The climate of Changqing Mountain is unpredictable, the first moment it is still like water, and the next moment it is lightning and thunder.

In the mushroom room, Shanbao sat on the north kang with his knees crossed, and the bearded man was sitting on the south kang.

However, there are three rooms, and there are several large kangs, Shanbao thinks, the owner of the house is really puzzled, if there is only one kang, he can talk to the bearded man, unlike now, looking at each other from afar.

"There are so many kangs in the family, it's a waste."

The bearded man closed his eyes slightly, lightning shot in through the narrow window, and his face flickered and dimmed, he didn't speak, and Shanbao had nothing to say.

The bearded man didn't open his eyes, but said: "No, these kangs are used for drying, and the fresh mushrooms are easy to break when picked, so they need to be dried before being transported out of the mountain." ”

Shanbao sighed.

The bearded man didn't say anything anymore, there was a click outside, like a tree being cut off by lightning, Shanbao was frightened, and continued to have nothing to say: "Are you asleep?" ”

The bearded man smiled slightly: "You're scared." ”

is really a person who watches the fire, if Zhu Yinghao is replaced, then he must answer whatever he asks.

The bearded man replied: "I'm in Wenshu." ”

Where are the books? Shanbao looks left and right.

The bearded man suddenly opened his eyes: "The books I have read are all in my heart, and I can better understand the true meaning of books when I am free, what kind of books do you like to read?" ”

Shanbao shook his head: "I like to watch those children who are not suitable for children and the like." ”

Bearded Man: "......"

A book suitable for children, but what is "The Legend of the Chaste Martyr", which translates to mean that your husband is dead, you die lonely and lonely, and you can't marry again.

What else is "Female Virtue", translated as not fighting back, scolding and not returning the mouth.

And the books that Shanbao loves to read, are the legends of the rivers and lakes that are widely circulated by the people banned by the imperial court, a man falls in love with an otome, but a woman loves a man, a man loves a man, and a man likes a woman, and a woman likes a man......

According to this logic, at this time, Shanbao thought, for example, if he likes a bearded man, he may have a married wife or an unmarried wife, fortunately it is just an analogy, otherwise it would be bad if he really likes him.

As soon as she was glad, something worse happened, and the bearded man said to her very seriously: "After going down the mountain, we are strangers from now on, you have never seen me, and I don't know you." ”

For a while, the good froze like a jewel, thinking that there would be a follow-up story to this beautiful encounter, but the people gave an ultimatum.

She said in a low voice: "But, how can I explain to my family when I go back?" ”

This is really a problem, a daughter's house disappeared for two nights for no reason, I wonder if people will think she is going to meet some pen pal, find an inn to open a room, talk about poetry and sing high-pitched, maybe think she eloped with a certain man, although it is only two nights and the time is unreasonable, but two nights can completely turn a girl into a woman, and a woman into a slut.

In short, Shanbao didn't want to take this risk.

The bearded man said: "You are so smart, there is always a good way." ”

The so-called good way is not to lie and deceive people, Shanbao pouted, but there is another thing, she looked at the ginseng around her with infinite love, and said: "Do you think the sixth uncle, as the head of ginseng, will believe that I can dig up a thousand years of ginseng?" ”

It's almost the same to say that she dreamed of thousand-year-old ginseng.

The bearded man's tone was still light: "What you decide, what can he do." ”

Shanbao understood that he meant to kill and didn't admit it, and suddenly his nose was sour: "What do you mean, we will never meet again?" ”

The bearded man felt the strangeness of her tone, slowed down, and nodded ruthlessly: "Hmm." ”

"Why hurt people so directly." Shanbao's anger rose from his heels to the top of his head, "If it is changed, I will say, look at it, maybe, probably, almost, there will be a period later." ”

The bearded man smiled slightly: "Then, there will be a period later." ”

Very reluctantly, Shanbao was heavy-hearted, scratching his fingers on the kang, scratching his nails were full of black mud, and said: "Our rules there, when you receive the grace of dripping water, you have to give me a chance to repay you." ”

The bearded man shook his head resolutely: "I don't need it." ”

Shanbao glared at him and whispered, "You don't even know my name yet, at least, when you are idle and have nothing to remember, you occasionally think of me as a silly girl among those warblers and swallows." ”

The bearded man smiled resolutely: "I never remember." ”

Shanbao changed his strategy: "Then can you tell me your name, I am a person who likes to remember." ”

The bearded man took off his shirt, hesitated for a moment, and finally said: "Why do you have to know each other when you meet, what you need is a thousand-year-old ginseng, so that you don't have to marry the grandfather." ”

Shanbao frowned: "Why can't we be friends?" Someday in the future, I can have a drink with you when I'm idle, just like last night, I just treated you as a drinking friend. ”

The bearded man sighed: "You must have seen too many legends in the rivers and lakes, how many scenes like this have you seen, a little girl, carrying a wine jar everywhere to find a bearded man to eat wine." ”

This kind of perverse scene is unlikely to happen, Shanbao's heart suddenly darkened, two soldiers came to block the water to cover a few rounds, she was defeated, there was a silence, after all, she was unwilling, pointed to the jade flute on his waist and asked: "That, is it a musical instrument or a weapon?" ”

The bearded man looked down and smiled: "You really have read too many legends of the rivers and lakes, of course the flute is used to play." ”

Shanbao was very disapproving: "It is written in the book that there are masters who use paper fans as weapons. ”

The bearded man's smile spread across the corners of his mouth and rose to the bottom of his eyes: "I'm not tall." ”

Shanbao gestured in the void with his hand: "You are taller than me. ”

This is not the other, laughing at each other, and the atmosphere is relaxed.

Shanbao sighed: "Brother, you play a song, it can be regarded as saying goodbye to me." ”

When these words came out, the bearded man An was not moved, and what he wanted to say was finally silent, silently untied the jade flute, and asked, "What do you want to hear?" "Feelings Under the Moon"? "Jiangnan Spring"? 》

Shanbao held his chin with both hands: "I want to listen to "Liang Shanbo and Zhu Yingtai". ”

Bearded Man: "......"

In the end, the bearded man did not play "Liang Shanbo and Zhu Yingtai" as she wished, but "Feelings Under the Moon".

Shanbao moved himself from the north kang to the south kang like a cloud, and rubbed to his side in one go, but there was no squeak, quietly bathed in the sound of the flute.

A certain book says that most people with strong martial arts are masters of music and rhythm, just like most people who can draw are masters of calligraphy, the latter is calligraphy and painting, and the former is, just to conform to the martial arts story.

However, Shanbao believed from the beginning that the bearded man would be a master of music, you see that he quietly killed a vicious wolf, and was able to roast delicious wild boar, and more importantly, he could find thousand-year-old ginseng, and he probably could do anything except not have children.

Shanbao wishful thinking.

A person likes a person, even if the music he plays is like a magic sound, it will feel like a heavenly sound, not to mention that people play it very beautifully.

After one song, Shanbao begged him to play another song, and after two songs, Shanbao begged him to continue playing until he had played nine songs, and Shanbao fell asleep at his feet.

The bearded man gently put down the jade flute, not wanting to disturb Shanbao, and was about to go to Beikang to sleep, when he suddenly found that there was a tear stuck to the corner of Shanbao's eye.

His heart felt like something had been stabbed down...... It had long been understood that something had quietly happened between him and Shanbao.

He stood for a long time, and then looked around for a futon to cover the good treasure, and he sat on the north kang, as if solidified, until dawn.