Chapter 109 Shennongjia 1

When the dawn rose from the horizon, Yang Yu woke up early to wake up Hu Yuxuan, who was lying in a soft white bed and huddled in the city, and after the two washed up, they had breakfast and walked from the red villa to the courtyard.

Hu Yuxuan put her bag into the car with sleepy eyes, and she began to start the car and drive towards the villa.

Yang Yu went to open the door of the villa, as soon as he opened the door, he saw a tall and strong figure, holding a big bucktooth cannon in his mouth, at this time, the cannon pacing left and right in the morning light suddenly saw Yang Yu, he said with a smile: "Good morning Yang Yu, I came early in the morning to wait for the eldest brother to come, this is not already half a box of cigarettes." ”

Yang Yu smiled slightly and patted the shoulder of the big bucktooth cannon and said, "Your sister-in-law will drive out in a while, she is a little late watching TV at night, when she comes out, you can help her drive!"

Sao Pao smiled and nodded, Hu Yuxuan drove the blue Bujia, and then Yang Yu and Hu Yuxuan sat down in the back of the carriage, Sao Pao extinguished half of the cigarette in his hand and threw it on the street, he turned over and sat in the driver's seat, and skillfully started the sports car towards Shennongjia.

Hu Yuxuan took out the pink bear pendant smartphone and continued to watch the fantasy old movie Shuiyue Dongtian, while Yang Yu looked at the large yellow rape flowers outside the window, and he suddenly felt a familiar taste, as if he suddenly looked back and picked up something again.

Yang Yu thought of the funeral flower written by his vassal Fengya from this scene in front of him, he couldn't help but feel bitter that he was not suitable to be a poet, the poets in Yang Yu's heart were all pure poets like Haizi, and he felt that he was not worthy of the word poet, Yang Yu felt that he was at best a person who liked to fiddle with words.

"From dawn to dusk, the sun is shining, better than all the poems of the past, happiness finds me, happiness says: "Look, this poet, he is happier than myself." Haizi's words couldn't help but echo in Yang Yu's mind, he thought that this was a pure poet.

Yang Yu couldn't help but smile bitterly when he thought of Haizi, the world of a poet who takes dreams as a horse is often too dreamy, and often can't tolerate the cruelty of this reality, maybe it is the things that rely on the spirit to survive compared with reality, the two are too far away, so a pure person like Haizi is prone to paranoid behavior.

Hu Yuxuan took out a round chocolate with a wine flavor from his bag and handed it to Yang Yu: "Don't be stunned, eat a chocolate to refresh yourself!"

Yang Yu took the chocolate in Hu Yuxuan's hand and put it in his pocket and said, "I'm thinking about it, I'm not sleepy, let's eat it when I'm sleepy!"

Hu Yuxuan glanced at Yang Yu and didn't say anything, she put a chocolate into her pink mouth and chewed it, and continued to look at the Water Moon Cave Sky.

Maybe it was the cannon driving too fast on the highway, at nine o'clock in the morning, the blue Bugatti stopped next to the statue of Shennong, at this time Yang Yu's mobile phone also rang It was the editor Su Xiaonuan's call, Yang Yu connected the phone, and a gentle girl rang in his ears, "Hey, Yang Yu, are you here, we have already come, and now we are standing in front of Shennong and incense!"

Yang Yu took a look and saw a group of men and women dressed elegantly, or holding a video camera, or wearing round glasses to stand under the statue of Shennong.

A few women with a beautiful posture seemed to see Yang Yu who was talking on the phone with a mobile phone, and they began to wave towards Yang Yu, Yang Yu asked the big bucktooth cannon to stay in the car to watch the house, and he pulled Hu Yuxuan towards the group.

After a while, Yang Yu walked in front of several people, and one of them, a woman with a melon seed face, a ponytail, and a cheerful personality in a white shirt looked at him and said, "Shuai Ge, you won't just be called Yang Yu." ”

Yang Yu smiled and nodded, he couldn't help but look at one of the several literary and artistic youths, wearing a red plaid shirt, slim jeans, and combing the middle to give people a kind of woman who was lost in the old time and had a very temperamental temperament.

Hu Yuxuan saw Yang Yu's stunned little eyes, she couldn't help but step on Yang Yu's feet, and Yang Yu came back to his senses in embarrassment.

Then the group introduced each other, they all began to walk on a wooden trestle bridge after incense under the statue of Shennong, and they walked along a winding mountain road to the top of Shennong, which was dyed with forests and green raindrops, and was shrouded in smoke.

The meadow beside the road is sprinkled with craggy and strange stones, and the alpine arrows and rhododendrons are very beautiful, a tall and thin man with a pair of round black eyes, surrounded by a very fan, a scarf, and a young man saw such a magnificent scenery, he couldn't help reciting a great man's poem on a whim, "Sorrowful, ask the vast earth, who is the lord of ups and downs?"

Several slender and graceful beauties couldn't help but laugh when they saw the young man's surging look, and even Hu Yuxuan's face was filled with a bright smile.

At this time, the beautiful editor Su Xiaonuan looked at the fluffy snow-white hair on the top of her head with a pair of big watery eyes, her bangs slightly covered her eyebrows, and Yang Yu, who had clear eyebrows, said: "Yang Dacaizi, or you can also make a few sentences to let a few of our good sisters appreciate it." ”

Yang Yu took a step out calmly, he looked at the reckless forest sea, the majestic and magnificent splendid mountains and rivers couldn't help but fluctuate, Yang Yu stood with his hands in his hands and said with a proud face: "If he makes a move to climb high, he will call the wind and call the rain and tremble." ”

Several young men cast contemptuous and disdainful glances at Yang Yu, and they felt that Yang Yu was speaking wildly and disagreed.

At this time, Ouyang Hanyan, who had always been indifferent and lonely, looked at Yang Yu with complicated eyes, Yang Yu immediately smiled disapprerovingly, and after this small episode, several people also walked along the crystal clear, dusty Xiangxi River towards a waterfall in a turbulent green pool.

At this time, Su Xiaonuan, who had a cheerful personality, suddenly screamed loudly: "Snake! ”

Yang Yu fixed his eyes and saw that a snow-white snake had climbed from the grass on the hillside to the mountain road, and it happened to block the path of the group.

Several elegantly dressed literary and artistic young men took a few steps back in horror, and Hu Yuxuan also hugged Yang Yu's arm in fright.

Yang Yu smiled indifferently, grabbed the head of the snow-white snake with his arm like lightning, and he casually threw the snake into a bush next to him, at this time, several literary and artistic young people and beautiful editors who wrote poetry looked at Yang Yu, and they all had a sense of security in their hearts that could be relied on.

After this, the group became much more cautious, and as the group moved away, they came to a white waterfall that stirred and sounded.

A woman with a camera, a retro hat tied with a bow, and a quiet face suddenly saw a dreamy purple hollow valley orchid next to the waterfall, and she couldn't help but stare at the hollow valley orchid with the camera to take pictures.

When the woman with a calm face stepped on a stone and walked to the side of the hollow valley orchid to shoot, she suddenly let out a piercing scream and disappeared in front of the waterfall with the hollow valley orchid.