Chapter 12 Chapter Eleven

Duan Yu's acupoints were tapped by Jiumozhi, and he couldn't move his whole body. He was straddled on a horse's saddle by several big men, with his face facing down, but he saw the ground kept moving backwards, and the horse's hoof flew, splashing his mouth and nose. It's all mud and dust, and I can hear all the men yelling loudly, saying all kinds of words, and I don't know what to say.He counted the legs of the horses, and there were ten horses in total. After running for more than ten li, they came to a fork in the road, and only heard Jiumozhi mumble a few words, and the five horses headed to the left fork in the road, Jiumozhi and Duan Yu and the other three Multiply to the right.After running for several miles, they reached the second fork in the road, and two of the five horses diverged.Duan Yu knew that Jiumozhi wanted to confuse the pursuers, making them not know where to pursue.

After running for a while, Jiumozhi jumped off the horse, took a belt, tied it around Duan Yu's waist, held him in his left hand, and walked through the mountain depression, while the other two men galloped westward.Duan Yu secretly groaned, thinking: "Uncle then sent armored cavalry to chase after him, at most he captured all nine followers of this monk, but he couldn't save me." Even though Jiumozhi carried Duan Yu in his hand, his steps were still very light.He walked higher and higher, and within three hours, he walked through the barren mountains and mountains.Duan Yu saw that the sun was slanting to the west, and it was always shooting from the left, so he knew that Jiumozhi was leading him to the north.

In the evening, Jiumozhi carried him on the branch of a big tree, wrapped his belt around the branch, did not say a word to him, and did not even look at him, turned his back and handed him a few cups. Give him a piece of dry food bread, and unlock the acupuncture point on his left forearm so that he can eat.Duan Yu secretly stretched out his left hand, hoping to use the Shaoze sword to injure him, but he didn't realize that the acupuncture points on his body were blocked, his whole body's qi was blocked, and his fingers poked and poked without any internal energy. For several days, Jiumozhi continued to walk north with him.Duan Yu teased him several times, asking him why he caught him and why he took him to the north, but Jiumozhi never answered.Duan Yu was full of resentment, thinking that Mu Wanqing, who turned his wife into a girl, caught him that time. Although he suffered more, he would never be so bored.What's more, being caught by a beautiful girl, smelling it slightly, and listening to it when she is scolding, compared to being mentioned in the air by a fierce and domineering monk who pretends to be deaf and dumb, the pain and pleasure are naturally very different.

After walking like this for more than ten days, it is expected that he has already crossed the border of Dali, Duan Yu noticed that his walking direction changed to the northeast, he still avoided the main road, and always took the road through barren mountains and wild ridges.It's just that the terrain is getting flatter, the mountains are getting less and the water is getting more and more, and there are often several transitions in a day.Finally, Jiumozhi bought two horses to ride with Duan Yu, so Duan Yu's big acupoints were naturally not released, and every once in a while, he added a few fingers to seal his acupoints.

Once when Duan Yu relieved his hand, he thought: "If I use 'Lingbo Weibu', this monk may not be able to catch up with me?" But after only taking two steps, the true energy was blocked at the blocked acupuncture point, and immediately fall.He sighed and got up, knowing that this last move would not work.Originally, if the acupoints are sealed for a long time, it will be harmful to the body, but Duan Yu has deep internal energy, even if the acupoints are incomprehensible for a long time, it is not a serious problem. That night, the two stayed overnight in an inn in a small town.Jiumo Zhiming's shop assistant took the paper, ink, brush and inkstone, put it on the table, lit the oil lamp, and waited for the shop assistant to leave the room, and said: "Mr. Duan, my little monk wronged you to come north. I offended you so much. I'm so sorry." Duan Yu said: "It's easy to say, easy to say." Jiumozhi said: "Young Master, do you know what the little monk's intention is?"

Along the way, all Duan Yu thought about was this matter. Seeing the paper, ink, brush and inkstone on the table, he expected nine out of ten, and said: "It can't be done!" Jiumozhi asked: "What's the matter?" Can't do it?" Duan Yu said: "You are envious of my Duan family's six-veined sword technique, and you want to force me to write it for you. This matter can't be done." Jiumozhi shook his head and said: "Young Master Duan may have misunderstood the meaning. The young monk had an appointment with Mr. Murong back then, and he wanted to borrow the "Six Meridians Divine Sword Sutra" from the noble family to show him. This appointment has not been fulfilled, and I have always kept it in my heart. Fortunately. Mr. Duan remembers this sutra, so he has no choice but to take you to Mr. Murong's tomb and burn it, so that the little monk will not break his trust with the old man. However, the young master is a dragon and a phoenix, and the young monk has no grievances with you, how dare you be disabled? There is still a best of both worlds The young master only needs to write out the scripture map without omission, and the monk himself will never take a look at it, seal it immediately, and take it to be cremated in front of Mr. Murong’s tomb. If this long-cherished wish is fulfilled, the young master will be sent back to Dali.”

Jiumozhi had said these words when he first entered Tianlong Temple, at that time, everyone agreed, and Duan Yu also felt that this method was feasible.But after that, Jiumozhi attacked Emperor Baoding first, and captured himself later. His attacks were not bright, and he was full of tricks when evading the pursuit. He didn't care about the life and death of the nine subordinates. How can I trust him again?I have long felt in my heart that the "Four Evil Men" such as the Crocodile God of the South China Sea are clearly evil men, but they are far more moral than this Tibetan monk pretending to be a "Holy Monk".Although he has no experience in the world, but in the past 20 days or so, he has thought about this matter carefully, figured out the key points, and said: "Master Jiumozhi, you can't fool me with your words."

Jiumozhi said together: "Amitabha, I have kept my promise to Mr. Murong and kept it so, how can I break another promise just to keep this promise?" Duan Yu shook his head and said: "You said that you made this promise to Mr. Murong back then. No one knows whether it is true or not. You have obtained the sword manual of the Six Meridians Excalibur. You must read it carefully. Whether you want to burn it in front of Mr. Murong's tomb or not. No one knows. Even if it is really going to be incinerated, with the master's ingenuity, after reading it several times, how can he not remember it? Maybe he is afraid of making a mistake, so he needs to make a copy of it, and then go to incinerate."

Jiumozhi stared fiercely at Duan Yu with bright eyes, but in a moment, his face turned kind, and he said slowly: "You and I are both Buddhist disciples, how can you talk such nonsense, sin, sin! The little monk has no choice but to I had no choice but to persecute you a little bit. This is to save your son's life, so don't blame me." He stretched out his left palm, pressed it lightly on Duan Yu's chest, and said, "When you can't bear it, you are willing to write this sutra. Just nod your head, and the monk will let go." Duan Yu smiled wryly and said: "If I don't write this sutra, you will never give up. If you don't want to, you will kill me. If I write it out, how can you allow me to live? I committed suicide by writing the sutra, Master Jiumozhi, this One verse, I figured it out thirteen days ago."

