When Linghu Heng regained consciousness, he opened his eyes and saw a strange room. The layout inside was very simple: a bamboo coffee table, a few teacups and a teapot on it, a few bamboo chairs under the coffee table, and
There is a small bookshelf, a desk under the bookshelf, and the bed is next to the desk, separated by a screen.
When Linghu Heng saw such a strange environment, he did not panic. Instead, he carefully looked at the layout of the room, and then tried to recall why he was here. When Linghu Heng recalled that he had gone through all the trouble to climb up the mountain gate and met the man
The white-bearded old man seemed to have brushed him with a whisk and fell asleep. Then he woke up here. Linghu Hengxin said: "If my guess is correct, this place should be in the Ancient Sword Sect.
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Linghu Heng's guess was indeed correct. He was indeed in the Ancient Sword Sect, and he was in the bamboo forest of the Taoist Taoist Master. Linghu Heng got up, put on his shoes, and walked straight out the door.
Before he could walk out, a tall figure walked towards him, with a hint of excitement on his lips: "Junior brother, you are finally awake!"
Linghu Heng looked at this man carefully and saw that this man was not very old, about sixteen or seventeen years old, but he was more than seven feet tall. He had dark skin and an unpretentious face, showing his simplicity.
The smile that comes from the heart makes people feel good. Linghu Heng said: "Senior brother, you are polite, I don't know where this is?"
The young man scratched the back of his head and said, "This is the Green Bamboo Forest, the master's place of cultivation."
Linghu Heng continued to ask: "How far is it from the mountain gate? How did I get here?"
The young man finally came to his senses: "Oh, it's no wonder you don't know. Junior brother, are you the disciple chosen this year?" Linghu Heng nodded, and the big man continued: "The night before yesterday, there was a senior brother with
The headmaster sent you here..."
Linghu Heng heard some clues and interrupted him: "You mean the day before yesterday?" Then he looked at the sky again and saw that the sun was already setting and night was about to fall.
The young man said: "Yes, junior brother, you can really sleep, you have slept for a whole day!"
Linghu Heng was secretly shocked: "That white-bearded old man is so powerful, he made me sleep all day!" In fact, he didn't know that the head of the Ancient Sword Sect, that is, the white-bearded old Taoist priest, he
This stroke is famous, it is called "Three Days of Sleep", which means that after being stroked, you have to sleep for three days. During this period, people can get a thorough rest and prepare for the next practice. But how could it ever happen?
Thinking that Linghu Heng was really an anomaly, he woke up slowly after only sleeping for one day.
The young man suddenly remembered: "Junior brother has not eaten for a day, are you so hungry? I am so confused that I have forgotten the most important thing in my life!" After saying that, he could not be seen moving, but his figure had already drifted far away.
, returned to Linghu Heng after a while, with a pair of bowls and chopsticks, a few side dishes and a bamboo tube of white rice in his hands. Linghu Heng was really hungry and panicked. Seeing that there was something to eat, he didn't care about so much.
, I want to fill my stomach first. I saw him in a hurry, several side dishes were swept away, and the bamboo tube of white rice was almost to the bottom before he was full.
After Linghu Heng was full, he patted his belly and said, "This dish is not bad, but why doesn't it taste like meat?"
The young man said: "Ah, junior brother, you want to eat meat? This can't be done. The master is a monk and cannot eat meat! Not only can't he eat meat, but he must also use rapeseed oil for cooking. Otherwise, the master will be angry.
If you are angry and don’t eat, how can you say that you can’t eat alone!”
Linghu Heng was a little strange: "Can't you eat meat? Why can't you eat meat? If you don't eat meat, how will you gain strength?"
The young man touched the back of his head and said, "You still have strength even if you don't eat meat. Look at me, I'm very strong!"
Linghu Heng rolled his eyes at him and said, "You are an exception!" The two were silent for a while, and then Linghu Heng said, "Big guy, what's your name?"
The young man chuckled and said, "Master calls me Wu Zhen. Junior brother, what about you?"
Linghu Heng said: "My name is Linghu Heng. Wu Zhen, it's hard to say. From now on, I'll just call you Big Guy. It sounds nice and catchy!" After saying that, he covered his mouth and snickered. Wu Zhen was not annoyed after hearing this.
He said, "Big guy? That sounds nice. I'm indeed quite big, hehe." After saying that, he smiled naively.
Linghu Heng continued to ask: "Big guy, you said before that it was the boss who sent me here?"
Wu Zhen said: "A senior brother sent you here. He also had the master's handwriting, but I didn't see it. Master didn't say anything after reading it, so he arranged you here." After a pause.
, Wu Zhen continued: "Junior brother, do you know that there are many new disciples recruited this year, including you, there are more than 120 people!"
Linghu Heng was not interested in this and replied calmly: "Oh, there are quite a lot."
Wu Zhen continued: "But it's a pity that you are the only one who comes to our Qingzhu Forest."
After hearing this, Linghu Heng finally became interested: "Why? Oh, I understand. Is it because the master didn't teach well enough that they refused to come?"
Wu Zhen quickly covered Linghu Heng's mouth and said: "Junior brother, don't say bad things about Master, it will be terrible if Master hears it!" Linghu Heng was covered so tightly by him that he almost couldn't breathe.
