Chapter 5: Xiang Xiu Chapter 29
There is only one gate on the high red wall, and the gate opens in the direction of the hiking trail, and a plaque in the middle reads: Linghu Shijia. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info
A couplet was pasted on both sides of the gate:
The sea is the shore of the boundless sky; I am the peak of the mountain.
A pair of knockers sparkled in the sun.
Liu Ling's big copper bell eyes were attracted to it, and his greedy eyes flashed.
It turned out that the knocker was made of gold.
Then he saw the tall door again, and a man stood in the doorway, almost blocking half of it.
This person is the doorman of Linghushi's family, called Arun.
Ah Run was full of beard, dressed in blue, with a one-foot-wide cowhide belt around his waist, and a pitch-black knife stuck obliquely on the belt.
In the past 20 years, regardless of the wind and rain, and regardless of the severe cold and heat, he stood guard and did his duty, except for taking three days off for marriage.
Xiang Xiu and the four of them have been at the gate for five minutes.
Ah Run just looked at it expressionlessly and didn't ask a word.
Xiang Xiu thought for a long time and said, "The matter of Ruthless Valley and Lord Linghu, I want to see the old lady and talk about it." ”
Ling Huxiong didn't mind, and said loudly: "The stakes are very high, let's talk about it when I see the old lady!" ”
Linghu Ping was unhappy in his heart, and the melancholy between his eyebrows was even stronger, "ten years of night rain in the rivers and lakes".
He said in a fluttering voice: "Time is running out! ”
Everyone understood and walked towards the gate together.
Ah Run turned sideways and didn't ask a word.
Liu Ling was short in stature, and when he passed by Ah Run's side, he could only raise his head to see Ah Run's face.
Ah Run watched everyone walk into the door lightly, and also glanced at Liu Ling lightly.
Liu Ling didn't know why, and his heart was a little hairy: The doorman of Linghushi's house was really strange, the master didn't say hello when he came back, and let me and Brother Xiang go in and out at will.
When Xiang Xiu passed by Ah Run's side, he glanced at the pitch-black knife on Ah Run's waist a few times, remembered something, and a trace of doubt flashed in his eyes.
Entering the gate, Xiang Xiu showed a shocked look again.
But inside the red wall are rows of neat houses, as well as fertile fields, clusters of green forests, and various pavilions and pavilions are distributed on the small lake, bamboo forests, and hillsides...... It's really picturesque, like walking into a paradise.
The most striking thing is the "Return Tower" on the middle high ground, which rises from the ground, "not afraid of clouds to cover your eyes, only because you are at the top." ”
The "Return Tower" extends in all directions, and there is a two-meter-wide stone road leading from the bottom of the tower to the red wall in four directions.
The south road leads to the Red Wall Gate, which rises and falls with the terrain.
Xiang Xiu raised his eyes to look at the "Return Tower" from afar, as if the tower was crowded.
There is no one in the field, no one on the lake, no one in the pavilion...... Liu Ling walked into the door, except for Arun, he didn't see anyone nearby, only "the dog barked in the deep alley, and the rooster crowed in the mulberry tree." ”
"Looks like everyone has gone to the tower!" Ling Huxiong said anxiously: "Go and see!" ”
Xiang Xiu and the four of them walked along the gravel road through the meeting room, stepped over the arched bridge over the lake, and then burrowed into a pine forest.
I was walking in the pine forest when I heard a strange sound and something scurrying in the trees.
Xiang Xiu suddenly stopped and looked up.
"It's a little squirrel." Ling Huxiong explained.
Xiang Xiu said "oh" and continued to march with everyone.
Walking out of the pine forest, there is a fertile field, and at the end of the field a green figure is moving rapidly towards the "Return Tower" heights.
Xiang Xiuxin said: Sure enough, she is a resolute woman.