Magnolia blossoms
"Leng Shao, the recent heavy rain in the Taihang Mountains area, mudslides are frequent, it is really not a wise move for you to go there now. (Latest chapter update.)" Wen Shang didn't know how many times he was dissuaded, but Leng Xiao seemed to be iron-hearted and had to go to Taihang Mountain.
It is a long way to go to Taihang Mountain from here, and it has rained heavily for several days, and the projects to be traveled have stopped.
"You stay to assist Ning Yu, and tell Tianluo to find out Xiaotian's whereabouts as soon as possible." Leng Xiao put a simple package in the car.
"Leng Shao, it's too dangerous for you to go alone." Wen Shang is still unrelenting.
Leng Xiao started the car, turned to him and said, "I'm fine, I'll be back in three days." β
Watching his car gradually move away, Wen Shang couldn't help sighing, I don't know which tendon Leng Shao is wrong, why he has to go to Taihang Mountain, looking at him doesn't look like a trip, let alone a business trip, not a trip or a business trip, what does he want to do.
Leng Xiao took a plane to the nearest airport to Taihang Mountain, and after getting off the plane, he had to take a bus for three hours.
Because of the heavy rain in the past few days, many buses have stopped departing, and many tourists are stranded in nearby hotels.
Leng Xiao asked a few cars in a row, but no one was willing to go, no matter how much money he paid.
That section of the road had recently collapsed badly, and no one wanted to take the risk.
In desperation, he had to rent a jeep, but he was not familiar with the road.
As he drove past a small village, he got out of the car to look for a guide, and a local boy of thirteen or fourteen offered to go with him.
The rain is still falling, just much lighter than the previous days.
Although the road up the mountain is paved with asphalt, due to the heavy rain, the road is scattered with a lot of stones and loess.
The little boy was called Taro, when he was three years old, his parents went to work in other places, and died tragically because of the accident at the construction site, and finally the construction site only lost 20,000 yuan.
Taro has been living with his grandparents, grandpa has been seriously ill recently, he braved the rain to come out to be a guide for tourists, such weather, adults are afraid to go out, but he is unusually brave.
Taro sat in the passenger seat, and was very interested in the contents of the car, and was more interested in the man who was silent and just driving.
He has only seen such a good-looking person on TV, he should be a star, but he doesn't look like it.
Most of the celebrities' bodies have fat powder, and his body seems to be covered with a layer of frost, which is so cold that people dare not approach.
"Turn left." Taro retracted his attention and quickly looked at the road ahead.
"There are often mudslides in the front place, you drive, I'll show you some points." He leaned on the window, his big dark eyes staring at the road outside the window.
Leng Xiao glanced at him in the mirror and didn't speak.
Li Xiang's words yesterday seemed to still echo in his ears.
"Just wait under the tree at twelve o'clock in the middle of the night, see white flowers bloom on the tree, and then tie the red thread to the tree, and pin that flower to your lover's bun, and you can stay with your beloved until you are old."
He never believed in evil, he only believed that fate was up to him, but this time, when he was about to fall into despair, he wanted to believe it once, even if it was superstition, it was human sustenance, he must find the legendary moon tree, and go crazy for her again.
Maybe for the last time ...
The road on the mountain is not easy to walk, and the two of them stop and go.
Towards evening, the car finally reached the foot of the mountain.
"Brother, it's raining so hard, why are you going up the mountain?" Taro asked puzzled.
Leng Xiao put on a raincoat, the umbrella is absolutely unstoppable in such weather, and the raincoat sold under the mountain is a very thick black soft rubber leather, and the hat on it is relatively large, and it is just right to shelter from the wind and rain.
And the taro's raincoat comes with it, and it looks very sturdy.
Leng Xiao looked up at the rainy and misty mountain, and replied, "I'm looking for the Moon Old Tree." β
Taro's eyes widened, he had lived under this mountain for so long, and he had never heard of any moon-old trees.
"Brother, are you mistaken, there are only pine trees and cedar trees on this mountain, and there are no moon-old trees."
He suddenly patted his head again, "You don't mean that legend, I haven't even seen that tree." β
Leng Xiao had already taken a big step towards the mountain, "Lead the way." β
Taro shrugged his shoulders and ran to the front to lead the way, he didn't know where the old tree was, Taihang Mountain was so big, where to find it.
Li Xiang just said that the tree is on Taihang Mountain, and she can't tell the specific location, but if she has a heart, she will definitely see it.
