"Jing··· Attractions..." Xie Xiaolou was a little confused, "Didn't you come for sightseeing?" You're going to get the tickets. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ”

Peng Li glanced at Xie Xiaolou: "Let's go." As he spoke, he walked towards the bamboo forest on the side.

"This is the Bitter Bamboo River?" Bujie stood on the edge of the valley, looked at the sparkling river below, and asked, "Is there a bitter bamboo village here?" ”

Peng Li didn't look back, and pointed to the other side: "Over there." ”

Xie Xiaolou couldn't help but wonder when he looked at the other side of the river, "Little master has been here?" ”

Bujie shook his head: "This trip is the first time the little monk has come down the mountain, he has been here, but he has read about this place in a travelogue, and he is immersed in the scene at this time, and he has another feeling." ”

"Do you know why this place is named after the word 'bitter bamboo'?"

Xie Xiaolou looked dazed: "I don't read much, and I'm lonely." ”

Bujie smiled slightly, and began to talk about the description he saw in the travelogue-

Kuzhu Village, originally a Miao Village, called Zhujia Village, because the mountains around the village are thousands of thousands, the cliffs are steep, unclimbable, because the terrain is steep, easy to defend and difficult to attack, so it is very famous in ancient times.

At the end of the Southern Song Dynasty, the Yuan soldiers attacked Shu, Sichuan fought in the mountain city, and the governance of Longqing Mansion (now Jiange County) was moved to Zhujiazhai. In the sixth year of Baoyou in the Southern Song Dynasty (1258 AD), Mongolian Xianzong personally led his troops to command the attack on Zhujiazhai. The Song army worked hard for three years, and finally because the Song army general Zhao Zhongmiaoxian southeast gate was captured by the Yuan army, the Yuan army beheaded all the Song soldiers, the blood of the Song soldiers stained the land of the village red, the bamboo all over the mountain became bitter because it absorbed the blood and tears of the Song soldiers, and the name of the village was named because the bamboo became bitter.

Xie Xiaolou looked suddenly enlightened after hearing this, and slapped the horse whiskers at Bujie: "Little master, you are so knowledgeable!" ”

Don't quit scratching his head slightly shyly, and his scalp is sizzling: "Now the little monk has realized the true meaning of what the ancients said, 'It is better to read ten thousand books than to travel ten thousand miles', that is, you must read ten thousand books before you go to travel ten thousand miles. ”

Peng Li stood in front of the two of them, and after listening to the "tirade" of the unquit, he showed a very strange smile: "Little monk, you know a lot." It's just that the current Kuzhu Village has been moved, and the opposite side has been changed to a tourist attraction, which is an ancient town. ”

Xie Xiaolou stared at the bamboos and asked, "Could this bamboo really be bitter?" ”

Peng Li smiled: "You go and try it." ”

Of course, Xie Xiaolou would not be stupid enough to lick a wild bamboo, and deliberately said in a weird manner: "You have lived here for so many years, don't you know?" ”

Peng Li said while leading the way: "No matter how long Lao Tzu lives, he will not become a panda." ”

The three of them stopped talking, and followed Peng Li along the edge of the canyon through the jungle, it was almost eight o'clock, the morning sun was still hiding in the clouds, and the mountain air was mixed with a refreshing and pleasant breeze.

"Here we are." Peng Li stopped first.

Xie Xiaolou looked around, still in a jungle, and just wanted to ask, he saw Peng Li put down his backpack and took out a thick red mountaineering rope from it, with an iron lock ring at each end, Peng Li fastened a section of the iron lock to a tree trunk, and then pulled it twice.

"I'll go down first, and you follow."

Holy, this is going to be airborne?

Xie Xiaolou is so big, he has only seen extreme athletes do similar actions on TV, and now he can't help but be a little nervous if he wants to experience it for himself.

"I said, don't you Peng family have any other way?" Xie Xiaolou felt that there should be more than one way to go to Peng's house, and now it was easy to go down from the mountain, but how to come up from below? Are all mountaineering experts?

"Yes, but it's too far over there, and this is the shortest way." Peng Li said, and threw the other end of the rope down towards the Kuzhu River, because the other end of the climbing rope was also covered with this iron lock, so as soon as he threw it out, it hung straight on the outside of the canyon cliff.

Then, Peng Li pulled the rope and slowly kicked down the cliff.

Xie Xiaolou and Bujie walked to the edge of the cliff and stretched out their heads to look down, only to see Peng Li descending step by step, and soon the two of them only saw the top of Peng Li's head, and the whole person seemed to shrink into a dot the size of a ping pong ball.

Immediately after Peng Li's legs glared, the trunk of the tree held by the rope made a slight "squeak" sound, Xie Xiaolou and the two turned around nervously to look, the tree did not move, only some leaves fell down.

"No problem, right?" Xie Xiaolou stepped forward and touched the trunk of the tree uneasily, the tree was probably as thick as an elephant's leg, but fortunately, the rhizome got acquainted, and Xie Xiaolou did not find any signs of loosening.

