Summer pines welcome the winter, and the sky is undoubtedly the warmest among the Nine Kingdoms. In addition to the high-lying Zihao which blocks the southerly wind, there is also Qiling, which can withstand the vast west wind in the Shiwan Mountains. Furthermore, due to the topography of the country, There are so many changes, including countless wonders in a single country, and the winter wind is difficult to cross, depending on the terrain, so it is not lonely at all.
Among the entire Xiansong Mountains, Kugu Pass should be considered the most lonely area. Firstly, it is close to the river, so it is quite affected by the cold winter winds flowing down the river. Secondly, the terrain is quite low, and it is directly behind the pass. There are many mountains and rivers, but only Kugu Pass stands guard by the river. If you want to move forward, you need to cross the river first, and then build this long and majestic pass.
In ancient times, there was a counselor who knew how to attack and defend the pass. He once stood under this pass and lamented that by relying on this pass to resist the enemy, even if a million troops came from the east, they would probably suffer heavy losses at the pass. Even so, could the pass be broken? It is still an unknown thing, and it is really ordinary for the blood to float and block the river. The fact that one pass can withstand a million soldiers is not a deliberate boast. In ancient times, there were more than a hundred battles at this pass. The casualties of the defenders were always far less than those of the attackers. Tens of thousands of elite soldiers can be worth millions of armors, this is not just a dream.
Nowadays, Kugu Pass is located on the border of Xia Songdong, connecting Tongdong Islands and Liang Yue. Such a sky pass stretches across the border. Even before the Nine Kingdoms Alliance was established, no one dared to invade. enemy.
In winter, several large and small cities in Kugu Pass are still not very deserted. There are even many strong men who need to work hard to transport goods. They actually take off their clothes, leaving only short brown shorts around their bodies, and stand bare-chested in the cold wind. If It's a cold and lonely place elsewhere, not to mention wearing shirtless clothes. Even if the clothes are not very warm, there will be no warmth left in the whole body.
The long street is straight, and the buildings are all neatly arranged. Compared with the Three Kingdoms on the West Road, it pays more attention to the strict layout. The direction of the cornices does not have such a traditional meaning. Instead, the countless continuous cornices make several majestic cities look like each other. Then, looking at it this way, it adds a bit more majesty. The house is divided into two parts, and the two parts face each other, which is very neat.
There haven't been many strangers walking around in the city recently. After all, it's winter time. The usual bustling scene has faded slightly now. Naturally, not many people noticed it. A car tent slowly entered the city.
The coachman was very young, but his expression was incompatible with his age. He looked around with clear eyes, as if he had never seen such a neat house, and he suddenly felt dignified.
"Xia Song is worthy of being the country with the longest history of China among the Nine Kingdoms. Just by looking at the houses and buildings, you can get a glimpse of how much determination and solid foundation it takes to renovate the structure of this house along the central axis. , without feeling old-fashioned at all. Although the West Road Three Kingdoms have a prosperous cultural background and have countless craftsmen who are good at painting, engraving, and engraving, not many people can learn the structure of a house like Xia Song, which shows the effort involved. .”
Behind the car tent, an ugly scholar with a thin body but a clear expression bowed forward two steps, patted the coachman on the shoulder, smiled warmly, "Just say when you are tired, master is also idle, go and have a rest." good."
Unexpectedly, the little rickshaw driver had a strange look on his face. He turned around and looked at the scholar. The chicken thief replied with a smile, "We have been traveling for a long time and finally came here from the Zihao official road where there is no place to look. But the master just happened to say something, most likely because he wanted to." Look at the scenery outside, I'm not tired, you'd better rest."
Li Dengfeng was not angry at being exposed by his disciple. He rubbed the latter's head, his expression still so casual and indifferent.
"Tomorrow, when we settle down, we will copy the book that the master picked up a while ago. The meaning of the book will be apparent after reading it a hundred times. Copying both sides will also be of great benefit."
As the car tents arrived outside Kugu Pass, the mist lingered all year round. The old residents who lived here all year round were often said to be the soldiers who died on the battlefield here in ancient times. thing.
The little coachman frowned. Outside the customs, he saw a vast market stretching for hundreds of miles. There were crowds of people in it and the sound of hawkers was endless. He was inside the customs just now and didn't see any clues. It was quite strange.
"In my early years as a teacher, I heard someone say that in the past, the founder of the Taoist sect once taught the Dharma here, and then traveled far away from the pass, never to be seen again, so there are many wonderful sights left. When I come here this time, I will take a look with you. This is an everlasting trade in the world." After a pause, Li Dengfeng rarely hesitated for a moment, and then said, "Or in other words, what you see and hear next can be regarded as a kind of law for the operation of things in the world."
