The road up the mountain is winding, and there are tall earthen walls everywhere, and the earthen walls are full of messy plants, among which sour dates are the majority. The road became narrower and narrower, allowing only one person to pass through, and many stones protruded from the ground, like the journey of life, rugged.

Sanfeng Mountain is a lonely mountain, about 100 meters above sea level, weeds are the main plants on the mountain, there are some trees growing sporadically, most of the trees grow next to the stone pit, the stone pit has stored water for a long time, so the trees can grow.

After half an hour of journey, Zhao Ruozhi and Lu Shuiyi finally arrived at the real Sanfeng Mountain, there is a persimmon tree growing in the mountain pass, swaying with the mountain wind, there is a hole in the middle of the trunk, and some water is stored in the hole, Zhao Ruozhi said excitedly: "Look, this is my persimmon tree." ”

For the tenacious persimmon tree, Lu Shuiyi didn't seem to be very interested, she looked into the distance, only to see the hazy distance heaven and earth meet, the endless fields neatly paved in the vicissitudes of life, the roads are clear and graceful, but the village rises wisps of cooking smoke. Relaxed, she couldn't help but be interested in the remote mountain village.

Zhao Ruozhi pointed to the ravine at the foot of the mountain and said, "Look there, it's Phoenix Terrace." ”

From the mountain, the phoenix platform is like a phoenix falling on the branches, the grace and charm, the body is expressive, and the arrogant phoenix head looks up at the sky, as if it is about to fly with wings.

Zhao Ruozhi said: "The older generation said that this Phoenix Terrace is a good feng shui treasure, but unfortunately it was artificially destroyed. ”

The mountain breeze blew Lu Shuiyi's hair, slightly fragrant, and she suddenly shouted: "Zhao Ruozhi, you are a big fool." ”

The sound is melodious, drifting into the distance with the mountain wind.

Zhao Ruozhi looked confused, in short, he was used to this woman with a strange personality, he smiled bitterly and didn't say anything, just silently looked at the scenery in the distance.

After shouting, Lu Shuiyi was in a good mood and returned to his former charm. The mountains and grasses are long, the white clouds are fluttering, and the two are like loving young couples, enjoying an incomparable happy time.

Zhao Ruozhi was worried about Shadutian and the fan, and he said lightly: "The phoenix has also seen it, are we going down the mountain?" ”

Lu Shui was not angry, turned her head to look at the mountain, she pointed to the house on the mountainside curiously and said, "There are still people living there?" ”

Sanfeng Mountain was originally a lonely mountain, with a low altitude and not many trees, so the houses on the mountainside did not escape Lu Shuiyi's eyes.

Zhao Ruozhi looked over and said, "I don't know, I haven't been up the mountain for many years." He is now very eager for Lu Shui to go back and stay with this woman with a changeable personality, feeling uncomfortable, although he has dirtily thought that Lu Shui is his girlfriend.

Lu Shui's eyes rolled and said, "Oh, then let's go and have a look, maybe it's going to be fun." Zhao Ruozhi was helpless, so he had to acquiesce.

The mountain was full of rubble, and a stone wall was built around the perimeter of the mountain, and the stone wall was all piled up with broken stones, in order to prevent the shepherds, but the stone wall was not dead after all, and someone had already made a big hole in the stone wall.

There was an oil road on the mountainside, and the house was being built next to the road. The two walked along the path for about ten minutes, walked onto the oil road, and soon came to the small house.

There are many trees growing around the house, and there are even snow peach trees, and the green snow peaches hang on the peach branches, adding a little life to the desolation of late autumn.

The small house was made of red bricks, and an old man sat at the door, hunched on his back, seemingly basking in the sun.

The old man saw someone coming, closed his eyes and continued to bask in the sun, as if Zhao Ruo knew that their arrival would not affect his fugue. When Zhao Ruozhi got closer, he found that the old man's face was full of scars, his white beard was curled wildly, his black skin was full of wrinkles, and he was wearing a relatively old-fashioned costume, and at a glance he knew that the clothes were sewn by himself.

The door of the house is open, and there is a painting on the wall facing the door, Zhao Ruozhi glanced at it, and couldn't help but be surprised, the content of the painting is roughly: a fairy steps on auspicious clouds, and there are six black balls floating in front of him, the painting style is ethereal, vivid and expressive.

Zhao Ruozhi thought to himself: "Could it be that this painting is six black boxes?" Curious, he walked up to the old man and asked, "Old man, do you live here?" ”

The old man closed his eyes and didn't look at Zhao Ruozhi at all.

Zhao Ruozhi was a little embarrassed, and he asked again: "Old man, what are you painting here, the kid is very interested." ”

The old man finally opened his eyes, a pair of small eyes flashed brightly, and the whites of his bloodshot eyes were already covered with yellowishness, and he closed his eyes again and said, "I scribbled them." The scar on his face twitched slightly, as if to tell Zhao Ruozhi that the painting was not scribbled.

Zhao Ruozhi was a little surprised, and thought, "Scribble? It's impossible, this is obviously the legend of the twelve street caves. He asked again, "Sir, I am very interested in your painting, can you sell it to me?" He deliberately said to buy it, but in fact it was useless for him to buy it, he just wanted to get some news from the old man.

