[Comprehensive martial arts] Holy Monk

Fang Tianzhi looked at the six deeply bowed servants, sighed lightly, and smiled at Mrs. Yan: "Thank you for your hospitality, but the poor monk should walk up the mountain."

Mrs. Yan was slightly startled, and said: "Master, if you don't like this chariot, let's wait for a while, and someone will come and exchange it."

Fang Tianzhi said: "How can poor monks not like this fine bamboo chariot and matching silk and satin cushions? I'm afraid it's reasonable for them not to like poor monks." Then he smiled again, "Coarse clothes and tattered clothes are easy to scratch delicate objects... Besides, since the road is difficult, wouldn't it be more difficult for these benefactors to carry the poor monk?"

Only then did Madam Yan heave a sigh of relief, and said disapprovingly and warmly: "They were originally bought to serve people, and when distinguished guests come, it is time for them to contribute. How can we wrong the guests and be considerate of the slaves?"

Fang Tianzhi didn't want to comment on other people's family affairs, so he just shook his head with a smile, and politely declined: "I'm a monk in the mountains, and I'm used to walking the road."

After finishing speaking, he walked around the bamboo chariot, stepped on the stone path, and went up the mountain with his clothes brushed.

Mrs. Yan was also a master of martial arts. Seeing that Fang Tianzhi couldn't change his attitude and had already hidden behind the stone path and green trees in the blink of an eye, she winked at the servant, and rushed a few steps, and chased Fang Tianzhi beside him.Seeing Wushang followed half a step behind with a heavy burden on his head, he couldn't help saying: "The child is light and weak, why should he suffer? How about going up the mountain on a bamboo chariot?"

Wushang walked with his head down, ignoring her.

Fang Tianzhi said in harmony: "It's time for him to practice kung fu, just let him go by himself."

Madam Yan had nothing to say.

After a moment of silence, she regained her expression and led the way calmly while pointing the way to the two of them.

Fang Tianzhi climbed up along the zigzag stone path, and he saw the surrounding mountains, clear springs and streams, and the scenery is very charming.The deeper you go into the mountain, there are tung and cypresses lying on top of the green slopes, and the flowers and bamboos are hidden among the green depressions.In the mist and white mist, you can occasionally see smer deer drinking the stream, and spotted pheasants grooming their feathers, which is quite a bit of wild interest.

When you get to the mountainside, the stone path is gone, but there is a bamboo corridor.

The bamboo corridor is like a wandering dragon interspersed with yellow and emerald greens, undulating indistinctly in the sea of ​​clouds, tides and mist, winding its way up to a hanging mountain abode at the end.

Fang Tianzhi withdrew his gaze and said, "Your master is still a reclusive scholar."

Madam Yan sighed softly: "I should have invited Master to go to the city, but Miss is discouraged and has been living in the mountains for several months."

Everyone entered the bamboo corridor.

Green shadows slant across the corridor, quiet and silent.Every hundred steps, there is a pair of teenagers and girls wrapped in green shirts waiting quietly.They are all handsome and beautiful, but they are not eye-catching at all. If you think of them as flowers and plants, they are really like flowers and plants. But when you need them, they seem to be waiting there early in the morning, obeying the orders of guests. up.

At the end, outside a grove of purple bamboos, the eaves of the Hanging Mountain Abode fly to the four corners, with copper bells on each side, and the roof stretches so high that it completely covers the mountain scenery behind the house.The courtyard is paved with gravel, and a few plantains and clumps of bluegrass are planted against the wall.When the mountain wind moved, the copper bell rang softly, and two black swallows emerged from under the wet emerald eaves, and went to the place where the mountains and rivers were noisy.

Fang Tianzhi looked at the word "Baopu" written on the hanging bamboo plaque, and said, "Is there a waterfall near here?"

Madam Yan smiled and said, "That's right. Master, please."

As soon as she finished speaking, two male servants in green clothes stepped forward to lead the way, Fang Tianzhi followed with his disciples, walked around a few corridors, and came to a tall bamboo room with curtains on all sides.In the bamboo room, the floor was paved with jade mats, and the fragrance of orchids was faintly scented. The servant took off the shoes and went up. Fang Tianzhi saw it, so he untied the straw sandals generously, and sat down on the floor behind a huanghuali table.

After a while, four more maidservants in emerald green shirts brought wooden basins, cotton towels, and two sets of brand new monk clothes, shoes and socks for the two of them to change.The two male servants walked aside on their knees, looking as if they were going to take off Fang Tianzhi's socks and bathe his feet, Fang Tianzhi thanked Bumin, and said: "The poor monk can come by himself."

