Ghost Net Three: Peering into Immortals [Sword Three]

He sniffed his nose, folded his sleeves and stepped forward, "This...uh, female priest, it's snowing, why are you staying here?"

He wanted to call "girl" at first, but he didn't expect the other party to give him a cold look, and the original trick almost abruptly changed to "Taoist".

That face was pale and indifferent, the brows like willow leaves drooped slightly at the end, but the ends of the eyes were raised proudly.The eyelashes are very long, reminiscent of the Linglu beside Luoxing Lake.

For some reason, Zheng Xishan felt that this face should not be bland.It should be more alive.

The winter snow buried the spring flowers, and the wintersweet has not yet bloomed, leaving only silence.

She didn't speak, and her eyes didn't know where to fall.

Zheng Xishan felt that he should report himself first, "I am here with Master, and my Master's friend is Elder Zhuo of Zunpai, do you know him?"

This time the girl finally frowned slightly, and turned her eyes towards him, "That's my master."

The sudden fate did not make Zheng Xishan very excited.

Because the girl's attention was obviously not on him.

"Oh... what a coincidence."

He is good at observing details.

After looking at the girl's attire, combined with her persistent staring at the bottom of the plank road, Zheng Xishan boldly asked: "Did your sword fall?"

The corner of the girl's mouth curled up, amused by his guess, "Why do you ask that?"

"Chunyang disciple Yujian, whether it is Qizong or Jianzong, is always with the sword. But you don't have a sword on your body." Zheng Xishan looked at her aura again, and said decisively, "You are Jianzong."

The smile on the girl's face grew stronger, "You did well in your homework."

"I haven't been out of the valley for many years...the only thing I can do is to do my homework." Zheng Xishan raised his head and looked at her.There was still no smile in her eyes.

It was as if she found some interesting little object, but it was only interesting, far from enough to arouse her inner acceptance.

After a long time, she said calmly, "I lost my sword."

Zheng Xishan took it seriously, and said in a panic: "Where is it? Under the cliff? I can go down and try to find it for you..."

Before he finished his big talk, he sneezed loudly.

"I can't get it back." There was no wave in her eyes.

"How do you know you won't get it back if you don't try?" Zheng Xishan sniffed cowardly, expressing his incomprehension.

"I lost it after looking for it," she said seriously, "so I can't get it back."

Zheng Xishan was even more confused.Seeing her serene expression, she dared not speak again.

After a moment of silence, the snow gradually became heavier, but the girl took the initiative to ask: "Tell me about you. What did you do when you came from the other side of the plank road?"

Zheng Xishan replied positively: "I followed Master to learn more, see more medicinal materials, and also want to see what Chunyang looks like." He said, scratching his head embarrassingly, "This is the first time I have come to Chunyang, It’s also the first time I’ve seen such beautiful snow.”

"What does Chunyang look like? If you look down from the Huashan plank road, you will know that Chunyang is the dazzling day, the white snow, the Taoist smelt is not old, and you and I are both guests in the clouds."

When she spoke, her eyelashes trembled slightly, and there were shiny snowflakes on them.Zheng Xishan wanted to reach out to help her brush it off, but he didn't have the guts to do so, and thought she looked pretty like this.

He didn't understand what she said at all, and all the words that his senior brother warned him ran through his mind.

Chunyang is quiet, but there are charming whispers in his head.

"What is Yunjianke?" He asked in a daze, with a red nose.

The girl looked up at the sky, and he followed suit.

"Look at how fast the clouds flow in the sky. You and I have traveled through the world faster than the clouds flow relative to the sky."

On snowy nights, the north wind gradually rises, and the clouds in the sky move very quickly.

Zheng Xishan suddenly felt palpitations.

He didn't like the idea.He hates any description that makes him feel nowhere.

The world is like the sea, but I am just a boat in the sea.If even the only thin rope holding him to the shore is broken, he will fall into endless loss.

