Lao Mu, who was sitting in the shade of the tree, his eyes were a little astringent, the tiredness of these days and the anxious mood did not let him sleep a real peaceful sleep, unconsciously, he closed the eyes that he wanted to open but were difficult to open, clasped his hands and hugged his knees, and his head slowly hung down on his chest.

Lao Mu walked alone on a road with no end in sight, flowers on both sides were clustered, bees and butterflies danced, the fragrance of flowers was intoxicating, and the sound of flowing water came from afar, and the sound was in his ears, and he was very puzzled, "Where is this?" Could it be Huaguo Mountain in "Journey to the West", but why don't you see 'Huaguo Mountain Blessed Land, Water Curtain Cave Cave'?"

"Uncle, what kind of place is this?"

"This is the road to the Freedom Realm, you can enter the Freedom Realm not far ahead, mortals who come to this blessed land will come for the Escape?"

"Xiaoyao?" Lao Mu was shocked in his heart, and he didn't know how to answer.

"Forget what happened before and after you, and only for a getaway! Although this is not a heavenly fairyland, it is better than a blessed land on earth. Please follow me to visit him first!" After speaking, he took Lao Mu's right hand and left.

Walk not far, you will see a tall stone gate archway, the seal character is written three big characters "free realm". When approaching again, a couplet is carved on the stone on both sides, which is also written in seal characters:

Enjoy the glory and wealth of the world

Do whatever you want in Wonderland

The old man said to Lao Mu: "You can only go shopping, but you can't speak, your words will be lost, and if you lose, you will be sent away, and if you are sent, you will not return!" Lao Mu was suspicious and walked in with the elder.

Step into the door, present in front of you is a very flat small square, the foot of the granite stone paved, not far from the gate is a rockery, the rockery is more than 20 meters high, the strange rocks are craggy all around, surround and go up, in the meantime the flowers and plants are reborn, Lao Mu recognizes only several common plants such as holly, moon season, peony, etc., and the rest of the flowers and plants, Lao Mu just looks pleasing to the eye, but can not name anything. At the top of the mountain, a bluestone is abrupt, and in that slightly flat place, there are three words of "pleasant valley" in the big seal book.

Turn along the granite road, you can see a semicircular platform with a diameter of about more than zhang, the front of the platform is full of greenery, the platform ground is paved with all colored glass, but see the flowing clouds and colorful, colorful, crystal clear, dazzling, Lao Mu can't help but be surprised, this scene is only for the sky! Lao Mu stepped on the glass lightly, felt like he had entered the fairyland. He followed the old man to the edge of the platform, but the cliff in front of the meeting went straight down, bottomless, so that Lao Mu couldn't help but gasp, a little calm, look closely, what jumped into his eyes was smoke, peaks and obstacles, a canyon winding and undulating, the mountains on both sides were verdant, and the ravines were continuous.

"Isn't this a fairyland on earth?" Lao Mu was surprised, "There is no way to go with it, how to enter this fairyland?" The elder saw his thoughts, and said slowly: "Please close your eyes, don't speak!"

"You can open your eyes!" The elder's deep voice came again, Lao Mu opened his eyes slightly, the sun was shining, although it looked very strong, but it was not very dazzling, shining on his face, he felt warm and warm, making people feel soft and comfortable. Under the feet is the fine and soft grass, sometimes accompanied by the time of the small flowers, this flower and grass is not afraid of trampling, stepping on it, soft, thin, as if stepping on the thick green silk carpet, the grass is green and strong, coming to the nose, fresh and refreshing, and the mood is comfortable.

