114: Peach Blossom Temple
Before I got up in the morning, the doorbell rang ringing, and it was Zhou Dan who opened the door, wearing a set of Pikachu's pajamas, and went to open the door with foggy eyes. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ο½ο½ο½ο½ο½ο½ γ ο½ο½ο½ο½
"..... you?"
Zhou Dan looked at the gentle and beautiful girl in front of him, and was shocked in his heart, even if he was a woman, Zhou Dan still had a feeling of admiration.
Zhou Dan came back to his senses: "Uh.... I'm a tenant who just moved in the other day...."
"Tenants?" Li Qingyi subconsciously chewed these two words gently, his eyes slightly suspicious.
Zhou Dan looked at the smile of the woman in front of him, and the frustration was overwhelming, and he subconsciously felt ashamed after hitting his shirt, and turned around and shouted to Cao Ming's room, asking him to come and deal with it.
Cao Ming saw Sister Tsing Yi, who he hadn't seen for a long time, his eyes were surprised, and he didn't have time to say hello, so he let him in and sit down.
The two of them talked nonsense without knowing the essentials, and Cao Ming asked what he meant.
"It's nothing, just come and see you, by the way, our new address."
Cao Ming took the note, and just about to read it, Li Qingyi added: "My mother has to let me hand it over." β
Cao Ming smiled knowingly, as if he didn't believe it, but he didn't say anything else about it.
Li Qingyi glanced around the living room, and asked Cao Ming to take him to his original room to sit down, and when he saw that Cao Ming's things were placed inside, his face softened a little, and then he said goodbye.
Li Qingyi's figure disappeared, and Zhou Dan moved over on tiptoe as if nothing happened: "Who?" β
Cao Ming was picking himself up in front of the big mirror in the closet, and today he made an appointment with the monk Xuemei to climb the mountain, straightened his collar, and said in an absent-minded tone: "Guess...."
Zhou Dan's eyes glared slightly: "Where can I guess this?" β
Cao Ming glanced at her: "Aren't you usually quite capable?" β
Zhou Dan raised his small fist and was about to give it to him, and the ghost smiled smartly: "Female No. 2? β
Cao Ming didn't know what to say, but his sarcastic kung fu was as sharp: "Ten years of living at the age of nine, the more you live, the more you regress, it seems that your brain is really rusty if you don't use it often." β
After speaking, he took the hiking bag that he had prepared a long time ago and went out neatly.
Before leaving, he encouraged Zhou Dan, who was still thinking: "Think slowly, you." β
After waiting in the alley behind Shangshang Xuemei's house for almost half an hour, the figure who wanted to wear it appeared faintly.
Shang Xuemei had an indifferent expression on her face, and went into battle in a light car, bringing nothing. At this time, seeing Cao Ming fully armed, his heart was a little weak, but his mouth did not show his water: "Climb a mountain, as for it?" I haven't decided if I want to go yet."
If other stunned guys were so cold ass and hot faces, it is estimated that they would immediately quit.
But Cao Ming found that Shang Xuemei had beautiful makeup today, obviously carefully prepared, saying that she was not going, lying to you.
Cao Ming was not annoyed, and laughed: "It's okay if you don't think about it, let's think slowly on the road, and I'll think with you." β
Shang Xuemei was speechless, and she didn't refuse, so she came over to pull her salty pig hand.
The mountain to climb is about five kilometers away from QS County, originally ten rabbits do not drill nests, turtles do not shit in the ground, and later when the founding of the country broke the four olds, there was an old gentleman who buried his own collection of calligraphy and painting antiques there, a few years later Deng Princess Zheng, the old gentleman went to the hiding place to find something, the thing was not found, but found a dilapidated temple in the middle of the mountainside.
The temple collapsed at that time, the Buddha shrine was broken, the household withered, the archaeological team came to the experts, to find that the temple building structure can be traced back to the Han Dynasty, on the time, can almost be renamed the White Horse Temple that shocked the whole country!
But just a long time is not of any use, the temple has no cultural relics to send things, the archaeological team has been tinkering there for a while, and can only take advantage of the excitement and failure.
The local township government brains are alive, after the archaeological team left, find someone to mention a plaque, because the surrounding peach blossoms are all over the field, plus there is an allusion to the history of "the peach blossoms in the mountain temple are in full bloom", it is more than the name of the "peach blossom temple", since then, this mountain is considered to be on fire, ten miles and eight towns are all right to come to worship, the countryside people do not pay attention to it, and no matter what the gods in the temple are in charge of in the heavenly court, as long as there is something unpleasant, almost all come to the pillar incense, what to get sick and avoid disasters, get rid of single marriage, ask for a son and protect the husband, the variety is complex and complex, Cover a myriad.
The two finally arrived at the foot of the mountain, looking at the jagged trees in the distance, the fog, and the people on the mountain path formed a line, and they were in a good mood.
Because it was a weekend, there were still a lot of people on the mountain road, many of them were students as big as them, but almost all of them traveled in groups for three years and fifty, and they were very restrained to keep their distance, and few were so arrogant that they were so arrogant as Cao Ming who blatantly held the little girl's hand and swaggered through the crowd.
Shang Xuemei's face was flushed in the eyes of everyone from time to time, but her hand was too tightly grasped and she couldn't break free, so she had to accept her fate.
The Peach Blossom Temple was full of people, and the entrance of the temple was surrounded by water.
Cao Ming looked at the scene like a market, and then looked at the pavilions and pavilions that were specially built around him, and the elegant environment with a literary style like a water pavilion, he had a feeling of crying and laughing.
