Chapter 233: The Bamboo House in the Heart of the Lake

Xu Ying didn't even look at him, and rode his horse past him, but he chased directly in the direction of the carriage, and the dust and pebbles splashed his robe.

Lu Cheng coughed lightly, calmly flicked the hem of his clothes, and saw that there was no one left and right, and then turned to leave.

Su Xiaojiu was lying at the window with the dumplings, and Gu Yu enthusiastically introduced them to the scenery in the distance.

This place is called Hushi Mountain, because there is a big stone on it that looks like a sleeping tiger, there is called Yunmen Cave, it is a natural karst cave inside, it is warm in winter and cool in summer, it looks white and there is a lime cliff, it is the place where lime was burned in the village before, but it was abandoned later, because there are too few people in the village, and the kiln is very troublesome

is not very old, but he has a lot of talent as a tour guide, especially when he tells some myths and stories that have been circulated, which is even more fascinating, and several small groups are fascinated by it.

There are many stories that even Han Lu has never heard, and he is very dissatisfied at the same time, why he has been here for so long, but Gu Yu has never told him this

After turning a few corners, I saw a white mist rising in front of me, and the warm water vapor mixed with the smell of rotten eggs came to my face, which was the largest hot spring in the vicinity, called Jade Pond.

"Hey, there's a small house on the water, it's so beautiful"

This time Mo Hong was the first to get out of the carriage, excitedly pointing to the bamboo house in the middle of the water, jumping around on the carriage, Su Xiaojiu was frightened, and hurriedly stretched out his hand to pick her up, but saw that the little ball had already opened his little hand towards Xiao Jing next to the carriage, and said softly "Hug"

Xiao Jing had lingering palpitations about this heavy meat dumpling, and sure enough, he saw her little fat hand pointing to the bamboo house, urging "Uncle Flyer go there, go there"

"I'm going too"

Mo Yao was afraid that he would be left behind, the bamboo house looked very interesting, it was different from all the houses he had lived in, it was suspended at the bottom, only four pillars were supported in the water, and there was a circle of white tents around it, gently swaying with the heat of the water, like a place where the gods lived

Su Xiaojiu also stretched his neck with interest to look at the hut, and said that the person who built this bamboo house was really elegant, and he actually chose a lake center, and there was no pontoon bridge to walk around, like an isolated island, and like a paradise, blocked by the heat of the world.

It's just that the bamboo house is in the middle of the water, and the water around it will not be too deep

"No, I've been here before, and there's a nest of shallow water at the back of the house, just like a natural bath, where adults and children can enter."

After speaking, he said, "The person who built the bamboo house should have chosen there because of this." ”

Su Xiaojiu was deeply admired, "I really want to meet the person who built this bamboo house." ”

Through the white curtain, he couldn't see the furnishings inside, Su Xiaojiu looked around, and didn't find any other places for people to change clothes, maybe the hut was the dressing room

That's too unfriendly for those of them who don't know how to do light work

There are no floaters nearby

She was thinking about how to pass, her body suddenly rose into the air, and in fright, her hands hugged an object on her side tightly, and there was a coaxing laughter from the dumplings around her, "Oh, Uncle Flyer, hugging Wine and Sister, getting married"

what

When she came back to her senses, she found that she was in Xiao Jing's arms, and her hand was tightly wrapping Xiao Jing's neck

"Why don't you let me go quickly?"

Xiao Jing's hands were like steel rings, he didn't move at all, and his always steady voice was joking, "Okay, then you can swim over by yourself."

"Then why do you want to send me first?"

Although it is not the first time to hug, it is the first time to be in front of others, especially children, even if she is thick-skinned, she is still a little embarrassed.

Seeing that her IQ was not online for the first time, Xiao Jing chuckled, "Then who do you say you should send first?"

Su Xiaojiu really looked at the dumplings one by one, they were all children of a few years old, and he didn't feel at ease about who would send him over alone, so he silently retracted his neck and let him send him to the center of the lake.

The scene here is much more beautiful than the shore.

Everywhere seems to be surrounded by Miao Miao's fairy qi, because the water is hot, and it will not feel cold here, the bamboo house stretches out a platform forward, only less than half a meter above the water surface, and you can just put your feet into the hot spring water when you sit down, and I don't know who came up with such a brilliant idea

She played the role of a fairy in the middle of the lake comfortably, but poor Xiao Jing was like an ant moving, not only to send the dumplings over one by one, but also to carry the clothes and food they brought, and it took half a column of incense to finish.

In the middle of the bamboo house, a white curtain is intimately hung, which should be a place for men and women to change clothes, and several of them are children, and they don't care much about the transparency of the curtain.

In order to soak in the hot springs, everyone brought special dirty clothes, Gu Yu didn't, Su Xiaojiu took Mo Yao's set for her, and took another one for Han Lu, anyway, they are all about the same height, and it is suitable to wear them.

Han Lu refused to wear it, and said disdainfully, "We people in the rivers and lakes have always been informal, and you see who is still wearing clothes in the bath."

Gu Yu smacked him, "It's really cheeky, we have a few little girls, can't you avoid it?"

"What's the matter, I'm not still wearing a pair of shorts?"

Su Xiaojiu changed Hong'er's clothes on the side of the curtain, and smiled when he heard his words, how old a person is, and a person from the rivers and lakes

So he smiled and said, "Then tell me, what are the rivers and lakes and what are the people in the rivers and lakes?"

"The rivers and lakes are not the people of the rivers and lakes, or the people who have traveled all over the rivers, lakes and seas."

Xiao Jing had nothing to do, and decided to hit him, "Little brat, I think you have been to this hot spring pool."

"Don't look down on people, not only have I been to many places, but I also have my own sword, don't believe me"

Han Lu was anxious, and took the small sword he was carrying out of his pocket and handed it to him, trying his best to prove that he was not lying "give"

Mo Yao had already jumped into the water, and he also followed over to hold his stinky feet, "Really, really, the boss's sword is powerful."

"Oh"

People who practice martial arts are naturally fond of all kinds of weapons, and seeing that they are serious, Xiao Jing couldn't help but be interested, took the small sword in his hand and looked at it for a long time, and suddenly unsheathed the sword and sharpened it at a piece of bamboo sticking out of the bamboo house.

Almost unhindered, the bamboo broke off and fell to the ground with a crisp sound.

Su Xiaojiu was stunned, "Oh my God, this sword is so sharp"

The bamboo was almost as thick as her ankles, and under that sword, it was like tofu, and everything was broken in a light light

Thinking that Mo Yao had borrowed it to play with it in the morning, Su Xiaojiu was a little afraid, and hurriedly instructed him, "Your Highness, we can't play with it in the future, it's too dangerous." ”

This guy sharpens his fingers like cutting leeks, not a child of a few years old, and this Uncle Han's heart is too big, so he let Han Lu take it with him every day.

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