There are a large number of trees planted at the foot of the Hundred Bones Mountain in front of her, she doesn't know what kind of tree it is, but the tree is straight, the branches and leaves are thick, the leaves are sparse, and the pieces are new green, which looks very graceful.

In the large woods, wildflowers are everywhere, red, pink, blue and yellow, attracting pink butterflies.

In the meantime, there is a path that passes through the flowers and forests, and you can faintly see the stone steps climbing forward, like a passage into the secret place of beautiful scenery.

The morning sun is shining down, warm and quiet.

Jiang Xiao looked at this beautiful scenery, and just wished that she would have a painting folder and a few pieces of drawing paper, and then give her a chair, she could sit here and paint all day!

In his previous life, Jiang Xiao's biggest regret was that he couldn't go and see more and enjoy more beautiful scenery with his own eyes.

She could almost be said to paint behind closed doors.

When she was in school, she had a very tight schedule, in addition to attending classes, she also had to work part-time to earn tuition, so she didn't have so much time to travel and sketch.

After graduation, Deng Qingjiang gave her a heavy task, and she stayed in the studio every day.

If she asked to see the scenery or sketch, Deng Qingjiang would find her a bunch of photos, many of which were downloaded and printed from the Internet.

It's ridiculous to think about it now, as an elite student of the Academy of Fine Arts, the scenery she sees the most is actually in photos.

However, photos can freeze the beautiful scenery, but they can't bring the soul of the beautiful scenery at all. It's completely different from what you see with your own eyes and being in it.

Therefore, in his previous life, Jiang Xiao always felt that his landscape paintings lacked a kind of aura.

Later, when she became a lonely soul, she had seen a lot of beautiful scenery, but at that time, it was muddy, even if she saw it, she didn't draw it, and naturally it didn't have any effect.

After such a recall, it is now the first time that Jiang Xiao has enjoyed such natural beauty with his own eyes.

Being in it, feeling the sun, the breeze, smelling the flowers, and hearing the birdsong, how can this be the same as looking at a photo?

Jiang Xiao immediately decided to come here to sketch after she earned the money to buy a painting clip and drawing paper!

Jiang Songhai smiled when he looked around with her eyes wide open, "What's the matter?

"Grandpa, I'm not tired at all now!" Jiang Xiao smiled, in a good mood, "I just didn't expect this place to be so beautiful!"

Jiang Songhai didn't feel anything about it.

"It's just flowers and plants, and there is nothing to use in medicine. He took Jiang Xiao on the forest path.

"Grandpa, isn't there no one here?

When there are more people walking, it becomes the road.

But the villagers of Siyang are very taboo about Baigu Mountain, except for her grandfather, no one will come here at all, how can there be a road here?

Hearing Jiang Xiao's question, Jiang Songhai said: "People in our village are afraid of Baigu Mountain, but those who were soldiers back then are not afraid, this Baigu Mountain is still a guerrilla base for a period of time." In the chaotic years, there were still many people who fled for their lives from this mountain of bones. ”

I see.

"However, at most, I walked halfway up the mountain, even on this side of the village, and I didn't go inside. Jiang Songhai turned around and told Jiang Xiao uneasily, "Xiaoxiao, you have to follow me well, you can't run around." ”

The places he walked through were somewhat certain, and Jiang Songhai didn't dare to trespass in other places at will.

He also carried a bamboo basket with two sacks and two small shovels.

This time, Jiang Songhai was also determined to dig up more medicinal materials, and there would be a collection the day after tomorrow, and only by selling more could he make money.