One

This morning, Shen Qingluo woke up very early.

On March 3, the annual Shangsi Festival, as usual, is the day of spring outing, this day, Shen Qingluo has been looking forward to it for a long time. That's because, once when it came to Qujiang Pond, she learned that Shen Qingluo had never been there, so Nanyun promised to take her to Qujiang Pond on March 3 of the next year.

But now, she wasn't sure if he remembered his promise.

Even if he remembered that there were only two days left before the day of marrying a concubine, he should have a lot to do, such as entertaining guests and sending posts to decorate the new house, how could he have time to play with her.

She stared silently at Nagumo, who was still asleep.

With thick eyebrows, a straight nose, and rosy lips, no matter what angle you look at, there is no doubt that he can be called a beautiful man.

What woman would not be moved by such a man. It was originally common for a man to have three wives and four concubines, how could such an excellent man belong to her alone.

In an instant, in her heart, she faintly forgave him.

No matter what dirty deeds they do, two days later, a brocade quilt will cover all the unbearable. At that time, all you can do is accept.

She sighed softly.

In the midst of this low sigh, Nagumo opened his eyes.

Shen Qingluo smiled and said, "Awake? ”

Nanyun got up in a hurry and looked out the window in a bit of a panic: "Why didn't you wake me up earlier?" ”

Shen Qingluo handed him his shirt: "Yes, it will be very busy today." Have all the posts for the treat been delivered? ”

Nagumo was stunned and stared into her eyes, as if she was savoring what she meant.

"What kind of guests? Why, don't you even know? He wondered.

"You know, for these things, the concubine is a little unconcerned." Shen Qingluo lowered her head and twisted the straps on her skirt.

Nanyun smiled faintly and raised his hand to pick her chin: "I never intended to have a treat. It's just a concubine, it's not worth publicizing. ”

A hint of surprise flashed in Shen Qingluo's eyes.

Nanyun said softly: "Have you forgotten that today is the third day of March?" I mean, you should have woken me up earlier, and let's go to Qujiangchi. Just the two of us, no one will bring it. ”

Shen Qingluo's heart was as happy as a spring flower blooming, and her lips trembled a little: "Do you remember?" ”

Nanyun smiled: "Naturally remember." I promised you personally, how could I forget. ”

Shen Qingluo slowly grabbed his neck and said in a low voice: "What you said, you really haven't forgotten." ”

Nanyun stroked her back and said softly: "There are some things, although you don't ask, but I understand it in my heart." Don't worry, I'll take care of your feelings. No one will shake your position in my heart. ”

Tears fell from the corners of Shen Qingluo's eyes, and she choked up: "The reason why I agreed to marry you as a concubine is because my mother told me that you would rather give up Qingluan than agree to marry a flat wife." In your heart, you still remember me. ”

Nanyun sighed: "In my heart, you are not only a wife, but also a benefactor. I will never forget your gift of bracelets. In the future, I hope that we will be more tolerant between husband and wife, and we will not have any more suspicions. ”

Shen Qingluo whispered: "The concubine body knows." ”

Nanyun smiled: "Okay, it's not early, let's leave quickly, go early and return early." Ah San prepared a carriage, I'm afraid I've been waiting for a long time. You don't know, when I go to Qujiang, Ah San seems to be more active than me. ”

"But why?" Shen Qingluo slowly pulled away from his arms.

At the beginning, people went to the waterside to wash away the ominous atmosphere, and gradually, it evolved into a festival of spring outings and feasts. So much so that from the dignitaries and nobles, the ladies and ladies to the common people, and the small jasper, they abound. Even the emperor built a palace there, which was specially prepared for Youxing. So Du Fu has a poem: The weather is new on March 3, and there are many beautiful people on the waterside of Chang'an. Who wouldn't want to join in the fun? Nagumo smiled.

Shen Qingluo smiled: "Mo Feifu Jun also has such a desire to hunt for beauty? ”

Nanyun smiled: "Since Madam said so, she simply won't go." I've been to this Qujiang several times. ”

Shen Qingluo said with a smile: "Don't hide it from your husband, the concubine also wants to see the scene of the Duoli people by the water in Chang'an." ”

Nanyun pinched her cheeks and said with a smile: "Hypocrisy! ”

Two

In the carriage, Ah San, who was driving, was very interested, and he kept shaking the whip and urging the horse to run fast. He was extra attentive today, wearing a black suit, his hair was ended with a ribbon, and a few locks of black hair floated in front of his forehead, adding a bit of heroism and chic.

