The sun is shining and the fog has dispersed, making it a good day for hiking.
Some guests who had stayed at the foothill inn for a long time finally made it to this day. Fearing that the white clouds would change suddenly and the clouds and fog would cover them again in a short while, they hurriedly packed their luggage and prepared to climb the mountain. After settling the price, I threw the money at the counter and ran out the door.
The innkeeper was so busy that he was sweating profusely. He had heard early in the morning that there was a glow in the east and that today was a good day for hiking, so he hurried back from Shuanghua City to settle the price himself. Seeing a lot of white money being thrown into his hands, his face almost broke out with laughter. With this money, I can stay at Fengyue Dojo in Shuanghua City for several months.
Pilgrims file into Fanke Mountain. If you look down from a high place, you will see this extremely spectacular scene. The dark crowd spread up the thousands of stone steps like a roiling flood, as if they were not going up the mountain to burn incense, but to attack the city.
Of course, not all the people who climb the mountain come from a small inn. Most people come from mediocre families and cannot afford to live in an inn, so they build a hut anywhere at the foot of the mountain. The temporary thatched cottage is effortless and inexpensive, but it may be a bit difficult to live in. But the piety of these people who really want to worship the Buddha is unimaginable. They regard living in poverty as a kind of penance. Therefore, although they are suffering, they are happy and happy in poverty.
But there was a mountaineer who was so poor that he couldn't afford to live in an inn or even a thatched cottage. He was young and angry, so he had to live in the snow for several nights. Some kind-hearted people couldn't stand it anymore and were afraid that he would freeze to death in the snow, so they invited him to live in a thatched cottage, but he was rejected. After several kind invitations, he was still rejected and no one paid any attention to him.
This climber was dressed like a beggar. His summer clothes covered his body, and he was exposed in tatters. His skin was all blue and purple from the cold. Only his face was completely different. Although he was not handsome, he was full of heroism and temperament.
As soon as he climbed the mountain, he attracted a lot of people's attention. Not because he looked poor, but because he carried a huge unsheathed sword on his back, which was incompatible with his skinny figure.
Many people believed that he was a charlatan who had fallen into disrepute. Because the most common thing this man said while sleeping in the snow was "I am practicing."
The four words "I am practicing" not only spread throughout the entire inn, but even reached Frost Flower City. Almost every day, people with good intentions come from Shuanghua City, just to see with their own eyes the strange man who lies in the snow all day long.
But looking at his climbing pace now, he looks like an ordinary person. There is neither the qi lifting of martial artists nor the so-called "one breath of true qi flowing for millions of miles" as qi warriors say. And after walking for a long time, he became more and more tired, panting and wiping the sweat from his forehead. Some tough old men could walk as fast as flying and soon surpassed him.
"My dear, stop crawling. I'm going to take a break!"
He simply lay down on the stone steps, like a long worm, and the crowd that was forced to carry him up were forced to move to both sides when they saw him, like a huge stone that was the mainstay.
If it hadn't been for the seductive letter written by the man who had been stabbed a thousand times, he wouldn't have bothered to come to this miserable place. He's only been here for half an hour, and he's already so exhausted. If I climb to the top, my legs will be paralyzed?
Is this something that a human can do?
He swore angrily and wanted to climb up before dark. He stood up squirmingly and trudged forward with legs as heavy as lead.
Suddenly, the crowd became excited and quickly dispersed to both sides.
He couldn't dodge and didn't want to dodge. He just wanted to see what was happening behind him, so he looked back.
It doesn't matter if you look at it, but you will be dumbfounded at first sight. Four strong servants were carrying a walking stick, and there was a person sitting on it. Looking at the figure through the hanging gauze curtain, she must be a woman.
I thought that walking up a thousand stone steps was perverted enough, but I didn’t expect that there would be something even more perverted, climbing a mountain on a chariot!
One of the servants carrying the carriage shouted to the crowd like he was trying to scare away chickens: "Give way, give way! Don't you even have eyes?"
