The spring breeze blows the willow bank, and the flowers and birds are charming.

On the Emerald River, boats come and go, and mountain songs wander in the meantime.

On the river, there is a bamboo raft.

At the bow of the boat, the boatman is swinging with a pole, and at the stern, four people are standing.

Two men and two women, one middle-aged and one young.

The middle-aged man has a square face, thick eyebrows and a high nose, with a thick temperament and a piece of wind and bones.

Standing next to him, wearing a blue plain robe and wearing a bun on his head, is a Kun Dao (female Taoist).

The female crown has elegant facial features, a warm complexion, looks forty years old, and stands there, revealing a sense of peace.

And the pair of young men and women in the back, the man's sword eyebrows and starry eyes, Sven temperament, and the woman's willow eyebrows and lips are pluralized, and they have their own dust.

The two young men and women are no one else, Daomen Liu is like this, and Confucianism Wang Chengfeng.

And the middle-aged man is Wang Chengfeng's father, Wang Qi's family, and the female crown next to him is Liu Ru is master, Liu Qing, who has never been seen.

Two families, a Taoist and a Confucian scholar, practiced in the world earlier, got acquainted with fate, and had decades of friendship.

After the aura first recovered in the famous mountains and rivers, Liu Ruye's master took his apprentices into the 100,000 mountains to practice.

On the occasion of today's March 3rd, the two families made an appointment to come together to enjoy the flowers and see the customs of various ethnic groups in the mountains.

Wang Qijia and Liu Qing stood side by side at the bow of the boat, looking at the green mountains and beautiful waters, and the birds singing and the flowers were fragrant.

"Qingmei, how many years have we not come out together to see this landscape?"

Wang Qijia looked at the beautiful scenery on the shore, his face was in a trance, as if he remembered something from the past.

"It's been almost twenty years. ”

The female crown Liu Qing's eyebrows moved slightly, and then said lightly.

"If it weren't for my obsession with politics, I wouldn't know what our family would be like now. ”

Wang Qijia sighed, and his face was vaguely bitter.

His words indicate that the two had a past.

Wang Qijia and Liu Qing were originally a husband and wife, and they married Qin and Jin when they were young. The young Wang Qi family was famous and famous in the past years, and Liu Qing when he was young was a beautiful girl, a talented man with a beautiful woman, and the two came together.

Later, Wang Qi's family stepped onto the political stage from a scholar, and wanted to display the Confucian ambition of "Qi family governing the country and leveling the world", but he was young and vigorous, took care of everyone, did not care about the small family, and did many things that made his wife Liu Qing cold, and the disputes gradually increased, and the family became chickens and dogs.

His wife Liu Qing is also a person with a strong inner temperament, and she became a female champion in one go, and Wang Qi's family, who was proud of the spring breeze in the officialdom, was also strong and did not persuade her.

In this way, the quarrels and quarrels between husband and wife when they were young have gradually become what they are today.

The two are not divorced, but they are no longer the same as young boys and girls.

Later, Wang Qi's family hit the south wall in the officialdom, was disheartened, and took his son Wang Chengfeng to live in his hometown. He was apologetic to his wife, Liu Qing, but as decades passed, it became more and more difficult to open his mouth.

He remembered that when he was young, the two of them were also in love, and they were also in love in this spring of 100,000 mountains.

Now the past is like smoke, and his wife has become a female crown, standing beside her, but she no longer has the original intention.

The mountains are full of spring and evoke the past, and it is inevitable that there will be a little melancholy and unstoppable.

When he said this, Liu Qing's eyes flashed, but he didn't answer.

Wang Qijia was silent and laughed suddenly.

Turning his head to look at his sons Wang Chengfeng and Liu Rusi, he smiled at Liu Qing next to him: "I'm thinking, when will you let go of your good apprentice and let your son marry her into the Wang family as soon as possible, Chengfeng is twenty-nine." ”

The two were husband and wife, and Wang Chengfeng is of course Liu Qing's son.

"Uncle Wang, what are you talking about? ”

Liu Ru is indifferent face, listening to Wang Qi's jokes, it was rare to be a little shy.

Wang Chengfeng was beside him, and he seemed to be a little unnatural by what his father said.

There are some things that you can't say if you see through them.

Wang Qijia looked at the two of them and laughed.

Liu Qing looked at his son and apprentice, and his eyebrows showed a slight smile.

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On the other side, on the lively Emerald River, there is also a "Wang family" who came out to go out.

It is the descendant of the Guiguzi lineage.

The old man Wang Dao, Queen Sun Lingxiang, and the protégé Wang Zongyun are three.

