Strolling up the stone steps, there is a pavilion on the mountainside named "Tingyi". This pavilion is where Bai Juyi and his friends Yuan Zhen and Liu Yuxi played chess, drank wine, tasted tea and discussed poetry in his later years. Se Wujie only took a glance and then walked up from Tingyi Pavilion. He saw a simple and elegant pavilion among the cliffs and cypresses. He stopped and looked up. He saw the golden lacquer half-cylinder on both sides of the door with the title "Le Tian Tang". There was a 44-word couplet engraved on it:
"The West Lake built a white dike, the Dragon Gate opened eight beaches, and the Yuefu poems were satirized to help the world;
Walking on the road, digging garden pool, lying on the stone tower of Fragrant Mountain, drawing silk and bamboo, writing poems on the green mountain, happy to be alone.”
Se Wujie, who wasn't very familiar with painting and literature, came here, but he couldn't help but stop and watch. Each of these 44 words was filled with sword techniques and spells. Every word was gentle and kind, like the hand gestures of friends. With each stroke, the sword momentum increased by an inch, but it did not seem aggressive. It was as if it stopped when it was touched. There was attack and defense in the strokes, and when it was written to the last stroke, all the domineering aura was released. And when he finished writing one word and started writing another, the emotions that were infused into it were completely different. The handwriting was messy, as if he was drunk and waving his sword to relieve the injustice of life. The other was unrestrained, like a man in a bush of flowers, pretending to fall.
Se Wujie was in a daze. It was as if the person who wrote these forty-four words had waved his sword in front of him. That kind of aura, that kind of tenderness, that kind of resentment, that kind of resentment, that kind of feeling of not being recognized, was vividly displayed. When the last stroke of the " body " was drawn, a half-drunk person would naturally fall on his left and right feet. When the last sword was drawn, the sword was pressed against his left foot to support his body. Then, he faced the sky and got drunk. He would rather be the one who was drunk and sober. He was really a heroic and extraordinary person who had left the secular world.
For some unknown reason, the moment he entered the White Garden, Se Wujie's thoughts seemed to have left its scabbard and could not control itself. The illusions that appeared in front of him felt so real and intimate. It was as if he had been the person who wielded the sword in his previous life. Only after a long time did he come back to his senses from that state of mind. He couldn't help but take a deep breath. It seemed to be a sigh, but it also seemed to be a pity. In short, all of this was not something he could control.
At this moment, Se Wujie seemed to have forgotten what he was here for, and his feet involuntarily moved forward. After entering the hall, the white marble statue of Bai Juyi entered his sight. He was dressed in plain clothes and had a dove staff. It was lifelike and had an air of immortality. When he heard Bai Juyi's name, Se Wujie felt so unfamiliar. However, when he saw the statue in front of him, he seemed to have known him before. His indistinct expression was as if he was looking at her.
After leaving Joy Paradise, he walked up the stone stairs to the right and arrived at the tomb area of Pipa Peak. There was a stele tower, a monkshood gate, and a path to the top. In the middle of the green cypress bushes, the circular tomb mound surrounded by low walls made of green bricks was the place where Bai Juyi was resting. There were three tall stone tablets in front of the tomb. One of them was engraved with the words "Tang Shao Fu Bai Cemetery". The tablet was nearly two meters high. On the right side of the tomb, there is a huge stone tablet. It is engraved with the Biography of Mr. Drunken Song. At this point, Lust Wujie's heart ached, and he couldn't help but sit cross-legged in front of the tomb.
Nineteen cypress trees surrounded a jujube tree on the top of the mountain. The prickling of dates symbolized his critical nature. Red dates symbolized the results of his work for the people. Climbing high to look at the tomb, it looked like a lute. The hill where the white tomb was located was the "Qin Box". To the southeast of it was a long fragrant grass tomb path surrounded by neat holly. In the center of the emerald green grass, three "strings" were clearly visible. This was the "curved neck" of the lute. From the tomb path to the left, down to the gentle waist of the peak, there was a quaint nine-turn corridor. The corridor walls were embedded with poems recited by modern poets and the full text of Bai Juyi's "Pipa Song" stone carving.
