Chapter 404

After spring returns, all things recover.

The mountain and river side is not the demon soil, the climate is normal, especially in the southwest, the climate is more mild, when spring comes back, it will naturally be a new green.

There was green in front of me.

There is a small town located in the southwest of Zhou Dynasty. There is a small river passing through it. The whole town is divided into two parts. Because there are many white fish in the river, the name of the town is white fish town.

There are not many residents in whitefish town.

In recent years, there has been no major event. The people in the town are living well, but there is one thing they are not used to. The young gentleman who was a storyteller in a restaurant in the town left Baiyu town one day and never came back.

Although later, there were other storytellers on the top of the table, but everyone felt that there was something missing. In fact, no one could tell clearly what was missing. It was like the same material, the dish or the dish, and the cook had changed.

Without butcher Zhang and butcher Li.

Even though the price of pork is a little expensive, many people can still eat it.

But without Mr. Li, Mr. Wang or Mr. Zhang, they are all unhappy.

Without Mr. Li's influence, I'm afraid only the shopkeeper of that restaurant has the deepest experience.

Does he know that there is less silver than in the past?

Looking at the horizon, it is a light rain run such as crisp.

The shopkeeper's sad face sighed, "this damn weather."

But the next moment, there will be a dark shadow in the line of sight of the shopkeeper.

The shopkeeper raised his head and heard a gentle voice, "are there any seats available?"

The owner of the voice was a plain looking middle-aged man. The man opened his mouth, just like he had been here for the first time.

When the middle-aged man revisited his hometown, he could remember everything clearly. Although the shopkeeper had not seen any outsiders, it was several years ago when the middle-aged man first appeared here. He really couldn't remember things in his mind.

But if he can't remember it, he will be silly at the next moment.

There is a monk behind the middle-aged man!

The shopkeeper listens to the storyteller in the restaurant every day. There is no monk in those stories. In a word, he has never met a monk.

It is said that there are no monks in this mountain and river.

If you want to see these monks, you can only go to the Buddhist land in the West.

There is a Buddhist country and a spiritual mountain.

There are even two Buddhist saints on Lingshan.

The monk, dressed in a red cassock, stood behind the middle-aged man. Behind the monk, there was a girl and a scholar with an oil paper umbrella on his back.

As for another teenager, he had already been in the restaurant looking around.

The middle-aged man knocked on the counter and repeated, "is there another seat?"

The shopkeeper returned to God, and then nodded with a smile, "there are some."

A group of four chose a seat by the window.

And then I lit the hot pot.

This is a dish introduced from the outside by the shopkeeper in the first two years. At first, the guests were really not used to it. Later, it became popular, and restaurants in the whole town followed suit.

"The master is afraid that he can't eat hot pot."

The guy looks embarrassed.

Butter is essential in the bottom of the hot pot. If it is missing, it will be much worse. But the bald head in the red cassock is obviously a monk. He has heard that Mr. Shu talks about books all the year round. Naturally, he knows the commandments of those monks.

You can't marry, you can't eat meat, you can't drink

The guy looked at the monk, and he was puzzled. How could he insist on doing nothing?

The monk whispered, "please give me a vegetarian dish."

The man nodded, said nothing more, and turned to prepare the hot pot.

There should not have been monks in the mountains and rivers. If there was one occasionally, it would have been the only one who appeared in Beihai at that time, and then went to the school to stay until now, only Zen.

This Buddhist monk, who is well-known for his erudition, has been in the Academy for several years. He has not only read a lot of books, but also read some of the techniques allowed by the Academy.

Today's Zen state is far better than it was at the beginning.

Just still can't catch up with that Ye Sheng song.

Before ye Shengge left Luoyang, she occasionally made a move in a certain place. It has been confirmed that she had already broken through the Taiqing Dynasty and entered the twilight.

It's even gone a long way in the morning and evening.

She is the strongest young man in the mountains and rivers, and even in the world. It is almost a matter of certainty.

Chan Tzu has occasionally realized these years. He is still only in Taiqing, and he still has a foot in the door. As for Gu Yuan, who is close to the door, he is just Taiqing. However, Yan Yu is not very qualified. Before Cheng Taiqing, many people thought that this would be the case in his life. But who could have imagined that later, Mr. Yan, who was despised by everyone in the Academy, turned out to be an old tree Xinzhi has crossed the threshold of Taiqing and arrived in the morning and evening.It's just that after dawn, even Yanyu knows that his life is like this. It's almost ridiculous to want to be a monk in spring and autumn. However, when he enters the twilight, he has lived many more years. Although he can't see the end of the road, he can at least see Gu yuan go far away.

And now this generation of young people are better than before, do not know how much faster.

Before those young people, less than 40 to become day and night?

Even before the age of 50, it is possible to cross the twilight and enter the spring and Autumn period.

This world is really hard to understand.

Thinking of this, Yanyu put his eyes on Huang Jin, a scholar. After he went up the mountain, he had been looking at the books in the library, but he had not practiced any skills. If his martial uncle Zhou xuance had not been very optimistic about Huang Jin, he might have pointed out that the young man would have been driven down the mountain. The rules in the school house still vary from person to person.