Jiumozhi sighed, and said: "My Buddha is merciful!" The palm of his hand immediately circulated energy, expecting this energy to pass into Duan Yu's Tanzhong acupoint, his whole body would be bitten by thousands of ants, suffering unbearably.This kind of pampered and pampered son, although he speaks hard, when he is really tortured to death, he must give in.Unexpectedly, as soon as the energy was released, I immediately felt a wave of internal energy disappear without a trace.He was startled, and he urged his energy again, this time the internal energy disappeared faster, following the surge of internal energy in his body.Jiumozhi's face turned pale with fright, he rushed out his right palm and pushed hard on Duan Yu's shoulder.With an "ah", Duan Yu fell on the bed, hitting the back of his head hard against the wall.

Jiumozhi thought that Duan Yu had learned the "Great Transformation Technique" of XingXiu's old monster, but since his acupoints were sealed, he would not be able to perform any good or evil martial arts.Who would have thought that when he sent out his inner strength in his palm, he was actually squeezing his own inner strength into the opponent's "Tanzhong acupoint", just like how Duan Yu couldn't move his whole body, he opened his mouth wide and let the red clam get into his stomach, and he was on his body. Whether the acupuncture points are sealed or not is irrelevant. Duan Yu groaned and sat up, and said, "It's useless for you to claim to be an eminent monk, is that how an eminent monk beats people like this?" Jiumozhi sternly said: "You 'Great Transformation Technique', who taught you?" Duan Yu shook his head, and said: "Using the great method of transformation, tyrannizing everything, throwing thousands of gold on the ground without knowing how to use it for oneself, heresy, despicable, shameless, ridiculous, ridiculous!" In these few words, he unconsciously quoted Yudongbo The words written on the axis. Jiumozhi didn't know why, but he didn't dare to touch Duan Yu's body again, but before he touched his Shenfeng, Dazhui and Jingmen acupoints, it didn't hurt. It has changed from the Yiyang finger and the six-meridian sword, but he is just a beginner and his skills are still shallow.As a result, he became even more fascinated by the martial arts of the Duan family in Dali. He suddenly raised his palm, and with a volley of "flame knife", cut off a piece of the scholar's scarf on Duan Yu's head, and shouted: "You really don't want to write ? My knife only needs to be half a foot low, what will happen to your head?" Duan Yu was terrified, thinking that if he really got angry, he would blind one of my eyes, or cut off one of my arms, then what should I do?A few words that I pondered over and over along the way immediately came to my mind, and I said it: "If I am forced to write something randomly, it may not be all right. If you maim my limbs, I hate you for cutting my bones. The sword manual I wrote is even more incomprehensible. How about this, anyway, you have to take the sword manual I wrote and incinerate it in front of Mr. Murong’s tomb. It has nothing to do with me. I wrote indiscriminately, but I lied to Mr. Murong's ghost, he practiced in the underworld to become obsessed and killed himself, so he won't blame you." He walked to the table, picked up a pen and spread the paper, I want to write. Jiumozhi was furious, these few words of Duan Yu completely exposed his intention to defraud the "Six Meridians Divine Sword Sword Manual", and at the same time made it clear that if he used force to force him, the sword manual he wrote would also be destroyed. If it is incomplete and mostly false, it is not only useless, but also harmful to read.He fought swords twice in Tianlong Temple, and it is easy to tell whether the sword technique of the Six Meridians Excalibur is true or not.At the moment, not only became angry from embarrassment, but also became mad. He swung out the "Flame Knife", and with a soft chirping sound, the barrel of the pen in Duan Yu's hand broke in two. Duan Yu laughed loudly, Jiumozhi shouted: "Thief boy, the Buddha kindly spared your life, but you are obsessed with obsession. I can only take you to burn in front of Mr. Murong's tomb. The sword manual you remember in your heart can't be fake, right? ?” Duan Yu said with a smile: "When I was dying, I had no choice but to deliberately misremember the sword technique. That's right, that was the idea. From now on, I tried my best to remember the mistakes, and the more I remembered, the more mistakes I made. In the end, even myself It is also necessary to be confused, right and wrong are difficult to distinguish, and right and wrong are not distinguished. The World Honored One said: "Right is wrong, wrong is right. It is the same if you think about it and know it. Tathagata Yun Divine Sword is called Divine Sword, not real. Excalibur. The sword is called six veins and written as seven veins. The law should be given up, let alone illegal?'” Hearing him reciting the "Diamond Sutra" in disorder, Jiumozhi glared angrily, as if a flaming knife was about to spurt out of his eyes, he wished that with a wave of his palm, the invisible energy of the "flaming knife" would slash from the boy's head and neck. Pass.
