Seeing Wen Jindu's frightened look, Suzuka laughed out loud. If there is another person on the mountain who is different from everyone, it must be her Brother Adu, who called him Xuanfuzi to pick him up from the well in Bluestone City? Everyone is afraid of the aura of the shadow shrouded in the willow people, but Wen Jindu is not afraid.

She raised her eyes, looked at Wen Jindu and said softly, "Brother Adu, our family is unlucky, it's not good to touch you." But don't worry, this wound won't delay the matter......" he said and reached out and touched it in his arms, pulling out a stone the size of an egg and placing it on the ground. After all, she is a little girl's family, and her temper turns quickly. Just now, he was still worried, and when he took out this stone, the corners of his mouth bent up slightly, and the elf was full of smugness, pointing to the stone and saying to Wen Jindu, "Brother Adu, you take this and put it on the wound." ”

The stone is very lovely, clear and transparent, so blue that it seems to emit light, and it looks like a water stone. Luo Misheng couldn't help but let out a "huh" and said: "This kind of blue stone is rare, I'm afraid it's worth ......" before he said the word "valuable", and he swallowed back the next half of the sentence. The stone of Xiangshuitan is not only good in color, but also special in producing colored stones. Color stone is a rare thing, the price is much higher than Huangshi white stone, such a large piece of blue stone is afraid that it can provide a family for a year or two of life. Luo Misheng is Luo Jiu's youngest son, he has seen a lot of good stones, and he can't help but marvel when he sees this stone. It was only after he praised that Luo Misheng remembered Heluo, his shining eyes suddenly dimmed, and he sighed heavily. Those little men can refine stones of any color, and no matter how rare the colored stones are, they can't sell them for a price.

Wen Jindu didn't have that much thought, and when he heard Suzuka say this, he didn't want to grab the stone and put it on the palm of his hand. The blue stone is not like a stone when pinched, it is warm and fluttering. When he touched the wound, he saw a strange character rise from the middle of the stone, which grew bigger and bigger, and suddenly rushed out of the stone and burst open with a "bang" on his palm. He was taken aback, his hand shook, and the stone slipped out of his palm, but it didn't fall to the ground, and it was glowing blue and floating in the air.

Luo Misheng's mouth opened wide, and he pointed at Suzuka, unable to speak for a while. Just in shock, I suddenly heard Wen Jindu cheering, it turned out that the palm of his hand was already intact, where was there a little trace of injury? Suzuka jumped up lightly and skillfully, reached out and grabbed the stone, and the blue light suddenly dissipated. Her small face was also full of joy, as if she had picked up a precious child, and she held the stone and said to herself: "It's really an ice yalmine!" ”

Although the Lingliu people have a very close relationship with the painting, they are just ordinary people, and there is no inheritance of secret arts. Luo Misheng just didn't know much about the secret arts, and he knew that the stone was not a blue stone, looked at Suzuka and then looked at Wen Jindu, he didn't understand, and finally couldn't help but open his mouth and ask: "Suzuka!" Where did such a treasure come from? ”

Suzuka's dark eyes flashed, and she puffed out her cheeks and said proudly, "I won't tell you!" He hid his hands behind his back and walked away by himself. Luo Misheng and Wen Jindu looked at each other for a while, and suddenly heard Suzuka shouting in front of them: "Two nerds! What are you still doing in a daze? It's late tonight! "No, the sun has gone to the middle of the sky. Suzuka was in such a good mood, she was walking and jumping in front, humming mountain songs intermittently, completely ignoring the hard work of the two people behind her. After passing through the fragrant pine forest, the fog was heavy, and the willows were bumpy, Wen Jindu helped Luo Misheng carry those tools, and walked carefully, seeing Suzuka's red dress blurred.

After passing the fragrant pine forest, bypassing the old persimmon rice, we entered the valley. Suzuka lives on a ridge, and when the weather is nice, he can see the Suzuka family's cottage from afar. However, there are not many good days, and the valley is always so heavy with fog, floating layer by layer, and the Suzuka family's house looks as if it was built in a sea of clouds, which is very beautiful.

