Pengshan has no way to go

Yin Painting Building and Lu Lan were standing outside the gate of Lintian Pavilion with their bundles. In the past few years when she went up the mountain, she could always see this porch from the Sutra Pavilion, but she never thought that she would be able to enter here one day. Open, the three characters "Lintian Pavilion" hang high, and there is a couplet under it: the sea is tolerant to all rivers, but it is big if it is tolerant, and you can be strong if you stand on a wall without desire. (Special note: Since I couldn’t find any suitable couplets, I had to choose the one at the door of Mr. Lin Zexu’s study to suit the occasion. The poems, cities, places and other names that appear later in this article are all due to the inability to show them. The actual ones, some are slightly deduced based on the actual area, the age and geographical location can not stand the textual research, so don't take it seriously.)

Entering the courtyard, you can see a cluster of huge rockery and flowing water gardening, which is simple and atmospheric, but it replaces the screen wall, bypassing the rockery, and there is another door wall, which is the second entrance through it.

The entire courtyard is huge and very quiet. Except for some evergreen flowers and trees, there are only three green vats under the eaves of the left and right wing rooms. It is the Double Ninth Festival at this time, and most of the lotus flowers planted in the vats have withered, and some of them have grown a few. A small lotus pod, paved with stone bricks, is flat and spacious.

Yin Hualou's heart moved, this courtyard is a good place to practice swords, and there are side rooms on both sides, all of which are closed doors, sitting in the middle of the building facing north and south. There are no carved beams and painted buildings. The four characters "Wei Bian Sanjue" hang on the top, which is strong and powerful.

Yin Hualou thought to himself, it turns out that the main room and the study were integrated into one?The two were looking at the room, not knowing whether they should rashly enter the room, a middle-aged man came out of the room, he was not dressed like a disciple of Tianyong, with a bronze complexion, tall and burly figure, with bright eyes, very different from everyone else .

Yin Hualou was taken aback. This person walked with extraordinary aura, but he didn't know who it was?

The middle-aged man looked at the red mole between Yin Hualou's eyebrows and the scar on his face, but he didn't speak, and only led them in.

At a glance, Yin Hualou saw Master Ziyin reading something in front of the bookshelf in the room, and then quickly observed the surroundings. The three main rooms were all opened up, which looked extremely spacious and bright, and almost half of the space was covered by books. Bamboo slips occupy it, as well as tables, chairs and couch.

In the middle of the north wall is a question-and-answer picture of Matsushita Boy, under the window is a large red sandalwood book case, which is a little messy, and on the east wall is a long scroll of Happy and Unfettered Tours, flying white and elegant, but I don’t know who wrote it in hand, and there is another long book. The sword, placed on the lower sword stand, has a restrained brilliance, and the scabbard is simple but very charming. The whole room has a heavy sense of both civil and martial arts, which makes people stand upright and dare not talk frivolously.

Seeing the two people coming in, Master Ziyin put down the bamboo slips. Yin Hualou and Lu Lan hurriedly bowed their heads to salute. From now on, she will not live in Kaiyang Tower, and the teachers and sisters are very reluctant to leave her, so disciples come to see her off, Lintian Pavilion has not been occupied for a long time, and the painting building is injured again today, disciples can clean it together with her."

Master Ziyin nodded when he heard the words, and said: "It is very good for the same family to get along so harmoniously. The left side of the west wing room used to be the place where your brother in charge lived. Although it has not been lived in for a long time, it is cleaned occasionally on weekdays. Luan, the two of you follow Gu Jun to settle down."

It turns out that the middle-aged man's name is Gu Jun, which is obviously not Tianyong's usual Taoist name, Yin Hualou looked at the master with some doubts, and said respectfully: "I don't know how to call this senior?"

The real person Ziyin said: "Gu Jun is the sword spirit of the ancient god sword. He has been with the master since a hundred years ago. He usually stays in the sword room for a long time, so few people know about it. Based on his experience and cultivation, he should be I need you to call me Senior."

