"Alright, come down! Your brother and sister are gone! Hong Yan said with a smile. Ah, let me down! Shame on you! It was only a minute before and after, and the beautiful girl still closed her eyes tightly, not daring to look at people. She was actually worried about the scolding of her brother and sister. When she opened her eyes, she was about to jump off. However, as far as the eye can see, there are low valleys and rivers in the distance. Lowering his head again, the waterfall was at the foot, a steep cliff dozens of meters high: "Ah! She screamed again, her hands tightly wrapped around Hong Yan's neck.

Hong Yan waved his hand downward, turned around and walked a dozen steps, stood on a flat place, and said with a smile: "If you don't come down yet, do you want to strangle me?" After the beautiful girl came down, she lowered her little head, her red and simple little face, and her big watery eyes didn't dare to look at Hong Yan. Fifteen-year-old girls, under the influence of the general environment, are accustomed to loving men and women.

The seed in her heart is about to sprout!

Hong Yan laughed, and took the beautiful girl's cool and slippery little hand and walked forward along the river at the head of the waterfall. "Sister Beauty, look at the view from above the waterfall. It's like a staircase, here it's a river, flowing over a cliff to form a waterfall, and then there's a small river. Ahead are higher mountains, and there are denser mountain forests. ”

The beautiful girl's heart gradually calmed down, and she looked up and down at the beautiful scenery in front of her. In fact, these so-called beauties are not worth mentioning in her eyes. She looked at the tall tree at the head of the water without blinking her eyes, then let go of Hong Yan's hand and trotted to the big tree. The large trees stand out in the surrounding woods several meters or more than ten meters high, and the trunks are attached with emerald green moss.

"It's so comfortable!" The beautiful girl's little hands caress the moss, feeling its softness. "What kind of tree is this?" Hong Yan asked knowingly. "I don't know!" The beautiful girl stood up and stretched out her hand to make an embrace, only half of it. Hong Yan turned to the other side, and the two of them held each other's hands. The two of them held hands and leaned their faces against the tree, feeling the wetness. "What a big tree! It's the first time I've seen such a tall tree. The beautiful girl said.

"I'm not. There is a tree in our hometown that is bigger than this one. Do you know? It is called the yellow cypress tree, and some people call it the banyan tree, which is generally planted at the mouth of the mountain, which can shelter from the wind and rain, and provide pedestrians to rest and rest. The old man often said that the tree is big and the tree is fine, so many ghost stories are related to the yellow cypress tree. ”

"Then you can tell me about it." Beautiful girl said. "No, it's getting dark, and you can't sleep at night after listening to it!" Hong Yan didn't want to tell a story at this time. "I'll go to the trees and take a look!" After Hong Yan finished speaking, a "whoosh" sound went up to the branch more than ten meters above the ground. The beautiful girl only felt that her hand was loosened, and she disappeared. Looking up at the tree, he was already on the tree. "Is that how he just came up? He's so powerful, better than his grandfather! The beautiful girl stepped back a few meters to clearly see the flood rock in the middle of the leaves, and the stars flashed in her eyes. However, "Where do people jump so high?" Could it be the ghost you just mentioned? "She's a little cranky.

Hong Yan felt the slightest aura of the tea tree, ran the Xuanyuan Jue, and stepped on the treetops, as light as a butterfly wearing flowers. Spring is the season of tea picking, and when encountering this spiritual tea tree, Hongyan will naturally not let go. I saw that his hands were flying, picking the branches that he could hold on to the top of the heart, and it stopped in less than ten minutes. Then, it fell like a fallen leaf in front of the beautiful girl. This tea tree is tall and leafy, and Hong Yan has only picked less than one-third of the top leaves. I'm afraid of hurting the root of the harvest too much!