Walking in the fog is not such a beautiful thing. One foot deep and one foot shallow, I don't know how far Liu Cheng is. After half a meal in the valley, the fog was so thick that it seemed to have condensed. The sun seemed to be hanging in the sky of another world, and there was not a single ray of light. Luo Misheng's eyes were painful, and he could only barely recognize Suzuka's figure. The willows in the valley are not easy to walk. In the past, it was a large group of people chasing willows, talking and laughing, and they didn't find it difficult to walk. Today, there is only this stuffy gourd-like Wen Jindu by his side, and Luo Misheng suddenly feels scared.

"Suzuka, Suzuka." He shouted, "Go slower!" Suzuka stopped and replied crisply: "Brother Asheng, don't you always say that you have great strength?" Why do you walk so slowly with so much stuff on your shoulders? Romi's ears were hot, and there were a lot of guys to bring with him from quarrying, how could it be "so something", but Suzuka said so, and he couldn't refute it, so he just lowered his hair and walked quickly. But no matter how fast he walked, Suzuka's figure gradually disappeared, and only Wen Jindu always walked in front of him. He secretly wondered in his heart: Wen Jindu also seemed to be familiar with the willows here.

Luo Misheng was looking down and thinking about it, when he suddenly saw Wen Jindu stop, he was shocked, and suddenly stopped his steps. The leather tube shelf on Wen Jindu's shoulder had already been attached to the tip of his nose, and a layer of cold sweat suddenly broke out on Luo Misheng's back. "What are you doing?" He scolded Wen Jindu in a low voice, if he fell in this valley, it was not a joke. Except for the Lingliu people, who knows what terrain is around? Wen Jindu didn't answer, reached out and grabbed Luo Misheng's arm, and waited for a while before whispering, "Suzuka is going to sing!" Romi's heart relaxed.

Suzuka seemed to stand very close, but she couldn't see it, and she could only hear a faint song floating around her. "Lonely, lonely, lonely......" The gossamer-like song traveled through the white mist like goat's milk, as if there was nothing. Lonely, lonely, lonely......" Suzuka sang loudly, her voice rising, it turned out to be not far from the left in front of Wen Jindu. Her singing voice is clear, high and low, every breath is clearly audible, and every word is clearly outlined. It's "lonely" back and forth, but she seems to have endless stories in it, some are joyful, some are sad, and some are bland.

Wen Jindu felt that his eyes were sour. I don't know why, but every time he hears Suzuka singing like this, he feels like the world is collapsing in front of him, like a mountain cliff with melting snow in spring, and after the layers fade white, the stone walls will always show sharp and hideous. Then the stone wall will peel off layer by layer, and the whole cliff will be destroyed. He didn't know where that sorrow came from, but he could feel that it was extremely long. "Lonely, lonely, lonely......" Suzuka's singing slipped from the climbing peak, her words no longer clear, and her breath began to be intermittent. Suddenly, she stopped singing. I don't know how long it took, "Lonely......" she let out a long breath, and her extremely thin and very high voice burrowed into the depths of the white mist, and the mist vibrated and wavered, and gradually collapsed......

"Yikes! Umbrella hit, umbrella hit. Suzuka's exclamation restored the girl's liveliness, and there was no longer the pressure just now. As she laughed, drops of water fell, and then a majestic rain line, and the thick mist of the entire valley was shattered by Suzuka's song, turning into a curtain of rain that fell violently. When the rain passed, the verdant peaks came into view. A slender white thread erupted from the mountainside and fell quietly in front of them. It was a thousand zhang of water, and the deep pool it fell into was the Xiangshui Pool. "Let's go!" Suzuka waved her hand, and her red sleeves seemed to be a flag. The white mist absorbs not only the blazing sunlight but also the rumbling sound of the water. When the rain fell, I couldn't hear the sound of Suzuka clearly.

