Fang Zheng looked at Qing Jing San Ren and found that she was not only curious, but also a little happy. That was the happiness of meeting her peers. Thinking about the desolate environment around her, and then thinking about herself back then, Fang Zheng suddenly felt the same feelings as Qing Jing San Ren.
That's the joy of living in the mountains for a long time and meeting living people! As Lotte Sky said, humans are social animals after all. Only by cultivating one's self in the world and cultivating one's mind in the world can one attain enlightenment. On this point, Lotte Sky has gone further than Fang Zheng.
, the pure and innocent person in front of me seems to be inferior to the optimistic and innocent person.
Thinking of this, he replied: "The poor monk does know something about carving."
"Master is being humble. Most people will never see Pindao's polishing techniques. Master not only saw the clues, but also saw what's inside. It's really not simple. No one has come to Pindao's Taoist temple for many years. Now that Master is here,
Why don't you go sit in front? Pindao also wants to know how the outside world has changed over the years." Qingjing Sanren said with a smile.
Fang Zheng was stunned and asked: "Master, what do you mean, could it be that you have been living in seclusion for many years?"
In Fangzheng's eyes, Qingjing Sanren was only in her thirties. If she had lived in seclusion for many years, wouldn't it mean that she had buried herself in the mountains and forests at a young age? She was the age of a woman and was experiencing the most beautiful things in the world.
Time, whether it is life or love, is the most beautiful time. At this time, give up everything and go into the mountains? This pure Sanren is probably also a person with a story.
Qingjing Sanren smiled and said: "I have been living in seclusion for ten years. Master Fangzheng, please come here."
As they walked, Qingjing Sanren said: "This Xiaojun Mountain is located in a remote place, and there are no special products or minerals on the mountain. Apart from moso bamboo, there are shrubs on the mountain. The economic value is very low. There are not many old trees, but the scenery is not bad... But it is different from the outside.
The famous mountains and rivers are far behind. Therefore, no one goes up the mountain here all year round. A place like this would probably make the Master laugh."
When Qingjing Sanren said this, she smiled bitterly. In her opinion, Fang Zheng had probably never been to such a shabby place in his life. At the same time, she was also a little curious as to why the monk went up the mountain.
However, as soon as Qingjing Sanren said these words, Fang Zheng shook his head and said: "I don't know, the temple where the poor monk lives is a place where birds can't poop and chickens can't lay eggs. After all, this is a place where the poor monk is surrounded by green mountains and green waters."
In this place, the mountains are covered with heavy snow in winter and no one goes up the mountain. In summer, when the sun shines brightly, there is no one. In spring, the villagers are busy farming and there is still no one. Only during the autumn harvest, people will go up the mountain to have a look and just climb up to experience the autumn.
It’s just my intention.”
When it came to this, Fang Zheng felt a little bit irritated, so he spoke very sincerely.
When Qingjing Sanren heard that there were people like her who chose such a bitter and cold place to practice, they were immediately in awe of Fang Zheng and said: "Back then, when poor Taoists entered the mountains, their friends said that they had buried the golden age, and fellow Taoists said that poor Taoists
The Tao is a man of great perseverance. Now if we look at the Pharaoh... he is worse than a poor Taoist!"
When Fang Zheng heard this, he suddenly felt bitter! Qingjing Sanren went to the mountains to practice on his own, but what about him? He was adopted by a monk when he was a child. It can be said that as soon as he landed, he was assigned a profession by God! When he grows up,
Well, Zen Master Yizhi left, and the bastard system came and completely pressed his bald head on the futon and rubbed it at will...
Thinking of this, Fang Zheng couldn't help but smile bitterly...but he couldn't smile. After all, this was what made people look up to him. Although this guy was passive, he was still pretending, so he couldn't let it go to waste.
So Fang Zheng didn't even dare to take the title seriously.
While they were talking, the two of them had already walked around a small bamboo forest, and Fang Zheng finally saw a large banyan tree. This tree was extremely huge, and its crown covered the sky and the sun, just like the precious umbrellas of the four heavenly kings, protecting the people below.
Behind the banyan tree is a two-story Taoist temple! The Taoist temple is similar to the Yizhi Temple. They both surround the big tree with walls. However, the walls of the Yizhi Temple are systematically built and tall. The walls here are not.
It's the same, it's a plant full of spikes. This plant grows as tall as a person. The roots are intertwined. It doesn't need anyone to take care of it, and it naturally becomes a unique natural fence. Although it's a little less tall.
It perfectly presents the natural charm.
Seeing Fang Zheng looking at those spiky plants curiously, Qingjing Sanren smiled and said: "That is a local plant called wolfberry, also known as: Tielizhai, smelly tangerine, wolfberry plum, citrus aurantium, citrus aurantium,
Orange, smelly wolfberry. In our country, it is generally planted as a hedge. Its fruit can be used medicinally, can break Qi, eliminate accumulation, and treat prolapse, etc.; the seeds can be squeezed for oil; it is said that the leaves, flowers and peel can also be extracted.
Essence. But this poor man can’t make it, nor can he use it, so he just uses its fruits to squeeze oil and usually uses it as a fence."
Fangzheng clicked his tongue and said in wonder: "This is the first time that a poor monk has seen such a magical plant when he has grown up to this age. Sure enough, there are all kinds of wonders in the world."
Qingjing Sanren smiled and said nothing.
In the yard, there is an Eight Immortals table under the banyan tree. The Eight Immortals table is made of stone, with pits and uneven surfaces. From time to time, water droplets falling from the banyan tree hit the Eight Immortals table and splash little by little, as if to tell the origin of these pits.
There are a few big rocks beside it, with a wooden board on top of them, which serves as a chair.
But what really makes Fang Zheng curious is that on the side of the Eight Immortals table near the banyan tree, the fallen rhizomes of the banyan tree are actually twisted. When these twisted rhizomes are combined together, it turns out to be a chair!
Fang Zheng's eyes brightened even more. He came to this naturally formed chair and asked like a curious baby: "Master, does this grow naturally?"
As a result, Qingjing Sanren shook his head and said: "No, that was done by Pindao who took advantage of the situation and spent many years."
Fang Zheng became even more curious after hearing this.
Qingjing Sanren was not stingy either. He guided Fangzheng to sit down, and then brought over an old tea set. Among all the tea sets, only the purple clay pot looked a little extraordinary. It was clear that water was poured in, but something was poured out.
Tea smells!
Fang Zheng became even more curious.
Seeing this, Qingjing Sanren shook his head helplessly, knowing that if he wanted to ask questions, he had to satisfy this curious baby first. So he asked Fang Zheng to taste tea first and she explained: "The reason why the banyan tree can live so long is because of the
It relies on the rhizomes that are constantly hanging down to absorb more nutrients from the earth. In order to be buried in the soil, these roots have extremely strong survivability and can go around stones, avoid obstacles, and complete the process of being buried in the soil. Pindao
He took advantage of the situation, set up obstacles on the way it passed, and used some ropes to guide it, making it grow curvedly, like weaving, and weaved these roots together to finally form this chair. This chair took Pindao eight years to make.