The scholar stepped out of the carriage tent, tied up the carriage for his disciple, and then walked towards the extremely unexpected market.
The market was very noisy, but no one paid attention to the fact that the two masters and apprentices were walking from a distance. Instead, they picked up all the items in their respective stalls. Although they were in different shapes, the little cart driver still had a sharp eye and was separated by a hundred steps. From far and near, you can see the weirdness at a glance.
It turns out that in this seemingly vast market, the goods in the stalls are almost all items that look like fishing nets. Although the shapes are different, the general appearance can still be seen, and they are very similar to the fishing nets in the hands of those fishermen.
"The theory of ghost market originated from the idea that people who were not human beings were ghosts. It turned out that there were many people who were robbers and robbers, looking for gold in caves. They took advantage of the night and mist to sell stolen items or items obtained from tombs to others. It is true. Fake, if you have poor eyesight, you may have to lose all your belongings and just pay some money to pay attention." Li Dengfeng seemed quite natural, scanning the big net in front of the vendors around him, but he didn't forget to turn around and explain to the driver. He said, "In the ghost market, it's all voluntary, and anyone can buy or sell. After that, it spread. It's not just those who specialize in gold digging and other low-level activities who are willing to come to the ghost market. On the contrary, there are many ordinary people. Bring your handicrafts and look for someone to sell them at a price."
"But from my disciple's point of view, this seems to be no different from the net bag in the hands of ordinary fishermen. Who would buy this fishing net for himself, it has no use." The little driver frowned, but inadvertently stepped on the stall. The main boot raised his head, causing the latter to curse angrily.
"Where did this young boy come from? He doesn't understand any rules. How did he end up in this ghost market? Grandpa hasn't seen any business for three to five days. Now he thought he met two guests, but he didn't understand anything. It's really unlucky. ." The stall owner's face was just that of a middle-aged man. He looked fat and broad. He seemed to have not been out and about for many years. His face was very fair, but his words were quite vulgar. He cursed and tried to drive them away.
"This picture from the store seems to be of high quality. Can you please take a look at it?" Li Dengfeng took his disciple's wrist and saw that the latter was slightly resentful. He shook his head gently, and then sat down on the floor regardless of his manners. Looking at the light gold net in front of the stall owner, he spoke kindly.
Upon hearing this, the fat stall owner suddenly changed his expression and turned into a flattering smile. He put down his needle and thread, rubbed his hands, and said with a grin, "You really are a knowledgeable person. We who are surrounded by everything can't guarantee it. At least it is much higher than those self-righteous stall owners who have Wanxiang with a width of less than two feet. Although it has not been woven properly and there is no main thread to rely on, after finishing the network, I think it will be better than those who are well-dressed. The stall owners who have everything on hand are not inferior."
Li Dengfeng smiled gently, took the big net handed over by the stall owner, and looked at it carefully. The clouds and fog were very heavy. Although it was bright outside, outside the Kugu Pass, the clouds covered the sun, making it difficult to see clearly. The stall owner also took the initiative and took out an object that looked like a fire fold from his cuff to provide Li Dengfeng with a little light. He took out a soft rod about one finger long, with a yellow head and a white tail. He took it into his mouth and took two comfortable sips, and the clouds and mist drifted.
This stall owner really didn't lie to him. Everything spread out in this area is really quite wide and narrow, and the grid is dense. There are many gold and silver lines in it. Although there are still some things that are not satisfactory, the quality can be said to be on the upper level. , the scholar held it in the palm of his hand and watched carefully for nearly half the time of burning the incense. He raised his brows several times but did not speak.
"I would like to ask the store owner how much the golden light can be seen clearly from thousands of steps away."
The scholar raised his eyes and looked at the fat stall owner who was vomiting clouds of mist, with an incomprehensible expression.
"That kind of Wanxiang is much higher than my small business," the stall owner sighed, looking at the countless giant nets with golden light surging in the distance with some envy, "Those kind of amazing people, just with a Wanxiang, It can guarantee you a worry-free life for the rest of your life. Look at their craftsmanship. The silk threads are densely arranged and can be connected before and after the ending. There are light and dark threads everywhere. Even the needles and threads used to weave everything are much better than ours. There is no need to mix them. They are all made of gold and silver, not to mention the many great talents who are skilled in this art. It is difficult to see one person hold four or five of them, which are worthy of being called gold and gold."
"But if everything is so luxurious and luxurious, if they are all sold to others, I'm afraid the stall owner himself will not feel comfortable." The scholar's face was calm, he glanced briefly, then stopped looking, but looked at the person in front of him. The fat stall owner had a cryptic expression.
