Wangming Mountain is a famous treasure place outside the city of Youzhou in the central and southern part of the Tang Dynasty. Countless people come here every year to visit and offer incense. It is said that there are eminent monks sitting in the temples on the mountain, shrouded in spiritual energy. Not only is the scenery attractive, but also the wishes are very effective.
Although it was a rumor a long time ago, people always come to see it with the attitude of believing it.
Qin Junze walked on the path up the mountain, avoiding the crowds on the official road. Perhaps because of his nature or his ups and downs, Qin Junze didn't want to get entangled with others, so he chose this rugged road up the mountain with only a few people scattered around. Originally, Qin Junze didn't want to get entangled with others.
He likes to be clean and passes through Youzhou. He has heard about the beauty of Wang Ming many times. He also wants to say a sincere prayer to his adoptive mother, which is a little bit of his heart. The mountain road is becoming more and more difficult to walk. Even Qin Junze, who has already recovered his health, has to walk.
Stop, no wonder most people choose the crowded road instead of coming here. It is indeed not something normal people would do.
"Brother, please slow down and wait for me," a coquettish shout came from the front, which made Qin Junze feel a little surprised. It turned out that there were girls who were not afraid of being tired and walked in front of him. Their hearts were influenced by their adoptive mothers.
He was no longer as cold as when he was a child. He thought like ordinary people, and then quickened his pace. Soon, he caught up with the brother and sister who had just spoken.
The man is holding a scabbard in his hand and is wearing a brown training suit. Although he does not have Qin Junze's young face, he looks stronger. The woman is wearing a brocade suit with elastic patterns and dark patterns. Although she is a bit ladylike, she can still tell that she comes from a wealthy family.
The two of them were playing around, and the man was more reserved, not as talkative as his sister, but his doting was beyond words. This scene reminded Qin Junze of his sad past. Once upon a time, he also had a much-loved man.
My beloved sister. Alas, putting away his thoughts and looking up at the sky, Qin Junze slowed down his steps, stared ahead, and returned to the state of "What does the world have to do with me."
The younger sister seemed to feel a touch of sadness and pain, and looked up. It had to be said that Qin Junze had been reading poetry and books since he was a child, and his already handsome appearance now added a touch of coldness, which was indeed different from ordinary human figures.
Color is different.
"Brother, look, this person is so strange."
The man frowned and looked at Qin Junze, "You look young. A yellow-haired boy dares to walk alone on a path in the wilderness. I don't know whose child is so reckless."
"Hey, that boy, do you want to go up the mountain too?" The girl's curiosity was hard to get rid of and she asked loudly. Qin Junze slowed down and continued walking forward as if he hadn't heard anything. Suddenly, the sound of a sword sounded, and a sword light flashed.
Qin Junze sensed the threat and hurriedly looked back. He saw a long sword still close to him. He retracted his waist, turned around and dodged. However, the second sword was powerful and faster than the first sword. Qin Junze turned back.
When he realized it, it was pointed directly at his throat. The three of them were in a stalemate for several breaths.
There was a long sound of metal friction. Qin Junze watched the long sword slowly being put back into its sheath. The chill in his heart faded away. It turns out that there are people like Jiu Bo in the world. What I blindly learned from Jiu Bo is more appropriately called juggling.
Let's have some. "This little brother, I'm sorry," the man said with a bow and a nod, "I wonder whose young master is here to play on this mountain road?"
Books can nourish people and Qin Junze, who is quite talented in ink, bowed in return and replied without losing his grace: "I am not from this place. I just passed through Youzhou. I heard that Wangming Mountain has beautiful mountains and clear waters and outstanding people, so I came here because of its reputation. I don't know where to attract the young master."
Yue, please give me an explanation. "Although she was defeated, she never backed down. This indifferent and arrogant attitude made the girl's face startled.
"You are not afraid of my brother. He just put his sword on your neck."
"Yue Xiang, don't mess around. This brother is down at Chuyun Mountain. This is my sister. Just now, I mistakenly thought that I had met someone of the same kind, so I put it to the test. If I offend you, I will forgive you."
