Of course, it wasn't just the two people on the top of the mountain who were so beautiful by the rainbow.

Lu Ting stood on a large rock and took a wild picture of the rainbow in the sky in the distance with his mobile phone. He had never encountered such a beautiful sight in his lifetime.

At the foot of the tea mountain, outside the effect, on the corner of the street, on the balcony, in a corner of the city, everyone who can see the rainbow is amazed by the beauty of this beautiful scenery.

For a moment, it seemed as if the world had suddenly come to some kind of beautiful pause.

Time freezes for such a moment.

The old couple stood in the courtyard and looked at the huge rainbow in the air, they didn't say anything for a long time, and the two old men just habitually held each other's hands.

"Xiu'er, we've got a fairy on the mountain!" I don't know how long it took, Old Man Cha said to his wife.

"The gods are here, and we are not afraid that no one will take care of it. The old lady grinned and patted the old man's once thick and now rickety back.

The magnificent rainbow gradually faded and disappeared into the air at a very fast speed, leaving scattered fragments of color piled up on top of the green hills. The sky is like a transparent mirror, shining on the people on the ground.

The crowd dispersed, shocked by the spectacle that had just appeared, and returned to their original paths without saying a word or in silence.

The girl stood stunned, staring at the sky where the rainbow had been lost.

The wind was blowing in gusts, carrying raindrops on the leaves.

She seemed to be thinking about something, and Fusu quietly turned around and walked out of the pavilion silently not to disturb her quiet. If he walks to the girl's side, he will see the tears on the girl's face ...

But he didn't, he left.

In the past two thousand years, many of them have passed in a hurry. Such afternoons are no exception.

On the way, I met Lao Lu, who was climbing up the mountain, and when I saw Fusu, I danced and described the magical celestial phenomena of the right talents. The slightly chubby figure looked extremely funny, and Fusu smiled faintly.

He didn't know if he was laughing at Lao Lu's straightforward cuteness, or if he thought of the girl on the top of the mountain who wanted to see the rainbow.

I came down the mountain and took a break in the courtyard of the Cha family. The distant mountains are reflected in the setting sun, and the sky is gradually sinking.

Fusu, who had no concept of money, listened patiently to Lao Lu chattering about how reasonable the price of Chashan was at this time. He honestly expressed his satisfaction with the environment and tea trees of the entire tea mountain to Mr. and Mrs. Cha.

The smile on the second elder's face became brighter, and the wrinkles piled up more densely.

declined the invitation of the old couple to dinner, and returned to the Peach Blossom Pond as dusk was about to end, and a new moon would hang in the sky again.

Lao Lu is very perceptive, and cleverly arranges the evening meal in a farmhouse with a very local flavor.

The Hui style buildings in southern Anhui are whitewashed walls and tiles in the daytime, and the charm of the ancient charm is good to look at. At night, under the curtain, it sets off a solemn and solemn temperament, which is another flavor.

In such small towns and towns surrounded by mountains and rivers, farmhouses can be found almost everywhere. Fortunately, the old land is familiar, and after a while, he arrived at the destination, stopped the car and led Fusu to go around for a while, through the small village, through the flower path, through the flowing water, to the people's house.

After turning seventeen or eighteen turns, a small village suddenly opened up in front of me.

It is said to be a village, but it is better to say that it is a living area interconnected by several bridges. A three- or four-meter-square archway stands at the entrance of the village - Chajia Village.

"Is this Chaye's village?" asked Fusu.

"It's this place, all surnamed Cha, and they've lived here for generations. Cha Ye's ancestors are here, and it should be the tea mountain where his old man's grandfather's generation started to pan, and he lived there. ”

After Lao Lu replied to the question, he ran to the back kitchen to order good dishes, and seemed to be very familiar with the store.

Although it is dinner, the land of the countryside is not Liaoluo. The farmhouse was originally not large, and there were only seven or eight round tables in and out of the courtyard. Counting the two Fusu, they are basically full.