But both Wen Jindu and Luo Misheng knew where they were going. The muddy willows that meander from the valley come to an abrupt end here, and they descend the winding and steep path to the Hibiki Water Pool, where Eika is waiting for Suzuka, as if it had been since the beginning of the world. Standing on the edge of the Xiangshui Pool and looking up, there was only a cramped piece of the sky left, except for the white waterline that fell high, and the vision was full of water and green, which made Wen Jindu's eyes ethereal. If it weren't for Suzuka's singing, the sky above the Xiangshuitan would always be shrouded in a thick white mist, and the shrubs all over the mountain would not all be stuffy, and the leaves would be heavy and wet. Only on the edge of the waterhole is a circle of red flowers full of round flowers, which makes people feel that this quiet valley bottom is also lively.

Suzuka sat on a large bluestone on the edge of the pool, and she could hear the little tune she was humming from so far away. She was in a surprisingly good mood today, and a willow rushed down from such a steep path, like a red butterfly, which made Wen Jindu feel scared. As if hypnotized by her singing, those delicate round flowers lazily stretched their branches and climbed to her side with the bluestone. She reached out and stroked the huge flowers, and her two white little legs dangled on the water, and from time to time she used her feet to make a shiny splash.

Luo Misheng unloaded the two heavy leather bags from his shoulders, and pulled Wen Jindu with a smile: "Have you seen enough?" Let's give a hand. Wen Jindu's face turned red, and he hurriedly turned his head and said, "The shadow hasn't come out yet!" Luo Misheng said: "When it comes out, will it delay the time?" Wen Jindu was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly reached out to take something out of his skin.

Every time Eikage comes out to see the willow leader, the time is fixed, and when the time comes, she has to hide back in the nest. If the quarryman doesn't get out of the water in time, he will be blocked by the painting and drown in the water, but if he gets out of the water early, he will waste a rare opportunity to quarry, so time is the most precious. In the past, quarrymen came in droves, where was the use of Wen Jindu. Today, only one was born to Romy. It's not that Wen Jindu doesn't know this layer, it's just that the price of the stone has dropped, so what's the difference between picking one or two more pieces? He just thought about it, and finally didn't say it. Seeing that he wanted to speak and stopped, Luo Misheng understood what he meant, sighed and said, "Really, I forgot, it doesn't make a difference if I mine a few stones now." He waved his hand dejectedly, and his tall body suddenly became a little shorter, "Adu, you go and pick up mushrooms, I'll just come here by myself." ”

Wen Jindu didn't answer, just picked up the utensils in his bag. Seeing that his hands were not stopping, Luo Misheng's heart was hot, and he didn't say much, and continued to do it. Quarrying is actually a very troublesome thing, not to mention anything else, the quarryman's outfit alone is extremely cumbersome. The water in Xiangshuitan is bitterly cold all year round, and if there are no two layers of shark skin water to block it, the quarryman will freeze to death in the water after a while. Although the waterhole is clear, I don't know how deep it is, and no matter how good the water is, a man can't dive to the rocks in one go. The most troublesome thing before each quarrying is to build a standpipe, and the leather throat on the reel is dozens of zhang long, which is used for the quarryman's breathing. If the wrapping is not correct, the skin and throat are not well ventilated, and the quarryman under the water will be suffocated. Romisheng wears a hideous sleeve made of killer whales, which is transparent, and a hose for the skin and throat so that he can see in deep water.

There is also a ball-shaped killer whale tied around his waist, and three or five dormant crickets are wrapped in it. Ying cricket is the name of the scholar, the quarryman on the mountain is called the fire bug, when you go down the pond to pat hard, the fire bug will wake up. Firebugs hate killer whales the most, and once they wake up and find themselves in the whales, they immediately swim and vibrate until they die of exhaustion. Three or five crickets are enough to light up a three-entry house, but the water at the bottom of the Xiangshuitan is turbulent, and this whale can only provide about a square circle of lighting. Other diving equipment such as copper pendants and quarrying chisels are varied. The cost of purchasing such a set of clothes is enough to make a farmer live for a lifetime, and the fire bugs, skin throats, and cetaceans are all used several times to be replaced, and they are very expensive, no wonder the price of stone has fallen, and the people on the mountain do not come to quarry - this expense is already terrifying, if the quarried stone is gone, how can you live?

