I don't know whether it's because the mountain wind is too strong or because he's a little nauseous from being tossed around by He Yue's hook. His pretty face is pale, his eyebrows are lightly knitted, and he looks so sick and weak. He's such a person that I feel pity for.
Lu Siyan's anger instantly decreased by three points after seeing the appearance of Cangyang Jiahe. Just now, it decreased by six points after looking at the picked leaf. The last point was originally a matter of face, but now Cangyang Jiahe begged for mercy.
, the last bit of it disappeared without a trace in an instant, and disappeared together with the autumn wind in the mountain stream. Lu Siyan said angrily: "I told you earlier, isn't it just an old vine? It can't be eaten or used.
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Cangyang Jiahe bowed his head, smiled softly, and thanked Lu Siyan. Lu Siyan and Murong Tong looked at each other, Lu Siyan crossed his fists, and Murong Tong exchanged greetings, and the matter was revealed. Han Yu from Changchun Mansion
Everyone looked shocked, Xiang Qinglu and Feng Zhenming laughed and said nothing. This ending was also expected, but Gu Lianglei and others' expressions did not change from the beginning to the end.
Entering the cave, turning around a long and narrow stone passage, my eyes suddenly lighted up. There was light shining slantingly from above my head. The cliffs on both sides were mottled with moss, leaving traces of them for a long time, as if they had gone through endless years of precipitation. Unconsciously,
Desolate, but far away. This crack in the mountain is more than a hundred feet long. It is not as narrow as the previous cave tunnel. It is enough for three people to walk side by side. The cliffs on both sides stand steeply. The stone path under the feet is flat, which is suitable for walking.
To most of the people, it was almost as if they were walking on flat ground.
When we walked out of the stone road, the light was bright, the breeze was blowing on our face, the fragrance of flowers was fragrant, and the mountains and fields were all green and green. For a moment, people forgot that it was late autumn outside the mountains, and it was such a wonderful place where it felt like spring all year round.
Wan Yi's eyes flashed with surprise and he said with a smile: "This Han Jiang Weng is really good at finding places."
Yan couldn't help but nodded. It was indeed a rare and secluded place. Compared with it, the Utopia was nothing more than this.
It was not the first time for Hu Ji to come here. He was the first to calm down and said with a smile: "Hu has been here before, and he was shocked by the beautiful scenery in front of him. Looking at it now, he still can't hide his envy. Haha, I'm afraid I will come here."
It's been like this several times. It's ridiculous that Hu, who was born and raised here, never knew there was such a wonderland outside Sanzhang Mansion."
You Shaozhi, the eldest son of You in Xiaobi Lake, asked loudly: "Master Hu, does this place have a name?"
"I'm ashamed. Before I came here, Mr. Hu didn't know there was such a secluded place in Chaoyao Mountain, let alone its name. However, Senior Du gave this valley a name, Yuanwai Valley."
"Yuanwaigu? Senior Du, are you planning to become the Yuanwailang of this valley?"
"Haha, no, the word "yuanwai" is the ape character for ape, not the secular Yuanwailang. I guess what Senior Du means is that even apes can't find it here."
"How did he find it even if the monkey couldn't find it?" Lu Siyan muttered.
"It is a rare place in the world that is more likely to breed rare treasures. Everyone, follow me." Hu Ji said loudly, leading the others away.
The exit of the stone path was at the bottom of the valley. When everyone entered the valley, they saw dead leaves that had been left here for who knows how many years under their feet. They were extremely soft when stepped on. Green trees and red flowers were within reach, exuding an intoxicating fragrance. The canopy of trees above their heads covered the sky.
Sunlight falls on the ground through the gaps in the branches. Wherever the light reaches, there are a few small white and yellow flowers blooming carelessly, ignoring the season, blooming at will. There is no road in the forest, but there is movement, and there should be some who don't know how to get there.
The small animals and birds in the mountains here may be afraid of people, so they can only hear the noise, but cannot see their true appearance.
Hu Xingtian was not very familiar with this place. He walked around and stopped to check it out from time to time. People with good eyesight could already see that there was a trace of previous people walking in the forest. It was very subtle. If you are not good at it,
Most experienced Taoists will be dazzled by these prosperous flowers and plants and lose their direction.
The flowers and green trees are dazzling, but there are not many sweet-scented osmanthus trees on Chaoyao Mountain here. There are green bamboos and green pines, broad-leaved trees, and delicate little trees. At a glance, they blend in with each other, making it very peaceful and peaceful.
After walking for about a meal, everyone came out of the dense forest, and suddenly they saw a small stream. The water flowed around the stones and flowed out from the flowers under the trees. Following the stream, there was a larger one.
The pond is six to seven feet in diameter, like a bright mirror. There is a thatched cottage beside the pond. Although it is a little out of the way, it complements the valley. Hu Ji pointed to the thatched cottage and said to the people around him: "Look, everyone, there is
This is Senior Du’s residence.”
"Just that thatched house? Come over and take a look. What's so interesting about these weeds and broken trees?" Lu Siyan urged.
Wan Yi wrinkled his nose, snorted dissatisfied, turned to Cangyang Jiahe and said crisply: "Playing the piano to a cow, sister Cangyang, you should blind him outside, you are too soft-hearted."
Lu Siyan was furious and glared at Wan Yi fiercely. Wan Yi was not to be outdone and stared back fiercely. Gu Lianglei pursed her lips slightly and said silently in her heart, fight, fight... But Lu Siyan looked at it
After Wan Yi waited for a long time, he glanced at Cangyang Jiahe, who had his head lowered and gently closed his eyes, pretending to be asleep, and then resolutely turned his head back, pretending that he had not heard what Wan Yi said.
Lu Siyan was discouraged, Gu Lianglei and Wan Yi sighed in unison, then they looked at each other quickly, smiled, and then turned away neatly, pretending not to see them.
There were awkward looks on each other's faces. Yan Xin just smiled helplessly when he saw this. The name of the third floor was indeed correct.
A group of people arrived in front of the thatched cottage. Outside the thatched cottage, there was an old banyan tree with slanting branches. Half of the body was stretched out to the pond. The water in the pond was clear and reflected the banyan tree, as if there was an identical banyan tree growing under the water.
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Under the banyan tree sat an old man wearing a raincoat and a bamboo hat. His face could not be seen clearly. He could only see his half-white beard swaying gently in the breeze. There was a bamboo basket at his feet and a fishing rod in his hand.
, the fishing line was hanging upside down in the pond, motionless, and the old man was motionless as well, looking like a stone sculpture.
Hu Ji stepped forward and bowed respectfully, then called out with a sincere face: "Mr. Du."
The old man didn't respond. After a few breaths, he suddenly flicked his wrist and swung the fishing line in a semicircle. A half-foot-long small fish jumped out of the pond and landed neatly in the bamboo basket.
Wan Yi stared intently at the old man's withered, dark brown hand holding the fishing rod, and whispered: "What a pure inner energy, Mr. Hanjiang?"
Of all the people around him, only Yanxin had seen Hanjiang Weng, so Wan Yi's question was naturally about Yanxin.