The closer you get to the bottom of the mountain, the more pedestrians there are. Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info sure enough, as Zhou Jiulang said, people riding carriages or horses were blocked on the road.

"Or you are meticulous, know to inquire first. Otherwise, we're going to be blocked. Nie Xiaofan followed Zhou Jiulang, who was opening the way in front, and praised him sincerely.

Zhou Jiulang was very useful, and said with a smile: "That's it, I call it thick and fine." Go out and see the weather, and never get wet in the rain in your life!"

Nie Xiaofan was stunned: "Is this a common saying?"

Zhou Jiulang turned around and said seriously: "This is a common saying. I speak as a colloquialism. ”

Nie Xiaofan burst out laughing and stretched out a thumbs up to Zhou Jiulang.

"Be careful..."

Zhou Jiulang shouted suddenly, and then stretched out his hand to pull Nie Xiaofan, Nie Xiaofan stood firm and looked back, it turned out to be a few half-sized boys playing, and a boy was about to crash into Nie Xiaofan, Zhou Jiulang pulled her forward. By this time, the boy had already fallen into a.

"Let's go. Zhou Jiulang took Nie Xiaofan's hand and left there quickly.

Before Nie Xiaofan could understand too much, he was dragged out of the crowd by Zhou Jiulang. Then I heard a few heart-rending cries from behind...

"My son... Are you alright?

The voice was particularly harsh in the crowd. Nie Xiaofan was secretly glad that they were walking fast enough.

"You're not scared, are you?" asked Zhou Jiulang with concern.

Nie Xiaofan shook his head. There are some surprises, but it is not enough to be frightened.

Zhou Jiulang said again: "I'll tell you, just this kind of boy who is rampant in the crowd. must have been spoiled by Lao Tzu Niang. If you encounter it, you have to leave quickly, or you will be disgusted!"

Zhou Jiulang said the truth, but Nie Xiaofan looked at his back.

When this man was a child, I heard that he was also very mixed. Even now, the name "Demon King of the Mixed World" still accompanies him.

When he was a child, he was probably a spoiled baby. And at that time, his father was only one of his sons, and his parents thought that they were very affectionate.

It's just that today's Zhou Jiulang is sometimes a little confused, but I have to say that he rarely has a squishy temperament. At least along the way, the three of them have been taken care of by him.

Is it because of his mother's death that he has become so reliable and sensible now?

Zhou Jiulang's mother...

Nie Xiaofan searched hard in his memory. It seems that the original owner of the young man had met it once, that time, when he went to Zhou's house to see the bride. He is a person who is very gentle and subtle in his words and actions. The purse that Zhou Jiulang gave to the original owner seems to have been made by her.

A gentle and smiling face appeared in Nie Xiaofan's mind, and she suddenly felt a little distressed about Zhou Jiulang.

When did his mother die? It seems like five or six years ago. Nie Xiaofan can't remember clearly. She only remembered that the original owner was a small group at that time, and she cried late at night for Zhou Jiulang losing his mother...

Nie Xiaofan thought about this, and suddenly realized that Zhou Jiulang had taken her hand and walked through one crowd after another, one street after another.

Nie Xiaofan was careful and a little unnatural, and slowly withdrew his hand.

She hoped that Zhou Jiulang would not notice.

However, how could Zhou Jiulang not be aware?

He smiled all the way and led her, carefully avoiding all the crowds. He coveted the warmth of her palm. Nie Xiaofan withdrew his hand, his hand was empty, but he still kept the gesture of holding it and was stunned in mid-air. The cold wind blew in the palm of his hand, and that little bit of warmth quickly dissipated.

How could he not be aware?

Zhou Jiulang's smile froze on his face, and he turned his head to look at Nie Xiaofan.

Nie Xiaofan smiled apologetically, but Zhou Jiulang didn't speak.

It's kind of embarrassing...

Nie Xiaofan touched his hair and said casually: "Let's go... Why don't you leave?"

Since the embarrassment can't be explained, then simply don't mention this stubble.

Zhou Jiulang didn't mention this stubble, and said with a smile: "Follow me, don't get lost." ”

Nie Xiaofan smiled again.

The embarrassment of holding hands for the first time was masked by this smile.

A few people came to the foot of the mountain, and there was a huge deciduous building.

Just to give passers-by who are about to go up and down the mountain to rest and drink herbal tea.

Xia Yue and Zhou Qiaoqiao booked a private room on the third floor of the Fallen Leaf Building. At that time, Zhou Qiaoqiao was standing by the window, and Nie Xiaofan and Zhou Jiulang saw her as soon as they arrived.

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"I'm tired to death..."Nie Xiaofan climbed up to the third floor and collapsed on the chair.

Xia Yue took a cup of herbal tea and offered it at the right time: "Miss Xiaofan, I am not right for the right person, and I collided with you." I hope you have a lot of them. Don't worry about me..."

Nie Xiaofan was dumbfounded, taking Xia Yue's tea like a puppet, and his mouth had not closed in surprise. His eyes rolled to look at Zhou Qiaoqiao, who was light and breezy.

"Awesome!" Nie Xiaofan boasted in his heart.

Zhou Qiaoqiao watched all this quietly throughout the whole process. She didn't think it was too great, anyway, Xia Yue couldn't beat her. If he doesn't obey and apologize, she can beat him down at any time!

"There are so many people here, it's hard for you to go to the private room. Zhou Jiulang said with a smile.

Xia Yue said: "We haven't decided yet, but we spent some more silver and exchanged it with someone." Although the facilities in this deciduous pavilion are not much different from ordinary teahouses and restaurants, the good thing is that together with the wind, you can see the fallen leaves of the sacred tree sprinkled all over the sky. It's better than blooming in a thousand years..."

Nie Xiaofan suddenly became interested: "The Divine Tree will still bloom, what do the leaves look like?" In front of the Divine Tree, the small friction between several young people became insignificant again.

Speaking of this, Zhou Jiulang knew a lot: "I heard that the sacred tree is very big, and more than a dozen adults can hold hands in a circle before they can hug it.

The leaves of the sacred tree are as boneless and soft as willow leaves. But it's not a willow tree... In a word... Not your average tree. And it blooms as soon as it is a thousand years old... But it seems like it's just a legend... The most amazing thing is that the sacred tree dies when it leaves its roots. Many people want to take the branches of the sacred tree and plant them at home, but without exception, they become dead branches when they leave the roots. This wish had to be frustrated. ”

Zhou Qiaoqiao thought for a while and said, "It's strange that I came all the way and saw many people with dead branches in front of their doors. I think it's a branch of the sacred tree. These people are so weird. What do you do when you take down a dry branch?"

Nie Xiaofan also had this question.

Xia Yue said: "I heard my mother tell a local legend of a Qingzhou person... Forget it, you don't believe it. Xia Yue wanted to speak and stopped.

Nie Xiaofan wanted to urge him to finish speaking, but he didn't want a gust of wind to blow at this time.

"The gale is coming... Come and see the fallen leaves..."

The teahouse was boiling, and the shouts were louder than the wind.

Several people also hurried to the window, only to see the fallen leaves falling from the sky. The leaves resemble willow leaves, but they are softer than willow leaves and come in a variety of colors. Red, yellow, green. The overwhelming wind brought down was like a rain of fallen leaves. The scene was spectacular.

"It is worthy of the Qingzhou Sacred Tree. With the fallen leaf bento has this reputation!" Nie Xiaofan sighed.

(To be continued.) )