The sunset dyes the bamboo forest red.
The wind blows the bamboo leaves and makes a rustling sound.
In the Yangxin Zhai, Qin Luo looked at Layman Fuyun and said respectfully: "Senior, why do you practice?"
Fuyun layman sat upright and said seriously: "I was tired of the worldly life and liked the life of wandering clouds and wild cranes, so I lived in seclusion in the mountains."
Qin Luo likes this kind of life, "Senior and I want to be reborn in the world, Brother Chu wants to be reborn in the world, and Master Guichen has different paths between entering the world and being reborn, but they are all in harmony with our hearts."
Chu Peiran nodded and agreed with a smile: "Yes, this is my hometown!"
Guichen clasped his hands together and said in a deep voice: "Being born in the past world is the same as Nirvana."
"Drink tea, drink tea."
Master Fuyun greeted warmly.
Qin Luo picked up the tea cup and drank a cup of tea in three sips. He savored it carefully and praised with a smile: "Good tea. A cup of clear tea goes into your throat and your mind is peaceful."
"Do you sell senior's tea?"
Chu Peiran thought it was good and wanted to buy it.
Fuyun layman looked at Zhou Qing outside the door and said, "Disciple, go get three cans of tea."
Zhou Qing immediately brought three cans of tea. The cans were made of bamboo tubes and were filled with tea leaves.
Fuyun layman had a gentle smile on his face and said, "These tea leaves will be given to the three little friends as a meeting gift."
"How embarrassing!" Chu Peiran opened the book box and took out a yellowed book, "Senior, this is a book of swords. It's a gift in return. Senior, don't dislike it."
Layman Fuyun waved his hands repeatedly, "My little friend, the Dharma is not taught lightly. I cannot afford such a precious thing."
"There are thousands of techniques, but technique is the cheapest. Senior, this tea is very good. It relieves my worries. I like it very much." Chu Peiran placed the Sword Sutra in front of Fuyun layman.
Fuyun layman picked up the Sword Sutra and felt it was heavy. He cupped his hand to express his gratitude, "I have been practicing Taoism for hundreds of years and have never touched the art. Thank you for the Sword Sutra, little friend."
Qin Luo took out a book from the Qiankun bag with a smile that made people feel like spring breeze, "This is the talisman technique summarized by the junior. I hope it will be helpful to the seniors."
Fuyun layman didn't know what to do, "Old tea leaves are worthless, these gifts are too expensive!"
Qin Luo chuckled and said: "These tea leaves are not valuable to the seniors, and these techniques are not valuable to the juniors. The techniques are not as good as the Tao. I think the tea leaves of the seniors are better."
"You're rewarded, little friend!"
Layman Fuyun raised his hands to signal.
Guichen took out a golden Buddhist scripture, held it up with both hands, and said loudly: "Senior, we are destined to give this "Vajra Gong" to you. I hope you can accept it."
Master Fuyun took the Buddhist scriptures and said, "Hahaha, thank you three little friends for your gifts. I'll toast you."
"Respect senior!"
Qin Luo and the others picked up the teacups.
…
The sun sets over the western mountains.
The moonlight shines into the bamboo forest.
They chatted for a long time in the bamboo house.
It was late at night, and Fuyun layman said enthusiastically: "It's getting late, why don't the three of us rest in the humble house, there happens to be an empty bamboo house."
"Then excuse me."
"Don't disturb me, just treat it as your own home."
Zhou Qing has already cleaned the empty bamboo house.
Fuyun layman took Qin Luo and the others to the bamboo house. There were several beds inside. Chu Peiran was a little confused, "Senior, are there often guests here?"
Layman Fuyun shook his head and sighed, "Juniors often come to me to become my disciple. What they pursue is skills, but I can't teach them, so they leave."
Qin Luo thought of his senior brothers and sisters. Most of them pursued martial arts, and he also pursued martial arts. He looked at Zhou Qing aside, "Do you think martial arts is important?"
Zhou Qing bowed and said, "It's important."
"Then why are you still here?"
"The more I want, the more painful it will be. Compared to magic, I want to live a long and happy life."
Zhou Qing answered truthfully.
"That makes sense."
Qin Luo smiled and nodded.
Master Fuyun and Zhou Qing left the room.
Qin Luo lay on the bed to rest. He relaxed and listened to the sounds of heaven and earth. Fireflies were flapping their wings in the yard, and toads were calling by the river outside the bamboo forest.
Chu Peiran was still in good spirits. He sat on the bedside and read a book by the moonlight outside the window.
Guichen held a golden bowl, sat cross-legged on the bed, and silently recited Buddhist scriptures.
Fuyun layman was sitting in the yard. He looked at the bamboo house not far away and said softly: "Disciple, have you seen the light in the room?"
Zhou Qing shook his head in surprise, "No."
