There are very few steps left on the widow's road, and the road is overgrown with weeds, and the grass is exposed to clear water strips.

Cang'er treads water.

Walking to Paiyan, Cang'er stopped.

Paiyan is bare and does not grow vegetation, and the ancient trees above are towering and lush. Several streams diverge from top to bottom on the rock wall to the ancient road.

Cang Er pondered in his heart: Just based on these scenes, it is indeed inseparable from the four words of love.

The sun shines on the pai rocks, and the water flow is gorgeous and colorful, like several colorful ribbons. The mountain wind is agitated, and the ribbons move with the wind, not only the water ribbon, but also the rocks.

Cang'er's surprise is not trivial.

He was close to the rock wall, the splash of water soaked the placket of his clothes, and the water droplets stung his eyes, and he had no time to care, his eyes were fixed on the rock.

The rock row does not move at all.

It's strange, I saw Paiyan moving just now.

The droplets of water scattered one after another, and Cang'er thought of the tears of a woman, and the tears of an abandoned woman who had been wronged. Every tear seems to be crying, crying about the unkindness of the negative man, crying about his own misfortune.

The bare and grassless pai rock, isn't it just that the love thread has been broken, and the end of the world is a portrayal of passers-by from now on?

Cang'er's expression suddenly froze, and what did he find in his sharp eyes?

In the middle of the rock wall were a few tadpoles, twisting and twisting, and the water was still crawling on their heads. Cang'er looked fixedly, and the tadpole was lying still on the rock wall, motionless.

Cang'er wondered: How can tadpoles appear on the rocks?

The tadpole was a lot taller than Cang'er, and he decided to go up and have a look.

Cang'er traveled lightly and climbed the rock empty-handed. He picked the rock crevices with his hands, stepped on the stone ridges, and slowly moved in the direction of the tadpole little by little.

Approaching the tadpole, Cang'er kept his body balanced and freed his right hand to catch the tadpole.

The tadpole was firmly nailed to the rock wall, and the adsorption force was super strong, and Cang'er was dumbfounded.

This is clearly not a tadpole, but a stone inscription. The water flows through the font and resembles tadpoles swimming.

This cliff stone is carved with several lines of text, washed by flowing water and natural erosion for many years, the concave folds of the font are full of silt, the strokes are intermittent, and the handwriting is blurred.

Cang's curiosity was aroused: is this cliff a poem or an essay? Is it a famous inkblot or a tourist improvisation? What is the connection with the widow's severance?

The answer lies in the cliff stone carving, as long as the dirt and mud at the concave fold of the font are cleaned one by one, the content of the stone carving will naturally surface.

Cang'er untied the saber at his waist, and used the tip of the knife to remove the dirt on the stone carving little by little, and the handwriting became clear one after another, and Cang'er memorized it word by word. After clearing the mud of the last word, Cang'er was soaked, his whole body stiffened, and he almost collapsed.

The stone carvings have resurfaced, recording a bloody story:

A wife with a good nature who loves her husband deeply. But her husband did something intolerable behind her back, abandoning her family and leaving her son incognito. The wife sowed the seeds of hatred and swore to kill her husband. Finally, one day ten years later, she successfully ambushed her husband in Lover's Gang, and ten years of hatred went deep into the bone marrow, and the wife was a negative man.

Cang Er was dumbfounded: ten years of chasing and killing, and the love was broken.

※ The truth of the widow's road is revealed.

The four words of love and righteousness made Cang'er convinced, and he disagreed with the three words of widow Lu: the wife killed her husband and naturally became a widow, but there was no guarantee that she would never remarry.

The cliff carvings are very informative, and the text mentions another place name: Lover's Hill.

Cang'er felt that the widow's road was getting more and more interesting.

The lower right side of the stone carving is just within reach, there is a faint shallow arrow pointing forward, and there are words next to the arrow, although it is weathered, but the mud and sand are scraped off, and it is not difficult to read three words along with the gesture: Lover's Gang.