The sky gradually darkened, and Taro was tired from walking, so he bent down and stood on the stone steps and said, "Brother, let's take a rest." β
Leng Xiao also stopped, took out two bottles of water from his rainproof backpack, and threw one bottle to Taro.
"How old are you?" He asked, taking a sip of water.
"Fifteen."
"Not going to school?"
"I don't have money to go to school." He smiled, revealing two rows of neat teeth.
Leng Xiao didn't speak again, in fact, he wasn't tired at all, I don't know why, he felt that his current self was full of strength, as if what he was looking for was not a tree, but a kind of hope, which would support him to keep climbing up without giving up the passion in his heart.
It's like suddenly being many years younger, like a reckless and naΓ―ve teenager who is willing to do anything stupid for the sake of his beloved.
He took two steps forward and pulled up the taro: "Go." β
"Huh?" Taro's ass had to get up and continue climbing the mountain before it was hot, and this was simply the best physical person he had ever seen, as if he wouldn't be tired at all.
The further you go, the steeper the road becomes, and from time to time stones and dirt mixed with rain roll down and crash into the mountain stream, and you can't even hear the sound.
There is a white dragon pond dozens of meters forward, the water potential is small, but it is meandering, and it has a charm.
"Brother, I can't walk." Taro was finally so tired that he sat on the ground.
"Rest here, I'll come back to you later."
"Okay, don't lose it, you don't know the road here, and there are cliffs everywhere, and it's raining so hard." Taro found a hole to shelter from the rain by the dragon pool, and drilled his head out to instruct.
Leng Xiao snorted, put on his bag and continued to climb upward.
I don't know how many peaks I have climbed, the rain has gradually become lighter, although the sky is still gloomy, but the road is not so difficult to walk.
His black leather boots were covered with mud, his pants were muddy, and the clothes inside were already soaked, and there was a chill outside.
After walking for another two hours, he saw many kinds of trees along the way, but none of them resembled the old moon tree, and he was not discouraged, but walked faster and faster.
It was close to twelve o'clock in the middle of the night when he finally reached the top of the mountain.
At this time, the rain had stopped, and the dark sky was like a huge piece of cotton covering his head, and he stood on the top of the mountain overlooking the mountains, and suddenly felt a sense of enlightenment.
Took out the water from the bag and drank a few sips, wiped the rain from his mouth and face, he no longer has any image at all, more like a down-and-out traveler, the ** hair is tightly attached to the forehead, and the contours of the face are even colder.
There are many trees on the mountain, and the varieties are varied.
Opposite Leng Xiao was a huge banyan tree, I don't know how many years it had grown, like a big tent enveloping there.
Although the banyan tree also blooms, the flowers are so small that they are barely visible, and they do not produce white flowers.
Just as Leng Xiao was about to move his attention elsewhere, he suddenly saw something jumping between the branches and leaves of the banyan tree, he walked over to see more clearly, the thing seemed to hear a sound, and quickly jumped up alertly, it turned out to be a squirrel.
Leng Xiao laughed self-deprecatingly, this smile had not yet melted at the corner of his mouth, and suddenly stared on his handsome face.
I saw that where the squirrel had just stayed, a white flower was slowly opening its petals and blooming like moonlight in the dark night.
How does a banyan tree bloom?
He was amazed, and hurriedly climbed up the tree, and when he pulled off the branches and leaves, a white magnolia flower was like a white elf sleeping on the tree, and it was so dazzling in the dark eyes.
The magnolia tree actually grew out of the hole of this huge banyan tree, and then lived tenaciously with the help of the nutrition of the banyan tree, which is simply a miracle in the plant world, if it is not for climbing on top of the tree, if it is not for the magnolia flowering, it is difficult for anyone to find that the two trees are one.
Leng Xiao took off the magnolia in surprise, as if he had picked up some treasure.
It seems that this is the legendary Moon Old Tree.
He jumped off the banyan tree and carefully held the magnolia in his hand, he didn't have a red thread, but just now in the gap of the tree, he saw a red rope that had been beaten by the wind and rain and had changed color, which should have been tied by Li Xiang.
The banyan tree is really willing to bloom for him, and this moon tree is really willing to listen to his wishes.
As long as you pin the flower to your lover's bun, you can stay together until you are old.
This seemingly absurd and ridiculous legend made the man excited.
