Autumn has come and all the scenery is solemn, only the chrysanthemums are clear.
The Double Ninth Festival is approaching. In the city of Luoyang, whether in the three cities of the south, north, and west, or in the streets where fireworks are flourishing, the number of chrysanthemum-carrying cars seems to increase overnight, and business is really good.
Any family with a little bit of money would buy some, put the chrysanthemums on the door, and soak them in fermented wine so that they could have a few drinks with their parents and brothers on the Double Ninth Festival to create a festive atmosphere.
Women love flowers, both in ancient and modern times. There are already chrysanthemums planted in Linji Temple. When the sisters and brothers are busy, they will not forget to water, loosen and take care of them. The festival is approaching, and there are even more pilgrims to send them.
Many came and were placed under the eaves of the steps. The array of soaring incense diluted the solemn autumn atmosphere in the courtyard.
Yue Xizi, Tan Qing and several female Taoist girls even wandered among the flowers, staining their ordinary Taoist robes with lots of pollen and petals. Every moment of silence and movement, they became more pure and lovely.
Yang Zhaoxi stood in front of the guest room window and looked at it for a long time. He felt that there was nothing more beautiful in the world than this. The slightly cold wind blew on him, and he was suddenly startled. He had to close the window sash, sit down on the couch again, and then
Practice Qigong and Qi.
Fang Qidou waited and waited until the sun went down that day, but did not wait until Yang Zhaoxi passed by. "Is it because I am short of money and can't get enough money to buy a pair of wooden knives? Or is it because I regretted it temporarily and felt that it was really unnecessary?"
Fang Qidou spent the whole night making wild guesses, but he didn't get much sleep. Early the next morning, with two dark circles under his eyes, he greeted his father and mother and went straight to Linji Temple.
This day was different from the past. Everything outside Linji Temple was strange. Fang Qidou reported his Taoist name as usual and asked to see Junior Brother Chong Lingzi Yang Chaoxi. The female Taoist priest Zhike stared at him for a moment, but...
He had a strange expression, half-smiling but not smiling. He wanted to tell him something, but he hesitated. He just waved his hand and asked him to wait at the door for a while before turning around and going in to tell him.
After a long while, Yang Zhaoxi did not come out. Instead, Jing Xizi Tang Juan, who had been thinking about her day and night, walked out with an indifferent expression: "Chong Lingzi was taken out to drink wine by you the day before yesterday, and now he is banned by the viewer.
, I knelt down and thought about my mistakes. I can’t see you these days. You can go."
Fang Qidou stared at Tang Juan's thin figure, intoxicated by the unexpected joy. He almost didn't listen carefully to the content of her words. He just responded casually: "Uh... I'm banned from drinking flower wine... Kneel down."
Think about it... If you can't see me, come back tomorrow... What did you say! Junior Brother Yang was punished?" At this point, he felt really anxious and said hurriedly, "Junior Sister Jing Xizi, seeing as we get to know each other... can you
Tell me, how long will Junior Brother Yang be grounded?"
Tang Juan's face was slightly cold, her slender brows were furrowed, and she didn't want to tangle with him any more: "How could I know! You leave quickly, otherwise... my sister in Guanzhong will take action to ask you to leave!"
Fang Qidou did not retreat but advanced instead, and smiled warmly: "Then please ask Junior Sister Jing Xizi to make a move, and I, Fang Qidou, will use my body to catch it, and I promise not to fight back!"
Seeing such a rogue attitude, Tang Juan could no longer bear it and shouted: "Junior Sister Luo, Junior Sister Cui! Come and help me! Teach these frivolous Meng Lang people a lesson, don't tell them the rules of fighting each other."
, beat him together!”
Sure enough, after two responses, Hua Xizi Cui Wan and Shui Xizi Luo Rou quickly ran out of the gate, holding bamboo swords in their hands.
Luo Rou separated one of the two swords in her hand and handed it to Tang Juan: "Senior sister, how far did you hit her?"
Tang Juan waved her hand and took the bamboo sword, and was the first to rush forward. A clear voice floated out: "As long as you can't be beaten to death, I will beat you to death!"
Luo Rou and Cui Wan both suppressed their laughter and rushed forward. In an instant, three sets of sword techniques, "The Falling Rain Jingqiu Sword", "Xin He Can Meng Sword" and "Lao Yan Fen Fei Sword" came out, and the superimposed power was only two.
After taking a breath, Fang Qidou took a few bites on his head and body, causing severe pain.
Fang Qidou dodged, but kept saying: "You bully the small ones with more, and attack without saying hello. This is against the rules... Anyway, even if you don't have a pair of swords in your hands, even a good man will bend his back! So I will fight you with the 'Snatching Fist'
After a fight, at least I won't lose my reputation as the 'Bone-crushing Dual Swords'... Oops! My head..."
