The vast mountains have no end, undulating, such as a long dragon crawling on the ground, towering Pangbo, its ancient trees are towering to the sky, the branches and leaves are luxuriant, covering the sky and the sun, the withered vines are dense, thick and thick like a dragon, winding around the mountain, densely packed. Exotic flowers and plants are everywhere, and many of them cannot be named.

Xu Chang'an and Qiu Xiaoxi have been walking in this continuous mountain range for more than ten days, completely away from Ping'an Town.

The food they brought with them had already been eaten, but fortunately, there were some small beasts in this mountain range that were not very powerful, and they were easily caught by Xu Changan, and then set up a fire to barbecue, plus some wild fruits to quench their thirst, and finally solved the food problem.

It was noon, and the sun was shining through the treetops, forming spots on the ground.

"Sorry, look at how many villages there are!"

In the evening, Xu Changan shouted excitedly, and they walked through the dense forest and came to a mountain cliff.

There are several villages at the foot of the mountain, the population is not very large, and each village can have so many dozens of households, and at this time, smoke rises above each house, and a group of children can be seen chasing and playing in the village.

In the distance is a golden rice field, a gust of evening wind blows, and the rice is lying together, like a golden ocean. In the field paths, you can occasionally see peasant women or men wearing straw hats bending over to work.

In the setting sun, this seems to become a picture of natural scenery, simple and unpretentious, plain and true.

This is the life of ordinary people, they have no desires, no troubles of monks, no cruel fighting, ordinary people live a short life, and finally turn into loess, generation after generation.

And the monks fight with the heavens, the earth, and themselves, just for the ethereal immortal path, for the so-called immortality, but since ancient times, how many people have been successful? On this road, too much blood and bones were buried, and even though the hope of becoming an immortal was as small as a grain of sand in the desert, people still rushed forward one after another, like moths to fire.

Xu Changan saw this small village, as if he saw Xiaogu Village, he used to live carefree like those children, thinking that he was just an ordinary person in this life after all, but he accidentally embarked on the path of cultivation.

Xu Changan thought of his grandfather, and couldn't help but feel sad, not knowing when he would be able to meet.

The two walked towards the bottom of the mountain, now it was getting late, they wanted to borrow a night for the time being, and when they were on their way tomorrow, Xu Changan didn't know how far this road was, but they could only go in this direction.

As soon as the two of them reached the entrance of the village, they attracted the attention of the villagers, and people looked at this side.

"Wow! Sister Fairy. "A little girl of three or four years old, with two pigtails, big eyes, and a puffy little face, looked cute.

She was not afraid of life at all, and in the blink of an eye, she ran towards Qiu Weak, a pair of pink and tender little hands held Qiu Weak, and checked carefully.

"Sister, you are so beautiful, are you really a fairy?" She asked in a milky voice, a pair of small hands holding Qiu Weak and shaking vigorously!

After she made such a fuss, all those children ran over, three or four years old, five or six years old, seven or eight years old, all around the autumn weakness! He shouted, "Sister Fairy! ”

These children are 'enthusiastic', not afraid of life at all, and they keep screaming around the autumn weakness.

On the contrary, Xu Changan is not so popular, his side is empty, occasionally one or two children run up to him, watch carefully, and show a look of disdain, as if to say: "You are not good-looking, how can you be with the fairy sister!" ”

This made Xu Changan's face darken, and he rubbed his cheeks, hey, do you guys have any vision! Brother is still very handsome, right? Why didn't anyone pay attention to me?

Qiu Xiaoxi looked at Xu Changan's appearance and couldn't help laughing, her smile was sweet, gentle and soft, like a spring breeze, which made people feel good. For a while, the "fairy sister" screamed even louder, and a group of children were all excited.

Qiu Qiaoxi's face is very perfect, without a trace of flaw, and his eyes are like a pool of clear water, clear and bright, and occasionally a kind of wisdom flashes. Her skin is delicate and smooth, her complexion is fair, her eyes are bright, her smile is like a flower, and she is really like a fairy.

It's no wonder that these children are like this, when have they ever seen such a beautiful girl, that is, Xu Changan has been with Qiu Wanxi for more than ten days, and he can't see enough of her face every day.

These children had only heard that fairies would be so beautiful, and for a while they were all excited to regard Qiu Weak as a fairy in the lower realm.

The adults in the village rushed to hear the movement, and Xu Changan hurriedly went up to show his intention. The villagers were very enthusiastic, and when they heard that Xu Changan was just going to spend the night, they all warmly invited.

In the end, Xu Changan and the two came to the village chief's house, and the village chief's name was Song Yang, an old man about fifty years old. The old man's house is not very big, nor is it rich, and many of the furniture is wooden, which looks a little old, but it is very clean. The old man had a son named Song Ming, but he was separated from the old man, and now there are only the old man and his wife Wan Ying.

The two old men were very enthusiastic and made a table of meals to entertain Xu Changan and the others.

Through conversations with the elderly, they learned that the village was called Rongjia Village, because most of the people in the village had the surname Song. Songjia Village has a long history, since its ancestors have lived here, have never left, and now I don't know how many generations have passed.

The meals are not very hearty, there is no big fish and meat, most of them are ordinary vegetables, and meat is rare. However, the two of them did not complain, and it was already good to have food.

After the two finished eating, they went to rest, the old man's house was not very big, there was only one empty room, which was vacated after the old man's son Song Ming moved out.

The two of them were lying on the same bed, and Qiu was not shy anymore, after all, they had been together for more than ten days, and they came over like this every day.

I don't know why, Qiu is weak and his body is very weak, when the temperature drops slightly, the body will be cold and can't stop shivering, in this regard, Xu Changan can only hold her to sleep every night, in this regard, Xu Changan is very excited and excited, and always has a sense of expectation for the night.

Qiu Xiaoxi's face was slightly red, this was the first time they had slept in bed, and they had spent it in the mountains and forests before.

Xu Changan hugged her and soon fell asleep.

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In the early morning of the second day, on the distant horizon, the morning glow rose, revealing a touch of fish belly white, and the village was very quiet, and the villagers rose one after another, and the smoke of cooking rose from each house.

"Oh no, the bandits are here again!"

At this time, a loud cry broke the silence and clearly spread to all the households, and all the villagers were awakened, and then showed frightened expressions, very frightened, and some children were even more frightened and cried, and they were all very uneasy.

Dozens of meters away in front of the entrance of Songjia Village, a group of people are riding horses, the fierce horses under their seats are running very fast, the hooves of the horses, splashing dust all over the ground, too far away, they can't see their faces clearly, but you can vaguely see them holding a big knife in their hands, and they are rushing towards this side violently.