Lu Shuiyi next to her didn't understand which play Zhao Ruozhi was singing, her face was elegant and charming, and she didn't speak.

The old man said in a long tone, "Not for sale." ”

Zhao Ruozhi squatted down with a smile on his face and said: "Uncle, I live at the foot of the mountain, how can I say that we are also close relatives, for the sake of the villagers, sell them to me." ”

The old man opened his eyes and asked suspiciously, "You are the son of the founding of the country, right?" Why do you have to buy this painting. ”

Zhao Ruozhi was excited in his heart, and thought: "Since he knows whose child I am, there must be a play." He said: "Uncle, how do you know, I am indeed his son, I am Zhao Ruozhi, and that painting is very important to me." ”

The old man looked at Zhao Ruozhi and said, "Oh, it's you, you've grown so big, no wonder I didn't recognize you when I first saw you, if you want that painting, I'll give it to you." ”

Zhao Ruozhi really didn't expect that the old man not only knew himself, but also gave the painting to himself, he asked excitedly: "Uncle, how did you draw that picture?" ”

The old man squinted his eyes and said, "That's just a legend, I also heard it from the older generation, and drew it by impression. ”

Zhao Ruozhi thought to himself, the legend that the old man said was probably the twelve street caves, and he asked, "Could it be the twelve street caves?" ”

The old man's eyes lit up, he looked at Zhao Ruozhi incredulously, and said, "Do you know that legend? Alas, alas, it's just a legend, no one has seen it. ”

Zhao Ruozhi couldn't help but thank Lu Shui in his heart, if she hadn't asked to climb the mountain, he would definitely not have met this old man, he said: "Is that legend true?" Uncle, what's in the Twelve Street Caves? ”

The old man sighed, shook his head slightly, and said, "What's there?" No one knows, it's just a legend, you know, a legend is someone else's, not necessarily true. ”

The legend is not necessarily true, a sentence woke up Zhao Ruozhi, from the beginning of knowing the legend, until now, he seems to be led by the nose, he thought: "But what is the best way, look for it, you can still have hope, if you don't look for it, you will inevitably regret it for life, besides, there are already two black boxes, as long as you find the other four black boxes, the truth will eventually be revealed." He wondered, "Maybe the legend is true." ”

The old man smiled slightly, there were many scars on his face, this smile was really terrifying, he said: "A long time ago, there was a group of people who believed in this legend, and as a result, they all folded inside. If the legend is true, why didn't any of those people come out? ”

Lu Shuiyi's heart moved slightly, and she thought to herself: "Could the group of people he said be Dad and them?" ”

Zhao Ruozhi asked curiously: "A group of people? Where did they go? He also guessed whether it would be Lu Shuiyi and his father's gang.

The old man closed his eyes again and said, "I don't know where to go, I just know that they never came back, and the painting is for you, go." ”

Zhao Ruozhi wanted to ask a lot more things, but the old man clearly didn't want to say anything, and seemed to be thinking about something. Zhao Ruozhi walked into the house, took down the painting, walked to the door, and said, "Uncle, then, let's go." ”

The old man nodded slightly, ignoring him.

After finding her father, Lu Shuiyi no longer felt so interested in the Twelve Street Caves, she didn't pay attention to the conversation between Zhao Ruozhi and the old man just now, and now, what she wants most is to climb to the top of the mountain with Zhao Ruozhi, in her heart, this may already be a very romantic thing.

Zhao Ruozhi was full of thoughts, and he suddenly thought of who the old man was? It seems that he has never seen it before, and he forgot to ask his name just now, and he plans to ask when he comes back. He didn't notice that Lu Shuiyi's expression was a little lost at this time, like a girl who had fallen out of favor.

After reaching the top of the mountain, the mountain wind is howling, the mountain is a beautiful scenery in front of the mountain, and the air behind the mountain is cloudy.

The wind, caressing the hair, the clouds, exuding elegance, is the love in this world just like the wind and the clouds, the wind comes and the clouds surge, the wind stops. At this moment, Lu Shui is like the gust of wind, about to leave, but there is no cloud to stay, if he leaves, will the cloud meet him again.

The pheasant sings, the weeds are fluffy, Zhao Ruozhi is afraid of Lu Shuiyi in his heart, how could he have thought that Lu Shuiyi would give birth to a love between men and women at this time, at this time he is completely like a lump of wood.

There was a pair of flying birds flying in the air, Lu Shui looked at them with envy, and said, "Look at them, flying in parallel and chasing each other, it's really cute." ”

Zhao Ruozhi looked at the sky and said with a smile: "That's sparrows, there are everywhere in the village, and they always like to eat wheat, like pests." ”

Lu Shui couldn't help but sigh in her heart, Zhao Ruozhi was really a big fool, she thought to herself: "It seems that I am a little presumptuous, let's see you again in the future." She said in a coquettish voice, "Let's go, let's go back." ”

Zhao Ruozhi suddenly became happy, in his heart, this charming woman in front of him was a master he couldn't provoke, and he couldn't wait to separate from her as soon as possible.

It seems that there are countless elm-headed men in this world.