In mid-August, the summer heat had already reached the mountains. The green mountains are green, and at a glance, there are ripples in the sky. When people walk in, they will discover the truth of this ripple. Summer is so hot that the transpiration of plants becomes intense under the scorching sun, and from a distance, the diffused light looks like waves in the sea.

In the afternoon, the forest is filled with cicadas, and among the branches of the trees, there is little biological activity except for the sound of cicadas. During this sunny time, small animals such as pine trees and hares are reluctant to go outside. Even if you hide in the shade of a tree, you can feel a burst of heat and boredom.

A squirrel stood comfortably in the shade of a tree, sitting on a branch in the shade, holding a red fruit on its two little paws. It took a bite, and then, as if it had found something, ran to the branch and looked out.

At the end of the forest path in the distance, a black dot slowly approached.

This is a middle-aged man wearing a short shirt and a hat. He has a simple appearance and a very special temperament, and the moment he walks into the mountains, he gradually blends into the mountains and forests. He is like a floating cloud, like flowing water, like a fresh wind.

By the time the man in the shirt walked up to the fruit tree and stopped, his presence was already part of nature. Harmonious and natural, if someone sees this scene, he will definitely ignore this person and only see the forest itself. Some of them couldn't see the difference between him and the woodland rocks next to him.

Solve the principle of creation and nature, and taste the truth of nature.

His every move is in tune with his surroundings, immersing himself in nature.

This is the Divine Method: Creation and Mixing Yuan Gong.

Use the power of heaven and earth to create, the wonder of natural conception, and cultivate your own body in the mixed yuan heavenly realm. On the day of his success, he will be able to implant the fruits of his cultivation into the Mixed Yuan Heavenly Realm, become a god and a celestial being, and travel to the heavens from then on.

The squirrel threw the fruit and 'squeaked' and jumped onto the shoulders of the middle-aged man in the shirt. It rubbed the man's cheek affectionately, and its big tail helped him sweep the sweat from his forehead.

The man in the shirt reached out and touched the pine's head, he took a packet of pickled pine nuts from his pocket, tore open the package, and ate it with the squirrel. He took off the hat above his head and slowly fanned it. When the packet of pine nuts was finished, he put the squirrel back into the tree and walked out of the cool shade again.

In the depths of this clear sky, the muffled sound of thunder has been slowly coming, and if you don't walk, the mountain road will be even more difficult.

And......

The man in the shirt sighed and quickened his pace.

That half-grown girl is really stupid, if she doesn't come early, she will have to get drenched.

Thinking of the girl who watched him grow up, a smile appeared on the simple face of the man in the short shirt.

Halfway through the road, gradually drifting away, the sky is early and dusk.

In a very short period of time, the originally clear sky darkened, and the heavy dark clouds shone a few thunderbolts from time to time, and the posture of a storm was about to come. The air becomes thick with moisture and a slight wetting sensation. But the temperature has not dropped at all, but it is thick and stuffy, making it a little difficult to breathe.

A burst of dazzling electric light suddenly erupted from the low black cloud.

Electricity rained down from the sky, splitting the entire canopy in two.

Thunder is rising!

The August rain is a good thing for the flora and fauna of this forest, it has been a month since the last rain, and a few small trickles in the forest have dried up, and the animals have to go further to drink.

But ah,The man in the short shirt who is on the road doesn't want to meet.。。

With that in mind, he quickened his pace.

It didn't take long for the sky to completely darken, and it rained heavily in less than half an hour. In the deep mountains, the branches of trees and weeds have become energetic and proud, and even the annoying cicada song has a little more chic charm. Thick white clouds rise from this hidden mountain road, which makes the road leading to the village even more hazy.

When the man's figure gradually disappeared into the depths of the clouds, it added a sense of dazed and empty mystery to this place.

......

At the head of Maoshan Village, the huge peach tree in the sky looked a little hazy and illusory under the rain curtain.

Neither wind nor rain nor thunder could disturb the silent old man's sleep. The branches of his branches swayed listlessly in the wind and rain, as if they were dozing, and like the branches swaying in the wind like a serenade, which made people feel a deep sleepiness when they listened to it. Suddenly, a thunderbolt fell and fell on the old tree.

However, a bud of the peach tree gently opens, and a gorgeous peach blossom blooms.

He is the god of Maoshan conception and the patron saint of this village.

