Counterattack 1988

Chapter 1618 The Biggest Secret
Baiyun Mountain is one of the famous mountains in southern Guangdong. It has been known as "the first beauty of Yangcheng" since ancient times.The mountain is quite wide and consists of more than 30 peaks. It is the branch of Jiulian Mountain, the highest peak in Lingnan Province.

This mountain is not very high. The main peak, Moxingling, is 382 meters high. Because it is not high, it has beautiful scenery, and it is also in the urban area of ​​Baiyun. There is an endless stream of people.

According to legend, Ge Hong, a native of the Jin Dynasty, once practiced alchemy in Baiyun Mountain and wrote the Taoist masterpiece "Baopuzi".

In 1938, Baiyun Mountain suffered a catastrophe. The Taoist temples on the mountain were looted, and all the trees on the hills were destroyed. Only the "Tiannan No. [-] Peak" archway and the ruins of some temples remained.

After liberation, many scenic spots were newly built, and the cable car was opened in 86, attracting many tourists.

Lin Xiaoxiao and Wang Lin entered the scenic spot by car, instead of driving up the mountain, they took the cable car up the peak.

The cable car goes up slowly.

In late spring, the weather is clear and the mountains are surrounded by white clouds, which is a spectacle, and the name of Baiyun Mountain comes from this.

Wang Lin was watching the beautiful scenery, and the cable car had arrived.

Lin Xiaoxiao took Wang Lin for a walk, and many stone tablets appeared in front of him.

"Is this forest of steles?" Wang Lin said, "I heard that there is a forest of steles built in Huacheng. It's on Baiyun Mountain, but I haven't been there before."

"Yeah! You are really good, you know everything!" Lin smiled and said, "This is the old Baiyun Temple. The old temple was destroyed and a forest of steles was built. It just opened here!"

"Oh, take me to see the forest of steles, learn the poems and songs left by the ancients, and chant articles."

"Hey!" Lin smiled and said, "Are you also interested in these things?"

Wang Lindao: "Yeah? You're interested too? Can't tell!"

Lin Xiaoxiao pouted her lips: "In your eyes, am I a person who doesn't understand anything? Maybe I only know how to play?"

Wang Lindao: "That's not true, you are very good at doing business."

Lin smiled and said: "Bohemian is just my appearance, literary and artistic sensibility is my inner heart!"

"..."

If you take the literal meaning of the word and see the word forest of steles and directly associate it with the cold and hard stone stele and the inscriptions, it is a big mistake.

The forest of steles in Huacheng is different from the stereotyped stereotype we get from the forest of steles in Chang'an or any other place.

The forest of steles here has no walls, is not in the city center, or even in the city, but on the mountain.Absolutely different from other well-known and unknown forests of steles in China, the Forest of Steles in Huacheng is a mountain forest with more trees than steles.

The forest of steles is in the depression near the top of Baiyun Mountain.It is a concrete realization of the imaginary realm where there are temples in the mountains and gods in the temples.In the past, this place was indeed a temple. After the temple was destroyed and abandoned, after several twists and turns, the forest of steles was finally built.

This piece of forest buildings built on the basis of the temple ruins spreads throughout the valley from bottom to top. The leisurely courtyards and undulating stele corridors scattered under tall tree crowns and vines seem to be ideal and imaginative. The Zen painting in the painting.

It is not necessary to study the words on the steles, but the environment in which these steles are located is enough to make people nostalgic.In such an environment, all steles, no matter what dynasty they wrote, have now become symbols of the harmonious companionship between man and nature in terms of form.

Follow the mountain to a slightly flat place in the valley, there is a big tree outside the door, and a shaded courtyard inside the door.

Here, vines are like snakes, wrapping around the monument; leaves are like umbrellas, covering the monument.

As soon as you enter the courtyard, there are corridors connecting each height, and there are lotus tanks and goldfish ponds; exquisite loops, carved beams and painted buildings, and they are in harmony with the surrounding mountains and forests.

Wang Lin was secretly amazed, and unconsciously felt that he had entered the ideal Taoyuan.

From the temple not far away, there was the melodious sound of bells and drums, adding a bit of tranquility to the garden.

Wang Lin was wearing a shirt. He was a little hot when he walked all the way just now, but after entering here, he felt cool all over his body, as cool as if the air conditioner was turned on.

He was looking at the inscription on the stele.

The lettering is flying and flying, which is cursive calligraphy.

Wang Lin could only roughly recognize some characters, and he was ashamed.

In such an environment, one can't help but feel at ease, at ease in the pen and ink, and in the silence of the complete integration of man and nature.

For a moment, Wang Lin had the idea of ​​staying and not leaving.

With this idea in mind, he immediately began to imagine every detail of the day, night, morning and evening when he lived here, the infiltration of the mountain forest atmosphere and the superb enjoyment between every light and shadow.

He seems to be in a daydream, and everything can be seen, even touched, both real and illusory, and he can't bear to linger.

At this time, Lin Xiaoxiao shouted, pulling him back from the illusion to reality.

"Mr. Du, hello! I'm bringing a friend to visit you."

Lin Xiaoxiao, who was always out of shape, became incomparably dignified at the moment, even putting away the playfulness on her face, and stood respectfully in front of an old man, bending her waist slightly.

