It is September 14th, one thousand and three years in the calendar of Dafeng.
The small building at the entrance of Luofeng Canyon was built very quickly.
Although Nan Dao and Le Chaotian didn't understand anything, after all, Wu Dalong was an expert and the four of them were practitioners, so they naturally made rapid progress.
So for this small building that Le Chaotian dreamed of, only some small things like coloring were left.
Wu Dalong had nothing to do there, so he went down the mountain today to buy some things at the market near the foot of the mountain.
Lu Xiaoxiao, on the other hand, took the young men from the Little White Sword Sect to gather the red-leaf grass from the Sword Sect, grind out the juice on the cliff, add some small white stones, stir it together, and bring it to the little boy. Color upstairs.
When Lu Xiaoxiao and Xiao Wu came up, Nan Dao and Le Chaotian were practicing their swordsmanship in the canyon.
The red leaves in the gorge are turning, which looks very shocking.
Xiaowu looked at it with his mouth wide open in envy.
Le Chaotian probably caught a glimpse of the envious eyes at the end of the canyon, so he burst into laughter with pride.
In the end, it took a long time to wear ten maple leaves.
On the other hand, Nan Dao remained silent. As the sword light moved around, stacks of red leaves fell on the sword's edge. Then he raised his hand and put it against the umbrella ribs, falling like rain under his feet.
Looks very chic.
Xiaowu thought the same way. Lu Xiaoyi, the senior sister who had been familiar with him for a few days and was not so reserved, nodded naturally.
"Uncle Master is Uncle Master. He is much better than playing music."
"..."
Le Chaotian abandoned his sword and left.
I didn't expect that after practicing swordsmanship so diligently, I still couldn't get rid of the name of playing tunes.
This made Le Chaotian very hurt. When he passed by, he pinched Lu Xiaoyi's face to show his dissatisfaction.
The little girl just snorted and continued to watch Nan Dao practice his sword.
It wasn't until Lu Xiaoxiao brought a large bucket of water up from the canyon and asked them to grind paint that Lu Xiaoyi reluctantly left the mouth of the canyon.
"Keep your voice down and don't disturb your Master Nan's sword practice." Lu Xiaoxiao said, looking at the five young boys very seriously.
Girls are naturally also boys.
The young, the confused, the yearning, all can be teenagers.
Le Chaotian also felt that he was a boy, so before Xiaowu nodded, he nodded seriously.
Lu Xiaoxiao patted his head and said with a smile, "What are you nodding to?"
Le Chaotian said with a smile: "If Master is here, then I must nod."
Lu Xiaoxiao was speechless and laughed.
Now everyone naturally knows that the old man by the pool called him "senior brother" when he saw Nan Dao.
It's a mess.
Lu Xiaoxiao sighed, the seniority was all in chaos.
Although the seniority in the entire cultivation world is also chaotic.
But that's because some people live to be a hundred years old, and some people live to be a thousand years old.
The little Tianya and the little Bai Jian Sect are in such chaos, how can this be done?
A few people were busy here for a while, but the South Island side finally stopped for a moment, swung away many fallen leaves with a sword, then flew out of the canyon and passed through Xiaowu.
Sheathing his sword and standing, the young uncle held an umbrella and looked up at the ray of morning sky.
This made Xiaowu exclaim for a while.
So handsome. So handsome.
Especially the way he looked up at the sky at the end.
As expected of a master uncle.
In fact, Nan Dao just thought of Zhang Xiaoyu.
I thought of this senior brother who was in pain but also laughing and joking.
"I have it now."
Nan Dao looked up at the sky and said to himself.
"What is Uncle Master talking about?"
"I do not know."
The little five over there were holding the stone pestle and whispering to each other.
Le Chaotian seemed to understand something.
This was the question he asked that day - doesn't Senior Brother have the heart to practice swordsmanship?
At that time, Nan Dao did not answer. He directly struck out with his sword and skipped the topic.
Actually it's more than that.
Nan Dao also remembered Zhang Xiaoyu's words.
Junior brother, you are still far behind in the way of showing off as a swordsman!
Nan Dao felt that he might be able to pretend a little bit.
For example, those previous scenes were actually unnecessary.
But Nan Dao finally lost himself in Xiao Wu's exclamation.
The crime is extremely evil, the crime is extremely evil!
Nan Dao thought like this, put the Peach Blossom Sword into the scabbard behind him, then walked out holding an umbrella, looked at the people grinding paint at the mouth of the valley, and said with a smile: "You are here."