Yes, sixteen is not too young to be considered young. Most of the young people of the same age have already gone to school or are engaged in family business. At such an age, Chu Yunshan appears alone on a remote and steep mountain road. Chu Yunshan still thinks of himself as his own.
I met a young martial arts practitioner and wanted to compete.
Before Qin Junze could answer, Chu Yuexiang said with a smile: "I also apologize on behalf of my brother. I'm sorry. My brother has liked fighting since he was a child. After becoming a disciple, he became obsessed with swordsmanship. He holds the sword given by his master every day.
We young masters in Youzhou are all afraid of him, and many of them have been taught a lesson by him. He means no harm. Children have their own faults. Children don’t care about adults. Let’s just make friends. How about we go to Pufa Temple together?
"Like this." The happy and lively young lady is very close to her brother, and she also has a good impression of Qin Junze, whom she met for the first time. The conversation started, and she would say something to the east and the west, chirping like a bird released from a cage along the way.
, "Hey, you are still two years younger than me. Do you know that you want to call me sister~~~"
Finally, the front door of Pufa Temple is in front. There are many people at the door, but few people are crowded and noisy. It seems to give this temple a lot of face. Along the way, Qin Junze also knows a lot of things. The Chu Yunshan brothers and sisters come from the Chu family in Youzhou.
In Youzhou, the Chu family is a big family. Most of the medicinal materials business in Youzhou is handled by the Chu family, which makes them one of the richest people in the country. My elder brother Chu Yunshan is 23 years old and loves to practice martial arts. Especially when his father started his own business, he was often attacked by gangsters and competitors.
After overtly and covertly using Tiaozi to pursue martial arts, he joined the Xiaoxiang Jiange in Cangzhou with the support of his father Chu. His younger sister Chu Yuexiang was eighteen years old. She had been close to her brother since she was a child and had a lively nature, but in front of outsiders she was...
She looks dignified and generous, and is a rare lady of the family. Because she is better at talking than her brother, she has gradually participated in the family business. Even Qin Junze can't figure out what this girl, no, this sister should do when discussing business.
A scene. However, having seen the evil in people's hearts, Qin Junze seems to be more concerned about martial arts. After all, this is a world that he has not been exposed to and can wander around since he was a child.
The three of them followed the flow of people into the temple, but did not enter the main hall to worship. Instead, they went straight to a side door. After the young monk made an announcement, they crossed the side door and came to the "farmhouse" in the bamboo forest. The atmosphere of life was elegant and simple.
The atmosphere here seems incompatible with the majestic and solemn Pufa Temple next to it. It turns out that the owner here is the current abbot Huixin's junior brother, Master Hui'an, and Chu Yunshan's master at Xiaoxiang Jiange is an old friend. This time Chu
The brothers and sisters came here specially to visit the master. Qin Junze was just looking around casually. There was nothing to pay attention to. Master Hui'an agreed, so the brothers and sisters came together to learn from the master Xianyun Yehe's state of mind. This made Qin Junze feel that there was something wrong.
The embarrassment of intruding into other people's territory, after all, she was two years younger than Chu Yuexiang, and her face was a little red, which made Chu Yuexiang laugh.
After walking across the short arched stone bridge, the stream under the bridge flows into the distance. It is surrounded by patches of bamboo forest. The green depths are quiet and peaceful. However, the architectural style of this farmhouse is still similar to that of a temple, not
The guessed bamboo house with thatched bacon was probably built at the same time as the temple.
"The winding path has no fate, the forest is affectionate, the flowing water understands the heart and sings endlessly. What is it like to be alone in the lamp and be sad, and there are people walking alone while drinking." Qin Junze couldn't help but read out a sentence while looking at this scene.
"Haha, boy, why are you so sad at such a young age?" A middle-aged Taoist priest in simple clothes walked out of the room, laughed, and teased Qin Junze.
"I have met Master Hui'an." The Chu family brothers and sisters saluted the middle-aged Taoist priest.
