Jiang Hu misunderstood me a lot

It turns out that the Stone Niu Cave is said to be a cave, but it is actually open-air.It's just that the vegetation in the mountains is verdant, and the branches and leaves are dense above the head, covering most of the skylight, as if it has become a natural cave roof.

At this time, someone in the mountains suddenly walked through the forest, brushing the branches and leaves aside the dense branches and leaves above their heads.

A ray of sunlight suddenly shines directly into the valley, which is bright and prosperous!

The man poked his head out from above and glanced down. His shadow was reflected in the stream, flashing past like a frightened shadow.

Liang Yufeng was taking pictures on the stone ox facing the water, complacent, when suddenly his eyes blurred, and a face flashed in the stream like a shadow.

The flowing springs in the valley are crystal clear, reflecting the shadows of stone cows and trees in the water.

The bright sunlight shone on the water and reflected back, the shadow of the man passed by again, Liang Yufeng anxiously didn't know if he could see the face of the man clearly, or was it just a delusional illusion.

Vaguely, it was an extremely elegant face, with picturesque eyebrows, and an extraordinary appearance, but it still had a bit of childishness.

Just like the hibiscus facing the water, the color of dew-dyed rouge is not strong.The shimmering flowers and shadows complement each other.

Before Young Master Liang had time to admire, the light dimmed again.

The man had already retracted his head, and the branches and leaves he had pushed aside stretched out again, the light faded, and the shadows in the water were replaced by trembling tree shadows.

When he looked up again, he could no longer see the sky, let alone the person just now.

Liang Yufeng was confused, and almost thought that what he saw was not a human being, but a hibiscus flower fairy in the mountains.

Gathering his mind, he excitedly said, "Brother, did you see it?"

Shi Tongyu thought about it, and replied, "Yes."

Liang Yufeng said: "Who do you think this person is?"

Shi Tongyu fell silent.

Liang Yufeng smiled and said, "It is said that Shi Manqing, a great scholar of the Tang Dynasty, turned into a ghost fairy after death and entered the Furong City. The person just now has a refined appearance. Could it be the God of Furong?"

"..." Shi Tongyu gave him a supercilious look.

"Haha, brother, I'm teasing you." Liang Yufeng shook his feather fan lightly and laughed heartily.

Shi Tongyu had nothing to do with him, so he had to say: "This man is still young, he should be Qiao Lecheng, Qiao Lekang's younger brother."

Liang Yufeng clapped his palms and laughed loudly: "No wonder people call him Xiao Qiao, his appearance really lives up to his reputation!"

Meeting one of the Qiao family brothers by accident, Young Master Liang became even more interested: "Brother, let's go up and have a look!"

After thinking for a while, he thought that the person should be on the short slope near them just now, so close, wouldn't it be a pity not to meet him?

Shi Tongyu responded, "That's fine."

They were worried that they would not see Qiao Lekang, the owner of Furong Villa, and now they met his brother Qiao Lecheng by chance, so of course they had to make friends.

The two walked out of the Stone Niu Ancient Cave and followed the mountain path to Sanzu Mountain.This is also the only way to enter Sanzu Temple.The vegetation along the way is sparse, although it has entered autumn, the pines and cypresses in the mountains are still green and green, and the shade is like a curtain.

Being in it, I suddenly feel far away from the hustle and bustle of the world of mortals, the ordinary heart gradually fades away, and the Zen heart suddenly rises.

Thinking about the little Qiao they saw just now, she passed through the branches and leaves in this fairyland, no wonder her elegant appearance is not like ordinary people...

"Caught it! I caught it!"

"why is it you again!"

"Exactly! Martial arts are amazing."

The sudden noise broke the Zen and tranquility of this world.

Liang Yufeng stopped in his tracks, turned his eyes to look, and was stunned for a moment!

There were a bunch of people squatting side by side in the grass, four of the five were bald, and they were wearing moon-white monk robes. They were obviously young monks from the Sanzu Temple.

These little novice monks neither recited scriptures nor chanted Buddha. They all lay in the grass with their waists bent and buttocks pouted, with no temperament or image.Some held bamboo tubes in their hands, and some held net bags, as if they were catching insects.

But the most conspicuous one inside is the one with hair——

The young man was a few years older than the young monks, but he was still childish, and he seemed to be only sixteen or seventeen years old.

He was also half-squatting and half-kneeling on the ground, holding a bamboo tube in his hand, tilting his head and smiling like spring blossoms, the grass juice and mud stains on his cheeks couldn't hide his exquisite beauty, wasn't it the little girl they glimpsed just now? Joe!

"...what are they doing?"

Seeing this situation at first sight, even Young Master Liang couldn't help but start to doubt life.

Shi Tongyu was silent for a long, long time, until he became impatient, and then he replied uncertainly: "It seems... he was catching crickets."

...So, the Hibiscus Fairy they were shocked to see just now is actually just——

This kid is relying on lightness skills to scurry around, pushing through the grass and looking for crickets? !

It is said that as early as the Tianbao period of the Tang Dynasty, whenever autumn came, it was common for people in Chang'an to fight crickets.In the Southern Song Dynasty, this custom had already swept the country, and everyone from citizens to monks and nuns enjoyed this play.

Poor Liang Yufeng grew up overseas and has never seen this scene before.

Xiao Qiao over there smiled and said, "I'm lucky."

He twisted a blade of grass and introduced the cricket into the bucket, and several young monks exclaimed together: "Bodhi head!"

Liang Yufeng became curious and walked over to watch.The young monks didn't mind, and even made room for him.

Master Liang did as the Romans did, lifted the hem of his robe, squatted down on the spot immediately, and leaned over to look at the bucket basin.Shi Tongyu had no choice but to follow silently.

