Chapter 11 There are temples and clouds to remember the past

Chapter 11 There are temples and clouds recalling the past

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On the third night, the night has extended his claws to every place in Yangfeng City. The light of the orange lantern is clearly visible under the night, and the crisp sound of beating is also echoing in the night sky.

Xia Shaofeng sat on the roof with a little starlight. In the yard, remember that the pear trees rustled in the faint moonlight, and the faint fragrance permeated the yard with the wind.

A small yard a few streets away from Huichun Hall is Liu's house. The hot breath loomed in the Liu house. Xia Shaofeng stared at the Liu house, and the fragrance of blue snow tea kept coming.

Opposite the Huichun Hall and Liu Mansion is a Wang family whose lights are slightly dim. He is still quite afraid of Xia Shaofeng of the Wang family. If there is no evil spirit, Xia Shaofeng has to face up to the background of the Wang family. There must be monks above the foundation in the Liu Wang family.

Passing through the houses and looking at the streets, the stars were shining. Under the moonlight, the memory seemed to be lengthen and pulled away, as if returning to the years in the memory. There seemed to be a teenager named Xia Chengde.

"Mother, why is my name Chengde?" A five-year-old boy looked at a rather beautiful woman and asked, and an elegant hairpin tied the woman's long hair in a bun.

"Well, you're going to ask your father. Your father gave you this name." The woman looked at a handsome young man in the distance and said.

The man over there heard the conversation between the two, smiled with a heart, and then smiled and shouted, "Deer, come here, Dad will tell you."

Cheng De listened, smiled happily, and ran to his father's side.

"Come on, sit on your father's lap." The man patted his thigh.

"Ye-huh." Cheng De sat on his father's lap, leaned in his arms and asked, "Dad, why is my name Cheng De?"

"Your name is actually taken from a sentence."

"What are you talking about?" Cheng De asked with a blink of his eyes.

"A gentleman takes virtue as his line, and he can see it every day. It is hidden as a word, hidden but not seen, action but not successful, is used by a gentleman. Gentleman learns to gather it, ask questions to argue about it, live leniently, and benevolence to do it. The man said slowly.

"Ye-huh, Dad, it's so profound. What does that mean?"

"A gentleman can achieve the foundation of moral behavior, and morality can be practiced through daily behavior. A gentleman's claim is hidden and not discovered by others; before virtue is available, it is difficult for a gentleman to make a difference. A gentleman should learn useful knowledge and accumulate it. When he encounters questions, he should find out the truth through consulting and debating. He should treat the people around him with a magnanimity, and his daily behavior should be based on "benevolence". The man looked at the child in his arms and said complicatedly.

After listening to his father's words, Cheng De frowned deeper. Such profound words seemed difficult for Cheng De to understand; "Ah, Dad, what you said is so profound. Don't always say such complicated words, okay?" Cheng De pouted and was obviously unhappy with his father's explanation.

"Ha ha, my father chose this name for you in order to be virtuous, be kind, do good deeds, and be a good person."

"Is that it? Isn't it just to do more good deeds? I would have understood it earlier. Cheng De turned to a sad smile, revealing two small white tiger teeth, which were extremely cute.

"Ha ha, it's so simple, it's so simple!" The man hugged Cheng De and said to himself, saying that he fell into meditation.

A little wind blew, and Xia Shaofeng shudled.

"Hm, is it cold?" A voice sounded behind him.

"Em, it's okay, Grandpa, it's just a chill." Xia Shaofeng looked at the old man with white hair behind him with a smile and said with a smile.

"In a few days, it will be the anniversary of your parents' death. Tomorrow you will go to Luoyun Temple to fast for a period of time and pray for your parents. At this time of year, I know that you will climb this roof, thinking about it alone." Mr. Xia sighed for a long time. Although there was no expression on his face, he couldn't help showing a strong sadness in his eyes.

"Ye�, it's been ten years, and the seven-year-old child can now carry half of the sky." Xia Lao touched Xia Shaofeng's hair with relief.

"Okay, Grandpa won't bother you. Go to bed early. You still have to get up early tomorrow." Mr. Xia gave an order and jumped down from the roof.

Cungde.

The name

seems to have been lost to the corner of memory, but it has emerged today. At that time, his name was called Chengde, but after his parents died, Xia Lao changed Chengde's name to Shaofeng, which means that Xia Shaofeng wanted Xia Shaofeng to have less wind and rain, less bumps, and be safe. The world.

But it seems that the reality is not like this. Strange skills and strange jade pendants are destined that Xia Shaofeng can't get out of this practice world of kindness and resentment. The destiny in the dark seems to really exist. Xia Shaofeng looked up at the moon hanging in mid-air and left the roof with a long sigh. .

