"Brother Ji, what kind of poem are you reading" Ah Tu looked at the high-spirited Jige and said vaguely. Baidu search literature network, more good free reading.

"This one, it's limerick." Gig squinted, as if immersed in the landscape.

Ji Ge Tu sang wantonly in front of him, showing off his literary talents.

"Ji Shaoxia is so literate." Zhao Dezhi praised loudly.

"Awards, awards." Gig turned around and hugged his hands.

After walking for a while, Fang Qinghan behind him was impatient, and made a color towards Zhao Dezhi.

Zhao Dezhi drooped his head, drove the horse a few steps to follow, and said to Atu: "We are going to solve the problem of rising streams, you brought it down all the way, and I didn't see the water surging at all, it has been more than an hour, and we are here to enjoy the mountains and waters."

"It's not." Zhao Dezhi is the commander, and there is an arrogant official authority hidden under this questioning, and Ah Tu suddenly lowered his head in fright, unable to speak.

Ji Ge glared at Zhao Dezhi, and when his eyes glanced behind him, Zhao Dezhi looked embarrassed. Jige didn't understand what it meant, and immediately raised a few voices and said, "Everyone look at the surrounding mountains and compare them with the ones in front, do you find anything?"

"You mean, it's getting closer and closer," Fang Qinghan, who had been silent all the way, said.

"Miss, what have you discovered?" Zhao Dezhi said happily.

Jige shook his head and said secretly, do you kid have any discipline, are you so good at slapping

"On the top of the mountain, the foliage and growth are getting denser and denser, and there are not so many towering trees on the way here." Fang Qinghan pointed to the deep mountain road ahead.

"Miss Fang is really smart." Gig spoke appreciatively.

It is as dark as ink and looks like a castle from afar.

The midday sun is surprisingly large, but here, it is opaque and a little cold.

When they came to the foot of the mountain, they tied the ropes, and then got up and walked inside.

In front of me is a dense locust forest, a tree is more than ten zhang high, covering the sky and the sun, damp and cold, under the big tree, but there are many bamboos growing closely.

There is a purple bamboo forest growing in the locust forest, and a few people feel cold all around them as soon as they enter here, alarming the birds in the forest to flutter their wings, plus the desolate people, the atmosphere is weird, and it can be said that it is not scary.

At the bottom of the big bamboo peak, there was such a terrifying scene.

Jige lit a torch and handed it to Fang Qinghan, and then asked Atu in a loud voice: "Are you sure it's here?"

Ah Tu nodded hurriedly and said, "It's here, we came here with the village chief a few days ago, and that's it, but we didn't dare to go in." ”

"How do you want to get it, and if you want to go in with me?" Gig quipped.

"I said Shaoxia, don't make fun of me, it's very dangerous here, let's pick you up outside." Zhao Dezhi looked frightened, stretched his neck to look inside, and immediately pulled his little bucktooth and said: "In peace, let's not separate, you will stay here with me." ”

"Okay then, I'll go check first, you guys are on the periphery, don't act rashly."

Gig chuckled, took the torch, and groped his way down the path.

"I'll go with you." Fang Qinghan hesitated for a moment and spoke.

"You're a young lady, if there's anything wrong, I don't want this head" Jige was moved in his heart, turned to her and smiled. Baidu search literature network, more good free reading.

"Yes, Miss, you can just play with this matter, don't risk yourself, if you are a little careless, your subordinates can't afford it" Zhao Dezhi saw that her expression was relaxed and determined, and suddenly became a bitter gourd face, and pleaded.

"Don't forget, I'm a chivalrous woman, the kind of woman who doesn't let her eyebrows go."

The firelight reflected Fang Qinghan's shaking sword, her jade hand shook lightly, with a shallow smile on her face, and her eyebrows were slightly furrowed, as if she was dissatisfied with everyone's evaluation of her.

"It's done, and the credit is yours."

Gig shook his head, no longer stopping, threw her a simple gas mask, and took the torch and walked inside.

The purple bamboo forest is filled with cold air, and white smoke spreads.

Ji Ge took the Shocking Sword at the moment, put on a gas mask, raised the torch and looked at Fang Qinghan behind him, and couldn't help but laugh dumbly.

Under the light of the fire, Fang Qinghan was dressed appropriately, holding the greenstone sword in his left hand, covering his mouth and nose with his right hand, the whole looked like a lady, but when he walked, he was a cat, his eyes looked around, he could really be regarded as a thief.