Wen Jindu was very surprised when he saw Xiangshuitan for the first time: although Qianzhang water is only a thin one, falling from such a high mountaintop, the momentum should be very amazing, but this majestic water can only rush out a small circle of ripples in Xiangshuitan, and the water waves on the side of the pool are still very gentle. "It's as if a huge monster has sucked this thousand feet of water into its throat." Wen Jindu later secretly described his thoughts to Luo Misheng. Luo Misheng glanced at him, and his expression was a little weird: "Isn't it just Painted Shadow?" I don't know if you drank all the water, but when you see it comes out, it's lively! ”

Just after setting up the leather pipe rack, Wen Jindu heard the sound of water suddenly became much louder, and he raised his head to look. White foam was splashing at the place where the water fell, and the waves were rushing to the shore excitedly. Luo Misheng put the mask of the whale on his head with force, and gave a thumbs up to Wen Jindu, both of them knew that the picture was about to come out. The color of the Xiangshui pool is the most beautiful, and when you look down from the valley, the deep pool looks like a huge emerald stone, with layers of translucent blue and green flashing, and the cool feeling can be seen from the eyes to the heart. But no one knows what the true color of this pool is, because the color of the painted shadow and the water of the pool are intertwined and condensed into a vivid whole. When it floated up from the bottom of the pool, thousands of feet of water cheered for it restlessly, and the rolling white waves covered the entire pool.

But suddenly, the turbulent waves of the water became as shy as a child who had made a mistake and had been caught, and the water was quietly poured into the blue water, not even a little splash, and the pool was as calm as a mirror. The quarrymen knew that this was Eikage, although no one knew what Eikage was like. "I'm going down." The voice behind Luo Misheng's mask seemed hollow and distant, and he pointed to the cliff wall on the other side of the pool, asking Wen Jindu to go over to pick up stone mushrooms. Wen Jindu nodded, and the two of them bowed to the ground together against the blue water, and then walked up cautiously with their respective guys.

Eikage's body is soft and elastic, thin as water, but thick as ice. So many times, every time he walked on the painted body, Wen Jindu always had the illusion that the undulating water under his feet would silently crack a small hole, and when he stepped on it, he would sink into a bottomless deep pool. Who knows the difference between Eikage and this pool of water? It may be a small joke to it. Of course, Wen Jindu knew that Eige would not make such a joke with himself or any quarryman, and for Eikage, the only thing he could see was a red-clothed willow man on the big bluestone by the pond, and all other lives were probably as insignificant as dust.

All that came to the face were droplets of thousands of zhang water, and small stones hit it like a small stone, and the pain was terrible, this is the place where thousands of zhang water entered the pool. Luo Misheng nodded at Wen Jindu, and jumped into the small gap on the painted shadow with a "plop", and in a blink of an eye, he was crushed by the strong water column and left no trace. Wen Jindu sometimes envies him, why does he also live in the mountains, and Luo Misheng doesn't think so much about himself? He walked around the water and stood still in front of the cliff. The steep cliff seemed to fall on top of him, and he was overwhelmed, and his ears were full of the roar of a thousand feet of water breaking through the air. Half a month's work did not come, and the cliffs are dotted with stone mushrooms, and the growth is very gratifying.

The stone mushroom is a specialty of Huangyangling, not only in Xiangshuitan. Because the mountains here are steep and the rain is abundant, there are many waterfalls falling water, and where there are waterfalls, there are often stone mushrooms, all of which grow on the cliffs behind the waterfalls. The stone mushroom on the cliff looks similar to an ordinary mushroom, and a lump of flesh the size of a pink sea bowl grows close to the cliff wall, which is the mother mushroom of the stone mushroom. But the mother mushroom can't be eaten, only when it grows stronger, and when it is about to divide into life, cut off the mushroom and raise it, and it will be delicious when it grows up. If you don't pick it for a while, the mushroom can grow up if it falls off into the water on its own, but it will be bad when it leaves the water, and it will not be able to raise. There are also a lot of mushroom pickers in the mountains, each of them guarding a waterfall pool, and only the best one is picked up here in Xiangshuitan. Ordinary mushrooms can grow to the size of a basin in water, but the mushrooms from Xiangshuitan can be raised like a small tabletop.

