"The Door Without Roots. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info" I whispered.

The policewoman was also interested, and asked me at this moment: What is the door without roots?

I said: I don't know, I have to follow the map instructions, first to the destination, then I can slowly look for it, literally. I'm afraid no one can answer, the so-called rootless door, could it be that it is open in the sky? So, don't worry about this for the time being, and we'll talk about it when we get there.

Of course, it is impossible to do high-speed rail directly to the Qinling Mountains, after we got off the high-speed rail station, we first transferred to the bus, then went to the countryside, and then walked.

Seriously, if it weren't for the fear that something big would happen in the future, I really wouldn't have come out and run around on this snowy day, now that most cities in the north are already snowing, it's okay in the city, but there are people clearing the snow. It's different in the countryside, and the road is really refreshing. To the Holy Garbage.

One foot deep and one foot shallow stepped in the snow, the shoe pockets were filled with snowflakes, and finally rushed to the village in the countryside of Shaanxi, we were too tired to walk.

The policewoman went to visit the door and asked again in the countryside of this ravine, not to mention the hotel, not even the hotel. There is no consumption in this place at all, we just need to stay in a villager's house for a while.

This is the home of an old woman, all in her seventies, but she is not deaf or blind. She could thread her own needle, and she sat on the edge of the hearth. Sew another pair of cloth shoes.

There is a cartoon version of the tiger head shape on the cloth shoes, which is worn by children at a glance, and I smiled and asked: Grandma, who are these shoes embroidered for?

She smiled and said: Embroider for my youngest great-grandson, both grandchildren are working in other places, only during the Chinese New Year will come back once in a while, I hope they can come back this year, miss the little grandson.

Now there are indeed many empty nesters in the countryside, and their sons and grandchildren are doing business in other places, or going to work, or doing something else, anyway, they are all busy during the New Year's holidays. The three of us had a good chat with the old woman, who also made tea and cooked for us during the few hours of rest here.

And the iron tower alone, the old woman usually prepared firewood, all in one breath to split, the result of the firewood knife in one breath to the curl blade, and finally sharpened the firewood knife for half an hour, but also filled the water in the tank, so that the mother-in-law is happy not to be a worm, said that these work, she scored more than a month to complete.

Seeing that the snow is getting heavier and heavier today, I don't think I can leave today, but there is only one empty room left in my mother-in-law's house, and one is my mother-in-law and her husband, who made a small room and a small shack for mules when he was alive.

But Tie Ta didn't mind so much, and said: When he was under house arrest by the Chiba Silkworm King, he survived that kind of hardship, where is there any difference in this, he ran to the shack where he used to raise mules, fortunately, although it was cold inside, at least it didn't leak wind and snow.

The policewoman and I helped the old lady pack up her things, and when we were packing up our things, we asked her about some folk customs in the Qinling Mountains by the way.

When the old woman put away the needle and thread, she said: "In the past, when I was a little girl, I heard the elders in the village say that there are immortals in this Qinling Mountains, and no one can see the immortals, but if anyone has the opportunity to meet this immortal, then they will be lucky."

I smiled and asked, "How lucky?"

The old woman said: When you go up the mountain, you are tired, and when you go down the mountain after chopping firewood, you have to carry firewood, and the mountain road is not easy to walk, it is very dangerous. But if you meet the gods, the gods will let people send them to the foot of the mountain, some people walk, they find that the road in front of them has reached the bottom of the mountain, the experienced old man said that this is the gods are controlling an invisible door, this door is the gate to the sky.

It was the old woman's sentence that made me and the policewoman look at each other, and our eyes suddenly lit up.

In the pamphlet, it is written that there is a door without roots, and the so-called rootlessness is not in heaven? If it's in heaven, isn't it the gate to heaven? If I could ask the old woman directly how to find the gate to heaven, it would be too simple, because it was really snowing heavily during this time, and the mountain road was basically invisible, so it was very dangerous to go up the mountain, and I didn't want to go.