While Fang Qidou was speaking, three female Taoist priests had already surrounded him, and they swarmed him with dense sword attacks, which made Fang Qidou flee with his head in his arms.
Suddenly, Fang Qidou found an opening and rushed out from the siege. After breathing briefly, he seriously formed a boxing stance and faced the three of them. He waved his arms and turned his fists.
Fly, slap or pinch the three bamboo swords, and catch them all.
When the three women saw that he was becoming serious, their offensive stalled, and then they became violent again. As they swung their bamboo swords, the sound of breaking wind was heard, making people's scalp numb.
Fang Qidou began to move and jump, but he used both hands and feet at the same time, like a wheel, rolling around in the formation. The shape of his hands could be palms or hooks, holding, wrapping, throwing, and flicking, and he was able to make a move at the last moment.
He provoked this sword to block the other sword, but he was like a loach, spinning around in the thin shadow of the sword, as if he was strolling in a garden.
Luo Rou suddenly shouted angrily: "Fang Qidou! Why did you only attack me? Do you think my sword skills can't kill you?"
While resisting, Fang Qidou said with a smile: "Junior Sister Jing Xizi? I can't do it! Junior Sister Hua Xizi, if I break it, I won't be able to explain to Junior Brother Yang. So you should be more patient.
Believe me! It will be over soon."
Luo Rou snorted coldly and was about to retort, but she saw that Tang Juan and Cui Wan were already furious after hearing his dirty talk! The bamboo sword in her hand was no longer merciless, and actually made several holes in Fang Qidou's Taoist robe.
Fang Qidou smiled bitterly in his heart, knowing that if he continued to hide his clumsiness, he would be seriously injured even if he did not die, so he had no choice but to mobilize the acquired energy he had finally cultivated and integrate it into his boxing technique, and his counterattack suddenly became fierce.
In the next ten breaths, three crisp sounds of "Ka Chi, Ka Chi, Ka Chi" were heard one after another, and the bamboo swords in the hands of Tang Juan, Cui Wan, and Luo Rou were broken one after another. Luo Rou's hands were broken.
The bamboo sword was broken into three pieces, leaving only a hilt in the hand...
Luo Rou was not angry, however, and smiled slyly: "What a handsome 'empty-handed' Kungfu! It's a pity that women are so kind and show no mercy. From now on, Senior Sister Tang and the others... I'm afraid they will fight you to the death!"
Tang Juan and Cui Wan looked at the broken swords in their hands, which had only been broken off. Their faces were slightly red. At the same time, they turned their faces and glared at Luo Rou. They were about to go up and fight again, but heard a harsh sound.
Voice: "Jing Xizi! You are not practicing in the martial arts field, but you are leading two junior sisters to fight with people privately in front of the gate. If you are called a pilgrim and passers-by see it, where will the reputation of Linji Temple be put to you?!"
The three of them turned to look, but it was Feng Yizi from the prison, so they all restrained their ferocity, lowered their heads, and silently looked back.
Feng Yizi of Linji Guanjing Yuan had a fierce reputation among Luoyang Taoist sects. On the day Luoyang City fell, Feng Yizi killed dozens of thieves with his own strength. His body was covered in blood, all of which were killed by Taoist priests.
Known privately as the "crazy woman".
When Feng Yizi appeared, Fang Qidou ran away as if he had seen a Rakshasa. Feng Yizi glanced at the direction where Fang Qidou disappeared, raised the corners of his mouth, and revealed an evil smile:
"My boxing skills are acceptable, but I'm a cowardless person!"
Fang Qidou ran all the way and unknowingly reached the south bank of Luoshui River. A narrow pontoon bridge swayed with the waves on the river. Fang Qidou breathed heavily and thought to himself: Junior Brother Yang must have been out of the house in the past few days.
If I’m not coming, I might as well go to Bei City and order the wooden knife first. When Junior Brother Yang is done thinking about it, he can pick it up when he comes out. Then he can drink some “flower wine” to calm down his shock, haha!
Thinking of this, Fang Qidou no longer bothered about the matter, and walked all the way across the pontoon bridge to his home in Tongtuofang. However, some people with big heads asked, what reasons should they find to go to Linji to see Jing Xizi in the future?
?Sigh! In just over half a month, so many things have been stirred up in Luoyang City. Yang Chaoxi, the Chonglingzi, is really not easy to worry about...