If there is no backing, it is just like those monks who have no hope of entering the Qing Dynasty or in the twilight of their lives. They will naturally leave the mountain to practice. When the time comes, they will go to Luoyang City to offer sacrifices to the punishment department, or they will go to the mountains and fields to study until they die, or they can find a mortal combination to spend their whole life.

But compared with the mortals, these friars have a long life.

Hotpot was brought up, and then the side dishes began to be put up.

There are even oil dishes already in front of them.

Yan Yu said with a smile: "if you want to eat hot pot, you really need Yizhou's hot pot. But there are two places in Yizhou, and I have been debating which side is better. I think the hot pot of Qingzhou government is better, but there are many people who prefer the capital."

Young song Pei bit a piece of tripe and said vaguely: "I don't know whether it's the Qingzhou or the Duzhou hotpot, because I haven't eaten it. Anyway, I think the hot pot here is not bad."

Song Pei, a teenager, has read a lot of books and copied many classics in the mountains in the past two years. One day, he walked into a dilapidated hut and met an old man, and then there was a debate in his homework.

It's a debate, but it's a fight.

As the only disciple in charge of the sect, no matter who sees him on the mountain, he will be polite. Even the elders will not be angry with him for no reason. But it is the old man who knocks on his head when he has nothing to do. When something happens, he is directly served by the ruler.

But he didn't have any refutation. After all, the old man not only has great skills, but also has high seniority. What's more, he is also the husband of song Pei's family!

In this way, is it not that Su ye, the first scholar in the world, should bow his head in front of him.

When song Pei thought that his husband was punished, he didn't have a word to say. What was song Pei? He had more rice than knowledge. How could he argue with the old man.

Since he could not avoid it, song Pei had to bear it honestly, so he cherished the opportunity to go out, especially with his elder martial sister Gu Yuan.

Song Pei lowered his head to eat, and was not interested in other things for the time being.

Gu Yuan knocked on Song Pei's forehead, frowned and said, "younger martial brother, what's the matter with you? How do you patronize yourself?"

Song Pei knew later, then scratched his head and cooked some duck intestines for his elder martial sister.

Gu Yuan patted song Pei on the shoulder with satisfaction. "I'm a little younger martial brother. I know my elder martial sister's preference. I'll continue to report my elder martial sister's name on the mountain. No problem."

In fact, on the mountain, song Pei's status may be better than that of Shanggu yuan, but if people want to divide them between Gu Yuan and song Pei, Gu Yuan must be more favored.

after all, he is a book reader.

Compared with song Pei, who has good qualifications, he should be paid more attention.

After all, song Pei may become the next leader in charge of teaching, but Gu Yuan may become the next sage.

And she's a saint.

I'm afraid it has been more than 8000 years since the establishment of the three religions.

How many female saints have appeared in these eight thousand years?

There are more than one hand?

I'm afraid not.

As for one of them, is he a book reader?

No.

If there is really Gu Yuan's day of going to the sea, it will be a day worthy of being recorded in the annals of history.

No hope to become the sea of them, how do not want to witness the birth of a Canghai, but also a female sage as the seed of reading books.

After Song Pei put some chopsticks and duck intestines for Gu Yuan, he asked cautiously, "elder martial sister, we had a hard time going out of the school. Why don't we go around and have a look at it, but we have to come to this small place?"

Gu Yuan glared at him and frowned: "you know, this is probably the hometown of a sword immortal. Let's have a look. After that person becomes a sword immortal, you can't come even if you want to. Maybe you will be surrounded by these local people, and you can't come without money."

"You'd better have fun secretly. You'll thank my elder martial sister in the future."

Song Pei let out a cry, then lowered his voice and said in a panic: "the teacher in the school said that you are not allowed to talk about these things."Gu Yuan looked at Song Pei's appearance, then knocked him on the head and said angrily: "other people are afraid of the teacher. You are the student of the master teacher. Can't you have a little momentum?"

Song Pei is a little aggrieved, "but even if the teacher knows that I contradict the teacher, he will not be happy."

Gu Yuan sighed, this silly younger martial brother.

Song Pei pulled Gu Yuan's sleeve and asked in a low voice, "elder martial sister, is the Sword Fairy the kind of guy who flies around on the sword?"

Gu Yuan nodded, "no, it's powerful. It's just that guy that elder martial sister knows can't be a sword immortal. He still has a period to go. But you must believe that he will become a sword immortal one day. Otherwise, you ask Mr. Yan, when the guy first met, he was still a common man. He would dare to stand in front of Mr. Yan with a wooden stick. How could he say that a hero saves the beauty ！”

Song Pei was suspicious and turned his head to Yanyu. "Mr. Yan?"

Yan Yu shook his head and said with a smile, "that young man is just like Gu Yuan said, but it is not the first time that he met. The first time he met was still in a restaurant. If we really said that he was carrying a stick, it was the second time. However, it is very rare for a young man with courage like him."

Song Pei asked again, "Mr. Yan, can he become a sword immortal?"

Yan Yu shook his head and said, "it's hard to say. If the Sword Fairy is so easy to become, there must be more than one sword immortal in this mountain and river."

