"Ahead, Qingchengshan Station, please prepare to get off the train in advance......"

The mechanical broadcast of the female voice in the high-speed train echoed in the empty carriage, pulling open the sleepy eyelids, Bai Yujing stretched as if no one was around, in fact, he was the only one in this carriage.

The scenery outside the window was pulled back by the wind, and the city was already covered by the distant mountain tops.

Bai Yujing's heart is mixed, and his past life is taking the train in the opposite direction to him, passing by and drifting away.

"Click", accompanied by the unlocking of the mobile phone screen, I looked at the message of the big face avatar of the machine bird.

"Qingcheng Mountain, you can go by yourself, there is no danger, Xiao Zhu Zhenren can practice on the mountain now, I won't accompany you, just let us all take a vacation~"

But now there is a small problem, Lin Xuanlang and Senior Sister didn't tell me where to meet Xiao Zhuzhen!

The body leaned forward slightly in the gravitational pull of the high-speed rail braking system, and the train slowly stopped at the glass-style modern platform, holding the old black schoolbag on his mobile phone, Bai Yujing waited at the door.

The mountains do not turn around, and if you can't find them, you should breathe the mountain air and wash your lungs.

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"Hello, the ticket is eighty yuan."

Eighty! It's too expensive, isn't it? Although I know that the scenic spot has only been reopened for a short time, I can't recover the previous deficit with interest!

Bai Yujing put his fingers together, leaned into the zipper of the open schoolbag, and the square object was slapped at the ticket gate, a student ID card with all the threads opened, obviously fully prepared before coming.

"Sister, can I use my student ID sister?"

"Of course, fifty for students." One after another, my sister shouted that the working women who sold tickets fell directly, and Bai Yujing had to thank some elders for their experience, it seems that the man's rhetoric is really unbelievable.

After the archway gate of Qingcheng Mountain, the birdsong echoes in the deep mountains, the front is a piece of deep green, the stream gurgles and flows between the stone cracks, the breeze runs happily all over the mountains, the visitors go up along the plank road, there are tall woods on both sides, there are drops of dew falling.

It is worthy of being the "first secluded in the world" Qingcheng Mountain.

"Little Brother Bai, it's you who came!"

Listening to this kind accent, a handsome face immediately popped up in my mind, and I didn't need to look to know who it was.

Lin Xuanlang, who was sitting in a daze on the bench at the gate of the mountain, got his master's decree this morning and asked him to go down the mountain to receive a guest.

"Daoist Lin, I guess you're not waiting for me, are you?" Bai Yujing waved enthusiastically, as if he had seen a relative.

"I think I should be waiting for you, Master E said that there are guests coming from the mountain today, I haven't seen anyone for a long time, and now I only see you."

"Daoist Lin, just call me by name, we should look similar."

Lin Xuanlang's mouthful of a "little white brother" really made Bai Yujing a little unbearable.

"Oh, don't worry, I'm still afraid of being abrupt, then you can call Lin Xuanlang."

"Then Daoist Lin Xuanlang, where should I go to see Xiao Zhu Zhenren now?"

"Oh, don't worry, climb the mountain first, Master asked me to take you around Qingcheng Mountain and adjust your mentality."

Lin Xuanlang pointed to the green mountains behind him, the sound of birds in the valley lingered, and the sparse tourists were either along the plank road or took the cable car up the mountain, and there were workers who "carried sedan chairs" shouting business.

Climb a mountain? I really miss it.

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The autumn mountain breeze is cold, and in the quiet southern mountains, even wearing several clothes seems to be naked, from the head to the soles of the feet, people can't help but shake their bodies.

Fortunately, climbing the mountain is always a matter of strength, and the heat leaked from the body is like a close-fitting shield to resist the magical attacks of the "cold air" in the southwest.

On weekends, many tourists and mountaineering enthusiasts gather in Qingcheng Mountain, all of whom want to enjoy the scenery of "Qingcheng is secluded", or have leisure to escape the noise and worries of the world outside the mountain gate, and touch the so-called fairy family fate.

Walking up the mountain plank road, you can see several parallel commercial buildings in the distance on the next mountain road, enthusiastically selling the specialties of Qingcheng Mountain and various animal dolls to tourists, especially monkeys and pandas, no matter which famous mountain in Sichuan, these two animals are particularly favored, and they can be seen everywhere.

The hidden cultivators didn't mind the existence of these merchants who relied on the mountains and the water, and sometimes exchanged goods with them.

Monkeys? The last time I went to Mount Emei, it seemed that the big monkey robbed the cola, and they didn't like the mineral water, so they were really picky about being raised by tourists.