From then on, he traveled east all the way for more than twenty days, Duan Yu gradually felt the elegance and softness of the passerby's accent, and there was no chili pepper in the dishes. This day finally arrived outside the city of Suzhou, Duan Yu thought: "We're going to go to Murong Bo's grave now. The monks can't get the sword manual, so they won't kill me, but in front of Murong Bo's tomb, will you kill me?" I burned it, roasted it, boiled it for a few people, and made it half dead, but it didn't fail." I turned my heart, didn't think too much, and looked at the scenery with my eyes.It was the weather in March at this time, with apricot blossoms on the path, green willows hanging down the lake, and the warm spring breeze blowing on my body, I was really drunk.Duan Yu couldn't help feeling relieved, and blurted out: "The waves are misty, Liu Yiyi, the lonely village is far away, and the apricot blossoms are flying in the slanting sun." Jiumozhi sneered and said, "When death is imminent, it's thanks to you that you still have such a leisurely mood, and you can still sing poems and libretto." Duan Yu said with a smile: "The Buddha said: 'The body is impermanent, and impermanence is suffering.' There is no immortal person in the world. . At most, you can only live for a few more years, so what is there to be happy about?" Jiumozhi ignored him, and asked passers-by where "Shenhe Village" was.But he asked seven or eight people in a row, but none of them knew, and the language barrier made him even more entangled.At last an old man said: "In and outside Suzhou city, there is not a Zhuangzi called Sanhe Zhuangge. You great monk, you must have heard wrong!" Jiumozhi said: "There is a big village owner named Murong, please ask him Where do you live?" The old man asked, "In Suzhou City, the surnames are Gu, Lu, Shen, Zhang, Zhou, and Zhu...they are all owners of a big estate. How can there be anyone surnamed Murong? Have you ever heard of it? Pass." Jiumozhi was just ignoring him, when he suddenly heard a person on Xishou Xiaolu say: "I heard that Murong family lives in Yanziwu, thirty miles west of the city, let's go and have a look." Another person said: "Well, we've reached the end of the land You have to be careful." The two spoke in a very soft voice, speaking with a Henan Zhongzhou accent, which was very different from the local Suzhou Wu Nong's soft language.Jiumozhi's inner strength has been cultivated, he can hear clearly, he thought to himself: "Could it be that these two people told me on purpose? Otherwise, how can there be such a coincidence?" Looking sideways, he saw a man of stately appearance, wearing filial piety, The other was short and thin, like a consumptive pickpocket, also dressed in sackcloth and mourning. With just one glance, Jiumozhi knew that these two people had martial arts, and he hadn't made up his mind whether to speak to each other, but Duan Yu had already called out: "Mr. Huo, Mr. Huo, are you here too?" The man described as wretched is Cui Baiquan, the golden abacus, and the other is his nephew, the soul-hunting hand Guo Yanzhi. After the two of them left Dali, they wholeheartedly wanted to avenge Ke Baisui. Knowing that the Murong family's martial arts were extremely high and it would be difficult to avenge this revenge, they still came to Suzhou with a lot of courage.He found out that Murong family lives in Yanziwu, but Murong Bo has been dead for many years, so the murderer of Ke Baisui must be another member of Murong's family.The two of them realized that they had more hopes for revenge, they rushed to the lake, they happened to meet Jiumozhi and Duan Yu. Cui Baiquan suddenly heard Duan Yu's cry, and was stunned, he ran over quickly, and saw a monk riding on the horse, holding the reins of Duan Yu's mount with his left hand, Duan Yu's hands were stiff, hanging by his side, obviously The acupuncture point was hit, and he wondered: "Little prince, it's you! Hey, great monk, why are you making trouble with this young master? Do you know who he is?" Jiumozhi didn't pay much attention to these two people, but he knew that Mr. Murong's house was built in the middle of the river port, with many twists and turns, it was extremely difficult to identify, so it happened that these two people were leading the way, so he said, "I'm going to Murong's family. In my house, I ask you two to lead the way." Cui Baiquan said: "May I ask you how to address the master? Why dare to offend Duan's young prince? What is the purpose of going to the Murong mansion?" Jiumozhi said: "I will know when the time comes." Cui Baiquan said: "Is the master a friend of the Murong family? " Jiumozhi said: "That's right, where is the Canhe Village where Mr. Murong lives? Huo.Cui Baiquan scratched his scalp, and said to Duan Yu: "Young Lord, I will untie the acupuncture points on your arm." He walked up a few steps and stretched out his hand to untie the acupuncture points on Duan Yu. Duan Yu thought to himself that Jiumozhi's martial art skills are amazingly high, I am afraid that no one can beat him in this world, these two Cui Guos will never be able to beat him, if they try to save each other in vain, it will only cost two lives in vain, so call him It was better for the two of them to escape as quickly as possible, and said: "Wait a minute! This master is alone, defeated my uncle and five masters from Dali, and captured me. He is Mr. Murong's close friend. Please Mr. Huo and Mr. Guo to help Go and tell my daddy, come to the rescue!" Cui Baiquan and Guo Yanzhi were shocked when they heard that this monk defeated Emperor Baoding and other experts, they were even more shocked when they heard that he was a close friend of the Murong family.Cui Baiquan thought to himself that he had been hiding in Zhennan Prince's Mansion for more than ten years, how could he just ignore the little Prince's trouble today?Anyway, since I came to Gusu, this life has long since been risked. It doesn’t make much