The weather in the mountains is very changeable.

The hardest part was just halfway up the mountain when it suddenly rained heavily.

The animals in the forest are smart enough to hide from the rain, but the group has nowhere to hide.

Everyone carries the quilt on their backs, and the tarpaulin is fanned out of the quilt.

Mrs. Ma got down from the sedan chair with her backpack, "Skimm, throw it away, don't want the sedan chair, I can go." ”

Song Fusheng looked back in the rain and commanded Dalang Huzi: "Give you the middle of the milk clip, hold some." ”

After speaking, he turned around and put his arms around his daughter-in-law.

At this time, his synovitis no longer hurts, and he can reach the top in one go with his daughter-in-law's arm around him, just begging God not to rain.

"Go and see Mi Shou."

Poria, Qian Peiying is not worried.

The daughter has the strongest fighting power next to Lu Bin.

Her daughter is now Lu Pan's eyeball, and she is more attentive than her and Lao Song.

Song Fusheng pulled his neck extremely perfunctorily and shouted: "Mi Shou Wow, Jinbao, Mi Shou, keep up!" ”

At this time, Mi Shou was very embarrassed, and he was at the back of the line, and he fell into the mud with one foot and couldn't walk.

He felt very back, and he was stuck in the way out of everyone's trip.

Song Jinbao hugged Mi Shou's legs, and his face was flushed: "Ah! ", to exert the power of the wilderness.

Jinbao, who is not much older than Mi Shou, was stunned and pulled out for Mi Shou.

In the last blow, the little brother did not control his strength, and the two children in oilcloth fell down with each other, gurgling to the edge of the big tree, looking up at the sky.

I was stunned, opened my mouth, and the rain flowed straight to my mouth.

When he got up, Mi Shou's rickety little figure paused: "What is that?" ”

In the distance, it always felt as if there was something good, and he wanted to go over and take a look.

Jinbao was anxious, "Don't go, I'm about to be left behind, go, go with my brother." Look at the snake that bites you. ”

Mi Shou was pulled by Jinbao's hand, and the young students in the village also turned around and ran over to urge, he could only turn back frequently to see the place where there seemed to be good things.

And the two guards who opened the way at the front did not dare to relax at all.

The rain clouded their eyes.

They cut through weeds and branches with their scythes while observing as far as they could.

When it wasn't raining, they could run to the front, one up the tree to look, the other down to listen, to see if there were herds of large beasts nearby.

A single one is not afraid, each of them can knock down one or two tigers, but they are afraid of encountering a dozen or twenty large groups of fierce beasts, so they need to be accurate in advance.

One of the guards who had opened the way slipped and almost fell into a large pit dug by the hunters, which was full of mud as it rained.

There is also a grass cover on it, so I can't see it clearly.

The guard sent a message to the back: "Be careful, the road is getting worse and worse, walk and trample." ”

Also pay attention to the top of the mountain, do not landslide.

Lu Pan wiped the rain from his face, untied the rope that tied the poria, shortened the length, and tied it again, this time the poria was tied more tightly.

In the heavy rain, he looked back at Poria and shouted:

"Stand behind me."

Poria wears a tarpaulin, a large-brimmed hat, and a mask worn by the land side during the battle on her face.

There is nothing wrong with this mask except Shen, the eyebrows are well protected, and the makeup that was made up at the time of the meal is still there, and when he heard the words, he immediately stood up and responded loudly: "Yes!" ”

Then he didn't hesitate to hide behind Lu Bin.

Lu Pan is tall and can keep her out of the rain and wind.

Lu Pan used his sword as a crutch in one hand in front of him to prevent him from slipping, and turned his back to pull Poria's hand with the other.

Warm big hands lead Poria cocos.

But Lu Pan was already half soaked at the moment.

It was rain again, and it was windy, and on the front of the land, the wind blew through the poncho that rolled up him, and his pants below his thighs were all wet, and his knees were cold.

At this moment, the team behind suddenly became chaotic again.

Song Fusheng fell down with a bang, frightening many descendants from the village.

