The woman hung her head down and played with her hair hanging down on both sides to hide her face.

When Luo Bin was getting farther away, she took out her mobile phone from her horsebit's handbag and raised her hand to dial the call, but after hesitating for a long time, she lowered her hand. After a moment, she raised her hand again and took a picture of her face with her phone.

At this time, a taxi came around the corner, and she hurriedly waved her hand to stop it.

The driver glanced at the woman covering her face, her expression was stunned, and she unconsciously stepped on the brake.

When the car stopped, he looked forward again at a man and a cat in the distance.

The driver let out a long breath and seemed to have made up his mind. When the woman got into the car, he turned his head and asked, "Miss, where are you going?"

The woman seemed to have been slapped by the word "Miss", covering her face with her hands, and crying out with a "woo", the more she cried, the more excited she became, and her whole body trembled when she cried.

The driver looked dazed, froze for a moment, and started the car on his own.

The car turned half a circle along Qingshan Lake before the woman stopped crying, and her nose and eyes were already red from crying.

She glanced at the driver in the seat in front of her, a middle-aged man with an honest face, wearing a uniform shirt with broken sleeves and a pair of white gloves on his hands.

Confirm that his side face is consistent with the photo of the service qualification certificate on the passenger seat. The woman wiped away her tears and said, "I'm sorry for the delay. ”

The man driving replied with a light smile: "It's okay, everyone has times when things don't go their way." ”

"Where are you pulling me?" The woman asked.

"You haven't given me the address yet, so I'm going to take you for a ride, which I often do when I'm sad. As he spoke, the driver took off his left glove with his teeth and put his hand out of the window, his fingers swinging knots as if they were following the waves.

The woman followed his example and stretched out her hand. The air outside the window is like substance, like a hand reaching into a torrent.

The torrent pushed the palm of his hand, and the fingers snaked with a slight resistance.

The evening breeze driven by the car pulled the sorrow away from her body, and the sadness and pain flowed away from her fingertips.

She turned around, looked at the eye console and asked, "Master, is your meter broken?"

The man shook his head, "What's the matter?" Are you afraid that I will ask for a price?"

The woman was a little more vigilant in her heart, but she still said calmly: "No, I believe you are a good person. Thank you for taking me for a ride, I feel better, can you drop me off now, I'm willing to pay you more. ”

The man smiled: "Qingshan Lake has only gone around for half a circle, can you let me take you through this whole circle?" Please rest assured, I have no ill intentions, and I don't plan to charge you the fare, after all, it is my honor." ”

The woman hiding in the dark shadow in the back seat frowned and asked, "Do you know me?"

The man driving the car snorted, "You are a news anchor of the provincial station, there shouldn't be many people who don't know you in Ning City, right?" It's just that you are wearing civilian clothes today, and ordinary people should not admit it." ”

The woman leaned back, afraid that she was on the thief ship, and it was even more difficult to stimulate the other party with words at this time, she thought about it and said in a gentle tone: "Master, your eyesight is so good, after walking out of the studio and changing makeup, there are really not many people who can recognize me at a glance on the road." ”

The man didn't accept the compliment, but changed the subject and asked, "There is a legend in Qingshan Lake, I don't know if Anchor Hu has heard of it?"

As a journalist from the provincial station, she admits that she has heard a lot of stories about the big and small stories in the provincial city of Ning, but she does not intend to intercept the man's interest in talking, so as not to anger him.

She tilted her head out the window, "Tell me, maybe I haven't heard your story, and I don't have to." ”

The man glanced at her in the rearview mirror and saw that she was looking out the window in disinterest, but that didn't stop him from telling the story.

"Once upon a time, there was a lonely young man who used to collect medicine in the mountains for a living, and one day he went deep into the mountains and dense forests, and in a low-lying col, he saw a woman standing on a rock in the distance.

The young man has lived alone since he was a child, and after a long time, the villagers thought he was sloppy, and he was already scolded and afraid.

At this time, he was afraid that walking too close would annoy the woman, so he dared to walk only from a distance.

For many days in the mountains, no matter the wind or rain, the woman could be seen motionless every day.

The young man was curious, and he drew closer and closer, until one day he came to the woman.

I saw that her shoulders were as narrow as a shaved shoulder, her waist was as thin as a bundle, her hair was in a high bun, and flowers hung behind her head, her willow leaves were bent and her eyebrows were bright, her eyes were bright, her lips were bright and her teeth were fresh, she was wearing a bright Luo robe, her feet were decorated with colorful boots, she was dragging a mist skirt, decorated with dazzling pearls, and her body was surrounded by a strange fragrance, which did not disperse for a long time.

The woman has been standing here for an unknown number of days, but she is not stained with dirt, rain or snow.

How could the young man ever see such a fairy woman, even if the woman did not say or move, he did not dare to step forward and touch it, for fear of defiling the holiness in front of him.

came and went, the young man went into the mountains every day to talk to her, there was the prosperity and beauty of the world, and the sorrow and sadness of life. Although this woman is like a sculpture, she should not fail to answer the young man's words, but in the young man's heart, she is the closest person to him in this world.

One day the clouds were thick, and seeing that the thunderstorm was coming, the young man said goodbye to him, and when he was about to leave, he saw a drop of rain falling on the woman's face.

The young man exclaimed, took off his robe, and propped it on a pole to shield the woman from the wind and rain.

The rain stopped and the clouds dispersed, and the thin boy who had been drenched for a long time returned to the broken temple where he lived. One day in a trance, I fell into a dream, and saw the fairy woman floating here, hiding her face in front of him and crying.

