Chapter 133: Rushing to Yingtian (Part II)

Weiwu dared to be angry with me, and was staring at Xuemei with terrifying eyes, as if he was blaming her for being too talkative. Xuemei lowered her head, like a child who had made a mistake. I guess she couldn't bear the mighty and wordless condemnation in the end, and quickly followed me from behind. In desperation, he had no choice but to follow us to Yingtianfu with us.

In order to avoid the living, the three of us only hurried in the mountains and forests. Fortunately, the fairyland-like landscapes in the south of the Yangtze River make people never get tired of looking at them, and they will not be bored for a long time.

After three days, we finally had to get out of the mountains and take the waterway. After arriving in Hangzhou City, Weiwu rented a small boat with the silver he had saved on weekdays, and asked the boatman to take us all the way to Yingtianfu.

Life on board is relaxed and lively. I often lean on the railing of the boat to enjoy the beautiful scenery outside the boat, or the landscape into the painting, or the hundreds of boats competing for the current, also moving and quiet, there is always its beauty. When I'm in a good mood, I'll also stroke the piano in the wind or make fun of the moon. Only at this time will Weiwu stop finding fault with Xuemei and calm down to listen. Of course, my greatest pleasure these days is to watch the noise between Weiwu and Xuemei, Xuemei gradually got rid of her awe of Weiwu, and the two of them always raised each other's bars together, so it was not lively. Whenever I do, I always have a pleasant smile on my face.

After the ship arrived in Suzhou City, Weiwu could no longer sit still, and had to go ashore to have a fun before he was willing to move forward. His reason is very good, "there is heaven above, and there is Suzhou and Hangzhou below", we have already missed the city of Hangzhou, so the city of Suzhou cannot be missed no matter what. I thought it would be nice to get off the boat and change my mood, so I agreed.

We watched and walked, gradually passing through the downtown area of Suzhou City and entering the range of Tiger Hill. In the morning, the fresh air is blowing in the nostrils, and the birds are singing everywhere. We walked up the mountain road and saw the simple and majestic Yunyan Temple Tower in the distance. The melodious sound of ancient temple bells echoes in the mountains, purifying everyone's soul. "Early in the morning into the ancient temple, the first sun shines on the high forest. The winding path leads to the secluded place, and the flowers and trees in the meditation room are deep. The mountain light is pleasing to the birds, and the pond shadow is empty. Everything is silent, but I hear the sound of the bell. "I closed the bell and gently read Chang Jian's "Title Poshan Temple Hou Zen Courtyard", at this moment, although the location is different, the artistic conception is the same.

Entering the round cave gate, we came to the mysterious and deep sword pool. After rounding the crystal clear sword pond, we gradually walked into the back mountain. Faintly hearing the murmuring of the stream, Wei Wu ran over for the first time, picked up a handful of clear and sweet stream water and drank it, and then he shouted "so cool", and sat by the stream and refused to move.

Xuemei was still unsatisfied, and continued to walk along the creek and disappeared into the vast forest. I didn't worry about Xuemei, I just sat down under the shade of the tree by the stream. I closed my eyes and took out the nine-section purple bamboo flute and played it slowly, and it was still the light and bright song "Bijian Flowing Spring".

Lying on the soft grass, with a small piece of grass in his mouth, his whole body bathed in the golden sunlight, looking leisurely. Everything is so harmonious, natural, peaceful and comfortable.

Suddenly, in the distant woods, hundreds of birds flew around, and Xuemei's exclamation faintly came to my ears, interrupting my music abruptly. What happened to make Xuemei, who has a thousand-year-old skill, scream so much? I opened my eyes suddenly, only to find that Weiwu was already standing in front of me, staring in the direction of Xuemei with blazing eyes.

(I love my college)

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