After the two of them put on new clothes and put on new white socks, several servants rolled up half of the curtains on all sides, revealing the beautiful scenery around them.The sound of the water here is better than other places. Fang Tianzhi looked westward and saw that beyond the path of peach blossoms and bamboos, a mountain wall stood upright like a green screen, and a small waterfall like a snow belt was hanging on the wall.

Before the servant retreated, he brewed fragrant tea and set out some snacks, saying: "Please wait a moment."

Fang Tianzhi waited comfortably.

After drinking a sip of tea and some snacks, he suddenly sighed softly: "I haven't lived a day like this for a long time."

Wushang was also stuffing snacks into his mouth, and asked after hearing the sound, "What kind of day is it? A day when you have good tea and snacks?"

Fang Tianzhi said: "Yes, but not all. It should be said that there are people serving you."

Wushang pondered for a moment, then asked: "Is it the day when someone washes my feet? I may not have passed this day for a long time, but I don't really like others washing my feet."

Fang Tianzhi couldn't help laughing, and said: "Amitabha!"

Wushang was half full, and seeing no one around, he asked again, "Why is there no one? When are we going to wait?"

Before he finished speaking, there was a sudden sound of light and soft footsteps from the direction the two came from.The bamboo curtain was half rolled up, the two of them could not see the appearance of the visitor, they could only see half of her bright red pomegranate dress and a pair of white soft-soled satin shoes.The satin shoes are quite small, embroidered with a lifelike flying swallow, the visitor comes in lotus steps, and the swallow undulates on the round and slightly raised toes, as if flapping its wings coquettishly. son--

The shoes seemed to be not stepping on the ground, but on the apex of the man's heart.

There are always some beauties in this world, and she can seduce many men without even showing her face.

The owner of the shoe came slowly, and then slowly stopped at the bottom of the bamboo steps.

Then she rubbed her ankles softly, took off the pair of flying swallow shoes, tipped out a pair of snowy and glistening bare feet, and laid them lightly on the bamboo steps.As if afraid of the cold, the jade bead-like toes curled timidly, and then slowly stepped up and stopped outside the bamboo curtain.

Fang Tianzhi sat quietly, and put the teacup in his hand on the table with a thud.

This soft sound was like a knock on the door——

The figure of the visitor reflected on the bamboo curtain moved, she suddenly sideways lifted the curtain, and lightly slipped into the bamboo room.

This woman is about thirty years old.

But no matter who sees her for the first time, they will forget her age, and just stare at her pair of almond eyes that are about to burst into spring.

When I wake up and look again, I can see her greasy hands supporting the bamboo curtain, the crow-green hair on the temples tightly pulled by gold hairpins, and her ruddy lips.If it goes further down, it is her slender neck——

There is a thin satin red rope tied around the neck, at first glance, it looks like a snowy and fragrant red, and it is not in the narrow neckline of tender apricot color.The narrow-necked spring shirt was cut very neatly, covering her body tightly without revealing anything that shouldn't be, but when worn on her, it was indescribably charming.

And at the bottom, under the pomegranate red dress, her round and lovely jade toes are still timidly curled up.

Fang Tianzhi didn't look at her feet, nor did he look at her neck.

While looking at each other, his eyes flicked across her face like a spring breeze, and said: "Amitabha, but the master here is in front of you?"

The woman is still holding the curtain.

Fang Tianzhi didn't stare at her, instead she bit her lips lightly, stared blankly at Fang Tianzhi for a moment, and the more she looked at her face, the more a smile appeared on her face.After a while, just when Fang Tian felt slightly unhappy, thinking that she would speak frivolously, she let go of the bamboo curtain, stood up straight, with a smile on her face, said with a slow smile: "Amitabha, but Master Xue Jing ?” After a pause, he said again, “I am not the master here, but the master here is my master.”

Fang Tianzhi put his palms together lightly and said, "I see, it's a pleasure to meet you."

The woman was slightly startled again.

Although she is no longer young, she can still be called a stunning beauty. It has been more than twenty years since she has had nothing to say to a man.Fang Tianzhi sat quietly without saying a word, she didn't know how to respond for a while, so she walked to a desk calmly and sat down gracefully.

Wushang looked at her for a while, then lowered his head again to eat some snacks.

The woman looked around Fang Tianzhi and the two, and suddenly asked Wushang with a smile, "Little monk, what's your name?"