Shen Qingluo secretly lifted the curtain, looked at Ah San's heroic appearance, and said with a smile: "Ah San is dressed up so neatly today, looking at this ambitious appearance, if you can't keep it, you can still have an affair." ”

Nanyun said with a smile: "The boss is not small, Ah San should also become a family." You don't know, a few days ago, Xiao Wu got married and envied him to death. Madame also pay attention to see which girl is suitable. ”

Shen Qingluo said with a smile: "Ah San has such a character, I'm afraid I can't look down on the girls in my room." ”

Nanyun smiled: "You can also afford him." According to you, only the immortals can match him? ”

The husband and wife laughed all the way, watched the spring flowers along the way, and before they knew it, they had gone out of the city.

Nanyun pointed to a mountain bag in the distance and said, "That's Xiaozhou Mountain." ”

Shen Qingluo said "oh": "It turned out to be in the south of the city." ”

Ah San said excitedly: "Old lady, after a little more tea, you will be in Qujiang." I heard that taking a bath in Qujiang can drive away evil spirits and avoid filth, and go to disasters to pray for blessings, is it true? ”

Nanyun smiled: "If everyone is the same, do you believe it?" At this time, the water of the Qujiang River is very cold, so it is better not to set foot in it, so as not to get sick. ”

Shen Qingluo was startled.

She remembered the incense, the words of the Taoist chief: "Donor, remember, don't set foot in the Qujiang River in this life." ”

This sentence sounded like I only knew a little at the time, but now that I think about it, I am inexplicable and a little afraid.

I vaguely remembered that the long man sighed lowly: "Qujiang Pond, unjust past life." ”

What does this mean? Qu Jiang, what does it have to do with himself?

A place that has never been, why, is full of unknown mysteries?

In her dreams, the river that often appears, sometimes calm, sometimes turbulent, is it the Qujiang River?

She tried hard to recall, trying to catch the confusion in her heart, but she couldn't grasp it.

She can't remember the long string of words that chewed on the words, but there was one sentence that she remembered deeply.

"The family teacher Nan'an, living in seclusion in Zhongnan Mountain, may be able to solve the benefactor's doubts and guide the maze."

Nan'an. She struggled to reminisce about the name.

Perhaps, she should really visit this Nan'an Daoist.

Don't set foot in the Qujiang River in this life.

Shen Qingluo's brows furrowed deeply.

Human instinct will have a desire to take risks, but Shen Qingluo will not.

Her father and mother had told her to stay away from the water, and she did it seriously, and she never even thought about finding out.

Similarly, Qu Jiangshui, she will not set foot in it.

It is better to believe that it is there than to believe that it is not.

Never try to try anything that might be potentially dangerous.

This is Shen Qingluo's instinctive cognition.

Hearing the whistling wind in her ears and the faintly smelly damp smell of the river, Shen Qingluo's heart became inexplicably nervous.

"Stop!" With a bit of panic and fear, she shouted.

Nagumo was taken aback.

"Stop!" Shen Qingluo quickly lifted the curtain and shouted, "Ah San, stop!" ”

Ah San grabbed the reins with all his strength and stopped the carriage.

After sliding for dozens of meters, the carriage finally came to a slow stop.

Ah San looked at Shen Qingluo in surprise, not knowing what was going on.

Nagumo asked suspiciously, "What's wrong with you?" ”

Shen Qingluo seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, and slowly said apologetically: "I suddenly felt a little uncomfortable and didn't want to go." ”

Nagumo and Ah looked at each other on three sides.

Nanyun said softly: "Since it's uncomfortable, then go back." Let's go back next time. ”

Ah San slowly turned back to the horse's head, his face full of disappointment and regret.

The carriage slowly returned the way it came.

Nagumo asked with concern, "What's uncomfortable?" Sick? How are you doing in the morning? ”

Shen Qingluo couldn't explain, just closed her eyes, shook her head slightly, and said, "It's just a little tired." ”

"Oh." Nagumo didn't say anything, although his heart was full of doubts.

When passing by Xiaozhou Mountain, Nanyun hesitated for a while, looked in the direction of Xiao Zhou Mountain, and finally said: "I haven't been to the construction site for a few days, I want to take a look by the way." ”

Shen Qingluo said a little tiredly: "Isn't it okay another day?" ”

Nanyun hesitated: "I'm afraid I won't have time in a few days." In this way, I'll get off here, Ah San, you send your wife home. ”

Shen Qingluo said: "So, how do you go back?" ”

Nanyun smiled: "Don't worry about this, I'll let Li Tou send me back when I go back." ”

Shen Qingluo nodded: "It's okay." ”

"Ah San, slow down on the road, don't be bumpy." Nagumo instructed.

