The clouds are shrouded, and the finches are flying. On the lonely mountain, there is a house made of wood for some years, and there is a wooden chair on the front porch of the house, and the old man in the wooden chair squints his eyes and shakes his fan to repel mosquitoes.

"How many times have you said, don't pour water on the leaves, but on the roots, the roots! And where do you step on it? Do you want to cover the soil tightly, let the plants die, and starve me, an old man, so that no one will restrain you from being happy again? ”

Although the old man was reprimanded, his face was filled with kindness, because the object of the reprimand was his grandson, Xiao Huan.

Xiao Huan pouted dissatisfiedly: "Do you personally demonstrate?" ”

"The old arms and legs are broken, and they are estimated to be broken at every turn, so ......"

"If you don't want to move, if you want to be served, just take it, don't chirp, it's annoying!"

"Hey, you little guy, do you still have my grandfather in your eyes!"

"The grandfather in my mind is a beautiful man with a full stomach and a good demeanor, not an old man who is full of alcohol and swallows clouds and fog." Xiao Huan pointed out unceremoniously.

"You! Believe it or not, I'm not going to tell you a story today! ”

"Don't don't, don't don't, grandpa, if you have any orders, just mention it, the little legs and feet are very neat." Xiao Huan sneered.

"Oh, smoke."

Xiao Huan dragged the brim of his straw hat, offered a gray-brown cigarette gun in one hand, and kindled the fire with each other.

The old man took a deep breath, then exhaled the smoke through his nose, spreading his limbs happily and covering his cloudy eyes.

"Your grandfather, I, when I was not in seclusion, but a big man, the graceful and graceful jade tree in the wind, with a wave of his hand, thousands of troops and horses to the east and west, I wore gold and silver, riding a high-headed horse to command, how majestic and majestic. There used to be a lot of girls who came up and wanted to get close, but I rejected them with righteous words......"

Xiao Huan said in his heart that you can blow it, no one will break it anyway.

"After all, at that time, I was a closed disciple of the deputy sect master of a sect, so I naturally had to act uprightly, guard myself like jade, and establish an unattainable image of a genius. Phew, I was a genius. ”

"So how did you get there?" Xiao Huan asked.

"You can ask me about it, outsiders say it's because of my amazing and gorgeous cultivation talent, in fact, grandpa told you in his heart, I was forced to apprentice because I was too handsome." The old man raised his head haughtily.

Xiao Huan looked at his grandfather, although there was still a faint heroic spirit between his eyebrows, but on the whole, he had been beaten by the years and wrinkled, shriveled and empty, his muscles atrophied, his bones were a little bulging, and his forehead was ...... Tsk, the frost and snow are sparse, barren and empty, very wise.

It's really hard to imagine grandpa as such a stunning man.

"If you're so thriving, why do you want to live in seclusion?"

The old man's body froze, and a deep furrow twisted between his eyebrows.

“…… Haven't I said it many times, I am tired of the world, I am tired of the world, I want to get the pure land of the soul, I really do what I need, I don't have to be camping, I don't have to have any scruples, I spend the rest of my life happily. ”

"Then why is it just you and me, Mom and Dad?" Xiao Huan pressed forward step by step.

The old man's lips pursed into a line, the constantly shaking pu fan stopped, and he opened his cloudy eyes to look at Xiao Huan. "You're talking to me again, ghostly child, I'll really have to watch out for you in the future. All I can tell you is that you are definitely not a child of both parents now. He added, "It's not just that you're dead, but your parents are sound." And don't ask this kind of question in the future, I won't tell you. ”

"So, what's down the hill?" Xiao Huan asked.

“…… There are demons and demons, there are big bad wolves who love to deceive people, there are little red riding hoods who love to eat children, there is a gray sky, a barren land where no grass grows, snakes and insects are rampant, spiders are rampant, blood flows like rivers, stumps and broken arms, and the irritable old king...... Anyway, it's terrible, it's terrible, it's dark, it's dark, it's not like here, the sun is always shining, and everything is always high-spirited. One heaven, one hell. ”

"Do you want to farm under the mountain?"