While the crowd was trying to avoid it, they all began to whisper, "What are you pretending to be?" Still riding up the mountain, with some status and bad money, is it a big deal?
The poor boy with the sword on his back stared blankly at the graceful figure behind the purple gauze curtain, and began to imagine her figure and appearance in his mind. She must be a beauty, right?
He was stunned on the spot, but he didn't know that he had blocked Bu Chu's way.
The man carrying the carriage was already panting from exhaustion and in an extremely bad mood. He thought to himself why he had to do such a hard job. He was already very angry, but now that someone was blocking his way again, he finally couldn't stand it any longer and scolded his mother directly. Said: "Get out of here, you mother! You are a dog with no eyes. Your parents are dead? You dare to block my way?"
The dark crowd suddenly became excited. It was not a big deal to watch the excitement, and pairs of eyes looked at this poor boy who was humiliated and scolded.
Many people envied the sword behind his back and thought he would strike like a charlatan.
But he took a step forward, his eyes directly ignoring anyone and staring curiously at the person behind the gauze curtain.
"Sister, come out, why are you hiding? Let me pamper you and make me happy, and I will accept you."
The face of the man carrying the chariot changed greatly, "You uneducated bitch, if you dare to say another word, believe it or not, I will cut out your dog's tongue!"
He smiled instead of angry, his eyes still staring at the figure behind the gauze curtain, his smile bright, "Sister, come out."
The gauze curtain was actually opened at a corner, and a cold word came out, "Kneel down, shake your butt at me, bark like a dog a few times, and I will consider letting you live."
The next second, everyone was shocked by this frivolous man's behavior.
He took off a smelly shoe, threw it hard, and smashed it into the chariot.
A shrill scream came from inside.
Someone yelled, "There's blood! There's blood!"
There was a huge commotion in the crowd.
The poor guy who was the culprit took this opportunity to quietly squeeze out of the crowd, shake his head and climb the mountain.
Damn it, who cares who you are?
If I am in a bad mood, even the Jade Emperor will have to bear the power of my ten-thousand-year gas bomb!
On Fanke Mountain, at the glazed archway, two people were standing.
A woman holding a cat, and a man with golden eyes wearing a sword.
The woman seemed a little reluctant. She wanted to accompany the unloved little girl, but she was forcefully dragged over by this man, saying that she wanted to wait for a friend.
But what's the result? I have been waiting for most of the day. I have been standing here since I had dinner in the morning. I have been waiting and waiting. It is already three o'clock in the day and I haven't even seen a single person. Looking down the mountain, I saw all the black heads, which was disturbing to look at.
Sensing her resentment, Geliu comforted her, "Just wait a little longer. It should be here soon."
"You have said this a dozen times." Wang Sizhi said coldly, full of anger.
In fact, if she had just waited for someone for a long time, she really wouldn't be so angry. But she had been feeling angry in her heart. She went to stay with the little girl last night, and secretly came back in the middle of the night to see what he was doing. It turned out that this perverted man secretly read pornographic love letters while she was away last night. It was a joy to read. I almost laughed like a pig.
The beauty was put to his mouth without even eating it, and he flipped through several shabby books all day long.
If she were a man and he was a woman, she would have slept with him countless times.
This kind of man should be alone for the rest of his life!
Seeing how angry she was, Guiliu glanced at her and joked: "This temper is amazing. If you come back to the palace with me in the future and see my maids, will you faint from anger on the spot?"
Wang Sizhi said coldly: "That's different."
Guiliu grimaced, "Wow, how can you be such a cunning woman? You won't let me eat you, and you won't let me paint plums to quench my thirst."
"You!" Wang Si gritted her silver teeth angrily, glaring at the man in front of her fiercely, her eyes almost turned red, she wished she could eat this man who only wanted to be loved.