"I have met the master, and the junior just sighed with emotion, without any other meaning. I still hope Haihan."
"So many rules, walk around, talk in the house, I'm free, don't be restrained. When I was young, I hated the red tape of being a monk, so I became a Taoist priest without a teacher. Oh, no, the master is still
Master, I just didn’t become a monk."
The three of them followed Master Hui'an into the small courtyard. The courtyard was very ordinary, but it had the demeanor of a reclusive master. The small kitchen, bedroom, and living room in the back room were all complete, but when the back door opened, it was completely the opposite scene: on both sides
The fence is surrounded by a circle, and the area is much larger than the front yard. There are sword marks everywhere on the uneven land. The tall sycamore trees have long been incalculable, but there are no good barks on the old trunks.
A flat piece of bluestone under the tree was left to accompany it silently. It must have been a masterpiece of meditating and practicing without food and sleep, and had nothing to do with sun and moon practicing swordsmanship. The three young people were so shocked by this scene that they froze at the door. Even they never knew
Miss Chu Yuexiang, who was almost all drooling, did not dare to comment any more. She, Qin Junze, and Chu Yunshan looked at the strange scene in the quiet forest with wide eyes.
For a moment, Chu Yunshan said something between his teeth: "It turns out that masters are made like this, baptized by the sun and moon, lonely as friends, only accompanied by a sword. The people in Youzhou call me a sword fanatic, I'm still far from it."
, Alas, I have to practice harder after I go back. The world of mortals is really disturbing. "After that, Qin Junze and Chu Yuexiang were shocked again. Chu Yuexiang hurriedly held his brother's hand, "No, brother,
You don’t want to live like the master, right? Where’s your sister-in-law, your father and mother, me, and my family? Brother, don’t scare me!” When the words came out, Master Hui’an no longer clasped his hands behind his back and waved his hands hurriedly:
"Don't, I am not involved in the world of right and wrong, and I only pursue the art of swordsmanship. You have a family, a business, and a wife who has not yet married. If you want to learn like me, your master's lunatic must not destroy my senior brother's temple!"
It can be seen that the sword madman is the sword madman, and it seems that he really has this idea. Qin Junze has never seen such an obsessed person. He paused for a long time and said: "Brother Chu, in my humble opinion, the sword belongs to one person.
The Tao is a person's Tao, and the Tao of Swordsmanship only belongs to each person's own understanding, which is helpful for the swordsman to find a suitable path for himself. Even the same person may not have only one path from young to old, just like the Buddhists say, everything
There is a cause and effect. Martial arts is the effect, and martial arts is the cause. Master Hui'an and his master and brother are dependent on each other, and they are attached to the Buddha. They don't have much concern, but they have a high-spirited temperament and do not want to be bound by common etiquette. Just do whatever they want; Chu
Although the eldest brother is persistent in seeking swords, he strives to grow his family and make Youzhou peaceful. It may not be your way to escape from the world. Besides, finding a path does not mean that you will reach the peak of martial arts. It just means leaving no regrets. Protecting your family is something that Master Hui'an cannot understand.
That’s what you can’t give up, big brother. Even if you can’t be the best in the world in martial arts, you will be happy if you can keep this family.”
After speaking, it was a silent environment again, so quiet that you could hear the wind blowing the fallen leaves clearly. Master Hui'an's eyes were gentle with a hint of sharpness, and he asked: "Little friend Qin woke up with his words. I don't know which master he studied under."
If you are lucky enough, I will definitely pay you a visit and have a discussion."
Qin Junze bowed his hands and replied: "The boy has been wandering since he left home. Fortunately, he was taken care of by his adoptive mother and found hope in life. Since he was a child, he has only loved reading and writing, and has never practiced martial arts."
The master's eyes became sharper, "I'm a poor monk, no, I'm a poor Taoist. I haven't accepted a disciple yet. I wonder what Qin Xiaoyou wants?"
Yes, during the days when I got along with my mother, I also thought about practicing martial arts to strengthen my body and protect my mother. Is this my path? Is there some divine will in the dark?