The middle-aged man with his nose cut off was not there.

It is rare to have a good solar term, so they follow those lively tourists to tour the mountains and rivers together.

.............

And in a certain ethnic village in the mountains, a middle-aged man with a gloomy face and an ugly appearance went out with joy on his face.

He looked at the tourists coming and going in the village, and there was an evil smile on his face.

"There are so many people, and it's really exciting to try something new. ”

In his eyes, there was a sparkle of yin evil.

...............

The mountains on March 3 are really lively.

The large village of the Zhuang nationality has the March Three Songs Festival, a large song polder, the young men and women of the Zhuang nationality within a radius of dozens of miles all come to participate, the crowd is crowded, the singing is one after another, it is very lively. People go to the song polder to compete and enjoy songs; Young men and women sing through the song, if the two parties are in love, the woman throws the hydrangea in her hand, thinking that she is in love.

In the early morning of March 3 in Dongjia Village, the girls dressed up carefully, carried delicate bamboo baskets, went to the vegetable garden to collect onions and garlic, and washed them with water by the spring. They lined up in a long line, standing on the water's path, waving their baskets shyly, and quietly looking up the hillside, waiting for their lovers to ask for it. At this time, the hillside was already full of people, and there were the girl's family members inside, to see which family had taken the basket.

And a group of young men in neat green cloth cardigans, one by one, walked onto the waterside path amid the good-natured laughter of the people. At this time, the young men ask for the basket in public, and the winner will be greeted with a "oh oh" exclamation, and the young man can quietly agree with the girl to return the basket. The young man who couldn't get the basket would attract the taunts of the onlookers, and then sing to each other on the hillside next to the wall, and continue to look for soulmates with his singing.

Other ethnic minority villages are also mostly lively ethnic activities.

Many tourists from the city take small boats and linger in the ethnic villages on the banks of the Emerald River, indulging in the experience of different ethnic minority customs, which is very comfortable.

It seems that the whole mountain is full of singing and dancing.

And the time is like this, and it is gradually getting dusk in the middle of a lively day.

The sun sets in the west, and the fishing boats sing at night.

But the bustle in the mountains continues.

At the foot of the mountain on the side of the white dragon snow SD, it is a large tourist attraction.

At dusk, a grand multi-ethnic temple fair is held here, attracting many tourists.

On the days when everyone is enjoying the spring breeze and being happy and festive, the thousand-meter-high mountainside of Bailong Snow Mountain is a solemn and condensed atmosphere.

In a valley and dense forest, soldiers with loaded guns and ammunition scattered side by side, marching forward, and the atmosphere was solemn.

At the front, a dusty Taoist priest held a compass in his hand, staring at it tightly, his face solemn.

"Over there. ”

The compass points in one direction.

Taoist priest Wu Fa paused and headed in the other direction of the dense forest.

These people are the same group of people who chased the corpse of the golden red woman.

Half a month has passed, and since the golden red female corpse fled into the mountains and forests, it has been difficult to carry out the strangulation operation.

If it weren't for the female corpse sucking human blood in several villages, this group would not have been able to find any trace of each other.

In these days of dealing with the female corpse, the Heavenly Master Taoist Wu Fa was tired of traveling and driving, but also more and more flexibly used the exorcism techniques recorded in the Heavenly Master Dao, practiced them one by one, and achieved great results.

With the zombies recorded in the Taoist scriptures, there is a method of fighting the enemy that can be practiced, and the Taoist priest Wu Fa is also slowly increasing his Taoism in practice.

A team of men and horses, guided by the compass, came to a basin forest.

This dense forest is very quiet, not at all like the spring revival of the mountain forest outside.

Wu Fa obviously felt it, but for some reason, he could only be more careful.

Gradually, as I entered the dense forest, the forest above my head became higher, and the golden light of the setting sun slowly disappeared, and the forest became a little darker.

Moreover, what made Wu Fa and the soldiers feel even more strange was that more and more animal bones began to appear in the forest.

Some of them were crawling with maggots, mosquitoes and flies, and some of them were fresh with scarlet flesh on their bones.....

These animal bones, which were becoming more and more ubiquitous, as well as the silence in the forest, made Wu Fa and the soldiers gradually feel a sense of unease in their hearts.

Slowly, they saw a white mist in the forest ahead.

And the compass in Wu Fa's hand suddenly turned irregularly and failed.

His face changed slightly!

(The second more 2700 words were delivered, some people said that I was water, it may be that I paved too much, not deliberately, I hope I can improve, thank you for the advice.) ）