However, with the policewoman's questioning, the old woman could not say any useful information.

I said, "Grandma, do you remember what the old people who had gone through the gate of heaven told back then?" In other words, after they did the same thing, they met the Gate of Ascending to Heaven?

The old woman thought for a moment and said, "What's this?" I don't know, but there was an old man who said that after he finished chopping wood, he was too tired, so he lay down under a big tree and slept, and when he fell asleep, he had a dream, and he dreamed that an old man with a white beard waved it with floating dust, and then it began to rain in the sky, and he thought about running home quickly, and then he woke up. After waking up, I went home with firewood, and just after walking two steps on the mountain road, I found that I had reached the bottom of the mountain.

I asked, "What kind of tree is that big tree?"

The old woman shook her head and said: I don't know, I just heard him say that it is a very thick tree, on this mountain, there were many thousand-year-old trees in the past, and then they were cut down a lot, and I heard the older generation say that it was all the help of the tree god, so the villagers could go directly from the mountain to the foot of the mountain.

I think this kind of power is a temporary sense of reversing time and space, maybe this is also similar to the power of the ghost eye, at night, I slept in a room with the policewoman, slept in a bed, and the old woman brought two new quilts, saying that it was prepared for children and grandchildren during the New Year.

This made the policewoman and us very moved, after all, it was a new quilt prepared for our children and grandchildren, but it was used by the two of us, and after the quilt was laid, I still felt quite embarrassed.

Because this is exactly the kind of big red quilt, with a big happy word embroidered on it, isn't this the quilt that people only use when they get married?

And in the small room we live in, the circuit has long been broken, there is no electricity at all, when I came in, the old woman held a flashlight, or the old-fashioned kind of battery, the battery inside is estimated to have not been used for a long time, turn on the light is like a blind man, groped into the house, lit a candle for us.

The candlelight shone the shadows of me and the policewoman on the window, and from the window onto the snow outside, making the shadow stretch long.

The policewoman looked around and smiled at me: "I never thought that one day I would be able to live in such a romantic place with you.

The old wooden bed, the old furniture, the old light bulb, and the Qing Dynasty copper coins inlaid on the drawer handles all tell the old history of this house.

I stretched out the brand new quilt and said, "It's not early, go to bed quickly, I hope that when I enter the mountain tomorrow, the mountain road will not be so difficult."

Lying on this bed, looking out of the old wooden window and seeing the moon in the night sky outside, it's a really great feeling, it's an experience that you can never touch in the city, and it's really beautiful to watch the snowflakes brush the moon, fall in the yard, fall on the windowsill.

The next morning, as soon as I woke up, I found a great thing, a great thing!

The tower is gone.

The weirdest thing is that it snowed all night last night, and if the tower left the small hut where the mules were raised, why were there no footprints in the yard? Could it be that he flew out?

In the morning, when the old woman made breakfast and called me, she went to call the tower again, but found that the tower was not in the house at all, and came to ask me if the big man had left beforehand.

I looked at the small shack in front of it, there was only a series of small footprints, which were stepped out by the old woman, and in addition, there was no second footprint, how did the tower leave?

Could it be that after we inquired about the Gate of Ascension last night, the tower also met the Gate of Ascension? It's just that this so-called gate to heaven did not let the tower be brought from the mountain to the foot of the mountain, but let him be brought directly to the mountain from the farmers at the foot of the mountain?

It's not a trivial matter, and the tower doesn't have a cell phone, so I can't contact him at all.

I wasn't in the mood to eat breakfast, but in order not to disturb the old woman, the policewoman and I still pretended that nothing had happened, and said: He has something to do, and he left in a hurry last night.

But when we were eating, suddenly there was a scolding voice from the tower outside the courtyard: His grandmother is a bear, what is going on?

As soon as the tower entered the courtyard, the policewoman and the old lady and I looked at him, and the three of them were shocked......