The sixth round (above) the early autumn rain camped in the middle of the moon, and the full moon finally arrived at the foot of the scorching sun

Mu Zitao carried a bamboo basket on his back and a verdant bamboo cane on the 99th turn of the tea horse corridor.

Ninety-nine turns is a section of the tea horse corridor on the way to a small famous stone path up the mountain, where the mountain peak is steep, when the Ming Thunder Empire expanded the tea horse corridor, the new stone path coiled up the mountain, replaced the original sheep intestine path, because the stone path coiled and turned many times and got the name.

The 99 stone turning paths are narrow and protected by stone pier chains at the edges, so that a fully loaded camel horse can easily occupy eight or nine tenths of the road width, and a few "turns" apart will be set up with a slightly wider platform for staggered travel.

The steep stone path winds upward, and it is indeed a strange appearance.

The chain has been eroded by wind and rain for many years, and it is rusty. On closer inspection, it can be seen that the wear between the lock ring and the lock ring is serious, and it is still unknown how much actual protection is left.

On the rock wall carved with knives and axes, there are many poems inscribed by literati and scholars. Mu Zitao stopped in front of a poem and savored it for a long time, put down the basket, took out a pen and paper to transcribe the poem with the author.

"It's still dangerous to enjoy the blessings, who pities the soul of road construction back then......" Mu Zitao squatted next to the basket and muttered poems and texts, and put the pen and paper back into the basket.

This kind of basket with very folk style is common in Tonghe County, Cangyun County, Mu Zitao from a remote village called Taoyuan Village under the jurisdiction of Tonghe County, because the family is poor, the entanglement is limited, except for the main post road in Cangyun County is willing to take the official bus that has risen in recent years, the rest of the journey Mu Zitao mostly relied on two feet to come over, looked down at the shoes that were about to wear out, took a deep breath, stood up and carried the basket and continued to climb up along the ninety-nine turns.

It was not early, so there was no caravan on the ninety-nine turns, and there were only sporadic travelers, which seemed a little deserted.

In front of the official post of Shuling County at the foot of the mountain, Shi Nianyuan looked at Nalan Zuochen with disgust and teased: "Isn't it just a good horse and a carriage? Don't be so stingy, okay? After climbing the ninety-nine turns, the road is cut and the cloud path is cut, the carriage is not easy to use, and you have to rely on your feet." Take a walk every day and live to ninety-nine, you know?"

Shi Nianyuan, who suddenly felt a chilling murderous aura, hurriedly hugged Liufeng Xue and blocked it between himself and Nalan Zuochen.

"What is the situation with Nalan Zuochen?" Shi Nianyuan turned his head and asked about the wind and frost.

The second young lady looked at the blonde-haired strong man who kept twitching at the corners of her mouth and put her big hand on the pitch-black sword box, and replied in a low voice: "Grandpa Nalan is exactly ninety-nine years old this year. ”

Shi Nianyuan recalled the sentence just now, "Take a walk every day, live to ninety-nine", his expression was extremely exciting, licking his face and poking his head out of Liufeng Xue's shoulder, and smirked at Nalan Zuochen: "Hehe...... Nalan Zuochen, what is that...... You look so young that it's easy to forget your real age. ”

Liufeng Xue was suddenly hugged by Shi Nianyuan, and at this moment he broke free and turned around, his head lowered so that Liuhai covered his eyes, and he couldn't see his expression, Shi Nianyuan only heard Liufengxue's voice come out coldly: "Boy, do you know where your dog's paw was placed on Lao Niang just now?"

With the sound of words, Liufeng Xue slowly raised his head, Shi Nianyuan seemed to see a pair of terrifying eyes that flashed blood-colored, more terrifying and terrifying than the murderous Nalan Zuochen, Young Master Shi shouted at the top of his throat, "The wind is tight, pull it!" A smoke slipped and ran towards the ninety-nine stone paths, and before running, he didn't forget to lift the birdcage at his feet with one hand, and grab the neck of the snow-white little fox with the other.

The old Taoist priest walked leisurely to Nalan Zuochen's side with his hands.

"What do you think of this?" asked Zhao Qianzi with a stroke of his beard.