"Yeah, I'll finish coloring today and let it dry. Everything is done."
Lu Xiaoxiao said with a smile.
Some parts have been ground there, and an appropriate amount of water and fine white stone powder have been added, and they were put aside. Le Chaotian picked up a bucket and a big brush. He looked at Nan Dao and said with a smile: "Brother, come and brush. Or should I do it?"
Nan Dao looked down at the umbrella in his hand and said, "It's up to you to do it."
Naturally, it is not easy to climb high or low in the South Island.
So the two men, who were still practicing their swordsmanship just now, one carried a bucket and the other carried the wooden ladder made by Wu Dalong, and ran to paint the building.
Xiaowu exclaimed again to the two people who were painting the building.
"Wow."
"oh."
"..."
Lu Xiaoxiao was helpless on the side.
After everything was pounded and polished, he took Lu Xiaoyi and five other teenagers to paint the building as well.
Le Chaotian's Hulusi and Xiaoqin were hung under the eaves nearby. When Le Chaotian wasn't paying attention, Lu Xiaosan secretly painted the Hulu's butt red.
It wasn't until the afternoon that a few people painted the entire outer layer of the small building red, a bright red color.
Lu Xiaoxiao didn't know where he found some red streamers and tied them on the eaves of the second floor, where they floated and floated.
It looks very nice.
Everyone's clothes were stained with a lot of miscellaneous paint.
Although it is said that the Little Red Building is to be painted, it cannot be just red paint.
Red is just the base tone, and there are various blue and white tones as auxiliary tones.
So a group of people went down to the canyon again and ran to Xiaobai Waterfall to wash their clothes.
Lu Xiaoxiao and Lu Xiaoyi went to Xiaobai Sword Sect.
Le Chaotian and Lu Xiaoer stood under the waterfall and washed themselves casually. Finally, they simply lay down on the gravel in the pool below, with only one head exposed, chatting leisurely amidst the sound of the torrent.
"Why did your master name you Lu Xiaoer?" Le Chaotian turned to look at Lu Xiaoer.
Lu Xiaoer is a young boy with short hair. He looks pretty and pretty. He would definitely fascinate many little girls if he were placed at the foot of the mountain. He thought about it and said, "Because the master said that he would accept many more disciples in the future, Lu Xiaoer went all the way there until Lu Xiaofeng was taken away." Take this name out.”
"..." Le Chaotian was speechless.
Le Chaotian also heard from Wu Dalong that Lu Xiaoxiao was once called Lu Xiaofeng, and also called Lu Xiaoxiaofeng.
I just don't know why she is so obsessed with this name.
Is it to get together with Wu Dalong?
Le Chaotian pondered, puzzled.
The sound of water not far away was very loud.
Le Chaotian turned around and saw the pitiful Nan Dao. He couldn't put down his umbrella, so he had to take off his clothes and rub them with one hand.
"Senior brother."
Le Chaotian suddenly spoke.
Nan Dao sat under the waterfall and turned around to look, only to see Le Chaotian looking at him with a strange smile.
"You can't put down your umbrella, so how did you take a shower before?"
Le Chaotian didn't ask now.
Now that everyone is a practitioner, they naturally have the sword intention and sword energy to clear their entire body.
Nan Dao was silent for a while, then gestured and said: "Hold an umbrella and soak in the big wooden barrel."
Le Chaotian probably imagined that scene and smiled happily.
Lu Xiaosan is a rather naughty young boy. It can be seen from the fact that he secretly painted the bottom of Le Chaotian's gourd silk. At this time, he was shirtless and ran over to take Le Chaotian's gourd silk and said very piously. : "Uncle Musician, I want to learn music, can you teach me."
Le Chaotian looked at Lu Xiaosan with a smile and said, "Okay, but before I play, I need to tell you something."
"what."
"We Huai'an people think that the source of all the music in the world is called heartbeat." Le Chaotian held the gourd silk and said with a smile, "When the heart beats, the silk and bamboo can move, so it seems to be moving but not moving, and it is still but still moving."
The four young boys listened in confusion.
Le Chaotian is very satisfied with this effect.
"So no matter what the song is, it is all about looking for the meaning of the wind in the movement and stillness. Look, when I hold this cucurbit silk, is there a breeze coming from the sky and the earth? Feel it, it is coming. ?"
Lu Xiaosan had long forgotten that he had painted the bottom of the cucurbit silk and felt it very seriously.
When he felt the extremely subtle breeze in the clear pool, his eyes widened.
