The sunset was darker little by little.
I don’t know how many lights there will be in this mountain village in thousands of years. Now there is no light at night here. However, it is not without any fingers, nor is it without any decoration. The dazzling galaxy in the sky is rotating on the top of the mountain, reflected in the terraced fields, and the backs of a person and a fox on the mountain are still visible.
I didn't find the dark cloud, and I don't know what it was.
After a long time, Lin Jue stopped practicing.
There were a few thunder sounds in the third day, shattering the fox's dream. A chill at dawn, wet the Taoist clothes.
As I said yesterday, today is a rainy day.
When Lin Jue opened his eyes, his eyes were filled with fog, and he could only see the thin beads of water moving in the wind. In the past, the mirror-like terraces and the purple-red gradient sunrise were all gone.
As the sky gets brighter, the world is vast.
Lin Jue sat in the thatched hut.
I never thought that rain and fog had a unique flavor.
Sunny days and dark clouds compete in the sky, and mountain fog and rain water are also compete in the ground. The fog is like a tide. Once the rain stops, it will quickly surge from the bottom of the valley. Once the rain gets heavy, the mountain fog is suppressed by it and sinks into the bottom of the valley as the sound of the forests and leaves. Therefore, a corner of the rain is exposed.
At this time, Lin Jue lowered his head and could see a white fox jumping around in the terraced fields not far below, sometimes catching fish and digging loaches, sometimes stumbled on ducks from unknown families, worry-free and happy.
At this time, there were no crops in the terraced fields, and it was still in the stage of releasing water to raise fields. There were many big and small fish loaches in the fields. It was not the first day that it played in the fields, and it seemed that it would never play enough, which made Lin Jue eat a lot of fish loaches it roasted with the sun spirit fire.
The mountain fog rises and falls, sometimes submerging it, and sometimes presenting it to Lin Jue's eyes.
This scene can also be watched by the immortal for a long time.
"Down and play!"
The sound of a fox suddenly came from below.
"...
"Play!"
The breeze blew, and a sigh of relief, the Taoist in the wooden branch hut had been blown away without a trace, and reached the ridge below.
The Taoist looked down at the fox, the fox looked up at the Taoist,
"look!"
The fox jumped high from the water, drew an arc in the air, and then fell down, and suddenly bit a small fish in his mouth, which was only the size of a finger.
"Um..."
"You come and play, too!"
"I won't play."
"Come and play!"
"I'll watch you play."
Taoist has less childishness, but he also has more patience.
"Let's go!" The fox swallowed the fish in one bite and looked at the terraces diagonally below the clouds and mist. "Let's go to the village made of mushrooms over there to see if we can buy food!"
"That's not just paying for meals? That's someone else's funeral."
"Pay money! Eat!"
The fox's tone was serious and not that easy to convince.
"You-"
"Let's go!" The fox jumped out of the field and jumped onto the ridge of the field. He shook his body slightly, and the mud and water on half of his legs were clean without any dust. "Anyway, I can't find the clouds today. The fox will take you to see the flowers blooming in the fruit tree!"
Although Lin Jue did not agree, he did not object.
He had the intention to come and go.
It just happened to see if the fox’s actions caused trouble yesterday and whether it affected others. If it caused bad effects, it would be solved for others.
So a beautiful and magical little white fox walked in front, along the terraced fields, taking small steps,
He walked and stopped, looked around, and sometimes he looked at whether the Taoist behind him had followed. The narrow ridge and the wet mud that was soaked by the rain could not make it difficult. A Taoist behind him followed slowly, and was not trapped by the narrow mud on the ridge. Two figures were in the fog and in the terraced water.
The mountain is very high. They walked from the top of the mountain to the valley, and the mountain fog was also accumulated below. Each person and the fox walked slowly. Almost every time the mountain fog fell down, the mountain fog retreated a little further.
As time goes by, the rain turns from time to time to time, and the fields below gradually turn from static.