difference whether I die under the right abacus or in the hands of others. I reached into my arms, took out a golden abacus, held it up and shook it, With clanking noises, he said: "Grand Monk, Mr. Murong is your good friend, but this little prince is my good friend. I advise you to let him go." The soft whip wrapped around his waist has been removed.The two rushed towards Kumozhima at the same time. Duan Yu shouted: "Hurry up, you two, you can't beat him." Jiumozhi smiled lightly, and said: "Are you really going to do it?" Cui Baiquan said: "This fight is called swatting a fly on a tiger's head. I know I can't beat it, but I have to try it. Life and death... oh, yo !" Before he could say "life and death", Jiumozhi stretched out his hand and snatched Yanzhi's soft whip, and with a snap, flipped over the soft whip, wrapping around the golden abacus in Cui Baiquan's hand, with a flick of the whip, the two weapons simultaneously Let go and fly to the lake on the right.Seeing that the two weapons were about to sink to the bottom of the lake, who would have thought that Jiumozhi's strength made it just right, the tip of the soft whip turned over, just entangled a willow branch hanging on the lake, the willow branch was soft, rising and sinking , could not stop shaking.The golden abacus patted the water surface, forming circles of ripples. Jiumozhi clasped his palms together and said, "I'm sorry for your inconvenience, please lead the way." Cui Guo and the two looked at each other, not knowing what to do.Jiumozhi said: "If the two of you don't want to lead the way, please tell me the way to Yanziwu Canhezhuang, and let the young monk find the way to go, that's okay." Cui Guo and the two saw his martial arts so strong, but his demeanor was very humble. Extremely, I don't think it's wrong to turn your face, and it's not right not to turn your face. At this moment, only the sound of yinai was heard, a small boat floated on the green waves of the lake, and a green fir girl with sculls in her hands came slowly paddling the water, singing a little song.Duan Yu listened to the song: "Han Ou is fragrant in ten hectares, my sister-in-law is too late to pick lotus. I come late to get water on the bow of the boat, and I take off the red dress to wrap the duck." The singing is soft and innocent, joyful and moving. When Duan Yu recited the poems and articles of predecessors in Dali, he had long been fascinated by the scenery of the south of the Yangtze River.I saw the young girl's slender hands and bright skin like jade, reflecting the green waves, it was as transparent as it was.Cui Baiquan and Guo Yanzhi couldn't help turning their heads to look at her even though they were facing a formidable enemy. Jiumozhi looked as if he didn't see and heard as if he didn't hear, and said: "Since the two of you are unwilling to tell the location of Canhezhuang, let's take your leave." At this time, the young girl was rowing a small boat and was already approaching the shore. Hearing Jiumozhi's words, she interjected, "This master is going to participate in Hezhuang Village. What's the matter?" The voice was very sweet and clear, which made people feel astonished. Listening, indescribably comfortable.This girl is about sixteen or seventeen years old, her face is full of gentleness, and her whole body is full of delicateness. Duan Yu thought in his heart: "Unexpectedly, a girl from the south of the Yangtze River is so beautiful." In fact, this girl is not extremely beautiful, she is not as good as Mu Wanqing, but she has eight points of appearance, plus twelve points of gentleness, she is not inferior to ten points. Talented beauties. Jiumozhi said: "My little monk wants to go to Canhe Village, can my lady show you the way?" The girl smiled and said, "No one outside will know the name of Canhe Village. Where did the master hear it from?" Jiumozhi said: "The little monk is Mr. Murong's best friend, and he came here to sacrifice in front of the old friend's grave, to fulfill the old promise. I hope to get to know Mr. Murong, Qing Fan." The girl pondered, "Jie Mo is really a coincidence! Mr. Murong just a few days ago Going out of the son's door, the master came a few days earlier, and you met the young master." Jiumozhi said: "It makes people feel sad to be close to the young master, but the little monk came to the middle land from the Tubo country thousands of miles away. I paid homage to Mr. Murong's tomb to fulfill my wish." The young girl said: "Master is a good friend of Mr. Murong, please go and have a cup of tea first, and then I will pass the report to you, can you speak well?" Jiumozhi said : "Who is the young lady in the son's house? What should I call her?" The girl smiled sweetly and said: "Ah, I am a little girl who serves the young master to play the piano and play the flute. My name is Abi. Don't ask me to be polite like a big lady or a little lady. It's good to call me Abi!" She took a mouthful of Suzhou soil. Bai, it was difficult to understand at first, but she is a maidservant of a martial arts family, she thinks she has heard a lot of official language, so she tried to add some official language in her speech, Jiumozhi and Duan Yu can barely understand it.Now Jiumozhi respectfully said: "Don't dare!" Make it cool.) Abi said: "I came to the city to buy rose zongzi candy. It's okay to buy this zongzi candy next time. It's all waterways to get to Yanziwu Qinyun Xiaozhu from here. Go, I'll see you off in a boat, are you good?" Every time she asked "good words", it was an attentive inquiry and soft-spoken discussion, which was hard to refuse. Jiumozhi