The scorching summer weather is always so changeable, and a rainstorm suddenly hits the barren mountain.

Wen Yu's grief seemed to have been answered by God, it turned into rain, and then flowed into the sea, adding a bit of desolation to this already barren place.

Wen Yu was curled up at the moment, hiding under a tree.

The wind swept the torrential rain, through the leafless tree trunk, and hit Wen Yu's body.

Wen Yu was a little scared and a little desperate.

Earlier, she wanted to go down the mountain and leave because of the man's words.

But as the saying goes, "It's easy to go up, but it's hard to get down." ”

When Wen Yu went up the mountain, she just ran desperately up the mountain, without paying the slightest attention to the direction, and the mountain road was rugged, so she naturally got lost.

Gradually, it was getting dark, and Wen Yu didn't know what to do.

She was really afraid that if she stayed on this mountain for a few more moments, the indifferent man would kill him mercilessly, and then throw him in this desolate place.

It's just that in the face of this sudden downpour and dim night, she can only compromise.

She returned to the top of the mountain, leaned against the dead tree, and looked at the mountain landscape that had been covered with a hazy layer of rain.

Psychological self-comfort: I just want to hide from the rain, and when the weather clears tomorrow, I will go down the mountain, that man should not be so unreasonable.

In this way, Wen Yu leaned on the treeside, and under the rain again and again, her eyelids became heavier and heavier, and the whole person became groggy.

The scene before me was replaced by darkness.

Just before she fainted, her eyelids twitched slightly, and vaguely she saw a man in a gray linen dress walking towards her.

Wen Yu woke up again, and it was dusk the next day.

When she opened her eyes and saw everything around her, she was instantly stunned.

The scenery in front of me is no longer the barrenness, but a plum forest.

The afterglow of the setting sun is reflected on this piece of plum forest, giving people an indescribable beauty.

Although Wen Yu was still more than twenty meters away from the plum forest, the plum fragrance still reached her nose.

Occasionally, the breeze blows, and the petals fall in the wind.

"Plum blossoms, it's August, how can there be plum blossoms?" Wen Yu rubbed her hazy sleepy eyes and said.

She looked at everything around her and felt like she was in a dream.

She saw that on the right side of Merlin was a bluestone pavement paved with cobblestones, and at the end of the road was a three-story attic, not very large, but it looked very elegant.

There are some plum blossoms falling around the bluestone pavement, which adds a bit of poetry at that time.

"Hey, anyone?" Although Wen Yu was attracted by the scenery here, the most important thing at the moment was to figure out where she was.

She got up slowly, touched her clothes, and found that they were already dry, if not, the whole piece of hair was stuck together because it was wet, and she would really suspect that yesterday's events were just a dream.

Seeing that no one responded, Wen Yu hit her courage and walked cautiously towards the attic.

Just before she came to the stone road, she smelled a strong aroma of wine, Wen Yu's brows stretched, obviously a little intoxicated.

She continued to move forward, took a few steps to the attic, looked at the door that was already a little yellow, Wen Yu knocked curiously.

It's just that she didn't get the slightest response.

"Bump-" There was a soft sound, and the door was directly pushed open by Wen Yu.

Everything inside suddenly became clear.

A stone table, a stone bed, a few books neatly placed on the stone table, and a few wine glasses of unknown texture.

On the other side of the stone table, a pale-faced man with messy hair was sitting on the floor, stirring a jar with a spoon.

The aroma of the wine just now seems to be emanating from this.

Is he? the man who drove him down the mountain yesterday.

Wen Yu never thought that she would come to him by mistake, isn't this self-defeating?

"I don't know, isn't it rude to trespass without the owner's permission?" said the man, moving his mouth.

Hearing this, Wen Yu's whole body was swept by a wave of fear, and her legs fell to the ground with a soft "poof".

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to, I was going to go down the mountain yesterday, but it suddenly rained heavily, and I got lost again, so I planned to take shelter under that tree for a while, and when the sky cleared, I left. ”

"As for here, I really don't know how I got here, I woke up, and found myself lying in a plum forest, sir, can you spare me, don't kill me, I'll go down the mountain." Wen Yu's forehead was covered with cold sweat, and her eyes became red, as if she would be dripping water in the next second.

When the man heard this, he didn't get angry, nor did he drive her out as Wen Yu expected, but still stirred the sake in the jar.

After a long while, he put down the spoon, stood up from the ground, coughed lightly, then dusted off his body, picked up a wine glass from the stone table, poured two glasses of sake that had just been brewed, and then half-squatted down, stretched out his hand and handed it to Wen Yu.

"Is this plum wine, do you want a drink?" said the man with a faint smile.

Wen Yu trembled, raised her head, saw the warm smile on the man's face, the fear in her heart gradually disappeared, she took the wine glass tremblingly, put it in the air, but she couldn't drink it.

I heard the man say again: "This is plum blossom wine, made from the plum blossoms in the plum grove you saw earlier, and drinking some of it is good for your body." ”

Seeing the man say this, Wen Yu no longer hesitated, after all, if this man wanted to kill her, it was too simple.

With sake in her stomach, Wen Yu only felt that the whole person was warm, and the fatigue all over her body disappeared in an instant.

Wen Yu sensed the changes in her body, her face was happy, and she thanked the man: "Thank you, sir." ”

For Wen Yu's thanks, the man had no sadness or joy, just waved his sleeves back, and said lightly: "Since the wine has been drunk, then you can go down the mountain, the wine will emit bursts of heating in your belly, so that you will not be hindered by the wind and rain again, enough for you to find your way down the mountain." ”

As soon as the words fell, the man grabbed Wen Yu's collar, lifted her up, and walked out of the door.

Originally, it was about 20 meters of bluestone pavement.

The man had only one step before he had come to the end of the road.

In the blink of an eye, it was the previous Merlin.

Wen Yu's pupils shrank, and she looked at this man incredulously.

He, is he a god?

The man's strength was very strong, the collar was pulled very tightly by him, Wen Yu gradually became a little out of breath, and her body was lifted in mid-air, shaking constantly, and she shouted with difficulty: "Sir, let go of me, I... I'm a little out of breath. ”

In the face of Wen Yu's words, the man did not respond at all, and walked through the merlin.

At the end of Merlin, there is a desolate land that is completely different from the previous beauty, but it is somewhat similar to the barren mountains of yesterday.

There stood a cracked dead tree, and on it there were eight slender branches, but its trunk seemed to have been cut off, leaving only half of it.

Wen Yu's face turned red, and the feeling of suffocation permeating her whole body made her temporarily forget the man's terror, and she involuntarily struggled in midair, kicking her legs wildly and kicking the man's gray linen clothes.

The man frowned slightly, very displeased, and threw Wen Yu to the ground and then pulled up a corner of his clothes.

He was obviously very precious to the shabby linen clothes, and he bowed down and looked at it carefully.

Seeing that his clothes were not damaged, he patted his chest, exhaled a long breath of turbidity, and then looked at Wen Yu who was thrown on the ground by him with dissatisfaction.

Just looking at it like this, his eyes, which have always been ancient and waveless, as if they would not even shake the sky and the earth, rippled with meaning.

His mouth was slightly open, and his face was full of incredulity.

He saw that on the branch of the dead tree, a green leaf actually bloomed.