Bai Yujing stared at Lin Xuanlang who was walking in front, a bundle of hair stood up behind him with a rubber band, swaying step by step, like a cat's uncontrolled tail. The fluttering robe, the wind is entrenched in the cuffs, is the Taoist priest's body so good? All the way over, it seems that the Taoist elders are also wrapped in Taoist robes, is it really not cold? Or is there thermal underwear underneath?

Lin Xuanlang stopped abruptly, turned his head suspiciously, and the inquiry in his eyes responded to Bai Yujing's previous gaze.

Bai Yujing smiled awkwardly, shook his hand, and was embarrassed to ask.

Tourists on the plank road glanced at this side from time to time, and those young girls peeked at Lin Xuanlang with burning eyes, like a rare delicacy on the dining table, which attracted the coveted by the gluttonous customers.

"The front is Yuecheng Lake, do you want to take a boat to see the scenery of Ha Lake?" After stepping up a wide staircase, Bai Yujing looked in the direction of Lin Xuanlang's finger, there was a large secluded lake, like the shape of a crescent moon, it was too fat, and the position of the moon's butt was full of meat.

On the small island and reef in the middle of the lake, a willow leans on the shore, the willow branches flutter softly, gently carried by the mountain breeze across the secluded lake, swinging a little ripple, like a graceful woman, washing her hair.

The bustling and lively queue at the entrance twisted and circled several times, decisively dispelling Bai Yujing's cautious thoughts about taking a boat trip.

Looking at Bai Yujing's rattle-like head, Lin Xuanlang also glanced at the long queue of the crowd to signal understanding, and his fingers slid parallel to the direction of another long stone staircase that could not be seen at a glance.

"I don't think there's anything to look at, so let's go up the mountain this way."

So high! There is a brand, "Three Thousand Steps", Bai Yujing couldn't help but take a deep breath of cold air.

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Natural pictures, Tianshi Cave, Patriarch Palace, Qiyun Pavilion, Shangqing Palace, if you change into a set of work uniforms, Lin Xuanlang must be a professional tour guide, with warm and sincere words, and use the cordial hometown dialect to tell the history of Qingcheng Mountain for the villagers.

"Meow~Meow~" Bai Yujing teased a little raccoon flower who was napping in the sun, and the kitten's claws and claws waved in the air, trying to catch the fingers of the annoying cat's two-legged beast dangling in front of him.

The sound of clicking came from far to near, and the shadows of the people on the steps blocked the sunlight, and Bai Yujing and Xiao Lihua looked closely at the uninvited guest blocking the sunlight, with a fierce disgust.

"Ah, sorry, sorry, I'm blocking the sun." Lin Xuanlang, who had just slipped out of the side door of the Shangqing Palace, instantly understood the demands of one person and one cat, and walked to the side and squatted down.

"Yo, Chief Lin Dao, have you got those sunset red tour groups that come to travel?" Looking at Lin Xuanlang's sideburns and hair clinging to under the sweat, Bai Yujing could fully imagine the scene of Lin Xuanlang being caught by his uncle and aunt and asking questions.

"Don't say it, it's really old and strong! Compared with the forehead, the brothers of the same sect are in good spirits, but they are tired to death, and it is not easy to find a senior brother to take the forehead down. Lin Xuanlang glanced back at the vicious gaze stolen by someone in the gate, and gave a thumbs up.

"Meow meow." For no reason, Lin Xuanlang also began to tease the kitten basking in the sun, but the little raccoon flower only gave a roll of the eyes, then got up and left, turning around and scolding from time to time, it should be the wake up gas that was disturbed by two stupid humans during the lunch break.

Bai Yujing and Lin Xuanlang looked at each other with big eyes, and they didn't know what to say for a while, and they laughed at the same time.

"Lin Xuanlang, your Taoist priest's food is also very good." In particular, stewed chicken with white fruit is a famous dish on Qingcheng Mountain.

"Well, the brothers and sisters are doing it from the back mountain, the master said that you should treat you well, but you should go, you have climbed the mountain for most of the day, and the end is coming, you can go up by yourself." Lin Xuanlang pointed to the small door on the right side of the Taoist temple, and the stone steps inside went up to the Laojun Pavilion.

Meaning to separate? After staring at Lin Xuanlang for a while, Bai Yujing nodded.

"It's Master, Master wants to talk to you alone." The sun shone on Lin Xuanlang's side face, and the young Taoist priest looked at Bai Yujing with serious eyes, his face was fair and handsome, and he looked serious, he would definitely be the teacher's favorite student of someone else's house.

"Well, then I'll go up, goodbye, Lin Xuanlang."

"Well, go slowly, goodbye, Bai Yujing."