"coming!"
Le Chaotian smiled slightly and said, "Is it really coming?"
"Here we come." Lu Xiaosan was very sure, and Lu Xiaoer and the other three also nodded.
Le Chaotian shook his head and said with a smile: "Tathagata."
"?"
Lu Xiaosan and others looked confused.
I heard Le Chaotian sitting on the bluestone of the clear pool splashed by the water, looking at the four people with a smile and saying: "Is it really coming? Tathagata."
"But is it really coming?" Lu Xiaosan looked at Le Chaotian and said in confusion.
"Because for me, this may be coming, but not for you." Le Chaotian handed the cucurbit silk in his hand to Lu Xiaosan, and said with a smile: "The wind is coming is a very mysterious concept, it may It may have come, or it may not have come, it may be in the mountains, or it may still be thousands of miles away."
"Then how can we know if it's coming?" Lu Xiaosan was more sincere than anyone else.
Le Chaotian handed the gourd silk in his hand to the stunned Lu Xiaosan very naturally, and said with a smile: "Open the box of prejudice, then you will know whether it is coming or not."
Lu Xiaosan took the cucurbit silk, feeling the breeze in the clear pond, and then subconsciously raised the cucurbit silk to his lips.
Then he blew paint all over himself.
.....
Nan Dao looked weirdly at Le Chaotian who, after teasing Lu Xiaosan for a while, was splashed with water by several people and fled towards him.
"Did you already know that they were doing something?"
Le Chaotian smiled and said, "No."
"Then why do you have a problem with Hulusi?"
Le Chaotian smiled and sat down next to Nan Dao. The waterfall fell in front of his eyes, and there was endless noise and infinite tranquility.
"Because they always say that I am just a music player. How could they be so kind to listen to me play music and show their courtesy for nothing? Ah, I am either a traitor or a thief."
Nan Dao raised his eyebrows.
So that's it.
"What about Fengdong?"
Le Chaotian pulled out a hair, not afraid of making himself bald. He held it up in the air and said with a smile: "Senior brother, when you calm down, you will also feel the wind - the wind is everywhere in the world, but it is subtle and manic. difference."
The vitality is flowing, all things are growing, and people are breathing.
Of course there can be no wind.
"So that's it. Junior brother was a Taoist before."
Le Chaotian chuckled softly and said, "Yes. But they all think that Taoist cultivators have good tempers and act without scruples. But we are not as gentle as sword cultivators."
So he went up the mountain to learn the sword.
Very simple story.
It’s also a very simple truth.
Nan Dao didn't say anything else. The four young boys over there were probably tired, so they took off their clothes and lay down on their stomachs to sleep by the pond, so the pond became quiet again.
Le Chaotian, who usually lazily let Nan Dao and Wu Dalong give him the finishing touches, was helping the young boys remove the stubborn paint remaining on their clothes with their vitality, and put it aside to set up a rack to dry. With.
"Why are you so diligent?" Nan Dao asked, holding an umbrella and sitting on a stone by the pool, looking at Le Chaotian who was busy there.
Le Chaotian smiled and sighed, and said, "Who calls me uncle?"
Indeed.
Being a junior brother is different from being a senior uncle.
Several people lay down until almost nightfall, and Le Chaotian tried his best to wake them up to prevent them from catching cold.
"Okay, get up quickly and I'll play a piece of music for you."
Le Chaotian called the young boys and looked at Nandao again.
"Senior brother, help me get the piano. It's right there in the courtyard."
Nan Dao was suddenly speechless, but behind him, Yiaozhou still unsheathed his sword and turned into sword light. He went to the Tianya Sword Sect not far away and took the piano that Le Chaotian had placed on the courtyard.
The four young boys didn't seem to have woken up yet. They rubbed their eyes and sat down by the pool. They didn't even notice the sword light from the South Island that was taking objects from the air.
Just kept yawning.
Perhaps it was because of what happened in the afternoon, but the teenagers did not refuse Le Chaotian's wish to play the music, and sat there obediently.
So Le Chaotian sat down by the pool not far from the waterfall, raised his hand and pressed it on the piano.
Several teenagers waited for a long time, but there was no movement. Unavoidably, they asked a little impatiently: "Why don't you play?"
Le Chaotian smiled slightly and said, "We have a few more people to wait for, they will be here soon."
Not far away, Lu Xiaoxiao came over with a freshly washed Lu Xiaoyi.
On the mountain road below, there was a diligent thirty-five-year-old man walking up the mountain.