"Yes, nonsense, the people there have to water five miles of land a day, and they can only eat one bowl of rice in addition to ten miles of grass. It's bitter, bitter. ”

The old man said in his heart that you don't know that you haven't been to the bottom of the mountain anyway, and you can't tell the truth from the fake no matter how foolish I am.

In short, he didn't want Xiao Huan to think of going down the mountain, so that Xiao Huan wouldn't fall into deceit......

"Then why don't you bring your mom and dad together and enjoy the happiness together?" Xiao Huan's eyes were full of purity.

"This, that, sleepiness suddenly swept in, go and go, don't disturb your grandfather's sleep."

The old man pushed Xiao Huan away, he looked to the far east, and the sharp color of the eagle falcon lingered in his eyes for a long time.

"Yes, sixteen years have passed, and you must still be alive!"

Yin and yin are words of blessing, but they are like grinding teeth and allowing blood.

……

"Sleep, sleep, sleep, eat and drink all day long, drink and sleep, and return Yushu Linfeng beautiful boy, I'm bah, how do people who contradict themselves when they talk strategize, how do they do the commander, the old scoundrel who brags and doesn't make drafts." Xiao Huan held a dog's tail grass in his mouth, and dangled through the forest with his hands behind his back.

He lay down suddenly, knee-deep in the grass and looked up at the blue sky, where there was a white ink painting.

In a trance, he couldn't tell whether this was a dream or reality.

Speaking of which, he is sixteen years old, and he already has the stature of an adult, but everywhere he goes, he is still only a lonely mountain on the soles of his feet.

He was no longer the innocent boy who thought the moon was running after him, and the narrowness and narrowness of the wooden house made him uncomfortable.

But when I was a child, my family couldn't see the end at a glance, it was very big, why did it suddenly become smaller?

There was still time, when he used to play in the river, and it seemed as if the sun would never set, he looked at the sun countless times, and stopped there, wantonly proclaiming light and heat. The night is also very long, countless times he blinked his eyes, counted with his fingers, or took advantage of his grandfather's unpreparedness, plucked one of his beards, and so on, and he couldn't get by.

I can't look forward to a cloudy day, and I can't get over today.

But now, it seems that it is just a blink of an eye, and the sun has already set high above the horizon.

Day by day, somehow in addition to eating is sleeping, sometimes playing, immediately very tired.

What I live for, what is the purpose of my existence, and so on, and so on, seized him.

He couldn't break free.

The only thing that interests me every day is to listen to my grandfather tell stories outside the mountains, but this guy always says that the bull's head is not the right horse's mouth, even if he is sixteen years old, his logic can detect many wrongs.

So, a thought suddenly emerged.

【Far Away】

The sun is still hanging high in the sky...... Time should be enough.

Suddenly he got up, his heart was beating wildly and his breath was short, his legs and feet were bent at an angle to the ground, and the wind was blowing around him, and the bright eyes of the stars reflected the colorful flowers and trees that were rapidly receding, full of excitement and anticipation.

There seems to be a naughty kitten in my heart that keeps scratching and itchy.

Sweat trickled down and fell on the land, drop by drop, intermittently converging into a young man's dilapidated and new path.

The inclination gradually increases, tending to 90 degrees.

Five steps, ten steps, one hundred steps...... The land suddenly opened up in front of me, and the ears became noisy, and through the gaps between the trees, a wide and flat road quietly loomed.

Young women in white shirts on the road talked and laughed, and walked unhurriedly, while old men on crutches walked leisurely to the side, and vendors carrying baskets or wooden boxes shouted vigorously.

Looking back, there is a lonely mountain shrouded in mist.

The soft breeze blew on the face, and after a short silence, more enthusiastic sweat gushed out.

At the bottom of the mountain, the so-called "snakes and insects are rampant, and spiders are rampant" are in front of you.

Xiao Huan smiled, let out a long breath, suppressed the excitement in his heart and pretended to be normal, and strode forward. Behind him, the scorching sun looked down at the mercury-like "stars" in silence.