Xu Tonghui is a veteran.

It is worth a lot of work not only because of condensation, but also because of its familiarity with affairs.

In fact, several people called by the head of the family that day, Zhuang Zhiyuan, were like this, and further afield, Xu Tonghui and these people were the ones who were quite good in the family's servants in terms of performance in affairs, and they were also the kind of people whose family had served the family for generations, so they were specially allowed to practice.

Being familiar with affairs is not necessarily being familiar with traveling.

But things in the world are mostly the same on some levels, Xu Tonghui fiddled with these things, and it could be seen that he should have done it for the first time, because he had to stop and think about it from time to time, but in general, he behaved decently.

Not bad!

That's already pretty good.

However, it can be seen that this person is very attentive and a little anxious at the same time, especially when he is stuck somewhere and wants to pause, at that time, he will often use the corner of his eye to sneak and quickly glance at Xu Guangling.

Xu Guangling ignored him completely, and didn't see it.

The camp was quickly set up, and it was almost the same as in the previous life, naturally very different in terms of things and parts, but the tenet of "having a bunk under and a cover on the top" was still exactly the same.

Then there is the ignition.

There was dry food with them, but the water was definitely going to be boiled.

Xu Tonghui casually turned around on the left, collected a large pile of dead leaves and dead wood, and then used a small wooden bucket to go to a nearby river to fetch a bucket of water.

Not to mention Qingshui City, that is, in the entire territory of Annam-gun, there are many rivers, large rivers and small rivers, criss-crossing the surface, so a considerable part of the cities in Annam-gun are named after "water".

Soon after, dinner began.

Xu Guangling chewed slowly, as if the dry food and the hot water were all rich in supreme taste.

Xu Tonghui is a little unate, on the one hand, this dry food is not very delicious, but this only accounts for less than one percent of the reason why he does not know the taste of food.

From time to time, his gaze would still sneak at the ground in Xu Guangling's hand, intentionally or unintentionally.

The previous piece of paper was rolled into a tube and placed there quietly.

In Xu Tonghui's eyes, it was not a paper or painting at all, but a "holy object".

I don't know what's going on, just by seeing it before, he feels that all his thoughts have been sucked in, and he can't get it back until now.

There was a voice in his heart telling him, silent but resolute, close to a hissing cry: Get it! Get it!

Xu Tonghui ate it quickly.

Xu Guangling was still eating slowly, slowly, slowly.

To paraphrase Einstein's description of the theory of relativity, the time of this meal, in Xu Tonghui's feelings, I don't know if it is as long as a hundred years.

When Xu Guangling put down the bowl and signaled that he had finished eating, Xu Tonghui simply cleaned up the mess with lightning speed, washing what should be washed, and collecting what should be collected.

Soon, well, it should be said that in less than ten minutes, he sat opposite Xu Guangling again, "Young Master, is there anything else you need?"

He said respectfully.

"I don't need anything, Uncle Xu, do you have it?" said Xu Guangling.

Xu Tonghui lowered his eyebrows and didn't speak, but his gaze secretly deflected again.

Xu Guangling didn't tease him much, "Well, I'll leave it to you for safekeeping for the time being." ”

And after getting the paper roll and unfolding the paper roll, Xu Tonghui had nothing else in his mind.

On the paper, the ancient road is mottled, occupying the entire paper from front to end, not only that, it is more like extending from the paper, extending forward and backward infinitely.

The world is vast, and it is integrated with the ancient road.

If it is on the earth, if it happens to like ancient Chinese poetry, if it happens to have read a certain poem, then at this time, a few lines of words will most likely flood from his thoughts.

The ancients have not been seen before

I didn't see the comer afterward

Thinking of heaven and earth

Alone and weeping

Xu Tonghui didn't know such words, but at this moment, his heart was occupied by a sudden and inexplicable vastness.

There is a feeling of infinite spaciousness of heaven and earth.

There is also the infinite size of heaven and earth, and I am confused about where I am going.

And the next moment, his gaze unconsciously shifted to the upper right corner of the paper, the corner of the ancient road.

In that corner, a figure, half-kneeling.

That's him!

Xu Tonghui's confused mind seemed to have found the landing point in an instant, and suddenly merged with the figure in the painting paper.

Then, it was as if he had come to the drawing paper and felt everything depicted on the paper.

I can't say exactly what it feels like.

Can't tell.

In short, Xu Tonghui's mind was sucked there.

Little by little, time passed, from evening to night, and then from night to night.

Xu Tonghui had already put down the drawing paper and fell asleep.

But in the middle of the night, Xu Tonghui suddenly woke up.

It's not that I haven't woken up in the middle of the night, but usually, it's in the family, and when I wake up at that time, I naturally fall asleep quickly, and if I don't sleep, it's a neurosis.

At this time, Xu Tonghui got up quietly, and without disturbing Zhuang Mingtang, who was sleeping on the other side of the felt canopy, he gently walked out of the felt canopy.

On the horizon, a crescent moon hangs low.

At night in the wild, the wind blows through the four fields, but it is not too big, and the whole is a kind of vast and quiet.

Xu Tonghui's mind suddenly turned to the painting again, and then he remembered the small words at the bottom of the painting paper, "Yuanfang invaded the ancient road, and the stone steps were covered with dew." ”

When he saw it before, Xu Tonghui's whole mind was absorbed by the picture, although he saw this word, he didn't care, and even if he had time to spare, he would probably disagree.

There are no flowers in this vicinity, where does the fragrance come from?

It is still far away, and it also invades the ancient road.

That's fine, the second half of the sentence is more problematic!

Qinglu, that's dew, it's undoubtedly dew, "Manshi Steps", are you dew or the river is rising?

Besides, this is an official road, only one after another large stone paved, and there are no stone steps.

So this line of words has nothing to do with that picture. At that time, Xu Tonghui's mind was all on the side of the picture, and until the end, he only had a vague impression of this line of words.

And that impression is just-

After the young master drew the picture, he did write this line of words that had nothing to do with the painting "casually".

But at this time, outside the felt canopy, in the night, Xu Tonghui was sitting on the side of the official road, and when he was thinking of the painting in his mind, this line of words suddenly jumped out with a tough attitude, replacing the painting and occupying his mind.

Yuanfang invaded the ancient road.

Xu Tonghui's nose sniffed unconsciously.

It does smell, but it's not a floral scent, it's just the smell of some nearby trees and weeds.

Xu Tonghui had never paid attention to these things before, and he didn't seem to have paid attention to them in his previous dozens of lives, and of course, he had never slept in the wild.

This is the first night, the first time.

At this time, he suddenly noticed that the smell seemed to be quite ...... Smells good?

Xu Tonghui's breathing slowed down unconsciously, as if he was afraid of disturbing the smell, and then, the smell that came into his nose really became clearer.

However, it was not only in the nose, but the smell seemed to spread through the whole body.

That's right, it's just a rampage.

Xu Tonghui's mind was unconsciously led from this sentence to the next sentence.

Dewy stone steps.

The tide on the ground, the overall feeling to Xu Tonghui is that he has been soaked with dew.

In the gentle breathing, Xu Tonghui's mind and consciousness seemed to be smoothed out, so smooth that it was close to trance, and in the trance, the official path he was sitting on seemed to slowly change.

On his left-hand side, from near to far, the stones sank little by little, piece by piece.

On his right-hand side, from near to far, the stones rose little by little, one by one.

In this way, the tiled official road slowly turned into a thorough ......

Stone.

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