said: "It's really hard work." He took Duan Yu's hand and lightly jumped onto the boat.The boat only sank a little, but it didn't wobble at all.Abi smiled slightly at Jiumozhi and Duan Yu, as if to say: "What a skill!" Guo Yanzhi whispered: "Master Uncle, what should we do?" The two of them came to seek revenge on Murong, but it was really embarrassing to be in such a mess. Abi smiled and said: "The two uncles are coming to Suzhou. If you have any important matters, Jiemo, please go to the open place to have a cup of tea and have some snacks. Don't think this boat is small, how many people can sit on it? Don't get lost." She paddled the boat lightly, came under the willow tree, stretched out her slender hands to put away the abacus and soft whip, and played with the beads casually, making a loud clank. Duan Yu only listened to a few times, and said joyfully: "Girl, is that what you play?" It turned out that she moved the beads casually, with a rhythm of its own, and there were two clear and flexible sentences.Abi smiled sweetly and said: "My lord, you are proficient in rhythm, do you want to play a piece too?" Duan Yu saw that she was innocent and kind, and said with a smile: "I don't know how to play abacus." Turning to Cui Baiquan, he said: "Huo Sir, people have played your calculations so nicely." Cui Baiquan smiled shyly, and said: "That's right, that's good. The girl is really elegant. My most vulgar piece of clothing has become a musical instrument in the hands of the girl." Abi said: "Ah, I'm really sorry. , Is this Mr. Huo’s? This abacus is really well made. You must have copper coins in your house, and even the abacus is made of gold. Mr. Huo, I still call you carefully.” Holding the abacus in her left hand, she stretched her arms .Cui Baiquan was on the shore and couldn't get it, and he was really reluctant to part with this old friend who never left him for a moment, so he lightly jumped onto the bow, took the abacus with his hand, and gave Jiumozhi a sideways glance.Jiumozhi always had a kind smile on his face, without any trace of anger. Abi raised the tip of the soft whip with her left hand, and strangled the five fingers of her right hand on the whip. Her fingernails were covered with copper sleeves, and her fingernails touched the protruding corners of the soft whip, making a ding, ling. , Dong, Long several clear voices.A weapon that has fought all over the world and was a hero of the underworld and the white way, in her white and soft hands, it turned into a musical instrument that moved the soul. Duan Yu shouted: "Wonderful, wonderful! Girl, just play it." Abi said to Guo Yanzhi: "This soft whip belongs to this old man? I played with it in a mess, and it doesn't matter. Thank you. Master, come on the boat too, and I’ll make you eat lotus root noodles after a while.” Guo Yanzhi felt a grudge against his teacher and hated Gusu Murong’s family to the bone, but seeing this little girl smiling sweetly and innocently, Although he was full of hatred, it was hard to get angry at her, thinking: "It would be the best if she led me to the village, at least I have to kill a few of them first to avenge my teacher." He nodded immediately and jumped up. up the boat. Abi rolled up the soft whip and handed it to Guo Yanzhi, the wooden oar was pulled, and the boat slid westward. Cui Baiquan and Guo Yanzhi exchanged a few glances, thinking: "Today I went deep into the tiger's lair, I don't know how to live or die. Murong's attack is extremely vicious, this little girl is gentle and gentle, it seems true, but I don't know that it is not the trick of Murong's proud enemy ? Tell us to take precautions first, so he can take the opportunity to attack." Boating on the lake, after a few turns, it turned into a big lake. Looking far away, you can see the vast mist, and the distant water reaches the sky.Guo Yanzhi was secretly shocked: "This big lake must be Taihu Lake. Uncle Cui and I don't know how to swim, this little girl only needs to capsize the boat, and the two of us will sink into the lake and feed the fish and turtles. Master's revenge?" Cui Baiquan also thought of this episode, he once rowed a boat in Luoshui, Henan when he was young, and thought that if he could hold the wooden oar in his hand, the little girl would capsize the boat, but it would not be so easy, so he said: "Miss , I’ll help you row the boat, you just need to point out the direction.” Abi smiled and said, “Oh, Jiemo doesn’t dare to be that. If my son knows, he will definitely scold me for neglecting the guests.” Cui Baiquan saw that she refused, He was even more suspicious, and said with a smile: "To be honest, we want to hear the girl's unique skill in playing music on the soft whip. We are rough people, but this Mr. Duan is good at playing piano, chess, calligraphy and painting. He is good at everything." Abi glanced at Duan Yu, and said with a smile: "I play a good white face, what kind of special skill is it? Mr. Duan is so elegant, listening to the boy laughing, laughing so happy, I don't want to come!" Cui Baiquan took the soft whip from Guo Yanzhi, handed it to her, and said: "You play, you play!" He took the wooden oar from her hand.Abi smiled and said: "Okay, let me borrow another breath of your golden abacus." Cui Baiquan secretly felt fear in his heart: "She wants to take away both of our weapons, is there some conspiracy?" It was already inconvenient to refuse, so I had to hand her the golden abacus.Abi put the abacus on the board in front of her, held the short handle of the soft whip with her left hand, lightly stepped on the head of the whip with her left