After leaving Zhenyang, I passed by one or two towns, and the hills I saw along the way became more and more. When I was walking on the post road, there were often a continuous mountain in the wilderness in the distance, which was ups and downs as they walked, as if they were walking with them.

It is April, and the solar term is coming to the deep spring. In the green fields, there are peanut trees, orioles and birds flying around, the mountains and flowers are like seas, and the sunny silk is like smoke. At this time, the breeze blowing through the spring fields brings up countless flowers and herbs, mixed into a mellow and fragrant sweet wine, and comes to the pedestrians in the smoky scenery.

The first time he walked happily in the spring, this young man who used to work for life understood for the first time why the reading texts often said "Spring scenery is like poetry, and spring light is like wine." In the past, he always thought that this was just a lyricist for essays. But the spring scenery is as old as before. When he has gradually escaped from the sad years and completely relaxed his heart, he can truly appreciate the moving parts of the spring smoke scene, and praise the ancients for not bullying me.

Gradually, as we walked far, it was difficult to meet other pedestrians on the way. At this time, the post road had gradually turned northwest and slowly meandered into a tall and continuous mountain. It seemed that it would take a long mountain road to reach a crowded place.

Walking into the mountains, the spring scenery is different. In the quiet spring mountains, birds and birds sing in the empty sky; in the uninhabited wild paths, flowers fall by themselves. Occasionally, the mountain wind blows by, and the flowers float like rain on those unknown trees.

Not long after walking, Xingyan, Qiongzi and Xueyi were covered with pink or white petals.

On the mountain path with branches slanting across the mountain, there were many colorful butterflies flying gracefully, attracting the lively little girl to run away from Xing Yan Xueyi and the others, trying hard to follow the butterfly's flying figure. And these elves among the flowers, their figures were floating, which attracted Xiao Qiong's light figure, just like the butterfly dancing among the flowers.

Looking at the happy figure of the little girl, Xingyan felt a little emotional. About a year ago, there was also such a bright spring scenery in the mountains and fields, but this little girl who was as pure as crystal clear as a crystal, had to join the birds and beasts in the mountains, silently enduring that she could not understand.

A year is enough to change the fate and mood of many people. At this time, the young man in Raozhou in the brilliant spring cannot understand no matter what. Why was he able to bear the heart that day and really left such a girl who was determined to rely on himself in the Luoyang Mountains where the bamboo shadows were deep. Perhaps, it should have a certain reason for his own actions at that time; but now, no matter how he thinks, he always feels incredible.

As he thought about it, the boy began to be confused again:

"Are I really a bad guy sometimes?"

Just as Xing Yan was feeling guilty, the woman next to him who had been following him silently couldn't help but open her lips and ask:

"Master, are you a little tired?"

After hearing Xueyi's question, Xingyan immediately woke up from his devout repentance, calmed down and said with a smile:

"Ha~No. I'm just thinking about some of the things that happened to Qiong in the past."

After saying that, he looked at the woman next to him. Only then did he realize that the shoulders of Kou Xueyi's bun were covered with flowers; the colorful fallen flowers added a bit of charm to the cold ice and snow spirit. Seeing this, Xingyan couldn't help but exclaim:

"Xueyi, you are the most like the fairy among the flowers at this time!"

So the girl's face became a little pink.

The little girl who was busy rushing to the butterfly heard her brother praise Sister Xue Yi, and hurriedly jumped to the boy. While following the steps, she pulled his sleeve and asked anxiously:

"Where are me?"

"You..."

Xingyan tilted his head, thought for a while, then tapped Qiong's pink nose and smiled:

"Qionghu, you are the most like a little elf who can't even get rid of your brother!"

"Really? That's great!"

After listening to the brother's comment, Xiao Qiong's confidence surged and shouted with a crisp voice:

"See how you get rid of me!"

Then he opened his arms and continued to chase the butterfly just now!

Just as the tireless little sister was chasing butterflies, somehow woke up, she suddenly mentioned the matter of picking branches and weaving garlands with her friends when she was a child. As soon as she finished speaking, she immediately realized that she had a broken word. She had just apologized to the girl beside her, but she saw that she was already smiling, as if the spring breeze had passed, and then she relaxed her long sleeves. She didn't know how much magic power she used, but gathered the messy fallen leaves and flying flowers beside the mountain road, condensed into a pink and green garland out of thin air.

Carefully holding the flower crown, worshipping Xingyan, and then the ice and snow fairy asked softly:

"Xueyi's craftsmanship is crude, I wonder if I can share the same idea?"

So after a moment, the three people from Shangqing Sihaitang on the Chunshan Road all walked in their flowers.

Just joking and making fun all the way. Although the journey was not quiet, time passed quickly without realizing it. When Xingyan and the other two walked out of the tall mountain that stretched for more than ten miles, the sky had already darkened completely. Although the dusk was heavy, it was still in the wilderness, with no villages or shops in front of them, Xingyan had to bite the bullet and lead the two girls to continue moving forward.

