There are many hills in the south of the Yangtze River, with different sounds for ten miles and different customs for hundreds of miles.
There are less than 100 households in Yujia Village, a simple yellow mud house is built on the mountainside, behind is the mountain, facing or the mountain, the river is gurgling at the foot of the mountain, Yujia Village is sandwiched between two villages, Yujia Village has not produced talents, and the man has never produced a talent, not to mention the majestic official master, has been bullied by the remaining two villages, every summer rice field grabs water, indispensable to be angry, only dare to go in the middle of the night to secretly cut the small dam head used by the people of the neighboring village to intercept the water, and pour it into their own fields.
There is a folk custom of dancing bamboo horses here, Yujia Village is so shabby that those who ride bamboo horses to beg for money are not willing to enter the village, and every time the children in the village can only follow behind, risking being bullied to go to the neighboring village to see the excitement.
There are few people in Yujia Village who are not surnamed Yu, because the man marries a daughter-in-law, he can only find it in his own village, and the beautiful name is that the fertile water does not flow into the fields of outsiders, unlike the two villages next door, and the daughter-in-law of outsiders marries in the scenery every year.
The father and mother of the three sons who were born with dementia are all surnamed Yu, and a pair of in-laws are at the head and end of the village, but they eat and walk while serving a bowl of rice, and they can't eat half a bowl and they are strung to the door.
His father and mother took the child to a famous goddess dozens of miles away to summon the spirit, but he failed to ask for the soul back from Lord Yama.
But there are not one or two fools in any village who make jokes, and the child's father and mother have long accepted their fate, so they are a leader, and they will spend more money in the future, and they will find a random woman to marry home, and they can inherit the incense no matter how bad they are.
However, Yujia Village has been amazed all this time, and the three men have somehow opened their minds, they only knew how to laugh when they saw people before, and they didn't stop talking, but now they are clean, and they also know that their seniority is not bad and they say hello to the elders in the village.
The relatively wealthy Song Village next door has only a cottage village school, which does not belong to the clan school, so the children with foreign surnames are willing to accept it.
The real name Yu Fu of the three sons ran to squat outside the window to listen to the teacher's teaching, every day back to the village on the ground ghost drawing talismans, and then the village only knew that it was indeed the words in the book, the teacher who did not know whether there was a reputation in the village 20 years ago, never left, the teaching is just "three hundred thousand" this enlightenment three axes, not unusual, there has never been an amazing word, it should be just a rough and ink rotten Confucian, not to mention the strong accent of the countryside, so that the school children are very unaccustomed.
The teacher in the year of the sixtieth year somehow fell in love with the three gentlemen, not only deliberately put a small bench outside the window, but also intentionally or unintentionally taught the child many Confucian introductory etiquette in his spare time, since he did not go to ask Yu Fu's father and mother for the gift money, and did not let the child bow to the entrance ceremony.
There is an old locust with a big belly and an empty belly at the head of Songcun Village, and the old locust is next to the water for hundreds of years.
Anyway, the Song family tree goes back four hundred years, and the ancestors of the Song family are still not as old as Lao Huai.
A young Taoist priest carrying a peachwood sword and a cotton bag walked on the crooked dirt road, standing under the old locust tree and looking at it, suddenly it became clear that three villages were flowing away one after another.
In winter, the water of the creek is declining, many places fall out of the water, there are rare handsome temperament in the countryside Taoist squatting along the path that everyone has stepped on all the year round by the stream, pick up a handful of cool stream water, gently wash the face, there are chickens and dogs barking in the ears, full of smiles, stand up, squatting on the shore of several village children of different ages, bolder, ask him if he is a fairy who can catch demons and drive away ghosts, the Taoist priest in the plain robe smiled warmly, shook his head, and the lost children suddenly scattered.
The Taoist priest walked into the village, there were many old people in front of the house carrying a heating bamboo cage with a charcoal fire embedded in the iron sheet, lazily sitting on the stump basking in the sun, meeting the Taoist priest who was not easy to see, there was some simple curiosity and respect in his eyes, and he didn't know how to greet the courtesy, for fear of causing the Taoist priest to be unhappy, so they just smiled at each other.
The clear-eyed young Taoist was born with a good face, and he didn't deliberately return the courtesy, walking around the village, and followed the sound of Langlang reading to the front of the village school, and saw Yu Fu, who was sitting on a small bench under the window and shaking his head, with a thin back and a completely selfless look.
The young Taoist stopped, retracted his gaze, quietly shook his clothes and dust, and then stepped forward, stood beside Yu Fu, and listened to the few voices together.
After the old scholar in the school set the reading paragraph, he did not sit upright, but stood at the window on the other side of Yu Fu, holding the book in one hand and the other hand, nodding from time to time.
After the children finished reciting the book, the old teacher was about to speak, and inadvertently saw the Taoist priest outside the window, with a surprised face, and walked out of the simple thatched hut quickly. ” The tutor who was flattered and said: "It turned out to be a real person who cultivated on Wudang Mountain, and he was ashamed to be a teacher, and he was suspected of misleading people's children."
