In the early morning, before dawn, Yang Yu carried the bag of things that Hu Yuxuan had prepared for him behind him, and the flying sword Qingying hung on the backpack, he lowered his head and kissed Hu Yuxuan's forehead, and then jumped off his balcony.

When Yang Yu walked to the road outside the villa, he took out his mobile phone and sent a text message to Curly Mao asking him to protect Hu Yuxuan, and then sent a text message to Huang Shiren, the principal of Meixian No. 1 Middle School, to apply for a suspension of school, and Yang Yu left around his villa.

Yang Yu carried his bags to Taihang Mountain, along the way he ran with the wind as if he was relieving his mood, Yang Yu ran quickly like an afterimage, so that many people on the road drove cars were left far behind him.

When Yang Yu arrived at the foot of the towering and tall Taihang Mountain, which was covered with knee-high withered grass and looked very vast, it was already dusk in the west, and an old man sitting at the foot of the mountain smoking dry tobacco came into his eyes, Yang Yu walked to the old man who was smacking dry tobacco on Taihang Mountain, he took out a Zhongnanhai from his pocket and handed it to the old man and said, "Is there a vine dragon tree near here, old man?"

When the old man who was herding sheep heard Yang Yu's words, his eyes instantly lit up, but they dimmed again, he didn't take Yang Yu's cigarette, but sighed and took a spicy dry smoke, "I really haven't heard of the vine dragon tree you said, but it's dark this day, I advise you to leave here early, the forests on this side of Taihang Mountain are luxuriant, and wolves often haunt at night, I'm afraid that you will give your life here in vain." ”

Yang Yu took back the cigarette handed to the old man herding sheep and put it in his mouth, he lit it with a blonde and blue-eyed beauty lighter and took a puff and said, "The old man is fine, I don't care about one or two wolf cubs." ”

The old man didn't talk to Yang Yu anymore, and he began to gather the sheep as if to drive home.

He Yang Yu saw that the old man was ignoring him, so he didn't greet the old man anymore, he walked along a tree-lined path at the foot of Taihang Mountain towards the deeper part of Taihang Mountain.

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The afterglow of the setting sun shines brilliantly on Taihang Mountain, everything looks very beautiful, but Yang Yu has no intention of enjoying the scenery in the mountains, he just wants to find the vine dragon tree as soon as possible, so he just buries his head and walks deeper into the mountain.

At this moment, a girl wearing a purple skirt revealing a pair of white calves, a snow-white full chest, squeezing out a deep groove, a beautiful face, and a bamboo basket on her back looked innocent appeared in Yang Yu's field of vision.

What made Yang Yu dumbfounded was that she was holding a colorful snake in her hand, with a wrist thickness of five or six feet long, and the girl was very surprised by Yang Yu with a flying sword hanging on her backpack.

The two looked at each other like this, stared at each other for a long time, Yang Yu coughed, glanced at the girl's white calves and said, "There are inevitably some poisonous insects in this forest, and besides, it's already autumn cold, why does the girl wear so little." ”

The girl threw the snake in her hand into the bamboo basket behind her and covered it, and then she tied the bamboo basket and the lid with a red rope, and then the girl took out an iron box depicting the ancient court ladies from her arms, she opened the iron box and pinched out a piece of snow white mixed with lilac petals, the girl smacked her lips and said: "This thing is called begonia, I don't dare to approach me with its poisonous insects, I am not afraid of the cold because I am used to the cold." ”

Yang Yu stared at the girl and asked, "Then may I ask the girl, is there a vine dragon tree near this Taihang Mountain?"

The girl held her chin and pondered for a long time and said, "I don't know if there is a vine dragon tree in this Taihang Mountain, but I have a very old painting at home, and the name of that painting seems to be called the vine dragon tree." ”

Yang Yu couldn't help but be overjoyed when he heard the girl's words: "Then can you let me see that painting in your house?"

The girl circled around Yang Yu and looked at him for a while, and after a long time, she groaned: "I'll go, but if you dare to do anything crooked about me, I'll let the snake bite you." ”

Yang Yu looked at the girl jokingly Hu Zou and said: "I was originally a Taoist priest in the Ziyun Temple, and the family teacher let me travel all over the world to experience the customs and customs, and our Taoist priests are not close to women." ”

"Then why do you keep staring at people's legs and chests?" the girl turned her head and said to Yang Yu with a smile.

Yang Yu instantly became speechless when he heard the girl's words, he stopped talking and smiled at the girl awkwardly.

As she walked away, the girl took Yang Yu to a thatched hut in the depths of Taihang Mountain, where curling smoke rose from the thatched hut, and the thatched hut was shrouded in a light veil-like mist, and the scenery here gave Yang Yu a feeling of being in a splashed ink scroll.

The girl shouted in a voice like a yellow bird, "Grandpa, I'm back!"

The old man at the foot of Taihang Mountain appeared in front of Yang Yu again, the old man looked at Yang Yu and snorted coldly, he looked at the girl angrily and said, "Ah Lian, why did you bring this kid home." ”

Ah Lian heard the old man's rebuke and pinched the corner of her clothes and didn't dare to speak, Yang Yu paced in front of the old man and said, "Uncle, I just want to see your painting, and I will leave when I finish reading, and I will definitely not disturb your life and your granddaughter." ”

The old man took out the shredded tobacco from the box in his pocket and put it in the cigarette pouch pot, he lit the cigarette and took a puff and said with a solemn expression: "Boy, go quickly, the vine dragon tree is just an unrealistic legend, and as for the painting you want to see, I have already burned it." ”

Yang Yu glanced at the old man who was herding sheep helplessly, he turned his head and left the hut, Yang Yu guessed that the old man was definitely not simple, he should know everything about the vine dragon tree, and knew the truth of moisturizing things silently, Yang Yu decided to wait for a while to come to the thatched house.

The night has condensed into black, Yang Yu sat on the mountainside of Taihang Mountain overlooking the vast night, suddenly a row of autumn geese flew over him in the sky, the geese were frightened, Yang Yu couldn't help but have a trace of desolation and parting feelings in his heart, and the melancholy of leaving home still lingered in his heart.

In addition to being sad, Yang Yu grunted with hunger, and he didn't care about hurting Chunqiu, so he took out a golden needle from his arms and shot it towards a wild goose flying overhead.

Only to hear a terrible hiss of the wild goose fell from the sky, Yang Yu carried the wild goose in Taihang Mountain to find a stone nest to live and roast, and after a while, the wild goose in the sky was roasted by him on the outside and tender on the inside.

Yang Yu muttered to himself while eating wild geese: "What does life look like everywhere? It should be like Feihong stepping on slush again, I have become a wandering person again, and don't be like me, don't fly around, stay in my stomach obediently." ”