Taoist chanting

The little *tong trembled, staring at the big black eyes, the next seller sounded very vicious, she wished she could jump into the river and finish it off, weakly protested: "My name is 'Leng Xiang', not a little idiot. "

"The name Leng Xiang doesn't sound good, it's cold, who gave it to you? If you don't have ink in your stomach, don't make a fool of yourself. It's as good as my name, 'Qing Ni', and your name is heaven and earth, and it's up to you , how about I help you get a nice one..."

Qing Ni talked nonsense and slandered nonsense.

The journey is long, and if you don't have some fun, you will be suffocated to death. If the empress has not repeatedly warned her not to drag the ancient tree into the air, she will be dragging the ancient tree on her back and walking by water?

"No, I'm just called 'Lengxiang', 'Lengxiang spreads far away, but the tranquility and beauty increase', 'Linglong has been opened all over, embellished and seated frequently', my name has its origin and artistic conception, don't change it."

Xiao*tong is not afraid of the carp under her body. She has seen carp in human form, pink and tender, innocent and innocent, and has a nickname of "Little Nier", she argues for it.

"Tch, it doesn't matter if you talk too much, I will give the temple master a slander, quack, just wait to change the name of a giant, ugly, and giant earth."

Only the wild girl Xiao Ni'er can speak fallacies with confidence and confidence.

The little girl has a bitter childishness, and she doesn't want to cry in front of the carp of the same age, so she bears it by herself, only feels that the future is bleak, and meeting people is not good.

"Haha, be fooled. The master of the temple is very good. You will know when you meet him. His Taoist temple is very interesting. Every time I go back, I don't want to go home. Let me tell you..."

When Qing Ni changed her words, she took a big turn, which confused Xiao*tong.

I don't know which sentence Xiao Ni'er said is true and which sentence is a lie to deceive her?The outside world is too complicated, and she really misses the quiet, monotonous and dull days before.

Suddenly, Qing Ni turned her head to look at the west sky, and shouted carelessly: "Ms. Mu, what are you doing? You can't see that my mother is not here, so you want to take advantage of the fire and snatch the unlucky girl on my back to become a boy? "

The hazy figure of Mu Lihua appeared three miles away, and the woman couldn't help laughing, and said: "If I want to snatch it, I will snatch it from you, a villain. What are you doing snatching a sprite, and you can't cook it and eat it?"

Xiao*tong met the Goddess of the Mountain God once a few days ago, and when she heard the joke about the Goddess of the Mountain, she shuddered, bowed down, and wanted to cook it every now and then?Too scary.

Qing Ni swims unhurriedly, she doesn't have much awe of Mu Lihua, she stayed in the land of the Goddess of the Mountain and didn't go home, it often happens that her own mother and the Mu Niangniang fell out, she is also very sad, it's a matter of adults She couldn't help it, and it made her lose a place to play.

"Little Ni'er has a muddy smell all over her body. It's not good to eat. Mu Niangniang, you'd better catch the elf spirit on my back. It's fragrant and tender. It's delicious even steamed and braised. I'll take a sip of the soup too."

"You little villain, just scare the little ghost, and wait for Yang Chun to deal with you."

Mulihua didn't fly close, and asked inadvertently, "Xiao Ni'er, I heard that you will be able to advance to the fourth rank next year?"

She really didn't see any signs of promotion for this tired villain.

Today is different from the past, it is inconvenient for her to probe into Xiao Ni'er's cultivation, to avoid suspicion.

"It should be, the empress said so."

Little Ni'er rolled her eyeballs and replied slyly.

Mu Lihua stretched out her finger, and a little yellow dust hit the middle of Carp's forehead, and scolded with a smile: "Trick me again, when you recover to the fourth level, you will often come to my Lihua Mountain to play in the future, don't worry about Yang Chun's mother-in-law." , she dares to stop, I will fight with her."

"Yes, yes, but Mu Niangniang, you can't scold your mother in front of me, I don't like it."

"I scolded her like that in person, and left."

The figure of the pear flower disappeared.