And under the huge peach tree, a slender and small figure can be faintly seen.

Walking to the entrance of the village, the middle-aged man in the short shirt took a look. When he saw the young figure under the peach tree, his face was filled with pity. He quickened his pace and walked towards the peach tree. In the light of the lightning, the two figures seemed to talk a few words......

The slender figure did not linger long, running briskly in the rain and rushing home.

Watching the young figure go away, the man in the short shirt touched a few letters in his short-sleeved pocket.

It's a pity that the person she was expecting didn't send the letter this time.

............

The mountain village is small, and most of the buildings here are made of wood that is conveniently used in the surrounding area. Unlike the remote and ordinary villages, these buildings are surprisingly exquisite, with pavilions and idlers, and the top floor of the pavilion is also an elegant arrangement, with a chessboard. All kinds of houses have their own characteristics, there is a simple atmosphere, there is a delicate and elegant, less mundane atmosphere, more ethereal feeling.

In a corner of the village, the sound of children reading came from a book pavilion.

On the side of the podium made of nanmu, a gentleman in a blue robe with a snow-white goatee sat on a chair. He wore black-rimmed reading glasses on the bridge of his nose and a textbook he had written.

Mr. Chen looked at the thunder and lightning outside, closed the book, and the time was almost up:

"Have you memorized everything you talked about today?"

"Sir, we remember. ”

"Remembered, remembered. Sir, can we get out of class?" sat a group of twelve or thirteen-year-olds sitting under the podium. There are big and small, there are more than a dozen. Hearing the meaning of Mr. leaving class again, these children naturally should be in unison.

Mr. Chen nodded, got up and erased the diagrams and formulas and theorems on the blackboard.

Neither the old man nor some of the imps under the podium felt that there was anything wrong. But ah, it's a very strange thing for an old man in a Chinese costume to explain the laws of physics to a group of children, not to mention that this is still Maoshan Mountain.

Suddenly, a lively child raised his head and asked Mr. Chen, "Sir, is it any use for us to listen to this?"

"Yes, yes, these things are not used at all, sir, teach us something else, I like to travel, can you tell me about festivals in other places?" They prefer interesting stories to boring-sounding knowledge.

"Sir, I like the story you tell, can you say another one? ”

Although these little ghosts respect Mr. Chen very much, they all feel that many of the things that Mr. Chen said are really useless in their eyes. They had already begun to learn about monasticism, and they didn't know why Mr. Chan explained science to them.

"Don't worry, I'll tell you what needs to be said. You don't need to be proficient in these things, you just need to know that there is such a thing. When you grow up and want to get out of here, these things will come in handy. Touching his long goatee, Mr. Chen just smiled slightly.

He waved his sleeves and smiled lightly on his face: "Let's get out of class." ”

"Oh oh oh!"

"Let's go, let's play. ”

"It's raining, it's raining! Let's catch frogs!"

The group of imps swarmed out and huddled together in a small doorway.

Seeing that the children were gone, Mr. Chen put down the book and sighed slowly. These little imps aren't worrying at all. Especially the two little girls, he still has to give them lessons at night. Speaking of which, I'm really a little old, and I don't have the inexhaustible energy I had when I was young, and this body is a little overwhelmed.

Mr. Chen tightened the thin clothes on his body to cover his increasingly thin body.

A thunderstorm hit, and the temperature suddenly dropped a lot, which made him a little cold.

......

The place where Xuan Hongyi and Rui Bingyu live is not far from the village, about ten minutes away.

This is a one-story building halfway up the mountain, and before Luo Ya chose this place as her place to live, it was a righteous village that was dedicated to parking the corpses of the villagers who had not yet been buried. For Luo Ya, she just likes a quiet environment, and never takes terms like Yizhuang to heart.

The environment here is very bleak, and the bright sunlight outside does not seem to be able to dispel the strange and cold atmosphere that permeates here. It looks like a deep castle and a long cemetery, which is a mysterious atmosphere that is different from the ordinary.

It is not like life, but it is not like death.

Obscure, secluded, gloomy......

Running through the door, Red immediately took off his soaked clothes.

She grabbed a towel to dry her hair, then took a pale red, baggy pajamas from the closet and draped them on.

Looking at the girl in the mirror, the red dress sighed inexplicably.

Isn't it good-looking, isn't it beautiful enough?

No, it's not.