The next morning, Xia Shaofeng took a servant and let the groom drive the car on the road in a hurry. Originally, Wang Bo was supposed to accompany him according to the Mo Lao's intention, but Xia Shaofeng resolutely refused.

Many things in Huichuntang need Uncle Wang to go to Dali, and Xia Shaofeng doesn't need someone to take care of him now, and he doesn't want anyone to follow him. Moreover, Uncle Wang has the skills he gave him, so he must seize the time to practice. Otherwise, the sudden change will make Uncle Wang helpless. After all, this Yangfeng City If you want to change the weather, there will be a big war.

Therefore, Xia Shaofeng resolutely refused his grandfather's kindness before leaving, and only asked Uncle Wang to find a reliable and swary to take care of him.

Luoyun Temple is located on Luoyun Mountain on the outskirts of Yangfeng City. Yuqing Palace is actually only a few hundred miles away from Yangfeng City. It can be reached in three days, but it is not a short distance for Xia Shaofeng's children.

There are few people on the ancient road. Occasionally, it is just an ox and horse cart galloping slowly. Only Xia Shaofeng and his carriages raised the dust and sand and sped by all the way.

"Uncle Zhao, can you make the carriage faster?" Xia Shaofeng picked up the curtain in front of him and asked. Although the speed of the carriage was fast, Xia Shaofeng was still not satisfied. If he was a little stronger in his cultivation, he could control the magic weapon to fly, then it was just a moment between the two places.

"Oh, young master, I know you are in a hurry, but the road is very bumpy. No matter how fast it is, no one can stand it!" The middle-aged man who was driving turned around and lamented.

"It doesn't matter. Hurry up!"

"The old slave has speeded up. Young master, sit down first!" Zhao Bo shook his head helplessly, shouted in his mouth, and waved his hand to add a whip to the horse. The two horses hissed in unison, and the momentum suddenly accelerated, and there was much more sand and dust than before.

The closer you get to Luoyun Mountain Road, the more desolate the surrounding area is. The road is also full of potholes because there are few people walking. Occasionally, when there are violent bumps, the Xia Shaofeng in the car will always hit somewhere in the carriage, and then Venus will appear. But fortunately, I have skills, otherwise I really don't know how much I will suffer.

In addition to the fixed rest of the carriages and horses, the whole line travels day and night. Finally, on the eve of sunset three days later, I arrived at a village under Luoyun Mountain. Such a distance would have arrived in a day, but the ancient road to Luoyun Mountain was indeed broken. It was all ups and downs, and the carriage was bumpy.

It's already ten minutes at sunset, but there is no light in this village of about 40 households, which makes Xia Shaofeng very strange. Although it has been sunset, it has not yet come to the night. These forty families not only do not have the lights, but also not even a little cooking smoke. The silence is a little strange.

I remember that many people should have come to Luoyun Temple for incense at this time in previous years. Why is it so deserted today?

"Zhao Bo, let's ask someone." Xia Shao was surprised to walk to the man's house at the entrance of the village. Today's village is really strange and full of a strange atmosphere.

Xia Shaofeng and his wife found a house surrounded by a fence. Xia Shaofeng got out of the carriage and came to the front of the fence. The room in the yard was lit with dim yellow lights. Xia Shaofeng shouted at the room, "Excuse me, is there anyone?"

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As soon as Xia Shaofeng made a sound, the light in the room dimmed in an instant.

Half a sound, no one responded in the room.

"Young master, will there be no one?" The servants beside him said to Xia Shaofeng.

"How is that possible? The light was still on just now. Xia Shaofeng's consciousness unfolded, and it was obvious that an old man in the room was standing behind the door trembling with a hoe.

"In the house, I am a fragrant guest from Yangfeng City, and I specially went to Luoyun Temple to fast." Xia Shaofeng shouted at the top of his voice.

"That's right, the people in the house. We are incense guests from afar. Seeing that it's too late, we want to stay overnight." Uncle Zhao also shouted.

After a while, there was only a creak. The wooden door slowly opened, and a slightly bowed figure opened the door with a crutch and walked out. As the figure walked in, Xia Shaofeng saw the person coming clearly.

The door was opened by an old man, wearing the linen clothes of ordinary people. A hardwood was used as a crutch pillar, with a thin frame and a fish net pattern on his face. With gray hair and few teeth in his mouth, his lips suffed deeply.

"Are you?" The old man asked puzzledly.

"Old man, we are incense customers. It's a little late today, so I want to stay here for a night." The housekeeper next to him said.

Looking at Xia Shaofeng, the old man showed a look of danger.

"Look, old man, these broken silver are used as a reward. I don't know if it's okay?" When the driver beside him saw that the old man was in a dilemma, he quickly took out some broken silver from the newspaper and handed it to the old man.

The old man thought for a moment, and his money said to the three people, "Seeing that you don't look like fierce people, just leave you here for the night."