If there is anything inappropriate in teaching and solving doubts, I hope that the real person will not hesitate to advise. ” The young Taoist priest shook his head and smiled, "Mr.
Xu is serious.
Xiaodao traveled all over the world this time, and before returning to the mountain, he dared to look for an opportunity, and there may be a lot of disturbances in the future. ” Xu Liang, who has always been rigid and stern in front of the child, laughed and said: "The real person is polite, polite." ” Today's imperial court respects the Tao and respects Huang Lao, there is almost no end, as long as it is not those who wear a Taoist robe into the heart of the fool and fool woman to cheat the foolish woman of money, the court and the opposition are very respectful of the Taoist who is worthy of the name, the world is full of Taoist temples, and the two immortal mountains of Longhu Mountain and Wudang Mountain hold the bull's ear, in the eyes of the rural villagers, as long as these two Taoist priests who come out of the blessed land, regardless of age, they should be the word real person.
If it weren't for the fact that this Taoist priest who called himself Li Yuaxe was too young, Xu Liang, who did have some ink in his belly, would have to be respectfully called an immortal.
As for the dispute between the ancestral courts, as well as the ascension of immortals, where can these villages take care of it, even if they hear about it, they can only be speechless.
After Yu Fu, who had clear eyebrows, stood up from the bench, he did not leave, but listened quietly on the side.
Xu Liang glanced at the child he thought had aura, and said with a half-truthful smile: "Since the real person is looking for an opportunity, take a look at this child, the surname is Yu Yufu, the surname and the name are ordinary, but they can be stacked together, so it is not cheesy."
Yu Fu Yu Fu, the rest of your life is blessed, what a good name.
Xu also learned some fur physiognomy when he was young, but he felt that although he couldn't talk about how rich he was, he felt joy in his heart, Li Zhenren, or you could open your eyes."
Li Yuaxe squatted down, stared at Yu Fu, who was not timid to look at him, and said softly: "Xiaodao doesn't dare to say anything." ” The old man who couldn't hear the beautiful words was a little regretful, but after going through the wind and rain, he also knew that a lot of good fortune could not be forced, otherwise he would not be willing to be lonely and be a poor sour school teacher in this village.
Then Yujia Village inexplicably lived a Taoist priest surnamed Li, he did not spend the night with the villagers, there were many green bamboos on the mountain, it took half a decade to build a bamboo house, and when he was free, he would weave bamboo baskets and bamboo baskets and distribute them to the people in the village.
If a villager brings home-brewed rice wine or rice, he will also bring a large basket of winter bamboo shoots.
He also took the trouble to help many children chop bamboo and make flutes and teach them to play the flute.
If someone gets into a small disaster, this young Taoist priest will also take the initiative to go to the mountains to collect medicine, and even like a langzhong, help people look at and hear, and silently guide the meridians.
Over time, not only a few nearby villages, but also a hundred miles away, all knew that the ancestral tomb of Yujia Village was smoking, and it was actually possible for a young immortal to stay in the back mountain and cultivate the road.
Xu Liang went to the bamboo building to discuss the method of cultivation with Li Zhenren when he was free, and Yu Fu also went often.
Say goodbye to the old year in the sound of firecrackers, and go to replace the new peach with the old charm.
Yu Fu's father, who has been unable to raise his head in the village, feels very face-saving, because the Spring Festival couplets hanging by Li Zhenren's bamboo door were written by their boys, and since Li Zhenren came, he was close to Yu Fu, and Yu Fu's father and mother spoke a little louder in the village.
A few handsome girls in the village, every time they meet a young Taoist on the bluestone road in the village, they will bend their eyebrows and eyes, hang their heads and walk slowly, pass by, and quietly look back.
Whenever they saw the young Taoist priest in a Taoist robe with a red face, the women would look at each other and laugh, and secretly said that if he returned to the vulgar in the future, who could marry him, it would be a great blessing.
In a blink of an eye, the winter snow melted, the spring flowers bloomed, the willows spit tender yellow, and the stream was broken when the green carp came.
Every morning, the sun rises in the east, climb up the mountain, the villagers who get up early to farm can see a pleasing scene, under the leadership of Li Zhenren, a group of children have a look like boxing together in front of the bamboo building, saying that it is to practice boxing, in fact, it is to draw a circle there, but it is really beautiful to look at it from a distance.
Day after day, spring to summer, Li Zhenren except for his appearance is too elegant, the rest of the aspects are no different from the villagers, the income from collecting and selling medicines has been given to a few elderly widows in the village, as long as there is busy farm work in the village, let the child trot a few steps to inform, he will definitely appear.
There was rice planting after the rain in the valley before, and almost every day you can see his bent figure in different fields.
Probably infected by him, the three villages that used to fight for water in previous years are now much more pleasant, a little more heart-to-heart, and there are fewer people and many bullies.
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After Xu Liang, the teacher of the school, was drunk, he always nagged the elders of the village not to delay the practice of the real person because of those farm work, and the villagers were a little apprehensive at first, but later they saw that Li Zhenren was still the Li Zhenren who responded to his requests, and they were also at ease.