Qian Peiying walked well, she wouldn't have fallen, but she was affected by her old Song's shouldering arm, and with a heel, she slapped her face into the mud, her hat flew, and Mi Shou, who was at the back of the team, hurriedly stepped on her aunt's hat with her little foot.

Junko hurriedly turned around and ran backwards, "Master, can you move your feet?" ”

Mrs. Ma passed by San'er, her feet did not stop, and if she wanted to hurry, she would have walked slowly, and she had to fly first.

When the mother didn't even ask, she still slurped directly, she disliked her son very much, how did she go to the battlefield in the first place.

These men in the family, right now, have encountered a matter of God and Taoism, rich and noble, sometimes not as good as her old lady, straight back.

As for the three sons, it's just a mountain, she didn't fall, but he can fall.

Mrs. Ma always had the illusion that she could also go to the battlefield, but she didn't have a chance.

Song Fusheng said to everyone, "Oh, my ankle seems to be twisted." ”

Landside and Poria cocos turn back.

Song Fusheng was about to say: "Girl, dad is fine, just do the activity, don't worry." ”

I heard Poria shouting: "Mother, are you okay?" ”

Song Fusheng's mouth moved: "......" co-authored and made it amorous.

Lu Pan pulled away from them, "Poria cocos, untie this rope and tie it to my mother, I will carry my father." ”

"Okay."

On the road after that, Lu Pan was behind his mother-in-law and fiancée, and his father-in-law was lying on his shoulder.

The old man is not benevolent, facing the wind and rain, he covered his face with a rain cloth, wrapped himself tightly, and did not say that he tore off the poncho to cover Lu Pan some.

Thanks to the mother-in-law and fiancée, they have been keeping up with Lu Pan's pace and not falling behind, so as not to let Lu Pan drag them his waist. and also helped lift Song Fusheng's butt in the back, which could make Lu Pan easier.

Song Fuling often reminded Qian Peiying:

"Mother, every time you have to straighten your knees, so that your knees can rest."

found that Qian Peiying was holding up Song Fusheng, her hands were cold, "Mother, you put it in my pocket, I'll come." ”

found that Qian Peiying couldn't walk, "Mother, you listen to me give you the slogan, we are in the same step." ”

Mi Shou and Jinbao ran over, and Shunzi ran over to help Song Fusheng together, and also followed Poria's "one-two, one-two" password to climb the mountain regularly.

Even Lu Pan was in front of him unconsciously, and he stepped on his right leg and left leg with Poria Cocos.

The numb leg has hot blood again.

Mi Shou said in the heavy rain, "Sister, you always show the most reliable side when others are unreliable." ”

Poria smiled: "Thank you, brother, for the compliment." ”

Lu Pan turned Song Fusheng upward, took a breath, and the corners of his mouth curved when he heard the words.

The old father-in-law, Song Fusheng, opened a gap in the rain cloth covering his head, and finally couldn't help it.

"My foot doesn't hurt so much, let me down, you're tired, right?"

"Can you do it?"

"You're carrying me."

In the dilapidated Bagua Temple.

Everyone decided to rest first, and if it didn't rain tomorrow, they would climb the remaining quarter of the mountain to the top.

Otherwise, it would rain so hard that you wouldn't be able to see anything on it, and it would be very unsafe.

Mrs. Ma sat in the broken temple, the rain kept falling, she was not in a good mood, and when she looked up, there was still rain leakage in some places.

The old lady stuck out her tongue and drank a few drops of rain.

It's so bittersweet and sweet, I miss the kang head at home.

If you want to freeze the old lady to death, you will be exhausted.

Junzi was taking the guards around the Bagua Temple to check it out.

Ignoring the fact that it was still raining heavily, and that it was getting heavier and heavier, the children in the village cut down nearby, drew more firewood, and burned it overnight, so as not to freeze to the prefect.

But the branches are all wet, so you should first carry them into the temple to dry, and it is best to find a way to light a small fire to roast straw.

The straw paved the ground, so that the prefect and his family have a place to rest.

Lu Ban and Da Lang were lighting a fire, blowing out the fire fold and lighting the candles.

When placing a candle next to Poria Cocos, Lu Pan asked Poria Cocos: "Is it cold or not?" ”

Poria was silent, sitting on a large bag with her eyes closed, motionless.

