The drizzle left a dark drop on the ground covered with crushed bluestone, intertwined with the rain that gathered at the edge of the recess, and spilled into the nearby cracks in the soil.

On the left side is a reed swing dozens of meters long leading straight to the deep mountain ahead, bursts of crisp birdsong blowing through the leaves with the wind, the far end is white. Thin. Long. The reeds swayed gently. Soft. Soft feathers. Just like when he was a child, there was a clump of reeds on the edge of the ditch more than 20 meters in front of his house.

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He still vaguely remembers that before he was five years old, his grandfather lived in this hut by the ditch, and in the early mornings when the sun had just set in the sky, his parents were washing the freshly picked vegetables by the ditch, and there were all kinds of melons and fruits floating on the water surface of the ditch in the dark color, and as his father washed the vegetables covered with mud, he was swept deeper into the distance by the ripples of the water waves.

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In the paddy field on the right, the rice grows green branches and leaves half a meter high, and one plant is planted regularly every ten centimeters, and the sound of rushing water swims into the distance from the rice field three meters away parallel to the direction of the ridge.

"That's a duck. Son of it. Someone in the crowd said. For a while, a woman picked up the boy, who was already many years old, and lifted it taller than the few people in front of her: "Baby, look. Duck. Child. ”

Zhu Jia saw their black spots on their outer wings, their flippers sliding quickly in front of the muddy water, passing through the middle of the 20-centimeter-high rice, like a human walking through a forest more than 10 meters high.

Zhang Yue saw such a scene for the first time, and like many people accompanying him, he picked up his mobile phone and wanted to leave this rare scene.

"It's been a long time since I've seen rice grown in paddy fields." Zhang Yue lowered his body and was about to touch the clear river water in the rice field, but as soon as he touched the surface of the water, a little delicate coolness spread through his fingertips.

Shen Jie beside him took an umbrella and leaned next to her, helping her cover most of the rain, and his eyes looked into the distance at the entrance on the right.

The huge basin surrounded by distant mountains, like a paradise half of the pure natural scenery, far ahead, the top of the mountain group wrapped like an oval was pressed low by black clouds, and the faint thunder flashed with a narrow fragment of light, but not even the slightest sound came, it appeared in the sky for a moment, and after waiting for a while, it appeared again, crossing the small half of the sky.

"Okay, I've had enough, hurry up and keep up with Teacher Zhao and them." A clear. Li's girl stood up from the edge of the rice field and looked at the tall young man holding an umbrella beside her with a smile on her face.

She followed his gaze and looked at the deep valley of the valley, the vertical ridge path, extending to the ancient residence of King Kaizao was another smooth gravel road, a crowd of people reaching their side, and then to the back of the crowd, like a curved dragon, continuing to move slowly, surrounded by green mountains.

Under the reflection of the valley in front of the left, the crowd of people is like a small colorful ribbon dotted in the valley, and in front of the crowd is a group of buildings connected by one layer of antique gray bricks and blue tiles.

Zhu Jia was hurriedly picked up by the delicate beauty in front of him, and the video was directed to the people who were flowing to the ancient residence. tide, and a few leaves of reeds on the left side of the video rustle in the drizzle breeze.

"No wonder King Kaizo will build a tomb in this place, in ancient times, there were roads everywhere like today, and there were continuous mountain ranges for hundreds of miles, for more than 2,000 years, it is estimated that even the tomb robbers have not found a tomb of a king in such a place." Zhu Jia said.

"But it was still discovered by us. Family. Name. Righteousness. Developed out, hurry away, you see how far away they are from us. Zhang Yue pointed a few hundred meters away perpendicular to the far side of their road, the teacher Wang and her son in a school uniform. Dew. out of familiar clothes.

Zhu Jia stopped shooting with her left hand, and her right hand helped her cover most of the rain in the sky, and the rain drifted in through the edge of the umbrella.

The two of them slowly flowed forward with the dense crowd of people next to them.