Look around, as if reproducing the grand scene of the Qingming Shanghe map, all the pedestrians on the road are dressed by the ancients, but for the old Mu this person in foreign dress, no one has a second look, although the tourists are weaving, the horseman, the sedan chair, the ancient carriage and horse, the picture is all there. Everyone waved to each other, and seemed to be laughing naturally, but for Lao Mu, he only saw everyone laughing, but he couldn't hear any sound, it was quiet and abnormal, and the fairyland had its own wonderland. Greenways branch cross, wide or narrow, deep or shallow, and there is no pattern to follow. On both sides of each thin path, there is a lot of green, and the sunlight that shines through the gaps between the leaves, the thin ones swim like silk, and the thick ones are as white as pillars, which are reflected on the face from time to time, adding a little bit of fun. The unknown street tree, the leaves are broad or narrow, the branches are long or short, and the coniferous and broad-leaved alternates without order, just like the primeval forest described in the book. The only difference from the picture is that there are no shops, no stalls, and the bottom of the eye is endless greenery, low green grass, shrubs everywhere, tall trees connected into forests, full of greenery.

Lao Mu is silent, with the elders marching in this weaving flow of people, the elders are good at this, let them close their eyes again, a little grass in exchange for a strange fragrance to the nose, when the old Mu Wei opened his eyes, it is still a tourist, but it has been replaced by a colorful world, surrounded by red, white, pink, blue, yellow, purple flowers, thousands of flowers, competing to bloom, pressing the branches low. The white flower clusters are pure, jade, flawless, with the crystal clear of winter snow, graceful, pure and elegant, and as pure as white jade. Look at the charming pink again, the huggers are like hydrangeas, and the open ones are like horns, conveying warmth and romance to passers-by. The purple flowers are even more delightful, gathering on the branches to form a bouquet, as if they are reaching out to passers-by. Lao Mu was dazzled and couldn't catch his eyes, but the pace of the elders floated away, so that Lao Mu did not dare to stay alone, although the pace accelerated from time to time, the faster and lighter, so that Lao Mu did not have the slightest sleepiness, followed the elders while walking and appreciating, "These hundred flowers are concentrated here, and can compete to open at the same time?

Lao Mu has not had time to enjoy the beauty of the hundred flowers, and then stepped into the jungle dyeing, here all the red flowers are tightly clustered, the red fruits are piled up on the branches, it is gratifying, look at it, the horizontal seems to be full of red glow, look at it like a fire to burn the camp, under this red reflection, the sunshine here also turns red, visitors look very excited, sometimes caress the red leaves, sometimes lean on the mahogany, sometimes taste the red fruits, beautiful, smile.

Turn a mountain beam, the red gradually disappears, the antique color, the pavilions and pavilions, hidden in the green mountains and green water, and then look closely, sparkling, boundless, the golden carp jumps, the light boat comes and goes, there are occasionally large lotus leaves covered, people think of the poem of "the lotus leaves are infinitely green, the lotus flowers are different red in the sun", the lotus fragrance floats in, the silk enters the lungs, the heart is clear and the brain is cool, smooth and delicate, people can't help but take a few more breaths of the refreshing lotus fragrance, savor the refreshing scenery on the water.

Lao Mu has forgotten his worries, this quiet fairy scene in the mountains has made it difficult for him to return. "The true meaning of the world is to come to this world for a while, to cultivate temperament, and why bother to trouble, everyone does not answer each other, isn't it beautiful?" Lao Mu heard what the elder said, but he didn't understand the meaning, he thought about it a little, wanted to ask something, thought of the elder's entry reminder, and didn't say much, so he didn't ask out loud.

"Close your eyes and come with me!" the elder reminded.

In an instant, Lao Mu opened his eyes, stood in front of an abrupt cliff, suddenly felt that the blood in his head was surging upward, his heart was hanging in a line, the timid would never dare to look at the upper half of his eyes, and he turned his head sharply and saw a cave, and there were four big characters in the wild cursive above the entrance of the cave.

"What is the purpose of the elder bringing me here, is this also a place of leisure?" Old Mu wondered, not knowing what to do. The elder dragged him for a while, and then stepped into the cave, the cave was a little cold, and the slightest chill hit like a bone, making Lao Mu shiver like a reflex. Before Lao Mu could see the scene in the cave, he saw that there was a bright light in front of him, and the noise of carriages and horses could be heard from time to time.

Outside the entrance of the cave, it is very lively, with cars and horses and people, and the houses are like houses. Lao Mu couldn't figure it out, the cliffs behind him turned around and there was a different scene, and the rapid change was really unimaginable.