foot, and pulled the soft whip straight, and flicked the wheel with five fingers in her right hand, and the soft whip made a ding-dong sound immediately , although not as complex and clear as the pipa, it is more refreshing. When Abi flicked and wiped with five fingers, she still had time to fiddle with the golden abacus with her fingers, the clank of the abacus beads was interspersed with the Ding Ding of the soft whip, adding to the clear rhythm.At this moment, two swallows were seen flying past the bow of the ship and drifting westward.Duan Yu thought: "The place where the Murong family is located is called Yanziwu, there must be a lot of swallows." I can only hear Abi singing in a rambling voice: "The two community have a good time, a thousand families courtyard, and see the double flying swallows. The phoenix's nest is stable and promises to be neighbors, how late will the Xiaoxiang smoke come? Enter the red building in disorder, fly low to the green bank, and the painted beams blow the singing dust Turn. For whom do you go back and for whom do you come? The master is very kind to you." When Duan Yu heard her singing so softly, he couldn't help but be moved, thinking: "If I live in the southern border all my life, how can I listen to this fairy music?" '. Mr. Murong has a maid like this, so he is a very special person." After finishing the song, Abi returned the abacus and the soft whip to Cui Guo and the two, and said with a smile: "The singing is not good, the guests should not laugh at you. Mr. Huo, you rowed very well. Please go to the small harbor on the left. Row in, that's it!" Cui Baiquan was relieved to see her return the weapon, and immediately rowed the boat into a small harbor as he said, but saw that the water was covered with lotus leaves, if she hadn't pointed it out, he would never have known that there was a passage between the lotus leaves.Cui Baiquan paddled for a while, and Abi pointed out the waterway again: "Paddle from here." The water surface here is also full of lotus leaves. Abi took a few pieces of candied lotus root from the side of the cabin and distributed them to everyone.Although Duan Yu's hands can move, but after the acupoints are touched, he has no strength at all, so he managed to pick up a piece of candied lotus root, saw that the candied lotus root was slightly transparent, slightly stained with icing sugar and rose petals, and put it into his mouth, it was sweet, crisp and refreshing It is very sweet, and said with a smile: "The taste of this candied lotus root is clear but not greasy, just like the little song sung by a girl." Abi blushed slightly, and said with a smile: "Compare my song to candied lotus root. It’s the first time I’ve heard it, thank you son!” Before the lotus pond was over, Abi guided the boat through a clump of reeds and bamboo shoots.As a result, even Jiumozhi became vigilant, secretly memorizing the origin of the boat, so as not to get lost when going back and forth, but at a glance, the lotus leaves, duckweed, reeds, wild rice stems all over the lake are all exactly the same, and the lotus leaves are all the same. , Duckweed floats on the water surface, and when a gust of wind comes at any time, it will change a lot. Even if you remember it clearly at this moment, the situation will be completely different in an instant.Jiumozhi, Cui Baiquan, and Guo Yanzhi kept looking at Abi's eyes, trying to see her way and direction from her eyes.But she just carelessly dialed the water and directed it casually, as if the many criss-crossing, chessboard-like water channels were as clear as the palm lines in her palm, and she knew them from birth, so she didn't need to identify them. After drawing zigzags like this for more than two hours, at the end of the day, I saw a cornice in the distance among the green willow bushes in the distance.Abi said: "Here it is! Uncle Huo, thank you for helping me row the boat for half a day." Cui Baiquan said with a bitter smile: "As long as there are candied lotus roots to eat and clear songs to listen to, I will row his boat for ten or eight years like this. Not tired either." Abi clapped her hands and laughed, "You want to listen to music and eat lotus root, and Jiemo makes lunch? It's good not to go out in this lake for the rest of your life!" When Cui Baiquan heard her say, "Don't go out in this lake for the rest of your life", he couldn't help being startled, he squinted his small eyes and looked at her for a while, but seeing that she seemed to have no intention of smiling, his heart was a little wider, but he didn't care. Can't rest assured.
Abi took the wooden oar and rowed the boat straight to the shade of the willows. When she got close, she saw a wooden ladder made of pine branches hanging down to the water.Abi tied the boat to the branch, and suddenly heard a bird on the willow branch calling "Sasa Dusa, Sasa Dusa", with a clear and clear voice.Abi imitated the song of a bird, and called a few times, then turned her head and said with a smile, "Please go ashore!" Everyone stepped ashore one by one, and saw four or five houses scattered here and there, built on an unknown island or peninsula.The house is small and exquisite, quite elegant.The word "Qin Yun" is written on the plaque of Xiaoshe, which is quite chic.Jiumozhi said: "Is this the Yanziwu Canhe Village?" Abi shook her head and said, "No. This is the place where the young master gave me to live. It's a small place, and it really can't receive distinguished guests. But this master said he would go to pay his respects. I can't be the master of worshiping Lord Murong's tomb, so I