of people, I once received simple sniper training in a training camp, and I lay in camouflage in the stinking mud all day, which is not sad now. It's just boring. Out of boredom, I even wanted to go out and see it, but I soon realized that there was another use for the Locking Ring—as long as I wore it, my Yin God couldn't do without my body.

It was already three or four o'clock in the morning, and in a few hours it would be dawn. And this is the time when everyone sleeps the deepest. I'm a little puzzled if the Wind Gentleman guessed wrong? There's nothing going on here tonight. Maybe it was the Wind Gentleman and Shang Yunfei who stared at that Xiao Lin. He couldn't come. Just then I felt a ripple in the air. The wave was silent, and something was creeping in.

Someone is coming! I soon saw this man, he was dressed in black, and even his head was wrapped in it, and he couldn't see his face clearly, but he felt that he was a little short. He didn't come from the ground, but crawled over the side of the main hall. I was a little nervous because he would show me up after a few more steps. But he didn't show up for me. Lately, he was only separated from me by a pillar, and at that moment he climbed down the ground like a cat.

This person didn't hesitate, and walked directly to a booth, which was the one that Xiao Lin had touched during the day, which contained the ancient edition of Mei Wending's thirteen volumes of "Theory of Calculations". Seeing that he took out a burden from his arms, and when he opened it, it turned out to be more than a dozen ancient books that looked exactly the same. This kid turned out to be playing with the bag!

I didn't strike right away, but looked at him from above. I'm going to wait until he's done stealing before I block him. I saw him holding the lock on the display cabinet with both hands, and the lock on the display case made a soft "click" sound. He uncovered the glass-encrusted cabinet, took out the dozen or so books, put them in his baggage, and put the ancient books he had brought back into the display case, restoring the cabinet to its original state. He packed up his baggage, turned around and walked towards the pillar below me. I'm ready to make a move, just give it to him the moment his head pops up.

Just as I was about to make a move, the situation changed abruptly! I only heard a sound from the window at the back of the exhibition hall, and a figure flew in like lightning and flew straight behind the man! Fortunately, I didn't take the action lightly just now, revealing my hiding place.

The latecomer was dressed in short clothes, but he looked like a high-hairpin Taoist. The Taoist priest pounced on the man in black, and the man in black reacted very quickly, and there was a sound behind him, and he immediately turned around and shot back with his five fingers like hooks, and at the same time, his body retreated sharply, avoiding the momentum of the attack. The two figures were staggered in the center of the exhibition hall, just a piece of the corner of the clothes, and I saw the Taoist priest wave his sleeves, and the man in black flew out. Seeing the man in black crash into the wall, he didn't make much noise. He turned in the air, almost reluctantly holding his body and sliding down against the wall.

A coquettish cry came out of the black-clothed mouth, as if he had suffered a loss. When I heard the voice, I was taken aback, and this person was not Kobayashi from Japan, but the female doctor from Korea, Miss Kim! This was very much beyond my expectations, and I saw that Miss Jin was simply a country girl who had never seen the world, and she came here to fill her head with garlic and made a lot of jokes. After doing it for a long time, this person was buried very deeply, and I suspect that no one suspected her.

I saw Miss Jin fall to the wall, and the Taoist priest was about to go to get her, and suddenly retreated back sharply. I saw that bits of silver light suddenly flew out around Miss Jin's body, like a group of butterflies flying in the dark, chasing after the Taoist priest. I could see clearly that the silver light was a boomerang that resembled a hidden weapon. The silver dart can chase people in the air and fly, which should be quite a kind of magic weapon for cultivators. But I've never seen this kind of magic weapon, generally speaking, when fighting the law, one person can only control one weapon, how can this woman be a big piece as soon as she shoots?

The silver dart with the sound of breaking through the air is very fast, if you take a hit on the body, I am afraid that the injury will not be light! The Taoist priest did not dare to be careless, and took a strange step under his feet, his body was as fast as smoke, flashing in the center of the hall, and the silver dart could not get close. Seeing the strange posture of the Taoist priest, Miss Jin swooped forward a few times in her mouth, and with a split of her hands, the butterflies flying in the air suddenly dispersed, like silver stars hovering around. This hovering was only for a moment, and then it flew towards the Taoist priest in the center in all directions, and this time the Taoist priest couldn't dodge with his footwork.

I was worried about the Taoist priest, wondering why he kept empty-handed and didn't show the magic weapon? At this time, I saw that the silver darts stopped a foot away from the Taoist priest, and they were still struggling and trembling. When I looked closely, I saw that the Taoist priest stretched out a hand and caught a dart between his index and middle fingers. This dart was clamped, and all the silver darts flying all over the sky were fixed! It turned out that this piece of silver dart was not a lot of magic weapons, just a magic weapon, but it was only divided into many parts.

The two of them entered a state of stalemate, only to see Miss Jin's outstretched arms, trying their best to join together, but they couldn't get together. The outstretched arm of the Taoist priest was also shaking slightly, and the silver dart struggled between his fingers, as if there was a slight hissing sound. Seeing this scene, the Taoist priest's empty other hand finally slowly pulled out something from the sleeve of his robe, which was a short sword one foot eight inches long. The dagger had no luster and no edge, and if it were held in someone else's hand, I would almost think it was a child's toy, because it was a wooden sword.