During this period, some people said that they saw a tiger coming down the mountain with their own eyes, and Li Zhenren went there to stop, and the king of the mountain obediently turned around and ran back to the deep mountains and old forests.
At dusk in summer and autumn, the heat on the mountain is lightening, Yu Fu and Xu Liang, the teacher of the school, are sitting in front of the bamboo building to enjoy the coolness, and Li Yuaxe sits on a small stool with ten fingers like flying and weaving a bamboo basket.
The child, who was already familiar with Li Zhenren, squatted next to him with his cheeks and asked, "Is Wudang Mountain very high?"
Li Yuaxe stopped the basket weaving action and said softly: "When you are young, you have to walk for a long time, and you may think that it will be high."
When I grew up, I didn't feel high. ” The child smiled and asked, "Will it snow in Wudang Mountain?"
Li Yuaxe raised his head and looked at the high mountain opposite, pursed his lips, and then nodded and smiled: "Of course, my master's master, when he once carried my little uncle up the mountain on his back, it snowed a lot.
I remember that Uncle Xiao told me that the next day he was called to get up and stood on the Little Lotus Peak and looked at it, like a big steamed bun, which made people greedy. ” Yu Fu asked again: "Then can I go to Wudang to have a look?"
Li Yuaxe didn't speak this time, just smiled.
Xu Liang is not that pedantic stupid person, he kindly glanced at Yu Fu, touched his head, turned his head to look at Wudang Li Yuaxe, and said softly: "Since you have a fate, why don't you bring it into the Daomen, this is a great thing for Yu Fu's family." ” Li Yuaxe's eyes were firm and said: "My generation cultivates the Tao and proves immortality, which is not contrary to human ethics and unreasonable.
Parents are here, don't travel far, there must be a way to travel. ” The old man sighed: "Since the real people have said that there must be a way to travel, that is to say, it is not impossible to travel far, as long as the child's father and mother settle down and have no worries, it is already filial piety." ” Li Yuaxe smiled warmly: "Wait, it's okay." ” Xu Liang hesitated for a moment, and asked in a deep voice: "Li Zhenren, there is something Xu doesn't know whether to ask or not."
Li Yuaxe nodded and said, "Sir, please speak." ” Xu Liang gritted his teeth and said: "I took advantage of the New Year to rush to the market, and I took it upon myself to go to the city to ask about the situation of Wudang Mountain, and I heard that the surname of the contemporary master is Li. ” If you live in this place, you can see the mountains when you open the door.
Li Yuaxe said calmly: "It's Xiaodao. ” Xu Liang stood up suddenly, his lips trembled, and he was at a loss.
Li Yuaxe smiled and put down the half-woven basket, stood up and pulled the old teacher back to the bamboo chair, and then continued to work.
Xu Liang muttered to himself like crazy: "How can there be an immortal like you." ” Another year of changing peach charms, Li Yuaxe came to Yu Fu's house, it was to send a handful of Spring Festival couplets, Yu Fu's father was cheeky and asked Li Zhenren for several Spring Festival couplets, and even the father-in-law's family and a few distant relatives were not left behind.
When Li Zhenren was about to turn around and leave, Yu Fu's father blushed, cramped and uneasy, and stopped talking, his daughter-in-law pulled his cuffs several times, and this man didn't have the courage to speak.
The man also knew that it was not a matter to be so stiff, and he heard that the storyteller had said that killing people was not enough, the man scratched his head, took a bag from his daughter-in-law's hand, and said with a grin: "Li Zhenren, my daughter-in-law has it again."
And the world is peaceful at this time, and the people in the mountains are not afraid of having a few more babies, and they can afford to raise them.
I wondered if I could ask a real person to accept Yu Fu as an apprentice.
In case this kid has a chance, our Yu family will also be blessed.
Li Zhenren, he didn't have any money at home, so he saved these, knowing that the real person didn't want this, but if he could accept the rest of the blessing, even if he owed money, we would definitely pay it back in the future. ” Li Yuaxe pushed back the money bag, then took Yu Fu's hand and shook the couple deeply.
The man, who rarely called his real name, was afraid that Li Zhenren would regret it, so he hurriedly shouted: "Yu Fu, don't kowtow to the master yet" Li Yuaxe let go of Yu Fu's hand, took three steps back, and folded his hands on his lower abdomen.
After Yu Fu knelt on the ground, he knocked his head three times.
When Yu Fu kowtowed for the first time, Li Yuaxe had already raised his arm and covered his eyes with his sleeve, but he still couldn't hide the tears on his face.
This year, Wudang snowed, and the head of the teaching Li Yuaxe brought back an apprentice named Yu Fu.
When the young master carried the child up the mountain, the sleeping child clutched a string of fresh brown sugar gourds that he was reluctant to eat.
After reaching the top of Wudang, the young Taoist who was carrying his apprentice on his back looked from afar and choked up: "Uncle Xiao, I'm back to the mountain." ”: