Chapter 366: Interpretation of Signs

If you stand in the most open view of the big lotus peak overlooking down, shoulder to shoulder north and south of the two hiking paths, like two dragons, towering lying in the Wudang Mountain.

As Wudang Mountain is quite famous scenic spot, wash the elephant pool is crowded, family members accompanied by tourists, in this lingering. There is a big voice of the jianghu reckless standing in the pool on the green stone, loudly recounted wash the elephant pool all kinds of wonders anecdotes, said that the Wudang seniors sword obsessed Wang Xiaoping was once in this closed understanding of the sword, which was able to later and the city of Wudi Wang Xianzhi breathtaking stopping the river battle, and said that today’s Liang Wang is here to practice the knife for several years, before going down the mountain, it will be able to force the waterfall to flow backward with one knife, a huge momentum far away from the ten miles away! …… listen to the younger letter men and women are all swaying, fledgling still longing for the Jianghu young warrior women, but also everyone’s heart surging, as if witnessed the young martial arts assessment of the great master of the great master of the world style. Wash the elephant pond near a pavilion, in the pool between the pavilion, the stalls stand, both selling incense and candles to honor the gods, but also for people to read fortunes, but also to sell all kinds of dexterity objects, and even vendors on the ground stove, Wudang spring pancakes, Taoist vegetarian fried, fixed God soup, etc., a full range of things.

A young man shoulder bucket, dumbfounded standing in the dense crowd periphery, which want to pick two buckets of water, then, not to kill a bloody road to do? Only along a deep green stone path back to the original way, back to the hostess temporarily unknown hut, put down the flat bucket, took a gourd dipper, stooped from the bottom of the tank shook up a dipper of water, slowly toward the vegetable beds, leisurely watering up water. After the fall, the green of the vegetable garden is far less rich than spring and summer, and it looks a little lonely. He ended up squatting at the edge of the vegetable bed with a gourd dipper, traveling in the dark. After noticing a familiar qi that was intentionally revealed a little, he stood up and walked towards the hut, and saw Deng Tai’a, who was leading a donkey, standing outside the short purple bamboo fence, waiting until he saw his master, this Peach Blossom God of the Sword gently pushed it away, tied up the reins, and sat down on the small bamboo chair that the young man had brought to the hut, his buttocks full of coolness.

Xu Fengyen, because he was carrying Li Stuff on his back and flying through Wudang Mountain, instead, he climbed to the top earlier than Deng Tai’a who was picking up the steps, at this time, he asked with a smile, “Been to Lu Zu Pavilion?”

Deng Tai’a nodded, “If it wasn’t for that monument, I really wouldn’t recognize it.”

Xu Fengnian asked again, “How about the character?”

Deng Tai’a blandly said, “Not interesting.”

Xu Fengyen said peacefully, “I didn’t even have a first grade realm before I left the mountain back then, so it’s normal for me to have a lack of intent.”

It turned out that the humble Lv Zu Pavilion was built seven hundred years ago, according to the local county records, young Lv Zu, before using Wudang Mountain as a place of cultivation, climbed the mountain alone with his sword, and halfway up the mountain to look into the distance, an old man appeared with his acacia root walking stick, and inquired about the Great Way of Eternal Life to the then-unreputed Lv Zu, who then gifted the prophecy to him and helped him to prove the Way. In the end, there was a popular poem, which is said to have come from Lu Zu, “Walking alone, sitting alone, I don’t know anyone in the world. Only the old acacia spirit knows that the immortals have passed.” The poem was engraved by Wudang Taoists on an ancient stele, only that the writing was nearly weathered and smoothed out over the years, and before Xu Fengyen practiced his sword and went down the mountain, a certain bull-riding young senior uncle was pushed out by his senior brother, and asked Xu Fengyen for a copy of the stele that had been changed into cursive writing.

Deng Tai’a looked around, pleasantly pleased with himself.

Xu Fengyen joked, “At this moment, the martial arts masters on Wudang Mountain are really rotten, just in the southern border alone, there is the sword master Mao Shulang, Cheng Baishang who tried to be among the Confucian saints, the sword master JI Liu’an, and there are Weimiao and Xue Songguan in the two places of Shu Zhao.”

Deng Tai’a did not stop talking, “When I climbed the mountain just now, I saw Gu Jiantang, and then I saw Xuanyuan Qingfeng inside the Luzu Pavilion.”

Xu Fengnian frowned, “It’s not surprising that I was unaware of Gu Jiantang’s climb, it’s just that Xuanyuan Qingfeng was close at hand ……”

Deng Tai’a hit the nail on the head, “In the battle outside Tai’an City, Cao Changqing seemed to favor this roadblocking woman, Xuan Yuan Qingfeng benefited greatly from this, and now it is probably only a hair’s breadth away.”

Xu Fengnian lamented, “I see, this Da Xue Ping female leader’s chance has always been impossible to reason with. Liu Songtao, Zhao Huangchao, Wang Xianzhi, Cao Changqing, successively either taught her or enlightened her, and eventually became one of the few masterminds in the world.”

Teng Tai’a slightly sneered, “You left out the most important person, right?”

Xu Fenian was suddenly filled with embarrassment.

Deng Tai’a suddenly asked, “Do you need me to block the Gu Jiantang with unknown intentions for you?”

Xu Fengyen felt confused, he did not know why this transcendent Peach Blossom Sword God suddenly had such a heart of gold, but he knew that Wang Xianzhi had long ago made a conclusion about Deng Tai’a’s character, which roughly meant that Deng Tai’a’s extreme love for the sword was the most ruthless, and therefore the most in line with the Way of Heaven. What’s more, Gu Jiantang, who is on the cusp of the Liyang court, left the jurisdiction without authorization and chose to pay a private visit to Wudang Mountain, which is considered to be single-handedly penetrating into the hinterland of Northern Liang, and it is clear that he will not be in the Wudang Mountain to turn the tide, and to take a step back, even if Xu Fengyen is not located in the pinnacle of the realm, to deal with the Gu Jiantang who is clumsy for many years, the chance to win is still greater.

In Xu Fengyen’s puzzling moment, Deng Tai’a gently coughed and instantly disappeared, Xu Fengyen subconsciously looked to the purple bamboo fence, even the old donkey also disappeared.

The face of Xu Fengyen turned his head stiffly, raised his eyes and looked, sure enough, thatched cottage northeast corner of the vegetable garden, some of the original growth of the green has been gnawed to no longer exist, like a landscape painting from the hand of a famous artist, to the ignorant child dug out a hole!

Before there was a white-robed monk turned into the house with a big step to carry out a kitchen knife, Xu Fengyen was the same, gritted his teeth and ran back to the thatched hut, quickly took off the cool knife hanging on the wall, out of the house after the indignation of the extreme: “Deng Ta’a! Don’t run if you have the guts! I will treat you to donkey meat roast tonight!”

As the same Martial Appraisal Grand Master, once Deng Tai’a deliberately concealed his Qi, even Xu Fengyen could not catch a trace of it.

Xu Fengyen squatted on the ground and sighed long and short, it’s really a damn big pile of unmitigated disaster ah.

There are times when God punches you, not to give you another date to eat, but to punch you in the head.

When Xu Fengnian glanced at the corner of his eye and saw a dress coming from the distance, he was struck by lightning, and the house was rained on!

Xu Fengyen is worthy of the title of King of different surnames and the Great Pillar State, and he made a decision on the spot, not to care about what to avoid the first day of the year but not the fifteenth, to be able to avoid a day is to live one more day ah.

So when Xu Fengyen swept away, behind him came the voice of Jiang Nai that was full of grief and anger, “Surname Xu! You’re dead today!”

Jiang Nai carrying a large box of purple sandalwood on her back violently rose into the air with her sword, her aura was like a rainbow, she stepped on top of the body of the Great Cool Dragon Sparrow Sword, and after the flying sword suddenly hovered, she looked down on the entire Great Lotus Peak with her red eyes, and the weight of her murderous aura was astonishing.

A small vegetable garden on one side, to be able to make two great masters of martial arts appraisal successively regard it like a thunderbolt, it had to be said that it was mind-boggling.

Xu Fengyen out of Jiang Nai’s expectations, not only did not slip straight down the mountain, not even too far swept, but cunningly hid in the crowd near the Elephant Wash, squatting in the back of a crowded stall, with that charming boss woman bought two Wudang spring pancakes, chewing slowly, eating extremely slowly, as if tasting the severed head of the rice. The woman is also curious about this squatting at her feet handsome gentleman, why do not want to sit down, her pretty face slightly red, he is not that kind of mind? Her heart did not have too many charming ripples, only felt that if she had known this was the case, she should have charged him two more coins just now.

Next door to this stall is a goatee old Taoist in the interpretation of the marriage sign, wearing a sewing powerful old robe, look at the style is obviously not the Taoist priests on the Wudang Mountain, the small table is placed on a rubbed shiny green bamboo sign cylinder, at the mercy of the guests to draw, and then solve the sign to collect money.

Xu Fengyen looked up, some surprised that this stall business is booming, there are no less than thirty to forty number of believers in the waiting for the lottery, the old Taoist sitting behind the table, squinting and twirling the whiskers, opposite the table shaking the sign of the guests is a shapely figure of the age of the woman, about the Jiangnan Road side of the thousands of kilometers to come to the Wudang Mountain incense burner, although the size is not high, the face of the slightly tender, the weight of the chest but heavy, the old Taoist does not move! to slightly lift his buttocks, conveniently glancing at her waist, tsk, really thin little waist, he had to worry that she would not be a wind blowing, and then blow her waist off.

Xu Fengyen inevitably some abdominal slander, when he was down and out, he had also done this kind of no-budget business, but where did he meet this kind of good light, often wait until the end of the bustling temple fair, there is no a pair of hands of guests.

Seeing Xu Fengyen’s look, the woman laughed softly at her leisure: “Sir, although this old immortal Wu is not a Wudang Taoist, but nowadays in a hundred miles around, have heard that his marriage sign is extremely effective miles, I have personally seen a number of young ladies from Liangzhou side, came all the way to draw lots. Even some people after getting their wish, and then rushed to send silver to Wu old immortal, the most one person, a full ten taels of silver, really is sincere heart is spiritual.”

Xu Fengyen vigorously gnawed a bite of Wudang Spring Cake and said in a bad mood, “If I were to set up a sign-explaining booth here to seek wealth, I would also be willing to spend money on hiring some women to act out, and over time, if it doesn’t work, it will work.”

The woman cried and laughed, as a widowed Wenjun, also had more curiosity than hope to run to the next door to draw lots, after hearing this young guest so greatly blowing the trumpet, she is not good to say something hard and heavy, only to say, “Gongzi you really …… love to tell jokes.”

Xu Fengnian laughed it off.

That waist slender breasts spectacular little lady shook out a sign, clutched hard in the hand, timidly looked down, some bewilderment, reached out to hand over the marriage sign, delicate and soft asked: “Taoist master, what is the solution to this sign?”

She may be a woman from a large portal, handing the sign when the two fingers are only carefully clamped on the end, some regret that did not take the opportunity to take the sign to mooch off the old Taoist priest, looked down at the sign in his hand, and then solemnly looked up at her, and then picked up the teapot and drank a mouthful of tea, moistened his throat, and only then slowly said: “‘Again, S can be carried out. ‘ This is the twenty-eighth sign.”

The young lady was apprehensive and waited for the following.

The old Taoist smiled faintly, “The girl don’t worry, although it’s not a good sign, but it’s also a good sign, meaning that the girl’s favorite person, if you can’t find it once, remember not to be discouraged, there will always be the day of darkness and light.”

Sweat has seeped out of the forehead of the little lady as if relieved, smiling, that part of the northern Liang rare elegance flavor, almost let the old Taoist look at the infatuation.

The little lady asked the maid beside her to pay out an extra hundred copper coins, and happily turned around and left.

The next guest is a strong young man, grabbed the signature cylinder is a burst of vigor shake, fell out of a signature, grabbed up and heavily slapped on the table, “See what is the signature!”

The old Taoist eyes trembling, face picked up the bamboo stick, briefly and concisely said: “‘Fei Changfang shrinking not all the acacia land’, sixteen signs, the next sign.”

The young man froze, angrily said: “Even that little bitch’s twenty-eight sign is on the level, why I sixteenth sign is a bullshit lower sign, the old son of a bitch! You’re looking for a cut, aren’t you?”

The old Taoist ignored this and slightly shifted his gaze, “Next.”

The young man was annoyed, “I’m not paying!”

The old Taoist is really worthy of being the immortal who does not eat earthly fire, blandly said: “Poor Taoist interpreted the sign for people, there is a rule, regardless of the sign is good or bad, all believe in it, then 100 yuan, do not believe in it, just leave, the poor Taoist will never be difficult.”

The young man was obviously shocked, the momentum suddenly reduced, asked: “This Fei Changfang is what the stuff?”

The old Taoist sneered, “It’s a famous Taoist Eternal Life Master of the Dafeng Dynasty!”

The old man made a slight pause, full of solemn color, said in a deep voice: “This Fei Shi, and the poor Tao’s ancestor is also a close friend, the last is about to jointly ascension, the earth’s grandeur, there is nothing like this, nothing like this ah.”

The young man was staggered, and finally obediently took out a hundred copper coins, gently placed them on the table, and left sadly with a heavy sense of worry.

After this not-so-small storm, the old Taoist priest as much as possible appear Taoist high man style, so much so that the tattered and tattered Taoist robes on his body, seems to have a sense of vicissitude of the years.

Xu Fengyen saw from the beginning to the end, quite impressed, the old crook really is still some Taoism. He was more and more interested in watching the fun, and the next signatures of the guests were all rather bland, neither extremely poor, nor very lucky, but the interesting thing is that many of the contents were taken from Wang Chudong’s “The First Snow”, like a young warrior who asked for a “light spring knife if the soil”, as well as the subsequent “I can’t bear to look at the green sideburns of the emperor again, but I encountered the yellow shirt of the guest”, all of them are extracted from the popular lines of “The First Snow”. It is rumored that in the early years of the Liyang Palace, a few of the most honored ladies were very fond of “Headland Snow”, and not only that, but even the three word names of the Northern Mang Chess and Sword Music House were chosen from the novel word names of the first few words of “Headland Snow”. It can be imagined that if Wang Chudong appeared in the Central Plains scholarly circles, he would be the first-class guest of honor.

Every time he heard a familiar phrase, Xu Fengyen narrowed his eyes and smiled, and in the end, he was in a trance. He remembered that there was a woman who had married thousands of miles away, and she had been most infatuated with this book.

Xu Fengyen sighed and was about to get up when he suddenly quickly squatted back down.