"Wear a mask and keep up." Gig turned around and laughed.

Fang Qinghan nodded dumbfoundedly, and followed after a few steps.

The bamboo forest is very large, as if it is boundless, covered by dense fog, the line of sight is only between one zhang, and the wisps of white smoke are sprayed up from the bottom of the big locust tree.

Jige counted down the hairs on his body, and he shivered, but Fang Qinghan, who was following him closely, was startled.

Gig smiled apologetically at her, waving a torch in his left hand to dispel the fog as he carved into a prominent tree.

"What are you doing" Fang Qinghan looked at the messy scratches on the big tree and wondered.

"This is the mark of the making, the direction in which we came." Jige replied that there was a lot of fog here, and if you didn't make some marks, you would be dizzy after walking a hundred steps.

"So where are we going, it looks like it's all around here." Fang Qinghan sighed, looking at the miserable and secluded woods around him, his body unconsciously tightened a lot.

"I'm going to the bottom of Dazhu Peak." Jige raised the torch, leaned closer, and continued: "It's just that the bottom of the big bamboo peak we are looking for seems to be different from the previous one. ”

"If it's cold, I'll give you this torch too, and you follow closely behind, talking as you go." Gig handed over the torch and began to draw his sword.

The sword is made of thousands of years of warm jade, and it is born with spirituality, which is warm when it is cold and bright when it is dark.

Fang Qinghan put away his sword, looked at the torch he handed over in surprise, his heart was slightly moved, and he wanted to excuse himself, but suddenly a brilliant red light emitted from behind him, even overshadowing the torch's fire.

The sword was full of warmth, Fang Qinghan was ashamed and angry, and Wu Zi got a little closer, but fortunately, it was covered by darkness and not too embarrassed.

"I'm afraid it's not here at the bottom of this big bamboo peak." Giger crouched down, surveyed the terrain, and then said, "I have walked a little half a mile, and I have made many markings, but I always feel that we are going down. ”

Looking at Fang Qinghan, who only showed a pair of puzzled big eyes, Jige endured it.

"Then you try, lean sideways and raise one foot, and you'll know what I'm talking about." Gig was giving her a demonstration.

"This is the terrain down there." Fang Qinghan leaned forward, suddenly realized, and said in surprise.

Jige passed through several bamboo leaf forests in a row, bypassing the locust tree pile, and the scenery in front of him was exactly the same.

"Now there's good news and bad news, which one do you want to hear first" Gig pursed his mouth and smiled wryly.

"Good news." Fang Qinghan's joy did not decrease, and he spoke.

"The good news is that if we go all the way down, we will definitely find the bottom of Dazhu Peak." Giger replied.

"What about the bad news," Fang Qinghan said curiously.

"The bad news is, we seem to have a ghost hitting the wall, going back and forth in circles, you see here, and here." Jige pointed to the three old locust trees next to each other, and the three words "doing things" were engraved on the trees, which were the marks he had made not long ago.

"I've heard my father say that ghosts hitting the wall is a place where heroic spirits gather, is this place" Fang Qinghan's face was nervous, and his white and tender little hands made a gesture to wipe his neck.

"I don't know if it's this, do you want to find your way first." As soon as he saw her face and movements, Jige immediately became angry and funny, he really lost his temper with this eldest lady, the atmosphere here was already weird, and if he said something like this, he was afraid that he was really going to do something.

"Yes." Fang Qinghan smiled shyly, obviously also finding it out of place.

"When you get out, you tell me these things again, and I may listen to them."

Ji Ge closed his eyes, probed the road with his sword, and slowly walked forward, while whispering: "You close your eyes, pull the corner of my clothes, and carefully feel the terrain under your feet, now you are going down, if you feel the upward terrain, stop." ”

I don't know how to break Jige by hitting the wall, but it's not that difficult to get out.

When entering the mountain, it is going up, but only into this purple bamboo forest, the footsteps begin to feel the force downward, the purple bamboo forest is covered by dense fog, the environment is the same, even if you go straight forward in one direction, but you still don't know where to turn the direction, resulting in wandering in a small area, if the average person will naturally be cranky, mental panic, causing yourself to frighten, and finally the spirit breaks.

Fang Qinghan closed his eyes, gently tugged at the corner of Jige's clothes, and began to feel it carefully.

