Pengshan has no way to go

"Selling salaries and selling wine~~ Laughing wildly at myself~~

The Cang path is high in autumn~~ Pillow the pine roots on the moon~~ I wake up at dawn......

No scheming, no honor or disgrace, calm and prolong life~......

Where we meet, we can either be immortals or Taoists, sit quietly and talk about "Huang Ting"~..."

The plum tree on the top of Zuowang Peak has already bloomed several times, only the old pine tree does not move and overlooks the Kunlun Fairy Mountain, and every segment of frivolous or silent stream is reflected by the long and short high-pitched voices of the woodcutter in the mountain. Going away in a hurry while singing, thanked the peach blossoms, and bloomed roses. (Note: The woodcutter's libretto comes from "Journey to the West")

The autumn is crisp, sunny and cool. Under Tianyong City, the distant bell at noon startled a group of birds in the forest. The little monk guarding the mountain gate saw a figure coming up from the mountain path from a distance. He was dressed in white and purple with a long sword on his back. He is slender and slender, and he could only see his face clearly when the person approached him. His hair was tied high, his frosty posture was cold, and there was a little red mole between his eyebrows.

Just now he said who was walking like a fairy, different from the others, among the female disciples of Tianyong, they are used to men's clothes, and they never use the skill of controlling the sword when they return to the mountain. Only the disciple Ziyin accepted seven or eight years ago.

Yin Hualou returned a salute, just like when he returned to the mountain in the past, he asked: "Is my master and the master teacher here? How are you all?"

The little monk replied: "There is nothing serious in the door, Elder Ziyin and other elders are all well, these few days coincided with the visit of several Taoist priests from Lingxu Temple in Qingliang Peak, and the master teacher is receiving guests at this time."

Yin Hualou nodded and entered the mountain gate. Perhaps it was because she was anxious every time she went back to the mountain, which made her dare not go straight up with the sword. A long mountain road, walking up slowly, can quietly recall many times spent with the master in the past and anecdotes.

She went down the mountain in early February of this year. One was ordered by her master to visit Wuxi Taoist at Ziyang Palace on Tiantai Mountain, and she sent a sword that Master promised to cast for her in the early years. Although she has practiced for a long time, she finally got it on paper. She can take advantage of this time to give the sword to experience the world, and there is no need to rush back to the mountain.

After the sword was delivered, Taoist Wuxi liked her for being calm and diligent, and tried her best to persuade her to stay. She had no choice but to stay and discuss with her disciples in Ziyang Palace, but she stayed for more than a month. After Tiantai Mountain, I went to Jingzhou and other places in southern Hunan to investigate the situation. Now the world is in chaos and wars are everywhere. It is the time when evil spirits and monsters are making waves. On the way back to Kunlun Mountain, there are monsters in many towns. The opportunity comes and the responsibility lies. , and went to check it out one by one, and exchanged hands several times. It was originally scheduled to rush back to Tianyong City before the eighth birthday of the master in May, but he missed it due to repeated delays. Five years ago, I was able to spend the Mid-Autumn Festival with Master again this year.

Caring about that person in her heart for a long time, she walked more eagerly as she approached the top of the mountain. She hurried all the way to Lintian Pavilion, and when she entered the door and saw the rockery garden, she felt a sense of finally returning to her familiar home, and went straight inside. Entering the courtyard study, I saw the man leaning over to write something in front of the desk just as he had seen thousands of times in the past.

"Master!" As soon as he opened his mouth, he found that his voice was trembling.

Master Ziyin put down his pen, and said with a smile on his brows: "It's the painting building that came back. Just now, Gu Jun was still counting the days, and the Mid-Autumn Festival is approaching. As a teacher, I expected that you must come back before then. This time But I stayed outside for a long time!"

It was rare for him to smile so warmly, and suddenly his whole body seemed to be shining like a bright moon!Yin Hualou was stunned for a moment!

Master Ziyin didn't answer when he saw her, he just stared in a daze. After a closer look, he saw that the long sword hadn't been unloaded, and the burden was still on his shoulders. He hurriedly raised his hand to beckon her to sit down. with her hand.

Yin Hualou got up in shock and said, "Disciple is rude!"

Master Ziyin still brought the teacup to her, and said puzzledly: "You child, why did you feel a little dazed when you came back this time? Could it be that the schedule is too busy and you are too tired? So let's drink tea first and go to rest for a while. Let's talk again."

She hurriedly put down the burden on her shoulders, and when she brushed her arm, she shrank slightly, and went to pick up the teacup. Immortal Zi Yin sensed her discomfort and asked, "What's wrong with your arm?"

Yin Hualou hurriedly shook his head and said: "When I passed by Changping Town a few days ago, I encountered a monster making trouble. During the fight, I was scratched by the long-tailed pheasant spirit. The wound is not serious. The long-tailed pheasant spirit has been chopped down by the sword .”

She has learned a lot in the past eight years, and she has already broken through the realm of the mortal world. This is not the first time she has gone down the mountain, nor is it the first time she has fought against monsters.

Master Ziyin knew that she had always been forbearing, and was very willing to endure hardships. This time her return to the mountain was several months later than originally planned, so she expected that she might encounter many things at the foot of the mountain. Somewhat suspicious, he just said: "Monsters like birds of prey are often poisonous. You are always cautious. If you can scratch you, I am afraid it is not an ordinary monster. How can you take it lightly? What kind of wound is it?"