"Poria?"

Lu Pan was frightened and thought he had a fever.

In fact, Poria was in the space, and the first thing she did when she came in was to pull a tissue to blow her nose, and the second thing was to pour the hot water stored in the space, put her hand into the basin, and made a strange sound: "Oh, oh, it's cool." ”

The two little hands were frozen and couldn't be straightened, and this time, they were sour and rising.

Thanks to Qian Peiying, she noticed that something was wrong outside, and urgently closed her eyes and entered the space, "Lu Pan is talking to you, get out quickly." ”

"What does he always say to me, mother, what did he say?"

"It's not cold."

As Poria said, "Nonsense", opened her eyes, "Cold." ”

Lu Pan's heart was relieved and he closed his eyes.

At that moment, he regretted coming to climb the mountain.

"Wait, I'll find a way to warm you up as soon as possible."

Lu Pan wiped his poncho with a handkerchief, and handed the inner coat to Poria Cocos.

He wanted to take off all his dry clothes, but when he took off another layer of underwear, Poria made a stop gesture with her little hand, "It won't be decent to take it off again." ”

She wasn't mentally prepared to look at his body, let alone in front of so many people.

The first small fire was barely lit.

And the wet clothes of the people were propped up and dried with wooden branches.

Wet firewood is spread near a small fire, as long as the wet firewood that is close to the fire is slightly semi-wet and not dry can be lit, it will be carried out, and the wet firewood will line up forward, and the half-wet firewood will be used to light the next fire.

In a short time, there were four or five small fires, and the men of the village went out again in the wind and rain to cut wood.

Poria began to ask for dinner.

She's not hungry.

But just now, Lu Pan told her to eat candy, and she knew that Lu Pan was hungry.

Song Fusheng took a breath, his hands were hot and rubbed his feet, when he heard that the ancestor was hungry again, it was over, there was no pot yet, his feet still hurt, "Minrui, quickly take someone to find the pot, this time try to find stones that can hold water, there are potholes, and shallow ones are also brought back, if not, let's chisel a chisel." ”

Before Lu Pan left, Poria ran forward and gave Lu Pan all the sugar in his pocket, and returned a piece of emergency Leba.

Lu Pan now wants to vomit when he sees Leba.

Mi Shou ran forward, "Brother, I'll go with you." "Habitually, I called my brother again.

After Lu Pan took Mi Shou Jinbao and Da Lang Erlang Huzi away, Mrs. Ma suddenly felt that the cold wind was swishing in the broken temple, and her hairs stood up.

Like an evil wind.

This is without the prince, and he can't stop the field.

She lit candles in one corner and muttered, "I'll tell you, our well water doesn't interfere with the river water, we just pass by and stay overnight, and we are not allowed to scare our children." ”

When the old lady was busy with this, she turned around and was dumbfounded, and the most shocked thing was: "San'er, how can you still climb the mountain and carry the sand." ”

In addition, there are old ginger, a bunch of cloth heads, wormwood velvet, needlework, bean curd, sesame sauce jar, hot pot spicy block, leek flower and so on.

This is also the reason why Song Fusheng sent Lu Pan and Huzi Dalang away.

One of these people has carried him, and the other two have carried his bag, and although his backpack is heavy, it will be heavier with these things.

Send these people away, and when they come back, they will think that he, Peiying, Poria, the old lady and so on are all on their backs. You can get mixed up.

In short, for stuttering and sleeping comfortably, Qian Peiying commented before leaving: rack your brains.

That's it, I came out to play, not to suffer, Song Fusheng is proud: I am a walking freezer.

"Can I fall?"

Qian Peiying rolled her eyes while wiping her face with a wet handkerchief, you are stupid, you are too heavy.

The old lady believed it very much, but no, with so much on her back, anyone had to fall. Why don't you bring your home, you have brought all the sewing baskets.

