"You guys don't want to come here to help me," Yu Lipei said.
Liu Yun and Shi Ruqing both extended their hands to her.
At this time, Shen Jie also came over. He pointed to the mist on the left side in front of him, "There is a house over there."
Several women looked in that direction, and it seemed that the sky was getting darker than before.
"I can't see anything." Jiuyuan said.
"You guys get in the car first, don't get cold."
He saw that Bingyu was shivering from the cold, so he quickly reminded him.
"You don't want everything!" Jiuyuan walked up to him and said something specifically.
"Boring," he said.
How could he want to do it when others were having such a bad life?
He didn't even bother to pay attention to Jiu Yuan, and saw the girl walking towards the carriage with a cold look.
I have to say that the look in her eyes as she looked in front of her really had a meaning of not being close to strangers. It was a bit like when he first saw Yao Yue, she was full of cold, pretty, and elegant. .smell.
He preferred the scenery he saw along the way,
At a certain moment, he seemed to have some new understanding of using the fourth level of magic power to transfer flowers, connect jade, and hit people on the body. It only condenses and does not disperse.
It’s not the practice itself, it’s more like an objective artistic conception.
After thinking too much, he felt like he had something but not something.
He discovered a long time ago that it is easiest to have epiphanies about certain aspects that are particularly difficult to understand when looking at the scenery on the road.
If you keep thinking in one place, you will remain in the same status quo and it will be difficult to make a breakthrough.
This is also the main reason why he chose to travel far.
Everything in the world has its own differences.
Shen Jie feels that the most important thing is that while broadening his horizons, his whole consciousness becomes more active. He is no longer limited to the scenery and objects in that narrow place. Refining the inner heart in a softer way,
There is a sense of working hard and letting things take their course.
The horse and carriage had not gone very far. Jiuyuan, who was opening the curtains on the left, saw a row of wooden huts reflected in the mist of the bamboo forest.
The back wall of this row of buildings faced the road where they were, and no one was seen.
A path less than two meters extends from the bamboo forest to the inside.
"This road is too narrow. Can a horse and cart pass it?"
Bingyu was at the top of a group of women, looking farthest away. She saw that the face and night in the bamboo forest just blended together, and that there was something going in. A piece of black hole like an inverted 'V' shaped road.
"The road is too small. We can't go in from here. Let's go ahead and see if there is a road." Shen Jie said.
More than a dozen houses are connected together. The horse and cart are moving forward. After twenty or thirty meters, there is another road that turns left.
You can go straight ahead, but at a glance, you will see a vast expanse of white wilderness extending into the distance.
There are also many protruding places. "Those are graves." Shi Ruqing said, "Our family is buried like this."
"This is really the same everywhere. We are also buried in the ground like this, but the buildings are more luxurious." Liu Yun said.
"It would have been quite scary if we hadn't walked together in a group at night!" Yu Lipei said.
"Jiu Yuan, are you not afraid of anything?" Shen Jie stretched his head and glanced inside at Jiu Yuan and said with a smile.
"That's who I am. I've been to places scarier than this." She looked very proud.
After all, Mr. Shen brought her here, so her status is certainly different. Even when looking at the beautiful scenery outside the window, they would leave a good seat for her.
"Look, there's a man over there looking over. He's just wearing a pair of clothes in the middle of winter, so he's not afraid of the cold."
Yu Lipei pointed out that it was actually only a dozen meters away. When the man lowered his head and hoeed the ground just now, the man and the ground merged into a dark color, now thin and stripy. I stood there and looked over at the horse-drawn cart. The cart pulled by three horses was really conspicuous.
"He is really dark. That's right. These farmers are exposed to the sun and rain all over the world. It would be strange if they were not dark," Bingyu said.
There is no way to get to the village from here, and there is a water ditch on the left.
After walking a few dozen meters further, there was a gravel road that extended directly towards the village below, leading to another group of houses below.
Passing by a high sloping, weedy field about ten meters long and wide, with two or three acres of symmetrical farmland and snow on both sides of the road.
When they arrived at the side wall of the first house in the west of this group of houses, several women standing on the horse-drawn carriage saw a young man chopping under the eaves of the house. Holding the wood, there was an old woman in her fifties or sixties on the other side of the threshold, bowing her waist, picking up a piece and walking into the house.
When the horse neighed, not only the two people in the yard looked over,
"I seem to hear the sound of horses." A loud voice of a little boy came over,
"Let's go take a look." Another boy said.
Several little boys and girls ran up from the road in front of this house.
"Wow! It's so big. Is this a horse-cart? Why is it so big?"
The tallest boy, twelve or thirteen years old, exclaimed,
The other children also looked over with their mouths wide open in surprise.
