At night, Liang Lianli dreamed of a Taoist temple.
She didn't know where this place was, so she looked around and finally saw a plaque at the entrance of the Taoist temple - Liuyun Temple.
But the door of the Taoist temple could not be pushed in no matter what.
It was raining lightly on the mountain, and the rustling rain fell on the leaves and eaves. As a last resort, she had to hide in the small place at the entrance of the Taoist temple to avoid the rain.
But in the hazy place between mountains and rain.
But she suddenly saw a figure walking up the stone steps up the mountain.
Until the woman got closer and closer.
Under the oil paper fan, there is a pair of clean and reassuring eyes. The green clothes and the slight red on the face reveal a gentle woman in the mist.
Holding a bag of things in her hand and two or three lotus flowers in her right hand, she slowly walked to the entrance of the Taoist temple.
Liang Lianyu looked at this person blankly.
After being stunned for a long time, she called out: "My boss?"
After saying this, the woman in front of her looked back at her and showed a gentle smile.
Liang Lianyu was immersed in such a smile and couldn't come back to his senses.
The woman in front of him was so gentle.
Like the moon in the water, smoke in the rain.
Suddenly, this inexplicable dream suddenly shattered.
Liang Lianyu woke up suddenly, her eyes were still dull.
Turning around and looking around, there was nothing but gray outside the window, and the sky was not yet completely bright.
She got up from the bed and walked to the window.
Looking towards the face, the gray sky seemed to be about to start drizzle.
She breathed a sigh of relief and murmured: "I really had a dream..."
Liang Lianyu felt strange that a dream was just a dream, how could it be said that it existed.
"How on earth is it done?"
Liang Lianyu couldn't understand.
…
Qiuyuefang is as stable as ever.
I lived here in the early years, but up to now, I have never left a house.
As usual, Chen Changsheng brought wine to visit his former friends. The wine was still Qiuyue Brewing from Qiuyue Fang, but now it was much easier to buy, and it was available in all the wine shops in the square.
Chen Changsheng originally planned to move forward from here.
But I heard Yunxiang say: "Sir, I have lived here for many years. Please stay for two more days when you come back."
It is also because of this that two guest rooms were opened in Fangzhong.
Chen Changsheng started walking on the street alone.
Qiuyuefang has not changed much. In fact, the changes are just some faces. The young people are getting older, the old people are disappearing, and one generation is changing.
There are always many feelings when you look at it.
Time is the most difficult thing for people to understand.
Sometimes a stone slab can make people remember it for a long time.
Now there are no friends in the village...
However, it is worth mentioning that the wine shop is still open, but it has changed people again. The previous young shopkeeper has gone somewhere, and now a middle-aged man is busy.
Chen Changsheng didn't ask, he just wanted to take a look.
I wandered around the market for a long time.
But inexplicably, I felt empty.
It seems that for a while I couldn't figure out what I was spinning and what I was looking at.
It seems that I am doing some meaningless things along the way.
Chen Changsheng couldn't help but frown, as if he was being asked.
He stood on the West Bridge and looked at the flowing water below, always feeling...
Something is missing.
He couldn't understand.
"well……"
Those inexplicable things finally turned into a sigh.
Chen Changsheng waved his sleeves and walked away towards the green hills outside the square.
The stone steps of Liuyun Temple are still clean.
Speaking of which, it is also because someone takes care of it from time to time.
There are some peach trees planted in the mountains, and others have been reclaimed as farmland, which can be seen from a distance.
Chen Changsheng walked up the mountain.
On the way, I met someone who went up the mountain together.
It's a pilgrim.
"This gentleman looks so unfamiliar, and he also went up the mountain to make a wish?"
The person talking to Chen Changsheng was a middle-aged man, dressed simply, holding incense candles and yellow paper in his hands.
Chen Changsheng replied: "Go up the mountain and take a look to see if you can see the gods."
The person in front of me laughed after hearing this and said: "The Taoist priest in the temple told me that one can see the face of a god if one is sincere, but so far, I have never seen it."
Chen Changsheng smiled and said: "I guess the gods are too busy to show up."
The man was stunned for a moment, then nodded and laughed.
"It makes sense, haha..."
The two went up the mountain together.
The Taoist temple is open.
There was a Taoist boy at the door. His eyes were blurred and he looked drowsy. He would play Haqie again while standing.
Seeing the people coming down the mountain, the Taoist boy quickly opened his eyes, put his hands in front of him, and said, "Well, layman."
The man next to Chen Changsheng returned the salute and said, "Good morning, Xiaodao Changsheng."
The Taoist boy didn't say anything.
Immediately, Chen Changsheng and the man entered the Taoist temple.
The Taoist temple is very clean. There is an old dead tree on the side of the yard. It is worth mentioning that the dead tree is covered with flowers and plants, which all grew later. Now the old tree is also somewhat decayed, and it looks very beautiful. It's fragile, and I don't know how many more years it can last.
However, although it withered, the remaining branches also gave birth to many plants and trees.
The sound of wooden fish chanting sutras came from the Taoist temple.
Taoist priests also knock wooden fish, and this book is used for meditation and chanting.
The person knocking the wooden fish was an old Taoist priest.
As far as Chen Changsheng is concerned, he is also an acquaintance.
The man entered the Taoist temple, but did not disturb him. Instead, he knelt down and listened quietly to the Taoist priest's chanting.
Chen Changsheng found a place to sit and listened quietly.
"Boom, boom, boom..."
There are constant sounds of wooden fish in the temple.
But such a sound is not noisy, but is very soothing to the soul.
Chen Changsheng's somewhat impetuous heart also calmed down a lot at this moment.
After heaving a sigh of relief, he felt vaguely sleepy again.
The mountains are cold and the wooden fish is so comfortable that it’s hard not to feel sleepy.
I don’t know how much time passed.
The sound of wooden fish and chanting stopped.
The old Taoist breathed a sigh of relief and put the scriptures and wooden fish away properly.
Then he stood up and walked to the layman from before.
"Master Mu came a little early today." The old Taoist priest said softly.
Muji smiled and said, "If I hadn't come earlier, how could I have heard such soothing chanting."
The old Taoist priest smiled, then went to make tea and invited him to drink tea.
Turning his head, he suddenly saw a gentleman in a green shirt sitting on the table and chair next to him, holding his head with one hand, as if he had fallen asleep.
The old Taoist priest was stunned for a moment, then laughed after seeing the man's face clearly.
He went and found a blanket and covered the gentleman.
Seeing this, Muji said: "Taoist Master is very partial. In the early years, I was trapped here, and Taoist Master was not willing to cover me with a blanket."
The old Taoist priest smiled helplessly and said: "In the early years, there were no blankets in the temple, but now that Mu Jushi wants one, the old Taoist can go and get one."
"No, no, no."
Muji smiled and said, "That's what I said."
He couldn't help but take another look at the gentleman and asked, "Speaking of which, the Taoist priest seems to know this gentleman?"
The old Taoist priest nodded after hearing this and said, "This gentleman once taught Pindao and is also Pindao's elder."
"ah?"
Muji couldn't react for a moment.
