【Black Fu Ming】Small Formless

"Boatman, boatman!"

After the Ghost Festival, the weather became hotter and hotter day by day; when Fu Jianhan arrived at the lakeside, the showers had just stopped, and all the boats moored at the ferry were empty, and not a single local fisherman was seen.Thanks to his good eyesight, he saw a small boat dangling among the bulrushes, with a faint figure lying on the deck.

Hearing someone calling, the boatman lazily raised the bamboo hat covering his face, and slowly approached with the oar.Fu Jianhan jumped onto the board with vigorous steps, and the boat shook heavily from side to side.

"Go to Laoshan Island."

"...all actions are impermanent."

"Ah?" Fu Jianhan looked puzzled at the boatman who suddenly spoke, thinking that this man did not speak the local dialect; the voice was nice.

"Didn't the guest go to the Fuzhuang on that island? Why don't you remember the incision?" The punter raised his head with a half-smile, and met his eyes.Fu Jianhan stared at the pair of black and white pupils, and his heart suddenly skipped a beat.

The essence of this person's eyes is restrained, and his internal strength must be good - he thought.But he knew very well that the inexplicable dimple on his cheek was not because he saw through this man's skill.

"The next sentence is 'all dharmas have no self'. Don't forget this hero is on the island."

After the boatman said this, he stopped talking and concentrated on punting the boat.

Fu Jianhan thought it was a pity, so he could only sit on the board of the boat and pretend to enjoy the scenery on the lake.In the distance, the mist is vast, and the reed flowers on the shore are as white as snow waves, endless.As the boat moves forward, you can vaguely see the corner of the isolated island, where the lush vegetation hides the jagged rocks, a water pavilion stands dangerously close to the lake, with red walls and green tiles, lotuses and lotuses. From a distance, it looks like the whole village is surrounded by green The lotus leaf rests on the water.This is the Hanxushui Pavilion known as "the first villa in Juchao", so it is also called "Fuzhuang".

Today, this water pavilion is a courtyard of the Wanqi family, a famous martial arts master in the south of the Yangtze River.Fu Jianhan was invited to be a guest at the village, but he received a post two months ago.The invitation letter said that the owner of the pavilion, Wan Tengxun, had obtained a good sword handed down from generation to generation, and invited his acquaintances from all corners of the world to enjoy it.But in fact, this sword meeting was specially chosen to be held on an isolated island in the middle of the lake, and the security was heavily guarded, which seemed to have another mystery.Fu Jianhan was originally the most impatient with such gossip, but he was not very popular in the Jianghu, and there were even fewer people who could continue to be friends after making a move. The young master of Zhujian Villa was the only one left; When he got into big trouble, he was practicing his sword in seclusion, and he was still a little bit sorry for not being able to help, so this time he heard that Master Ren Shaozhuang had become a guest at the Sword Tasting Conference, and he wanted to stand in for him, so he had no choice but to go over this muddy water.

But right now, compared to the grievances and resentments in the water pavilion, he feels that the fellow in the same boat in front of him is much more interesting.Although Fu Jianhan himself doesn't pay much attention to food and clothing, there are always a lot of rich and honored guests in the casino, and he has seen some gorgeous and expensive clothes - just like the blue clothes worn by the boatman, the texture is docile and smooth, carefully distinguish It is also embroidered with the dark pattern of Chilong with silver thread; what is even more rare is that under the blue shirt, there are actually a pair of bare feet.The most special thing is that this person's feet are white and clean, and the toes are like the petals of gouache, which can be said to be almost spotless.

It's not that Fu Jianhan has any special hobbies; it's just that as a person in the rivers and lakes, he somewhat understands the key points-they are begging for life on the edge of a knife, jumping forward and backward, moving and turning, all falling on one pair of feet. If you go to any potholes and slippery places on the ground, at the slightest, your body skills will be greatly compromised, and at the worst, your legs will be broken and your feet will be broken, and you will lose your life in vain; there are many acupuncture points on the feet, which is a key point in itself, so the clothes are tolerable. , the only thing I can't owe is a pair of fast boots that fit my feet.

How amazing is this person's lightness kung fu that he doesn't wear boots and doesn't get muddy?If it was to pretend to be an ordinary boat runner, the pair of feet would immediately give away the mystery.But the ferryman didn't seem to be pretending deliberately, rather, he wrote the words "amazing art" on his face in a grand manner.