Shang Xuemei saw that Cao Ming was depressed, and comforted: "There are so many people, it's okay not to go in, so you don't have to be squeezed around." β
Cao Ming was silent.
Cao Ming remembered that he had come to Peach Blossom Temple with Yueqing once, and remembered that the wall in the backyard was not high.
"Follow me."
After going around the temple for most of the time, I finally found the general direction in my memory.
"Let's go in from here, right in the backyard."
Shang Xuemei is not as taboo-free as Xian Cao Ming, and she has a little awe of this kind of place:
"Climb over the walls of the temple, isn't it okay?!"
Cao Ming's strong words are reasonable: "Do extraordinary things at extraordinary times, besides, Zhang Zheng and Cui Yingying in the West Chamber still climbed over the wall." β
Shang Xuemei was so angry by Cao Ming's explanation that she only rolled her eyes, and was stunned for a moment, seeing that Cao Ming had already rolled up her sleeves and rode on the wall, she could only follow hard.
Cao Ming, who had just stepped up to the wall, hadn't raised his head yet, and a burst of rich fragrance came to his nose, so sweet that it made people dizzy.
Cao Ming was in a trance for a while, stumbled, and almost fell down.
Shang Xuemei stabilized Cao Ming in time, looking at him with a pale face and sweaty head, she was a little stunned in her heart, thinking that she was blaspheming the gods, and her tone softened: "Or.... Let's go back. β
Cao Ming replied: "Have you heard it?" What scent? So strong? β
Shang Xuemei was confused by what he said: "Fragrance? Where? β
Looking at his thoughtful look, Shang Xuemei was even more unsteady: "Don't talk nonsense to scare me." β
Cao Ming looked at her like this, and it was not easy to say more, so he took the opportunity to say: "Just kidding." β
Jumped off the fence and followed Shang Xuemei.
The backyard is almost the same as in the impression, planted with peach trees, the peach branches in the courtyard are horizontally oblique, the shadows are shallow, and the scene of the temple gate boiling in the sky is almost a world of difference.
The two walked slowly in the peach forest, the sun was shining, and the breeze was coming, which was really pleasant.
As he walked, Cao Ming suddenly heard someone shouting from afar: "Here..... Here....."
Cao Ming was shocked, turned his head and saw Shang Xuemei on the side with a normal face, obviously not hearing.
Making an excuse, Cao Ming hurriedly took Shang Xuemei out of this strange place, passed through a wooden door, and finally smelled the smell of incense and went out of the backyard.
Taking advantage of the time when the staff turned around, the two quickly crossed the lobby with their waists bent.
Shang Xuemei came for the first time, looked at everything very carefully, and specially bought a wooden sign and red rope next to the wishing tree, hid aside and wrote for a while, and finally hung on the old tree full of red ropes with a reverent face.
Cao Ming teased: "There are so many wishes on this tree, even if you are really spiritual, you will be lined up to fulfill your wishes one by one, and it is estimated that you will be in the year of the monkey." β
Shang Xuemei didn't allow him to joke in this situation, and forced him to face the ground: "Bah, bah, bah" three times, saying that in this way, he could take back what he just said.
At this time, Shang Xuemei was innocently funny and distressed.
The old monk on the side looked straight and happy, and estimated that he really regarded the two of them as good men and women, and beckoned Cao Ming and Shang Xuemei to come over and shake it.
Cao Ming was not interested, but Shang Xuemei was eager to try.
After paying the incense money of twenty yuan, Shang Xuemei took the lottery from the old bald donkey with a cherished face, but her face became apprehensive when she was about to shake it, and she refused to start.
The old bald donkey is accustomed to looking at the wind and moon in the world, and he is very insightful of her careful thoughts, and Wen Yan said: "Little girl rest assured, marriage is determined, and blessings and misfortunes depend on each other. β
This chicken soup.... The consommΓ© is watery.
Shang Xuemei finally made a move.
After shaking it for a while, a wooden stick jumped out, Shang Xuemei picked it up and looked at it for a while, cheering:
"Really! Sign up!! I think it's the old monk's words
Cao Ming smiled in his heart: "The lottery of the Peach Blossom Temple is the famous Wanhua Lot, and the sign holder is stuffed with the upper sign, which is a well-known thing in the locals, and coming here is also a festive picture, just like seeing people during the New Year will say: "Wishing you prosperity." "The same, how to take it seriously?
Cao Ming didn't break it, nodded with a smile, and pretended to take it over and read:
"Select the first peony and persuade you to take it without hesitation.
If the world asks about each other, everything is in time. β
Cao Ming stared at Xiang Xuemei after reading it, his expression seemed to be smiling.
Shang Xuemei was uncomfortable: "..... See what I'm doing? β
Cao Ming smiled evilly: "This is a marriage sign, it turns out that you are asking for this." β
Shang Xuemei was shocked and ashamed, and hurriedly denied it: "Nonsense." β
The old monk touched his shiny bald head, and said with a smile: "This kid is right, this sign is the signature of marriage, do you want me to explain it to you?" β
Shang Xuemei nodded, hurriedly looked at Cao Ming on the side, and shook her head again.
The old monk wondered: "Is this a solution or an incomprehension?" β
Shang Xuemei stomped her feet, gritted her silver teeth, and said indistinctly: "Solution.... Let's take a look. β
Fortunately, the old monk's ears are amazing, so he can hear clearly.
The old monk unhurriedly took out a sign from his sleeve, with a beautiful line of small letters on it: "Twenty yuan for one piece." β
"Poof...."
Cao Ming, who had just unscrewed the mineral water and took a sip of it, couldn't hold back, and sprayed most of it on the shiny big bald head.