The honest monk got out of the car, stretched, and was about to call the store first, but looking at the signal on the mobile phone, he reluctantly gave up.

Walking forward along the rugged trail in the mountains, after walking for more than half an hour, a light and elegant fragrance came to the face, which was the fragrance of apricot blossoms budding to be released. Turning a mountain ring, the eyes suddenly opened up, and it was indeed an apricot forest.

Looking at the apricot forest in front of him, the honest monk was relaxed and happy, and suddenly heard a burst of singing from behind the apricot forest.

"Planting beans in the south of the mountain, the grass is full of beans and seedlings. Morningside is desolate, and returns with the moon and lotus. The road is narrow and the grass and trees are long, and the evening dew stains my clothes. It is not a pity to stain the clothes, but the wish is not violated. ”

This is Mr. Goyanagi's poem, and it is appropriate to put it here. The honest monk listened to his singing with a sense of leisurely self-satisfaction, and secretly applauded in his heart, but he didn't expect that there would be such a gentleman on this Hutou Mountain.

He walked a few steps, through the apricot forest, and in front of him appeared an old man hoeing the ground, he was a little slender, dressed in blue cloth, and had a white copper cigarette pouch and pot pinned to his waist.

I saw that with a slight press of his right hand on the handle of the hoe, the blade of the hoe was raised high, and then it fell quickly, hooking into the dirt. Immediately after a hook and a flip, the hoe knocked again, and the mud block was crushed.

It doesn't look any different from ordinary people hoeing the ground, but for some reason, the honest monk always feels that this old man hoes the ground a little specially.

He paid attention for a long time before he realized what the reason was.

Even for the most experienced farmer, there must be a difference in the size of the clod of soil with each hoe.

But the old man hoeed the ground, and the size of the clods of soil each time was surprisingly consistent, which shows that the old man had made absolutely accurate calculations whether it was the power, speed or angle of the shot.

I only heard the old man sing again: "The middle age is quite good, and the late home is in the south of the mountains." Every time you go alone, you know what you are winning. Go to the poor place of the water, and sit and watch the clouds rise. Occasionally, Lin Suo, talk and laugh without a repayment date. ”

The old man sang a word, and the ground was hoeed to the end.

The honest monk thought that since this old man was farming here, he must be from Yashang Village, so he followed.

The old man glanced at the honest monk, and his feet walked faster and faster, and after a while, he disappeared from view.

The honest monk has always been cautious in his work, but when he saw that the old man was strange and had no intention of going along, he did not chase after him at the moment.

After a short walk, a faint roar came, and the further you walked, the clearer the sound became. The honest monk looked up, and a white line fell from the sky, like a galloping horse, like a swimming dragon. When I got closer, I saw the waterfall falling vertically and smashing down on the rock wall, splashing the elixir and shattering the jasper.

"Young man, why did you come to the mountains so early?"

The honest monk's heart trembled, this person's voice could penetrate the thunderous roar, and clearly reached his ears, and the internal force was really unfathomable.

He looked around and saw the old man sitting on a smooth bluestone with his legs bent, smoking a cigarette and looking at him with a smile.

The honest monk walked up to him and said with a smile: "The sun is too strong at noon, I'm afraid of tanning." ”

“……”

The old man stood up, put his hoe gently on his shoulder, and said, "Go, I'll take you to the village." ”

The old man is in front, and the honest monk is in the back.

"Old man, you walked so fast just now, I didn't even catch up with you. ”

"People in the mountains often walk mountain roads, and they are used to it. ”

"I want to stay in the mountains for a while, is there a place to stay in the village?"

"We have a poor ravine, how can we have a special place to live. If you don't dislike it, come to my house for a few days, and you can pay for the house. ”

Looking at what it means to give, I said I don't want to give money, can you agree? The honest monk feels that it is better to ask clearly.

"Old man, you better say the number, so that you and I are sure. ”

The old man smiled: "Nowadays, young people have a lot of eyes, so I'll say a number, five hundred a day, including food and accommodation, what do you think?"

A penny is difficult for a hero, the honest monk touched the more than 3,000 yuan in his pocket, and said stubbornly: "I have to live for almost a week, how about you give a discount, two hundred a day?"

The smile on the old man's face suddenly disappeared: "You go to the village to inquire about the rental market, even the cheapest house costs three hundred a day." My house is a star-rated house, the market price is 600 a day, and I charge you 500, which is enough less. ”

The honest monk hesitated for a long time, gritted his teeth and said, "Then I'll add some, three hundred a day, no more!"

"Four hundred and five, it really can't be less!"

"Three hundred and five, otherwise I won't live!"

The old man stomped his foot angrily and said, "I've never seen you pick such a tourist, four hundred a day, I can't live it!"

"Deal!"

The honest monk secretly rejoiced in his heart, thanks to his own eyes, otherwise, he would have been pitted by this old man. However, when he saw the smile on the old man's face, he felt as if he had lost it.

Next, the two of them chatted without saying a word, and after walking for two incense sticks, a small village suddenly appeared in front of them. The honest monk roughly counted, about thirty households.

Suddenly, several messages popped up on the phone, all of which were missed call reminders from the clerk of the Tian'an store. Since entering Hutou Mountain, it was the first time that the honest monk had received a message from outside the mountain.

He suddenly realized, no wonder the cliff village would be located here, it turned out that there was a signal here.

After thinking about it again, the honest monk sent a message to Liu Xinxin: "I won't go to the store these days, and the affairs in the store will be arranged by you, I hope you will make persistent efforts and reach new heights." ”

"In front of my house is my house, and there are two trees in front of my house, one is a date tree, and the other is also a date tree. ”

The courtyard is not large, and the honest monk's room is in the east house, which is made of bluestone and adobe piles. The furnishings in the room are also very simple, only a bamboo bed, a wooden table, a wooden chair, and nothing else.

I went, whose star-rated house is this standard, and four hundred a day, the honest monk felt that his heart was dripping blood.

It seems that you have to find the grave guard as soon as possible, otherwise you won't have enough money in your pocket to spend.

"Young man, are you going to rest for a while, or are you going to go out for a walk?"

"I'll go out for a walk, so I don't have to prepare lunch. ”

The old man nodded and said, "I know that you young people love to be lively, and I will tell you a piece of news, two days ago, a few people from the mountains came to film, and they were picking scenery in the apricot forest in the north of the village, you can go and take a look." ”

"Thank you, old man. With that, the honest monk turned around and was about to leave.

The old man suddenly grabbed him and said with a serious face, "You must come back before dark." ”

The honest monk looked at him, not knowing why.

The old man put on a kind smile and explained: "The road in the village is not easy to walk, and there are many cliffs around, and you people outside the mountain are not familiar with the terrain, and it is not safe at night. ”