"What are you doing in the trees?" The beautiful girl asked puzzled. "What do you think this is?" Hong Yan still has two branches in his hand, and they are handed to the beautiful girl. Mei Luo took it suspiciously, carefully discerned, and sniffed it again. "It's tea! How can there be such a tall tea tree? ”

Hong Yan took out his camera and took pictures of the ancient tea tree from several angles. put the beautiful girl into the scene, and took a few more photos. The two joined hands to go down the cliff. "Where did you get your camera? Where did it go? The beautiful girl walked a few steps and remembered the problem with the camera, and was very confused. Come, I'll carry you down again! Hong Yan ignored her question, and took advantage of this to divert the topic: "Don't close your eyes when you go down!" ”

The beautiful girl really stopped closing her eyes. However, the acceleration of gravity made her heart feel like she was hanging in the air, and what she saw in her eyes seemed to be about to fall into the abyss, and she screamed and closed her eyes involuntarily. It came down faster, and it took more than ten seconds to reach the bottom of the cliff. Meixin stretched out her hands as if to catch them falling from the sky. In the blink of an eye, the two of them were in front of her.

"Sister!" The beautiful girl's feet were weak, and she threw herself into Meixin's arms and didn't want to move. Dao Jinming looked at him with a complicated expression. And Luo Zhongxiang's eyes were bright, full of admiration.

After a break of about ten minutes, the beautiful girl recovered and was able to walk. The five of them began to walk back, and Hong Yan told them what he had seen on it. Luo Zhongxiang said that the above situation can actually be seen in Qianjiazhai. However, when he recognized the tea leaves in the beautiful girl's hand and learned that they were picked from the tallest tree, he was even more uneasy.

When the sky was dark, he returned to Luo Zhongxiang's house. Two little children pounced, one pulling at the hem of his trousers. At an altitude of more than 1,000 meters, even in the southern weather, it is cool at night. But the two children were thinly dressed and did not feel cold. Luo Zhongxiang still asked to have dinner with their family. Hong Yan looked at his dilapidated home, but he couldn't agree. At noon, he found the woman in her thirties, who was busy in the stove, but did not come out to meet them. Maybe it's unclothed and ashamed to see outsiders!

It's not all ethnic minorities living here. Luo is the surname of the Peace Brigade, and loyalty is seniority. Even the Han people are accustomed to the stilted buildings in the south, which are moisture-proof, snake-proof, and wild-proof.

Hong Yan took out more food and alcohol from his backpack. Dao Jinming and Meixin both noticed something strange and wondered: How many things can his backpack hold? Hong Yan secretly sighed that a little food can only solve the problem of one or two meals, and it is not a long-term solution. Even if the discovery of the thousand-year-old tea tree king is poked out now, it is impossible for them to get rich quickly.

After dinner, the four of them set up two tents in the dry part of the bamboo forest. Luo Zhongxiang was hospitable, but he could also understand their approach. Hong Yan wanted to continue the vigil, but they refused. "There's nothing to worry about here," Meixin said. There are no robbers, no beasts. Only fresh air and kind and simple mountain people. ”

Dao Jinming also said: "It's your vigil these days, and you should take a good rest today." In the afternoon, it should be a lot of consumption to treat the mother, right? "That's nothing!" Hong Yan said with a smile. The four of them didn't talk any further, and the two women returned to their tents and rested early. After all, their bodies are not as good as Hong Yan and Dao Jinming. Even Dao Jinming, as soon as he returned to the tent, he fell asleep as soon as he put his head down.

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"This waterfall is called the Great Hanging Water. It is 100 meters high and falls in three layers. "Luo Zhongxiang is a qualified guide, and he will talk about it when he walks to the place where he thinks he is famous.

The waterfall gushes out from the mouth of the canyon between the two mountains, falling down in three stages, with a total drop of 100 meters and an overflow width of 10-20 meters. The waterfall water falls down to a steep dam valley about 5 meters high, and it is like a heavenly river bursting and cascading 80 meters in the air, so you can see it here. Falling into the foot pool, the sound of the water is like thunder, roaring in the valley, and the rising mist fills the valley, and the scenery is magnificent.

"The flying stream went straight down to 3,000 feet, and it is suspected that the Milky Way fell for nine days." The beautiful girl recites an ancient poem.

"Good poems, good poems, the waterfall is spectacular, the poems are atmospheric, I can't imagine that the beauty sings such a good poem!" Hong Yan smiled lightly on his face, and his heart was dirty.

