After the storm, the earth was renewed, and everyone stepped out of the door.

Wei Jianchao took off his armor, carried the package on his back, and came out in casual clothes. He changed into a black robe and carried a spear diagonally, which made him even more majestic because of his burly figure.

Wen Kui exclaimed:

"The country is picturesque, the general is pretty, and the chic and heroic posture is loved."

Wei Jianchao smiled:

"Okay, old Wen."

Xu Shanchao looked at Wei Jianchao carefully and said:

"This outfit is very handsome, when will you find a little girl?"

Wei Jianchao says:

"I found the little girl when I found it."

Zhu Shun patted Wei Jianchao on the shoulder and said:

"Yes, yes."

Wei Jianchao replied:

"Okay, good."

Zhu Shun smiled:

"I didn't expect Jianchao to be so good at talking."

Wei Jianchao says:

"It's so polite, it's all my own brothers."

Wen Kui patted Wei Jianchao on the shoulder, laughed, and said:

"Let's go."

A group of four people walked slowly through the forest path.

The rain overflowed the pond and filled the embankment, messing up and down the road.

After the rain, everyone came to a green bamboo forest, and the bamboo trees were as bright as new, and the rain washed away all the dust.

In one place, next to the stone arch bridge, the reeds are swaying with the wind, the shadows are swaying, the hundred-foot wicker gently blows across the clear and clear river, the willow color is not dark blue, just a light yellow. The wicker may not have hung down into the water, but the shadow of the willow in the water stretched it like an ink painting.

A group of four people walked slowly through the ink painting.

On the arch bridge, Wen Kui and Wei Jianchao walked in the front, chatting as they walked.

Zhu Shun led the donkey and Xu Shanchao to walk at the back, Zhu Shun looked around, suddenly stopped, and lay on the railing of the arched bridge.

Xu Shanchao also stopped and asked suspiciously:

"What's wrong?"

Zhu Shun replied:

"It's really beautiful here."

Xu Shanchao also stopped, lay on the railing of the arch bridge with Zhu Shun, and replied:

"I don't know if it will be like this in another 10, 50, or 100 years."

Zhu Shun said with emotion:

"I'm not sure, life has been rushing for decades, and no one is sure what it will become."

徐善超 says:

"Yes, no one knows what will become, everything is unknown."

朱顺 says:

This is the same as birth, old age, sickness and death, if we die for decades, who will remember us for hundreds of years? It's the same here, no one will know about this place for decades, centuries. ”

Xu Shanchao and Zhu Shun were speechless, just lying quietly beside the railing of the arch bridge, looking into the distance, looking at the river, looking at the willow leaves and reeds, and looking at such a beautiful scenery.

朱顺 says:

"It's really beautiful, and I want to record it."

After that, Zhu Shun took out the paper, ink, pen and inkstone from the package behind the donkey, put it on the back of the donkey, waved the brush, dipped it in ink, and made a painting on the rice paper.

His hand was held at the back end of the brush, and after carefully studying the scene for a while, he raised the brush and waved, his wrist was flexibly bent, and the green tendons on the back of his hand became more and more obvious, Xu Shanchao watched quietly like this.

He used his brush to construct and paint river bamboos that flow around the clouds; Use color to shine the life of all things in heaven and earth; Use the dazzling ink paper to print your heart on the paper.

After a while, a beautiful scene slowly appeared on the rice paper.

Xu Shanchao was amazed when he saw this painting.

徐善超 says:

"I didn't expect you'd do this."

Zhu Shun smiled:

"When I was young, there was a Mr. Calligraphy and Painting in the village, and the Mr. Calligraphy and Painting was an old man and a very kind grandfather. I'm fine, I like to go to his door and watch him paint, and when the time comes, it will be. ”

Xu Shanchao asked:

"Is that grandpa okay now?"

Zhu Shun looked very sad, Xu Shanchao noticed it, and hurriedly said:

"Blame me, blame me."

Zhu Shun looked at Xu Shanchao with a smile and said, "It's okay, that grandpa is gone, but I can't forget him." ”

Wen Kui and Wei Jianchao talked all the way, only then did they notice that two people didn't follow.

Wenkui says:

"I'll go, they'll be lost, Brother Wei, let's go back."

Wei Jianchao says:

"Okay, old Wen."

Then the two of them ran back quickly.

朱顺 says:

"How's it going, old Xu?"

Xu Shanchao gave a thumbs up and exclaimed:

"Wonderful pen Danqing!"

Zhu Shun smiled:

"It's over, it's over."

In the distance, a voice came, and I saw Wen Kui running briskly in front and Wei Jianchao following behind.

I only heard Wen Kui waving his hand and shouting:

"Brother Zhu, Brother Xu!"

Zhu Shun and Xu Shanchao turned their heads, waved their hands, and shouted:

"Jianchao, Brother Wen!"

Wen Kui and Wei Jianchao ran to the arch bridge, lowered their heads, touched their knees with their hands, and panted.

Wenkui says:

"What are you two doing?"

Wei Jianchao says:

"No, it's empty."

Xu Shanchao picked up Zhu Shun's painting, handed it to Wen Kui, and said:

"Look, Zhu Shun painted it."

Wen Kui stared at the picture while looking at the distant scene, amazed.

Wen Kui exclaimed:

"Brother Zhu will still do this! Ink and blue, a painting of the heart. ”

Wei Jianchao looked at the painting and said:

"Okay! Smooth! ”

Zhu Shun smiled:

"Such a beautiful scenery has been drawn, let's go."