But the girl didn't allow him to think about it, and quickly changed the subject, "If you want to learn about medicinal materials, you can go and meet Senior Brother Fang, who is a disciple of Uncle Shangguan. He is very knowledgeable in Taoist medicine."

After all, he turned around and wanted to leave.

Zheng Xishan hesitated, wanting to say something more to keep her, but when he came back to his senses, the words had already left his mouth: "I went to the abyss of Mount Hua, but I couldn't reach Zuowang Peak. I don't know if you have time tomorrow..."

"The abyss of Mount Hua is very cold." The girl turned her head, but her face was not moved at all.

Zheng Xishan couldn't help being disappointed, it seemed that it was useless to ask her to lead the way.

He hid his sleeves that were cut by the sharp cliff, and said in a low voice: "It's very cold... Wanhua Valley is always spring all the year round, even at the highest altitude, it's rarely so cold."

She turned her head again, Zheng Xishan gave up hope this time.She is leaving.It was getting dark, and she should go too.

But this time the girl paused for a while, then suddenly turned around and asked, "Is the Valley of Thousand Flowers pretty?"

The faint twilight shattered the tree shadows and fell on her face.

Zheng Xishan stared at her, stunned, and then nodded, "Summer in the valley is the most beautiful, with the singing of birds and the fragrance of flowers. We often play chess on the chessboard next to Xianji Rock, and we often forget to return. Sometimes we don't even know that we missed the evening class."

The girl pondered, "I missed the evening class, what should I do?"

Zheng Xishan rubbed the back of his head, "Ah... I missed it, can't I make it up later? At worst, let Master scold me."

The girl smiled lightly, "That's great."

"Aren't you like this?" He slandered, could it be that Chunyang's regulations are particularly strict, and it is very serious to miss morning and evening classes?

She didn't nod or shake her head. She thought for a while and said, "But some people can only see them in the morning and evening classes. So I can't miss class."

"The person you want to see, can you see him at any time outside of class in the morning and evening?"

The girl really smiled this time, the corners of her raised eyes brought sharpness and softness, the mist flowed like a lake, her pupils gleamed like the most exquisite stones with ripples on the bottom of the lake.

"You are so dumb."

Zheng Xishan blushed, "My senior sister said the same thing about me."

"Oh, that's right!" During the conversation, Zheng Xishan suddenly remembered something, "I just copied your inscriptions by the way, but the Taoism is too profound for me to understand, can I ask you a few questions?"

"Ask." The girl nodded.

Zheng Xishan racked his brains to recall those obscure concepts, "Realist Nanhua mentioned 'I lose myself', what is I lose myself?"

"When I lose myself, I forget myself. Sitting and forgetting in my heart can make me lose myself."

"If you reach such a state, you will be able to achieve what Master Nanhua said, that all people have no self, gods and men have no merit, and saints have no name?"

She frowned slightly, "What do you think is the key to what Master Nanhua said?"

Zheng Xishan thought, "In 'nothing', in 'forget'."

She smiled, but with sarcasm in her smile.Zheng Xishan didn't understand for a moment, if she said something wrong and was laughed at by her.

But the girl then agreed, "You are right. The Dao is formless and all things are born, and all things bear the yin and embrace the yang. The best state of 'harmony' is the harmony and balance of yin and yang embodied in the Taiji diagram. When people can reconcile yin and yang, they can return to a baby, ignorant and desireless, unifying all things, not distinguishing between right and wrong, so less selfishness and desires to consolidate the foundation and preserve one’s health.”

He listened to her quietly and thought it made sense.

Chinese medicine contains Tao, and Taoism and medicine are interlinked.

Just when he was about to express his opinion, he heard the girl change the subject, "This kind of realm is far from mine."

Zheng Xishan hesitated, "But since you've joined this sect, it's always good to have a goal."

She suddenly turned her head to him, her chin raised proudly, her thin arc was like a sharp pale paper, "stop and go, but go with the flow."

After finishing speaking, she tightened her neckline, turned around and walked towards Tai Chi Square.