It has been almost four years since Xiao Rin left, and Hongyi at this time is already thirteen years old, a little girl.

I have to say that time is a magical thing.,The lively Lori has grown into a pretty girl.,The original just cute facial features are becoming more and more exquisite.。 The original fleshy and somewhat baby fat face has also become a delicate melon seed face, although it is still a little childish, but it already has a style that ordinary girls do not have.

Hongyi turned the mirror in his hand over and replaced it with a back with a smiling face.

Although Hongyi didn't want to admit it, she had to admit that she had really grown up. Even a graceful arc has emerged on the chest of Yima Pingchuan, although it is not conspicuous now, but it can already foresee the huge potential in the future.

......

A crisp voice came to mind in the slightly crowded laboratory, and a red dress in pajamas walked in.

"Stupid Xiaoyu, are you here? Hey, I'm going to catch it!"

The one laughed, and she had two dimples on her cheeks.

Xiaoyu once said that this may be the only thing in her that hasn't changed.

Hearing no response, Redcoat walked around the lab and walked outside.

If he wasn't here, that idiot must be in that place.

What a ...... A sucker!

Walk into the back garden, which is where Loya sleeps. It's not exquisite, and their teacher didn't want to set it up, she just simply divided a space from the innermost side of the first floor. There was a bed against the wall, a bookshelf next to it, and a set of classic dressers that had been moved from nowhere.

On Loya's bed, a small figure nestled there, carefully flipping through a book.

She was wearing only a small white coat, and her white hair hung down her cheeks, covering most of her face.

"Don't always stay at home, let's hang out together, okay? Hongyi took off his shoes and crawled to Xiaoyu's side.

It's obviously summer, but the temperature around Xiaoyu is abnormally low, and the red clothes habitually put a layer of spiritual power on their bodies. I don't know when she can't survive around Bingyu without using her mental powers.

The red cloth casually scattered a strange and terrifying phantom floating over, and her face remained unchanged.

Maybe in the eyes of others, in addition to Xiaoyu's growth, only the aura around her is getting more and more gloomy, but Hongyi knows what is really going on with Xiaoyu. Through a circle of dark and cold shadows, she could see the figures of all kinds of ominous things appear in an instant, and then disappear inexplicably.

Seeing Xiaoyu's unrefreshed look, Hongyi grinned and showed a smile: "We can go digging bamboo shoots, this kind of bamboo shoots dug on a rainy day are the most delicious." You can also go catch fish...... Xiaoyu, let's go out and play, no matter what you do, it's better than being in the room. Counting his fingers, Little Red looked crazy.

"Stupid, why go out when you know it's all the same. Xiaoyu looked at the book calmly, moved her body to the side, and gave up a position: "See clearly, the current rain is not ordinary." Besides, if you catch a fish, it will freeze the river. Or is it ...... Do you like to eat frozen sashimi?"

“...... Although yes, yes. ”

Hearing her words, Red-clothed fell silent.

She turned slowly, leaned against the window next to the bed, and left the window open.

A cool breeze swept in and swept away the stuffiness of the house. The raindrops mixed with the wind slid strangely from the window, and they hit an invisible barrier and fell along a graceful arc.

Putting down the book, Bingyu stretched out a finger and nodded fiercely on her head, and said with some annoyance: "Stupid, the master said that you should try not to use mental powers." As she spoke, her silver eyes also detached from the complete ice color, and brought a little warmth.

"It's okay, I'm amazing. ”

Hongyi slightly hooked the corners of his mouth, showed a faint smile, and grabbed the little hand on his head.

"Light Rain ......"

"Huh?"

"It's raining, but I still want to go out......"

With a pleading smile on his face, Hongyi whispered beside Bingyu and asked, "Come with me, okay?"

"Hmm," Bingyu replied softly, and she put the book down in her hand.

From the moment I came to this small village, it was thunder and rain or cold winter and heat. Whether happy or sad, laughing or crying, no matter when or where, there will always be someone when she feels lonely, and she will stay by her side...... Make a grimace and tell a joke to make yourself happy, or just sit quietly around.

It's a good feeling.

Ice Rain stood up from the bed and felt very petite.

Now she is only about the chest of the red dress, and the red dress is only the height of an ordinary thirteen-year-old girl...... The years are just for everyone. No matter what position that person occupies or what position he holds, the years will give them the same time scale, leaving traces in the passage of time and the past in the years.

