Chapter 094 – Wudang Peach Symbol
Jiangnan hilly, ten miles of different sounds, a hundred miles of different customs. Yu Jia Village less than a hundred families, a simple yellow mud houses are built on the hillside, behind the mountains, face or mountains, the river at the foot of the mountains gurgling through, Yu Jia Village was sandwiched between the two villages, Yu Jia Village has not been a talented person, the scholar scholar masters have not been out of one, not to mention the mighty masters of the government, has been the rest of the two villages bullied by the powerful, whenever the rice paddy water grabbing in the summer, can not help but suffer from the anger, and only dared to In the middle of the night, they would secretly cut open the small dam used by the neighboring villagers to cut off the water and pour it into their own fields. There is a custom of dancing on bamboo horses here, but Yu Village is so poor that those who ride bamboo horses for money are not willing to enter the village, so every time, the children in the village can only follow behind and risk being bullied to go to the neighboring villages to watch the spectacle. There are few people in the village who do not have the surname Yu, because the man married daughter-in-law, can only be found in their own village, the name of the water does not flow outside the field, unlike the two villages next door, every year, outsiders daughter-in-law married into the scenery. Born demented three saeko’s parents are surnamed Yu, a pair of in-laws in the village respectively, but the end of the bowl of rice to eat while walking, can not eat half a bowl of string to the door, three saeko looks beautiful, with the vernacular that is the reincarnation of the time to drink too much soul soup, this life did not open the eyes. His parents took the child to dozens of miles away from the famous Goddess of Mercy, but also failed to ask the soul from the king of Hades back.
But which village did not have one or two jokes about the fool, the child’s parents have long been resigned, at least it is a handle, and later spend some money, just find a woman to marry home, and then not good enough to inherit the flame. However, the Yu village this period of time are in the tsk tsk surprise, three saeko somehow on the enlightenment, before see people only know smile, flow of lah non-stop, now even clean, but also know that the generation is not bad with the village elders greetings. Next door to the relatively rich and prosperous Song village only has a thatched village school, not belong to the clan school Zongxue, so the children of the family name are willing to accept. The three-saeko, whose real name is Yu Fu, ran to squat outside the window to listen to the teacher’s lessons, and every day when he came back to the village, he drew a ghost on the ground, and only later did the village people realize that it was really the words on the book, and that the teacher, who did not know if he had any merit in his body, landed in the village two decades ago, and never left, and the lessons he gave were only the “300,000” which was not unusual, and never had any amazing words to say. It is not rare, never have amazing words, should just be a roughly versed in the literature of the corrupt scholar, not to mention the thick accent of the foreign country, so that the enrollment of young children is very unaccustomed to. The schoolteacher of the years of age somehow on the three saeons on the heart, not only intentionally put a small bench outside the window, in the leisure time also intentionally or unintentionally teach the child crossed hands and bowed to the road to see and hear and many other Confucian initiation rites, since there is no go with Yu Fu parents to ask for Zhi see the gift of the money, and even more so the child did not let the kowtow to the rite of admission.
