Looking at the ink dot, the girl in black grinned, with high spirits and sparkling eyes that seemed to light up the entire orange forest. She gently patted the black horse on her crotch and mocked Qin Xian who fell to the ground. Said: "Huh! This girl remembers you, but you have to understand that it is not a good impression. You are so stingy! You are worse than my puppy!"
After saying that, he reined in his horse and left.
She paused and suddenly changed from the high-spirited female general to a somewhat cunning girl next door. She turned around and asked with a squinted smile: "Hey, cheapskate, what's your name?"
Chen Pingan got up from the ground expressionlessly, and out of politeness he said softly: "My surname is Qin, my name is Xian."
"Which Xian?" the girl asked.
"My mother said that she is extremely different from the ordinary, and she is charming and charming in the capital of Xian." Qin Xian replied.
After hearing this, the girl laughed heartily, pointed at Qin Xian with one finger, and said mockingly: "You are really an interesting person. Even if you are stingy, it is still a girl's name. Is it possible that you want to be a great beauty and sell singing in Changle Fairy Square? Haha? Ha ha!"
Qin Xian looked confused.
The girl's laughter was so contagious that even the young Taoist couldn't help laughing.
At this time, another sound of bells from the distant mountains interrupted the girl and made the young Taoist breathe a sigh of relief.
The girl screamed: "It's over, we're going to be late."
He immediately reined in his horse and galloped away.
Qin Xian and the young Taoist were left looking at each other.
The young Taoist also looked at the mountain peaks in the distance and said softly: "I'll go take a look too. Such big events don't happen often."
Then she turned to Qin Xian and asked, "Do you want to come together?"
Qin Xian shook her head and continued picking oranges.
"It doesn't matter, the mountains are high and the rivers are long. If we meet again by fate, let's take a step forward on the trail." After saying that, he sacrificed the book on his waist, transformed into the transparent flying sword with the engraved words, and flew towards the distant mountains.
Qin Xian picked the remaining oranges by herself, pulled up the cart and returned home. After unloading all the oranges, she picked up the broom and cleaned the yard.
Then he picked up an ax and carried a bamboo basket on his back and headed all the way to Dingshan Mountain.
He wanted to make a memorial tablet for his mother, who loved smelling fragrance the most. He remembered that when he was a child, he would often smell exotic flowers and plants with different fragrances, but he would not pick them for some unknown reason, and he would never grow them at home.
He didn't know what his mother's unfulfilled wishes were, and now he could only do some meager things based on his memory.
Hearing from an old man in the village, there is a fragrant tree deep in Dingshan Mountain with a fresh and melodious fragrance that can last for many years. He wanted to cut one down and make it into a memorial tablet for his mother. He thought his mother would be happy.
As we went up the stream, the weather became colder and colder. Although the sun was high in the sky, it was like a snowless winter in the deep forest, freezing to the bone.
Qin Xian rubbed her arms a few times with both hands, feeling a little warm before continuing to walk deeper.
Although she didn't recognize the fragrant wood, Qin Xian thought that since the scent was special, she would definitely be able to spot it when she passed by.
Little by little, the young man gradually approached the highest peak of Ding Mountain, feeling even more chilled.
"Come here, come here"
A deep voice sounded in Qin Xian's ears. He looked around and found that there was no one else. He was not sure if it was his hallucination.
At this time, the sound sounded again.
"Come here, go left, keep going."
Qin Xian asked to the left: "Who are you? Do you need help?"
He thought that maybe the villagers were in danger just like him, and there was no reply. He was worried that he might have fallen into the ice cave, so he quickened his steps and walked deeper along the left side. During this period, the voice sounded from time to time, but the sound Although it was low, it was very loud, and Qin Xian didn't feel like she was in danger.
After not knowing how far she walked, Qin Xian was finally blocked by a huge stone wall. The stone wall was as smooth as a mirror and was a hundred feet long. It was covered with vines and there was a stream of water flowing out of the crack at the bottom.
"It turns out that the water source of Zuzhou is here." After Zi Guzi finished speaking, he raised his voice and asked: "Where are you?"
"Come here, come here."
This time the sound was not in my ears, but right in front of me, the stone wall!
Qin Xian approached, looked at the stone wall carefully, and asked puzzledly: "Are you inside the stone wall?"
Suddenly, a dark shadow appeared on the stone wall in front of Qin Xian. Qin Xian was caught off guard, her feet slipped and she fell to the ground.
Look carefully, and judging from the outline of the black shadow, it should be a monkey!
The monkey on the stone wall can talk!
After being shocked, I heard the black shadow say: "We meet again, boy."
Qin Xian thought for a moment that she didn't seem to remember that there were monkeys in Dingshan since she was a child. She had only seen someone in a neighboring village raising one, and it was brought back from outside. Thinking of this, she said: "Are you Uncle Zhang's monkey?" ?”
The shadow snorted coldly: "Humph, you ungrateful little thing, did you forget me so quickly?"
From the black shadow's tone, it should not be Uncle Zhang's, but I have never seen other monkeys.
He also said that he was ungrateful. Qin Xian was also confused and shook her head: "You may have mistaken the wrong person. I have never seen you before. This is my first time here."
The black shadow said: "Have you ever had a serious illness?"
"Yes." Qin Xian was puzzled. She suddenly contracted a serious illness when she was four years old and almost died. Suddenly she recovered. Her mother thought it was the blessing of the Dingshan Mountain God rumored by the villagers, and she burned incense and worshiped it for a long time. Could it be it?