Yang Zhaoxi, who had knelt for three days and three nights in the martial arts arena, still felt a little sore in his knees. Fortunately, after doing some exercises and practicing Qi, the warm acquired Qi seemed to sense it and actively overflowed from his pores toward his knees.
After walking around for a few times, the soreness was relieved a lot, and it was no longer hindered to go out for a walk. Thinking of three days ago, I had vowed to find Fang Qidou, and I couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed. I had broken my trust in others. After all, I had no problem with myself.
Not a pleasant experience.
After thinking about it for a while, I made up my mind. I left the guest room and went straight into the Xuanyuan Hall. I explained to Yuan Yizi exactly what I wanted to do. After being approved, I happily left Linji.
He watched and ran all the way to the Fang family's house.
Fang Qidou was a free and unrestrained person by nature. He had been bored at home for a few days. At this time, he was dancing a wooden gun into a roaring flywheel in the open space in front of the east wing. Several servants and maids in the house
They all watched from afar, cheering and cheering, while carefully avoiding the direction of the spear pointed. While they were enjoying themselves, a thin figure attacked him with a flexible and smooth sword.
.
Fang Qi's spear came out like a dragon, and with a few "dang dang" moves, he blocked his first attack. The wielder of the sword was not anxious, sometimes slashing, sometimes stabbing, and drew many arcs around the spear.
The afterimage made the originally powerful spear power gradually become restrained. Then the sword intention suddenly changed, and the majestic force was transmitted from a heavy and light swing to Fang Qidou's spear.
Fang Qidou's expression changed slightly and he retreated quickly, but the force of the rebound of the spear still made his palms numb and he almost dropped the wooden spear on the ground.
The thin figure put away the wooden sword with his backhand, cupped his hand and said with a smile: "Senior Brother Fang! Junior brother was banned from the temple for three days for some reason and can only come out today. I have no intention of breaking the appointment, please forgive me!"
This thin figure was Yang Zhaoxi who had just arrived here. Seeing that he was good with the gun, he deliberately found a bamboo sword and tried it on him.
Fang Qidou moved his sore hands, raised his head and hummed: "Junior brother Yang, do you still know that you broke the appointment? I went to see you the day before yesterday, and I already know the reason, and I was taught a lesson by junior sister Jing Xiko and the others.
I'm afraid it will be even more difficult to find the past again in the future. It's because of you now, so you have to give me an explanation, right?"
Yang Chaoxi said with a smile: "I heard that Senior Brother Fang showed off his might that day. He beat Senior Sister Jing Xiko and the other three with his bare hands, leaving them unable to fight back. It seems that Master Yuchi got the chance to seize the throne.
Boxing is really passed on."
Fang Qidou straightened his face: "Junior Brother Yang, don't talk about him. If Junior Sister Jing Xiko refuses to see me in the future, tell me what should I do?"
Yang Zhaoxi looked embarrassed: "I'm just a guest, and I'll have to go back to the mountain in a while. It's impossible for Shui Xiko and Hua Xiko's temperaments to switch sides and come to help you..." Fang Qidou's expression changed.
Not getting along, he changed his words and said with a smile, "Only the little girl Yue Xiko likes to learn various martial arts. You can use various martial arts to win her over and ask her to tell you about senior sister Jing Xizi's behavior, habits, food and clothing preferences.
Like women! There are always weaknesses. Start with the areas that are easy for her to accept, work hard with water, and slowly figure them out, and you will be able to succeed in nine out of ten cases!"
Fang Qidou nodded thoughtfully: "Hmm... It seems to make some sense. But at your age, how can you understand this?! It turns out that you are also a little Taoist who refuses to keep his peace! I will teach and discipline you on behalf of Gongsun Guan first -
—" After Fang Qidou finished speaking, he screamed strangely and rushed over.
Yang Zhaoxi dodged away and said with a smile: "I heard it all from Senior Brother Zhuo and the others in private. Today I just imitated it, but I can't escape Senior Brother Fang's eyes!"
Fang Qidou then stood up and said with satisfaction: "Since Junior Brother Yang is so sincere, we can go to Bei City to pick up the goods. The wooden sword was ordered the day before yesterday and it didn't cost anything. This time it can be regarded as a reward to you!"
Yang Chaoxi thought for a while, then retracted the hand that was in his arms, and said with a smile: "So, I'll thank Fang Shaoxia! I'll say goodbye to Linji Temple and return to the mountain another day. I'll treat you to a meal of flower wine."
', let's talk about the ceremony of thanking you!" After saying that, the two looked at each other and laughed.
In Luoyang North City, the gate of the square is somewhat dilapidated. The rafter heads, which have not been painted with red paint for a long time, are cracked under the tiles. The mottled and faded residual paint clings to the cracks, as if they are still nostalgic for the prosperity of the past.