And they continued to go afar.

After the rain, the field is verdant, and the smoke scene is faint.

In a willow forest, in the field, I saw a lonely back, it was a thin old man about the age of Mo Ershun, who was looking down to hoe the field, his teeth were basically lost, and he could only clearly see his lonely front teeth, which looked very funny, he was definitely not bad when he was young, and his bones were very good, but he was older.

He looked at the vegetables in the field with a smile on his face.

Zhu Shun and his entourage happened to see the old man,

朱顺 says:

"There's an old man hoeing the ground, let's go up and do a favor, and by the way, ask what the name of this place is."

徐善超 says:

"Okay."

Wen Kui looked at the thin old man and was stunned.

Wen Kui looked at Zhu Shun and said:

"Brother Zhu, why don't you paint a picture of the old man here? I think he's lonely, so I'll leave it to us to help with this, and you can paint him a picture. ”

朱顺 says:

"Yes."

Zhu Shun took out his pen, ink, paper, and inkstone, and leaned against a stout willow tree and began to paint.

"This old man." Wen Kui walked slowly towards the old man, followed by Wei Jianchao and Xu Shanchao.

The old man stopped what he was doing, looked at Wen Kui, and was a little shocked to see the sudden appearance of everyone.

When the old man saw their dress, he was a little frightened, and the old man's face was full of horror, and he asked suspiciously:

"Who are you?"

Wen Kui lowered his head and clenched his fists, and said apologetically:

"Old man, don't be afraid, we are not bad people, we are just rangers, I want to ask the old man, what is the name of this place?"

When the old man heard Wen Kui's words, he was relieved, and the old man replied:

It's called "Lonely Mountain", but don't go any further north. ”

Wen Kui asked suspiciously:

"Why?"

The old man told the story, saying that he was a villager from a village called "Gushan Village", and that to the north of the lonely mountain range, it was rumored that there was a ghost place called "Dugu" in the north, and there were ghosts in that place! The people who passed through there did not come back at all, and they did not even know whether they were alive or dead.

It was because of this strange thing that their village found three bold men who wanted to go to the valley to find the truth. In the end, they didn't come back, life and death are unknown, there were three warriors in the village before, they didn't believe in this evil, they wanted to go to that place, and the people couldn't persuade them.

In the end, the result was to go to three to one, and the one who came out of the Jianghu warrior went crazy after that, because he didn't know the hometown of the Jianghu man, so the village chief left him.

After listening carefully, everyone felt incredible.

Wen Kui lowered his head and clenched his fists and said:

"Thank you, old man."

The old man continued to bow his head and hoe the ground, and replied:

"That's as it should be, you must not go there."

Wen Kui's eyes gestured to Wei Jianchao, and Wei Jianchao understood.

Drawing his spear, he danced a few moves, and the moves flowed.

The old man was taken aback, Xu Shanchao was puzzled, Wen Kui lowered his head and supported his forehead, and slowly shook his head.

Wei Jianchao stopped dancing instantly, replaced the hoe with a gun, and began to hoe the ground with the help of the old man.

The old man was even more puzzled, a little caught off guard. Xu Shanchao held back a laugh and almost laughed out loud. Wen Kui didn't hold back, and instantly laughed.

Wei Jianchao says:

"Why are you stunned, help hoe the ground."

Wei Jianchao said again:

"On the afternoon of hoeing day, sweat drops into the soil."

Wen Kui wielded a big knife to help the old man chop the stumps of trees, and Lao Xu helped cut the grass with a sword.

The old man was even more confused, and said:

"Thank you for your help, I don't want to bother you."

Wei Jianchao says:

"Leave it to us, old man."

After a while, Zhu Shun slowly walked in front of the old man with a portrait, and the old man was a little shocked.

Zhu Shun handed the portrait of the old man, and the old man reached out and took it.

When the old man saw this portrait, he was stunned, a little shocked, and a little frightened.

Maybe he couldn't believe that the years had eroded him so strangely.

I didn't know you after working for half my life, but today I know that I am me.

Look deeply at the familiar and unfamiliar self.

There may be a moment of trance, the vicissitudes of time covering the body..... he may sigh that time flies so fast, as if he is old in an instant.

Then the old man was a little calm, and then he laughed like a child.

The old man raised his head, looked at Zhu Shun, with tears in his eyes, and said:

"Thank you."

Wei Jianchao, Xu Shanchao, and Wen Kui all stopped what they were doing and looked at the old man.

The old man plucked a lot of vegetables he had grown, put them in a basket, handed them to Zhu Shun, and said with a smile:

"Thank you, you let me see myself, I didn't expect someone to paint a portrait of me for so many years, I think I'm very touched and grateful."

Zhu Shun asked:

"What's your name, old man? I'll give you a pen. ”

The old man replied:

"Li Mu."

Zhu Shun picked up the pen and wrote down the two big characters of Li Mu, and this painting was given to this old man named Li Mu.

In the world of life, suddenly like a traveler.

Everyone said goodbye, Zhu Shun wanted to see what that "Dugu" was like.

A very simple act of kindness may affect a person's life, contact more people, and walk into the lives of some people.

[Everyone is a passerby in everyone's life, and we must walk into other people's lives. Let them remember that there is this person years later. Be honest with your friends.

What's next? What kind of person is the owner of "Dugu"? Stay tuned

Zhu Yuansheng (Mr. Zhu) "Little Heroes Wandering the Rivers and Lakes"]