He carefully held the flower in his arms, and then walked down the mountain, he couldn't wait to find Qiu Mo, and then tell her the legend of the old tree, she would be very happy to hear it.
seems to have forgotten those grievances and grievances, only tenderness and sweetness are left in his eyes, and that kind of excitement is already wishing that he could fly.
Taro was still napping in the cave, and Leng Xiao woke him up and said, "Let's go down the mountain." β
"Did you find the old tree?" Taro asked, with wide eyes.
"Hmm." There was a soft emotion in Leng Xiao's eyes, not as cold as ice just now.
Taro frowned and showed incomprehension: "You are really a weirdo." β
Leng Xiao turned around and said, "Let's go." β
When it was almost dawn, the two finally walked down the mountain, the car was parked at the bottom of the mountain, and it was very clean by the rain, and when the two got into the car, the dark and dreary weather was cloudy again, and the heavy rain poured down instantly.
"Let's take shelter from such heavy rain, shall we?" Taro looked at the weather and said worriedly.
Leng Xiao didn't want to delay for a minute now, if time and space shifted, he really hoped that he could appear in front of her immediately, he thought about her expression when she saw this magnolia from the distant Taihang Mountain, a small face must be three points surprised, seven points elegant, he wanted to tell her the legend of the Yue Lao Tree, he wanted to tell her that whether she shot him or not, he loved her, as long as she was willing to come back, he could do anything.
The car was bumpy on the mountain road, next to the cliff dozens of meters deep, Taro had never walked in such bad weather, although it was early in the morning, but there was still no light in the mountain, all the light sources came from the headlights in front of the car.
The rain poured on the windshield, and the wipers swayed from side to side with all their might
The fear of not being able to see his surroundings made Taro shrink his body tightly into the saddle, his face pale.
Suddenly, there was a loud bang behind him.
Taro screamed in horror: "Mudslide." β
He has lived in the mountains for a long time and knows the terrain and its natural climate, so he can tell the direction of the mudslide by sound.
Leng Xiao's face changed, in such a dark weather, there was only one road leading ahead, and if he was not careful, it was a deep ditch and cliff.
He was always calm, and at this time he was firmly steering the steering wheel with both hands, trying to discern the road ahead by the light of the headlights.
"The mudslide is behind us." Taro lay on the seat of the car and looked back, although he was afraid, but he still said calmly: "Drive up the high slope ahead, if it catches up, we will die." β
The panic in his tone revealed the danger of the mudslide.
Leng Xiao didn't dare to slack off, stepped on the accelerator, and rushed to the high slope in front of him.
The rumbling behind him grew louder and louder, and it seemed that he could feel the muddy rain carrying dirt and stones like a poisonous dragon jumping up the hillside.
"It's almost too late." Taro screamed, his face turning pale with fright, and he watched as a huge stream of water rushed from behind, and the back of the car was swept in.
Leng Xiao felt that the body seemed to be being pulled backwards by something, stepped on the accelerator tightly with one foot, and then slammed the steering wheel to the right.
With a bang, the car was flipped on its side, and after two turns on the ground, it slid down the hillside of the hill, and the huge mudslide sank down the cliff on the side of the road, rumbling like the sound of a waterfall falling into a deep pool.
The world became dark and lifeless for a moment.
I don't know how long it took, but the rain was still pouring down, and the trees were falling to the ground on the slopes of the mountains that had been washed away by the mudslide.
Leng Xiao woke up from a coma and felt a splitting headache.
His leg was crushed under the saddle, and although it was not broken, it was bruised in multiple places.
And he was still tightly guarding the magnolia flower in his arms, and his first reaction after waking up was to see if the flower was damaged.
The white magnolia blooms in the palm of the hand, and although it is flattened, it is still fragrant.
A smile tugged at the corner of his mouth and he kissed softly on the petals.
And the taro was lying next to him, his forehead was scratched, Leng Xiao called him twice, and he also woke up.
"I'm not dead yet?" He shouted as he looked at his hands in almost incredulity.
"You and I are both fatal, and we have been washed up the high slope, otherwise..." Looking at the cliff next to them, both of them were in a cold sweat.
The energy consumption of the two people's bodies is too great, so they can only sit in the car and rest.
At noon, a rescue team arrived and took them out of this dangerous place.
Leng Xiao gave Taro 50,000 yuan, so scared that he didn't dare to take it for a long time, he threw the money into his pocket, didn't say anything, turned around and got into the car.
He just wanted to get back as soon as possible.
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