Song village at the head of the village has a big empty belly is still the old acacia, the old acacia along the stone near the water do not know how many hundreds of years. Anyway, the Song family genealogy back four hundred years, Song’s line of ancestors is still not as old as the old acacia. A young Taoist priest carrying a mahogany sword and a cotton bag walked along the curved dirt road and stood under the old acacia tree, looking out at the three villages stretching away. Winter brook water decadence, many of the water fall out, there is the countryside rare handsome temperament of the Taoist along the crowd of people often trampled out of the trail squatting at the edge of the brook, scooped up a handful of refreshingly cool brook water, gently washed his face, in the ears of the chickens and dogs barking, full of smiles, stood up, the bank squatting a few different age of the village children, the bolder ones, asked him if he was able to catch the evil spirits and drive away ghosts of the immortal, robes of the Taoist priest clean smile warm mellow, shook his head. Shook his head, the lost children immediately scattered. Taoist priest into the village, in front of the house there are many old people carrying embedded iron with charcoal heating bamboo cage, sitting lazily on the tree stumps sunbathing, encountered not easy to see the Taoist priest, some simple curiosity and respect in the eyes, and do not know how to exchange pleasantries to be considered polite, for fear of provoking the Taoist priest upset, they are just smiling face to face. Clear-eyed young Taoist was born with a good face, and did not how to deliberately return the salute, walking in the village stops, has been followed by the sound of reading to the village school in front of the school, to see that sitting in the window on the small bench shaking his head Yu Fu, back of the skinny, oblivious. The young Taoist stopped, convergence of vision, quietly vibrating clothes and dust, which came forward, stood next to Yu Fu, together to listen to that counting sound. After the old scholar in the school set the reading paragraph, did not sit upright, but stood in the window on the other side of the Yu Fu, one hand behind one hand with a book, nodding from time to time. The children recited the book, the elderly schoolteacher was about to open his mouth, inadvertently saw the Taoist priest outside the window, a face of surprise, quickly stepped out of the humble hut, the young Taoist priest made a bow and said: “The young Taoist Li Yu axe, once practiced in the Wudang Mountain.”
Received a bow of schoolteacher was flattered, said: “So it is Wudang Mountain on the cultivation of real people, in the next Xu Liang, ashamed to be a teacher, there is a suspicion of misguided children. Teaching and solving problems if there are any improprieties, I still hope that the real person will not begrudge the instruction.”
The young Daoist shook his head and smiled, “Mr. Xu is overstating things. The young Taoist is traveling in all directions this time, and before returning to the mountain, he has the audacity to seek a chance, and there may be quite a bit of nuisance in the future.”
Xu Liang, who had always been stereotypically stern in front of the young boy, laughed, “The real person is polite, polite ah.”
Today’s court revered Taoist Huang Lao almost no one stop, as long as it is not those wearing a piece of robes intended to cheat fools and fools of the money of the wild tour of the Taoist priests, the court and the countryside are recorded in the register of veritable Taoist very respectful, the world of Taoist temples, but also to the Longhu Mountain and the Wudang Mountain two immortal mountains to the bull’s-eye in the eyes of the countryside, as long as it is the two heavenly paradise out of the Taoist priests, regardless of the age of the word, when it is a real person. If not this self-proclaimed Li Yu axe monk is too young, the belly does have some ink Xu Liang are going to respectfully called a fairy. As for what the ancestral court dispute, as well as the ascension of the immortals, these villages where to care, even if I heard can only be staggered. After Yu Fu stood up from the bench, he didn’t leave, but listened quietly. Xu Liang took a look at this child he thought had aura, half-true, half-fake smile: “Since the real person is looking for a chance to come, catch a coincidence to look at this child, surnamed Yu Fu, surname Yu Fu, surname and first name are ordinary, can be stacked together, it is not vulgar. Yu Fu Yu Fu, the rest of his life to accumulate blessings, what a good name. Xu Mou also learned some skin face when I was young, I only feel that although I can not talk about how rich, but it is the heart of the heart feel happy, Li Zhen Zhen, why don’t you open a heavenly eye?”
Li Yu axe squatted down, gazing at that Yu Fu who is not timid to his own eyes, softly said, “Xiao Dao also do not dare to speak presumptuously.”
The old man who didn’t hear the overflowing words has some regrets, but after all the storms, he also knows that a lot of blessings can’t be forced, otherwise he wouldn’t have been willing to be silent and be a poor schoolteacher in this village.