Little Ni'er swung her tail and swam freely, and said to the little boy on her back: "Look at how promising you are, you can't straighten your waist when you see a mountain god, so how do you live in the fairy temple? Come and go like a cloud of masters. From now on, whether you are a ghost or a man, you have the most backbone, learn more from my sister and me..."

In turn, he began to brag about his great achievements, bragging that he was unique in the world, and bragging so that the sky was dim and the earth was dark.

Entering the Huanghua River, passing through densely populated towns all the way, immediately attracted onlookers.

After receiving the news, all the law enforcement guards of the Daolu Branch of Shannan County dispatched, notified the county seat, and waited in full force. Xiao Ni'er sprayed tokens from his mouth, and then the law enforcement guards specially helped her open the way in front of the river, with a tense look.

She didn't want to be so ostentatious, she acted according to the will of the empress.

When it was getting dark, I turned into the Yaoxi River and saw the familiar figure in the sky, the little Ni'er flew up from the water with the ancient tree sprite on his back, and shouted: "Monastery Lord, look what I brought you?"

"Thank you, little mud."

Zhang Wenfeng bowed his hands and thanked the law enforcement guards who led the way, stretched out his hand to hold up the ancient tree with the wooden method, looked at the timid little boy, and said with a smile: "Welcome to your new home!"

A green mist enveloped the old tree and the little boy.

The warmth is extremely beneficial, and the little *tong instinctively perceives that the days to come do not seem to be sad.

That silly little Ni'er has been tricking her all the way.

Chapter 532

The heavy snow fell outside the hall, and the dead branches whimpered and cracked, and the hot air in the hall was full of birds and birds, and the fragrance of tea was wafting.

Zhang Wenfeng flipped through a stack of files that had been sorted out, and sitting across from Zhuang Yu who had come back from the snow outside, he deliberately chose to talk in the west hall on the top of the mountain to show his importance to this disciple who had been away for a few months, and said: "You don't have to be cautious. , pour yourself some tea."

Zhuang Yu bowed slightly to answer "Yes", took a sip from the teacup and put it down.

After looking through the evidence collected by Zhuang Yu, the timeline and witnesses can all be matched. There are also a few ink papers of the first draft when the assistant secretary of Dingxi City was handling the case. After closing the file, Zhang Wenfeng asked: "Can this matter be involved? To Gu Quan?"

Zhuang Yu sat upright, and said: "Analyzing from the timeline, Daoist Gu Quan is not involved. Before Senior Brother Wei and the others went to Dingxi City, Daoist Gu Quan had already retreated, and when the incident happened, Daoist Gu Quan had not left the seclusion .”

He discusses the matter on a case-by-case basis and does not involve personal feelings.

"Tell me about the next few months, how did things go?"

Zhang Wenfeng omitted the details and went straight to the core. What he needed was a result.

Zhuang Yu rearranged the previous dossiers because he was worried that empty words would cause Master's dissatisfaction. He made the chain of evidence self-consistent. Even if some parts are not perfect, it doesn't matter. The Taoist priest abolished the position of the master of Jinfeng Temple, and now he is wearing a sinful body, reduced to an ordinary disciple, and sent to guard the gate at the foot of the mountain."

"Oh, how did you do it?"

Zhang Wenfeng drank the cool tea in one gulp, and Zhuang Yu who was opposite him hurriedly got up to pour the tea.

A shy smile appeared on Zhuang Yu's face, and said: "The disciple arrived in the state city of Qizhou, wandered around Fangshi Street for a few days, met a few casual cultivators who set up street stalls, and through them met two During the casual practice of the apprentice, he overheard some unknown secrets, and the disciple processed them appropriately, and spread the truth and falsehood.

For example, Gu Chaowen assassinated the respected old temple master. Some details were quite coincidental, and some of the old temple master's disciples became suspicious.

Then came the unfavorable news that Gu Chaowen was guarding himself and stealing, eating more and occupying more.

The last one is about the death of Gu Chaowen who raped his fellow apprentices before going to Dingxi City to practice, and destroyed the corpses. Anyway, no one died or no corpses, so all his brains were piled on the bad boy. Things broke out one after another inside Jinfengguan, making him Jinfengguan has almost become a joke in Qizhou, Taoist Gu Quan had to make a punishment for outsiders to see. "

How many shady tricks he has used in the middle, there is no need to explain in detail, lest the teacher's hearing be polluted.