"Are you the mountain god of Dingshan?" Qin Xian asked with an uncertain look on her face, with a hint of excitement.
The black shadow did not answer, but continued to ask: "Have you ever fallen into an ice cave on Ding Mountain?"
Qin Xian nodded.
At this time, he also felt in his heart that he had forgotten. After all, the memories of these years had suddenly become blurred recently.
After saying this, Heiying snorted coldly: "If I hadn't cast a spell to protect you, do you think your small body can last for an hour until the warrior comes?"
Qin Xian thought about it briefly and realized that what the monkey said was true, because he remembered that Uncle Gu said something weird after he rescued him.
Qin Xian immediately knelt down, kowtowed a few times, and said, "Thank you to the mountain god for saving his life twice. If the mountain god has entrusted me with anything, I will not refuse."
The black shadow said faintly: "You have a conscience." Then he said: "Now there is something I want you to do for me."
"Mountain God, please speak!" Qin Xian said respectfully.
"Wait until tomorrow, help me pull down these vines. They are too much in the way and block my sunshine." The shadow said casually.
Qin Xian thought about it and it was not difficult. Although there were many vines, they could just be burned by fire. But why wait until tomorrow?
"Snapped"
Suddenly a piece of mud hit the place where the black shadow was, and the black shadow disappeared.
There was a coughing sound behind him.
Qin Xian turned around and saw an old woman with a mop of white hair, a face full of wrinkles and dirt, the eyebrows that covered her eyes were stained with dust and dirt, a pair of drunken eyes under her eyebrows were half asleep and half closed, and her nose was flat. , with a set of yellow teeth in his mouth, a chicken breast in front and a hunchback in the back, isn't he "equally famous" with him, Old Man Ge, who always makes paper figurines in the village.
Qin Xian thought that it was such a deep mountain and the road was not easy to walk. How did Old Man Ge get up? Could it be that the old man and the bearded man were also young Taoists who were generally practitioners?
The old man walked forward slowly, ignoring Qin Xian, and placed his muddy right hand on the stone wall.
Qin Xian asked tentatively: "Grandpa Ge, why are you here in the mountains? It's so cold, so I'd better take you back."
Qin Xian said a few more greetings. Seeing that the old man still ignored her, she remembered that she still had some fragrant trees that she had not found, so she said, "Grandpa Ge, take care. I still have things to do, so I'll leave first."
After that, he picked up the ax and continued to look for fragrant wood.
After Qin Xian left, the old man took back his palm and said to the stone wall in a hoarse voice: "You beast, you actually have your mind set on the child."
The black shadow appeared and said fiercely: "Old man, how long can you live? Don't you want willow branches? There are many in this cave, so you should open the door!"
As if he had been stabbed in a painful spot, the old man's hands trembled. After a moment, he couldn't help but look lonely. He shook his head and said, "Don't waste your efforts. I'm not a child. I can't make wicker sticks. I'll just go find the magic weapon."
The black shadow monster smiled and said, "Can a magic weapon be burned to death?"
…
Qin Xian carried two pieces of purple wood as thick as her arms and went down the mountain.
When I got to my yard, I put down the wood, split it into two sections with an axe, then chopped it into pieces the size of a tablet, and started carving slowly with a knife.
An hour passed and the carving was finally completed. Since I had only attended school for half a year, I could recognize some characters, but the writing was not good-looking and a little crooked. At any rate, I still had a memorial tablet.
Place the mother's tablet on the table in the room, and place Gu Hao's tablet slightly behind.
The young man bowed to the tablet and said, "Uncle Gu, you stay at my house for a few days. After a while, you have settled down, and I will send you there."
The door of the house was blown open by the wind, and in the blink of an eye, leaves fell all over the courtyard, and a slight chill came over. Qin Xian tightened her gown, and suddenly remembered that Grandpa Ge was wearing very thin clothes. It was windy again, and she wondered if something would happen.
Feeling a little worried, I took out an old coat from the box, tucked it under my arm, packed a few more oranges, and went up the mountain to find Old Man Ge.
Qin Xian walked in a hurry this time. Although it was extremely cold in the mountains, he was sweating profusely. Finally, when he reached the stone wall, there was no sign of Old Man Ge.
Qin Xian shouted: "Grandpa Ge, where are you?"
There was a cough from behind, and Qin Xian smiled and turned her head. Sure enough, it was Old Man Ge, but that was where he came from just now and she had never seen him.
Without thinking much, he stepped forward and handed the cotton-padded jacket around his waist to Old Man Ge with both hands and said: "Grandpa Ge, the weather is getting colder and colder. I'm afraid it's going to snow in the mountains. You're old. It's not good to be exposed to the wind and cold anymore." .”
The old man didn't answer, but stared deeply at Qin Xian with his cloudy eyes.
Qin Xian thought that Old Man Ge was embarrassed to take it, so she said: "It's my old coat. Although it's a little old, it's no problem to keep out the cold. I don't have new ones." After saying that, she clamped the cotton-padded jacket again and reached out to take out a few from her arms. They put the oranges on the old coat and handed them to the old man together, saying: "These are the oranges grown by my mother. They are very sweet. There is nothing to eat at home. If you are hungry, please give them a cushion first."
The old man's eyes twitched slightly and said, "Follow me." After that, he turned and walked towards the woods.
Qin Xian didn't know why, so she could only follow him with her old coat in her arms.
