Today, Chi Nuan had no intention of coming to the school. She wanted to follow Brother Qin to the back mountains to hunt chickens and carp, but her father kept nagging her in her ears, and she would never go against her father, so she came here in desperation. Finally, when Mr. Zhang got out of school, the girl rushed out of the school like flying. Unexpectedly, she stumbled and fell on her back, covering her body with mud. The students in the school burst into laughter.
Chinu'an felt his face was on fire, and he was so embarrassed and angry that he quickly stood up and ran away. In panic, he bumped into someone and almost fell down. Fortunately, a young man stretched out his hand to support him.
The young man said softly: "Girl, be careful."
The young man was wearing a bright yellow robe embroidered with python patterns. The two men and one woman following him were also wearing various colorful clothes. It was obvious at a glance that they were not from Zuzhou.
Chinu'an was not in the mood to care about this at the moment. Without raising his head, he just apologized a few times and ran home in two steps.
The young man looked at his half-held hand, and then at the girl running away in the distance. He couldn't help but be stunned, but the girl next to him pinched his waist so hard that he gasped in pain. The girl pursed her lips and teased, "Did my brother fall in love with this little village girl?" When the other two teenagers heard this, they were stunned for a moment, then looked at each other and smiled.
One person said sternly: "Your Highness, in terms of appearance, this girl is not inferior to any of the ladies from the Yujing Prefecture. However, she was born in this place and cannot practice well. She must not be like an actor, otherwise her practice will be ruined."
The young man who had previously supported Chi Nuan nodded and said, "My dear brother, I won't worry too much." But he looked deeply at the direction An An was leaving.
The other two teenagers looked at each other and had a plan in mind.
The young man in the bright yellow python-patterned robe slowly looked away and said: "Let's go, we have to go to Guzi Village to pay homage to our ancestors. Don't waste the time and ask the eunuch to scold you again."
"good". The three of them responded.
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The bright light in the young Taoist's eyes soon dimmed again, and he said to himself: "Forget it, it would be terrible if the master knew about it, so let's just follow him." In this way, the three of them came to Guzi Village together.
Two people are leisurely, and one person can't help himself.
Nearing the end of Guzi Village, I happened to meet a group of people coming out. They were the same people who had just collided with Chi Nuan. However, at this moment, there was a tall, thin middle-aged man behind the young man in bright yellow robes. This man's brows were so slender that He reaches his ears and temples, his eyes are long and narrow, and his cheekbones are high. At first glance, he is not an easy person to get along with.
Qin Xian asked the young Taoist with her eyes. The latter understood, but shook his head and whispered: "The people of the Dashan Dynasty have a lot of good things, but they can't make ideas."
He got a little closer to Qin Xian and said, "The middle-aged man with a pale face in front of me can cover the sun and the moon and topple mountains and rivers with his hands. If you want to get in, wait until I run further away."
The middle-aged man seemed to feel something and turned his head to look here. Qin Xian and Mo Qi suddenly felt a cold wind blowing against their faces. They were unable to move and were sweating. However, after only a moment, the middle-aged man withdrew his gaze. Qin Xian and Mo Qi Jia Qijia looked at each other, and both saw fear in the other's eyes, but there was a hint of eagerness in Mo Qijia's eyes, but of course Qin Xian didn't notice it at this time. Qin Xian turned her head and saw that the young Taoist had already run behind the haystack ten steps away from him without knowing it. He was hunched over, completely unlike the Taoist sect. Qin Xian was so angry that she laughed and said: "Taoist priest, you are slipping away." Be quick.”
"Little brother, that's ridiculous." The young Taoist said seriously.
While they were talking, the group had already climbed up the hill east of the entrance to Guzi Village along the east slope. The terrain of Guzi Village is much lower than that of other villages. In the valley, the entrance to the village is the entrance to the valley. There are many small hills on the east side of the valley entrance. The nearest hill is the busiest during the New Year celebrations because there is an ancestral hall on it. It is said that the ancestors of each village in Zuzhou are worshiped, but only the head of each household can celebrate the New Year's Eve. Go up the mountain to worship at night. Qin Xian and Mo Qijia were also curious and wanted to go over and take a look, but they couldn't see anything from a high place. They climbed up secretly and kept circling around the mountainside, as if a ghost couldn't reach the top of the mountain by beating the wall.