Yin Hualou was stunned. She had only seen the words of the sword spirit since she came to Tianyong in the classics of the Cangjing Pavilion, and now she saw it with her own eyes. No wonder the momentum is different from ordinary people.The two saluted again, and then followed Gu Jun out.

When we arrived at the West Wing, we opened the door and walked in. Although it wasn't very messy, there was a stale and stuffy smell that hadn't been lived in for a long time. Lu Lan opened the windows to let in the air, and Yin Hualou said to Gu Jun, "Clean here. It's dusty and messy, disciples can clean it up by themselves, and they must not be burdened by laboring seniors." Gu Jun didn't force himself, nodded and turned away.

For a while, the two of them put their things back together, with their backs facing west and east facing the bedroom on the left, and the slightly larger one on the right was the study room, separated by four carved wooden doors. A small round table, cups, tea trays and other things, but they have not been used for a long time, and they are all covered with dust.

After being busy for half a day, they finally cleaned up. The two sat down to rest, and saw that there was a flat land outside the west window, and a few small flower beds were laid out, in which some unknown flowers were planted, and there were also a few tall pagoda trees. After looking at it, Lu Lan said softly: "The wing to the east seems to be Senior Ziyin's residence, and the third courtyard behind this window must be the elder's sword hiding room."

After hearing this, Yin Hualou looked back at the closed door on the opposite side, and said, "It's so quiet here."

Lu Lan said with a smile: "The elder must like to be quiet and not noisy, besides, who dares to make noise here." The two talked for a while, and because it was getting late, they went to have dinner together without mentioning it.

After dinner, she went back to the yard, still silent, entered the door quietly, Gu Jun was not there, Master Ziyin was still flipping through the classics, Yin Hualou stood quietly by the door, seeing that he was reading seriously, it was in her study, He is also sitting tall and straight, with a focused expression.

Seeing this scene, she subconsciously even breathed lightly, for fear of disturbing her.Master Ziyin raised his head when he heard the movement, and saw her standing by the door silently, so he put down the letter and signaled her to sit down, then looked at the wound on her face and asked: "How many times did you take the medicine today? The effect has passed, and red threads ooze out again."

Yin Hualou also felt a little tingling before, but he thought it was a normal reaction before the wound healed, and he didn't care about it. He planned to take the medicine before going to bed at night.

Seeing her confused for a moment during the interrogation, Master Ziyin knew that she had been in a hurry for half a day, so he probably forgot, because he got up and went to the bookshelf, took out a white porcelain round bottle from the box, handed it to her and said: "This medicine is used for wound healing. It is very effective, take it yourself, remember to apply it on the wound every day, three times a day, do not touch the water before it heals, so as not to leave scars."

Yin Hualou hurriedly got up and took it over to answer, then looked at the slips in the half of the room, and asked: "Master, can disciples read these slips in the future?"

The real person Ziyin said: "In addition to the Taoist classics, there are also some sword manuals and sword formulas in these slips. If you want to read them during your practice, you can read them yourself. From tomorrow onwards, you will have morning classes at Mao every day, and you will also learn swordsmanship , Taoism, lectures, etc., until Shenshi evening class, after Youshi, you can arrange it yourself, don't be late and leave early, you should persevere, and don't slack off!"

Yin Hualou responded respectfully, and she spent her time in the same way in the past few years. The reason why she said Qingxiu was hard, just look at how to arrange her daily life, and the cultivation of immortals is really not like the so-called how to get out of it as the world imagines. The world is fresh and refined, but it is just boring day after day and year after year. There are often very few people who can persevere when they understand the Tao and observe themselves.

Master Ziyin knew the past experience of this newly recruited apprentice. Seeing that she responded solemnly, without a trace of hard work, he was satisfied, nodded and said: "You have fought three times in a row today. The wound has not healed, so it is not suitable to practice any more, go and rest yourself."

Yin Hualou didn't know when he would rest from reading the scriptures every day, so he bowed and went out without daring to ask.

She usually practiced swords or did some physical training at this hour, washed up and went to bed, and she felt lost when she was free today.