Originally, this sentence was quite to the point, but no one thought that Gu Yuan soon stamped his feet on one side.

The voice is not very loud, but Yan Yu has already entered the twilight after all, and naturally knows it.

He quickly changed his view. "In fact, the young man has a good chance."

Gu Yuan snorted with satisfaction.

Huang Jin and Zen Zi's understanding smile was attracted.

Song Pei asked dejectedly, "elder martial sister, do you know that future sword immortal, do you like him very much?"

Gu Yuan knocked on Song Pei's head. "What are you thinking about all day? That's a friend of the elder martial sister."

"Just friends?"

Song Pei didn't believe it.

Gu Yuan has already knocked song Pei's head too many times. Today, he doesn't want to.

She was too lazy to say much.

As for Li Fuyao, she just wants to see him become a sword immortal. Her friend, ah, will have more face when she talks about it later.

Of course, it's not just for face.

If you want to be Li Fuxian, you have to be a sword.

……

……

The boiling soup is bubbling in the pot, and the bright red soup is boiling endlessly, with prickly ash floating and sinking in it.

Zen Zi and Huang Jin walk out of the restaurant.

Both of them have read a lot of books and share a lot of common topics.

A red cassock of Zen walking in the street, very eye-catching.

Both men walked in the rain without an umbrella.

Huang Jin is also carrying an oil paper umbrella.

Chan Tzu and Huang Jin had many conversations earlier, but they were all in the school palace.

It's a long way to go.

Chan Tzu said, "it seems that you can't use too many sages' theories if you want to apply them to the people at the foot of the mountain."

Huang Jin said with a smile, "if you read the theory of sages into your stomach and then think about it carefully, it will naturally be beneficial. If you just read and don't think about things, it's actually difficult."

"You think it's so easy to solve the problem of going up and down the mountain."

Huang Jin shook his head and said, "these things are things that I don't know for thousands of years. It may take me a lifetime to do them."

Huang Jin doesn't go on the road of cultivation, so his life is as short as a hundred years.

Zen asked, "if so, why not practice?"

This is a very practical question. Since Huang Jin wants to do something, he has to have an extremely long life at least to have enough time to do what he wants to do.

Otherwise, in a short period of a hundred years, what has been done has not been effective, and what has happened, who will control and adjust the direction of the project?

Huang Jin is very free and easy, "the people at the foot of the mountain pay attention to the inheritance of their families, perhaps because of this."

Zen son did not speak, just looked at Huang Jin with a smile.

Huang Jin continued: "if you want to be a man at the foot of the mountain, you can't walk on the road of cultivation. Otherwise, how to distinguish between the mountain and the mountain."

Chan Tzu pondered for a while, then walked forward for a distance, and then said, "the difference between the mountain and the mountain is only because of the length of life, just because of the strength and weakness?"

Huang Jin thought, "it should not be in essence."

Some problems, I think a lifetime may not think clearly, but if someone raises a point, it will be suddenly clear.

That feeling, in fact, is very good.

Of course, there will be people who don't feel so good.

The smarter the person is, the more likely he is to get ahead.

Huang Jin doesn't think he is a smart man. Even if he is, he is willing to accept it.Accept your mistakes and make changes.

Zen Tzu laughed, "so what do you think?"

Some other things appeared on Huang Jin's face, "it turns out that I was wrong."

It's not easy to admit mistakes openly.

"It's not too late," Chan said with a smile

"Huang said

He is still very young. From now on, he should not say anything else. He should have no problem going to Taiqing. After entering Taiqing, he will be able to speak a lot more. At that time, he will be able to do more.

But the premise is not to be wiped out by those higher beings.

In the final analysis, to do things, we can only do it in the corner of the sea people do not pay attention to, otherwise it is very easy to suffer the disaster of extinction.

Huang Jin looked at Zen son and said seriously, "you are the most intelligent person I have ever met. It's a pity that you are a person outside the world."

Huang Jin's meaning is very simple and direct. If Chan Zi is not a monk, he wants to ask Zen Zi to help him, for example, to do it together.

It's a pity that Zen is a monk indeed.

Zen son looked at Huang Jin and said seriously, "actually, I have an idea. I don't know if you can help me?"

Huang Jin suddenly became clear. Some things, needless to say, understood. He said with a smile, "I have an idea."

Chan Tzu looked at him and said, "Oh, Amitabha."

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……

This drizzle in white fish town, it doesn't stop.

There are not many pedestrians.

But some people, wearing coir raincoat, hat and fishing rod, sit by the river to fish.

The man was wearing a white dress, sitting by the river with a light smile on his face.

A few years ago, a man once took a sword in this place. At that time, the man was a swordsman in the twilight.

Nowadays, the women sitting in this place are also in the twilight.

It's just that she doesn't take a sword, just to fish.

She came here, not deliberately for whom, just as she wanted.

Only when she came here, the town gathered the three most brilliant young people of the three religions.

Gu Yuan, Zen son, and a white dress of her.

Ye Sheng song!

Ye Shengge looks at the distance, thinking of this time, there is no peach blossom.

The mood is a little bad.

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