Mo Qijia said: "They shouldn't be going to the ancestral hall, right?"
Qin Xian shook her head and said she didn't know.
He walked in front first, signaling Mo Qijia and the young Taoist to follow. The place with the most foreigners is Guzi Village. Down the road is Lizi Village. Guzi Village is rich and all the major purchases are made here every year. Lizi Village is because its village chief specially developed seven hills and spent tens of thousands of dollars to build them. The farmhouse is specially used for purchasing and staying in other places. As for where the village chief got the money, it was not clear. Qin Xian had heard Uncle Gu say what the "money given away" was, but Qin Xian was confused and did not delve into it.
The look from the middle-aged man with long eyebrows just now made Qin Xian feel a little embarrassed. She didn't dare to enter Guzi Village, so she said, "There are the most people outside Lizi Village. Let's go to the farm to have a look."
The young Taoist said: "There are more rare treasures in Guzi Village."
Qin Xian turned a deaf ear and accelerated her pace a bit.
When they walked to that slope, a person came down the slope. He was one of the two young men beside the young man in Minghuang python pattern robe. He passed by Qin Xian and the others, and did not enter Guzi Village, but went to the flower seller.
As the boy walked along, he saw that there were fewer and fewer rice fields on both sides of the path, and they were replaced by patches of orange groves. This was his first time coming to Zuzhou, and he didn’t understand why Dashan paid so much attention to this place. It was a remote and remote place, and ordinary people Diao Min, he is also the heir apparent of Da Shan, but now he wants to sue Xiang, a village girl. If it hadn't been for his brother's words, someone else would have sent her to be reincarnated. The most important task of the three brothers and sisters this time is to board the prince's ship. Although their father is a very famous minister, Sikong, and his surname is Wang, the Western Emperor has always been ill in recent years, so he had to go early. The emperor and his courtiers made plans, and although my father did not expressly express his intention to accompany him this time, he did not stop him either. That was his tacit consent.
While his mind was racing, the young man had already followed his brother's instructions. After entering the village, he passed five houses and turned on the village stage and pasture to the village stone gate on the right. The young man looked up and saw a stone plaque on the door, inscribed with "Wen Xiu Wu" "Yan" has four big characters, and the young man showed a look of disdain. Then he walked straight and saw a bluestone courtyard, which was very conspicuous, because most of the houses in the flower shop were made of mudstone bricks. Like this bluestone courtyard, the entire Zuzhou There are not many households.
The gate of the courtyard faces south. There are two bronze lions holding rings on the gate, one on the left and one on the right, which is very majestic. But this seemed like nothing to the young man, and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, as if he were mocking. Put your right hand on a copper ring and click it.
"Dong" "Dong" "Dong"
"Coming, coming, who is it?"
A woman's voice came from the courtyard. She opened the door and saw a young man in brocade clothes outside. The woman knew that he was an outsider at a glance. Unlike the previous shout, she said in a gentle voice: "What's the matter, Master?"
The young man said calmly: "Look for Xianyuan Mountain."
Lizi Village is not like Maohuali, which is surrounded by mountains, and Guzi Village is in the valley. Instead, it is connected to Dingshan Mountain in the north and Fufeng in the south. The mountain range is long and narrow and serves as the gateway to Zuzhou. There are seven peaks in total. The eaves on them are staggered and each embraces the terrain.
Qin Xian remembered Chi Nu'an and dreamed of owning her own farmhouse here. Every year, she would listen to the stories about strange people and interesting stories from outside buyers. It's just that the village chief of Lizi Village is a man who only has eyes for the square, that is, he only sees money. A farmhouse is priced at a thousand guan. Even though the An'an family's uncle Gu's ink-making revenue is decent, a thousand guan is still insufficient.
There are two stone pillars at the entrance of Lizi Village. They are also newly carved. One is engraved with Zuzhou Baihua, and the other is engraved with Qifeng Farmhouse. They are more impressive than Maihuali and Guzi Village. Behind the stone pillars is the first peak stone steps. The entrance is now Two strong men in black linen clothes were standing there. They had never been seen before. Now they were blocking the path of Qin Xian and the others, saying: "From now on, no one else is allowed to enter, except the purchasers and the village chiefs."
Qin Xian was so angry that this old man flattered others and humiliated his own people, and now even his own people were not allowed in. It was really abominable.
