Chapter 366 Infinite scenery is at the dangerous peak

…… See the waterfall that looks like a silver dragon flying down for nine days, crashing into a huge roar, a waterfall glowing in the sun, and a deep pool under the waterfall, plus the lush cliffs on both sides of the waterfall, and the valley forest full of life. Liu Dong never imagined that there was such a beautiful scenery here. It's just like Tao Yuanming's paradise of 'picking chrysanthemums under the east fence and leisurely seeing Nanshan'!

"I didn't expect the scenery here to be so beautiful and beautiful, it's hard to imagine. After a long time, Liu Dong sighed.

Next, after noticing that there was no one around, Liu Dong took out his Jialing motorcycle again, then rode on, and continued to drive forward along the road that was obviously pressed out next to the river.

Looking at the direction of the mountain road, it should also be over the magnificent waterfall in front of you.

Sure enough, as Liu Dong expected, when he rode for half a sound, a mountain road that winded upwards appeared more than 500 meters away from the waterfall, and this winding mountain road seemed to be much longer than the one that Liu Dong came up for the first time just now.

Liu Dong's motorcycle drove very slowly, and it was not until ten minutes later that he reached the top of the mountain, and when he looked down from here, Liu Dong was once again stunned by the beautiful scenery in the distance.

I saw the mountains in the distance, stretching endlessly towards the depths of the white clouds in the distance, among the green mountains, wrapped in a huge valley, although I don't know its specific size, but Liu Dong's naked eyes alone are not afraid of the size of hundreds of football fields. On the east side of the valley there are several bulging hills, and on the north side of the plain there is a meandering river that flows between the mountains in the distance, like a green jade belt embedded in the green valley. Then it flows through the cliff not far from Liu Dong's side. A waterfall was formed.

(If I had to describe it.) It's like the feeling of Amshei Oasis in the desert in The Mummy 2!)

Looking at this green eye, Li Dong couldn't help but take a deep breath with an intoxicated face, and felt a breath of fresh air entering his chest, and the whole person felt a lot more relaxed in his body, and his spirit became extremely ethereal.

"It is no wonder that the ancient cultivators all longed for famous mountains and rivers and stayed away from the world. Living and practicing in such a beautiful place is really a physical and spiritual enjoyment!" Liu Dong sighed in his heart, but now he is destined to not be able to stay here, there are still too many things to do outside, "When I get old, I can live in seclusion here!"

With such a thought, Liu Dong pushed the motorcycle towards the village that was already in the distance and close to the river. However, if you want to get to the village, you have to go around a low mountain with a height of at least about 200 meters, which is not as beautiful as the other peaks, but rather a huge cone. Although it is not high among the peaks here, its bottom area occupies at least half the size of the valley that Liu Dong saw just now.

And in the surrounding mountains. This mountain peak also seems a little abrupt, but there are no strange things in the world, let alone just a mountain that is not very weird.

Therefore, Liu Dong did not pay much attention to it, but pushed the cart along the slope of the hill, which was much smaller than when he went up the mountain just now, and walked down.

The reason why the motorcycles were not included in the mustard space was because there were already villagers working in the fields in the distance.

The further down the hill, the smaller the slope, the easier the road to walk, and finally Liu Dong rode directly on the motorcycle and drove down.

The surrounding farmers who were taking advantage of the coolest time of the day to go to the field, after hearing the sound of Liu Dong's 'soaring' motorcycle engine, they all looked up and looked towards the place where the sound came from.

Because Guan Jiachong is too closed, although the products are abundant, they cannot be transported, and the villagers here are not rich. Few people in the village can afford motorcycles, which are a means of transportation that is almost outdated.

Moreover, Liu Dong was a fresh face, and his dress was obviously the habit of city people, so such a stranger came to their place, where few outsiders came, and it attracted the attention of almost all the peasants who were working.

People watched as Liu Dong rode a motorcycle and drove towards the village.

Many people with good deeds also carried hoes and followed behind to watch the excitement.

As a result, when Liu Dong got closer to the entrance of the village, there were more people following the car, maybe it was difficult to see people from the city who came in on motorcycles like him, in short, the old and young masters wanted to see a lively scene.

Because there were no large vehicles in the village, the dirt road Liu Dong was walking was not wide, and his speed was not fast, but he approached the entrance of the village in a few minutes.