There was his even and smooth breathing in his ears, his back was straight, his steps were very slow, and he was very gentle, he didn't seem to be afraid at all in this atmosphere, his clothes were cotton and linen, and he felt a little rough, what kind of person was he, simple and plain, and his family background looked ordinary, but how could he run to Zhuye Village, take the initiative to control the floods for the villagers, and come to such a terrifying place, gloomy and cold, this person is really strange.

"Ouch" Fang Qinghan hurriedly covered his head, opened his eyes in pain, stared at the ill-intentioned Jige in front of him, and scolded: "Why are you like a wood." ”

"I said Miss Fang, is it good for you to change your temper." Jige clasped his hands and stared straight at her and said, "I'm going to concentrate on walking in front, you're old, you're good old, one moment pinching the fabric of my clothes, the other time the shortness of breath disturbs my thoughts, what the hell are you trying to do?"

"I, I didn't."

Looking at Jige's exaggerated breathing, Fang Qinghan panicked in his heart and forced himself to justify.

"If you don't," said Gigger, she said, "so be it, you take the torch and follow me, so that you don't have to think of me." ”

"Miss Ben is too lazy to pay attention to you, and is willing to come into this ghost place with you, you can be content" Fang Qinghan turned away and argued.

"Alright, I'm leaving, if you're scared, just say something" Gig closed his eyes again, scrutinizing the terrain.

Fang Qinghan held the torch and surprisingly did not argue.

The vast locust forest is sandwiched with countless purple bamboos, growing at haphazard intervals, and the ground is covered with thick bamboo leaves, but there are no aging branches or broken bamboo, and it looks as if someone has taken care of it.

Thinking of this, Jige couldn't help but be a little funny, this place was deserted, there was no sunlight for many years, but I was afraid that the trees were all fine, fortunately, there was no danger for so long, Jige put his mind at ease and strode forward.

I don't know how long I walked, Ji Geyu opened his eyes, his toes crushing the fallen leaves on the ground, and his expression was happy.

"What did you find?" asked Fang Qinghan with wide eyes.

"It turned out that this method of spreading fallen leaves was used to confuse us." The corners of Gig's mouth curled, and he crouched down to pick up the fallen leaves, revealing the pitch-black dirt.

"The whole forest is covered with heavy fallen leaves, and the sound of stepping on the shoes arouses infinite reverie, and the faint-hearted fall into fear and cannot extricate themselves. The layout of the surrounding smoke makes people hallucinate, suspicious, and suspicious, seemingly dangerous, but in fact it is aimed at attacking the heart, all of which is the intentional move of the owner of this misty forest. Gig smiled at her, signaling not to be nervous, and then explained, "If we don't happen to step here, I'm afraid we'll have to go around dozens of laps again." ”

"Here, is there any difference" Fang Qinghan smiled when he heard this, squatted down and stretched out his little hand to turn over the dirt.

"Although there are fallen leaves in the front place, they are not as soft as they are when you step on them." Jige turned over the fallen leaves on a road one after another, and said with a smile: "Look at this direction, the road is full of black soil, which confirms my guess, here, there must be people living in seclusion, and it is definitely not simple." ”

"The dirt around is hard, but this one trail isn't." Fang Qinghan ran several places excitedly, looked around, and said with a gloomy expression: "But this is a straight road." ”

The straight road represents two directions, one can go in and the other can go out, and in any case, there is finally a way out.

"Look at your decadent appearance, you want to go in like this for a while," Giger chuckled softly.

"That's nature, the reclusive person here must be a master of the world, my father is now looking for talent, if I can invite him out, it will definitely make my father impress me." Fang Qinghan said with a look of reverie.

"Then have you ever thought about the person who deliberately created this dark bamboo forest, what is his original intention and does not say that he is happy or unwelcoming, you take care of yourself, if he is murderous, how should you deal with yourself" Ji Ge stretched out his hand and shook it in front of her eyes, and then said: "In my opinion, for the sake of safety, it is better to go out and join Zhao Dezhi and the others first, and find another way to enter the Great Bamboo Peak." ”

"I don't believe it, who said that the people who live here must be bad people, and those loyal ministers who are in power and in the opposition may not all be the same." Fang Qinghan was interested, holding his green jade fingers, and said unrelentingly: "Since ancient times, the famous saying is reasonable, out of the mud but not stained, clear ripples but not demons, I think, the description is such a hermit." ”

"Yes, you're right." Jige almost knelt down, what kind of logic is this, no matter how hungry your father is, he doesn't need you to be a daughter and rush to death

Although there is no shortage of people with lofty ideals who come out of the mud and are not stained, there are still more people who go against their will