Meng Ke's footsteps slowed down, stepping on the withered fallen leaves, rustling, Cenarius looked at him with concern, and asked in a deep voice: "Brother, are you uncomfortable?" ”

Meng Ke wiped his sweat again and let out a long breath: "The injury is painful, like a twitch in the heart, only to hear Cenarius say: "Rest, right?" ”

Shaking his head, Meng Ke smiled palely: "No, it's not far to rest when you get to the ground." ”

Knowing his stubbornness, the old drunkard Cenarius didn't say much, and the two of them hurried out of the forest again, well, in front of them, there was already a completely different scenery from the forest.

A black mountain, like flying from the sky in front of the front, this mountain is majestic, high into the sky, from the half waist of the mountain, there are twelve waterfalls like training like hanging down, above the mountainside, the clouds and mist are diffuse, and it happens that in the looming halfway of the mountain, there is a prominent cliff, the cliff is the color of blood red, hanging on the top of the waterfall, think about it, if you live on the cliff, oh, how beautiful, how comfortable.

Cenarius couldn't help but smash his mouth and praised: "Master Meng, this place is so beautiful, it's hard for you to find it." ”

Meng Ke looked up, his expression was extremely quiet and serene, and he said in a low voice: "It's very poetic, isn't it?" ”

Hehehe, Cenarius said: "It's good to live here, it's just too quiet......"

Without speaking, Meng Ke began to run towards the foot of the mountain, and Cenarius followed, shouting, "Brother Meng, where do you go up?" ”

Meng Ke turned his head and beckoned, turning into a small mountain depression, in which there was a gravel path that seemed to be artificially built, but was actually naturally generated, so wonderfully winding up, like a sleepy python coiling around the mountain.

This small mountain road is all made of variegated stones of different sizes, and it is very easy to focus on it, and Cenarius said strangely: "Meng Gongzi, who did you ask the divine to open this road?" ”

Meng Ke took a breath, tightened the person under his ribs, and said, "No, it was built by the predecessors when they built this giant mountain thousands of years ago

Cenarius smiled interestingly, leisurely admiring the scenery on both sides of the roadside, the half-dry and evergreen forests sandwiched this stone road, there are thin mist floating and sinking between the trees, the mountains surround the world caused by the extreme eye, and the clear mountain spring formed by the waterfall is pouring down, yes, this is a good place to leisurely get out of the dust.

After turning a few roundabout mountain bends, passing along a small canyon in the mountain, Meng Ke went to the right, where there was a row of green pines with ancient and straight coils, Meng Ke stopped, turned around and said, "Fang Cai, how is that valley?" ”

"Not bad......" said Cenarius.

Meng Ke smiled and said, "If you live here, you won't remember the mortal, people, you have to live with people." ”

The old drunkard nodded, and walked with him through the woods, and in front of him was a field of colorful and brilliant wildflowers, so chic and smiling in the wind. There is no artificial cultivation, but it is so graceful, like some beautiful country girls......

On this side of this cluster of wild flowers, there is a small stone pond like a mirror, the pool leans against the mountain wall, there is a spring flowing down between the walls, this stone pool is also full of green stone as the bottom, red stone as the edge, the water, clear and transparent, so that people will rise to drink a big sip when they see it.

Beside the stone pond, there is a huge, wall-like mountain rock, and a small, natural wooden hut is nestled on the side of the stone wall, and outside the hut, surrounded by an elegant balustrade, green and red.

Beyond the stone wall, there is the emerald green volley cliff, where you can see a red leaf growing on the edge of the cliff, red like fire. Standing on the shore, you can look at the strange peaks and mountains stacked near and far from afar, and you can reach out to touch the floating clouds and mist, and the charm is like a fairy.

Cenarius licked his lips and said praiseworthily: "What a Qionglou Yuyu, heaven on earth." ”

Meng Ke stared at the distant mountains and said quietly: "Here, if I can spend my whole life...... Of course, I mean, I have been living, here, day and night with the mountain bell spirit, people, also pregnant with elegant, quiet temperature can make people understand many things that can not be thought of in the red dust, old drunkard, do you say? ”

Cenarius grinned and said, "Master Meng, I don't have as much poetry as you, now, I just feel that my belly is hungry like thunder, and it's only serious to get something to eat first." ”

On his shoulder, Jingcai gasped for a while, and said, "Senior mage, you can come down below, you can come down below, right?" ”

With a sigh, Cenarius carefully put Jingcai down from his shoulder and asked, "It's been a bump all the way, and the injury hurts badly, right?" ”

His face was red, but the cowman shook his head and smiled: "No, no, it's okay, it's okay......"

Seeming to be smiling, Cenarius glanced at him, turned his head to talk to Meng Ke, but Meng Ke's appearance made him swallow back the words that slipped to the edge of his mouth, only to see Meng Ke was looking at the small wooden house in front of him with a cold face, so strange but cold, his lips pursed as if he could never tear them apart......

Quietly, Cenarius said, "What, brother, is there anything wrong?" ”

Meng Ke's eyes did not move, and he said in a low voice: "There are people in the wooden house." ”

Cenarius was taken aback and said in a low voice, "How do you know?" ”

Taking a step back, Meng Ke said coldly: "The moss on the stone steps in front of the house has traces of trampling, the door handle is also vertically downward, and the wooden railing outside should not be worn." ”

Cenarius nodded, and said coldly: "Then, catch this person and throw him under the cliff." ”

After a little contemplation, Meng Ke said: "I'm afraid that there is more than one person." ”

Giggling, Cenarius walked across the small pond and strode to the wooden house and stopped: "There are people inside, just get out of here for your old man, hehe, today is really a hit, we have to be hot." ”

The wooden door remained silently closed, and without a reaction, Cenarius took another step forward and yelled, "You can't get out?" Don't pretend to be a grandchild......"

Meng Ke gently put the blue warbler pigeon he was holding on to a withered yellow grass garden, his hands hanging lazily in front of his lower abdomen, but his eyes were staring at the wooden house for a moment.

Cenarius was staring coldly at the wooden house, and after a while, he turned back to Meng Ke and glanced at him, patted his waist again, and then pouted Meng Kenunu.

After hesitating slightly, Meng Ke nodded with a wry smile.

As he moved, Cenarius smiled as if feeling extremely relieved, and strode towards the hut, crying out: "Come, friend, if you don't come out, I'll go in myself and ask you to ......."

Cenarius slowly stepped up the stone steps and rushed towards the wooden door like lightning, but the moment he just hit the door, the pine door that had not moved had been suddenly separated, and a magic wand the thickness of a thumb and shining like a poisonous snake suddenly swelled five times and shot out, as fast as a color TV in the western sky, with a shadow of light, straight to his heart, extremely accurate!