Le Chaotian then released the finger pressing the strings, and the music gradually began to sound——
The clear night is dust-free, and the moonlight is like silver.
When the wine is poured, it must be ten minutes full.
Famous and vain, vain and hard work.
A horse is caught in a sigh, fire is caught in a stone, and a body is caught in a dream.
Although we hold articles, who will kiss us when we open our mouths?
Taotao, happy and innocent.
When will you go back and be a idler?
To a piece of harp, a pot of wine, and a stream of clouds.
.....
Lu Xiaoxiao stood aside with a smile, looked at Le Chaotian and said, "Aren't you just an idler?"
Le Chaotian let go of his hand, sat by the moonlit pool, and said with a smile: "I have no time, I have been exhausted these past few days."
"Then it's up to you. If you can't live in a nice little brothel, you have to build a small building at the mouth of the canyon."
Lu Xiaoxiao touched Lu Xiaoyi's head and ruthlessly revealed the truth about Le Chaotian's busy schedule.
"Hahaha." Le Chaotian laughed.
"In other words, for a harp, a pot of wine, and a stream of clouds." Lu Xiaoxiao looked around and said, "I have the harp, the stream, and the clouds, but what about the wine?"
Le Chaotian smiled and looked towards the Tianya Sword Sect's path leading to Xiaobai Waterfall, and looked at Wu Dalong who was carrying many things.
"Didn't the wine come?"
Wu Dalong did buy wine and some food. For a place as miserable as Tianya Jianzong, today can be said to be an extremely generous day. The main reason is that the person who paid for it was Le Chaotian, a rich man who makes music. .
So for a piece of harp, a pot of wine, a stream of clouds - a pool of clouds.
All the brothers, uncles and nephews were eating and drinking happily.
Naturally, the teenagers couldn't drink too much. After a few sips, Lu Xiaoxiao was fooled into setting up a barbecue over the fire with Le Chaotian, who also hadn't had a few sips.
Le Chaotian swallowed and turned the pieces of meat in his hands.
"Uncle Musician, when will you build another small building?"
Lu Xiaoyi looked at Le Chaotian and said with envy.
Le Chaotian turned to look at her and said, "What's wrong?"
Lu Xiaoyi said with a smile: "If you still want to build a small building, can you help me build a small building by the way?"
Le Chaotian touched her head and said with a smile: "What do you want Xiaolou to do?"
Lu Xiaoyi said in amazement: "That's a small building."
The other young boys on the side also nodded as a matter of course.
The young boy took it for granted that he didn't need to give any reason. He only needed to hear the exclamation to know their longing thoughts.
That's a small building!
Thinking about this, Le Chaotian laughed, then nodded and said, "Okay, next time I have a chance, I'll help you build one too."
Lu Xiaoxiao looked at a few people with a frown on his face.
Naturally, it was Nan Dao and Le Chaotian who stole the show, but the ones who were most tired these days were of course her and Wu Dalong.
When the meat skewers were cooked on the fire, Le Chaotian took them and handed them to Lu Xiaoxiao.
"Sister, thank you for your hard work."
Lu Xiaoxiao snorted and said, "You still have some conscience."
Le Chaotian chuckled softly and turned around. Not even a piece of meat was gone on the fire. Not only was the meat gone, but the young men who were still marveling at the small building just now were already holding a piece of meat each and gathered around to support them. Beside Nan Dao, who is sitting alone with an umbrella.
"Uncle Master, can you teach me how to sword?" Lu Xiaoyi asked longingly.
"I want to learn too." Lu Xiaoer was also unwilling to be outdone.
"..." Le Chaotian and Lu Xiaoxiao were speechless.
So which one is more important, building a small building, or learning some cool swords?
Le Chaotian doesn't know either.
Maybe just as important.
Le Chaotian wandered to Wu Dalong, who was looking at everyone with a smile.
This old man who had gone down the mountain early in the morning to buy things at the market sat beside him under the autumn wind and moonlight, drinking wine and smiling.
"What are you laughing at, senior brother?"
Le Chaotian sat down, took Wu Dalong's wine bottle, and took another sip of wine.
Wu Dalong thought for a while and said, "I don't know, but it's something worth being happy about."
Lu Xiaoxiao also sat over and gave half of the meat to Wu Dalong.
People like Le Chaotian will naturally not bake poorly.
So the two of them ate very well.
Something to be happy about indeed.
Le Chaotian looked at everything under the moonlight and thought like this.
