Chapter 107: Forgetting Worries

Xiao Loli bent her eyes into a small crescent moon, reached out and took off the small bamboo tube, and looked inside, and sure enough, it was another paper roll.

As usual, she unfolded it eagerly, and when she looked, she saw that the paper was still the crooked and weird-looking handwriting of the big villain, and Xiao Loli looked at it intently, only to see that it was written:

A stream of clear water is blue, and ten miles of peach blossoms bloom. I am the Lord here, and I will come back by boat.

Little sister, far, far away, there is a stream like ours. The water of that creek is as clear and lovely as the water of our creek. Even the banks of the creek are lined with green trees like ours here.

On the edge of the brook lived a man who fished for a living, and every morning and evening, he came and went by boat. But one day, something strange happened.

I don't know if it was a nap or something, but the man was sitting in a boat and paddling in the brook, when suddenly he found that the brook was no longer the brook it used to be—on the edge of the stream, it was no longer a green tree, but a flower tree.

At that time, it was March and April, and the two sides of the strait were full of flowers, colorful flowers, and indescribably beautiful. (Little Loli laughed when he saw this, and his brother used strange words again)

The man felt very strange, so he drove the boat on and went on to see where it leads.

The boat flowed along the stream, and before I knew it, it was drifting farther and farther away, and slowly came to the end of the stream. At the end of the stream is a mountain, and a small opening peeks out of the mountain. The fisherman abandoned the boat and walked through this small mouth into the mountains.

After walking for a while, my eyes suddenly opened up. What unfolds in front of this fisherman is as if there is another world independent of the world.

Here, the sky is high and the clouds are light, and the trees are lush and the wind is leisurely.

When the fishermen arrived, it was morning. The sun rises from the distant earth, and through the clouds, it lays a series of colorful rainbow bridges between the heavens and the earth. These rainbow bridges, both virtual and real, appear from afar and disappear from afar. From time to time, men and women dressed in beautiful but strange clothes strolled along the bridge, walked and walked, and then disappeared.

The fisherman was amazed and stunned. (Little Loli was also stunned when she saw this.) In fact, before she stayed, there was another reader who also stayed. ）

When he was stunned, he looked at it while walking in the direction of those rainbow bridges, walking and walking, and before he knew it, he walked on a rainbow bridge. From time to time, people dressed in strange clothes walked past him, but they walked past him as if they hadn't seen him.

Until he walked to the middle of this Hongqiao, an unusually beautiful woman suddenly stopped beside him, turned her head to ask, and asked him softly as if she were talking to an old friend, "Are you okay outside?"

The fisherman was stunned for a long time before he hurriedly said, "Okay"

The woman smiled and bowed slightly, then turned and walked forward. The fisherman followed her as if in a dream, and walked forward without a single step.

I don't know how far I walked, the Hongqiao suddenly turned from real to virtual, and the fisherman screamed and fell from the high sky to the ground. (Seeing this, Xiao Loli also screamed, pulled out a hand, and patted his little chest.) ）

Falling from such a height, the fisherman did nothing. It's just that when he stood up and looked up again at the front and back to the sky, he found that where did Hongqiao come from? Where did the men and women come from?

The bridges, the people, all gone

This man was very strange, and of course he would not go back there, but decided to wait here, and he wanted to wait until tomorrow morning to have a look.

In the morning, those Hongqiao and those people really appeared again

The fisherman was very excited, and he didn't know why, but he just stepped again, trying to find a rainbow bridge and walk on it again. Perhaps, there will be another person who will come to him for questioning? And he decided, if no one asked him, he would take them by the hand and ask them

But something strange happened.

The fisherman, in any case, did not find a rainbow bridge that led to the ground. Those bridges, the lowest position, also hung high in the air.

So on this day, the fisherman looked up in fascination as the men and women in mid-air walked over the bridges from time to time. Some of them walked alone, some walked together in twos and threes, talking, laughing. But they all didn't see him, even when he was closest to him, jumping on the ground and shouting loudly. ,

Unconsciously, time passed, until the sun rose to mid-heaven, and those rainbow bridges once again changed from real to virtual, disappearing between heaven and earth, and the fisherman still did not find the rainbow bridge that could pick up his foot.

The fisherman decided to wait here.

This stay, unconsciously, is another four days.

On the first day, he forgot to rejoice.

The next day, he forgot about his anger.

On the third day, he forgot his worries.

On the fourth day, he forgot his sorrows.

It wasn't until the fifth day, the seventh day that the fisherman came here, that he suddenly remembered that he was going out to fish, and the fisherman woke up from a dream, turned around hurriedly, found the direction he had come, and walked out.

As he was about to go outside, the fisherman saw a line carved into the stone wall where he had entered, which looked like words, and he could not read, so he kept them in his mind and asked them when he was about to go out.

As he had come, the fisherman walked out of the cave, found the boat he had tied outside, and sailed back. He was afraid that he would forget the way here, so he marked a mark by the stream every other section.

That's it, all the way back home. The fisherman found a bard who had come to their town and drew him the lines that had been written in his head. The bard told him that it was indeed a line of words. The words are:

Don't worry, don't worry, boating, travel here. The wind is welcome, the water is sent, the soil is inherited, and the fire is also sinked. The sun hangs down, the moon flows, and the four elements are around the body.

The bard became strange and asked the fisherman, where did the word come from?

The fisherman sued him, and invited him, and tomorrow they went together.

The bard happily agreed.

The next day, they sailed in the boat, one after the other, looking for the mark carved yesterday, and slowly rowed forward. It's just that as I walked, those marks suddenly disappeared, and no matter what, I couldn't find them.

This fisherman had no choice but to rely on the memory of yesterday and move forward by boat. It's just that no matter if you turn left or right, where can you still find yesterday's road?

Eventually, they returned.

The fisherman was so busy every day that he soon forgot about it. The bard, however, kept it in mind. He organized a large number of people to search carefully around every corner along the stream that the fisherman had spoken.

It took them a great deal of time until they had searched all the tributaries of the creek, but where could they find the place that the fisherman had spoken?

It was the fisherman who never forgot about it later. As soon as he had free time, he went out by boat, and searched all the places in the brook that he thought were possible, but he could not find that place again.

......

The words on paper, that's it. A long, zigzag line is drawn underneath. Is that the creek that my brother painted? Little Loli smiled slightly, but the line written down by the fisherman in the story turned in his mind:

Don't worry, don't worry, boating, travel here. The wind is welcome, the water is sent, the soil is inherited, and the fire is also sinked. The sun hangs down, the moon flows, and the four elements are around the body.

Thinking about it, the corners of Xiao Loli's mouth smiled inexplicably, but she was stupid.

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