Outside Jiangning City, at the foot of Qixia Mountain.

The cold wind of early winter that blew slightly carried away the lush greenery all over the mountains, leaving a piece of withered yellow. The wind blows through the mountains, and the fallen leaves fly. On the mountain road leading to Qixia Temple, the leaves on both sides fall with the last trace of green. When I looked up, I saw a narrow mountain road, stretching straight up. Fallen leaves on the side of the road paved the entire mountain road.

Walking on it, the soft, rustling sound makes people feel intoxicated.

At this time, it was still early, and the sun had just woken up in the eastern sky. On the horizon, half of the head hidden in the clouds shot out the golden light of ten thousand ways. Jiang Ning, who was mostly left in the night, was clothed with a layer of golden morning glow.

Because it was early winter, and it was still early. Temperatures are still somewhat low. The fallen leaves on the mountain road and the dead grass on the side of the road are covered with a layer of fluffy hoarfrost.

The tourists on the mountain road are weaving, walking towards the mountain in groups of three or five, they are haggling, while smiling and talking about today's chrysanthemum appreciation meeting, while looking at the handsome little daughters-in-law who walked by.

looked at the scholars who were whistling and had flirtatious expressions, standing on the side of the road, staring at every handsome woman coming and going in a daze.

amused the women who passed by, and they secretly scolded these Sven scum. It's too immoral. Occasionally, a woman called Ruhua, graceful and graceful, twisted her willow waist in front of them, turned her head, showed her mouth full of yellow teeth, and smiled sweetly at them. But when I saw these students, their faces suddenly turned green. Holding on to the trunk of the tree, Wow Wow vomited.

Along the way, such scenery is constantly staged. Lu Heng and Liu Qingqing walked slowly on the mountain road, following behind the girl who had been killed by thousands of people in front of them, and let her shelter from the wind and rain.

Beside her, Liu Qingqing was wearing a blue dress that was still the same floral, like a beautiful elf between heaven and earth. The edelweiss shawl on the shoulder, in the twilight of the early morning, sets off the woman's grace and beauty flawlessly. Walking on this leafy mountain road attracts the attention of passers-by.

Along the way, Liu Qingqing's body did not show any discomfort as Lu Heng was worried about. At this time, she was like a butterfly wearing flowers, walking lightly, stepping on the soft fallen leaves on the ground, and walking on this mountain road.

After three days of conditioning, Liu Qingqing's body is rapidly improving.

I remembered my previous life, when I saw this drug at that scientific research institution. The scientist of Chinese descent spoke confidently about the effects of the Paradise No. 1 drug. He said that as long as there was still a breath, Heaven One would be able to pull him back from the edge of heaven.

Now, looking at Liu Qingqing, who had improved a lot beside him, Lu Heng's heart finally relaxed.

Oh, it turns out that the scientist who was sprayed with dog blood by the Pentagon's military personnel didn't lie!

When she first went up the mountain, Lu Heng was still worried that she was not in good health, so she stretched out her hand very sincerely, looked at Liu Qingqing with a smile, and wanted to take the other party's little hand and go up the mountain together. However, the other party just glared at him viciously, and then took a light step, raised his little feet, and stepped up the steps.

Along the way, although pedestrians stopped to look sideways. However, there are still the majority of humble gentlemen. Occasionally, someone will say something like a flower. However, no one is as unscrupulous as those students who stand on the side of the road and look at beautiful women.

Fortunately, like a flower girl, she killed all sides in front. Lu Heng and the two of them, who were behind all the way, could be regarded as passing the pass safely, but the good times did not last long. After walking for a while, the beautiful woman in front of her suddenly stopped, stared at Lu Heng fiercely, licked the fingers that had just seeped out of her nostrils, and asked Lu Heng with a tiger face: "Little white face, do you want to take advantage of me!" ”

Lv Heng: "......"

finally explained to this flower-like girl that she had no intention of picking flowers. But seeing this girl like a flower, she glanced at Lu Heng with disdain, and snorted: "No vision!" ”

Then, the woman with a waist circumference of eight feet continued to twist the bucket waist and walked gracefully on the mountain road with fallen leaves.

