In this way, Fang Jingrou lived in the "Spring City Inn" in the ancient city under Zhang Yan's arrangement. At the same time, Fang Jingrou also made her first friend here.

The Spring City Inn is on the East Street of the ancient city, the street is a two-story antique building, and the courtyard is a three-entry house. Fang Jingrou lives in a small single room in the west wing of the backyard.

The location of this room is good, the doors and windows of the west wing are facing east, and the light is very good every morning. The room was small, as soon as you entered the door was a small bed of one meter two and a bedside table, but fortunately there was a separate small bathroom inside, which was very clean. It is suitable for her to live alone, and the room fee of 80 yuan per day is a discount given by Zhang Yan to her second aunt.

Fang Jingrou is very grateful to this girl who has never known her and pouts her heart and lungs, and at the same time feels very lucky.

On the night she moved in, after Fang Jingrou fell asleep, she entered the ancient city of her dreams. It was still dark inside the city, and she lit the lanterns she had collected from the bell and drum towers.

He went down to the city tower, ran directly to the west gate, and went up the city wall to the star-picking tower in the northwest of the city. She wanted to see what was going on in the city at this time. Why did you almost kill you when you touched that stone yesterday?

When I came to the Star Picking Tower, like the rest of the city, the door was open. Stretching out his hand to push it away, what caught his eye was the huge statue of the king of the country holding the pipa in his arms, Fang Jingrou crossed the threshold, fixed her mind and lit the oil lamp in the building, and bowed three times to the statue on the futon.

In fact, Fang Jingrou herself did not have a clear religious belief, and she had no habit of worshipping God when she went to the temple before. But at this time, she did all this very naturally, in fact, she didn't realize how much she had changed, and now she was not so much Fang Jingrou as a combination of Fang Jingrou and Feng Mingyue.

Bypass the statue and climb to the second floor of the Star Picking Tower. After lighting the oil lamps on the second floor one by one, he turned around and looked at the altar dedicated to the castle guts. Fang Jingrou was stunned for a moment, only to see that the huge incense burner behind the case was empty, and there was nothing.

Fang Jingrou rummaged through the entire city, and finally came to the conclusion that the city in her dream had no city guts.

The next day, the weather was fine. The air is filled with the smell of spring, which makes people feel very excited. Fang Jingrou woke up at five o'clock in the morning to the first chirping of the birds, stood in the yard after washing, stretched her waist, and walked towards the front door of the inn.

The door to the inn had opened, and a teenager was sweeping the courtyard.

Fang Jingrou passed by the young man's side briskly and walked out of the gate.

"Hey, who's that, where are you going?"

Fang Jingrou turned around suspiciously, and saw the young man who was still sweeping the floor just now, standing at the door with a broom, tilting his neck to look at her.

"You're calling me?"

"Don't shout at you, do you see anyone else on this street?" The boy narrowed his eyes and replied impatiently.

"Oh, are you looking for me?"

"Didn't you hear that just now? Ask where you're going! ”

"I'll just wander around, is there something wrong?"

"My cousin entrusted me to take care of you, you are not allowed to walk around alone, go back."

"Your cousin?"

"Zhang Yan."

"Oh, you turned out to be Zhang Yan's cousin. My name is Fang Jingrou, what's your name? ”

Fang Jingrou's heart didn't feel warm, Zhang Yan also asked her cousin to take care of her, she had never enjoyed such a friendship, she was a little moved. For this teenager's unreasonableness, it seems inexplicably kind.

The boy leaned very lazily against the door, twisted his head to one side, and rolled his eyes.

"Zhang Jiahui."

Fluttering, Fang Jingrou really couldn't hold back and laughed. Zhang Jiahui, not to mention that this young man really has Zhang Jiahui's charm, with small eyes and a big nose, and he looks very similar.

"Hey, isn't that funny? Hurry back to the house and eat later! ”

Seeing Fang Jingrou's appearance, the young man was annoyed, and turned around and entered the courtyard with a broom.