Loveroka was originally above the widow's road, but Cang'er didn't see Lover's sign all the way down.

Cang'er noticed that there was a row of bent thorns at the foot of the rock, which seemed to have been bent by someone, and Cang'er first thought of Qingyin.

Qingyin said that because the trekking pole poked into the air, she climbed down the valley, and Cang'er suspected that she also found the cliff carvings, and also climbed the rock wall, and accidentally fell off the rock wall.

Qingyin's credibility of voluntary ordination has been greatly reduced.

※The widow's road consumes a lot of time, so Cang'er tidied up and hurried away.

Many sections of the Taoduling Ancient Road are adjacent to the Grand Canyon, and if you are not careful, you will fall into the abyss. Walking out of the ancient road, the sky suddenly changed, the dark clouds were thick, and the spring thunder was rolling.

Cang'er found the Gancuicui small supermarket in Lingkou from memory, and he deposited his bicycle in this small supermarket before entering the mountain.

As soon as I entered the supermarket store, thunder exploded, heavy rain poured down, and lightning pierced the sky, illuminating the earth as if it were day.

The sky was like a sieve pierced into thousands of holes, and the water of the nine heavens poured down from the holes, and the road was quickly submerged. The dense pillars of rain are intertwined into a large net, and the raindrops of white flowers are scurrying and jumping under this big net, like a fish in a net struggling in a fishing net.

"Thank goodness! You're finally back. The supermarket proprietress was sincerely happy to see Cang'er, "I'm really worried about you, the road is slippery after the rain, and the canyon is difficult to walk." ”

The proprietress was right, Cang'er witnessed the danger of the Grand Canyon of Longmu Mountain.

The proprietress Gan Cuicui is nearly forty years old, and the charm is the same.

Waiting for the rain to stop, Gan Cuicui brewed a cup of fragrant tea for Cang'er.

Cang Er took a sip and praised it: "Good tea." ”

Gan Cuicui was proud: "Longmu Mountain Cloud Tea, three years of undefeated golden buds." ”

Cang'er saw that the proprietress was so enthusiastic, so he chatted with her about the pai rock of the Taoduling Ancient Road.

Gan Cuicui's eyes widened: "Ah! It was a widow's road. Gan Cuicui told the truth, "From ancient times to the present, the men in the town have rarely set foot in it. ”

Cang'er was surprised: "Is it the reason why the road is difficult to walk?" ”

Gan Cuicui shook her head: "No, it's because of a horse gang." ”

The second monk of Cang'er was puzzled: "Horse gang? ”

"That's right! It's a long story," Gan Cuicui opened the conversation box and told a dusty past.

※In the old days, the Taoduling Ancient Road was like a twisted belt connecting the main roads of villages and towns around Longmu Mountain, and the ancient road was built back to the Tang Dynasty or earlier 1,300 years ago.

At that time, the Taoduling Ancient Road was full of horse gangs, mule teams, porters, and traders; Bells, shouts, horse barks, and mountain songs come and go; Illicit salt, tea, cloth, and medicinal herbs come and go.

At the turn of spring and summer, the Taoduling Ancient Road ushered in a strange horse gang, which was claimed to be from Mobei The horse gang escorted neither private salt nor precious medicinal materials, but a batch of neon clothes and feathers, the new clothes of the women in the shape of the flowers. After this batch of new clothes was escorted to Taoduling Ancient Town, the Mahans found a conspicuous position in the old street and sold the new clothes unbelievably.

The texture of the neon feather jacket is exquisite, the workmanship is excellent, and the style is even more novel, so it stands to reason that it can be sold at a better price when you go to the metropolis or the capital. For some reason, the owner of the clothes was reluctant to seek the near and far, and entrusted the horse to help the laborers mobilize the crowd and transport them all the way to the remote Taoduling Ancient Town Old Street to sell them.

Bids for clothes are low, so low that they almost give away.

The Mahan are basking in the sun, they love to buy or not, and they look lazy.