Ou Xuzi took the old man back to his home, a village with beautiful mountains and rivers in the north of Hangzhou.

Longshan Mountain is more than 200 meters high, it is the holy place of Taoism mainstream Quanzhen School, it is located between the West Lake and the Qiantang River, it looks like a giant dragon lying horizontally, the majestic posture is handsome, when the wind and clouds surge, the lake and mountains are empty, the river and the sky are vast, the beauty is overwhelming, it is called "the ancestor of ten thousand mountains".

The old man came to a village called Xianglongzhai at the foot of Longshan, and saw that the cottages here were dotted, the smoke curled, the chickens and dogs crowed, the horses neighed and the cows barked, and he couldn't stop holding his snow-white beard and shaking his head and chanted: "It's really an empty mountain and no one is seen, but when I hear the sound of people's voices, I return to the forest and reshine on the moss. ”

Ou Xuzi couldn't cry or laugh, and said: "Master is good Yaxing, you should go and write poems and be a great poet who travels all over the world." ”

The old man replied, "What about poets, in this time of chaos, poetry is not the best. I prefer swords, ancient swords are cold and dark, and they are forged for thousands of years. The white light is the sun and the moon, and the purple gas is a bullfight. ”

Ou Xuzi replied: "Bai Juyi's "Li Duwei Ancient Sword" is certainly imposing, but what I like more is Cui Rong's "Yongjian Poem", the sword is out of Kunwu, and the turtle dragon is sandwiched with colored beads. It shows that the ancient swordsman's decoration of the sword has reached the pinnacle, which is breathtaking. ”

The old man's face sank: "The treasure knife is used to kill people, not to decorate, the ancestors have three feet of water in the box, and they have entered Wutan to kill the dragon." Ou Xuzi, you must understand, otherwise you can't kill the enemy by casting a sword, what's the use of luxury. ”

Ou Xuzi hurriedly reported his fists and said, "Master, I'm sorry, the apprentice understands." ”

Entering the village, standing in front of a courtyard, the vermilion gate is pasted with couplets on both sides, and the upper couplet is the color of the trees on the edge of the ridge with wind and cold. The lower link is the Ishigami spring vocal cord Yuqiu. The old man nodded slightly and said: "This couplet is Zheng Banqiao's once with Luo Ping in Zhenjiang Jiaoshan to play, Luo Ping finished chanting, and there is no lower link, Zheng Banqiao is a continuation of it, and it is also in line with the scenery here." ”

Ou Xuzi said: "This is the couplet that Humble Jing likes, and he is just in love when he sees the scene." ”

The old man looked at it carefully and said, "This writing is also hers?"

Ou Xuzi nodded: "Humble Jing was born in a scholarly family, and he also likes to write a little word on weekdays, just for recreation." ”

The old man nodded: "This woman has a sharp writing, soft and strong, and is a talented woman." ”

Open the courtyard door and go in, the inside is spotless, three very ordinary houses, hanging curtains, on both sides are chicken coops and sheepfolds, a peach tree in the yard is blooming, the pink flowers on the tender green leaves are blooming, with a joyful taste, making people feel refreshed, the old man said with a smile: "Cover the mountain and the poor wood, drive the sea over the peach." Okay, sit under this tree and sing about wine, and the gods won't change it. ”

Ou Xuzi just wanted to reply, and a woman came out of the door curtain of the room, she was wearing an ordinary white dress and long hair, and said softly: "The husband is back, and he has brought back the guests." ”

The old man looked up and was suddenly stunned, and it took a long time before he said: "Ou Xuzi, I'm sorry, I found the wrong person, say goodbye, say goodbye." ”

After saying that, he hurriedly walked out, Ou Xuzi stopped him: "We have already worshiped the master and apprentice, as the saying goes, one day is a teacher and a father for life, you didn't even drink a sip of water here, isn't it a joke to spread it, I, Ou Xuzi, is disrespectful, deceive the teacher and destroy the ancestors, a big crime, I can't afford it." ”

The old man smiled bitterly and replied: "Quiet is like a delicate flower shining on the water, and action is like a weak willow supporting the wind." Ou Xuzi, I finally understand why you are depressed, your wife can really look back and smile at Bai Meisheng, the six palaces have no color to describe, there is such a beauty by your side all day long, what is the use of learning, say goodbye. ”

Without waiting for Ou Xuzi to speak, the woman behind him spoke: "The difference between the old man's words, Zhaojun, the queen of the Han Dynasty Palace, is peerless and unsearchable, and can make the flowers shy in Shanglin, not afraid of beauty." The folk girl Xi Shi has a beautiful color to cover the present and the ancient, and the lotus flower is shy and jade, not afraid of show. But one of the two of them went out for the country and married Hu Han Evil Shan Yu, and the other sacrificed his life for the country to become the favorite concubine of Wu Wangfucha, and became a legend through the ages. Not to mention Hua Mulan and Mu Guiying, I, Xiao Xuanhan, am naturally inferior to them, but I also understand that the heart of the minister is a magnetic needle, and I will never interfere with what my husband wants to do. ”

The old man stopped, turned around and looked at the woman and said, "Xiao Xuanhan, soft on the outside and strong on the inside, well aware of righteousness, she is really a strange woman, please accept the old man's worship." ”

After speaking, he leaned over and was about to worship, Xiao Xuanhan's face was red, and he wanted to go up to help men and women and give them kisses, so he stomped his feet in a hurry, and Ou Xuzi on the side reacted and hurriedly stepped forward and grabbed the old man and said: "The master can't do it, he can't do it, he can't kill it." ”

The old man said: "Xuzi, you have a good wife, it's rare and rare, Yurong is lonely and tears are dry, pear blossoms are spring with rain, and since ancient times, it's a pity." ’

Ou Xuzi asked puzzledly, "What does master mean?"

The old man was startled, shook his head and said, "It's nothing, I've decided to accept you as an apprentice." ”