Then the Yu family village inexplicably lived a Taoist priest surnamed Li, he did not stay with the villagers, the mountain more bamboo, spent half a decade to build a bamboo house, when free to weave bamboo baskets bamboo baskets, distributed to the people in the village. If any village people sent home-brewed rice wine or rice, he would return a large basket of asparagus. He also helped many children to make bamboo flutes and taught them how to play the flute. Villagers have some red and white wedding, are willing to look for him to help give a hand, if someone has a small disaster or disease, this young Taoist priest will also take the initiative to go to the mountains to collect medicine, and even like a bone-setter, to help people to look and smell, quietly channeling the meridians. Over time, not only a few nearby villages, a hundred miles around, all know the Yu family village ancestral tomb smoke, even let a young immortal stay in the back of the mountain knot Mao cultivation. When Xu Liang has time to spare, he goes to the bamboo building to discuss with Li Zhenzhen to teach the method of cultivation, Yu Fu also often go. The sound of firecrackers was the end of the old year, going to change the new peach for the old talisman. Has been in the village to lift up the head of the Yu Fu parents feel extremely dignified, because Li Zhenzhen bamboo door hanging that spring couplet, is their family boy wrote, since Li Zhenzhen came, and with the Yu Fu close to the Yu Fu, Yu Fu’s parents in the village to speak voice are a few points. The village a few born quite handsome young girls, every time in the village on the green stone path encountered young Taoist, will be brow curved, head down shy slowly walk, rub shoulders, and will quietly look back. Some of the women have been a woman, it will not be so subtle, and handsome young man together in the creek side of the green stone pounding clothes, words without fear, whenever they see the young Taoist monk wearing a Taoist robe blushing, women will look at each other and laugh, and secretly said a really thin-skinned Jun brother, later if he returned to the world, who can marry him, that can be heavenly blessings.
In the blink of an eye is the winter snow melt, suddenly spring blossoms, willow spit tender yellow, green carp to come to the sound of the brook broken.
Every morning, the sun rises, climbed the hill, the villagers can see a pleasing scene, led by Li Zhenzhen, a group of children in front of the bamboo building in a boxing style, said boxing, in fact, it is there to draw a circle, but from afar, it is really good to see.
Day after day, spring to summer, Li Zhenzhen in addition to the appearance of too much elegant, the rest of the aspects have been no different with the village man, picking medicine to sell the proceeds of medicine are given to the village of several elderly widows and orphans, as long as the village has a busy not as busy as the farm work, so that the child to trot a few steps to know a word, he will certainly appear. Earlier after the rain, there are rice-planting, almost every day in the different fields can see his stooping figure, actually uneducated, skillful rice-planting. About is infected by him, in previous years often have to grab water for the three villages, now also much more pleasant, more a few points will be heart to heart, less people many bully. Sookshi Xu Liang smoked drunk always with the village elders nagging not because of those agricultural work, delayed the real practice, at first the village were a little apprehensive, and then see Li Zhengen or the real Li Zhengen, also on the peace of mind. During the period some people said they saw a tiger down the mountain, Li Zhen Zhen Zhen one stop there, the king of the mountain obediently turned around and ran back to the deep forest, shallow village people more and more feel that is if the world is really a fairy, but also so.
In the dusk of summer and fall, the summer heat on the mountain is fading, Yu Fu and Xu Liang, the schoolteacher, are sitting in front of the bamboo building to enjoy the coolness, and Li Yu axe sitting on a small stool, knitting a bamboo basket with ten fingers flying.
The child who was already familiar with Li Zhenzhen squatted next to him with his cheeks in his hands and asked, “Is Wudang Mountain very high?”
Li Yu axe stopped the action of weaving the basket and softly said, “When you are young, you have to walk for a long time, so you may feel it will be high. When you grow up, you won’t think it’s high.”
The child laughed and asked, “Then does it snow on Wudang Mountain too?”
Li Yu Hatchet raised his head to look at the high mountains across the street, pursed his lips, then nodded and smiled, “Of course, when my master’s master, once carried my little master’s uncle up the mountain, it snowed so heavily. I remember my little master uncle told me that the next day he was shouted out of bed and stood on Little Lotus Peak to look at it, it was like a big steamed bun that made people’s mouths water.”
