Song of Burying Snow

After leaving the temple fair, a group of people followed the old man through the streets and alleys. After walking for about half an hour, they finally stopped in front of a dilapidated small courtyard. The old man stepped forward to open the door.

Huan Xuezhu couldn't help it at first, and wanted to see the craftsman's true face first, and when the old man opened the door, she rushed in first, but what caught her eyes surprised Huan Xuezhu for a moment, seeing that the degree of dilapidation was as old as the old man's. In a similarly small courtyard outside, a middle-aged man in his 40s was sitting on a small stool and tossing with some bamboo chips. The man's left eye had only the white of his eye, but he was obviously a one-eyed man, and his trouser legs were empty. , obviously still missing a leg.

"This is the person the girl is looking for!" Huan Xuezhu was still staring blankly at the middle-aged man, but still called the old man back to his senses.

"Daddy, you're back!" The man was preoccupied with making things up, and greeted the old man habitually, only to find this extra group of people in the yard, he was a little surprised! "Who are these people?"

"Da Wu! These guests are looking for you, wanting to learn from you!" The old man stepped forward and cleaned up the scattered bamboo pieces in the yard, so that everyone could get a foothold. "The house is shabby and shabby, all the guests, don't be offended!"

"What does the old man say, I'm the one taking the liberty to bother you!" Huan Yu stepped forward and bowed. "In Xia Huanyu, the youngest sister in the family is naughty. Seeing this gentleman's craftsmanship, she likes it very much. She wants to learn some long-term insights. I don't know if the gentleman can teach me a thing or two."

"People with physical disabilities and no good things are just some vulgar crafts. It's rare to catch everyone's eyes. I'm naturally happy. There's nothing I can't teach. I'm afraid everyone will dislike it!" It's a little scary, but he doesn't talk like an ordinary farmer in the country, but like a person who has read books.

"In that case, thank you sir, this is my younger sister, please teach me." Huan Yu pulled Huan Xuezhu to him. "Crazy girl wants to learn, so watch carefully, don't waste other people's time."

"This young man is just joking. I don't have any skills. This girl looks smart and smart. If you want to take a look, you can do it. I also asked my father to get some chairs and stools..." Da Wu was about to continue I just suddenly remembered that it is not good to let a few guests stand like this all the time. I hurriedly raised my head and wanted to ask the old man to move some seats for the guests, but when I saw the turbid flame that had been behind the group of people, I kept silent. said. "Who is this young man?"

Everyone's gazes followed Da Wu's to look at Zhuoyan, who was always uncomfortable looking at Zhuoyan, who had no sense of existence. "I... my name is Zhuoyan!"

"Zhuoyan, how dare you ask your son Guigeng this year?" Dawu was obviously agitated, but he was suppressing it forcibly.

"It will be eighteen in a few months!" Zhuo Yan was even more inexplicable, but he answered honestly.

"Then ask your son, is Ling Tang still there?"

"I was raised by Master. Master said that I was an orphan. My mother was in trouble and fell into Junshan Valley. My Master met her. My mother gave birth to me and died."

"Junshan? It turns out that little brother Zhuoyan is a Zen disciple, no wonder his temperament is so different." Liu Yunzhou was startled, and then remembered that he had never known Zhuoyan's identity. "Excuse me sir, what's wrong with this little brother Zhuoyan?"

"No, there's nothing wrong with it!" Da Wu also noticed that he had lost his composure, and hurriedly straightened his face. "It's just that this young master looks a bit like my deceased child, so he lost his composure. Please forgive me."

"So that's the case, but I took the liberty to interrupt, and it caused my husband to think about the past sadness. It really shouldn't be. If Xuezhu wants to learn this skill, she will come to bother him another day. I will leave soon." It was Huan who spoke at this time. Yu, he didn't care whether Huan Xuezhu was willing or not, he pulled people away and left behind. Liu Yunzhou and his wife followed naturally, and the group went out like this. When they arrived at the door, Huan Yu took a silver tael Passed it to the old man, but the old man had his own character and refused to accept it no matter what. In the end Huan Yu had no choice but to give up, and a group of people left the dilapidated courtyard.

When the group left, only Da Wu and the old man were left in the small courtyard. Da Wu continued to pick up the bamboo pieces and started weaving. The old man went back to the house to tidy up, but he didn't want someone to jump into the courtyard suddenly.

"Excuse me, my son, what is the meaning of going and returning?" Da Wu saw clearly that the person who came was the one who called himself Huan Yu in the group just now.

"That's it. I have some questions in my heart, and I can't solve them. I want to ask sir to clarify." Huan Yu smiled and bowed his head as a salute.

"I am a disabled person, how can I pretend to be a son to solve my doubts, son, please don't joke."

"But my question is about my husband. If my husband can't solve it, who can?"

"So, the young master will ask!"

"Excuse me sir, I just saw Zhuo Yan, did you lose your composure just because he looks like you?"

"I don't know what the young master wants to know?"

"I don't want to know anything, I just feel that my husband has something on my mind, maybe I can help you, why don't you tell me what's on your mind!"

"Da Wu is a poor man, this guest should not make things difficult for Da Wu!" At this moment, the old man in the room came out, took a stool and sat down.

"It seems that the old man also knows something!" Huan Yu looked at the old man with confusion, and the old man was calm and let Huan Yu look at him.

"My little old man is a country old man who is about to die. He has no children and no daughters. He just happened to pass by and rescue the seriously injured Da Wu. These years, he has been treated like a son and we depend on each other for life!"

"It was Junshan who saved the old man back then?"

"Since the young master has guessed everything, my little old man has nothing to say. Da Wu is physically disabled and can't do anything. Now that the young master is alive and well, he doesn't want to do anything else. It's his life!"

"If that's the case, then there's nothing to worry about." Huan Yu turned around and was about to leave, but stopped after taking only two steps. "But having said that, when I was traveling around, I heard that the Zen sect was looking for a person with an extremely negative fate in the early years, but it was nothing later, and there was no more news! I don't know if the Zen sect found this person with an extremely negative fate! "

"What is a person with an extremely negative fate?" Da Wu, who had been silent since the old man spoke, was suddenly agitated.

"A person who was born in an extremely cold place during the night of the full moon in winter!"

"What do you want this fateful person to do?"

"I don't know about this, but I just heard that there is a seal in the depths of Junshan, which seals countless turbid qi. If all the turbid qi is released, it will definitely affect the holy spirit of Junshan. People who need extremely negative fate can continue to seal with special true energy. It can guarantee the peace of Junshan, but I don’t know whether it is true or not, ah yes, Zen Buddhism is located in Junshan.”

"After the seal passes, what will happen to the people with extremely negative fate?"

"It won't be too good if the true energy is gone!"

"What do you want me to do?"

"Sir, if you show up today, you won't be able to be at peace even if you have this old man to protect you. I have a heart, and I want to ask Mr. Dawu to leave this place with me and find a place to stay. I don't know what Mr. Dawu wants. How about next?"

"You want to take Da Wu away?" Da Wu didn't answer, but the old man got up from the stool first.

"Don't get excited, old man. If the old man is not at ease, you can also work with the gentleman to guarantee that you will take good care of both of you!"

"How can I trust you?" It was Da Wu who spoke.

"This, is it okay?" Huan Yu smiled and took out a token from his arms.

"You...you are a member of the royal family!" The old man had already walked to Da Wu's side, and he could clearly see the token in Huan Yu's hand.

"My servant, Huan Yu, the third prince of the dynasty!"