Standing in the courtyard and looking around a few green vats, then turned out to look around the rockery, and turned to the inner courtyard, the sky was already dark, the moon was hanging in the sky, and a few palace lanterns were lit under the corridor, The master has not yet rested, only the study room is shining.

Yin Hualou looked around for a while, and couldn't help but be attracted by the next door to her room. She came in this afternoon and thought about it. The room...is not locked, and the door frame and lintel are also very clean. Obviously someone often Cleaning, remembering that Daoist Cuiyun and Lu Lan both said that the master still has a disciple, do you think this is the residence of another senior brother?And what is the meaning of the so-called absence from Tianyong for a long time?In Tianyong City, she seldom heard people mention this senior brother, and even among the new generation of disciples, some people didn't even know that the master had another disciple besides the elder brother in charge.

Yin Hualou was staring at the room in a daze. Everyone kept secrets. The room was empty but cleaned all the time. It seemed like a taboo. It felt like...a comrade in arms never came back from a mission, and his teammates would keep him The bed is rolled out every day, as if it has never left.

She once saw off her comrades-in-arms, and after that mission, I think she was also sent off by other comrades-in-arms. The bed she lived in in the barracks must be preserved now, and the comrades-in-arms will answer for her every day. She never left, those dark and sincere faces, those laughing, painful, lonely and persistent days, and... parents, elder brother... what they can leave is probably only her military medal, and That uniform?The captain and the others must have found her in the end, but at that time, can her parents see her like that...

The sound of footsteps interrupted her trance, and when she looked back, it was Gu Jun. Before Yin Hualou could speak, Gu Jun said: "The girl of Hualou hasn't rested yet?"

She couldn't see what seemed to be shining in Gu Jun's eyes, she regained her composure and said, "It's just that this hour should be the time to practice swords on weekdays. Habits are hard to change. If I don't practice today, I feel that I have done one less thing."

Gu Jun nodded when he heard the words: "That's true, it's already getting late, if the painting house girl needs it, there is hot water in the kitchen on the corridor, let's go to bed earlier!"

After Gu Jun said that, he went to open the door of the east wing, went in to light the lamp, saw that he was going to prepare for the rest of the master, Yin Hualou calmed down and went back to the room, lit the candle, and took out the white lamp after washing. Porcelain bottle, sniffing, a bitter herbal smell, wiped on the wound, a bit cool, very comfortable.

Put down the bottle, soak the changed clothes, and put the basin of clothes under the outside window, when she saw Master coming out from the study, she hurriedly put down the basin to salute, Master Ziyin waved his hand and said: "Don't be so cautious in the future Thank you very much."

He seemed to realize that the new apprentice in front of him was different from Lingyue and Tusu when he saw the clothes. Not only did he have different ages, but also men and women were different after all, so he hesitated for a while and said, "Lintian Pavilion There are always fewer people and the rooms are simpler, you may find it inconvenient to wash, tomorrow I will order Gu Jun to copy an inner room with you, it is very late today, let's go back and rest."

His temperament seems cold and exposed, but his words and deeds have always been calm and introverted, gentle and calm, which makes people naturally trust and depend on him, which makes Yin Hualou relax a little, and responds: "Yes, Master also rest early."

Master Ziyin saw her go in, so he turned back and entered his bedroom, Gu Jun saluted and said: "Master, it's already Xu time, please rest earlier."

Master Ziyin nodded, and when he changed his clothes, he thought about it again and said: "Gu Jun, tomorrow you can open up a small room outside the study with the room in the painting building, and the original door will be sealed and not used. It was also my negligence. After all, the child is a girl's home, so it will inevitably be inconvenient to wash."

Gu Jun nodded and said: "Yes, master. In the past, there were only two sons who lived in this yard when they were young, and the master has been practicing for hundreds of years. How can he know how to take care of a little lady? Tomorrow, the subordinates will make arrangements for themselves. The master does not need Caring." After Master Ziyin rested, Gu Jun went out and went back to the sword room to rest, without saying a word all night.

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