Xiao Qiao said: "It's a pity that it's Bodhi's head, not as good as the pure birthday star's head. Do you want to fight once?"

The little monk named Zhenjing was thin and small, probably only eleven or twelve years old.Holding a porcelain pot in her hand like a baby, she hesitated after hearing what he said.

Liang Yufeng was not ashamed to ask: "What is the bodhi head? What is the birthday head?"

Those young monks were busy persuading Zhenjing, but no one cared about him.

"Zhenjing, fight him!"

"He's just a new one, and he's not the ever-victorious general just now. It's very promising!"

"We lost all our pocket money. Take it out on us!"

Liang Yufeng had no choice but to stare at the bodhi head in the bucket.I saw that cricket with a round head and long whiskers, squatting in the bucket with a resonant cry, looking quite majestic.

Shi Tongyu bent down behind him, seeing him scratching his ears and cheeks with curiosity, he couldn't help explaining: "Fighting crickets are generally graded by the shape of their heads. The longevity head is the best, a kind of long round head, named for its resemblance to an old birthday star. .”

Liang Yufeng was amazed, turned around and said, "Wow, brother, you understand this too!"

Shi Tongyu whispered: "I only know a little bit."

Liang Yufeng asked: "What about Bodhi's head? The one whose head looks like Bodhi's?"

Shi Tongyu nodded: "Well, the bodhi head is a big round head, which is also of the top grade, also called pearl head."

Young Master Liang was full of admiration: "There is a lot of knowledge here, it's interesting!"

Shi Tongyu was helpless: "My little sister only liked to play this when she was a few years old."

Over there, Xiao Qiao and the young monks were quarreling and had already agreed to fight.The little monk Zhenjing took out the money bag tragically, and counted out the copper coins one by one, reluctantly.

Xiao Qiao smiled and said: "Zhenjing, what are you afraid of? Your birthday star has always been invincible, so you put it all in?"

Zhenjing clenched her purse tightly, and said cautiously, "I don't! I want to save some money to buy sweets."

Xiao Qiao said: "Okay. Then how much do you bet?"

Zhenjing hesitated and said: "Ten essays...or eight essays!"

Xiao Qiao rolled her eyes and said, "Eight Wen is eight Wen, it's up to you."

Young Master Liang was surprised: "Hey, you guys still gamble?"

Upon hearing this, Xiao Qiao immediately looked at him. Seeing that he was well dressed, she squinted her eyes and asked, "Your surname? Do you want to bet too?"

Liang Yufeng smiled and said, "Miangui's surname is Liang. I thought, but there are no crickets."

Xiao Qiao hurriedly said: "It doesn't matter if there are no crickets. Mr. Liang is a guest from afar, and I will let you take advantage. You can bet on one of our two sides. If you bet right, I, the host, will pay you money; if you bet wrong Then I'm sorry, your gambling money belongs to the winner."

Liang Yufeng smiled and said: "Then little brother, don't you suffer a lot? If I make a right bet, you will pay me back. Even if I make a wrong bet, the gambling capital will not necessarily belong to you, but to the person who won the fight?"

Xiao Qiao rolled her eyes and said, "I am Qiao Lecheng, the brother of the owner of Furong Mountain Villa. How can I value this mere penny? It's just a joke. Do you want to play?"

Liang Yufeng smiled, and said generously: "Okay. I'll bet on you to win." He took out his money bag, and casually took five taels of small ingots to bet on.

Xiao Qiao stared at his bulging money bag with fiery eyes.It took a long time before he turned his head away, rubbed his nose, and didn't care to make the stains on his face more dirty, and raised his voice: "Is there anything else to bet? Is there anything else?"

Several other young monks muttered: "You have won all your pocket money, so you have no money to gamble!"

Xiao Qiao said: "If you don't bet, don't regret it."

He pouted at Zhenjing and said, "Zhenjing, come on! Let's see how awesome your birthday is!"

Zhenjing slowly slid open the lid of the porcelain pot in her hand, carefully used a blade of grass to guide the cricket inside into the bamboo tube, and finally sent it into the bucket basin with the bamboo tube.

The two crickets were entrenched on one side of the bucket, and the owner teased the tentacles with the trembling blades of grass, and soon became barbaric.They rubbed their wings, and Chirp yelled and rushed together to bite.

That birthday star head really lived up to its reputation, facing the enemy head-on without fear, biting the opponent's limbs at once, and throwing it out of the bucket with a hard shake!

"I lost! Xiao Qiao lost!" The little monks immediately cheered.

Xiao Qiao sighed remorsefully, and ignored the Bodhi head who gave up and fled, lowered his eyes and said: "Yes, I lost. Zhenjing's birthday head is really powerful."

He glanced at Liang Yufeng and said, "Young Master Liang, I'm really sorry that you lost too."

How could Young Master Liang put such a small amount of money in his eyes, and said with a smile as if nothing had happened: "It's okay to bet and admit defeat."

At this time, I saw Xiao Qiao slowly taking out the eight-character copper coin, together with the eight-character coin that Zhenjing bet on, and Liang Yufeng's five taels of silver, all pushed to Zhenjing.

The little monk Zhenjing looked at the pile of bets and smiled from ear to ear.The mouth is too wide open, and there are still gaps in the teeth, and the deciduous teeth have not been completely replaced.

Xiao Qiao sighed: "Zhenyuan, Zhenguang, Zhenhui, you are at a loss. I told you that Zhenjing's birthday head is very powerful. Maybe even stronger than my Changsheng general."

The three young monks looked at the pile of copper coins and silver in front of Zhenjing, and were so envious that their saliva was about to drip.

That chubby Zhenyuan had an idea, and couldn't help but said: "Little Qiao, then do you want to fight General Changsheng against Zhenjing again?"

The author has something to say: Xiao Qiao has finally appeared ^_^