The boy asked, "Why is my sister crying?" ”

The woman said: "You and I have been friends for many days, I thought that you had tasted all the hardships of the world at a young age, and now because you have taken care of me, you have been burdened with your life, how can I not cry." ”

Shaoqian reluctantly grinned and said, "I don't care, I'll die sooner, so I'm better to find my father and mother." It's my sister, why are you trapped in the dense forest of the mountain col with your first-class immortal character?"

The woman wiped away her tears and sighed: "I was originally a god of happiness in the fairy world, but I was trapped here only because the Asura King was angry and framed. ”

The young man struggled to prop up half of his body and asked, "Is there a way to remedy it?"

The woman shook her head, "I have no skills to return to heaven, and when the flowers on my head wilt, that is, when the body dissipates, you have to be solemn and auspicious." ”

After speaking, she reached out and plucked a petal from the back of her head and clicked it into the young man's mind.

The young man was suddenly fingered, and woke up from his dream, got up and looked around but there was no trace of the woman, he reached out and touched his forehead, not dry or hot, and his body was even more healthy and powerful. He knew that it must be the fairy sister who gave up the petals on her head to save him.

He was worried that his sister would be distracted, so he ran into the mountains overnight. The woman in the col was entwined with rattan and soaked in dust.

Looking at the hanging flower behind her head, one piece is missing, one is wilted, and only one petal is left in the middle, and the brilliance is dim.

The boy was at a loss, and all he could do was pull weeds and remove ashes. Unexpectedly, when he cleaned it up, the petals were a little more vibrant.

From then on, the boy built a tent in this mountain and lived in a tent, eating some sour fruits every day. As usual, he continued to talk to the fairy sister and wiped her face, neck, and arms every once in a while.

It's just that the five decays of heaven and man, and dirt not only comes from the outside, but also from the decay of the body.

Within a few days, the woman's skin was dripping with green thick juice, and no matter how the young man wiped it, it was in vain.

He wanted to carry his sister into the waterhole on the mountain, but after all, it was the body of a god, and how could a mortal carry it. I tried it a few times, but I couldn't cut it in the slightest.

This is the only relative he sees every day, how can the young man not save him? So he split a wooden hoop bucket and went up to the deep pool of Dongshan Mountain every day to fetch water and wash away the filth on his sister with a water scoop.

After five years of going back and forth, the waterhole in the east dried up.

He went to the mountain springs in the west to draw water, and for another five years, the water dried up in the west.

The woman's hanging flowers flickered brightly and darkly, and if there was water, it was bright and dark.

For 20 years, day and night, the water in the four pools in the south, east, and northwest was completely dry.

The original boy has become middle-aged, but the woman on the rock has the same appearance.

When he finished pouring the last bucket of water, the middle-aged man died of exhaustion, and the moment he fell to the ground, the bones turned into a pool of blood, washing the woman's ankle.

Suddenly, the heavens and the earth changed suddenly, and the rain poured down.

The dry waterhole leopard in all directions protruded into the sky, overflowed the waterhole in an instant, and rushed into the col along the footprints left by the man carrying water.

Gradually, the col was flooded, and the woman did not enter the water.

This vision of heaven and earth turned out to be the perseverance of the young man who shook the heavens and the earth, and since then the mountain col has become a lake.

All the filth on the woman's body was diluted in the water of the lake, staining the entire lake green, and preserving the remaining petals. Although she could not return to the heavenly realm, she was able to survive because of the remnants of the flowers.

And the soul of the young man at the beginning was one, and he became a great immortal in the lake, cruising in the middle of the lake all day long, guarding the goddess in the water.

Because the young man's name was Qingshan, this blue lake was called Qingshan Lake from then on. 」

The woman in the back seat of the car was still unsatisfied, and her vigilance in her heart was a little less, and she couldn't help but say: "This version is fresh, I have never heard it before." ”

The driver smiled lightly and asked, "Many people say that Qingshan regards the goddess as his partner, so he will do his best, what do you think?"

The woman nodded, "Who knows?" I'm afraid Qingshan himself can't tell." ”

The driver was silent for a moment, and then echoed: "Yes, he initially regarded the goddess as a relative, and then who knows." ”

The woman remembered the pain in her heart, and said disappreciatively: "Just by talking to yourself and looking at it a few times, can you be regarded as a relative? ”

The driver glanced at her in the rearview mirror.

The woman shrank vigilantly, secretly hating herself for being abrupt, just now she was quick to speak, afraid that she was going to arouse the other party's evil thoughts.

I only heard the driver in the front seat say loudly: "No, you don't understand, you don't understand Qingshan's loneliness and helplessness, if you can experience it, you will understand that in the eyes of children, the goddess is not only a relative, but also a mother he imagines." ”

Seeing that he insisted on his point of view and had no idea of transgressing, the woman felt a little relieved, and she paused and asked, "You are not Qingshan either, why are you so sure?"

The driver was silent for a long time and did not answer, and the woman was wary of his every move, for fear that it would not be good for her.

I saw the middle-aged driver driving the car, and in her eyes, he turned into a young man, with a handsome face and clear eyebrows.

The woman pointed to the young man and asked in surprise, "Are you an alien?"

The young man spoke, and his tone became extremely gentle, "Sister Hu, aren't you also an alien?"

The woman clutched her slightly heaving chest and argued, "I...... I'm not!"

The young man hooked the corners of his mouth, "You have been like a goddess for more than ten years, and you are no longer an ordinary person. If you don't know, you should have asked me if I was a human or a ghost. ”

The woman in the back seat looked a little flustered and stammered, "You...... You...... What do you want to do?"

"Sister, Mom! No, no, I've grown up, I should call you Hu Jia. I made up the story of Qingshan Lake, I am the Qingshan who watched you since I was a child, imagining that you are the mother I have never met, and I will stay in front of the TV to talk to you on the evening news. The young man's voice was choked up as he said this.