"Master Peng greeted below, is it Lord Xie Shi you first or the little monk first?" Bujie, who was standing on the side of the mountain, turned his head and asked.

Xie Xiaolou lived to be twenty years old, and he felt that he was not afraid of heaven and earth, only poverty and the government, and now he suddenly found that he still had one thing to fear - fear of heights.

He was embarrassed to say it just now, but when he walked to the side of the mountain and looked down, he felt his legs tremble.

"You... You put it first, and I'll help you pull the rope. Xie Xiaolou made up a temporary reason.

Bujie nodded slightly, pulled the climbing rope neatly, and was just about to go down, when he suddenly thought of something, stared at Xie Xiaolou and said, "Could it be that the donor is afraid?" ”

"Who... Who said that you go down... I'll come..." Xie Xiaolou pretended to be calm.

Without a smile, he put down the rope he had been holding onto, and said, "The donor said this, but his eyes flickered, obviously he was afraid. ”

"The Buddha said: The devil is born from the heart, the reason why you are afraid is because you can't overcome the fear of the unknown in your heart, all the appearances are false, if you see everything is not the same, then you see it, Xie don't have to be so nervous, because fear will also turn into the power of self-grasping."

Xie Xiaolou wanted to let him go down first if he didn't quit, he was so nervous that he couldn't do it, and he couldn't hear what he said in the second half of the quit: "What kind of demon... What phase... What is ego, I only want to think about me now..."

ignored Xie Xiaolou, but grabbed the rope with one hand and walked towards Xie Xiaolou: "Let the little monk help the donor expel the demon in his body!" ”

"You... What are you going to do..." Before Xie Xiaolou could react, he had already been tied around his armpit with a mountaineering rope a few times, and then Bujie picked him up with both hands and put him on the edge of the cliff.

Xie Xiaolou's face was like ashes: "I... I'm scared..."

He clasped his hands together and said, "Donor, don't worry." Then he muttered a mantra, spit out the word "she" and slapped it on Xie Xiaolou's head.

"The little monk's renunciation of the word can not only drive away the evil qi of the human body, but also help the mind to clarify and clarify, but to eliminate distracting thoughts and stabilize the mind."

Not to mention, with the palm print of Bu Jie, Xie Xiaolou only felt a peaceful breath coming in from the door of his head, and then gathered all over his body, indescribably comfortable, and the tense muscles around his body slowly relaxed.

"Drink!" Bu Qu shouted with the anger of the dantian, and then pushed Xie Xiaolou out of the cliff.

There was an echo from the opposite side, and a few birds were startled in the woods.

"Wow~" Xie Xiaolou's little heart that had just relaxed suddenly tightened again due to the panic of weightlessness, and the river breeze blowing in his ears made his scalp cold.

"What the hell is called, it's a shame." Peng Li didn't know the cause and effect below, and only heard Xie Xiaolou's shout, which was no less than the loud shout of the unquit.

"Going to die, going to die." Xie Xiaolou's eyes were closed, his facial features shrunk into a lump, and he instinctively stretched out his feet and stepped on the cliff in front of him.

A few stones fell down with a clatter, splashing a few waves in the Kuzhu River.

"Don't be afraid!" Bujie grabbed the climbing rope with both hands, the green tendons on his arms were bulging, and shouted at Xie Xiaolou.

At this time, the two were already about twenty meters apart, and grabbing the rope with both hands made Xie Xiaolou hover in the air.

Hearing the shout of the unquit, Xie Xiaolou seemed to have taken a reassuring pill, and then slowly opened his eyes, he held the rope tightly, looked at eye level, tried not to look down, thinking about the movements of those extreme athletes in his mind, his legs tentatively bent and kicked, and with the help of the unquit, he finally slowly began to move downward.

This rhythm was maintained for about ten minutes, Xie Xiaolou was sweating profusely, and his hair was wet at the roots, before he finally saw Peng Li.

"It's useless." Peng Li grabbed Xie Xiaolou by one foot with a look of disdain and pulled him in.

Xie Xiaolou's legs trembled uncontrollably, and he didn't feel solid until he stepped on the solid ground.

"People... They all have weaknesses..." Xie Xiaolou had a hard mouth.

"Then you have a bit of a weakness." Peng Li said as he untied the rope around Xie Xiaolou's body, then pulled it twice and threw it outward, signaling that he could come down without quitting.

Xie Xiaolou steadied his mind and opened his eyes, only to find that this was a cave located halfway up the mountain.

Then I heard a few squirming sounds, and some sand and gravel fell outside the cave, and I saw the unstoppable swinging in.

Peng Li looked up at Bujie: "Good skills." ”

It's only been a few minutes, and he climbed the rope into the hole without quitting, and sure enough, he has been practicing his family since he was a child, and his skills are extraordinary, and suddenly Xie Xiaolou only felt that people were more popular than people.

Bujie stood up and patted the dust: "Please continue to lead the way." ”

Xie Xiaolou's eyes widened, and he looked him up and down as if he didn't know him: "It's only been a long time since you came down." ”

He smiled shyly: "The mountain where the little monk practiced in the past is much steeper than this. (To be continued.) )