Standing outside the door for a while, Fang Jingrou stepped into the courtyard. This kind of unwelcome, straightforward care is so nice and feels like family.

After looking at the time, it was less than half past five, and Fang Jingsoft slipped to the edge of the small flower bed next to the door in the east corner of the inn. He took a deep breath and practiced channeling.

With her movements and breathing, Fang Jingrou used her mind to guide the "qi" of the dantian to run along the meridians of the whole body for a week.

After finishing the work, he was about to go back to the room, and when he turned around, he saw Zhang Jiahui sitting on the stone platform of the flower bed and nibbling on an apple.

He pouted, stood up, lifted one leg, and threw the pit from under his leg into the trash can on the other side of the flower bed.

Smack, smack, smack, smack, s

"There's breakfast in the lobby at 7 o'clock, where are you going after eating?"

"Wander around the city, how?" Fang Jingrou looked at Zhang Jiahui with puzzled eyes.

"My cousin is on duty today, let me accompany you."

"Stay with me? No, I can do it myself, I think we have good security here, and the people are very enthusiastic. Don't worry, I won't lose it. ”

"My cousin said you were insane, maybe you will be sick at some point, let me follow you."

Fang Jingrou has a black line, won't she say it well, it's obviously kind to say it like scolding.

"Can I apply without following?"

"Nope."

"Then I'll call Zhang Yan and tell her later?"

"No! Don't ink, okay? Do you think I'm idle? My sister promised me that if I took care of you for her, she would send me a letter of praise to Chaoyang Palace. ”

"Chaoyang Palace? A letter of commendation? ”

"I am a disciple of Chaoyang Palace, and if I do good deeds, Master will praise me."

"What kind of place is Chaoyang Palace? What did you study there? ”

"Oops, don't ask. I'll be waiting for you at the door of the inn at half past seven. ”

Without waiting for Fang Jingrou to continue asking, Zhang Jiahui turned around and walked away.

At half past seven, Zhang Jiahui was waiting there on a bicycle at the entrance of the inn. Fang Jingrou stood in the door of the inn, hesitating whether to go out.

"Hurry up, what are you rubbing!"

"Well, I'm a little far away, I'll take a taxi."

"Aren't you just walking around the city? Where else to go? ”

"Shouyang Mountain."

Zhang Jiahui looked up at the sky and sighed.

"Come up, I'll send you there, if you want to go up the mountain, you should go early, don't go to the city, another day."

"Cycling up the hill? Let's take a taxi. ”

"Let you get on it, it'll be there in 40 minutes, I'll go every day."

Sitting in the back seat of Zhang Jiahui's car, straightening his legs and letting the spring breeze gently blow his trouser legs, it feels like returning to his childhood.

Zhang Jiahui carried Fang Jingrou out of the city from the north gate.

She looked back at the city gate that was gradually moving away, and a thick sense of nostalgia hit her, and her eyes were red and moist.

Not far out of the city, you can see the outline of Shouyang Mountain, like a pen stand in the distance.

There are discrepancies in all the scenery and memories, including the ancient city, but this mountain is still the same.

Looking at Shouyang Mountain, you can understand how the mountain character in Chinese characters came from. That's the shape of the mountain. On the right side of the hill is undulating and connected to a small hill. If you look closely, it really looks like a woman lying on her back on the ground, with a realistic side face, and her chest, abdomen and legs are clear. Nature's ability to create things is truly amazing.

Legend has it that in ancient times, that location was an eye of the sea, and floods continued year after year. There is a goddess in the sky, who has mercy on all beings, and picks up soil day and night to block the sea eye, forming Shouyang Mountain.

Finally, when the goddess got tired, she lay down on the side of the mountain and rested, and that sleep became eternal sleep.

Feng Mingyue's secret room is in the mountain wall behind the shrine of the goddess in the mountain. After so many years of wind and frost, the goddess shrine does not know what it is like now.