The market drums were beating in the afternoon, and it was as if the North Market, which had been suppressed for half a day, suddenly burst out into excitement. The market was divided by cross streets and was densely covered with winding alleys, large and small colorful silk shops, and porcelain shops.
, incense shops, wine shops, and restaurants are dotted in the streets and alleys, vividly interpreting the fireworks of the market. From time to time, teams of unscrupulous guards will shuttle past, frightening the bullies and pickpockets, and maintaining this
The stability of the city.
The bells of camels were idle and the horses were honking loudly. The common people and merchants, who were moving like a colony of ants, were discussing prices inside and outside the houses and stalls in Beishi. There were also Uighurs, Sogdians, and Tubo people with slightly strange facial features mixed in among them.
, using not very fluent Chinese, we negotiated a series of large or small transactions.
Yang Zhaoxi followed Fang Qidou and shuttled through the crowd. The houses of different heights on both sides and the crowds of pedestrians around him gave people a strange and illusory feeling in their hearts.
While Yang Chaoxi followed Fang Qidou's footsteps, he looked around at various shops. The experiences he had visited several times with his mother when he was young emerged from his memory bit by bit, but it was difficult to overlap with the scene in front of him.
She was fashionable and young, and she was probably curious and wary of such a strange environment. She watched her mother struggle to exchange some gauze and silk for big money, and then exchange the big money for rice and salt. She was not fully aware of the pain involved.
See through.
At this time, I was hurriedly scanning the road, and occasionally I could see village women about the same age as my mother, leaning on the roadside, selling chrysanthemums, dogwoods, sunflowers, etc., with dry but persistent voices. I couldn't help but feel a slight pain in my heart.
After a few moments, I remembered that it had been a long time since I went back to the villa to see my mother.
After walking around for a while, I finally found a woodworking shop somewhere in the north city. In front of the woodworking shop, there were several plans, a moon stool, and a small table. A middle-aged carpenter stood under the shed outside the house, "Dong dong, dong, dong, dong, dong, dong, dong, dong, dong, dong.
" The ground waved the ax and chisel. When he saw Fang Qidou coming over, he raised his head and said with a smile: "Master Fang, the wooden knife you want was sharpened yesterday, and the wood knife you used was dried old eucalyptus wood. Look, what's going on with my knife?
The ax was so sharp that it curled its edge."
Fang Qidou also smiled heartily: "Liu Shibo, thank you! This is the remaining silver, just a little more. It is enough to pay for another axe."
"Then thank you, Mr. Fang! You will inspect the goods again." The carpenter named Liu took the money, smiled and unwrapped a long strip of linen, revealing two smooth wooden knives.
Fang Qidou picked up one handle and handed it directly to Yang Chaoxi's hand. He picked up the other handle, looked at it up and down, and praised with a smile: "Not bad! Not bad! If this blade is sharpened, it will be better than copper."
It's made of iron, it's not much different!"
Yang Chaoxi rubbed the blade of the knife with his fingers, swallowed, swung it lightly a few more times, and nodded repeatedly. The two said goodbye to Carpenter Liu, and walked towards the Dongfang Gate of Bei City.
The gate is the Lixingfang where Jingyun Temple is located.
The two of them walked contentedly through the alleys. When they approached the Dongfang Gate of Bei City, they heard a noise in front of them. It turned out that some libertines in Bei City had overturned a woman's stall. One of them even shouted: "
If you don't pay enough money, not only will your business be ruined today, but you will not be allowed to sell goods in Luoyang City in the future!"
The woman was an ordinary peasant woman in brown skirt and Jing Chai. As she nodded, she went to pick up the silk that had fallen into the dust, and begged for mercy: "Sir, you officials! I just came here not long ago, and you still have to wait for me."
I didn’t get any money in exchange, but if you are willing to wait for me to sell some of the goods, I will definitely..."
Another man came up with a sneer and kicked the peasant woman on the shoulder: "What kind of business are you doing if you don't have money?! Are you here with nothing to show for it? What the adults in Wuhoupu want to catch are cunning people like you."
Trader..." The peasant woman received this kick, but ignored the pain. She stretched out her hand to grab a few bundles of silk a little further away, gathered them in front of her, and patted the dust off in pain.
Yang Chaoxi and Fang Qidou saw clearly, both frowning. Fang Qidou patted him on the shoulder and said: "There are too many injustices in the world, which we can't handle. Let's go to Shengzhen Temple first to fight back!"
After saying that, he saw Yang Chaoxi's eyes were red and the canthus was cracked. He looked at the peasant woman and cried out in pain: "Mother——!"