Different from the "Pleasant Valley" he went to before, for Lao Mu, it was a silent world, but here it was a noisy space, with chickens crowing, dogs barking, horses, and the sound of sound in the ears, guessing boxing, shouting, singing, and every sentence was tempting. There are constant cars and horses coming and going on the road, and it is really a prosperous scene.

Spaces and buildings are unique, each with its own merits and unique features. The low and simple houses here are hidden in the tall woods, and the roofs are all surrounded by grass, round, square, and polygonal, arranged alternately, with a unique atmosphere. The three-storey building over there, all the color of the maroon red exterior paint, all kinds of carving, painting, calligraphy inscriptions on the wall, can be seen everywhere, showing extraordinary luxury. Walking in front of the low house, the strong smell of wine mixed with the aroma of meat made Lao Mu have a great appetite, and he made swallowing movements from time to time. When passing through the building, the aroma of rice, wine, and rouge were mixed together, which made Lao Mu even faster saliva secretion, and he couldn't stop it. The singing in the building was flying, and although he couldn't hear any music, it made Lao Mu so fascinated that he had long forgotten the temptation of the aroma of rice.

Walking in the bustling streets and alleys, suddenly from not far away came a loud noise, Lao Mu felt very strange, is there still a noise here? In the middle of speculation, he had followed the old man to the side of the noisy crowd, the old man stopped, twisted his beard, smiled silently, Lao Mu noticed that in the crowd, an old woman was shouting loudly at a young man kneeling in front of him, emotional, rapid speech, slightly leaning, and the old woman burst into tears. From time to time, the crowd exchanged heads, pointed and talked to each other.

Lao Mu looked back at the old man's silent expression, as if he was listening with relish, and his curiosity immediately made Lao Mu not the slightest slack, standing up, holding his breath and listening carefully.

"Look, just because of a young and beautiful woman, she even left behind such an important life event as rushing for the exam, is this still a person?" said a middle-aged man wearing a felt hat in the crowd.

"Let everyone judge and judge, can I still save this child? The whole family saved food and simple use for him to study, I wanted him to take the test for fame, so that he could get rid of the pain of ignorance and live a good life in the future, but on the way to get fame, he coveted women, left the fame behind him, slept in the woman's comfort nest, and the whole family spent all the money for him to get fame on the woman, and he is still obsessed, his father persuaded him not to indulge in women, and he also defended what to say. This is my first love's nonsense, and now his father is so angry that he is sick, and he is still in love with women, and has no intention of turning back. ”

"This world is really strange, I am not the only obsessed with the world, I only know it, I don't know why, I am obsessed, I was the same, obsessed with women, do not seek to improve, women left me, so far I have lived poorly, I ended up alone, hanging from each other, now I see this scene makes me realize, I am not the only one who is obsessed in this world, it is rare that there will be such an obsessed person?" stood up in the crowd a "Kong Yiji" wearing a torn robe, walked up to the old woman, pointed to his nose and said loudly, this "Kong Yiji" After saying these words, there was no talk among the crowd, and everyone did not laugh at him, but had a little respect for his honesty.

After a pause, a wise man came out of the crowd and continued: "You child, the words of your parents, the words of the elderly, you must not listen to them, this is the lesson of their life, they don't want this lesson to be repeated in you, so they persuade you like this, you don't want to think about it, when you get famous, women, palanquins, and houses will be readily available, if you have a relationship with this woman, at that time, can't you stay together for a long time? Why bother to become your own fetters so early, if this woman drags you back and makes you want to be motivated, what can she bring you?" If you stagnate, then you will be in front of and behind you, embarrassment, troubles will follow, you are a scholar, don't you understand this simple truth?"

These words resonated with the crowd of onlookers, and immediately thunderous applause rang out, and the old man did not clap his hands, but only bowed his head slightly.