"Elder Zhao. Zhao Qianzi came to talk, Nalan Zuochen first hugged his fists, and then looked at the back of the young man and girl who was running in front of Shi Nianyuan and chasing after the wind and snow, and said thoughtfully: "I am not very old, but the city is deep, and it is incomprehensible." And the talent is outstanding, the first time he saw the fashion and the naked eye, the next day has been spinning, less than a month of enlightenment, officially set foot in the fairy road. However, this kind of cultivation talent, coupled with those strange words and behaviors on weekdays, is really like ......"

Touching the taboo, Nalan Zuochen kept silent.

"Flowing Wind Woman! Auntie, Auntie, Ache, Pain, Shine! I really don't know where I ran into you just now, I promise!" Shi Nianyuan raised his right hand with his fingers, and begged for mercy to Liufeng Xue, who was holding his left ear tightly, Liufeng Xue stared directly at Shi Nianyuan's eyes, and saw the dark circles in Shi Nianyuan's right eye because of his fierce punch a few days ago, he was both angry and funny, and he just wanted to be merciful and let Shi Nianyuan go.

Unexpectedly, Shi Nianyuan muttered a sentence: "Besides, you have a flat river there, there are no ups and downs, and you don't feel the slightest feeling, as for making such a big fire?"

"You-" Liufeng Xue looked stunned, his eyes subconsciously glanced towards his chest, and then "ah" screamed madly: "I'm going to kill you!"

The flowing wind and snow tightened Shi Nianyuan's left ear and pulled left and right hysterically, Shi Nianyuan had to shake his head with the direction of the flow of wind and snow, and in the midst of the wailing and begging for mercy, the flowing wind and snow finally stopped pulling, but he still maintained the posture of holding Shi Nianyuan's left ear, and the flowing wind and snow, who was trembling because of emotion, clenched his left hand into a fist and slammed it towards Shi Nianyuan's intact left eye.

When the group of four people climbed the ninety-nine turns, the twilight became thicker.

Zhao Qianzi and Nalan Zuochen are both immortal monks with a high realm, and this mountain road is naturally leisurely and leisurely, effortlessly, the Xueshuang sisters have been exposed to the fairy road since childhood, and they have the cultivation of the dust micro realm, and they also climb lightly.

It's just a pity for Shi Nianyuan Shi Young Master, although he has just entered the realm of gnosis, he doesn't know any spiritual power at all, he relies on his physical fitness to support all the way, and the wind and snow deliberately slows down the pace of pace, Shi Nianyuan has extremely hard to catch up, but fortunately, thanks to the physical training he has undergone in the Fish Dragon Camp in the past two years, he can barely keep up with everyone's footsteps.

The sun was setting in the west, and at the intersection of the two forks in front, Mu Zitao stood under the street sign with a basket on his back, holding a geographical map in his hand, thinking for a long time, and finally made a decision, turning around towards the deep winding path on the left.

After a long journey, and after climbing the ninety-nine turns, Mu Zitao's legs were already very sore, holding the bamboo cane that was obliquely inserted on the ground, and stepping on the cloud-cutting path step by step.

"Little brother, your things have fallen!" Mu Zitao heard the voice and turned around.

Shi Nianyuan picked up the paper on the ground, and a poem was transcribed on the paper, with small characters annotated under each couplet.

Shi Nianyuan stepped forward a few steps and handed the paper towards Mu Zitao.

"Thank you, childe. Mu Zitao took the paper from Shi Nianyuan's hand, folded it and stuffed it into the basket bag, noticing that Shi Nianyuan's eyes were like cats and bears, Mu Zitao stared in astonishment, and hurriedly looked away after noticing that something was wrong, turned around and continued to walk forward with a cane.

"Little brother, the thirty-mile winding path of the Cutting Cloud Path is secluded, not in the post house village, it will be late, I see that the little brother you have serious physical exertion, and you will definitely not be able to finish the Cutting Cloud Path before dark to reach the Sword Pavilion, it is better to continue along the tea and horse corridor, less than three miles will meet the Shuling County Post House, where it is not too late to rest for a night and then hurry. Shi Nianyuan recalled Mu Zitao's thoughts and comments on the transcribed poem on the paper, especially the couplet at the end of the poem, and felt kind to it, so he reminded him.