"Excuse me".
Qin Xian heard the voice behind her. Although it was low, it was hard to conceal the arrogance. Qin Xian wondered who could be so domineering. Looking back, she saw a man of about the age of a young man, with fair skin, red phoenix eyes, and silkworm eyebrows. , so delicate, dressed in a blue robe, embroidered with mountains and rivers, like an outsider.
The man in blue robe saw Qin Xian and the others staring at him in a daze, with an unhappy expression on his face. He took out a bag of money from his arms, threw it casually, and said: "Take it and get out of the way."
Qin Xian looked at the bag of money in her hand, which was about five thousand dollars. She didn't know why, but the young Taoist reacted faster. She pushed Qin Xian and Mo Qijia away, with a smile on her face. She took out the booklet from her waist and said, "Look If you are endowed with a harmonious temperament, you can be both strong and soft, and you like wealth and officials, you will definitely have a wife, a good son, and a noble son, but you will have few relatives to rely on, and your brotherhood will be estranged."
Behind her, Qin Xian said, "I seem to have heard this somewhere before." Mo Qijia turned sideways and whispered in his ear, "He said the same thing to you, Brother Qin, before."
"..."
Before Qin Xian and the other two could step forward and pull the young Taoist away, the man in blue robe pushed the young Taoist away and cursed: "I hate monks and Taoists the most. Stay away from death." As he said this, he took out a bag of money and threw it at the young Taoist. Taoist chest. Qin and Xian stepped forward to help the young Taoist up, took away a bag of money from his chest, and asked the young Taoist in a low voice: "How strong is this person?"
When Qin Xian opened his mouth, the young Taoist knew his plan. After all, on the face of it, he was a weak and wealthy master.
The young Taoist shook his head, and Qin Xian said: "Is it because he has no strength or can't tell." The young Taoist said: "From the current point of view, he is not a practitioner."
"Then it's him." Who told you to walk through the village carrying money without a guard? You can't blame me.
While he was talking, a monk in light yellow robes came down from the stone steps. He had kind eyes and ears hanging from his shoulders. He said to the man in blue robes: "I wonder why the donor doesn't like the monk?"
The man in blue robe said: "There are really monks who want you to take care of them, but you, if you don't stay in Xihe, why do you come here? There is no Buddha here."
The monk said: "All living beings have a predestined relationship with Buddha. I came here to seek a predestined relationship with Buddha."
"Ha... you want to build a temple here? Then you have to ask a lot of people. Besides, what's so good about this place? Confucianism is coming, and so is Buddhism. It's really going to be a hot topic."
The monk smiled and did not reply. His gaze moved from near to far. When it fell on Mo Qijia, his eyes visibly froze. He stepped forward and asked, "What is the name of the little benefactor?"
Mo Qijia was stunned for a moment, then said: "Mo Qijia, what's the matter with, Master?"
The old monk said: "The young benefactor has a good connection with Buddha. Are you willing to practice Buddhism with me?" Before Mo Qijia could reply, the man in blue robe laughed and said: "This kind of connection with Buddha is really available to all living beings. How can I trick this poor boy into doing it?" What’s the use?”
The old monk ignored him and just looked at Mo Qijia, who looked confused. Qin Xian was about to stop her when she heard Mo Qijia say: "Yes, yes, then what rare treasures do you have for me?" As a meeting gift?"
After hearing this, Qin Xian couldn't help but give a thumbs up in her heart, everyone said that this kid was honest and honest, but he found that under Mo Qijia's stupid and scowling appearance, he had a smart heart. He was just being honest in disguise, and it was really convenient.
The old monk didn't expect Mo Qijia to say such a thing. He came back to his senses, took off the Buddhist bead in his left hand, handed it to Mo Qijia and said, "This bead has been with me for forty years, and it was always used as a greeting gift."
Mo Qijia stretched out his hand to take it and asked, "What's the use?"
The old monk said: "For ordinary people, it can relieve sleepiness and fatigue, calm the mind and nourish the essence."
Mo Qijia turned to look at Qin Xian. When the latter nodded, he put the beads into his arms and said, "Okay, thank you."
The old monk smiled and said, "Then let me go."
Mo Qijia said: "Where to go?"
The old monk said: "I practice Buddhism."
Mo Qijia said: "Oh, you go first, I will find you in a few years."
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