Guiliu looked at her angry look and half-smiled: "If you continue to be so messy, I will scold you when I take you back to the palace to see my mother."
Upon hearing this, Wang Sizhi immediately gave up and said aggrievedly: "No!"
"Oh?" Guiliu raised his eyebrows and said, "Why?"
Wang Sizhi hesitated, "I...I'm afraid."
When she thinks about the scene where mother-in-law and daughter-in-law meet, she can't help but feel nervous and cramped, her heart will throb, and she will feel uncomfortable and restless.
As soon as he said this, Wang Sizhi calmed down and clung to him like a clingy kitten.
Putting one hand around her slender waist, Geiliu joked: "My mother is so intimidating."
Wang Sizhi remained silent, and suddenly asked in a low voice: "What if the Queen doesn't agree with me being with you?"
"No ifs."
Guiliu looked far away and said softly: "I want to be with you, and no one can stop me. No matter what the world's public opinion is, or what civil and military officials have done, even death can't take you away from me." Taken away from you, who can stop you and me now?"
"Besides." Guiliu turned to look at her, saw her soft and rippling eyes, and said with a smile: "The old abbot and my mother met in the long river of time. Afterwards, the old abbot gave me a letter, which was written by my mother. It was given to me, but the person she mentioned was you, and she didn’t show any concern for my son.”
Wang Sizhi suddenly panicked and asked in a trembling voice: "What is it writing?"
The corners of Guiliu's lips raised, and he gave it a try, "There are only three words."
"What three words?"
Wang Sizhi said anxiously, complaining that this man deliberately made her anxious and stepped on him hard.
Guiliu groaned, and then said casually: "See for yourself."
He took out the piece of paper from his pocket. It was written in small regular script with a hairpin pattern, and the handwriting was meticulous.
Three words, "A lovely wife."
Wang Sizhi's face was filled with tears before he knew it. He raised his head and smiled happily.
Guiliu held the back of his head with both hands, leaned back slightly, and said lazily: "So, I will have to eat you thousands of times in the future, so that my parents can have children and grandchildren around them. If you are angry now, you will be angry in the future. I had to cry and scream for mercy.”
Wang Sizhi whispered softly: "That's it. Anyway, you have so many beauties and maids, don't just pick me out. I think the maid named Taozhi is good, she is naturally charming, a natural beauty, and His Highness seems to like her very much too." Woolen cloth."
Guiliu laughed angrily and said, "How can I have one?"
Wang Sizhi's face was expressionless, "I've been flirting with you for a few times, and your Highness's soul is about to be pulled out. Why don't you say you haven't?"
Guiliu knew that she suddenly remembered it, and then she became jealous and angry. Such situations usually come suddenly and go away quickly. As long as she doesn't confront her tit for tat, she can calm down after a while.
The silent Gei Liu looked into the distance with his hands behind his hands. There was an invisible breeze blowing between heaven and earth. His white clothes were swaying, and his figure was like an immortal riding the wind.
What is Mo Yu’s comment about the most beautiful man?
"One glance can lead to a lifetime of misunderstanding"
Because most women, just because of one glance, miss her for the rest of their lives.
The corners of his mouth suddenly raised, "Here he comes."
Wang Sizhi looked from a distance, and saw a man boarding first not far away. He was slovenly and dirty, and his clothes were ragged. He looked worse than a beggar.
She never imagined that the good friend her man said would be such a sloppy man.
Gui Liu smiled and said, "I will introduce you to him later, so don't be shy."
Wang Sizhi nodded vigorously, but his face was already a little red.
The beggar boy stared at the majestic glazed archway with wide eyes, completely ignoring the two people standing not far away.
"Hey!" Guiliu waved to him loudly.
But what is waiting for him is not the reunion after a long separation and the good talk of brothers.
But a tattered, smelly shoe that is no weaker than a ninth-grade grandmaster.
There is also a curse word,
"You're the one who's been stabbed a thousand times, you fucking tricked me to death!"