The taste of the raised stone mushroom is like pork, and it can grow back soon after cutting a piece, and it can always live for two or three months while cutting. Almost all the middle-class people in Bluestone City raise one or two stone mushrooms in the tank, and they will never be dull on the daily dining table. The income of stone mushrooms is not bad, but it is not a good career. Originally, climbing the cliff is a difficult thing, and the cliff where the stone mushroom grows is even more sinister, and there is always a lot of news that the mushroom pickers fall to death every year. Wen Jindu began to collect stone mushrooms at the age of thirteen, and the cliff behind this sounding pool was as familiar as the willow in his palm. Rao is like this, every time he climbs this slippery cliff, he always needs to go all out. At this time, Wen Jindu's eyes and heart were only left with uneven stone walls, and even the hustle and bustle of Qianzhang Water became deaf.

The last time I came, Wen Jindu noticed that there was a young mushroom on the mountain wall on the left, and today I saw that there were several of them that were about to merge. He steadied himself against a protruding stone shard, looking closely. That slice of stone mushrooms is the average size and will meristem at about the same time. When the time comes, you can collect seven or eight mushrooms in one go, which is a normal day's amount. Thinking of this, Wen Jindu's heart was comfortable, and he seemed to be lighter. It was still a little while, Wen Jindu let out a long breath, and his heart dragged his eyes to the edge of the waterhole quietly.

I don't know when, Suzuka has already jumped off the bluestone and stands on Eikage's body holding a rattan full of round flowers. She playfully bent one leg, her body pressed against the rattan, and her face was pressed against the round flower, as bright as a flower, as if she was whispering something to the shadow. When she "giggled" and laughed, the shaking round flower danced one after another. Even through the confusing water curtain, Wen Jindu felt that he heard her laughter.

Eikage is changing. It slowly raised a transparent mound of water in front of Suzuka. Then the mound of water grew as fast as it had a life of its own. First it forms a slender cylinder, and then it flickers little by little. Almost instantly, the water column became Suzuka's appearance, and even the best craftsmen in the world could not carve a piece of water stone into such a vivid appearance. Except that it's still transparent blue, that's a living girl. She covered her mouth and smiled, waved shyly, and took Suzuka's hands around, as if she was Suzuka's sister who came out of the mirror.

After seeing the transformation of the painting so many times, Wen Jindu is still shocked by this beautiful change every time. Eika doesn't always take on the form of Suzuka, she holds Suzuka's hands and listens, and then she becomes a character in Suzuka's story, sometimes a little rabbit, sometimes a wrinkled old willow man, Suzuka's grandfather, and sometimes even a quarryman who comes with her. The minds of the Lingliu people are transparent, they have no way to hide any secrets in front of the Eikage, and all the happy and troubled things will be revealed by the Eikage. Luo Misheng said that this alone made many people in the mountain pass feel terrified, and many things were left in their hearts. Wen Jindu had heard that in the past, Eikage had turned into a huge and terrifying monster, which made the quarrymen guarding the pond so frightened that they peed their pants.

However, this is not the most terrible thing for Wen Jindu. Every time he picked up mushrooms, he had to stare at the change of the shadow for a moment, but it was so fast that he didn't know if his image had ever appeared in front of Suzuka. Sometimes he longs for the moment, and sometimes he is terrified of it.

No matter what it becomes, it's not a painting, it's just a very small part of the painting's body. But Wen Jindu knows that the shadow is this transparent girl, she first combed a pair of small double buns, her face was full of childishness, and then she wore a thick twist braid and a short dress, and now the shadow is covered with long hair and a figure, but the pair of deep dimples on the cheeks are always the same. What would she listen to Suzuka? Suddenly, Wen Jindu felt that he was overwhelmed by a mountain of jealousy. If he could stand in front of Suzuka and hold her hands and listen, Wen Jindu felt that he could give up the whole world.

