Xiyun ran for a while, then stopped, holding his chest in his hands, panting. When her breath gradually stabilized, she turned her head and looked at the road she had just come, it was empty, and she couldn't help but feel a little lost. She turned back in three steps, but she still couldn't see that person again.

After walking for a while, Xiyun saw a faint red light not far ahead, and he was happy in his heart, could it have arrived. She took three steps and two steps towards the light. What caught her eye was a four-cornered pavilion, the light of which was emitted by two long red lanterns under the eaves of the pavilion. The wooden pavilion is covered with green glazed tiles, and the green eaves are like jewels embedded in this pink cherry blossom forest.

This pavilion is just in the middle of the two gables, there are four little monks standing in the pavilion, all holding lanterns in their hands, she stepped forward and said that the yin came to the meaning, one of the little monks took her to the mountain behind the pavilion, it turned out that behind the pavilion was a small cave, although it was a lot of dawn outside at this time, but there was no little monk to guide the way, the cave was still pitch black.

After the cave, the vision suddenly widened, but the left side of the road is no longer a gable, but a cliff, the side of the road is still pink cherry blossom trees, Xiyun stopped, wanting to see the mountain scenery with a different cave, seeing that the little monk still continued to move forward, did not stop, Xiyun was reluctant to catch up.

Along this road, walk a few miles, the road gradually becomes narrow, after a while, at the end of the path, there is a pavilion, only to see the building is a stone city wall, there is an arch under the wall, the wall is a three-story overlapping house made of bamboo, the first floor, there is a circle of bamboo fence in front, there is a plaque hanging under the eaves in the middle, and the three big characters of "Ju Ya Ge" are clearly visible; On the second floor, there is a door in the middle, the third floor is twice as tall as the other floors, and the inner room is smaller than the downstairs, with more bamboo fences than the second floor. A red lantern hangs under the eaves of each floor, and the lantern sways in the breeze like a fairy in the mountains and forests. Compared with the glazed tile pavilion just now, this pavilion looks fresh and elegant.

The little monk did not take her under the arch, but led her to a small door on the right side of the stone wall, "Donor, you can enter from here." After speaking, the little monk saluted Xiyun and left.

Xiyun was a little foggy, so she had to explore it by herself, and when she pushed the door open, she saw an oil lamp on the side of the door, and there was a staircase on the side, and there was a burst of footsteps above the stairs, which turned out to be the stairs to the attic.

Xiyun, who was just about to go upstairs, heard the voice of Liu Hun, the housekeeper of Liufu, and stopped her steps, thinking that she would definitely be recognized when she went up. Liu Hun, who was dressed in a blue robe, had a small goatee and thin cheeks, and did not show fatigue because of staying up late, with a pair of energetic eyes, staring at every move of several maids, directing them to put the tea sets and supplies in place one by one.

Xiyun thought for a while, and waited until there were many people before mixing in. Now, she's going to find a place where she can't easily be spotted.

Xiyun quietly retreated from the side door and looked around, as if there was no suitable place to hide. So, Xiyun walked to the arch. Behind the archway, on the right side there is a large open space, on the edge of which are three square stone tables, one with two stone stools; On the left, there is a pavilion, also made of bamboo, perched on a large rock with stone steps on both sides of the rock that can be climbed up and down.

Seeing this situation, Xiyun had a headache, this didn't seem to be a good place to hide, she looked left and right, and suddenly found that there was a crack between the rocks in front of her, she didn't have time to think about it, so she hurriedly ran over. When I looked closer, I saw what kind of slit it was, and it seemed to be a downward staircase.

Under the shade of the trees, the sun cast dappled shadows on the stone steps, and the mountain wind blew unknown sounds from time to time, Xiyun was a little scared, but now there was no other place to hide, she was bold, held on to the rock wall, and slowly walked down the stone steps. After walking for a while, she turned to look behind her, and there was no longer a gap in sight, no one should notice her here. So, she sat down on the steps and waited patiently.

"Cuixiang, why can't you come here at this time, when did this girl become so unruly." In the Ju Ya Pavilion, Liu Hun was chattering, the maid who was drugged by Xiyun, thinking about going back and admonishing her. Before he had time to think about it, Liu Rencheng's voice came from downstairs, Liu Hun went downstairs and saluted Liu Rencheng.

There is a wooden door under the stone arch of Ju Ya Ge, and behind the door is a staircase leading to the top, and the little monk leads them from under the door to the upper floor.

After Liu Rencheng went upstairs, he saw that the first floor had been arranged by Liu Hun, and the things had been properly placed, and he nodded with satisfaction. In a short time, there were already about 20 people in Ju Ya Ge, and the strange thing was that they did not greet each other, and occasionally when they met acquaintances, they also bowed their hands, and they walked away without gossiping. It seems to be a convention, everyone is very comfortable to do their own thing, and they are not confined to secular etiquette, and there is a quiet and peaceful atmosphere in the air.

In the first floor, there is an incense case in the middle, and several rows of futons are neatly placed on both sides, and there is a small square table in the middle of several futons, on which a tea set is placed. A few groups of people sat on it, sipping tea and pondering.

The second floor without any case furnishings, in the middle is a vacant lot, only to see that the walls are hung all around a piece of words, close look, the original wall is displayed are cursive text panels, each word is different in pen and ink, the lines are different, obviously, this is not from the same hand. It turned out that these calligraphy and paintings were all written by the participants, but there was no payment on them. When they received the "invitation letter", they were asked to bring their own cursive script, which was also based on the theme of the debate of the annual "cherry blossom viewing party".

A few people wandered around the room to admire, nodding or shaking their heads in front of the text panels from time to time.

There is only a simple desk in the room on the third floor, on which are placed the four treasures of the study, which is prepared for people who want to improvise poems. Inside the building, the windows are open all around, and the wind blows in through the windows, which is a little cool. However, this cold air was ignored by the stunning scenery outside the window. A few people were standing in front of the railing, looking out. As far as the eye can see, a piece of cherry blossom red is like a blanket spread in this green mountain, dotted with this lonely mountain forest, and thrown into the heart lake of the viewer. When someone saw this scene, he walked to the desk and began to wave ink.

When everyone was appreciating flowers, or appreciating words, or meditating, a gong sounded, attracting everyone's attention.