Song Fusheng arranged for the old lady: "Mother, Peiying and I make firewood and noodles, and you sit here while baking the fire and sewing rags." When the time comes, find a way to fry these sands, use them as pillows, and put them on your waist to warm your stomach, and it won't be cold next night. ”

At the same time, some distance from the Bagua Temple, in the turbulent river, on the land side, their group was hanging a rope around their waists, fishing for a big guy and a big stone in the rain.

There is an eye the size of a small pot on the stone.

Although the amount of water that can be boiled is small, at least it can be boiled.

I fished up a few more slabs with green mud and sand.

Mi Shou and the others broke their hands and hugged their brothers' shoes, and they wore ponchos on the shore to pick up the slate and dirt.

Huzi Dalang, walking along the cold water, turned around and shouted to Lu Pan: "I saw another one with a hole, come quickly." ”

After a while, Shunzi and they came here, and when they saw Lu Pan in the river, they were distressed, but they were scolded by Lu Pan, didn't they let them guard the Bagua Temple?

Don't listen to the people in the village, if you don't enter the beasts, you really won't enter.

Junko listens to the training.

He left with the guards at ease, because there was Master Song, who had strong organizational skills and action, and there were so many strong men in the village who stayed behind.

When these people came back, Master Song had already made this little gossip temple properly.

There are more than a dozen fires, and the drying of clothes is a rack for drying clothes, and the cooking of a pot is a pot.

He also ordered the village boys to get some rocks for the pots.

And the distribution of the fire is reasonable, not only will they not fall asleep in the middle of the night and the fire will spread and roast them, but there will be firelight and candles everywhere.

The best thing is that he even surrounded the small curtain of the female dependent.

At that time, the old lady, daughter-in-law, and daughter-in-law hung the curtain and lay down in it to sleep.

The floor was covered with a tarpaulin to prevent moisture, covered with a quilt on top, they covered it with a quilt, and pressed a poncho on top to prevent anyone from kicking the quilt. Then stuff hot sandbags in the bed, the headrest is hot, and then stuff a few hot water bladders to warm your feet. Appropriate.

He and his son-in-law Mi Shou's quilts are also in this way.

This piece, Lao Song took it to death.

It's just a whole meal.

Chef Song is here, the rice is not a thing, come and come, bring together the noodles, old lady, use this slate to roll out the dough.

That who, Minrui, came to learn.

Lu Pan had another very memorable meal outdoors.

Even, many years later, he still missed. I told Poria that eating in the house is not as fragrant as eating in the mountains.

In a small stone pot that can boil water, put the base, strings of chicken balls, meat, and noodles, and put them in the pot.

There are also grilled chicken balls and meat on the slate.

As soon as the water is scalded, Qian Peiying's homemade instant noodles are fished out and roasted on a stone slab, and the wild vegetables dug up outside and the sausages brought by him are cut into slices, and they are also thrown on the noodles and baked, which is fried noodles.

Song Fuling used a bamboo tube to mix some sesame sauce and bean curd leek flowers for herself, blew on the hot chicken balls, dipped them to eat, and then came to the side of the small pot to eat the hot noodles.

Lu Pan sat cross-legged on the bed of Poria and their female dependents, and also took a big bite with a bamboo tube and soup and noodles, spicy and crispy, and sweated on the forehead of the straight eater.

At night, Lu Pan drank some hot tea and lay in the bed, his waist and knees tied with hot sandbags.

The face-wiping handkerchief handed by the mother-in-law was also hot.

Through the curtain, next to them are Poria cocos.

Tired of the day.

In the past, as long as he was outside, he always stayed a little sober and squinted to recuperate.

I don't know why, in this ruined temple today, I closed my eyes very steadily, and the sound of blinking and snoring sounded.

But what Lu Pan didn't know was that the three of them lay down and entered the space.

Song Fusheng soaked his feet, asked Qian Peiying to rub her, sprayed Yunnan Baiyao, and stared at the massage chair with regretful eyes, it would be great if it could be electrified.

Take a stick of ice cream for yourself and eat.

It can be seen that at this time, he is hot again, and it is not the time to suck in the snot in the broken temple.

Song Fuling was lying in her room, "It would be great if I could bring the sponge mat to the broken temple, so that my brother and my grandmother Lu Minrui would lie down." ”

Qian Peiying applied a mask while soaking her feet, and didn't dare to open her mouth and replied: "You can bring it, what can we say." ”

When the three of them came out of the space, Qian Peiying and Poria covered the old lady.