Call...... Seeing that the girl finally left, Lu Heng finally breathed a sigh of relief and secretly wiped the beads of sweat from his forehead.

His expression was extremely relaxed, as if he had proved his innocence. Raising his head and looking at the graceful figure of the flower girl in front of him, thinking of the other party turning his head, Lu Heng still had palpitations.

turned his head, but found that Liu Qingqing, who was walking beside him, was lowering his head, pursing his lips and snickering.

"What are you laughing at?" Lu Heng rubbed his forehead a little embarrassedly, and asked the woman with a wry smile.

Liu Qingqing turned her face, she was smiling, but she forced a very serious look to look at Lu Heng and said, "It's nothing!" ”

After saying that, the woman glanced at Lu Heng with a smile, and the lotus step moved lightly, walking upward.

Behind, Lu Heng looked at the light shadow in front of him, shook his head and smiled, and followed with steps.

Qixia Temple is an ancient temple of the Southern Dynasty, located on Qixia Mountain outside Jiangning City, and is a famous ancient temple today. Historically, Qixia Temple has been destroyed in war many times. But successive imperial capitals, spending money, rebuilt. Moreover, every time the successive emperors went to the south of the Yangtze River, they would come here to have a visit, and if they were interested, they would also mention some poems. For example, the last emperor of the Tang Dynasty, Gaozong Li Zhi.

Therefore, to a certain extent, Qixia Temple can be called the royal temple in the south of the Yangtze River. Over the years, countless literati and writers have visited here, and there are always good sentences left, and this place has also become the focus of attention in the literary world. Moreover, Qixia Temple is the holy place of the Three Treatises of Buddhism, and in the hearts of the believers of the Three Treatises of Buddhism in the world, the status is unparalleled in the world, so the incense is extremely prosperous.

Moreover, in Qixia Temple, there is the largest autumn chrysanthemum garden in Jiangning. Therefore, every late autumn and early winter, it is a lively scene full of tourists.

When I entered the mountain gate, I smelled the fragrance of flowers in the air. The strong fragrance of flowers makes the passers-by who come to the temple want to be intoxicated.

And those scholars and talents, regardless of the oncoming cold wind, gently shook the folding fan, shook their heads and chanted a poem. attracted many people, who applauded one after another.

Those talented people who pretended to pose were excited and their faces were the color of pig liver, holding back a smile, arching their hands to the onlookers, and hugging their fists and being modest.

After Liu Qingqing saw this scene, she smiled faintly, turned her head, looked at Lu Heng with interest in her eyes, and whispered to him: "Uncle, do you want to have a song?" ”

"Me!" Lu Heng pointed at himself with a smile, looking at Liu Qingqing with doubts in his eyes, seeing Liu Qingqing looking at himself with interest in his beautiful eyes, Lu Heng shook his head and smiled. Turning his head, he glanced at the talented people who were shaking their heads on the side, shook his head and said, "Forget it, if I recite poetry, what will they do!" ”

Liu Qingqing was stunned for a moment, but when she saw Lu Heng's serious appearance, she had a funny look in her beautiful eyes, glanced at Lu Heng, and pouted: "Bragging!" ”

Uh, agitation?

Lu Heng saw the woman's back turned away, ignoring her appearance, and said with a smile in her heart.

"But!" Lu Heng deliberately lengthened his voice, and after he spoke, he suddenly stopped. He looked at Liu Qingqing, who was more delicate than the chrysanthemums in the garden, and smiled silently.

"But what? You, you! Liu Qingqing raised her head and said half a sentence, but when she saw her uncle's panicked eyes, she suddenly felt confused, lowered her head, blushed and said angrily: "You are not allowed to talk nonsense!" ”

"But, heh, there's really one!" Lu Heng still didn't withdraw his gaze, but looked at the pink color that appeared on the pretty face of the woman with her head down, and said with a smile.

"I, I don't listen!" Liu Qingqing's heart was in a mess, and she blocked her ears as if she was angry, and she was about to lift her feet and leave.

I was about to leave with my feet up, but I couldn't hear the voice beside me. I secretly glanced back, but saw that my uncle was still standing in place, looking at him with a smile in his eyes.

