When everyone was panicking, it seemed as if the shadow of a cloud was falling. Looking up, a girl wrapped in ivy around her waist and wearing a corolla on her head suddenly appeared from among the dense branches. Her eyes were like deer in the mountains, and her cheeks were like petals of camellia flowers in the twelfth lunar month, tender and fresh. . The poet Shan Si exclaimed: "Mountain ghost! Mountain ghost!"
Yan Ruqing suddenly felt a miracle appeared, surprised, grabbed the poet's old arm: "Shansi old witch, why don't you call her a mountain ghost?"
Shansi opened his claws and couldn't close them, and tremblingly said: "Fang Duruo, a native of the mountain, is wearing a nuluo by a thunderbolt. It's good to look at and smile"
Xiaoyan turned her anger into joy and let him go.
The girl has a light figure, and the green vines and clover flowers tied around her body make her look like a dragonfly: emerald green, tender white, and when her arms are opened, they become transparent wings.
She tapped the dead tree stump with her slender feet, and descended to the crowd with waves, and seemed to let out a long cry. They heard her Bouyei language like a bird's twitter.
Seeing everyone's wooden appearance, she yelled: "Step on the roots! Step on the roots!"
Some enlightened ones pulled out their legs from the muddy water, stepped on the roots of the bushes, and managed to stabilize themselves. I saw her chopping vines and trees, cutting off countless branches and laying them horizontally and vertically, opening up a solid path. Turning and turning, stepping on the newly cut branches, she walked all the way, and she quickly led everyone back to the roaring stream.
Here is the source of Huaxi, and immediately you can see the vast expanse of blue waves of Aha Lake rushing from the sky, heading straight to the chest of the eyes. The sky is high and the water is wide, the water surface is golden like a sword, and everyone can hardly open their eyes. Probably because they were afraid of polluting the emerald green lake water, they rushed into the stream below the lake one after another, and their bodies and clothes were washed away in an instant.
Yan Ruqing grew up by the sea, she didn't even know how to swim, she washed in the shallow water, and went to look for the girl, but she was nowhere to be seen. In front of the lakeside avenue, the girl came and went without a trace, everyone stopped and sighed, knowing that Jinzhu Dazhai was coming.
After climbing for another half an hour, the dazzling sunshine, turquoise lake water, green crops and peaceful villages are in front of us, full of vitality. Jinzhu Dazhai is like a distant and mysterious utopia, with mountains and rivers facing it, showing the distance, and the roofs of green tiles are peaceful and quiet. Dazhai is close to the mountain peak, and the mountain is covered with layers of pines and cypress forests, as dense as emerald clouds connecting to the sky.
The legendary Jinzhu Dazhai was originally so quiet and brilliant that many literati raised their hands, rubbed their eyes and raised their foreheads, fearing that it was a mirage and dream. Even Shan Si, who was the loudest, kept his mouth shut and walked carefully with everyone.
The tall wooden gatehouse stood majestically at the gate of the village, and everyone stopped and looked up.
This is the Tunkou of the Yelang Kingdom in ancient times. When civil officials came here, they had to get off their sedan chairs, and when military officials came here, they had to dismount from their horses to wait for the news from King Yelang. Although it is a ruined building with broken eaves, the painted carvings on the gate tower can still be discerned.
The carved stone pedestal under the gate is still majestic and imposing. There are light poles hanging high on the gate tower. On both sides of the gate tower, there are half-person-high stone "clamp ears", which are like giant ears. They are the place where King Yelang tethered his horse when he returned from his tour in ancient times. In front of the stone clip ear, there are two rows of stone pedestals and wooden flagpoles for inserting large flags.
Looking far away along both sides of Dazhai, there are stone walls as high as two people, which surround Dazhai in an arc shape. The walls of the village are covered with sisal, miscellaneous trees and cacti, which are colorful, green and purple, red and yellow.
? Suddenly, the girl who rescued everyone from the swamp appeared on the top of the wall of the village, standing upright on the colorful grass and trees, with a smile in her eyes and a bright smile, wrapped in golden sunset light, like a goddess.
Everyone was stunned.
The girl waved her hand with a smile, the gate of the village opened wide, and everyone entered the village as if possessed by a demon, and she disappeared again.
The road inside the wall of the village is clean, and the chickens and geese walk slowly, but there are patches of green bricks and tiles in the houses, which are ancient and peaceful. A goat tied to a tree by a rope stares blankly at the stranger.
Everyone is hesitating, folk songs are blowing in with the wind¡ª¡ª
Alas, the sweet spring comes from the heart of the forest,
Huaxi water flows from west to east.
O honored guest from afar,
Please don't be disgusted,
Taste the rice wine of the Buyi people.
A group of young and pretty Buyi women came rushing from which yard or alley, and appeared in front of them. They held large bowls of self-brewed rice wine in both hands to welcome the visitors.
All the literati were very excited and drank with pride. After drinking one bowl, the fatigue of a day's trek will be gone; after three bowls, you will be top-heavy and in a trance.
Entering Dezhai, you can see that the streets and alleys are crisscrossed, winding and deep. The streets are quiet and refreshing, and the walls are overgrown with moss. There are small red, yellow, purple and white flowers on the concave windows of every household, and lush green bamboos swaying in the wind in front of and behind the house.
Some of these descendants of King Yelang live in courtyard houses or courtyard houses, and some live in two-row houses. Every family has a courtyard dam paved with cobblestones, where golden rice, tobacco leaves, red peppers, and snow-white Qingyan dried tofu are dried. There are trees in front of the house,sp; "Pretty girl, aren't you going home to sleep?"
Aha turned his head to look at him, showed a smile, and remained silent. Because she was in the light of the fire, he could see her smiling face, which was red like an autumn fruit. She is in the center of the night, surrounded by night.
"Who is that old man?"
"Bumo is the scripture teacher, the most respected person in the village."
"He seems to know everything, he is quite literate."
"Know astronomy from the top and geography from the bottom, and know the past to predict the future."
He just wanted to get close to her: "Wow, then you must have learned a lot from him!"
"Bumo is hereditary, but not from male to female."
He was not interested in Buyi's scripture teacher, and he didn't know how to communicate with her better. He was afraid of saying something wrong, so he just said repeatedly: "I can't imagine that you have such a cheerful personality."
When he said such boring words, she didn't intend to speak. He sat by the bonfire, and tentatively approached her, but she kept smiling and remained silent. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com