An old man was hunched, wearing a straw raincoat, wearing a straw hat, and slowly moved forward with his hands on his back. He held a buffalo in his hand and walked along the terraced path from the mountain fog. The fog behind him was rising and falling, as if he was leading a wave of fog toward a person and a fox above.
Another woman was barefoot in the field, waving a hoe to dig the soil.
There were also men walking to the field in groups of three or three to check the gaps in the water release and the weeds in the field, and they were talking about it from time to time.
When they meet this person and a fox, they all look at it from the side.
"It's time for spring plowing——"
"Why do they all look at me?"
"I don't know if the general situation in the world is settled at the foot of the mountain-"
"I've become a dog!"
The fox took a step forward and turned into a white dog. He turned his head and looked around, then turned to the Taoist and said, "Before I paid for the food, I met a flowering village!"
The wind blows and the fog leaves, and a village appears faintly.
The customs of the mountain people here are strange, the edges and corners of the house are relatively round, and they like to use very thick thatch as the roof, and they are also more rounded.
The house looks like earthy yellow mushrooms. But after living there for a long time, the moisture in the mountains is much heavier than at the foot of the mountains. A layer of moss will grow on the roof, which looks more green and quiet, and looks more like mushrooms.
The village stone path, drainage troughs on both sides, and the rainfall is rushing.
However, the village is very lively today.
The fox led Lin Jue away, but Lin Jue walked very slowly, and sometimes he could hear the discussions of local villagers.
"Wow!"
"No hurry." Lin Jue said, "In addition, you don't scream at all."
"Wool~"
The fox turned his head and licked the wet fur on his body.
It was scattered, and I stopped here for a while and listened there for a while. Lin Jue knew why the village was bustling today.
One is that someone died in the village yesterday. During the funeral, everyone went to see him off, but there was a girl at the end of the village who actually went there too. This girl was from a poor family and had no relatives and no reason with that family, but she gave her a whole piece of gold as soon as she made a move.
Moreover, I didn't say a word in the whole process, nor did I sit down to have a meal, but instead gave me gifts, took two bowls of meat and left, which was very strange.
After all, it was a funeral, and the visitors were all guests, and there was no reason to reject the guests. Although the family felt something was wrong,
I even suspected that the gold was fake, but I did not question it in public.
Because of his busy schedule, he saw her holding the bowl and left, but he didn't stop her.
It turned out that at night, the gold was real.
The family has always been kind to others, has a good reputation in the village, and has a good heart. They brought gold early this morning and went to find the girl in the rain. They guessed that she didn't know the preciousness of gold, so they wanted to give her part of it so that she could live a better life, but found that she didn't go to their place that day, but had been working at the rich people's house in the village.
"Oh, how could this happen? "The villagers all said that Grandpa Zayo had done good things all his life. At such an old age, he should have enjoyed happiness and was accidentally beaten to death by the one who was taken away by the gods. The gods couldn't stand it, so they turned into Pumei's appearance to give gold to their family!"
"Really or not?"
"It must be! Isn't it all tributes to the gods after taking a bowl of fish and meat?"
"oops--"
There is often a small yard or an open space in front of these mushroom houses that can be used to dry grain. At this time, the rain stopped for a while, and a woman sat on the open space with a short wooden bench and chatted. The pear trees beside the house were covered with snow-white flowers, dotted with bluestone roads and this quiet mountain village.
Lin Jue stood under the tree, as if he was enjoying flowers.
A white dog in front stood in the middle of the road, turned his head and stared at him with a serious look on his face, as if he was urging him to leave quickly, and he didn't hear the women talking about it at all.
Or maybe I could hear it, pretend I couldn't hear it.
Or maybe it is not interested, so it doesn't care.
How can a fox think the same as that of a human? How can a human understand the fox think?
After listening for a long time, Lin Jue took a step.
To be continued...