He, he didn't even react!

Liu Qingqing felt a trace of sourness inexplicably rise in her heart, and inadvertently, her eyes were a little hazy. She lowered her head and forced a smile.

It's just helpless, no matter how much I control it, the annoying tears still stay.

She turned away, trying not to let her uncle behind her see her tears, and raised her hand to gently wipe the tears from her cheeks.

It's just that in that short moment, a warm palm forcefully grabbed her somewhat cool little hand. She was shocked, and suddenly she was in a mess.

The delicate body suddenly became a little stiff. Liu Qingqing's breathing became a little flustered. She looked up and saw her uncle standing in front of her, with a sincere smile on his face and a clear look in his eyes.

"You, you let go of me!" Liu Qingqing was angry and panicked, and secretly broke free, but the other party had great strength, no matter how he got rid of it, he couldn't get rid of it.

"You let go!" Liu Qingqing glanced around and found that some people were already looking here. She was in a hurry, and tears flowed again.

Unexpectedly, the uncle, who was still smiling just now, suddenly turned his head at this time, smiled at those who were looking here, and asked with a shameless smile, "Is it good-looking?" ”

The people who were found immediately coughed, turned their heads, and pretended that they had nothing to do with them. Then, I saw those people, pointing to the temple hall in a nonsense manner, and saying, "Hey, this flower is blooming so beautiful!" Then the others nodded their heads and walked away.

Uh......, that's okay too?

I've heard of referring to a deer as a horse, and this is the first time that a temple is a flower!

Jiangning is really full of talents!

Lu Heng was slightly shocked by the adaptability of those nonsense students. Looking at the students who left without panic, I sighed in my heart.

However, this big week is simple. If it is placed in the future life, maybe a group of people will come up and watch with their eyes in the eyes, instead of hiding from a distance and peeking.

"Let it go!" Liu Qingqing's face was red, and he shook his arm vigorously, and while shaking, in a hurry, he raised his little foot and prepared to kick Lu Heng.

"Oops!" Lu Heng, who was distracted, was unguarded and stepped on by Liu Qingqing. Suddenly screamed in pain. Holding someone's hand, he also let go, and anxiously bent over to rub his sore toes.

"Well deserved!" Seeing Lu Heng's embarrassed appearance, the woman hesitated for a moment, and wanted to come over to see if her uncle was really in pain. However, remembering that his uncle was so evil, he still didn't go over in the end, glared at him angrily, held back a smile, and said with disgust.

Looking at Lu Heng's helpless wry smile, Liu Qingqing pursed her lips and smiled, and turned to leave.

Behind him, Lu Heng, who failed to put on a show, sighed, let go of the soles of his feet, and stood up casually. He looked ahead, the woman who moved lightly, smiled, and said: "The autumn bush is like a pottery house, and it is gradually slanting around the edge of the fence. ”

The mellow poems like wine, with an indifferent and atmospheric artistic conception, unfold in an instant. Liu Qingqing, who was walking in front, inadvertently stopped and stood in place. I saw the woman's slender jade hands, tremblingly raised, and nervously pinched the corners of the skirt. Her shadow with her back to Lu Heng trembled slightly, and her breathing was a little messy.

Behind him, Lu Heng quietly looked at the woman in front of him bathed in the morning light, like a fairy, looking at the other party's dancing blue long skirt, as well as the delicate figure looming under the long skirt, took a deep breath, and said: "It's not that the flower prefers chrysanthemums, this flower is even more flowerless." ”

Is it Aiju, or is it Ai...... Maybe only this situation and this scene can be known in the hearts of the two people bathed in the golden morning glow.

After reading this poem, Lu Heng looked at the woman in front of him a little nervously, the hand hidden in the sleeve, unconsciously, was already drenched in sweat.

It seemed that a long time had passed, until Lu Heng began to feel a chill in his heart. But I saw that the stunning woman in front of me, who was wearing a blue inlaid dress and looked like a fairy, turned around slightly.

In the early morning, in the golden sunlight, the woman's beautiful eyes looked at Lu Heng with sparkling tears. After a long time, she raised her hand, gently wiped the two lines of tears from her face, and smiled.

(To be continued)