Xiushui Mountain is not high, the trees on the mountain are verdant, the forest ravines are beautiful, the murmuring sound of water echoes in the mountain stream, a waterfall flows down from the mountain, forming a small lake, the lake surface has a faint mist, it seems that the lake water is quiet and turquoise, like an emerald, inlaid in the mountain col, because it is located at the foot of Xiushui Mountain, this lake is called "Xiushui Lake" by the locals.

Meng Changxing stood on the big stone by the lake. The twelve or thirteen-year-old girl, like a small lotus that has just emerged, is beautiful and straight, the shallow morning light of dawn sprinkles on her, and she is immersed in a hazy light and shadow, this scene seems to be a mirage refracted in general, ethereal like a fairy.

Meng Changxing stared at the calm lake under his feet, biting his lip tightly, his sideburns frowning slightly, and then stretched out for a moment, as if he had made some decision, Changxing moved to take off the cumbersome outer skirt on his body, leaving only the close-fitting middle coat. The slightly thin figure is already the beginning of the style, although it is young and immature, it is also very graceful, revealing a different kind of seductive style. Her eyes were firm, she took a deep breath, and jumped, the lake water was like broken glass, splashing with a burst of fine crystal water. The water splashes on the surface of the lake for a moment, then transforms into ripples and gradually returns to calm.

When the sun is rising, the sun shines obliquely through the trees, and the water surface is sparkling.

Since the appearance of this Xiushui Lake, it has been a little different, different from those ordinary waters, it has always been covered by a faint layer of aura.

Since ancient times, there have been many legends about this Xiushui Lake:

The scholar who got lost in the mountains accidentally fell into the water, not only did he not die, but when he woke up, he found that he was outside the mountain......

The mountain people who were hunting late at night accidentally saw that there were immortals feasting in the lake......

Passers-by once saw lightning and thunder in the lake, and the lake water was turbulent and churning, but in a moment it was as calm as a mirror......

Once upon a time, these legends made Xiushui Lake famous, and the monks who came to explore the secrets were densely packed like crucian carp crossing the river, but these monks either found nothing and returned with nothing, or they disappeared and were never heard from again. Over time, the craze for exploring the secrets of nothing gradually subsided, and the Xiushui Lake area returned to the calm of the past.

On the path by the lake, there was the sound of tapping and stomping, accompanied by the sound of old and young talking.

The older woman's accent should be that of an old woman, and her voice was hurried and slightly hoarse and low: "You are so bold! You actually let the young lady come to me!"

"Grandma, Grandma, don't worry! Miss just went to the lake to cultivate, and it will be fine!" a crisp girl's voice.

The footsteps suddenly stopped, "Bang!" It seemed that the old woman slapped the girl, and then the girl's low cry of pain came: "Grandma! Why do you beat people?"

"It's going to beat you with a long brain!" The old woman's voice was eager, and she gasped and said, "What kind of cultivation do you cultivate! Don't you know that Miss started at the age of eight and has been cultivating for five years, and she is still a mortal who can't draw qi into her body? What is the difference between her and us? She dared to watch her run towards Xiushui Lake? Where is Xiushui Lake?

In the middle of the night, the little girl muttered with obvious dissatisfaction: "Grandma! You hit me in the back! Where is the brain? Can you grow a brain by hitting the back?"

As the little girl's voice landed, she felt that the old woman's breathing stagnated for a moment, and she seemed to have given up preaching, but her steps were much faster, but after a while, they saw the end of the forest, and the two turned a clump of trees and walked quickly onto the path by the lake.

At first, it was an old woman of about fifty or sixty years old, with gray hair and a nervous expression, and she was followed by a girl dressed as an eleven or twelve year old, who was dressed as a maid, with one hand on her shoulder, rubbing her back, and reaching over to support the old woman with the other: "Grandma, Grandma, why don't you speak?"

Grandma ignored her, gasping for breath, while looking around with her eyes, the little maid muttered: "You want to talk to people, and now you suddenly stop talking......"

"Go, let's go over there!" Grandma tried to catch her breath, looked around, and suddenly raised her arm and pointed to a big rock, and commanded in a trembling voice.

"Oh!" the little finch put down his arms in confusion, and ran to the boulder with his hands and feet.

"No, Miss is not here!" replied to the little finch as she probed, and then, seeing her pause, she shouted again, "Yes! Miss must be here!"

Grandma was confused when she heard this, and she didn't know if she was there, so she had to lift her skirt and walk behind the boulder, her eyes were empty, and Grandma scolded angrily: "You are a dead girl!

Xiaoque looked at Grandma innocently, bent down to pick up the dress stacked on the back of the big stone, tilted her head and said, "Oh! This is Miss's clothes! The clothes are here, Miss must be there!"

Grandma looked at the blue dress and white dress in Xiaoque's hand, and the blood all over her body "boomed", rushing into her brain, and in an instant, she quickly retreated, and Grandma fell softly, and sat on the ground with an "ordinary" butt.

"Grandma!" the little finch hurriedly stepped forward to help her.

Grandma seemed to have lost her soul, her face was pale, her eyes were dull, and for a moment, as if she remembered something, she stretched out her hand and grabbed Xiaoque's arm, stared at her tightly, and asked, "What did Miss tell you?"

Xiaoque seemed to be frightened by Grandma's expression, and a nervous look appeared on her face, and said, "Miss was reading a book that day, and when she saw half of it, she suddenly said that if this is the case, then I will go to Xiushui Lake to cultivate, and maybe I will be able to draw qi into my body!"

"And then!" Grandma refused.

"And ?......," the little bird recalled, as she propped her chin on her hand and put her head down in contemplation, and was silent for a while.

Grandma hurriedly urged: "Then what?

Xiao Que was inexplicable, and continued to put on a look of bowing her head and contemplation, and motioned to Grandma to look at her movements, and said, "Then, there is no then, Miss is sitting there like this!"

Grandma then understood, she couldn't help but feel a little angry, just raised her hand, and put it down dejectedly, Xiaoque was already mentally unsound, what did she care?

Seeing that Grandma ignored herself, Xiaoque returned to her ignorant appearance, and said: "This morning, I haven't gotten up yet, Miss got up and went out, I was in a daze and heard Miss say that she went to Xiushuitan to practice, let me wake up, so I came to find her, who knew that as soon as I told Grandma, you pulled me here in a hurry." ”

Grandma didn't hear the words behind the little finch, she only looked at the lake with a pale face, her lips trembled and she couldn't speak, Miss must be in the lake, but we've been here for a while, why don't you see Miss come up, isn't it that it's too long, hold back......

Grandma quickly ran along the stone path to the lake, because of nervousness, Grandma was mixed under her feet, and fell to the lake, Xiaoque was startled, and hurriedly caught up to support her, and said eagerly: "Grandma, what's wrong, what's wrong?"

Grandma's lips trembled uncontrollably, she couldn't use any strength, she lay on the edge of the lake, tears silently flowed down her face full of ravines, and smashed into Xiushui Lake drop by drop.

Xiaoque couldn't get Grandma's answer, so she turned around at a loss, and even cried with Grandma.

An old man and a young man were sad to themselves, but the calm lake surface fluctuated from the inside, and the sudden movement startled the two people by the lake.