Mu Zitao looked at Shi Nianyuan's clothes and bearing, and then looked back at himself in a coarse linen dress, and said with a sense of self-shame in his voice: "Thank you for your kind reminder, I was born in the countryside, and I am used to eating and sleeping in the dew, and I am already planning to camp in Yuebanwan tonight." ”

"Oh, that's a coincidence, so are we, why don't we go together?" Shi Nianyuan's Danfeng eyes embedded in a pair of dark circles lit up, and he made an invitation.

Mu Zitao lowered his eyelids, and along the way, he was blinded by countless so-called rich and noble people, especially when he passed through the county capital Liuye, he was even more unlucky, because the folk costumes and baskets of Tonghe County had a peculiar style, and he was mocked by a gentleman on the street, and he was beaten by the gentleman's entourage Ding a few punches.

"No, no...... If you are slow to act, you must not delay your childe's trip. ”

Shi Nianyuan looked at Mu Zitao's clothes and basket on his back, and said with a smile: "Look at the little brother's clothes, is he from Tonghe County, Cangyun County? ”

Shi Nianyuan paused and continued: "On the ninety-nine stone paths, I also saw that poem. 'To enjoy the blessings is still resentful, who pities the soul of road construction back then', the little brother's sentence "You must know blessings in blessings, and you must know the blessings of being content with grace and the world is wide" is really profound. ”

Drifting wind and snow and flowing wind and frost approached side by side, Mu Zitao was stunned when he saw the snow and frost sisters who were still young, but had already initially shown the posture of closing the moon and shy flowers. The Xueshuang sisters are from Xuqian County, and their clothing style is more bold and avant-garde than Cangyun County, highlighting their youth and beauty, Mu Zitao didn't dare to look directly at the two sisters, her cheeks were red in shyness, and even her voice was weak: "Gongzi is falsely praised, and he is ashamed." ”

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"Little brother, you're too thin-skinned, aren't you?You're just walking with girls, are you so shy......" Shi Nianyuan watched Mu Zitao bury his head in the fight, almost mixed with the stone several times, and was unable to complain.

"Do you think everyone is like you, thicker than the city wall?"

Liu Fengshuang hugged the little fox and covered his mouth and chuckled, and the old Taoist priest and Nalan Zuochen always hung ten zhang away behind the three of them.

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"In ...... In Xia Mu Zitao, as Shi Gongzi expected, he was a person from Tonghe in Cangyun County. Mu Zitao reported to his home after Shi Nianyuan and Sister Xueshuang introduced themselves successively.

The evening night breeze blows, the shadows of the trees on both sides of the winding path are swaying, and the early autumn evening breeze has carried the slightest chill, and the sky is misty and drizzle.

Liu Fengshuang turned around and asked Nalan Zuochen for four umbrellas, but when he quickly followed the three people in front of him, he heard Shi Nianyuan walking and groaning.

"Don't listen to the sound of the forest beating the leaves, why not chant and walk slowly. Bamboo canes and shoes are lighter than horses, who is afraid? ”

Mu Zitao, who had been hanging his head, listened to the poem, raised his head and looked bright, and hurriedly took out a pen and paper from the basket to record: "Is this poem improvised by Shi Gongzi? Shi Gongzi leans on the horse seven papers, is open-minded, and admires it. ”

"Uh...... I didn't write it. Shi Nianyuan scratched his head, and his old face turned red.

"Isn't it the title of the child?, but although his family is poor, he has been frugal to buy books and read, and he prides himself on being familiar with ancient and modern poetry...... It seems that he is self-righteous and sits in the well and watches the sky......" Mu Zitao's expression was lost, and Shi Nianyuan didn't know how to explain it.

"Please also ask the prince to inform the author of this poem that when transcribing the poem, the author will always be indicated, unless it is really unexaminable. ”

"Su Shi. Shi Nianyuan pronounced it in Earth Chinese.

"Curious name...... Mu Zitao wrote on the paper with the homophonic text of the Thunder Empire, Shi Nianyuan kindly added the upper and lower que, and Mu Zitao took the pen and paper and added a line of "From the trip to the foothills of the Lieyang Mountain, the cloud path was cut and met by the son of Shi Nianyuan in Yecheng".

"Mu Zitao, are you also going to the foothills of Lieyang Mountain?" Shi Nianyuan looked at Mu Zitao's annotation text and said in surprise.