With a "pop", Wen Jindu woke up suddenly. Just when Fang was in a trance, there was already a stone mushroom branch, and the sub-mushroom of the bright stone stone jumped out and disappeared into the water curtain of Qianzhang Water in a blink of an eye. The rest of the stone mushrooms are bulging on their heads, and they are about to meristem. Wen Jindu pulled out the knife that had been sharpened all morning, and a round drop of water could not stand on the snowy blade and slid down. Just as the droplets of water slid down, Wen Jindu stretched out his arms, his feet in mango shoes moving rapidly on the wet rock wall, and the thin blade jumped above the heads of the stone mushrooms without hindrance.

One, two, three...... The mushroom that had just emerged was cut off before it had time to retract the handle of the umbrella, and it fell with the mucus of the bright stone, and it fell into the net bag that Wen Jindu had copied impartially. Exactly seven. Wen Jindu clung to the stone wall, restrained the body that was flying away from the cliff, gasped, and sweated on his head. Although he still escaped a flower, his results were not bad, Wen Jindu recalled his smooth movements, and he couldn't help but feel a little proud.

Determined, he poked his head out and looked at the edge of the pool again, wondering what the picture had become at this time? As if there was some omen, his gaze turned away from the cliff, and his heart suddenly tightened coldly. It's still the girl with fluttering sleeves. Because Painted Shadow had her back to the cliff, Wen Jindu couldn't see her expression, but Painted Shadow's appearance of not moving made him panic. The picture began to change again, it became taller and bigger. Its pretty shoulders widened, its slender legs grew straighter, and a long knife was stuck diagonally behind its back, and its armor seemed to jingle. Wen Jindu felt that the back was vaguely familiar, but he didn't think about it for a while. Something was quietly growing in his heart, and Wen Jindu knew that it was a bad thing.

If the heart is a string, Wen Jindu can clearly hear the sound of it breaking. It's not the moment when Eige transforms into a samurai, or even when Suzuka screams. "Bang", crisp sound, that's it. When Wen Jindu saw Suzuka's cheeks flush and he turned his head with his face covered, he felt his heart fall out of his chest cavity and didn't know where to go.

"Brother Liu!" Suzuka screamed and took a few steps back. "Liu Yang ......" Wen Jindu remembered the name in a daze, but he couldn't remember his face. Who is he? Wen Jindu thought hard, but he could only see the picture of collapse. Liu Yang has been in this village for five days, and now not only the people on the mountain, but even the persimmon ridges outside the mountain know that there is a "big official" in Qingshi City who has arrived on the mountain, which makes Liu Yang feel very headache. Since joining the army in Jiuyuan City, Liu Yangyi has been a scout, and he knows very well the importance of keeping a low profile. He has always been the only one who recognizes people, and there is no reason for him to be recognized by others.

After all, the mountain col is not such a closed place as persimmon ridge, and the residents here have a lot of dealings with merchants from Qingshi, not that they have never seen the world, how can they regard him as a "big official"? The Eagle Banner Army had never been close to Qingshi's Chamber of Commerce, and although he was the deputy commander of the Eagle Banner Army's Zuoliu guerrilla, he was not an official of Qingshi. Although the situation in Wanzhou is tense now, the Eagle Banner Army wants to defend Qingshi, but after all, it is to assist in defending the city. Qingshi originally had six armies, how could it be the turn of the field soldiers to sit big? If he is an official, he is just a military general in a dream swamp. However, he has a meticulous temperament, and his face is not revealed, and he still listens to those idlers talk about the ancients in the inn every day, and he interjects from time to time.

