21根雕和尚孙如林逆着门外的光,看不甚分明。但观其轮廓分明是一个妙龄少女!孙如林停下弹琴,用双手揉了揉眼睛,确信不是幻觉。她来了!孙如林欣喜地起身迎了上去。却说那个报信的根雕和尚此时正在寺里一处僻静的耳房中揉搓着一段黑黢黢但又油光闪亮的木棍一样的东西。仔细看才能分辨出是一截老竹根。那是一段一尺许的竹根,竹筋紧密,两端比中间深,想是他常年用两手把摩形成的包浆,隐约泛着一种柔和的 21 root carving monk Sun Rulin against the light outside the door, see not very clear. But its outline is clearly a young girl! Sun Rulin stopped playing the piano, rubbed his eyes with both hands, sure not illusion. She came! Sun Rulin pleased to get up and welcome up. But said that the root carving monk that letter at this time in the temple is a secluded ears rubbing a black but shiny shining wooden stick the same thing. Look carefully to distinguish it is a section of old bamboo roots. It was a stretch of bamboo root, bamboo tendon close, both ends of the middle than the middle, like his perennial with two hands to form a mash, vaguely glowing a soft