It was the first time Wang Lin saw him like this, he couldn't help being surprised, and looked at the old man surnamed Du.

This person has no beard, he is thin, not very tall, only about 1.7 meters, although he does not have the bones of a fairy, but from his external temperament, it can be seen that this is a person with some knowledge, and his clothes are also Very casual, if you look at people regardless of temperament, he is like a primary school principal who teaches and farms in the countryside.

But the temperament of this old man is different. It is said that there is a poetic spirit in his belly. This is true. A learned person looks different from a trafficker.

Standing beside Lin Xiaoxiao, Wang Lin smiled at the old man, "Hello, Mr. Du. We took the liberty to disturb you."

The old man was amiable, without airs at all, and smiled slightly: "Don't learn to smile, call me Du Qing! Names are called by people. You are Mr. Wang Lin who mentioned to me with a smile?"

"Yes, I'm Wang Lin." Wang Lin thought to himself, wondering what is the relationship between Lin Xiaoxiao and this Du Qing?And why did you bring me to see him?

Du Qing said: "Please sit over there!"

Wang Lin asked: "Old Du, how many steles are there?"

Du Qing said: "300 yuan."

Wang Lindao: "It's a big project, and engraving a stele is a very difficult job."

Du Qing said with a smile: "I didn't carve these steles, I'm just a gardener."

Lin smiled and said, "Wang Lin, before Mr. Du retired, he was a professor in the Department of Landscape Architecture of the university. Baiyun Mountain used to be managed by his department. After Mr. Du retired, he lived in seclusion here."

Wang Lin snorted, and followed Du Qing to a small courtyard.

There are birdsong, flowers, and the fragrance of trees and grass.

There are stone tables and chairs in the courtyard.

The three of them sat down on the stone chairs.

There is a Go board on the stone table.

Du Qing looked at Wang Lin: "Can you play chess?"

Wang Lindao: "A little bit."

Du Qing said: "Okay, let's play the next game."

In such a quiet environment, Wang Lin also came to Yaxing, and accompanied Du Qing to play chess.

Playing Go requires a lot of concentration. Wang Lin rarely plays Go, and needs more time to think when playing Go.

When he came back to his senses, he found that Lin Xiaoxiao was gone.

Du Qing said: "Don't worry about her, let's play chess."

Wang Lin nodded and continued to think.

Du Qing said: "Go is just like life. Every chess confrontation is fair, and every step is full of choices and wisdom, danger and success. The linked butterfly effect is like the rope that wears a necklace. Simple survival, Look at the big picture, don't regret what you do, and do what you do to win!"

Wang Lin looked at him in surprise: "Old Du, you don't look like a gardener."

Du Qingdao: "The middle-aged man is quite good at Taoism, and he lives in Baiyun Mountain. When you are free to take advantage of the scenery to see nature, it is difficult to realize a little regret in life."

Wang Lindao: "Mr. Du, are you practicing Taoism here? Then you must be a master!"

Du Qing said: "Tao is not art. I'm just getting a glimpse of the way, and I can't be called an expert."

Wang Lindao: "I don't know how to play chess, I just know how to play chess."

Du Qing said: "It's good to play according to your heart! The real way to play according to your heart is the pinnacle of power. If the chess is well laid out, someone will come to play. If life is a game of chess, then your playing skills seem to be orderly, but in fact they are a bit chaotic .”

Wang Lin was stunned: "Really? Du Lao, can you read my life story from my chess pieces?"

Although Du Qing was getting old, his eyes were piercing. His sharp eyes stared at Wang Lin, seeming to have doubts. He raised his head and looked up at the sky. sunshine.

"Mr. Wang Lin, I have seen countless people in my life, and I ask myself how good at reading faces, but I can't see your face clearly." Du Qing said seriously.

"What do you mean by that?" Wang Lin asked.

Du Qingdao: "Appearance is born from the heart. The appearance mentioned here refers to reality, that is, your actions and all the practical things you do."

Wang Lindao: "I can understand. There is no form in the world, and form is produced by the mind. What can be seen is actually not a thing, and what can be felt is actually not a thing."

Du Qingdao: "But when I look at you, you can't help your heart, you can't help your heart, you can't help your heart."

Wang Lin was shocked suddenly!
Could it be that Du Qing is really a worldly expert?

What did he see?
Du Qingdao: "Before seeing people's appearance, listen to their voices first. Before listening to their voices, first observe their actions. Before observing their actions, first observe their hearts. But I will observe your hearts and your thoughts." Okay, I looked at you, but found that the three are difficult to unify. It’s like a Maotai wine bottle, but there is a pot of strong tea.”

Wang Lin was even more shocked!

He said calmly: "Old Du, what does this mean? Am I a painted skin? Or a wolf in sheep's clothing?"

Du Qing said: "Of course not! I just think that with Mr. Wang Lin's heart, he can be worthy of a better skin and face."

Wang Lindao: "Appearance is innate, but inner cultivation is acquired. I can make my heart stronger, but I can't change my outer appearance."

Du Qing just shook his head, thinking, and said, "No, no! It's so strange!"

Wang Lin's surface was calm, but his heart was turbulent.

No one has ever seen through his biggest secret!
Even Li Wenxiu, the person next to him, who slept with him for more than seven years, didn't know his secret!

Who the hell is Du Qing?

What did he see through Wang Lin?
(End of this chapter)