Se Wujie closed his eyes quietly and heard a voice not far away,""Third Brother Ji and Fifth Brother Liu went to watch the flower show again?”It sounded a little dry. Se Wujie was startled awake and quickly hid behind the cypresses to observe his surroundings. Another voice said," The two of them will go every year. It's no wonder. The nine of us have been here protecting our ancestors since we were young. Decades have passed, and only the annual Peony Festival has something to do. Let them go."”
Se Wujie listened to the direction of the voice and saw two old men walking over from the opposite mountain steps. Both of them held exquisite swords in their hands, and their bodies were slightly thin. They were the same as the two old men he had seen in the crowd. They were the heirs of the Xiangshan Nine Elders. It has guarded the White Garden for generations. The person who asked the question first was called Ru Pu. He had inherited the mantle of Ru Man of Xiangshan Temple, one of the nine elders of Xiangshan Temple. His name was also named after him. Although the Xiangshan Nine Elders had long passed away, the world still called these nine people the Xiangshan Nine Elders, but they themselves treated themselves as servants, even forgetting their original names. The person next to Ru Pu was called Cao Pu. He had inherited the Cao Hu Fruit and was ranked second. As for the two people Se Wujie and Fu Gang saw at the same time, the fat one was Liu Pu, and the thin one was Ji Pu.
"Brother Cao, why don't you join in the fun?"”" To me, being able to accompany my ancestors every day is the happiest thing," Cao Pu said." The noise in the world doesn't suit me."”"If you feel bored, go and take a look. I can stay alone for a while."”"I went there last year too, but there wasn't much to see. I still accompanied Second Brother."”The two of them walked closer as they talked. Se Wujie hid behind a cypress tree, more than ten feet away from them. They gradually approached, heading towards Bai Juyi's grave.
"I think Master Bai was tired of the world back then, so he lived in seclusion here," Cao Pu said. The people in the world were originally kind, but there were also some dirty people. The kind people often could not fight the evil people. If they did not want to be bullied, they had to be the evil people. Who could be as prophetic as the nine masters?”Ru Pu said," Second Brother is right. Master Bai will definitely be silent. Let's go and chat with them."”The grass servant nodded, but he noticed the footprints left behind by Se Wujie.
Ru Pu saw Cao Pu suddenly stop in his tracks and hurriedly said,""What's wrong?" Then, he lowered his head and immediately understood."These footsteps don't look like us nine brothers, and they seem to have just been left behind.”The grass servant nodded." The footprints are sharp and shallow. This person's internal energy is extremely strong. He also uses lightness skills. He must have some ulterior motive for being so sneaky."”As soon as they started talking, the originally free and easy stroll suddenly became full of vigilance.
Se Wujie, who was hiding behind the cypress tree, was stunned. He did not expect these two to be so meticulous. They could determine the strength of the enemy just by looking at their footprints. Moreover, they were speaking with confidence. They did not dare to let the enemy be nearby and deliberately let him hear them. Seeing that the two of them were getting closer and closer, he would definitely be discovered. It was impossible to explain clearly that he had come here in the middle of the night. It was useless to tangle with them, so he wanted to slip away.
He did not expect that in just a short while, his hiding place would be discovered by them. "There's something behind the cypress tree?" the grass servant asked.”"Second Brother asked me to do it," Ru Pu said. When Se Wujie heard this voice, he felt the wind in his ears. When he turned his head slightly, he saw a sharp sword flying towards him at an abnormal speed like an arrow leaving the bow. He was only shocked. Now that he had already used his light body martial arts to escape among the cypress branches, he did not expect this sword to be staring at him. Wherever he fled, he would follow. It was really unbelievable, and his heart was even more frightened.
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