Of course, Liu Yangyi's insight is not what the people on the mountain can imagine, at the beginning, Luo Jiudu was still a little afraid of him, and after listening to him say a few more jokes, he found that this "big official" was actually very easy-going, and he had a lot less scruples when he spoke. After chatting about it, Liu Yang became proud, and let the idlers guess his origin. Luo Jiu glanced at a few old men, laughed a few times but didn't speak. Liu Yang was very curious, and just asked. Luo Jiu pointed to the horse shed and said, "Lord Liu, although we are just fools in the mountains, we have also heard of the Hokuriku horses in Linxia Hall. If you weren't blind, everyone would know that you were walking in front of the lord of Shino, where would ordinary businessmen have such mounts? ”

Liu Yang opened his mouth and stammered, and it took a while to react, and he gave Luo Jiu a thumbs up and said, "The old gentleman is really a good eye...... A stone in his heart finally fell to the ground, and it turned out that Luo Jiu and the others' guesses were not on the point. How did Luo Jiu know, thinking that he had a good vision, he twisted his beard and laughed vigorously, leaving many days of long sighs and sighs behind for the time being.

There are few good horses in the eastern continent, and the breeds are also mixed, where do you need good horses in ordinary transportation, people naturally see less, and the good horses that can be seen in Qingshi City are all high-level chambers of commerce. The best Hokuriku in Linxiatang is immediately permed with the word "Xiao", so the bluestone people look at the word "Xiao" horse seems to be a symbol of status. But the "Xiao" character horses abound in the Eagle Banner Army, and the war horses used by the Eagle Banner Army Zuoliu guerrilla were all transported from the North Continent by Linxiatang. The trade of a large number of mules and horses is very eye-catching, and the business done by Wanzhou Linxia Tang Mingli actually has a lot of donations from Lu Guichen of the Qingyang Department. Speaking of which, it is rumored that the Eagle Banner Army is going to take over the bluestone, of course, because bluestone city is the gateway for Himeno to go south to Wanzhou, but the bluestone city lord Xiao Qianxia is the big boss of Linxia Hall, I'm afraid it's also a consideration, right?

In fact, Liu Yang is a bluestone native, how could he not know that the mountains and willows of Huangyangling are difficult to walk, and the merchants who come up to quarry have never ridden horses. However, the war horses of the Eagle Banner guerrilla are like siblings, and they cannot leave their side for a day. What's more, he was quite confident in his horse, thinking that no matter how difficult the willow was, he could get up. How do you know that leading the horse to Huangyangling is really suffering, not to mention that the action is slow, the black horse almost fell to death on the half willow, but he gritted his teeth and finally brought it up.

There are no mules and horses on the Huangyangling, and the beasts mostly use big horns, and the largest livestock is just cattle raised on large terraces. When they saw such a majestic horse coming up, everyone's eyes were shining. The old man could still hold his weight, but he showed some surprise and envy on his face, and the children were all day round the horse, laughing and dancing, which was much more festive than the festival. Liu Yang was surprised, but he was also slightly fluttering in his heart, but he never thought that people's respect would come from this horse.

The people on the mountain guessed that Liu Yang was an official of Qingshi, so he was naturally respectful. Huangyangling is barren, and has never paid taxes to the Chamber of Commerce, only the mountain water stone business is big, and the annual tax amount is extremely high. Now in the past few months, the price of stone has fallen sharply to the bottom, and according to the previous tax method, every household on the mountain has to hang themselves. Such a big official suddenly came to Qingshi City, and Luo Jiu and the others were surprised and happy in their hearts, but they just waited in a different way, hoping that Liu Yang could clarify the tax rate when he went back. Liu Yang knows more or less about their thoughts, and he doesn't break them. In fact, at present, bluestone is facing the challenge of life and death, where can anyone take care of the stone tax on the mountain? However, the origin of Xiangshuitan is mysterious, and the people of the mountain have always been tight-lipped about their quarrying holy place, and if they inquire about it through the identity of this "big official", it is probably better than being confused.

He just praised Luo Jiu's excellent vision, and he was finally vague about his identity. In fact, who in the Eagle Banner Army doesn't know that Liu Yangzhi is notoriously competitive, although his identity cannot be revealed in this investigation, but it is probably good to be able to get over the addiction of a big official. There are many taboos among quarrymen, but Liu Yang doesn't take it to heart. Two days earlier, he had gone to the hut where the Lingliu people had been, and the people in the village did not know it yet, otherwise he would probably have to sit far away and raise his voice to speak. But that trip was somewhat disappointing. The Lingliu people of the previous generation went to the mountains to collect medicine, and only a seventeen or eighteen-year-old girl stayed there. This girl also knows about the Xiangshui pool and the pictures that live in it.