Holding a piece of cake, Wushang didn't answer her first, but instead asked, "What's the name of the benefactor?"

The woman said sweetly: "My husband's family name is Tie. Outsiders usually call me Mrs. Tie."

Only then did Wushang put together his palms together and said, "My little monk's Dharma name is Wushang."

Mrs. Tie smiled again: "You are so young, have you learned martial arts yet? Traveling around with your master must have suffered a lot?"

Wushang suddenly became unhappy, he put down the piece of cake, looked at Mrs. Tie coldly, and said, "I'm not young anymore."

Mrs. Tie couldn't laugh for a moment.

The expression on her face changed, she really didn't know how to express herself to the little bald donkey, she was silent, but Fang Tianzhi suddenly opened her mouth and said: "The sound of the piano has stopped."

Mrs. Tie didn't show her annoyance, but when she heard this, she couldn't help being stunned again: "What?"

Fang Tianzhi said: "The sound of the piano has stopped."

Mrs. Tie stared at him silently for a while, then asked again: "The sound of the waterfall is so loud, how can you hear the sound of the zither?"

Fang Tianzhi said: "I can hear you very clearly."

When the spring breeze blew, a cloud suddenly came from the sky, and a fine rain rolled in.

Fang Tianzhi looked west through the curtain, and the wind suddenly blew away the bamboo curtain, and also blew his new clothes into white ripples.Outside the fluttering bamboo curtain, the waterfall is still hanging on the top of the mountain like a jade belt, while the nearby peach blossom and bamboo forest is suddenly enveloped by a faint mist of water that seems to exist.

In the depths of the bamboo forest, from the fog and misty rain, a rosy shadow suddenly faded out.

But that's not Xiaying——

It was a girl like a cloud.

The girl's purple clothes were hazy in the bamboo shadows, and her black hair was draped half-wet on her shoulders.She seemed to have fair skin, as if she had a pair of pale crescent eyebrows, a pair of long autumn eyes, and a pair of soft and ruddy lips, and she didn't seem to—

No one can see her face clearly, just like no one can see the full moon in the sky.

She is so beautiful that it is impossible to look at and describe.

The purple-clothed girl stared at Fang Tianzhi sadly, and walked slowly with her feet on Shaye, still holding a fuxiqin in her arms.

She walked to the bamboo room, finally lowered her eyelashes, took off her shoes and walked in through the curtain. She put the piano horizontally in front of the desk, straightened her clothes, knelt on the ground, raised her hands and bowed deeply to Fang Tianzhi, Said: "I've heard of Master Xuejing's benevolent name for a long time, and I'm taking the liberty to invite you now. It's quite impolite. Please ask Master to be worshiped by the little girl."

Fang Tianzhi was inconvenient to sit and watch, so he stood up, folded his palms together and said: "Amitabha, the words of the almsgiver are serious, please get up quickly."

The purple-clothed girl bowed again: "The little girl is dying, and she was saved by the mage. I am very grateful. Please, the mage, let the little girl pay respects."

Seeing her stubbornness, Fang Tianzhi persuaded: "The benefactor, why don't you explain the difficult things clearly first? If the poor monk can't help you, how can he accept this great gift?"

The girl in purple sat up slowly, and said: "Master is willing to come here from thousands of miles away, even if he can't help, the little girl will still be grateful, so why not thank you once?" After she said this, she turned her head to Tie Madam looked at it, frowned slightly, and said in a harmonious voice, "Auntie Tie came to see me, what's the matter?"

Mrs. Tie's complexion moved slightly, and said: "What's the matter..." She pondered for a while, and finally smiled slyly, and said kindly, "Miss, I was wrong. I just came to see who you are thinking of inviting. I don't dare to disturb the lady's business, so I'm leaving now."

The girl in purple sighed softly, but did not answer.

Mrs. Tie didn't dare to speak any more, but stood up respectfully, and blessed her, "I'll call Madam Yan to come." She covered her bare feet with the hem of her skirt, and hurried out of the curtain .

The purple-clothed girl waited for her to go far away before apologizing again: "I'm really ashamed! My aunt is naughty by nature, but she actually offended the mage."

Fang Tianzhi smiled slightly, and said: "The benefactor doesn't have to worry about it. I heard that Mrs. Yan said earlier that the benefactor has encountered a life-threatening trouble. I don't know what the trouble is?"

The purple-clothed girl's face paled slightly.

She was silent for a while, and then said softly: "The trouble is a woman."

Fang Tianzhi responded and waited for the next article.

But she continued: "This woman...is named Shi Guanyin!"