It took Wu Zhen a while to notice Linghu Heng's discomfort, and then he let go of his hand. Linghu Heng quickly took a few breaths of fresh air, and it took him a long time to regain his breath. Wu Zhen continued to apologize and asked with concern.
"Junior brother, are you okay?" Linghu Heng looked at his sincere eyes and knew that he didn't mean it. He was a little annoyed at first, but now he was amused by his appearance: "Big guy, your strength is really good."
Pretty big!"
Wu Zhen felt a little embarrassed when he praised him. Linghu Heng continued: "Tell me, why am I the only one who comes to Qingzhu Forest?"
Wu Zhen said: "I have also heard that other master uncles are rushing to find disciples, but our master waits until they have finished selecting disciples, so no one often comes to our Qingzhu Forest. Fortunately, there are more disciples this year.
Man, junior brother, you just came here!"
Linghu Heng frowned when he heard this and asked: "You mean, you and I are the only ones in our Green Bamboo Forest who still have a master?"
Wu Zhen nodded: "Yes, there were Senior Brother Lin and Senior Sister Yan in the past few years, but they all went down the mountain a few years ago." Wu Zhen hadn't spoken to anyone else in several years;
When I was young, I had no one to talk to about my worries. Now that I finally had a companion, of course I had to talk about it in a big way. From collecting firewood to cook, to meditating and practicing, I never stopped. Linghu Heng was also fascinated by what he heard.
, chatting with each other from time to time, but most of the time Wu Zhen talks alone.
As they chatted like this, the night gradually deepened. The two of them did not say they were tired, and even lit candles and continued talking. Linghu Heng noticed that Wu Zhen was an upright person, and he would say whatever he thought of.
He seemed to have no scheming, which made him a little strange, and asked: "Big man, when did you get here?"
Wu Zhen seemed a little sad after hearing this: "Master brought me here since I was born!" "What about your parents?" "Master said that the whole village died in the plague, and my mother was
He risked his life to give birth to me. If Master hadn't passed by, I might not be alive today." As he spoke, Wu Zhen's eyes became wet, and tears threatened to burst out of his eyes.
Linghu Heng's heart tightened after hearing this, because they all had the same life experience, that is, without a father or a mother. He quickly comforted him: "Big man, don't cry, I am an orphan too!" Wu Zhen stopped after hearing this out of curiosity.
With tears in his eyes, he continued to listen to Linghu Heng's story about his experience of traveling all over the country with the old fortune teller for several years. Wu Zhen was stunned for a while. After a long while, he said: "Is it so fun at the foot of the mountain?"
Linghu Heng said: "Yes, it's quite fun. How about, big man, let's sneak down the mountain while the master is away?" Linghu Heng's idea was to run down the mountain to find the old fortune teller, but he also knew that the world
Da, looking for someone is like looking for a needle in a haystack. If you drag Wu Zhen along, you will have a greater chance of success. At least Wu Zhen can know magic.
After hearing this, Wu Zhen shook his head: "I can't go down the mountain without Master's permission."
Linghu Heng was furious: "Why are they all Master? Master, are Master's words important?"
Wu Zhen was a little surprised: "Of course, you must listen to what Master says."
Linghu Heng finished his words and didn't know what to say. At this time, Wu Zhen seemed to have discovered something. He went out to take a look and said happily: "Junior brother, come out quickly, the master is back!" Linghu Heng thought and thought: "
I'll go out and see what this Taoist priest who doesn't eat meat looks like!" Thinking of this, he slowly got up and walked out the door.
After leaving the door, Linghu Heng noticed a thin figure slowly walking towards here in the distance. Linghu Heng's eyesight was very good. Needless to say, he could see clearly even from a distance of nearly a thousand meters.
He is an old Taoist priest with a half-grey beard. His simple robe is exactly the same as the old Taoist priest with a white beard that I saw before. He is thin and has a lot of wrinkles on his face. He cannot be said to be good-looking, and he feels a bit ugly.
Wu Zhen whispered: "Junior brother, you remember, our master is called Taoist Taoist Silence."
Linghu Heng disagreed and said: "What about frying salt? If you fry salt, do you still need to fry the salt?"
Wu Zhen was startled and said: "Junior brother, don't talk nonsense, you are a Taoist who keeps silent!" His expression was very stern, as if he was the one talking.
Linghu Heng had no intention of arguing with him, he was hitting his little Jiujiu! He said: "I know, it's fried salt..." Wu Zhen breathed a sigh of relief.
Not long after, Taoist Taoist Taoist Taoist Taoist Taoist Taoist Taoist Taoist Xi Jinping walked up to them, glanced at Linghu Heng, and then said to Wu Zhen: "A Zhen, go prepare the food!"
Wu Zhen said respectfully: "Yes, Master!"
Taoist Taoist Silence looked at Linghu Heng again and said, "After I have finished dinner, come to my room."
Linghu Heng said lightly "Oh", and the Taoist Taoist didn't say anything, and went straight to his room. At this time, Wu Zhen had already run to the kitchen to get the food, Linghu Heng was thinking about his plan, thinking
What should I say? He stood here stupidly, waiting for Wu Zhen to call him before he came back to his senses: "Junior brother, master calls you over!"
Linghu Heng made up his mind and walked to the old Taoist priest's room. (To be continued)