Ten in the morning, although it is the morning light, but the main peak of Maoshan is already full of smoke and clouds, like a fairyland. Moreover, the mountain road is full of people who go up the mountain to worship and worship, densely packed, like ants, and the hustle and bustle is boundless.

But this noisy scene only stays on the main peak of Maoshan Mountain, and at the side peak of Maoshan Mountain, it is inaccessible. The small village at the foot of the mountain still retains its old appearance, with ancient trees and alleys, and occasionally, a few wisps of cooking smoke will disperse.

Although they are only separated by a mountain, the two places are like two completely different worlds.

However, these honest farmers in the mountain villages have long been accustomed to such a quiet life of sunrise and sunset, and they neither envy nor despise the noisy life separated by only a mountain.

But now after all, the New Year is approaching, and a few crisp firecrackers are heard from time to time in the quiet mountain village in the past, and the young man who came back from working outside the home, pulling the tweeter, and putting some love songs there, which is also quite lively.

Under the big locust tree at the entrance of the village, a bunch of old men and old ladies who are accustomed to getting up early and like to talk loudly gather in twos and threes, as if they are proficient in astronomy, geography, and the national economy and people's livelihood in the middle.

first talked about some old things in the early years of the New Year, and then showed which national leader went to pay New Year's greetings from the news yesterday, and finally the topic slowly fell to the main peak of Maoshan Mountain across the mountain, and the pilgrims who went up the mountain to enter the incense.

When talking about these pilgrims, the old people couldn't help but sigh, if the guy who called himself the little white dragon in the waves was in the village, I was afraid that he would take the strong young man of the village into the mountains to 'hunt' at this time.

This 'hunting' is not about hunting prey in the mountains, but about attacking those pilgrims. However, the little white dragon in the waves did not do the unskilled work of cutting the path, but pulled the young people in the village, set up stalls, and hung fortune tellers.

But the little white dragon is just a trick in the eyes of the people in the village, but the thoughts of those pilgrims, according to the young people in the village, as long as Brother Bailong flickered, those pilgrims followed up like a hare in the suit, and they couldn't even take off the clothes on their bodies and hand them to Brother Bailong, just to let his old man say a few more words.

And the little white dragon is also doing things righteously, from those pilgrims 'cut the path' of the money, he doesn't use any of it, seven points are taken out for the dolls who go to school in the village, and the other three points are taken out to buy fireworks, taking advantage of the New Year to make a big fuss.

"I don't know where that little white dragon guy went, he hasn't been back for so long. Although that kid is a bastard, but without him in the village, it is really a lot more deserted, even the fireworks are less, you see what the atmosphere of the New Year is, I still remember, when the kid was on the mountain, at night, the fireworks burned half of the sky! ”

"Don't you see the stupidity of our third child, in the past few days since he came back from Panyu, he has to go up the mountain every three or five days, saying that he thinks that his brother Bailong is coming back. Where did you say that kid got his evil nature, so that he could tie the hearts of these dolls. ”

"If you want me to see it, I'm afraid I won't come back. In the first two years, the three madmen stayed in the mountains with a doll, and then even the three madmen left. After such a long time, the little white dragon guy is afraid that it has already become a climate outside, and he can't remember our poor country! ”

"It's good if you don't come back, what are you going to do when you come back, a good village, it's all made miserable by him!" Hearing these words, an old man squatting under the old locust tree knocked the cigarette bag pot, and said quietly: "That's good, he is in the mountains, and those old hens in our family don't feel at ease when they lay eggs, so they don't turn their heads to look at it a few times, and in a blink of an eye, they will enter the belly of that little bastard!" ”

"Old Wangtou, if you want me to see that you are not worried about your eggs, but afraid that the little white dragon will touch your granddaughter-in-law's bed in the middle of the night! I can tell you, you have to keep an eye on your granddaughter-in-law, I haven't seen her secretly look at the mountains these days, I'm afraid I'm thinking about the little white dragon. The old man who was remembering the little white dragon setting off fireworks heard this, and said with a smile.

"Fuck off!" After the old king scolded angrily, he took a puff of cigarette, glanced at the old people around him, and said with a strange smile: "Which of you dare to say that when the little white dragon was on the mountain, he didn't climb over the wall of your house in the middle of the night?!" ”

Hearing the words of the old king, a hilarious laugh suddenly broke out under the old locust tree. As the old king said, the little bastard is indeed not very peaceful, although the heart is not bad, but this love to climb over the wall is really unpleasant.

"Alas, that little bastard is a bastard, but if you touch your conscience and say something, we have been good with him all these years, and if you haven't seen him all these years, I really miss him." The old king slowly spit out the smoke cloud, gently knocked the cigarette bag pot, and muttered.

The words fell, and there was a sudden silence under the old locust tree. The old people all had some sighs on their faces, and there was some nostalgia in their eyes. As the old king said, that little bastard can really tie people's hearts and make people remember him in their hearts.

