Xihe woke up and was sitting unsteadily on an ox cart. The mountain road was narrow, and there were mountains in the distance. Rice seedlings were growing in green terraces. A tall stilted building was hidden in the mountains, with a corner of its eaves exposed.
"Qingqing, is this your hometown? The beautiful scenery and clear water are perfect for sketching."
A girl with short hair next to her looked around, very surprised.
She was wearing a suspender skirt and carrying a drawing board on her back. She was accompanied by three boys and two girls.
Each person has a drawing board behind his back and beside him, and he is a student of the art college of a university in Kyoto.
Now that it was summer vacation, a group of people were discussing where to go and sketch. After several days of discussion, they had no idea. Finally, the original owner’s roommate Li Yun, a gentle and beautiful girl with long hair and a white skirt, suggested that they come to the original owner’s hometown.
"Qingqing showed me photos of her hometown. It has beautiful scenery and terraced fields. It's the perfect time for us to go there."
Li Yun smiled softly, and the original owner frowned and wanted to refuse.
"Qingqing, go ahead."
Wang Jun stared at her with his deep eyes, and the rejection that the original owner was about to say was stuck in his throat.
The old man driving the car slapped the cow's butt with one hand, and the cow's hooves clicked on the road. Xihe looked at the village that was gradually revealing its features, and a ray of light flashed in his eyes.
She smiled and said: "It's a small place, but the scenery is a little better."
"It's this kind of undeveloped place that's good. There are few people and the scenery is good. It's not like some scenic spots. It's crowded with people taking pictures and selling things. It's so lively that it takes away the tranquility that belongs to the scenery. broken."
It was Gao Zhou who spoke, with an angry look on his face. It was obvious that he often felt this kind of encounter.
Others also echoed, criticizing some businesses for commercializing what should be beautiful scenery in order to make profits.
Only Li Yun and Wang Jun smiled and talked quietly together from time to time.
The magnificent sunset hit them, creating silhouettes, and they looked like a perfect match for a talented man and a beautiful woman.
Xihe lowered his eyes.
After a while, the bullock cart stopped at the entrance of the village.
Xihe thanked the old man, carried his suitcase and walked around the cement road to the dirt path on the side.
This is a quaint old village, hidden in the mountains. The village has only received electricity in the past two years. The villagers live a life of working at sunrise and resting at sunset. The children have to go far away to go to school.
Several people were in high spirits and looked around while walking, exclaiming constantly.
"Wow, there are actually a lot of camellia growing here."
"And here, the eaves, the birds, the sunset, my God, this angle is so beautiful."
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The discussion attracted a visit from the villagers in the distance, and they seemed to be frightened. They hurriedly hid back home and closed the door.
Several people looked at each other awkwardly, feeling that they were frightened by their screaming.
"arrive."
After walking about five hundred meters, an ancient house in the mountains appeared in front of us.
The ancient house was very large, with carved beams and painted beams, and vermilion lanterns hanging on the door. It had a strong sense of history. Everyone rushed towards it with exclaims and screams: "Wow, wow, is this a relic? Such a well-preserved relic!" "
"Qingqing, you are so uninteresting. You are hiding such an interesting place from us."
Zhang Ying said as she gently traced the carvings on the wooden pillars with her hands, her eyes filled with surprise.
Xihe stepped forward silently, lifted up the asphalt floor, took out a key, stood up and opened the door.
Suddenly a cool breeze passed through the hall, the human voice suddenly disappeared, and the sense of decay in the mansion became more and more obvious, and darkness and coldness surrounded them like a sticky shadow.
It makes people suspect that there is something bad hidden in the corner.