However, when approaching the entrance of the village, a huge camphor tree first appeared in front of Liu Dong's eyes, the camphor tree has at least four people hugging, the diameter is nearly three meters, the tree is more than 60 meters high, and the leafy canopy blocks the shade of almost thousands of square meters.

The big camphor tree is the main road into the village, so Liu Dong did not expect that in such a remote mountain village, people actually built a bluestone road, but looking at the mottled scratches and broken marks on the stone slab, I think it has also experienced hundreds of years of vicissitudes.

Along both sides of the stone road, which is about eight meters wide, are the original local houses of the lake, the courtyards made of stone and the black tiles, all the time trying to extend inside, the height is staggered, and it is impossible to see it at a glance. Combined with the whole picture of this mountain village that Liu Dong saw from a high place when he entered the mountain, there should be thousands of people who come here, and it can be regarded as a big village. It's just a pity that because the road is impassable, except for people's clothes, Liu Dong can't feel any traces of modern society here.

When he came to the ground of the camphor tree, Liu Dong stopped the car, and at this time, the old people and children around the big tree also looked at him.

"Hello, old man, I'm from outside, I want to ask, are we here Guan Jiachong?" Liu Dong stopped the car, walked in front of a group of old men and old ladies, and then picked a very kind-looking person and asked.

The old man who was questioned by Liu Dong was not tall, with a round face, white beard, and was wearing a white undershirt, although there were a few patches on it, but it was very clean, and he should be over seventy years old in appearance, but the old man was in very good spirits.

After hearing Liu Dong's words, he first looked him up and down before saying, "This is Guan Jiachong, Hou Shengyazi, what are you doing here?"

There was a blunt tone in the old man's tone.

"Old man, I'm a painter, I heard that we have a good scenery here, and I want to come here to sketch!" Liu Dong said, pointing to the easel, drawing board, and black painting bag tied to the back seat of his motorcycle. At this time, his motorcycle was already surrounded by naughty children, and he was a little curious because he rarely saw such a new thing.

"Painting!?" the old man said with a hint of surprise, and then nodded, "I know this!

"Yes, old man!" Liu Dong is planning to completely confirm his identity as a painter at this moment. And this is the best way he can think of a cover-up, and it would be too unreliable to talk about tourism. It's okay who travels here, there are not so many travelers in this era, and there are no college students who like to explore the secluded world in later generations.

Moreover, Guan Jiachong is too remote.

"So, you're going to stay with us?" asked the old man, following closely.

"Yes, old man, don't worry! After I live with us, I will pay for the food and lodging by myself!" Liu Dong knows that this mountain village is closed, it is definitely not too rich, and he can eat by himself, so he can't let his family support himself in vain, and he is not short of money for food, so there is no need to take advantage of other people's mountain people.

After listening, the old man looked at Liu Dong again before saying, "Since you plan to live in the village, then come to me first!"

After finishing speaking, the old man turned around and said to another old man beside him: "Old Yang, your house is close to the village chief's house, and when the time comes, tell him about your future son living with me!"

"yes, got it!"

Seeing that the old man nodded in agreement, the old man also stood up, then bent down and picked up the bench he was sitting on, glanced at Liu Dong and said, "Come with me, I still have a few empty houses there, when you are in our village, stay with me!"

"Thank you, old!" Liu Dong said happily.

Now, with the help of this old man, Liu Dong's most tense accommodation problem has finally been solved.

At that moment, Liu Dong hurriedly pushed his motorcycle, followed the old man, and walked along the stone road in the village towards the inside. Of course, it is indispensable to follow the lively children in the back, especially after Liu Dong took out the chocolates he deliberately left in the space and divided them, these naughty boys followed more closely. In the end, it was the old man who stepped forward to drive away these naughty guys.

And after a simple communication, Liu Dong also learned that the old man in front of him was surnamed Liu, and he belonged to the same clan as Liu Dong, as for whether the two were a family five hundred years ago, only God knows.

Mr. Liu, the boss has been dead for three years, there are three boys and two daughters under his knees, a total of five children, three sons have their own careers, do not live in the village, the eldest daughter married to another village, only the younger daughter remains in Guanjiachong. Several children are very filial, and the three sons want to take him outside to take care of him, but the old man is reluctant to live in his hometown all his life and is unwilling to leave. Fortunately, there is also a little daughter to take care of here, and life is worry-free. (To be continued......)