But year after year, year by year, I have stepped on half of my old thing into the coffin board, I am afraid that I will never have the opportunity to see that little bastard again in this life, and there is no way to drive that kid off the wall with a cane.

"Don't talk about it, that little bastard can't tell where he is happy now, we old things miss him, he can't think of us in Gentle Township. After the New Year, the broken Taoist temple on the mountain is going to be demolished, you all take care of the children at home, don't let them go up the mountain to make trouble! The old king shook his head with a wry smile, knocked the ash off the cigarette pot, and trembled and pinned the cigarette pouch to his waist.

At this moment, in the twilight at the entrance of the village, there were suddenly several long car horns. Then four shiny cars, with the unnamed badges of these old men, drove slowly along the rugged mountain road.

"These people who go into the mountains are really bastards, they don't take such a wide road, but they want to come to us, and they are not afraid of rolling the green seedlings ......" Looking at the few cars driving towards the village, the old people couldn't help but shake their heads slightly and muttered.

"Old Wangtou, if you want me to say, maybe the one sitting in this car is the little white dragon." The old man who had been remembering the fireworks looked at the old king with a smile and said, "You can go home quickly and take care of your granddaughter-in-law, don't let her come out." ”

"Old Li Tou, let go of your mother's stinky shit, if it's a little white dragon here, I'll cut off my head and kick it for you!" The old king scolded disdainfully, shook his head, and sighed: "I'm afraid that this is the person who wants to demolish the broken Taoist temple, you should hurry back and persuade the descendants of the family." Don't let them come up with their enthusiasm and take the guy up the mountain to fight those green skins! ”

Although he said this, the old king's feet were as if they had taken root on the ground, and his eyes showed a bad aura that was completely inconsistent with his age, as if he was going to point a good finger at Sang and scold Huai, and Ri Niang scolded the disgusting people in the car again.

"The air in the mountains is good, I haven't breathed such clean air for a long time." He Jiaer greedily took a breath of fresh air outside the car window, then turned his head and glared at Lin Bai, who was looking out the window thoughtfully, and said, "Tell me, how did such a beautiful place raise a guy like you with a bad stomach......"

Lin Bai chuckled silently, his eyes just looking out the window. Although it has been a long time since he has been apart, every grass and tree here seems to have taken root in his heart, whether it is a stinky ditch or a tiled house, it is indescribably familiar.

It is not so much a place for Lin Bai to learn from his apprentices, but rather a place for Lin Bai to learn his art. His childhood, his youth, was spent in this small village separated by the world, and every inch of land here has left his footprints.

Looking at everything familiar outside the car window, Lin Bai felt both strange and familiar. The mountain village is still the same as it used to be, has everything on the mountain changed again, and is the dilapidated Taoist temple hidden in the green trees and weeds still the same as it was in the old days?

"There are a lot of people standing under the old locust tree, pointing at us, do you know them?" Just when Lin Bai was thinking nonsense, He Jiaer glanced out of the car window a few times, then turned his head to Lin Bai and asked.

Lin Bai looked out the window with some confusion, he didn't expect that he had really arrived at this place, and he would meet those familiar people so soon! Stretching out his hand and rubbing his eyes, Lin Bai's face suddenly bloomed with a bright smile that he had not shown since he set off from Hong Kong Island, and then in He Jiaer's exclamation, he opened the car door and jumped down.

"This kid ......" Looking at Lin Bai's figure crawling towards the village, the old man Liu at the back of the convoy shook his head slowly, but with a knowing smile on his face.

Wealth does not forget its roots, it is the kind of old Liu family! Old man Liu twisted his beard and smiled. After I fought the country back then, didn't I follow the kid, and when I went home, I jumped out of the car directly, and I couldn't wait to run to those old acquaintances in three steps and two steps.

"This thunder hits the head, and it is crazy like this before entering the mountain, it is better to fall a dog and eat, and drown in a stinky ditch!" Looking at Lin Bai's figure jumping out of the car, the old king pursed his lips, reached out and took out a pinch of tobacco leaves and stuffed it into the tobacco pouch pot, took a sharp puff, and scolded fiercely: "Look at this appearance, aren't you planning to demolish our village, so that you can live in peace?" ”

"This king and eight calves, he can't kill him!" Lao Li Tou thought deeply about Lao Wangtou's words, nodded and echoed a few times, stretched out his hand and rubbed his eyes, and glanced at the figure who was constantly approaching them a few times suspiciously, and said: "Why is that kid so resistant to falling, and he doesn't shake when he lands?" No, how do I think that person looks a little like a little white dragon? ”

"I see that your heart is in the crotch of the little white dragon's pants, and you will talk to him for a while!" Lao Wangtou glanced at Lao Li with disdain, but he also looked at Lin Bai suspiciously, and then said in surprise: "Don't say it, this body, this appearance, and this posture of walking, it's really a bit like the bastard of the little white dragon, can't it really be him?" ”