But ice and rain are different,

In the eyes of the red clothes, the indescribable existence of the years in her cognition was like forgetting her.

Everything was frozen four years ago.

There was a thunderstorm, and two people, an umbrella, walked out of the house.

Two Girls:

One was twelve or thirteen years old, dressed in crimson

One person is about seven or eight years old, with white hair and silver eyes

The smaller one pulls the corner of the other's clothes, and the older girl holds a navy blue umbrella.

Under the rain curtain, the figures of the two gradually faded until they disappeared.

......

"yes yes, the light rain is coming. ”

"Haha, this guy is still so small. Xiaoyu Xiaoyu is not small, only eating and not growing ......" A group of little ghosts braved the rain to chase on the trail, and immediately rushed over after seeing the two. Several of them came to Xiaoyu and reached out to touch her head: "Little don't grow up quickly!"

"I know that Xiaoyu is always hiding in the house and not watering. We'll water her and she'll grow up. ”

Some of the little ghosts around also followed suit, screaming and making trouble.

Even though they were both twelve or thirteen years old, they did look a lot older than Xiaoyu. The icy rain standing under the umbrella is much smaller in comparison, and since entering the village, time has never left traces on Xiaoyu's body.

"You guys !!"

Hongyi's cheeks flushed, and he stuffed the umbrella into Xiaoyu's hand.

The surging spiritual power around her suddenly spread, enveloping the surrounding area in a strange illusion. Colorful patches of color twist and rise in a spiral. At infinity height, at the apex of the colorful spiral, there seemed to be a heavenly world in that brilliant light. He is real, He is eternal.

"Wow, run! The stupid guy in red is furious. ”

"Stupid Redcoat is angry, everyone run,"

"Stupid Xiaoyu doesn't grow, stupid Xiaohong is violent! Haha, she must have grown Xiaoyu's height. Stupid red-clothed angry, don't hit me......" Although it looks powerful, these little ghosts are too familiar with this kind of scene, and they are not intimidated at all, and they turn around and stick out their tongues and make faces from time to time while running.

"Xiaoyu, let's go to the library. Hongyi withdrew the surging spiritual power around him, and in addition to annoyance, there was also a different kind of sadness on his face. When the bizarre illusion faded away, the shielded raindrops slowly emerged.

Bit by bit, a slightly sad tune is played on the umbrella.

"Hmm. There was a touch of sadness in the silver eyes like mercury, and Xiaoyu tried her best to look normal.

.........

The spatial structure of the library building is extremely complex, as if it were composed of countless bookshelves.

With the central point as the origin, countless infinite structures radiate outward. In the center is like a laboratory, with a round hanging table, covered with a white cloth, and surrounded by containers of various colors...... There's a lot of weird stuff out there.

Xiaoyu pulled up the red clothes sitting on the ground and asked her to turn her back, and then she tiptoed and gestured a few times behind the red clothes, and her already pale face was a little more depressed.

"Xiaohong, why do you think I won't grow up?"

Hongyi turned around, picked up a book from the bookshelf on the side, and comforted Bingyu with a big sister: "Ha, Xiaoyu is just developing relatively late." Didn't you listen to Sister Rin, some children are too anxious when they first grow, and when others start to grow, she won't grow anymore. ”

"Don't look taller than you now, maybe you'll be taller than me in a few years~"

This is not a consolation, Hongyi has always believed that Bingyu will grow taller than himself and look more beautiful than himself. Just like when I was a child, if the two of you stand in front of people, those people will always like Xiaoyu.

Myself, just watch her be pampered.

...... That's it, it's not such an extravagant request.

Isn't it?

"Xiaohong is really good, she has grown up. As he spoke, Bingyu aimed at the chest of the red coat, which had made a lot of progress.

Then she lowered her head again, and she looked at her ......

One horse Pingchuan~!

"What's the matter with that frustrated look on your face, hey, hey, your chest is swollen so badly, hey......"

"Stupid, are you showing off to me?" Bingyu's face suddenly darkened with baby fat.

She put down the book and pounced on the people around her.

"Don't mess with !!"

"What's the matter, if you grab it, it won't get smaller, Sister Rin said that it will get bigger if you massage it regularly. ”

"You lied to people, Sister Rin never said that!"

In the uninhabited library, the two girls rolled together.