Although Lao Lu is a small businessman who has been working for many years, his simple nature has not changed much. Perhaps because of this, spending half a day together made Fusu feel very relieved about this middle-aged man.

Leaning comfortably on the bamboo chair, looking at the stream flowing through the courtyard, I thought about how to repair the pit depression somewhere in the tea mountain, whether to plant a few camphor trees...

After thinking about it for a while, as the delicious food was served, Fusu forgot what he had just thought. Pumpkin flower cake, fried dried tea, stewed tofu with stone fungus, the only big dish is the most famous stinky mandarin fish in southern Anhui.

After the tea and dinner were full, Lao Lu shyly put on his already bulging belly, and enthusiastically suggested, "Mr. Xia, do you want to walk around?" This Chajia Village is very old, and there have been many celebrities before. In the old days, there were a lot of big officials, what kind of tanhua, champions, well, outstanding people. See, don't you?"

Fireworks in the world, this is the most contact with people since returning to the world. Lao Lu's mundane taste of living in life and living made Fusu feel an indescribable, strange and familiar taste.

Follow Lao Lu to walk on the old stone bridge road in Chajia Village, it is really a stroll, Lao Lu really can't walk fast. In addition, the path in Chajia Village is not wide, and the road is full of people on one side and a stream flowing on the other.

This ancient natural village has preserved thousands of years of human environment and architecture, perhaps because of business opportunities or livelihoods, this ancient village has now been developed into a special scenic spot that attracts tourists from all over the world every day. Although it is a little too new, its rustic temperament can be regarded as good protection.

Along the way, Lao Lu kept introducing. This bridge is a bamboo bridge, that bridge is a rattan bridge, and now no one is gone, it is to retain a memorial to the predecessors, and it is also a scenery, and the passage has to rely on the stone bridge.

When Lao Lu pointed to a larger ancient house and said the words 'Liang Tuo, Que Ti, Dou Bao, Melon Pillar', Fu Su looked at Lao Lu seriously and thought, sure enough, there is no white ding in the land of books.

"Then you will go to the ancestral hall. Don't look at the ancestral hall now, it's useless, it used to be powerful. When we were young, whoever had a right or wrong, a conflict with someone or something, we all went to the ancestral hall to find the elders of the clan to deal with. ”

Fusu nodded but smiled silently, and continued to walk forward with Lao Lu.

There were still four or five houses left before the ancestral hall, and Fusu felt abnormal. Tilting his ears sideways, he frowned, as if he had heard some strange sound.

Lao Lu walked in front and didn't see Fusu's strange expression at this time, and when he arrived at the door of the ancestral hall, he reminded, "The threshold of the ancestral hall is high, and you can't see clearly when it's dark, you have to raise your legs a little higher." ”

As he spoke, Lao Lu took out his mobile phone from his pocket and was thinking about turning on the flashlight function, when Fusu had already walked into the hall.

There is a huge screen at the entrance to the main entrance of the ancestral hall, which blocks the main hall, so there is no light in the inner room when the lights are on.

In the center of the main hall is a patio, not too big, square.

There is a circle of chairs in the hall, one side in the center of the front and two official hat chairs on both sides of the tea bank, four chairs on the left and right, a total of ten seats. The ancestral hall has now been used as an exhibition area for selling tickets in Chajia Village, and in addition to the introduction of the formation of the village, it also displays images of celebrities from Chajia Village in the past dynasties.

He didn't care about these Fusu, he was just thinking about how to support Lao Lu, because Lao Lu would definitely not want to see the next possible picture.

Just as he was wracking his brain for an excuse, a figure flashed in the back room.

"Who?" the voice was muffled and slurred.

The figure walked to the right wall in front of the hall, and only heard a 'pop', and the light came on. She looked at him, he looked at her.

Lao Lu looked at the two of them.