have to ask a few of you to wait here, and I'll ask Sister Azhu." When Jiumozhi heard this, he felt angry and his face sank slightly.He is the protector of the Tubo Kingdom, how respectful is he?Not to mention being respected by the ruler in the Tubo Kingdom, even in the courts of Song, Dali, Liao, and Xixia, the monarchs of all countries must treat him as a distinguished guest, not to mention that he is an old friend of Mr. Murong, Mr. Murong didn't know about this visit to the tomb, so it's fine if he couldn't greet him, but this servant didn't invite him to the main hall and guest room for a grand reception, but instead brought him to a small servant's courtyard, it's really too bad annoying.But he saw that Abi was innocent, smiling and talking without any contempt, he thought: "This little girl doesn't understand anything, why should I know as much as her." Thinking of this verse, he felt calm. Cui Baiquan asked, "Who is your sister Azhu?" Abi laughed and said, "Azhu is just Azhu. Yi is only a month older than me, so Jiemo puts on the airs of a sister. My name is Sister Yi. , Jiemo is called "I can't do it, why do you call Yi Da me for a month? You don't need to call Yi sister, if you call Yi sister Mo, I will be more proud." She giggled, The voice is clear and soft, like playing an orchestra, leading the four of them into the house. In the living room, Abi invited everyone to sit down, and a servant brought tea and pastries.Duan Yu picked up the tea bowl, and there was a burst of fragrance. He lifted the lid and saw dark green tea leaves floating in the light green tea water, like small beads, full of fine fluff.Duan Yu had never seen it before. After taking a sip, he felt the fragrance in his mouth and the bottom of his tongue produced fluid.Jiumozhi, Cui and Guo saw that the tea leaves were weird and the tea was turning green, so they didn't dare to drink it.This bead-shaped tea is a special product of the mountains near Taihu Lake. Later generations called it "Biluochun", but there was no such elegant name at that time.Jiumozhixiang lived in the Western Regions and the mountains of Tubo, he was used to drinking bitter black tea, seeing this kind of dark green hairy tea, he couldn't help but suspect that it was poisonous. The four-color desserts are rose mung bean cake, tuckahoe soft cake, emerald sweet cake, lotus root flour ham dumpling, the shape is elegant, each cake seems not to be made to eat, but to enjoy it. Duan Yu praised: "These snacks are so delicate, they must taste delicious, but how can people be willing to open their mouths to eat them?" Abi smiled and said: "Young master, just eat it, we still have more." Duan Yu ate One praise one, happy life.Jiumozhi and Cui Guo still dare not eat it.Duan Yu became suspicious: "This Jiumozhi claims to be Murong Bo's friend, why is he always on guard? And Murong Manor's reception of him seems not quite right." Jiumozhi's patience was really amazing, he waited for a long time, after Duan Yu had tasted all the tea and four kinds of pastries, and praised him enough, he said: "Then please tell your sister Azhu. " Abi smiled and said: "Ah Zhu's Zhuangzi is four or nine waterways away from here. It's too late to go now. The four of you will stay here for one night. In the early morning of tomorrow, I will send the four of you to 'Listen to the Perfume Pavilion'." Cui Baiquan asked: "What is the four-nine waterway?" Abi said: "Ninety-nine is nine miles, two-ninety-eight miles, and four-nine is thirty-six miles. You can figure it out with your abacus." It turns out that in the Jiangnan area, when it comes to distance, there are always It is one nine, twenty nine, don't say "ten".The word "ten" in Wu dialect has a similar sound to the word "thief", which is indecent to say the least. Jiumozhi said: "If I had known this, wouldn't it be refreshing for the girl to send us to the Perfume Pavilion?" Abi laughed and said, "I don't have anyone here to chat with me, and it's so boring. I managed to come here a few Guest, how many flowers do you like? Jiemo will keep you two to stay for a day." Guo Yanzhi had been sullen and silent all this time, at this moment he suddenly stood up and shouted: "Where do the relatives of Murong's family live? I came to Canhezhuang after passing Yanshang, not to drink tea and eat, let alone to laugh with you, but to kill people." Revenge, bleeding to death. Girl, please go and say, I am a disciple of Ke Baisui of the Funiu Sect, and I am here today to avenge my master!" As he spoke, the soft whip flicked, and with a rattling sound, a rosewood tea table was lifted.和一张湘妃竹椅子打成了碎片。 阿碧既不惊惶，也不生气，说道：“江湖上英雄豪杰来拜会公子的，每个月总有几起，也有很多像过大爷这般凶霸霸、恶狠狠的，我小丫头倒也呒不吓煞……” 她话未说完，后堂转出一个须发如银的老人，手中撑着一根拐杖，说道：“阿碧，是谁在这里大呼小叫的？”说的却是官话，语音甚为纯正。 崔百泉纵身离椅，和过彦之并肩而立，喝问：“我师兄柯百岁到底是谁害死的？” 段誉见这老人弓腰曲背，满脸都是皱纹，没九十也有八十岁，只听他嘶哑着嗓子说道：“柯百岁，柯百岁，嗯，年纪活到一百岁，早就该死啦！” 过彦之一到苏州，立时便想到慕容氏家中去大杀大砍一场，为恩师报仇，只是给鸠摩智夺去兵刃，折了锐气，再遇上阿碧这样天真可爱的一个小姑娘，满腔怨愤，无可发泄，这时听这老人说话无礼，软鞭挥出，鞭头便点向他背心。他见鸠摩智坐在西首，防他出手干预，这一鞭便从东边挥击过去。 哪知鸠摩智手臂一伸，掌心中如有磁力，远远地便将软鞭抓了过去，说道：“过大爷，咱们远来是客，有话好说，不必动武。”将软鞭卷成一团，还给了他。 过彦之满脸涨得通红，接又不是，不接又不是，转念心想：“今日报仇乃是大事，宁可受一时之辱，须得有兵刃在手。”便伸手接了。 鸠摩智向那老人道：“这位施主尊姓大名？是慕容先生的亲戚，还是朋友？”那老人裂嘴一笑，说道：“老头儿是公子爷的老仆，有什么尊姓大名？听说大师父是我们故世的老爷的好朋友，不知有什么吩咐？”鸠摩智道：“我的事要见到公子后当面奉告。”那老人道：“那可不巧了，公子爷几天前动身出门，说不定哪一天才回来。”鸠摩智问道：“公子去了何处？”那老人侧过了头，伸手敲敲自己的额角，道：“这个么，我可老糊涂了，好像是去西夏国，又说什么辽国，也说不定是吐蕃，要不然便是大理。” 鸠摩智哼了一声，心中不悦，当时天下五国分峙，除了当地是大宋所辖，这老人却把其余四国都说全了。他明知这老人是假装糊涂，说道：“既是如此，我也不等公子回来了，请管家带我去慕容先生墓前一拜，以尽故人之情。” 那老人双手乱摇，说道：“这个我可做不起主，我也不是什么管家。”鸠摩智道：“那么尊府的管家是谁？请出来一见。”那老人连连点头，说道：“很好！我去请管家来。”转过身子，摇摇摆摆地走了出去，自言自语：“这个年头儿啊，世上什么坏人都有，假扮了和尚道士，便想来化缘骗人。又冒充亲戚、假扮朋友的，我老头儿什么没见过，才不上这老当呢！” 段誉哈哈一声，笑了出来。