Chapter 12: Guanzhu Lingxu

[012] As soon as the Lord's spirit entered the hospital, an aroma rushed into his face, the Qingxuan spirit was shocked, and it was refreshing for a while, and the whole person's nervous mood was relaxed.
A half-height three-legged bronze Xiangyun water pattern incense burner in the courtyard, sandalwood lingering in the furnace. The two sides of the yard are planted with transplanted strange trees, with branches and knots, and a large white flower in a bowl, exuding a refreshing aroma of plants and trees. Incense and floral fragrance are two completely different aromas, which are often difficult to coordinate, but the owner of the small courtyard obviously has an amazing taste, and can actually find a flower tree of the same quality as sandalwood, so that these two aromas are so cleverly combined together. The aroma is fresh and elegant, and the dust is so vulgar, which sets off the owner of the courtyard to have a feeling of being born.
There are three upper rooms on the front. Although there are no carved beams and paintings, they are also very unique. There are various parrots, thrushes and other birds hanging on the veranda on both sides.
A pair of couplets are engraved on the gate posts on both sides of the main entrance.
Yin and Yang naturally change,
Miao really let it be.
A plaque above the, with three big gold characters carved on it:
"Jing Si Zhai"
The handwriting hook silver stroke, the weather is extraordinary.
But at this time, looking at the three big characters on his head, thinking of the mentor who had been extremely severe to himself before, Qing Xuan was a little bit dazed.
With a grunt, Qing Xuan was startled by the sound of his throat.
When I reached the master's door, the chic and free look had long since disappeared. Instead, I could not beat the drums in my heart.
The whole Qingyun view, Qingxuan is most afraid of this cheap master, I do not know why, obviously he did nothing wrong, but every time I see the master, there is an unexplainable tension.
Although I did n’t scold the master of this in private, in fact I knew that I was just a fear derived from respect, especially when I met, I did n’t dare to pant loudly, maybe this was the anger of the martial arts master Field.
He was thinking wildly about the Xuan Xiaodao boy in Qing Dynasty. When hesitated, the door of the master's room was pushed open. A slightly fat Taoist came out of it, no need to look blank, and his round face always had a kind smile, saying that he was like a martial art master, but more like a businessman doing business. This person is Qingxuan's three elder brother Qingsong, a kind-hearted Qingsong who knows Qingyun and is responsible for all daily external affairs.
"Hey, Brother Seven is here."
"Three brothers." Qing Xuan single fists in both hands, respectfully giving a bow.
Before waiting for Qingsong to return the salute, she found that the naughty little master was looking bitter, and his chin quickly moved into the room, squinting at himself.
Wu Qingsong couldn't help but smile. In his heart, I was afraid that this little ghost's younger brother had caused something bad.
Wu Qingsong was about to explain two sentences, a clear voice came from the room.
"Since it's here, don't roll in yet."
"Yes, Master."
Wu Qingxuan's face became more and more bitter.
Tong Qingsong Taoist nodded slightly, his eyes cleared, suggesting that everything was safe.
Xi Qingxuan followed with great joy, and was almost impulsive to get a few sips on that fat face. Bowed deeply to the three brothers and turned into the door. With the assurance of three brothers, Ye Qingxuan immediately settled in his heart, and he couldn't help taking his steps lightly.
I watched Xiaoshi enter the room, and Qingsong's face was full of smiles, and he turned his whole jacket and went away.
After Xu Qingxuan entered the house, he closed the door with his hands.
Master Xun's spirits are quiet and quiet, and there is no Taoist attendant.
The layout of the room is simple, with the living room in the middle, the study on the left, and the bedroom on the right. The room is elegantly arranged, "Laozi Exit Customs" is hung on the wall directly opposite the door, and a rosewood table is arranged directly below. Seven or eight kinds of fruit are arranged neatly. The rosewood incense in the incense burner is smoky.
溜 Two sliding eight Nanmu cross chairs swayed straight to the door.