Of the [-] Spiritual Qi Stones he was carrying, there were not many left.

Zhang Wenfeng thought for a moment and asked, "Is this the end of the matter, or is there a plan for the future?"

He, a disciple who has not yet formally apprenticed to a teacher, has intertwined means, vicious and sophisticated, which can be seen.

Zhuang Yu was also a little uncertain about his master's preferences, so he said bravely: "This is just the first step. Let him be ruined first, knock down the dust, let the dust cast a shadow on his mood, interrupt his smooth cultivation path, and create a bottleneck for him. Obstacles, at least three to five years for him to advance."

"What to do next?"

"The second step is to find a way to eradicate the roots and not give him a chance to make a comeback, otherwise let him climb out of the ordeal, and sooner or later he will find clues that I was involved. That guy is very smart. He has already noticed that someone is fueling the flames, so I will come back first. Yes, avoid it."

Zhuang Yu glanced at the face of the temple master, he didn't dare to elaborate on his plan.

Through two casual cultivators, he got in touch with one of the apprentices of the deceased old master of Jinfeng Temple. He was generous with flowers and spirit stones, generous with gifts, and it was not difficult to make friends.

Zhang Wenfeng picked up the teapot and poured half a cup of tea for Zhuang Yu on the opposite side, and said with a smile, "You've done a good job."

Needless to say, the point is over.

Kindness must grow teeth, otherwise it becomes indulgence of evil.

Zhuang Yu understood, and the host agreed to his next method of cutting the weeds and roots. He immediately relaxed, and worried that he would be scolded by his master in exchange for hard work.

"Master, this disciple spent more than 200 spiritual energy stones lavishly. Take a look, I made a list."

Zhuang Yu shyly handed over a thin volume with both hands, and he recorded everything.

Zhang Wenfeng took it, flipped through it quickly, and handed the booklet back to Zhuang Yu, saying: "These things should be destroyed, including the file, without leaving the bottom. You must pay attention to protecting your own safety when doing things. This sum of [-] pieces of spiritual energy For Shi's expenses, I will greet the head of the mountain, you will ask him to cancel the bill tomorrow, and when Wei Jingjie and the others come back, they will beat you, I will not help you stop."

The remaining more than 700 spiritual energy stones were regarded as rewards for Zhuang Yu's errands during this period.

In the end, I made a joke.

Zhuang Yu bowed his hands to thank the viewer, and said with a shy smile, "Senior Brother Wei and the others are good at making money, so they won't care about disciples."

Zhang Wenfeng looked at the prospective apprentice who was neither arrogant nor impetuous, and said: "I hope you can remember a sentence, 'When I am in the dark, my heart is toward the sunshine'. Practice and life are the same principle, and you must not forget your original intention and act."

"Yes, disciple, remember!"

"Tomorrow morning, there will be a teacher apprenticeship ceremony in the main hall, you are ready to go."

After sending Zhuang Yu, who couldn't hide his joy, down the mountain, Zhang Wenfeng got up and paced around the west hall for a while, then left the hall.

The vastness of the world became one color, and the snow became heavier.

Floating down the mountain, he heard the childish voices of Hu Qiang'er and the ancient plum tree ghost laughing in the wind. A smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. He just heard the bad things in the world brought by Zhuang Yu. He needs to appreciate Some of the beauty in the world.

"Master, come quickly, Sister Lengxiang has opened a few bunches of red plums with the mouth of a cup, they are so beautiful!"

Hu Qiang'er stepped on the wooden sword and shouted excitedly.

The ancient plums are planted on the east slope of Xitan Ridge, close to Lingtan water and facing the sun, less than two hundred feet away from the ancient walnut tree on the southwestern slope of Xianling Mountain.

Leng Xiang was wearing a long plain dress. After more than a month of recuperation, her complexion was back to normal, and her little face was pink and tender.

Compared with the coldness and coldness before, there is now a sprite of the same age here, and the two have become friends who talk about everything. She also knows that the fairy temple is not like Xiaonier scaring her. He took good care of her, and even rewarded her with a pinch of divine soil.