Song Fusheng came to the gate of the temple and asked several juniors in the village in a low voice: "Why don't you sleep yet?" ”

These people drank too much tea, and the first time they drank tea, it was too powerful, "I can't sleep, the little ones are guarding, and the adults are going to sleep." ”

Song Fusheng saw Junzi come back with a few guards again, "Why didn't you sleep." ”

Junzi said that after patrolling before going to bed, he would go to sleep with Song Jinbao in his arms.

The other guards will work in shifts, and they will be handed over every other hour, so that Song Fusheng can rest at ease.

In the early hours of the morning, the sky was beautiful.

The two guards leaning against the fire at the door looked at each other, smiled, and went to call the young master to get up in an hour to be exact.

In the morning, some gnocchi were simply cooked with a hot pot base, and these people even dried up the soup base, and there was still some rice left in the rations, which they had to keep for going down the mountain to eat.

Song Fuling and the others yawned and got up to pack their luggage, gritted their teeth and endured the pain all over their bodies, and climbed the last section of the high slope.

Finally, in the sound of Song Fuling's one or two commands, this pedestrian walked like a hemiplegic to the top.

Before reaching the top, in fact, Lu Pan was not optimistic, because he could see the fog above, and he might not be able to see anything when he climbed up.

Unexpectedly, when this head reached the top, the fog dispersed at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Everyone, regardless of their identity, seemed to freeze at this moment.

Tianchi, three hundred and sixty-five days, only one hundred and eighty days can be seen by anyone, they can still see it in such bad weather, in Song Fusheng's heart-warming words:

It's worth the trip.

The water in the pond is similar to the color of the fountain pen water, standing on the top of the mountain, you can see, it may be just sunny, and the white, orange and red sky meets the mountains and rivers.

Even Song Jinbao wanted to compose a poem: It's beautiful, it's beautiful.

Suddenly, Mi Shou pointed to the mountains on the other side and shouted, "What is that?" ”

The men in the village were shocked, and after the shock, they threw themselves to their knees.

Mrs. Ma also reacted quickly, and knelt down, "Amitabha, please bless my family with peace and tranquility, and longevity, and ask the Lu family too." Ask Minrui and my little granddaughter to grow old. ”

The old lady cried excitedly as she spoke.

Qian Peiying stumbled and asked Song Fusheng: "Is that the Buddha's light?"

Song Fusheng's face was also flushed with excitement, and he was shocked by the light of the Buddha.

Anyway, he looked at the Buddha's light, and the figure that looked like a bodhisattva appeared on the mountain diagonally opposite, and the surrounding area was glowing.

"Kneel, you two kneel, Mi Shou Wow, kneel, kneel, kneel."

Song Fusheng knelt down with his daughter-in-law, if you want to believe in evil, there are many heterogeneous people in their family.

Lu Pan damned it, not dead.

Mi Shou is confused with a little memory of the past, and he will also talk in his dreams in the past two years, but it is very trivial and nothing serious.

The three of them are even more weird.

Lu Pan and Song Lingling knelt side by side.

Lu Pan clasped his hands together and turned his head to look at Poria Cocos: Bodhisattva, Minrui is not greedy, I just want to let me live a long life, so that I can accompany her to the white head.

Song Fuling's realm is high, and he looks ahead: I hope that everyone I see will be safe, healthy, happy, and happy.

If you look at Song Fusheng and Qian Mishou in front of you, you can really see that they are destined to be father and son at this time.

Song Fusheng muttered in his heart: He will not change his mind...... The emperor didn't dare to support it...... It's best to give me space to go to the store, and it's best to connect Taobao.

Qian Mishou: What uncles and aunts, sisters, grandmothers, little generals, brothers, Jinbao brothers, high school champions, four strong brothers, Niu shopkeepers, rich uncles, Xiaohong...... I almost made a wish that none of the chickens, ducks, geese, dogs and cats at home would be lost.

The two sons were stunned to talk to the Buddha's light.