Seven years later.

Nan Baoyi rolled up the curtains.

It is drizzling, surrounded by mountains, white mist looms between the mountains, and the scenery is magnificent.

In the distance, Dajianmen Mountain stands in Qiuyu Zheng

The break of Jianmen Mountain, the cliffs on both sides are like swords, the two walls are opposite each other like a door, so it is called "Sword Gate", the terrain is dangerous and majestic, there are more plank roads across the cliffs, looking at the power of Zhan is frightened.

The sound of the ape came from the depths of the mountains, and the echo was long-lasting, and it was even more poignant and ferocious, as if a ghost was whispering alone.

The yellow crane hovers in the sky of the falling rain, although it is high, but the mountains are more majestic, making the caries worry whether it can fly over the majestic Shu Road.

Shu Road is difficult, and it is difficult to go to Qing.

No lies.

Nan Baoyi chanted softly: "'The clothes are covered with dust and wine marks, and you will lose your soul everywhere you travel. Is this fit a poet? Drizzle rides a donkey into the sword gate. ’”

"This poem is not suitable for the five girls in the south."

Gu Chongshan drank the spirits, his red lips raised.

Nan Baoyi looked at him, his eyes shining: "Lu Fangweng sighed in the poem, is he just a poet who rides a donkey into the sword gate in his life?" I think he probably wants to fight on the Iron Horse Ice River battlefield more. And I am also not interested in Jinguan City, I also want to go to a bigger place, and the clouds will go straight up to the top of the clouds. ”

Gu Chongshan shook the wine in the lamp.

He narrowed his eyes and smiled mockingly: "The canary in the cage, with its wings, how can it fly over the famous mountains and rivers and go straight to the sky?" ”

In the corner of the carriage, Xue Mei tugged on Xue Qishan's sleeve.

She said, "Brother, what are they, why can't I understand?" ”

"If you don't understand, you'll be right." The old god Xue Qishan is here, "If I could understand, I would have already found a position under my father's account, and it is necessary to run with you to this kind of ghost place?" ”

The carriage traveled some more distance before it came to a slow stop.

The eunuch who drove the car said respectfully: "Overseer, the road ahead is steep, and the carriage can't pass." ”

Gu Chongshan said lightly.

He got out of the carriage and headed for Pak Road.

Nan Baoyi followed.

The so-called cypress road, simple and quiet, the ground is paved with bluestone slab bricks, and the two sides are planted with thick and majestic pines and cypresses, which have a history of hundreds of years.

The birds' calls are so distant that it's hard to tell where they're chirping

The aftertaste and taste heart carried the burden and followed behind Nan Baoyi.

Wei Jiannan handed Nan Baoyi a cane, "You have to walk ten miles to get to Jueyuan Temple." ”

Jueyuan Temple is their resting place.

Nan Baoyi took the cane and thanked him happily.

Walking out of half a mile, Gu Chongshan looked back.

The girl is bouncing and seems to like the scenery here.

He pursed his red lips and walked on.

Although Nan Baoyi has been to Jiange County twice, but it was at a very young time, and she has no impression, and now through such a simple and quiet Bai Road, she sees everything fresh, and she does not feel tired at all.

Behind her, Xue Mei was about to cry.

She carried a wide, floor-to-ceiling skirt and stepped on the hem of it after a few steps, but she had only walked half a mile and had already fallen three or five times.

In the end, there was really no way, she ordered the servants of the Xue family to get a stretcher with a black face and carry her across the road.

Xue Qishan was also unwilling to endure hardship, and sat up with the grain frame.

When passing by Nan Baoyi's side, Xue Mei condescendingly mocked: "Nan Baoyi, you go slowly, I have to go to Jueyuan Temple first." Listen to the temple very, there are no two clean meditation rooms, I'm welcome, the best meditation room, belong to me! ”

Over, Xing Chong rushed to the front.

Nan Baoyi didn't care at all.

She loved the place.

Look at the cooper and listen to the birds, how comfortable it is.

After walking for another two miles, a terracotta figurine appeared in front of him.

It is a terracotta figurine in the shape of a woman, as big as a real person, standing on the side of the cypress road, and when I suddenly saw it, I thought it was someone standing there, and it was a little scary to look at.

"What's that?"

Nan Baoyi was curious.

Wei Jiannan replied, "Terracotta figurines." ”

"Terracotta figurines? What to put here for? ”

Wei Jiannan shook his head, "What didn't exist before, maybe it was a mark made by the locals." ”

Yu Wei: "The slave maid thinks that it is very similar to the ornaments of Bai Dao." ”

"It's a tribute to the mountain god."

"There are gods hidden in the mountains, and in order to pray for good weather in the local area, they use terracotta figurines to offer sacrifices to the mountain gods, meaning to marry the mountain gods." ”

"Is that so?"

Nan Baoyi curiously put up the pergola with his hands and looked into the distance, "But there are still a lot of terracotta figurines standing in front of you, can the mountain god marry so many daughters-in-law in one go?" ”

The three were silent.

Sometimes, they feel that their sister's brain is different from others.

They walked through Bai Road, and not long after, Xiao Yi and others came over.

Nan Baozhu and Ning Wanzhou were grinding in the back, and Xiao Yi and Jiang Suihan were walking in front.

Jiang Suihan shook the folding fan and said with a smile: "Brother Xiao is really, he didn't say hello to me when he came to Jiange County, so he caused me to ride a horse halfway, and it took a lot of effort to catch up." ”

"I remember, your master is in Jiange County."

"Yes, the old man lives in Jiange County, and I am thinking about coming with you to visit his old man."

Jiang Sui said coldly, and there was more emotion in his eyes.

Thinking that he is a medical doctor and beauty blogger in the 21st century, once he traveled to this era, and dressed as an orphan who was abandoned at birth, how can he be a "miserable" word.

On a snowy night that year, he was left outside a hut by his biological mother.

The owner of the hut is his master.

His master raised him until he was ten years old, taught him the art of living dead flesh and bones, and then sent him out to fend for himself.

Later, he met the elder brother of the Xiao family.

Xiao Yi remembered his bumpy life experience, and said lightly: "He has the grace of nurturing you, and he should really visit him." ”

As he spoke, Jiang Suihan suddenly noticed the clay figurines in front of him.

He was curious: "Brother Xiao, what do you see it is?" ”

"Terracotta figurines."

"It's weird to be here."

The two approached, the terracotta figurines were lifelike, and subtle expressions seemed to be visible between the eyebrows, plus it was a living person, appearing on this deep and unforgiving cypress road, which brought people an inexplicable horror

Jiang Suihan shook the folding fan, and suddenly said: "There are still cherry blossoms in front."

All the way out of the Bai Road, there are more than a dozen terracotta figurines.

Jiang Suihan approached to take a closer look, but was stopped by Xiao Yi.

He said coldly: "Corpse stench." ”

Jiang Suihan quickly retreated, incredulous: "Corpse smell? You can smell that?! ”

finished, patted his head again, "I forgot, your ancestors were born in perfumery, and the people in your family have a very sensitive sense of smell......

Xiao Yi's face was not very good-looking.

The town at the foot of the hill looks peaceful and peaceful from afar.

Just this place......

I'm afraid the water is very deep.

I can't complain that Gu Chongshan wants to come here.

He walked toward the foot of the mountain.

Jiang Suihan turned around: "You two keep up!" ”

saw Nan Baozhu and Ning Wanzhou each holding a terracotta figurine, playing happily.

Nan Baozhu even kissed the terracotta figurines.

"Uh......"

Jiang Suihan decided not to tell them the truth about the terracotta figurines.