Chapter 312: Drizzle riding a donkey into the sword gate

Seven days later.
Nan Baoyi rolled up the curtain.
At the time of drizzle, surrounded by mountains, white mist loomed between the mountains, and the scenery was magnificent.
In the distance, large and small Jianmen Mountain stands in the autumn rain.
At the break of Jianmen Mountain, the cliffs on both sides, the peaks and mountains are like swords, and the two walls are facing each other like a gate, hence the name "Jianmen". The terrain is treacherous and majestic.
The cry of the ape came from the depths of the mountains, and the echo was endless, and it was even more stern and vicious, as if a ghost was talking alone.
The yellow crane hovered in the rainy sky. Although the sky was high and far away, the mountains were even more majestic. It was worrying whether it could fly over that Zhengrong Shu Road.
Shu Road is difficult, and it is difficult to climb to the sky.
Not a lie.
Nan Baoyi chanted softly: "'On your clothes, there is dust and wine marks on your clothes, and you can travel everywhere without ecstasy. This body fits the poet? Drizzle rides a donkey into the sword gate.'"
"This poem is not suitable for the South Five girl."
Gu Chongshan drank strong wine, his red lips raised.
Nan Baoyi looked at him with bright eyes: "Lu Fangweng said in his poem, is he just a poet who rides a donkey into the sword gate in his life? I think he wants to fight on the battlefield of the iron horse and ice river more. And I am the same. If my ambition is not in Jinguan City, I also want to go to a bigger world, and the blue clouds will go straight up to the top of the cloud."
Gu Chongshan shook his drink.
He squinted his eyes and smiled mockingly: "How can a canary in a cage, with so small wings, fly over the famous mountains and rivers to the sky?"
In the corner of the carriage, Xue Mei tugged Xue Qishan's sleeve.
She whispered: "Brother, what are they talking about, why can't I understand?"
"If you don't understand it, it's right." Old God Xue Qishan was there. "If I could understand, I would have found a position under my father's account a long time ago. Is it necessary to run into such a ghost place with you?"
The carriage traveled a little longer before it stopped slowly.
The driving said respectfully: "Supervisor, the road ahead is steep, and the carriage can't pass."
Gu Chongshan faintly said "Uh".
He got out of the carriage and headed to Park Road.
Nan Baoyi followed closely behind.
The so-called Baidao is simple and quiet, the ground is covered with bluestone slabs, and the two sides are covered with sturdy pines and cypresses, which have a history of hundreds of years.
The chirping of the birds is so remote that it is not clear where they are.
Aftertaste and Taste Heart carried a small burden, and followed Nan Baoyi.
Wei Jiannan handed Nan Baoyi a walking stick, "You have to walk ten miles to reach Jueyuan Temple."
Jueyuan Temple is where they rest.
Nan Baoyi took the cane and thanked him joyfully.
Out of half a mile, Gu Chongshan glanced back.
The little girl bounced around and seemed to like the scenery here.
He pursed his red lips and continued to move forward.
Although Nan Baoyi had been to Jiange County twice, she had no impression at all when she was very young. Now she has seen everything fresh through such a simple and quiet road, and she doesn't feel tired at all.
Behind her, Xue Mei was about to cry.
She was carrying a skirt that was swaying the floor, and she would step on the skirt when she walked a few steps, but she had only walked half a mile and had already fallen three or five somersaults.
In the end, she couldn't help but, with a dark face, she ordered the servant Xue family to get a stretcher and carried her across Baidao.
Xue Qishan was unwilling to endure hardship, so he sat on a stretcher.
When passing by Nan Baoyi, Xue Mei mocked condescendingly: "Nan Baoyi, you go slowly, I must go to Jueyuan Temple first. I heard that the temple is very small and there are not two clean Zen rooms, so I just You're welcome, the best Buddhist room is mine!"
After finishing speaking, he rushed forward excitedly.
Nan Baoyi didn't care at all.
She likes this place.
Look at Cooper, listen to the birds, how comfortable.
After traveling two more miles, a pottery figurine appeared in front of him.
It was a woman-shaped pottery figurine, about the size of a human being, standing beside the road. When I suddenly saw it, I thought it was who was standing there. It was a bit scary to look at.
"what is that?"
Nan Baoyi was curious.
Wei Jiannan replied: "The pottery figurines."
"The pottery figurines? What do you put here?"
Wei Jiannan shook his head, "There was no such thing before. Xu is a mark made by the locals."
Yu Weiwei: "The servant girl feels that it looks like the ornaments of Baidao."
"It's a memorial to the mountain god."
Taste of Mind and God said: "There are gods in the mountains. In order to pray for the good weather in the local area, they used pottery figurines to make sacrifices to the mountain gods, meaning to marry the mountain gods."
"Is that right?"
Nan Baoyi curiously set up a pergola and looked into the distance, "But there are still a lot of pottery figurines standing in front of me. Can that mountain marry so many wives in one go?"
The three were silent.
Sometimes, they feel that their lady's mind is different from others.
They walked through Baidao, and it didn't take long for Xiao Yi and others to come over.
Nan Baozhu and Ning Wanzhou wandered behind, while Xiao Yi and Jiang Suihan walked in front.
Jiang Suihan shook his folding fan and said with a smile: "Brother Xiao family really, he didn't say hello to me when he came to Jiange County. He made me ride a horse halfway, and it took a lot of effort to catch up."
"I remember, your master is in Jiange County."
"Yes, the old man lives in Jiange County, I am thinking about coming with you to visit his old man."
Jiang Suihan spoke with emotion in his eyes.
I think he was a doctor of medicine, beauty blogger, and goods-carrying person in the 21st century. Once he traveled through this era, he wore an orphan who was abandoned when he was born. How could he be ‘miserable’.
On a snowy night that year, he was thrown out of a hut by his biological mother.
The owner of the hut is his master.
His master raised him until he was ten years old, and taught him the medical skills of a dead man, who sent him out to make a living.
Later, he met the Xiao family brother.
Xiao Yi remembered his ups and downs, and said lightly: "He has the kindness to nurture you, so I really should visit him."
While speaking, Jiang Suihan suddenly noticed the pottery figurines in front of him.
He was curious: "Brother Xiao family, what do you think it is?"
"pottery figurine."
"It's so weird to be here."
When the two approached, the pottery figurines were made to be lifelike, as if they could see subtle expressions between their eyebrows, plus the size of a living person, appearing on this deep and deserted road, it gave people an inexplicable sense of terror.
Jiang Suihan shook the folding fan and suddenly said, "There is still ahead."
There were a dozen pottery figurines all the way out of Baidao.
Jiang Suihan approached to observe carefully, but was stopped by Xiao Yi.
He said coldly: "The corpse smells."
Jiang Suihan backed away quickly, unable to believe: "The corpse smells? You can smell this?!"
After speaking, he patted his head again, "I forgot, your ancestors were from perfumers, and people in your family are very sensitive..."
Xiao Yi's face was not very good-looking.
The town at the foot of the mountain looks peaceful and peaceful from a distance.
Just this place...
I'm afraid the water is deep.
Can't blame Chongshan for coming here.
He stepped towards the foot of the mountain.
Jiang Suihan turned back: "You two keep up!"
But they saw Nan Baozhu and Ning Wanzhou each holding a pottery figurine, playing with joy.
Nan Baozhu even kissed the pottery figurines.
"Uh……"
Jiang Suihan decided not to tell them the truth about the pottery figurines.