Chapter 113 Chapter 113 Escape from the Tiger's Den 3

After crossing the river, before they were out of danger, everyone dared not be careless and hurried on their way.Because I lost my horse, I had to walk.Fortunately, everyone is from a military background, so it is easy to march in a hurry.However, generals like Commander Fang and Peng Gaocan were a bit older after all, and had less training, so it was still a bit difficult for them to walk in a hurry.For the sake of safety, I hurried all the way, except for a short break to find food in the middle, I walked for about 30 hours at a stretch, and didn't stop to rest until I arrived at Dayun Temple.

Dayun Nunnery is located on the top of Dayun Mountain.This Dayun Mountain is located at the junction of the three counties of Hengyang, Shaoyang and Qiyang, and is known as the "Three Counties of Jiming".But I saw the mountain spiraling up like a cloud, with layers of green pines and green bamboos, lush and green, and several shining waterfalls and streams appeared and disappeared in the jungle.It is true that "there are many famous mountain monks in the world"! "Where are you now?" Fang Xianjue asked. "Military seat, this is a guerrilla zone, not far from the 100th Army's defense zone!" Cao Huating replied.

"Oh, we are about to arrive at Li Tianxia's territory!" Fang Xianjue looked into the distance thoughtfully. "Junzuo, such a beautiful mountain and river, is basically out of danger now, and in a good mood, do you have a good mood?" Peng Kefu Gaocan seemed to be in a good mood.When the entourage heard this proposal, they also echoed it and asked the military seat to sing along. "Oh, Peng Gao is in a good mood to participate!" Fang Xianjue saw that everyone was exhausted, so he intentionally came to ease the atmosphere and lift his spirits.After getting out of the cage, I feel refreshed and relaxed physically and mentally.So he stared at the scene, touched the scene with emotion, thought for a while, and recited casually:

Thousands of stacks of haze and cold dripping clothes, clear springs and white stones lock the doors of smoke.In the middle of the mountain, the woodcutters talk to each other in the setting sun, and the monk returns alone all the way. Ye Zhui accidentally frightened You Niao to go, but Lin Kong did not hinder Duan Yunfei.There is no doubt about the way on the cliffs, and suddenly there is a bell coming out of Cuiwei. After hearing this, everyone applauded in unison. "Okay, what a poem!" The applause had just finished, and the applause started again. This applause is very special, has a very strong penetrating power, and is accompanied by applause. It must be the work of a master.It turned out that the host of Dayun Temple came out to greet him.I saw that the presiding master, Puhui, was indeed a fairy, with an extraordinary bearing.

"Welcome, welcome the return of our anti-Japanese heroes!" "Where did the hero come from? Master welcome, don't dare to be! Don't dare to be! I'm afraid I will disturb the clean place of Gui'an!" "General, I'm out. The general can come, and the small nunnery will be full of splendor!" "The general of the defeated army has no face to see Jiangdong's elders! Ashamed, ashamed!" "Victory or defeat is a common matter for military strategists. What's more, the destruction of Hengyang City was not the fault of the general. Why should we be ashamed? Come, general, please come in!"

"Thank you Master for your forgiveness! Master please!" Entering the mountain gate, you can see that the houses are built along the mountain, layer upon layer, solemn and majestic; inside and outside the courtyard, there are dense pines and cypresses, towering, red walls and blue tiles, angled cornices, and the sound of wind chimes, adding to the charm of this otherworldly place. quiet.Surprisingly, there is a well in the courtyard.Wells are drilled on the top of the mountain, where does the water come from?Chen Zhongheng was young and active. He wanted to test the depth of the well, so he quietly picked up a pebble and dropped it. There was no echo for a long time, which showed that the well was extremely deep.

"This well is a dragon well, unfathomably deep. It was dug by the master Kai'an in the Ming Dynasty. Because the nunnery is on the top of the mountain and the terrain is high, it is difficult to divert water. The master has measured the dragon veins of this mountain spring, so although it lasts for thousands of years, the feng shui remains the same and the incense is prosperous." Master Puhui had already seen Chen Zhongheng's actions in his eyes, "It's getting late, general, please have a meal and rest in the small nunnery!" "It's better to be respectful than obedient! Everyone, pay attention to discipline and vigilance, and go to rest early!"

