After Lu Xian finished speaking, he was silent for a long time, and then pretended to be casual and said, "There are mountains in Nanyang, right?"
Lu Yun had already surveyed the border terrain: "Well, the Funiu Mountains are 800 miles long, and the Tongbai Mountains are 300 miles long. The two are connected, and after crossing the Huai River, we will reach Nanyang."
Lu Xian acted as if he was shocked and delighted: "There really is a mountain? The Master is truly the living Buddha, I got it right!"
Lu Yun looked at his second brother's exaggerated performance expressionlessly.
Lu Xian was slightly embarrassed by his third brother's refusal to cooperate. His third brother was very perceptive. When Lu Yun did not say anything, Lu Xian also realized that he had overreacted. His face was flushed, and Lu Xian tried to save the unreliable impression he left on his third brother: "Because I was worried about you, I asked the master in Jianchu Temple to tell your fortune. The master said that you will have a disaster this year, and it is a death disaster. The way to solve it is to tell you not to go near the mountains, remember this."
Jianchu Temple is the first Buddhist temple in Jianye today, and its reputation is no less than Kaishan Temple in Zhongshan, which Lu Yun and Luo Lingyu had visited before. Lu Xian said that he went to Jianchu Temple to ask the master to tell his fortune, which was strange but also reasonable.
Lu Sanlang tilted his head, glanced at his second brother, and said jokingly, "Fortune telling? For me? What's wrong with you these days? Everyone is either asking for talismans or asking for divinations?"
Buddhism was introduced from India, and originally Buddhist disciples did not need to learn fortune-telling. However, when in Rome, do as the Romans do. In order to serve believers from all over the world, Buddhist masters all learned the skill of fortune-telling.
Luo Lingyu was better, not really believing it, mostly for peace of mind. And Lu Erlang's fanatical look... In Lu Sanlang's view, these monks were used to deceive fools like his second brother.
Lu Erlang was anxious and said with a sullen face, "Sanlang, don't take it lightly! It's better to believe it than not to believe it! The master said that your fate is incompatible with mountains, so he told you not to get close to mountains. You should listen to me."
Lu Yun's face was calm.
After a long time, Lu Xian still did not change his words. Lu Sanlang sighed and said slowly: "My name and surname belong to the element of fire. Adding the eight characters of my birth date, I can infer that my fate is Yin Fire. Fire burns wet wood, and thick smoke rises without taking shape. I am suppressed in my heart. I appear calm on the surface, but I am turbulent inside. I am broken every day but never broken. This fate is heartless. If I am not sick and weak, then I will have no parents and no children. My parents died early, which is in line with this hexagram. My fate is full of misfortunes and difficulties, but power and wealth are common things for me, so I should have everything in my life."
Lu Yun raised his eyebrows: "Second brother, am I right?"
Lu Jilang: “…”
Lu Erlang was stunned by what he heard, and stared at Lu Yun in amazement. He used the master as an excuse, of course, to persuade his third brother not to get close to any mountain. Before Lu Xian could think of a better way, he could only think about the details. Although according to past experience, when one difficulty is not solved, another difficulty will arise. But in Lu Xian's dream, Lu Yun was in trouble and it snowed heavily. Even in Nanyang, it would still be several months before it snowed heavily... During these months, Lu Erlang had time to think about how to solve the problem.
I just feel uneasy and hope that if I don't get close to the mountain, Lu Saburo won't die.
Who knew Lu Yun would give such a long speech!
Lu Erlang realized belatedly that he had forgotten that Lu Yun was a famous scholar of the time and that he had learned a lot of metaphysics. He had made a fool of himself by talking about fortune-telling in front of Lu Yun.
Seeing his second brother's pale face, Lu Sanlang chuckled. Standing at the door, the starlight was dim, and the young man's face was half bright and half dark in the shadows, with deep contours. Lu Erlang listened to this nonsense and continued in a low voice: "And the mountain that the second brother is talking about should be earth. In the five elements, fire produces earth, how can there be a saying of mutual restraint?"
Lu Xian said in a deep voice: "Fire produces earth? Yes, you have indeed made others prosperous, but who can make you prosperous? I only care about my brother. How is the mountain? Is it good or bad? How can I care? Sanlang, do you think I am only talking to you about the mountain?"
Lu Yun was silent for a moment, and lowered his eyes: "...Ah, I am narrow-minded. Second brother is right."
Lu Sanlang lowered his brows and listened carefully to Lu Xian's teachings. However, Lu Xian's words became more and more strange. Not only did he tell him not to get close to the mountains, but he also said that he was incompatible with water. When he was in the north, he should not go out on snowy days. Lu Sanlang didn't know whether to laugh or cry. Earth and water were incompatible. How did he live for so many years? The young man raised his eyelids and saw Lu Erlang talking nonstop. He was getting more and more complicated: "... When you get to the border, no matter if you are in Nanyang or somewhere else, you must write to me every day to explain what you are doing. Remember, one letter a day, and you can't miss it for a day! If you miss it for a day, I will go to the border to find you immediately. Sanlang, you don't want me to follow you all the time, do you?"
Lu Yun touched his nose and smiled awkwardly. In a sense, he was really afraid of his second brother.
Lu Yun argued for himself: "There's no need to write letters every day..."
He walked out of the shadows, his steps were slow, his robes fluttering, like snow in the night, he looked so energetic. Lu Erlang looked up at him, and was about to say something earnestly, when he suddenly saw something on Lu Yun, and his face changed slightly. Lu Yun bent down along Lu Erlang's line of sight, and saw that Lu Xian was staring at a purse between the jade pendant hanging around his waist.
Lu Xian's voice trembled: "This purse, this purse...you are wearing it now?! When did you wear it?"
He remembered clearly that in his dream, when Lu Yun died, he was holding this purse in his hand. When Cousin Luo saw the purse, her face changed... This feeling frightened Lu Xian, as if everything in reality would really lead to the result in his dream.
Lu Yun thought for a moment, took off the purse from his waist, and said, "What's wrong with the purse? This was given to me by Lingyu. She must have embroidered it herself."
Lu Xian actually didn't know the secret of the purse.
He only remembered the few words Lu Yun wrote in blood -
I will repay your words for thousands of years, my love for you is as unshakable as a mountain.
Every word pierced his heart, like a magnified death, coming with the wind and snow, blowing towards his face, making Lu Erlang look panic-stricken.
After a long while, Lu Xiancai managed to calm down and said, "You can wear this purse. It's no problem..."
Lu Yun observed his second brother for a long time, but he didn't believe what Lu Xian said. Lu Yun lowered his head and played with the purse in his hand, touching every thread on the purse with his fingertips. He touched it for a long time, and his fingertips stayed on the fragrant orchid embroidery on the purse, as if he had found something. Lu Erlang looked over and saw that the third brother thought for a moment and then opened the purse.