He also called Gu Jun to enter the door, and said: "Go and bring Bi Yushuang!"

Yin Hualou didn't dare to disobey, so he had no choice but to lift up his sleeves and remove the veil wrapped around his wound. He saw four shocking scratches, and the surrounding area was also bruised. Fortunately, it was bright red blood oozing out, and there was no sign of demon poison. Seeing that the previous scar on his left arm was still fresh, he said displeasedly: "When will you child change your temper of reporting good news but not worrying!"

After the wound was re-bandaged, Yin Hualou lowered his eyes, suppressed his heartbeat and said: "Yes, Master, I will remember it in the future..."

Master Ziyin didn't know if she took her words to heart, but she felt helpless when she saw her lowered eyebrows, and said: "I don't know who she looks like! If you are stubborn, you don't care whether you listen or not! You know that your body, hair and skin are affected by your parents. He cut off his hair as a teacher, saying it was for the convenience of practicing martial arts, so that's all, why is this physical injury always negligent? But if there is an accident, isn't it unfilial?!"

Yin Hualou hurriedly said in a respectful voice: "Yes, Master, this disciple will not be so negligent in the future, Master must not get angry, if you want to make Master displeased by this, it is a sin for the disciple."

At this time, she is always more well-behaved than Tusu in Lingyue in the past. Master Ziyin pitied her for being lonely, and most of the time he couldn't bear to blame her, so he waved his hand and sighed: "Forget it, your temperament is hard to change. How can it happen in a while?" It can be changed. This time down the mountain, but have you heard any news from home?"

Yin Hualou nodded and said in a muffled voice: "I heard it, the disciple went out from the middle of Shu, and there is no peaceful place under the mountain now. Yizhou, Yuzhou, and Qingzhou have become emperors one after another. Dozens of forces, big and small, all say that they are monopolizing righteousness. Unbearable, the Yin family... Except for Yongzhou, the Yin family left Liangzhou and Bingzhou more than three years ago. The entire northwest line is under their control, and their power is huge. Compared with eight years ago, it is not the same... .”

The real person Ziyin said: "Unless there is great chaos, there is no time for great order. This is also the cycle of heaven. Don't blame your teacher for forbidding you to go to Guanzhong. It is really because of your different fate that you can't participate in this dispute! Ninety-five The number of heavens has its own conclusions, once it enters the pattern of Ziwei's fate and achieves results, when it ascends to cross the catastrophe in the future, I am afraid that the majesty of the heavens may not end well!"

Yin Hualou said: "I have always known Master's painstaking efforts, and I have no resentment. I just worry about the safety of my father and brother." She thought of the books she left for the Yin family in the past, and smiled bitterly in her heart, wondering if Master had wasted all her hard work. , she left those things back then, the Yin family is now competing in the Central Plains, and seeing a bright future, I'm afraid, she has already planted the karmic fruit on the ninety-five number.

Master Ziyin saw that she looked gloomy, fearing that she might be hurt, and thinking of her relatives at home, fearing that she was also tired, he stopped talking and ordered her to rest by herself.

Yin Hualou went back to the room, laying on his back on the bed, caressing the bandaged wound in a daze, finally heaved a long sigh, put his arms across his eyes, and angrily scolded himself in his heart over and over again: "Put away those shameful things of yours!" A teacher for a day and a father for life! What kind of person is the master, how can you insult him with these common sentiments! If you delay your cultivation and disappoint him, you should kill yourself with a sword!"

It's just that the tears didn't care about the restraint of self-blame in my heart, overflowing line by line into the hair on the sideburns, and when the pillow was wet, I gradually calmed down and fell asleep tired.

A few days later, on the first day of the Mid-Autumn Festival, the wound on her left arm has basically healed, and she watered the roses in the back mountain at noon. Later, she went to the outer door to see if there was autumn tea coming. When I came to look for her, I said that there was a lantern festival in Yongxing City at the foot of the mountain tonight, and I wanted to make an appointment to watch it together.

Yongxing City is located at the foot of the Kunlun Mountains, thousands of miles away from the Central Plains. The impact of the wars in these years has been small. Every year, the Mid-Autumn Lantern Festival is very lively and grand, and the whole city celebrates.The disciples have reported to the real person in charge and the precept elders, and they can go down the mountain to have a look if they get permission. Although they will return to the mountain in no more than two hours, it is very exciting to look forward to. The usual days of Tianyong City Really boring.

Yin Hualou was a little hesitant for a moment. She came back at this time to spend the Mid-Autumn Festival with Master. If she went there at night, Master would be left alone in Lintian Pavilion, but she and everyone hadn't seen each other for more than half a year. She has been invited several times in the past, but she has never been with her...

Seeing her hesitation, Lingru knew that this matter would probably not work, and said: "Little sister, let's go and see together this year, the mountain is very lively, and if you fancy the lanterns, you can bring back a few for Elder Ziyin."

Yin Hualou doesn't really want to go, what does Shizun want a few lamps for, the last thing she wants to see is to go back to Lintian Pavilion after gathering with everyone on New Year's Day, only Shizun is alone in the study in the silent courtyard .

Just when she was about to decline, a strange voice came out: "I said, why are you calling her! She doesn't want to go, so you two come over with warm faces, what's the point!"

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