After being taken captive to the territory of An Dynasty, Xiao*tong is very satisfied to have such a good belonging.

"I have seen the master."

"Get up, you can smell the fragrance from afar."

Zhang Wenfeng looked at the tops of the jagged and curved plum branches, among the swords of wind and frost, there were several clusters of gorgeous red plums in full bloom, as warm and moist as jade withered, against the white snow all over the sky, they were extraordinarily refreshed, and he was very happy to paint.

In this world, we need eye-catching scenery to wash away the dust in our hearts.

Chapter 533 Master's retreat, I really didn't do it

In the wild wind and snow dance, little red plums stand proudly in the ice and snow.

Emotional and bony like a withered plum branch, slowly disappearing from the paper.

About one-third of the left side of the picture scroll, a large plum blossom with a mouth of a cup is rendered in full bloom, with suitable shades, and the central flower core and fluttering petals are fully outlined, which is in stark contrast to the depth-of-field blurring of the entire picture, and it is full of vitality.

In the room on the second floor of the bamboo building, Zhang Wenfeng used vermilion, cyan and gamboge for the first time to paint in colors other than ink.

He needs to mix several colors to bring out the thickness and vigor of the plum blossom branches. The whole painting seems to have not much ink, and a large area of ​​fog is blank, but it took him a lot of time to create the atmosphere.

Hearing the whirring wind outside the bamboo building, and following the details of the snowflakes with the paintbrush, the feeling of wind, knife, frost and sword became more and more obvious in his mind.

On the short side, two children stretched their necks to watch the painting, admiring it without saying a word.

Hu Qiang'er has seen too many paintings by the master, and also thinks this painting is amazing, it seems to be a little bit better than the one painted for him.

Leng Xiang's feeling was shocking, the flowers blooming and falling for hundreds of years was her chaotic and instinctive way of cultivation, the master used a paintbrush to present the common flowers blooming, she just felt that every stroke was on her heart.

Joyful, yearning, lively, sad, strong...

Bit by bit of wind and rain, sun and rain, just appear in the picture scroll.

"Master, you have finished the painting, please sign the inscription and postscript."

Hu Qiang'er saw that the master stopped writing in a daze, so he reminded him in a low voice. He was worried that the ink pen in the master's hand would accidentally fall and damage the scroll.

"Oh."

Zhang Wenfeng regained his senses from the chaotic perception, dipped in ink, and wrote a line of elegant small characters on the right side: "I don't want to fight hard for spring, and I will be jealous of all the women." On the lower left side, I signed: "Zhang Wenfeng's painting in the midwinter month of Bingwu Year."

Putting down the brush, signaled Leng Xiang to take the painting away.

"Thank you sir!"

The eyes of the little child are shining, and the bottom of my heart is going crazy with joy. The calligraphy and painting are suitable, meaningful and wonderful.

Unexpectedly, without waiting for her begging, the master would easily give her the painting that directly hits the soul. She used magic to gently hold the ink dripping scroll, and went out carefully.

The joy on the little face could not be concealed, it was more moving than the plum blossom in the snow.

Hu Qiang'er saw that the master seemed to have something to gain, so he closed the bamboo door thoughtfully, and pasted a paper saying "Master retreats" on the door.

Zhang Wenfeng pulled out the broken bronze sword at his waist, and sat cross-legged on the futon with his hands crossed. For a moment, he was immersed in the various sword comprehension feelings brought to him by painting. , Regardless of winter, summer and spring and autumn.

Raise the sword with your heart, temper your sword with your heart.

Occasionally, traces of blue light appeared on the sword body, which disappeared in a flash.

The inside of the bamboo building has long been filled with green mist, and no one is seen. The invisible sword energy is densely distributed in the room, seemingly floating irregularly, but it does not damage the bamboo building at all. The chill is three points more than the freezing scene outside.

The snow had stopped and the sun was shining brightly.

The plum blossoms on the hillside are blooming more lively, and the red is as bright as spring.

The days passed day by day, but the closed door of the bamboo building was not opened. The head of the mountain came twice and asked Hu Qiang'er and Xiao*tong to wander around outside the bamboo building closed by the temple master several times a day.