Is this person Wan Qixun's subordinate?Or a friend?

Fu Jianhan was sitting in a daze when he suddenly heard someone fake cough twice above his head, "Hmm, what are you looking at, young man?"

He quickly raised his face, showing a completely innocent smile, "Sorry, I was just thinking about something down here, what can the boatman tell me?"

The young boatman laughed, "How dare you be a teacher. Your Excellency is a guest of the owner of the villa. You must be an expert in sword use in the Jianghu? I don't know what sect it is?"

Fu Jianhan was worrying that this person would not talk to him. When he saw him asking about it, he couldn't help shaking his spirits, and said with a smile: "My surname is Fu, and my name is Jianhan. I have no family and no sect. I just heard that there is good wine in the village. , I’m here to borrow a couple of drinks.”

The boatman also smiled back, "The hero is really a cheerful person." Then he concentrated on rowing the oar again and stopped talking.

Fu Jianhan said: "May I ask what the boatman's name is?"

Shaogong said: "The hero is being polite. What do you want to call these rough people who work below?"

Fu Jianhan did not give up and said: "Seeing that the boatman's character is extraordinary, Fu wants to make friends. There must be a name among friends."

The boatman waved his hands and said: "Don't dare, I don't have to humiliate the hero." But at this time the boat sailed into the lotus leaves, he easily broke off a lotus pod on the remnant lotus, and threw it into Fu Jianhan's arms impartially.Fu Jianhan's eyes lit up, he quickly peeled off the lotus seeds and stuffed them into his mouth.

bitter.

He made a grimace, and then moved his eyes to the boatman, but he saw the man propped up the oar and said, "It's docked."

Fu Jianhan reluctantly got up and went ashore, turned his head and looked back, and found that the boatman did not leave by boat, but pulled the bamboo hat, lay down on the spot, and did not move again.He was wondering if he could find a reason to bring this person along, but he saw two people rushing to the island with long swords in their hands, and they looked like they should be disciples of Wanqi's family.One of them was fatter and the other was thinner, both in their twenties, bowed their hands and said in unison, "But you are a distinguished guest who came to the Sword Tasting Conference? You should know...all things are impermanent."

Fu Jianhan remembered what the boatman said just now, and replied: "All dharmas have no self."

The fat man and the thin man were taken aback, turned their heads to look at each other, and suddenly drew their swords at the same time to stab him.The two flanking attacks came without warning; in the blink of an eye, Fu Jianhan grabbed the wrist of the person on the right with his left hand, and restrained the wrist of the person on the left with his right hand. In contrast, the two long swords pierced straight into the two fat and thin people. chest.With just one move, the two goalkeeper disciples ended up in a disastrous defeat. When they fell to the ground, their eyes were still wide open in disbelief.

Fu Jianhan let go, pulled a quick cloth from the hem of his clothes to wipe off the blood on his hands, then turned around and walked to the place where the boat was moored, and said with an aggrieved expression: "Boatman, how can you lie to me?"

The boatman raised a small slit in the bamboo hat, and a forced smile came out from the slit. "Heroes are really interesting. I told you to remember this sentence, but I didn't teach you to say it to people."

"You...you are making too much sense."

"So what?" The bamboo hat fell down again, "Speaking of which, the hero's boat fare has not been paid yet."

"Hey - I remembered." Fu Jianhan slapped his head, his brows beaming with joy, "Fu is too shy to pay; why don't the boatman go ashore with me to find a friend of mine, and I'll ask him to borrow some money. Only then can the ship’s expenses be paid off.”

The boatman snorted and finally stood up and stretched his arms. "You are really thick-skinned. Forget it, I'll invite you. This boat will give you off too." After saying that, he jumped out of the boat lightly, and his toes landed on a lotus leaf; Fu Jianhan stepped out He was about to shout, but he took a step too late, seeing the man jumping vertically, his blue shirt rolling on the clear water like a tide, and he disappeared after a few strokes.

"Wait--"

Fu Jianhan put down his right hand, peeled another lotus seed from his bosom and threw it into his mouth, before turning around and walking towards the main entrance of the water pavilion.