"Huh, it's you. The person who spoke, with a little foam hanging from the corners of his mouth, had a toothbrush in his hand.

"You?" said almost at the same time, and Fusu was also slightly surprised.

It's her!Rainbow Girl!Why is she here?

"You guys, do you know?" Lao Lu was even more dazed.

"Uncle Lu, hey, you, are you coming together?" Obviously, the girl knew Lao Lu.

"I thought you weren't there. While speaking, Lao Lu had already walked among the two, "This is a guest from Zhejiang." Do you know each other?" Lao Lu looked blank and couldn't find the north.

"Oh, no, I met on the top of the tea mountain in the afternoon... Hello!" the girl nodded politely to Fusu.

"Hello. Fusu returned the salute politely.

"That, Uncle Lu, you sit down for a while or take a look around first, I'll go back to the house for a while. The girl glanced at the toothbrush in her hand and wiped the foam from the corner of her mouth with the back of her hand.

"Okay, you go, we'll go later. Lao Lu said.

The girl turned back to the direction she came, and her room was in the guard house to the right of the front hall, similar to the room where the gatekeeper rested and lived in ancient times.

Fusu waited for the girl to walk back into the house, and walked along the passage behind the left wall of the front hall to the backyard, and Lao Lu followed his footsteps.

Forgive me.

Fusu silently apologized to Lao Lu in his heart, and continued to walk towards the backyard.

But Lao Lu was frozen in place at this time, without any movement! I saw that the footstep he had just lifted was hanging in mid-air, and his chubby figure did not shake at all, as steady as if a flowing column of water had been suddenly frozen...

The backyard is much larger than the vestibule, and there is a circle of empty wings around the large open-air patio in the middle. In the corner of the courtyard near the wing house on the left, there is a clump of bamboo, which is lush and straight.

"Come out. Fusu's voice rang out, lingering in the patio.

A woman's figure slowly emerged from the darkness of the bamboo.

It was a woman in her twenties, dressed in aqua-blue coarse cloth pants. The long hair was braided into a braid, tied back at the back of the head, and dragged down to the waist. The woman was babbling about to say something, but seemed terrified. Nervously clutching the hem of his clothes, he didn't dare to look at anyone.

"Tell me, what are you doing here?" Fusu only felt that the aura seemed familiar, but there was no trace of impression.

In order to see it really, the street lamps in the backyard and the lights in the wing room were instantly lit up.

When it arrived, the lights were bright. The woman was even more nervous by the light, and leaned back against the pillar in fear, trying to cover it up.

There is no shadow on the ground.

There is a ghost in Chajia Village, and it is still a ghost for so many years.

Wandering in the world for so long, the soul is easy to dry up. What is the reason why this woman refuses to leave for a long time. can escape the shadow and still exist for so many years, but it is such a weak ordinary ghost?!!

Fusu was a little curious.

"Say it. I'm not a yin. I just want to know, who are you, why are you here?" This is just a soul that does not want to leave the world and turn into reincarnation, as long as she has no bad intentions, Fusu will not interfere at all.

The woman, or the ghost, looked up at him.

With a single glance, the ghost's eyes widened, and the ghost's virtual figure shook and fell to the ground silently.

"It's... It's you, it's you, benefactor..."The woman's ghost's voice trembled inexplicably, and there seemed to be a hint of joy in it.

"Benefactor, are you ???" Fusu did feel that the ghost aura was familiar, but he confirmed that it was not his family or friend when he was alive.

"Benefactor. Thank you!"

"I don't know who you are, but I've been grateful to you for all these years. The ghost kneeling on the ground had tears streaming down his face.

Fusu looked at her in surprise, his eyes full of doubt, he didn't remember knowing this woman.

The ghost sobbed and whispered, "You are the benefactor of our mother... Do you remember twenty years ago?".

Twenty years ago...

Fusu remembered the late night when he met Meng Yi...