"Rustle."

Looking up, there was a drizzle on the country road, and yes, the distant scenery was blurry, with a bit of smoke and rain.

At some point, a light rain fluttered in the sky, and the fine raindrops hit the blades of grass on the side of the road, causing the grass to tremble. The shallow grass is low, passing through it, and the dew stains the boots.

The rain slightly wet the robe and rolled down the white belt. It had only rained, but it stopped for a long time and then it started to rain again.

The intermittent spring rain will always make the pedestrians walking on the road a little faster.

However, there are not many people on the road in the countryside, and there are only two pedestrians on the road at this time.

Gu Nan looked at the sky, the rain should be falling for a while, and thought, untied the hat on his head.

"Click."

The hat was placed on Lingqi's head, making the girl below stunned.

The hat was a little big for her, crooked, but it covered all the rain that fell on her head, and dripped from the eaves.

One hand rests on the hat.

"Don't get cold."

When the words fell, she only felt that the rain on her head was much lighter, and the sound of rain in her ears became sparse.

"Hmm."

Holding the hat, Lingqi lowered her head and answered softly.

I didn't see a gust of air above her head, which kept the rain out.

Gu Nan rubbed her slightly damp hair, looked around, she still vaguely remembered the mountain road nearby, it should be like this.

"Moo."

In the distance of the trail came the sound of a cow mooing.

The wheels rolled, and an old cow pulled a trailer slowly down the road.

The ground was wet and soft, and the ox cart drove by, leaving a messy hoof print and two rutted tracks.

The person driving the cart on the ox cart was wearing a cloth shirt, leaning on the side of the car, drowsy, but the light rain urged people, and he couldn't sleep.

Too lazy Gu Xiaoyu to wet his clothes, the person driving the cart slowly urged the ox cart forward.

Judging by his outfit and appearance, I think it's someone who lives in this neighborhood.

I think I saw a pedestrian walking in the middle of the road.

The man in the ox cart sat up and looked out over the road, where two figures, one large and one small, walked in the middle of the road.

Waving the wooden branch in his hand, the coachman called.

"Hey, the one in front of me gave way."

His cry was heard.

The person in front turned his head.

The coachman was stunned.

In the smoke and rain, a little girl was led, and the white-robed man who turned back was a woman.

And she is very beautiful, and her hair hangs down from her shoulders with droplets of water. There were still drops or two of water slipping down on his fair face.

The coachman dared to say that he had never seen a better-looking woman in his life.

met a beautiful woman passing by in the mountains and forests, and he actually met something in such a story.

The coachman smirked, and was about to step forward and ask if the girl would like to give him a ride.

But suddenly he looked at the ground, the mud was muddy, and there was only a series of footprints.

The footprints are not big, they should be the little girl's.

What about the woman's?

The coachman was stunned.

The mud on a rainy day, no matter what you walk through, it is impossible not to even have a mark, let alone such a big person.

When the driver looked up and looked at the two people on the road, he felt a chill on his back.

The two men didn't look at him, walked to the side of the road, and got out of the way.

And the coachman dared to have any intention of stepping forward, his face was like white paper, his hands trembled and urged the oxen, and he drove the car straight all the way, not even daring to turn his head.

"Master, what's wrong with that person?" Lingqi looked at the coachman who left in a panic and asked Gu Nan.

"I don't know."

Gu Nan raised her brows inexplicably, she was still thinking about whether she could take a ride, but now it seems that she can't do it.

The human affection is weak, shaking his head, Gu Nan looked at the mountain road.

"Qi'er is tired, do you want to rest for a while?"

"No, no."

"Okay, I'll probably walk back for a while, and it's time to arrive."

……

When the coachman returned, he drank a few sips of coarse chaff wine before he gained courage and told the people of the village what he had seen and heard.

A woman with no footprints and a little girl walking through the mountains. This kind of story became more and more mysterious, and finally it was rumored to be a kind of ghost.

People say yes, a girl in the mountains. It's a woman who likes to wear white. In the drizzle, she would wander in the mountains, confusing children who had strayed into the mountains and forests to take them away. As for where they went and what they did, there are different opinions.

The story was told in the nearby villages, so that for a while children were afraid to go out when it rained.

A story is passed down for several generations, and this story is known to a scholar who likes to set tea and hears people talk about supernatural things. Included in a book, the title, chatting about the differences.

Surrounded by the mountains is a ridge, in the field is a straw shed, the grass shed is a person, next to the farm tools, it seems that he has just finished farm work, because of the rain to sit in the shed to rest.

The field of view is wide, and as far as the eye can see, you can only see patches of seedlings, hazy mountains in the distance, and a winding mountain road. There was a few lonely huts standing there.

The light rain made it go a little faster than usual.

Under the grass shed in the field, the boy in the short shirt carried the farm tools and prepared to go back, it was already late, and no one would ever walk that road again.

I don't know if the little sister is still waiting in front of the door, the short-shirted boy walked on the path in the field, at the foot of the mountain in the middle of the field, a person walking on the road in the drizzle, the figure is very small.

On the edge of the field, there is a thatched hut with water dripping from the eaves, and in front of the door sits a girl in a cloth dress, with her chin propped up, looking at the trail of the distant mountains.

The eaves could not cover all the rain, and the wind blew the drizzle in and out of the eaves. Slightly wet the girl's hair and clothes.

"Z." The door behind him opened, and Zhuge Ying turned around.

It was Zhuge Liang who pushed the door out, glanced at her, and stood behind her.

"Brother Zhong?"

Zhuge Ying was stunned for a moment, Brother Zhong was usually either in the room or in the hall, and rarely went out.

There were fine droplets of water on her body and in her hair,

"It's getting late, don't wait."

Zhuge Liang said, put a clean cloth on her head and wiped it.

"Hmm." Zhuge Ying let Zhuge Liang's hand press on her head, and smiled slightly on her somewhat frustrated face.

Brother Zhong rarely cared about her so much.

"I'm hungry too, let's make some dinner."

Zhuge Liang added, which made Zhuge Ying's face droop weakly, it turned out that he was hungry.

She didn't see it.

Zhuge Liang looked at the unmanned mountain path and raised his brows in relief, and finally looked at her with a smile and patted her head.

"Alright, let's go back to the house."

"Hmm."

The two walked back to the house, and Zhuge Liang seemed to be preparing to go back to the hall.

The flowers and trees in the courtyard became more delicate after being stained with drizzle, Zhuge Ying looked at the flowers and trees, stopped, and asked softly.

"Brother Zhong, will Mr. Gu forget about this?"

"Probably." The white-shirted boy replied that he would never make up nice words, and in fact good words could only be disappointed if they could not be realized.

She must have forgotten, right?

Thinking of this, I don't know why, he was also a little disappointed.