"In that room there is the light and fresh air, the compassionate light of the Buddha, and the awe-inspiring air of benevolence. If you can't see it, just close your eyes and feel it."
Fuyun layman reminded softly.
Zhou Qing closed his eyes. He felt a very warm feeling, as if he was bathing in the bright spring light.
"Master, I feel it!"
Zhou Qing looked excited.
Master Fuyun nodded happily. He opened the book given by Qin Luo, which recorded various talismans. He looked at them and made gestures with his fingers.
Suddenly the courtyard was filled with golden light.
A dazzling golden light emerged from Fuyun layman's body.
Zhou Qing was stunned when he saw it, while Master Fuyun was calmer, "This is the magic, it's really magical!"
"As expected of Master!"
Zhou Qing had admiration in his eyes. He couldn't understand the talismans in the book at all, but his master could cast the spell after just reading it.
Master Fuyun stood up and said softly: "Disciple, rest early and get up early tomorrow."
"Disciple understands."
Zhou Qing nodded respectfully.
The next day, early morning.
The clouds and mist in the bamboo forest have not dispersed yet.
Qin Luo opened his eyes. He had a good rest last night and was full of energy. "It smells so good!"
Chu Peiran stretched and said, "Yes, it smells so good. I haven't smelled fireworks for a long time."
"The young monk wants to ask for alms."
"Hahaha."
Zhou Qing came to the bamboo house and saw that Qin Luo and the others had woken up. He said enthusiastically: "Seniors, my master has made some green onion pancakes and I want you to try them."
"OK."
The three of them said in unison.
Qin Luo and the others came to the courtyard, and Master Fuyun came over with a large plate of chopped green onion pancakes, with a smile on his face, "You three little friends, I haven't made green onion pancakes for a long time. Please forgive me if they don't taste good."
"Senior is joking, I'm salivating just from the smell." Qin Luo picked up a piece of chopped green onion pancake and ate it. The pancake was very soft, with the aroma of chopped green onion and firewood.
Chu Peiran chewed the green onion pancake and praised: "Feng Dinner has been sleeping in the open for so long. This is the most delicious food I have ever eaten."
Guichen nodded, "This cake is delicious. From now on, the young monk will eat this or wild vegetable dumplings for alms."
Qin Luo handed Zhou Qing a piece of green onion pancake, "Let's eat together, we won't be polite."
"Uh-huh."
Zhou Qing took the scallion pancake with both hands.
The sound of pigs squealing sounded in the yard. Zhou Qing looked for the sound and saw a pig in the golden bowl. He couldn't help but exclaimed: "There is actually a pig in here!"
Chu Peiran smiled and joked: "This pig demon has done bad things and is still undergoing reform."
"The mage is so powerful!"
Zhou Qing had admiration in his eyes.
Guichen divided the scallion pancake in his hand into two halves and threw half into the golden bowl to feed the pig demon.
Fuyun layman said with a smile: "There are still some in the kitchen. If you can't finish it, take it with you on the road to eat."
"good!"
Qin Luo smiled and nodded.
The clouds and mist dispersed, and the fiery morning sun shone in the yard. Chu Peiran carried the book box, Guichen held the golden bowl and Zen staff, and Qin Luo held the green onion cake in his hand.
Qin Luo and the others waved goodbye to Master Fuyun, and they walked slowly towards Jiangling City.
Watching them walk away, Zhou Qing was a little confused, "Master, why are they walking?"
Fuyun layman chuckled and said: "Maybe it's for cultivation, or for admiring the scenery on the road. When I was young, I wanted to travel thousands of miles of rivers and mountains. Finally, it took me a lifetime to get here from Jiangling City. You can go out for a walk in the future."
"Uh-huh."
Zhou Qing nodded in understanding.
Fuyun layman picked up the fishing rod and left Yangxinzhai. When Zhou Qing was cleaning the room, he found that the three books given by Qin Luo and the others were placed on the most conspicuous table. He knew the value of these three books, but did not look at the table. of three books.
...
night.
Gangneung City is brightly lit.
There are large boats with lanterns parked on the river.
Qin Luo and the others walked into Jiangling City, and the streets were bustling with people, "I didn't expect Jiangling City to be so lively at night."
Chu Peiran looked left and right, "Brother Taoist, I have encountered a ghost market in the north. The demons there were dancing wildly and it was more lively."
Guichen's ears twitched, he frowned slightly, and then said with a smile: "Brother Chu, aren't you going to invite us to listen to music?"
When Chu Peiran saw the singing and dancing Qingyue Tower in front of him, the corner of his mouth raised, "Let's go, I will show you the world."
Qin Luo and Guichen followed Chu Peiran into the Qingyue Tower. There was a very high stage in the middle of the building. A fairy in red was dancing on the stage. She smiled so charmingly that some of the audience were drooling. .
When the fairy in red saw Qin Luo and the others, her face suddenly turned ugly, with fear deep in her eyes.