"Okay!" The beautiful girl held her little head high and said with a smile. However, when the weather changed abruptly, she reached out and grabbed Hong Yan's ear: "Look for death!" Deliberately tricking me, isn't it? Primary school students all know Li Bai's poems. ”

"Sister Beauty, let it go! If you twist my ears again, I'll turn my face! Girls should be gentle, otherwise, how to find a wishful husband...... Ouch, ears are falling out! ”

The beautiful girl bared her teeth and glared at Hong Yan viciously, and finally let go of her claws. Hong Yan deliberately jumped two steps away, rubbed his ears, and said with a smile: "Sister Beauty's ear-grabbing skills have improved again, and your family will have to suffer in the future!" The three of them watched the two of them fighting, and they didn't feel it.

No one wants to go to the big hanging water, in fact, you can enter the Qianjiazhai along the mountain gate, and you can go to the top of the big hanging water.

"This is the mountain gate of Qianjiazhai." Luo Zhongxiang stroked the deserted stone wall. The four of them stopped to look at the front and back, left and right, and continued to go up the mountain. Along the way, he introduced the legend of Qianjiazhai. There are two versions of the origin of the name of Qianjiazhai, one is that during the Tongzhi period, the leader of the Yi nationality Li Zai rebelled against the Qing Dynasty in Dali, and was later killed in Nanjian Turtle Mountain. Li Xuedong led the remnants of the people to retreat into the Ailao Mountains to continue to fight and actively develop agriculture and animal husbandry, and Li Xuedong died of illness in the second year of Guangxu. The Yi uprising against the Qing Dynasty in Ailao Mountain finally failed, and the Yi rebel army after the defeat moved to the current Jiujia Qianjia Village. At that time, the Qing government was worried about internal and external troubles, and opened up the rest of Li Xuedong's network, and ordered the Jingdong Mansion at that time to absorb its remnants, and divided more than 60 kilometers up to Ailao Mountain, and 30 kilometers down to the mouth of the Dulu River in Jingdong, which belonged to its sphere of influence and was under its jurisdiction. Order all the rebels to have the surname Qian, and order their place of residence to be Qianjiazhai. It is said that most of the people with the surname Qian in Ailao Mountain are the descendants of the righteous rebels.

The second version is much more folk and tells it purely as a story. Legend has it that a long time ago, a group of people suddenly came, they rode horses, pulled cannons, thousands of people, old and young. After they came here, they built hundreds of houses within a few days, and opened a market in thousands of villages, where the locals used to carry rice to exchange tea with them, kill pigs and sell to them. People don't know how many families they actually have, because there are many families in the village, and it is estimated that there are thousands of households, so they call it Qianjiazhai behind their backs. The locals didn't see the Qianjiazhai people doing any business, but they saw them spending money generously. Therefore, the surrounding bandits all want to rob them, however, the terrain of Qianjia Village is dangerous, easy to defend and difficult to attack. The mountain gate is even more dangerous, one husband should be closed, and ten thousand people cannot be opened. Later, he was accused of being the Taiping Army by a bandit named Yang Si and his good friend, and the official army could not help it. But the greedy and vicious Yang Sixiang came up with a poisonous plan to poison the Dulu River, the only water source in Qianjiazhai, and the people in Qianjiazhai died. Later, every rainy day, the crying and wind in Qianjiazhai were gusting and windy, which was the unwilling ghost of the unjust death of Qianjiazhai people. Since then, no one in Qianjiazhai has dared to move to live. Now Jiujia people love to sing a tune when they see someone who is greedy: Sister is spicy and red-faced, brother is pepper-black-hearted, spicy red-faced seasoning, and peppercorn-black-hearted is greedy for money. In fact, let's just talk about Yang Si and their affairs.

A group of five people visited the huge Qianjiazhai ruins, the prosperity of the year is no more, and now the remnant walls of the houses, the tall stone pillars of the council hall, the scattered stone mills, the stone water tanks covered with moss, the abandoned forts, the city walls full of vines, etc., are hidden in the ancient trees, green vines and wild grasses and wild flowers, and Ailao Mountain is integrated, becoming a witness of history.