Zheng Xishan stood there stupidly, tangled for a while, and finally ran after her when she reached Tianjie, and shouted against the cold wind: "No!"

The girl seemed a little frightened by him, she didn't expect him to catch up and continue the topic just now, "What are you talking about? What's not?"

Zheng Xishan was very inspiring, and he said while jogging to warm his body: "You people who practice Taoism talk about being in peace, doing things naturally, and doing nothing. No matter what the situation is, but Nanhua Master said that nourishing the heart and all things is all about practicing wisdom, I believe you will not be depressed forever!"

When she heard this, the corners of her lips turned up, "It seems that you know more about cultivation than I do."

"I... I don't understand. This is my first time in Chunyang." He blushed.

This time she laughed heartily, "Actually, I don't understand either."

Seeing his thin clothes, the girl raised her eyebrows and said, "Your clothes..."

Zheng Xishan looked down, and the ink stains on the inner clothes had already been stained.

In the cold weather, the ink stains are difficult to dry, and it is even more uncomfortable to stick to the body.

"Here you are." She stretched out her hand and handed out something wrapped in light-colored sackcloth. Zheng Xishan reached out to take it, and a warm current flowed through her body immediately. Only then did he know why she wore so little in winter and was still blowing the wind on the plank road .

It was a hand stove, the coals were still burning, and it was warm.

... He is the only one who is so donkey in his feelings, honestly carrying the northwest wind.

"I'll just say you're stuck, Huashan is so cold, how can you live longer than those bull noses if you don't have the knack for survival!" In the winter, you are tinkering with all kinds of nourishing soups, so you can talk to him by the way."

"This...isn't that good."

In fact, Zheng Xishan wanted to ask Chunyang disciples whether they would wear woolen sweaters...

"It's okay." The girl said generously, "Just tell him and give you the soup he owes me. I'm a little tired today, and I want to go back to my room early to rest."

He had no choice but to express his gratitude: "Then... thank you. Next time I have a chance, I will go to Chang'an City and bring you some gadgets."

She smiled and declined, "No, my place is close to Chang'an City, and I will be there soon after I find a coachman. Unlike you, you have to go over mountains and mountains to come here."

Before parting, Zheng Xishan asked eagerly, "Then... what's your name?"

Fengxue called, her voice was as clear as a spring, "My name is Liu Huaxin."

That was the first time Zheng Xishan saw Liu Huaxin.

Before the heavy snow covered the mountains, he hurriedly left Chunyang with his master and headed south, anxiously looking forward to when he would be able to go for the second time.

He had already gotten acquainted with Daoist Fang under Shangguan Bo Yu's sect, and he couldn't wait for the spring of next year. When he wrote to ask about Liu Huaxin's situation, he received a reply with not very good news.

Fang Daochang told him in the letter that Liu Huaxin had always worked hard to follow the rules in Chunyang, but suddenly he didn't know what he had committed, and he couldn't even see anyone.Fang Daochang did not say the specific reason.He has outstanding medical skills, and he can still speak a few words in Chunyang. Even he feels helpless, so she must have made a serious mistake.

On the day he received the letter, Zheng Xishan pledged his life and personality, and asked Master to help him find out the news from his close friend Zhuo Fengming.

When the news was sent back to Wanhua Valley, the snow in Chunyang still hadn't melted, and even Zheng Xishan's mood seemed to be getting colder.He seemed to have returned to the evening when he climbed up from the abyss of Mount Hua, the north wind was bleak, but no one handed him the stove.

Zheng Xishan thought for a long time, and went to Chang'an City again.He didn't go directly to Chunyang.

He kept it from Liu Huaxin and made a decision.

The author has something to say:

The Taoism is profound, and there are many different interpretations of the meaning of "I lost myself", and the article is only taken from Mr. Guo Xiang's understanding.

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读者“风月染青衫”,灌溉营养液12018-11-0323:24:04

读者“喵”,灌溉营养液192018-11-0313:48:55