Wu Qingxuan glanced uneasily at the big gourd hanging next to "Lao Zi Exiting the Customs", and glanced to the left of the teapot placed on the shelf in the study ... It seemed-uh, there was no sign of moving.
Wu Qingxuan could not help but let go a bit of worry, bowed his head, and got into the bedroom on the right.
The living room is simple. There is a futon on the ground, which contains an earthen owl. A yin and yang tai chi picture is painted on the earth urn. On the other side of the door is a large bookshelf. In addition to books and miscellaneous tools, an iron gossip is also hung on the shelf. on.
At this moment, his own master, Qingyunguan ’s spiritual master, Taoism, sat cross-legged on the earthen figure. I saw Lao Dao wearing a loose robe, wide sleeves, wind, white hair, heads, benevolent eyes, solemn looks, and a spotless body, especially the face without a trace of wrinkles and the two longevity eyebrows hanging down the shoulders. "Old Fairy" title.
"Xuaner sit down."
"Yes, Master."
I cleaned my robe, and Qing Xuan sat on the pear-wood chair beside the soil.
I just had a short calf, and almost climbed up.
He looked at his apprentice, but next year is still young, but he still looks like a little adult.
清 Qingxuan is really a disciple who is very important to him. He is not very old, and in addition to having good roots, he is also very disciplined. Although he is mischievous, he is clever enough to be a child of the so-called famous schools.
What's more important is that the apprentice's prudence emanates from the inside out. He never does risky things, and behaves very modestly. Although there are several acts that seem to be humiliating, they often leave you with nothing to say, and you are very precise. This is a rare gift for children who are not experienced in the world. With this kind of caution, as well as self-adjustment in the future, we will not worry about anything extraordinary in the future, let alone worry about what trouble the teacher will cause in the future.
Thinking of this, the Lingxu Taoist shook his beard and nodded and smiled.
He is because he has a precocious mind and is cautious in doing things. Recently, a real person has been thinking hard, and finally made a decision to let him know his life experience and the important tasks of the teacher as soon as possible.
I missed Qing Xuan's life experience and the heavy responsibility of Shimen. The old Tao Chang's heart sank, and he couldn't help but sigh again and again, and he was sad.
Xun just did this and put it in Qing Xuan's eyes, but it made him clap in his heart.
My heart is speculating, this old man is so confused and crying when he laughs, isn't it magic?
But it's okay ~ EbookFREE.me ~ It doesn't have the dark and black appearance that Yun Yong said before. It seems that he really has no anger with himself, and he should not be able to eat anything.
Wu Lingxu Taoist caressed Changsha and asked gently: "How long has Xuaner been in this view?"
"The disciples grew up here, and today is eight years old, that is eight years."
"It's been eight years." The Lingxu Taoist took a long breath and said, "I haven't taught you the deep mindfulness of this concept in eight years, and I haven't taught you swordsmanship or martial arts. Do you have any complaints?
"Don't dare."
"Don't dare complain, or dare not speak?" Lingxu Zi stared at him, staring at Qing Xuan tightly.
"Although the student is in doubt, but there is a reason for Master to do it. The student is playful and has not realized it. He dare not ask for advice."
Wu Lingxu looked light and smiled.
Wu Su did not know that Qing Xuan on the other side secretly squeezed a sweat.
The real real person slowly said, "For eight years, I have watched you as a teacher. Although you are young, you often think about things very well. Although there are stubborn things, they are very decent. In theory, as your disciple, you should have been Pass on your profound skills, how can you ... "When this is the end, the old man said a long pause, he didn't say a word, and looked suspicious, as if he was still hesitant about what will be said next.
Wu Qingxuan didn't dare to disturb Master's discourse and had to wait quietly.
Fortunately, for a short time, the real person seems to have made a very important determination, and his eyes have become extremely fortitude. This situation is a situation that Qingxuan has never seen.
Wu Lingxu said: "The teacher has never revealed the secret of the teacher's door, but in fact there has always been a knot in the heart, never vomiting ... Do you remember the deep sea of ​​blood you bear?"
The puppet show really came.