It's just that the picture in her mouth is like a kitten and a puppy, and she hasn't been in that pool. Liu Yangzhi was so ignorant that he didn't know the ins and outs of Xiangshuitan, and he was disappointed in his heart, so he had to sit and wait for the old man. The girl's name was Suzuka. For a whole day, Liu Yangyi stayed in the small thatched hut under the ancient pine, drinking pine needle water in the mountains, sipping pine nuts all over the place, and chatting about most of the scenery of the Eastern Continent endlessly. I don't know why, in front of Suzuka, Liu Yangzhi felt very relaxed, talking and laughing casually, which made the girl laugh from ear to ear. In addition to the purpose of going up the mountain this time, he didn't say it, but told all the experience of the war over the years, where he still wanted to hide his identity, even Liu Yangzhi himself was surprised.

Suzuka has grown so big that she has never even been to the village, so she is naturally fascinated by it. It's just that it's getting late, but the old man still doesn't come back. "I'm afraid I won't come back." Suzuka said, "Grandpa is old, and now his legs and feet are slow to go up the mountain, so he may not be able to come back in a day." Liu Yangzhi was taken aback: "Then what if something happens?" Suzuka replied indifferently: "We lead the willow people, and if something happens, it will only be ...... sooner or later" Although his face was calm, his eyebrows still trembled slightly. She pointed to the sun behind the peak, "If Grandpa doesn't come back after dark, I'll go up the mountain to find it, it's just a willow anyway." Looking at the reckless mountains, Liu Yang secretly took a breath of cool air, shook his head and said, "How can this be?" I'll go to the village and find some people, let's look for them together. ”

Suzuka "giggled" and laughed: "Brother Liu is from outside, and he doesn't know the rules of the mountain pass." Don't say that if you ask people from the village to come to the mountains around this Xiangshuitan, even if we can't go to the village. Liu Yang is easy-going on the contrary, but he is extremely stubborn on the inside, although he has heard some taboos in the village, and when he sees Suzuka say it so bluntly, he can't help but feel angry. Obviously, a village lives by leading willow people, but it is guarded against it as if it is afraid of bandits, thinking about it, Liu Yang's face is full of grievances. Seeing him like this, Suzuka felt slightly frightened, and gently pulled the corner of his clothes and said, "Brother Liu! Brother Liu! Grandpa is probably fine......" she paused and pointed to her heart, "If Grandpa has something, I probably know about it." ”

No one knows about the contract that the Lingliu and Eikage have made, but it's not surprising that they have some strange skills. If not, the leader who has died from generation to generation would have cut off the incense long ago, where can it continue?

Liu Yang saw that she was solemn, and he was no longer reluctant, but just took out a beautiful blue stone from his arms and gave it to Suzuka. It was not an ordinary colored stone, but a baby called "Ice Acetylene", Liu Yang taught her a mantra, saying that if Grandpa had an accident, he could use that Ice Ace to heal if it was not serious. Suzuka tilted her head and looked at him for a long time, just smiled, laughing so much that Liu Yangyi's heart was a little hairy, and he hurriedly said goodbye and said that he would come back the next day.

"Not tomorrow." Suzuka said, seeing Liu Yang's slightly stunned appearance, he hurriedly added, "Tomorrow is the day of quarrying, and it's not good for people to come." Brother Liu, you wait for the day after tomorrow, I will ask grandpa to wait for you at home, and cook the best food for you.

Are you coming? When she asked this, Suzuka's face turned red, and her eyes were full of anticipation. Her eyes were not big, but they were dark and deep and bright, and Liu Yangyi's heart was shocked, so she had to look up and smile and say, "Suzuka girl's craftsmanship, you must taste it." Suzuka lowered his head and said, "Brother Liu is really a good person. There was a choked up in his words. Liu Yangzhi stood there, not knowing how to deal with it.