The drama even entrusted two swordsmen who wanted to return to Hutai to take care of Xie Wei and his party, because they took the mountain, and the five did not meet any sword guards who were searching for and solving their worries.

Their destination is Hengshan, which is not very far away from Wujiaoguan, but in this year when the traffic roads are extremely underdeveloped, they walked on the road for two months to reach the foot of Hengshan.

But even though they reached the foot of Heng Mountain, they still had to follow the rugged and steep mountain road into the mountains to reach the place where the Moji lived in seclusion, Xiaohutai Mountain.

The name of the mountain, Xiaohutai, naturally corresponds to the real Hutai Mountain.

Historically, the real Hutai Mountain is located in the territory of the Lu State, although the Lu State was annexed by King Kaolie more than 20 years ago.

It is said that when the king of Chu ordered the prince to lose the class to build a cloud ladder and intended to attack the Song state, Mozi arranged for 300 disciples to defend the Song state, and he spent several months alone to rush to the state of Chu, with a set of conformist methods, persuading the king of Chu to give up attacking the Song state, and his twilight years were finally spent in Chu.

The prosperity of Chu Mo's swordsman is the best proof that Mozi stayed here in his twilight years.

However, Mozi did not stay in Chu after his death, but was buried by his disciples at the foot of Hutai Mountain in Yidi and rested in his homeland.

In order to commemorate Mozi, the Mo family in Chu called the small mountain range where they lived in seclusion "Little Hutai Mountain".

It took a whole day to enter the mountain, and when I finally saw the legendary place where the Mo family lived in seclusion, it was already sunset and twilight.

Although it is called Hutai Mountain, the so-called "mountain" is only lined on the back of the entire village.

The scale of the village where the ink artist lived in seclusion is not large, but it is a quarter of the size of the town, behind the village is the sunny side of the small Hutai Mountain, and in front of the village is an arch made of vines, the old trees have died, but the green vines are still vibrant.

Under the archway, a huge wooden kite rested quietly on the ground, its feathers made of arm-length pieces of wood, with a head and claws, but when you look closer, you can see that many of the key muscles and joints have long been broken, the paint has peeled off on them, and the moss is covered with hairy moss, and some of the shades even have small and lovely mushrooms.

"This organ kite was made by Zi Mozi, three years of success, one day of failure, and fell under Heng Mountain, so we live here." The doctor saw that she could see the gods, and explained to her in detail.

Legend has it that Mozi spent three years building a wooden kite, flew for a day and then fell back to the ground, according to Yi Shen, the children of the Mo family took the place where the wooden kite fell as a place to live, but it can be regarded as a fate.

Xie Wu's little hand stroked the tail feathers of the wooden kite, brushed the fluffy and vibrant moss on it, and laughed softly: "Three years of success, one day of failure, even so, no regrets." ”

As long as she can leave her name in the history books, don't say anything about "three years to succeed, one day to fail", even if it takes thirty years to be a wooden kite, she only flies for half a day and falls from the sky, she thinks it's worth it.

For a moment, she felt that she was almost going crazy to engrave her name in the annals of history.

But apart from this slim thought, what other reason can she find to try to live? No more, no more.

So, what's the harm in going crazy like this?

"Worrying about hearing this, the public loses the son and cuts the wood for the king, Mo Zhai carves the wooden kite and flies, Wu ......" quickly swallowed back the sentence "Wu Hou is a wooden cow and a flowing horse", and picked up the words of the top talent with a smile, "I know now that there is such a strange thing in the world." ”

"The birds and finches made by Shilian can also fly in the wind, but it is only half a moment, how can he and Zi Mozi's ability." A young man came from the village, dressed in a simple linen shirt, with a string of miscellaneous tools hanging from his waist, some of stone, some of wood, of bronze, and iron.

The valley was filled with the crisp sound of gold, iron, wood and stone clashing at each other, and after several rounds of echoes of the mountain walls, it was even more beautiful than the birdsong in the mountains.

"Gong Qiao." The doctor turned and pushed the relief that was standing at his feet, "The sister of this company, the doctor is worried." ”

"The face of the doctor is like a mountain flower, the smile is moving, the voice is like a crane, and it is heard in the nine heavens." Gong Qiao is very good with the drama company, and when he heard that he was the sister of the drama company, he tried his best to praise it.

Xie Wei didn't want to answer, but the second half of his sentence was very interesting.

The so-called "crane chirps in Jiugao, and the sound is heard in the sky", which means that although the crane chirps in the swamp, the sound can spread all over the four fields, and even as high as the nine heavens.

Ordinary compliments, especially a girl, would never say such a thing.

Xie Wei once again set his eyes on that Gong Qiao, he was very young, he looked like he was no more than a weak crown, his face was full of vitality, and he did not wear a bun at the back of his head in a regular manner, but tied it at random at the back of his head, and it was a little messy, but he didn't look sloppy at all.

Xie Wei couldn't imagine how such a lively-looking teenager could use the crane song to describe her voice - this kind of dumb riddle-like sour and rotten thing, isn't it what only old pedants like to do?

"The doctor girl is the sister of the teacher, and the ink doctor is also my sister." Gong Qiao had a good impression of the girl in front of him, and took out a small wooden bird from the large span bag on his waist to relieve his worries.

Looking at the wooden bird in his hand with embarrassment, the body and bones of this bird are all wooden, but the wings are covered with real bird feathers, and the wings and head can be rotated, but it should be just a handicraft, and it can't fly.

Although this bird is indeed endearing, Xie Worry pushed it back: "Worry is not a child, I don't like playthings." And I heard my brother say that the art of wooden armor is used to benefit people, not to entertain people, such as those who lead spring water, yes. ”

The place he was referring to was a pond near the mountain wall, where three small streams of water bubbled down the smooth rock wall, and halfway through the spring, three sharpened bamboo pipes blocked the way of the water, leading the water into the pond without leakage.

There is also a small water wheel in the pond, and the spring water in the pond is brought into the nearby canal for irrigation.

This pond can be described as "small sparrows, but full of organs", and its ingenuity has to be admired.

Although Xie Wei is now a small body, she never wants to admit that she is a child, and it is true that she is not a child, and she is surprised to see this wooden bird feel lifelike, but she will not be like a child, willing to accept it.

And she heard the drama Lian say that Mozi developed wooden kites and other things to make it convenient for Li Shu, not to entertain people.

Although this sentence is said directly, it is somewhat excessive.

However, Gong Qiao obviously didn't care about this, and looked at the pond and answered with a smile: "It's not surprising that the doctor is happy with this, this is what Shi Lian did, and the female brother doesn't admire the brother, so there is no one." ”

He was not surprised, but he was surprised, she always felt that although Ju Lian liked things like wooden armor, the main effort was spent on swordsmanship, and she didn't expect that the waterwheel he built was not only exquisite, but also so practical.

Gong Qiao's honorific title is Shilian, but it is really not in vain.

It's a pity that a few days ago, I received a message from the other Moxia of the drama company, saying that he had encountered some affairs, and he had to delay for a few days before leaving the Wuqiao Pass, calculate the date, and when he arrived at Hutai, it was about winter.