阿碧忙向鸠摩智道：“大师父，你勿要生气，老黄伯伯是个老糊涂。他说话虽然老实，不过总归要得罪人。” 崔百泉拉拉过彦之的衣袖，走到一旁，低声道：“这贼秃自称是慕容家的朋友，但这儿明明没将他当贵客看待。咱们且别莽撞，瞧个明白再说。”过彦之道：“是！”两个回归原座。但过彦之先前所坐的那只竹椅已给他自己打碎，变成了无处可坐。阿碧将自己的椅子端着送过去，微笑道：“过大爷，请坐！”过彦之点了点头，心想：“这小丫头倒待人不错。我纵能将慕容氏一家杀得干干净净，这个小丫头也得饶了。” 段誉当那老仆进来之时，隐隐约约觉得有件事十分别扭，显得非常不对，但什么事情不对，却全然说不上来。他仔细打量这小厅中的陈设家俱，庭中花木，壁上书画，再瞧阿碧、鸠摩智、崔百泉、过彦之四人，什么特异之处都没发现，心中却越来越觉异样，不断寻思盘算。 过了半晌，内堂走出一个五十来岁的瘦子，脸色焦黄，颏下留一丛山羊短须，一副精明能干的模样，身上衣着颇为讲究，左手小指戴一枚汉玉扳指，看来便是慕容府中的管家了。这瘦子向鸠摩智等行礼，说道：“小人孙三拜见各位。大师父，你老人家要到我们老爷墓前去拜祭，实在感激之至。可是公子爷出门去了，没人还礼，太不够恭敬。待公子爷回来，小人定将大师父这番心意转告便是……” 他说到这里，段誉忽然闻到一阵淡淡的香气，心中一动：“奇怪，奇怪。” 先前那老仆来到小厅，段誉便闻到一阵幽雅的香气。这香气依稀与木婉清身上的体香有一点儿相似，虽颇为不同，然而总之是女儿之香。起初段誉还道这香气发自阿碧，也不以为意，可是那老仆一走出厅堂，这股香气就此消失，待那自称孙三的管家走进厅来，段誉又闻到了这股香气，这才领会到，先前自己所以大觉别扭，原来是为了在一个八九十岁老公公身上，闻到了十七八岁小姑娘的体香，寻思：“莫非后堂种植了什么奇花异卉，有谁从后堂出来，身上便带幽香？要不然那老仆和这瘦子都是女子扮的。” 这香气虽令段誉起疑，其实气息极淡极微，鸠摩智等三人半点也没察觉。段誉所以能够辨认，只因他曾与木婉清在石室中经历了一段奇险的时刻，这淡淡的处女幽香，旁人丝毫不觉，于他却铭心刻骨，比什么麝香、檀香、花香还更强烈得多。鸠摩智内功虽然深厚，但一生严守色戒，红颜绿鬓，在他眼中只不过白骨骷髅，香粉胭脂，于他鼻端直如同脓血秽臭，浑不知男人女子体气之有异。 段誉虽疑心孙三是女子所扮，但瞧来瞧去，实无半点破绽，此人不但神情举止全是男人，而形貌声音亦无丝毫女态。忽然想起：“女子要扮男人，这喉结须假装不来。”凝目向孙三喉间瞧去，只见他山羊胡子垂将下来，刚好挡住了喉头。段誉站起身来，假意观赏壁上字画，走到孙三侧面，斜目偷睨，但见他喉头毫无突起之状，又见他胸间饱满，虽不能就此说是女子，但这样精瘦的一个男人，胸间决不会如此肌肉丰隆。段誉发觉了这个秘密，甚觉有趣，心想：“好戏还多着呢，且瞧她怎生做下去。” 鸠摩智叹道：“我和你家老爷当年在中州相识，谈论武功，彼此佩服，结成了好友。没想到天妒奇才，似我这等庸碌之辈，兀自在世上偷生，你家老爷却遽赴西方极乐。我从吐蕃国来到中土，只不过为了故友情重，要去他墓前一拜，有没有人还礼，那又打什么紧？相烦管家领路便是。”孙三皱起眉头，显得十分为难，说道：“这个……这个……”鸠摩智道：“不知这中间有何为难之处，倒要请教。” 孙三道：“大师父既是我家老爷生前的至交好友，自必知道老爷的脾气。我家老爷最怕有人上门拜访，他说来到我们府中的，不是来寻仇生事，便是来拜师求艺，更下一等的，则是来打抽丰讨钱，要不然是混水摸鱼，顺手牵羊，想偷点什么东西去。他说和尚尼姑更加靠不住，尤其是和尚，啊哟……对不住……”说到这里，惊觉这几句话得罪了鸠摩智，忙伸手按住嘴巴。 这副神气却全然是个少女模样，睁着圆圆的眼睛，乌黑的眼珠骨碌碌地一转，虽然立即垂下眼皮，但段誉一直就在留心，不由得心中一乐：“这孙三不但是女子，而且还是个年轻姑娘。”斜眼瞧阿碧时，见她唇角边露出一丝狡狯的微笑，心下更无怀疑，暗想：“这孙三和那老黄明明便是一人，说不定就是那个阿朱姊姊。” 鸠摩智叹道：“世人险诈者多而诚信者少，慕容先生不愿多跟俗人结交，确也是应当的。”孙三道：“是啊。我家老爷遗言说道：如果有谁要来祭坟扫墓，一概挡驾。他说道：'这些贼秃啊，多半没安着好心，定是想掘我坟墓。'啊哟，大师父，你可别多心，我家老爷骂的贼秃，多半并不是说你。” 段誉暗暗好笑：“所谓'当着和尚骂贼秃'，真是半点也不错。”又想：“这贼秃仍半点不动声色，越是大奸大恶之人，越沉得住气。这贼秃真是非同小可的贼秃。” 鸠摩智道：“你家老爷这几句遗言，原很有理。他生前威震天下，结下的仇家太多。有人当他在世之时奈何他不得，报不了仇，在他死后想去动他遗体，倒也不可不防。” 孙三道：“要动我家老爷的遗体，哈哈，那当真是'老猫闻咸鱼'了。”鸠摩智一怔，问道：“什么'老猫闻咸鱼'”？孙三道：“这叫做'嗅鲞啊嗅鲞'，就是'休想啊休想'！”鸠摩智道：“嗯，原来如此。我和慕容先生知己交好，只是在故人墓前一拜，别无他意，管家不必多疑。” 孙三道：“实实在在，这件事小人做不起主，倘若违背了老爷遗命，公子爷回家后查问起来，可不要打折小人的腿么？这样吧，我去请老太太拿个主意，再来回复如何？”鸠摩智道：“老太太？是哪一位老太太？”孙三道：“慕容老太太，是我家老爷的叔母。每逢老爷的朋友们来到，都是要向她磕头行礼的。公子不在家，什么事便都得请示老太太了。”鸠摩智道：“如此甚好，请你向老太太禀告，说是吐蕃国鸠摩智向老夫人请安。”孙三道：“大师父太客气了，我们可不敢当。”说着走进内堂。 段誉寻思：“这位姑娘精灵古怪，戏弄鸠摩智这贼秃，不知是何用意？” 过了好一会，只听得珮环玎珰，内堂走出一位老夫人来，人未到，那淡淡的幽香已先传来。段誉禁不住微笑，心道：“这回却扮起老夫人来啦。”只见她身穿古铜缎子袄裙，腕戴玉镯，珠翠满头，打扮得雍容华贵，脸上皱纹甚多，眼睛迷迷濛濛的，似乎已瞧不见东西。段誉暗暗喝彩：“这小妮子当真了得，扮什么，像什么，更难得的是她只这么一会儿便即改装完毕，手脚之利落，着实令人赞叹。” 那老夫人撑着拐杖，颤巍巍地走到堂上，说道：“阿碧，是你家老爷的朋友来了么？怎不向我磕头？”脑袋东转西转，像是两眼昏花，瞧不见谁在这里。阿碧向鸠摩智连打手势，低声道：“快磕头啊，你一磕头，太夫人就高兴了，什么事都能答允。”老夫人侧过了头，伸手掌张在耳边，以便听得清楚些，大声问道：“小丫头，你说什么，人家磕了头没有？” 鸠摩智道：“老夫人，你好，小僧给你老人家行礼了。”深深长揖，双手发劲，砖头上登时发出咚咚之声，便似是磕头一般。 崔百泉和过彦之对望一眼，均自骇然：“这和尚的内劲如此了得，咱们只怕在他手底走不了一招。” 老夫人点点头，说道：“很好，很好！如今这世界上奸诈的人多，老实的人少，就是磕一个头，有些坏胚子也要装神弄鬼，明明没磕头，却在地下弄出咚咚咚的声音来，欺我老太太瞧不见。你小娃儿很好，很乖，磕头磕得响。” 段誉忍不住嘿的一声，笑了出来。老夫人慢慢转过头来，说道：“阿碧，是有人放了个屁么？”说着伸手在鼻端扇动。阿碧忍笑道：“老太太，不是的。这位段公子笑了一声。”老夫人道：“断了，什么东西断了？”阿碧道：“不是断了，人家是姓段，段家的公子。”老夫人点头道：“嗯，公子长公子短的，好好一位公子，怎会断了开来？”阿碧微微一笑，说道：“老太太耳朵勿灵，讲闲话阿要牵丝扳藤？” 老夫人向着段誉道：“你这娃娃，见了老太太怎不磕头？”段誉道：“老太太，我有句话想跟你说。”老夫人问道：“你说什么？”段誉道：“我有一个侄女儿，最是聪明伶俐不过，可是却也顽皮透顶。她最爱扮小猴儿玩，今天扮公的，明儿扮母的，还会变把戏呢。老太太见了她一定喜欢。可惜这次没带她来向你老人家磕头。” 这老夫人正是慕容府中另一个小丫头阿朱所扮。她乔装改扮之术神乎其技，不但形状极似，而言语举止，无不毕肖，可说没半点破绽，因此以鸠摩智之聪明机智，崔百泉之老于江湖，都没丝毫疑心，不料段誉却从她身上无法掩饰的一些淡淡幽香之中发觉了真相。 阿朱听段誉这么说，吃了一惊，但丝毫不动声色，仍一副老态龙钟、耳聋眼花的模样，说道：“乖孩子，乖孩子，真聪明，我从来没见过像你这么精乖的孩子。乖孩子别多口，老太太定有好处给你！” 段誉心想：“她言下之意要我不可揭穿她底细。”便道：“老夫人尽可放心，在下既到尊府，一切但凭老夫人吩咐。” 阿朱说道：“你听我话，那才是乖孩子啊。好，先对老婆婆磕上三个响头，我决不会亏待了你。” 段誉一怔，心道：“我是堂堂大理国的皇太弟世子，岂能向你一个小丫头磕头。” 阿朱见他神色尬尴，嘿嘿冷笑，说道：“乖孩子，我跟你说，还是向奶奶磕几个头来得便宜。” 段誉一转头，只见阿碧抿着嘴，笑吟吟地斜眼瞅着自己，微微点头。她肤白如新剥鲜菱，嘴角边一粒细细的黑痣，更增俏媚，不禁心中一动，问道：“阿碧姊姊，听说尊府还有一位阿朱姊姊，她……她可是跟你一般美丽俊雅么？”阿碧微笑道：“啊哟，我这种丑八怪算得啥介？阿朱姊姊倘使听得你直梗问法，一定要交关勿开心哉！我怎比得上人家，阿朱姊姊比我齐整十倍。”段誉道：“当真？”阿碧笑道：“骗你做啥？”段誉道：“比你俊美十倍的人，世上绝不会有，除非是……除非是那位玉像天仙。只要跟你差不多，便已是少有的美人了。”阿碧红晕上颊，羞道：“老夫人叫你磕头，啥人要你瞎三话四地讨好我？” 段誉道：“老夫人从前必定也是一位国色天香的美人。老实说，对我有没有好处，我段誉倒也没怎么放在心上，但对美人儿磕几个头，倒也是心甘情愿的。”说着便跪了下去，心想：“既然磕头，索性磕得响些，我对那个洞中玉像已磕了成百上千个头，对一位江南美人再磕上三个头，又有何妨？”当下咚咚咚地磕了三个响头。 阿朱十分欢喜，心道：“这位公子爷明知我是个小丫头，居然还肯向我磕头，可当真难得。”说道：“乖孩子，很好，很好。可惜我身边没带见面钱……”阿碧抢着道：“老太太勿要忘记就是啦，下趟补给人家也是一样。” 阿朱白了她一眼，向崔百泉和过彦之道：“这两位客人怎不向老婆子磕头见礼？”过彦之哼了一声，粗声粗气地道：“你会武功不会？”阿朱道：“你说什么？”过彦之道：“我问你会不会武功。倘若武功高强，姓过的在慕容老夫人手底领死！如不是武林中人，也不必跟你多说什么。”阿朱摇头道：“什么蜈蚣百脚？蜈蚣自然是有的，咬人很痛呢。”向鸠摩智道：“大和尚，听说你想去掘我侄儿的坟墓，你要偷盗什么宝贝啊？” 鸠摩智虽没瞧出她是少女假扮，却也已料到她是装聋作哑，决非当真老得糊涂了，心底增多了几分戒备之意，寻思：“慕容先生如此了得，他家中的长辈自也决非泛泛。”装作没听见“掘墓”的话，说道：“小僧与慕容先生是知交好友，闻知他逝世的噩耗，特地从吐蕃国赶来，要到他墓前一拜。小僧生前曾与慕容先生有约，要取得大理段氏六脉神剑的剑谱，送与慕容先生一观。此约不践，小僧心中有愧。” 阿朱与阿碧对看了一眼，均想：“这和尚终于说上正题啦。”阿朱问道：“《六脉神剑剑谱》取得了怎样？取不到又怎样？”鸠摩智道：“当年慕容先生与小僧约定，只须小僧取得《六脉神剑剑谱》给他观看几天，就让小僧在尊府'还施水阁'看几天书。”阿朱一凛：“这和尚竟知道'还施水阁'的名字，看来此人当非凡庸之辈。”当下假装糊涂，问道：“什么'稀饭水饺'？你要香梗米稀饭、鸡汤水饺么？那倒容易，你是出家人，吃得荤腥么？” 鸠摩智转头向阿碧道：“这位老太太也不知是真糊涂，还是假糊涂，如此拒人于千里之外，岂不令人心冷？” 阿朱道：“嗯，你的心凉了。阿碧，你去做碗热热的鸡鸭血汤，给大师父暖暖心肺。”阿碧忍笑道：“大师父勿吃荤介。”阿朱点头道：“那么不要用真鸡真鸭，改用素鸡素鸭好了。”阿碧道：“老太太，勿来事格，素鸡呒不血的。”阿朱道：“那怎么办呢？” 两个小姑娘一搭一挡，尽是胡扯。苏州人大都伶牙俐齿，后世苏州评弹之技名闻天下，便由于此。这两个小丫头平素本是顽闹说笑惯了的，这时作弄得鸠摩智当真无法可施。 他此番来到姑苏，原盼见到慕容公子后商议大事，哪知正主儿见不着，所见到之人一个个都缠夹不清，若有意，若无意，虚虚实实，令他不知如何着手才好。他略一凝思，已断定慕容老夫人、孙三、黄老仆、阿碧等人，都是意在推搪，既不让自己祭墓，当然更不让进入'还施水阁'观看武学秘籍，眼下不管他们如何装腔作势，自当先将话说明白了，此后或以礼相待，或恃强用武，自己都是先占住了道理，当下心平气和地道：“这六脉神剑剑谱，小僧是带来了，因此斗胆要依照旧约，到尊府'还施水阁'去观看图书。” 阿碧道：“慕容老爷已经故世哉。一来口说无凭，二来大师父带来这本剑谱，我们这里也呒不啥人看得懂，从前就算有啥旧约，自然是一概无效的了。”阿朱道：“什么剑谱？煎鸡脯还是蒸鸭脯？在哪里？先给我瞧瞧是真还是假的。” 鸠摩智指着段誉道：“这位段公子的心里，记着全套六脉神剑剑谱，我带了他人来，就如同是带了剑谱来一样。”阿碧微笑道：“我还道真有什么剑谱呢，原来大师父是说笑的。”鸠摩智道：“小僧岂敢说笑？那六脉神剑的原本剑谱，已在大理天龙寺中为枯荣大师所毁，幸好段公子原原本本地记得。”阿碧道：“段公子记得，是段公子的事，就算是到'还施水阁'看书，也应当请段公子去。同大师父有啥相干？”鸠摩智道：“小僧为践昔日之约，要将段公子在慕容先生墓前烧化了。” 此言一出，众人都是一惊，但见他神色宁定，一本正经，决不是随口说笑的模样，惊讶更甚。阿碧道：“大师父这不是讲笑话吗？好端端一个人，哪能拨你随便烧化？”鸠摩智淡淡地道：“小僧要烧了他，谅他也抗拒不得。”阿碧微笑道：“大师父说段公子心中记得全部六脉神剑剑谱，可见得全是瞎三话四。想这六脉神剑是何等厉害的功夫，段公子倘若当真会得这门剑法，又怎能任由你摆布？”鸠摩智点了