The stall owner waved his hand and brushed off the soft pole, "That's not necessarily the case. Many famous people don't need to buy the whole thing. They only need to ask smart people to carefully learn the context of everything. For a small amount of money, you can pay a considerable amount of gold and silver, and then add fuel to the fire and take it outside the ghost market to bluff people, and you can make a lot of money."
"Even if the skill is far inferior to the original Wanxiang?" The scholar asked, not knowing why.
"Master Tingke is quite clear in what he said, so it's okay to tell you directly," the stall owner narrowed his eyes slightly and came closer to the scholar, "Nowadays, in the market, the vastness and variety of things are by no means the most eye-catching, but the stitching skills are the most eye-catching. It's lame, but only the main line of Wanxiang that attracts people's hearts is the most popular. It is said that many people see those Wanxiang and suddenly feel that they can enter the spiritual practice and become a fairy figure who soars in the clouds and mist, meets gods and Buddhas and kills them. When encountering ghosts and slaying them, with the power of one person, he can destroy a country and kill immortals, with a beautiful woman beside him surrounded by fish and water, which is quite evil."
"In life, there are many people who are unhappy with their lives, so this is a good thing."
The literati didn't care. He replied with clear soup and few water, but for the time being, he didn't reveal much about his mood.
There was a smile on the corner of the stall owner's mouth, and he was not depressed. He turned back and looked into the depths of the clouds. He couldn't hear the slightest bit of contempt in his words. He smiled kindly and said, "In ancient times, someone said that gold and jade are ruined on the outside, so don't worry about them. What did Fang see in his fantasy? In my opinion, if you peel off the outer orange clothes, inside you will still find the shriveled orange segments that you and I have to swallow."
"Sometimes people don't necessarily have to think so much. Living in the present is already boring and exhausting. Why not do your best to make your life more comfortable." The scholar is still unhurried and can't even hear the slightest argument. meaning, but obviously did not agree with what the stall owner said.
"Everyone says that when you are returning home, God can read all the things that happen in a person's life. In fact, it is also very good to watch others passing by," the stall owner seemed unwilling to say any more and said briefly, "Don't forget that you are a privileged person. At this time, there are still people suffering in the world. In this peaceful world, don't forget that there are still people who are still struggling to have enough to eat during the years of war. Think more about the fact that there are still people who have difficulty getting enough. When you are in danger, you can still miss someone who can bear the burden. Despite all kinds of adversity and hard work, and even when your luck is bad, you can still fight for life and death against the adversity in front of you, rein in your horse when you encounter a wrong path, and cross the river when you see a smooth river. Even though you have to work hard, you can still keep your true intention."
"I have seen the way of the world, stepped into the way of the world, seen life and death, understood life and death, the mountains are in my sight, and I will walk slowly towards them."
The stall owner put away the big net, continued to take out the needle and thread, and took some time to sew two or three more stitches, with a look of satisfaction on his face. The rich and distinguished guests are still very happy when they come to visit. The guests are not here to buy everything today, so they should leave as soon as possible. The yin in the ghost market is too strong, so don't let this young man breathe it into your heart."
The scholar nodded, took the young man who was suspicious from beginning to end, and walked away without looking back.
Just before he stepped out of the fog, Li Dengfeng looked back at the fat stall owner. The latter was wearing thin clothes and looked very sleepy. He left and came back for unknown reasons. He took out three gold medals from his arms and handed them to the stall owner. .
"When you have knitted everything in this place properly, I will naturally come and take it away. But just relax, I will definitely return it with my hands after you have used it."
"I also ask you to weave this thing well, and don't live up to what you said today."
In the stunned look of the stall owner, the two figures suddenly disappeared, as if they had never been here before.
"Master, we don't have much gold and silver to begin with, so why bother giving that person the money we had left as a living expense to buy a useless big net?" The young man was quite puzzled and murmured dejectedly. A few days ago, , the master had also promised to buy him a cotton-padded coat to replace the original one that had holes everywhere. Now that the three gold medals have been used up, I am afraid it will be difficult to find new clothes in the near future.
The literati frowned and knocked twice on the young man's forehead, "I didn't listen to the profound truth just now. I only cared about my clothes. If I have the skills and feet to be a teacher, at least I can sell calligraphy and painting on the street, and I can ensure that I have no worries for the rest of my life. I can also Send me some clothes as a disciple?"
After hearing this, the young man burst into smiles. As for the obscure words and phrases the two of them just said, he didn't even remember them at all.
