Still pity the grass and trees

Yushan Mountains is located in Yanzhou, with magnificent scenery, precipitous and majestic. There are 36 peaks of different sizes, stretching for hundreds of miles.The highest peak is named Wenling, and the peak is shrouded in clouds and mist, even indistinct on sunny days, like a scene of a heavenly palace.

On the top of Wenling Peak, in an inaccessible place, there are a few simple wooden houses.Due to the perennial invasion of humid fog, the house has lost its original appearance. The beams and rafters are covered with green moss. Occasionally, beetles crawled through the entwined vines, and then disappeared into the gaps in the wood.

It was a sunny day, the sun pierced through the thick fog and sprinkled some warmth.The birds were tired, and they were singing all over the place.

Two people slowly stepped out of the wooden house.

"Master, I'll go then." The person who spoke was a young man about seventeen or eighteen years old, with delicate features and a tall and straight figure, with a heavy burden on his shoulders, dressed for a long journey.

The old man who was called Master nodded slightly, looked at the young man worriedly, and said: "I don't know what the scene is like outside. I went down the mountain to purchase a few months ago. I heard that there is no rain in the whole of Shandong. I'm afraid there will be a famine. Once there is chaos, Ordinary people can also become traitors. Tan'er, you are innocent by nature and easy to fight injustices. You must be more careful when you go down the mountain this time, and you must not take it lightly."

The boy had never left Yushan for more than ten miles, and his heart was full of joyful anticipation. He disapproved of Master's exhortation, but still respectfully said: "I remember."

"There is one more thing. You should not show your edge too much when you go down the mountain. Find your senior brother as soon as possible. I will feel much more relieved to have him take care of you."

The boy pouted and said, "Master always doesn't believe me!"

The old man smiled slightly and patted him on the shoulder: "Crouching tiger, hidden dragon on the rivers and lakes, you are still young, and you don't understand the truth of others. Let me ask you, if you act recklessly and provoke a powerful opponent, but you can't beat them, how can you do it?" ?”

"Run if you can't beat it!" The young man was very clever, he put his arms around his master's arm with a smile, and said coquettishly, "Or if I say the name of the master, I will definitely frighten them! Who dares to bully those under the Jade Mountain Excalibur?"

The old man smiled slightly, his eyes turned into the distance, and his face showed nostalgia.After a long time, he sighed leisurely: "Go down the mountain while it's still early. I'll let Xiaoqi follow you, and send me a letter in time if there's anything to do. Do you have enough money?"

The young man nodded, reluctantly said: "Master, are you sure you won't go down the mountain with me? It's too quiet in the woods, so I'm not afraid of being bored!"

"I'm old, and I need to be clean. Besides, your teacher has to take care of her from time to time. You see, it's only been a few days since weeding, and the grave is green again."

The young man followed the old man's line of sight and looked at a small soil bag that was faintly visible in the forest, where his master wife was buried. It has been 13 years since she passed away. The master loves him deeply and has never remarried.

The young man couldn't help being sad, but the old man smiled openly and urged: "Let's go, don't you have been looking forward to wandering the rivers and lakes for a long time?"

The young man blushed: "I also look forward to being able to serve Master forever."

"Sorry, I don't want you to wait on you if you are so careless."

The two laughed for a while.The young man pursed his lips, knelt down on both knees, respectfully kowtowed three times to the old man, then turned to the direction of his wife's grave, and made the same salute, "Master, that disciple is farewell."

"Go."

The terrain of Wenling Peak is steep, there is only a steep path going down the mountain, the young man practiced his lightness kung fu, and after a few leaps, he was already five or six zhang away.He turned his head and smiled triumphantly, his eyes were clear, full of innocence and spirit that was not afraid of anything.

The old man's lips parted slightly, but he didn't see how hard he was, his thick voice was about to come out, causing echoes rumbled in the mountains, it was obvious that his inner strength was very deep, "Tan'er, be careful."

The boy waved his hand and said crisply: "Master, take care!"