Fortunately, the stars and moon in the sky are shining brightly, illuminating the road in front of you very clearly, and you don’t expect to notice any pitfalls falling. As for other wilderness beasts, they are not within Xingyan’s consideration. After all, I have not had no time to practice this year. Now, I am lucky that these ordinary beasts do not provoke them on their own initiative.

After walking for a while, I saw a temple squatting beside the mountain not far ahead. With the bright moonlight, Xingyan narrowed his eyes and saw three words engraved on the plaque bricks in the temple: "Mountain God Temple".

"Okay, here is where we three are staying!"

With a full of energy, the brave boy walked towards this unknown desert temple with two girls who were also unaware of what they were.

When I walked to the temple, I saw a ray of fire leaking from the cracks in the dilapidated mountain gate. I was alert to push the temple gate and found that there were seven or eight ragged old beggars gathered in this inconspicuous mountain temple.

These beggars with turbid vision are now sharing the remaining soups and scorches from begging during the day under the glimmer of half-cut candlelight. It seems that this dilapidated mountain temple is the shelter for these poor people.

Hearing the sound of the door, three neatly dressed boys and girls suddenly saw three neatly dressed boys and girls breaking in. These beggars who were silently drinking the soup in the clay pot were immediately shocked, and their eyes showed a look of vigilance.

Xingyan was also shocked when he suddenly saw these many people appearing in front of him. However, when he glanced at him, he immediately realized that the people in front of him were just poor beggars and should be harmless. So soon, the young men who had been accustomed to walking at the bottom of the market since childhood soon became accustomed to these beggars and refugees. These poor beggars who were in a deserted temple were very afraid and restrained when they saw Xingyan and others, but after hearing him speak for a while, they found that this well-dressed young man seemed to be very familiar with the affairs of the market, and naturally showed a sense of affinity in the intercourse of words. So these poor people put aside their restrained and aweful heart and plucked up their courage to answer his words.

The two girls who came with Xingyan were always unacceptable to talking to strangers, so they hid behind the boy without saying a word.

After chatting for a while, Xingyan felt so sad when he saw the clothes of these begging people were worn out. He also saw that the soup for late-eating in the broken jars in front of them had been sucked to a drop, and he felt even more sad. Back then, he often suffered such hunger and hardship; now he saw it, he was simply empathetic.

So without saying much, he untied the package behind him, placed the round parcel he bought in the market town yesterday on the blue brick floor in front of him, and said he wanted to cook it for everyone to eat. He heard what he said, these beggars squatted in a circle and watched curiously how he fiddled with it.

Just as everyone was puzzled, Xingyan took the broken candle, lit the bottom of the pack like a felt ball, and then placed it on the blue brick floor and let it burn itself.

After a while, these inexplicable beggars smelled in surprise, and a scent of flesh was floating out of the flame in front of them!

Finally, when the items wrapped outside burned out, everyone with anticipation saw a "sizzling" roast chicken lying in the few white ashes on the ground in front of them!

It turned out that the young man's dry food was just a new thing. In this package, it was originally a fat half-cooked roast chicken. It was pre-marinated with salt and other seasonings, so it would not be distorted for a while. Then the store wrapped it with specially selected dry bark and red thatch, and made it into a finished product. When eaten, as long as there are star-stewed fire, it is easy to roast a fat roast chicken, just like it has just been released, and it is especially suitable for travelers to enjoy it on the way.

At that time, as soon as he saw this fresh item in the store, Xingyan immediately decided to buy one for dry food. Now, it was just in handy for these hungry people to enjoy.

Of course, I never dreamed that I could eat such delicious beggars, and I was grateful for it for a while. After a few chews and swallows slowly, these poor people who were full of gratitude automatically gathered at the dilapidated mountain gate, and used their hunched bodies to block the cold evening breeze blowing from the mountains for these kind-hearted young children.

Seeing them like this, Xingyan was frightened and refused several times, but in the end he could not resist the kindness of these beggars. He had to lean against the warm divine case with some gratitude, and began to doze.

"Ah, we poor people are actually very easy to satisfy..."

In the contemplation of the boy, these people who met by chance had to spend a peaceful and warm night in this lonely temple in the vast mountains.

However, when the night was deep and the moon shadow penetrated into the temple gate gradually grew and moved eastward, the boy, who was half-dream and half-awake, suddenly caught a strange sound:

In the unknown empty light outside this dark temple, it seemed like someone was running around in the dark, as if he was extremely disturbed and busy, but it seemed completely silent!

While trying to listen, the abnormal movements that came from the wind tail suddenly stopped; so just now the sound of the forest leaves that seemed to be separated by a thin film, and the sound of mountain birds singing at night came into the boy's ears again and again and extremely clearly.

"What's going on?"

Just when Xingyan was shocked and suspicious, he heard a harsh and strange sound about four or five miles away in his extremely spiritual auricular pinnacles and laughed wildly:

"Haha! Tonight I have accumulated merits to purify this world and remove a few turbid fetals!"

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