Although the meal was a Vegetarian Vegetarian Banquet, due to hunger and cold, everyone was in shock, and their spirits were relaxed, and they didn't care about making gestures anymore. Full, burp again and again.But sleep conditions can not be particular about.Because there are very few guests in the nunnery, there is no extra bedding, and it is near dusk, and it is the end of autumn and early winter, with high mountains and dense forests, cool breeze, and cold weather.Everyone stuffed the two army blankets they brought with them to Commander Fang, and the rest had no choice but to bring straw and dry firewood as cushions and make do with it to settle down.

Although it was cold at midnight, the big guys were already quite tired due to the continuous running for 30 hours; they ate hot meals and hot dishes, so they huddled together to warm each other and fell asleep at once, snoring one by one Like thunder.Only Cao Huating and Chen Zhongheng didn't dare to be careless because of their duties. They took turns to check and patrol, and stayed up all night until dawn. It was bright and the air was extremely clear.Everyone woke up one after another amidst the loud crowing of the dawn rooster, feeling extremely refreshed.After breakfast, a group of people were about to hurry on their way.But I heard that Zhang Guangkuan was arguing with the monks. It turned out that he wanted to pay for board and lodging, but the master of the nunnery refused to accept it under the order of Master Puhui.While saying goodbye, Fang Xianjue and Master Puhui hurriedly approached to break up.

"You don't get paid for nothing! It's only natural to pay for meals!" Fang Xianjue said to Master Puhui. "You can't say that. General Fang, you have fought bloody battles for the country and the people, even sacrificing your own wealth and lives; what is a fast meal for us to comfort the elderly!" Master Puhui said. "Master, the state has state laws, and the family has family rules. There is no rule without rules! Our army is disciplined." "General, it is too serious to say that. You are not giving face, how can we see our parents and fellow villagers in the future!"

"Both of you don't say anything, it will hurt your feelings if you say that again. I have an idea, I wonder if it's okay?" "Oh, what an idea, but it's okay to say." Fang Xianjue and Master Puhui said almost in unison.Everyone was also engrossed in waiting and listening attentively. "So? I suggest that the military seat and the master exchange ink treasures, both public and private. How about it?" Peng Kefu pretended to be mysterious. "That's right! When Jun Zuo came yesterday, the Qilu song won the applause of everyone and the master, so let's write that song! Does the master also come to the Qilu song?" Zhang Guangkuan suddenly realized. "That's right! In the future, seeing words is like seeing people, so I'll keep them in mind!" The head of the nunnery also echoed. "Good idea! That's it. Come on, I will serve you with pen and ink. Come, General Fang, please first!" Master Pu Hui said boldly. "Okay! Master, you are brewing. I will do my part!" Fang Xianjue said with a smile.I saw him picking up a pen and ink, and swaying it, the pen is powerful, and the sword, gun, sword and halberd are done in one go.What a calligraphy work, its majestic momentum is breathtaking. it is good!The crowd cheered in unison. Fang Xianjue hurriedly gestured to everyone not to disturb the master's thinking. The poems of Master Pratt & Whitney are also published here.But seeing the light of wisdom in his eyes, he sang while walking: Clouds are clothes and shoes, stones are ladders, and the daylight is clear and empty, and you can step up.When the sky is near, I only suspect the three-in-one world, and when the smoke is opened, it is clear that the four directions are low. The snowy pines hang on the front of the mountain, and the waterfall thunders down the Biexi River.Sooner or later, donate pendants on the stage, and Zhu Mao comes to live with Taoists. Master Puhui took the pen, contemplated it for a while, and then swiped the pen straight down. The pen is gentle and beautiful, round and full, with deep inner strength, which penetrates the back of the paper.However, it is another style of calligraphy with dense structure, solid structure and dense layout. The crowd unconsciously cheered in unison again.After the ink was slightly dry, the two sides exchanged works, said goodbye to each other reluctantly.After walking a long distance, Fang Xianjue couldn't help but look back, and saw Master Puhui still leading his disciples standing outside the mountain gate, watching them affectionately as they drifted away.Fang Xianjue felt a heat in his heart, as if warm liquid was swimming in his eye sockets.An idea germinated in my heart like a seed: If there is no war in the future, it would be a wise move to find a temple as a shelter!