Yu Fu asked again, “Then can I go to Wudang to have a look?”
Li Yu axe didn’t say anything this time, just smiled.
Xu Liang was not that pedantic and stupid person, kindly glanced at Yu Fu, touched his head, turned his head to look at Wudang Li Yu Axe, and softly said, “Since there is a destiny, why don’t you bring it into the Taoist Sect, it’s a heavenly good thing for all of Yu Fu’s family.”
Li Yu Axe’s eyes were firm as he said, “My generation’s cultivation of the Dao to prove longevity does not go against human nature or reason. When parents are around, they don’t travel far to travel.”
The old man lamented, “Since the real person has said that there is a way to travel, that means traveling far away is not unavoidable, as long as this child’s parents are settled and have no worries, they have already fulfilled their filial piety.”
Li Yuaxe smiled warmly, “There’s no harm in waiting a little longer.”
Xu Liang hesitated for a moment and asked in a deep voice, “Truly Li, there is one thing that Mister Xu doesn’t know whether to ask or not?”
Li Yu Axe nodded and said, “Please speak, sir.”
Xu Liang clenched his teeth and said, “I took advantage of the New Year’s Eve to catch the market, and took it upon myself to go to the city to ask about the situation of Wudang Mountain, and I heard that the current head teacher, the Great Realist, is surnamed Li.”
Living in this place, it is true that one can see the mountain when opening the door. Li Yu axe calmly said, “It is the little way.”
Xu Liang as if struck by lightning, violently stood up, lips trembling, at a loss for words.
Li Yu axe smiled and put down half of the basket weaving, stood up to pull the old school teacher back to the bamboo chair, and then continue to work.
Xu Liang lost his mind and mumbled, “Where is a fairy like you.”
Another year to change the peach symbols, Li Yu axe came to Yu Fu’s home, is to send a bunch of spring couplets to come, Yu Fu his father cheeky with Li Zhengen asked for several spring couplets, even the old father-in-law’s home and a few distant relatives’ homes have not been left behind one.
In Li Zhenzhen is about to turn away, Yu Fu’s father red face, fidgety, want to talk, his daughter-in-law a few times vigorously tugged on his cuffs, the man did not have the guts to open his mouth.
The man also knows that it’s not a good thing to be so stagnant, I heard the book people say that killing is not a headache, the man scratched his head, took a bag from his daughter-in-law’s hand, grinning naively said: “Li Zhen Zhen, my daughter-in-law that, and there is again. And now the world is peaceful, the mountain people are not afraid to give birth to a few more children, can afford. I was thinking about whether I could ask the real person to accept Yu Fu as a disciple. If this boy has a future, our Yu family will be blessed too. True Lord Li, my family doesn’t have much silver money, so I’ve saved up this, and I know that True Lord doesn’t want this, but if I can accept Yu Fu, even if we owe money, we’ll definitely pay it back in the future.”
Li Yu Axe pushed back the money bag, then took Yu Fu’s hand and together they bowed deeply towards the couple.
The hanyou, who was rarely called by his child’s real name, was afraid that Realist Li would backtrack, and hurriedly shouted, “Yu Fu, why don’t you kowtow to Master!”
Li Yu Axe let go of Yu Fu’s hand and took three steps back, folding his hands in the small of his back.
Yu Fu knelt down and kowtowed three times.
When Yu Fu kowtowed the first head, Li Yu Axe had raised his arm and used his sleeve to cover his eyes, but he still could not hide the tears on his face.
That year when Wudang had a heavy snowfall, Sect Leader Li Yu Axe had brought back a disciple named Yu Fu.
When the young Sifu carried the child up the mountain, the drowsy child clutched a string of bright red sugar gourds in his hand that he couldn’t bear to eat.
After summiting Wudang, the young Taoist carrying his disciple looked away and choked, “Little Uncle, back to the mountain.”