The applause stopped, and there was a sweet "sigh ......" long sigh in the crowd, and everyone's eyes turned around, and the voice came from a white gown, with a neat bun on the top of his head in a delicate white jade hair crown, a plain white, a delicate face, and a handsome and chic man, he took a few steps forward: "I am the one who is no stranger to reading Although I have no great talent, if I hadn't broken my wife's words back then, how could I have the later act of destroying Zhongshan, so a man should stand in heaven and earth, and at this time he should look back on the shore, and he should be worthy of it! Otherwise, if he doesn't look back and aspire to be a family and country, won't he be a laughing stock before adults?"

When Lao Mu heard this, he suddenly thought of Mr. Pu's "Strange Tales from Liao Zhai", and the scholar who was fascinated by the woman who painted the skin in his article "Painted Skin" is not the same as it? The world laughs at the hateful fox fairy written by Mr. Pu, but the hateful place is not in the fox fairy, but in these scholars, who are trapped, obsessed, and have no ambitions, have wasted their youth and good years, no wonder the ancients have lamented that "the young and strong do not work hard, and the boss is sad"!

Everyone, you say a word, all of them are counting the young man who is kneeling on the ground, although the young man who has always lowered his head has no words, but he can hear his faint sobbing sound, as if he has woken up, the young man kneeling on the ground suddenly raised his head, Lao Mu's heart shook suddenly: "This, this seems to have been seen somewhere, but I can't say, I can't remember where I have seen it!" The young man took half a step forward on his knees, grabbed the old woman's hands, cried bitterly, choked and said: " It's all the child's fault, the child knows that he is wrong, I must change my past mistakes and finish my studies!" After speaking, he moved his knees slightly, snorted at the onlookers, and muttered: "Thank you neighbors, thank you passers-by for giving me guidance!"

The old man nodded slightly, pulled Lao Mu up and continued to walk forward. Faintly heard the sound of gongs and drums, Lao Mu from the drum to judge, is a festive gong and drum, with the distance is getting closer and closer, the sound of gongs and drums is getting louder and louder, instant drum music Xuantian, soon saw four people carrying the drum, a row of people holding their respective musical instruments, after the sound of gongs and drums, the musicians behind them will blow up, so lively, there are three people riding horses in new clothes behind the band, a tall black horse in front, two riders of red horses followed, more than a dozen red sedan chairs lined up, each sedan chair is carried by four strong men, several of the sedan chairs on both sides of the accompanying mother-in-law, majestic, pedestrians on the road are separated to the side of the road。 Seeing this, Lao Mu also wanted to follow the passers-by to the side of the road to watch, but for the elders, he turned a blind eye and continued to move forward, and Lao Mu had to follow closely, listening to a person in the crowd whispering to the people next to him: "That's Gao Yanei, who is going to marry the lady of the Lin family." I just married Miss Wang a few days ago, but yesterday I fell in love with the Lin family's lady, and I don't know how the man from the Lin family dealt with it, so I moved out of this position today to get married?"

"The bride who married the bride only saw a sedan chair on the film and television, why did he carry out so many sedan chairs? Maybe this shows the majesty of the master's family!" Lao Mu thought, and didn't dare to talk to passers-by, silently followed behind the sedan chair and walked in front of people.

Suddenly, a man with a gun came out of the crowd, and went straight to the man riding a high-headed black horse, shouting: "I advise you to turn back to the shore, you can't listen, let me have a heart-piercing gun today, see if you can enter or not!" With a scream, he leaned forward, slashed forward, and woke up.

Lao Mu woke up in shock, his mouth was still chanting the words "turn back to the shore", the dream was so frightened that he couldn't remember half of the sentence, only felt that the clothes on his face and body were soaked, his legs were a little numb, and his two buckled hands were a little swollen, he slowly buckled his hands upside down, and made two pushes forward, and then freed his right hand, rubbed his eyes, wiped the acid water flowing from the corner of his mouth, raised his left wrist and looked at his watch, it was nine o'clock and three quarters, and there was still a quarter of an hour before the list. Lao Mu stood up, stretched his waist that was a little sore, then yawned twice, and turned his neck a little tight, only then did he notice that the people in front of the gallery had gathered more.