"Yes." Ah San responded.

Nanyun got out of the car and waved away.

In the midst of the grass, Shen Qingluo suddenly felt that this scene was familiar.

"Ah San," Shen Qingluo said calmly, "Go to Zhongnan Mountain." ”

Ah San was taken aback: "Zhongnan Mountain? ”

"Not bad. It is Jungnan Mountain. Shen Qingluo dropped the curtain.

Ah San hesitated.

"What, having a hard time?" Shen Qingluo was a little displeased.

Ah San immediately replied, "No problem." Madame, sit tight. ”

The two horses neighed in unison, spread their hooves, and galloped away like the wind.

Three

Zhongnan Mountain, also known as Taiyi Mountain, is located in the south of Chang'an City, with peaks and peaks, smoke and waves, and is said to be the place where the immortals live.

Wang Wei has a poem: Taiyi is close to the imperial capital, and the mountains are connected to the sea. It is far away, and it can be seen.

Ah San looked at the lush greenery that covered the sky, and suddenly felt dazed in his heart.

What is Madame doing here?

"Ma'am, it's here." At the foot of the mountain, on a relatively flat meadow, he slowly stopped the carriage.

It was already dusk, and the clouds were in a trance, and Zhongnan Mountain, looking up, towering into the clouds, could not see the end.

Shen Qingluo lifted Luo's skirt slightly and got out of the car carefully.

"Twilight descends from the Bishan, and the mountains and the moon return with the people. But regardless of the way it came, the sky was wide and green. Sure enough, it is the realm of immortals, and it is not tainted by the world. Shen Qingluo sighed.

Just cared about chanting poetry and looking at the scenery, and didn't watch out for a slip under his feet, he almost tripped over a stone, but fortunately, Ah Sanyan was quick and quickly stretched out his arm and hugged Shen Qingluo: "Madame, be careful!" ”

Shen Qingluo said embarrassedly: "I have to thank you." ”

Ah San asked tentatively: "Don't blame the villain for many things, I don't know what Madame is doing here?" Is it seeking immortals? ”

Shen Qingluo said lightly: "Is there really a god in the world?" He raised his hand and pointed to the depths of the mountain and said, "See if there is a way up the mountain." ”

Ah San looked around and said, "There's a path there, it seems that you can give it a try." ”

Shen Qingluo didn't say a word, picked up Luo's skirt, stepped on the grass and vines, and stepped forward step by step.

The mountain road was rugged and the rocks were towering, and Ah San was frightened: "Madame, be careful." ”

After only walking for a moment, Shen Qingluo was already sweating and panting.

"Madame, what are you going to do? Can you tell the villain? Let the villain do the work. How can you climb this mountain? Ah San persuaded.

Shen Qingluo leaned on a rock and looked left and right, frowning deeply.

At the feet, there are fallen leaves without feet, layered on top of each other, and I don't know how many years they have accumulated.

Dense trees, shading the sky and the sun, are full of vines and roses, making it difficult to walk.

The sea of clouds is vast, and it is more difficult to find someone than to ascend to the sky.

Ah San said worriedly: "Madam, let's get out of here, the sky is about to get dark, there are few people here, I am afraid that there will be a mistake." ”

Shen Qingluo said: "If you are afraid, go down the mountain." ”

"How does this work!" Ah San hurriedly said: "What if there are fierce tigers and beasts? ”

Shen Qingluo looked into the distance, and her thoughts were ethereal: "Where the gods live, how can there be wild beasts?" Suddenly pointed to the distance and said, "Look at that high platform, there seems to be a person, isn't it?" ”

When I looked at it, I saw a person dressed as a Taoist with his back to him, sitting on a huge rock, as if he was closing his eyes and resting his mind. Ah Sanxi said: "Could it be a fairy? ”

Shen Qingluo secretly wondered: Where would the gods be so easy to meet! Even if he is not an immortal, he is not an ordinary person who appears in this barren mountain and wild mountains, and maybe he is looking for Nan'an Dao Chang. Even if it is not, he is also a Taoist, and he may be able to ask him about the traces of Nan'an Daochang.

"You wait here, don't follow me!" Shen Qingluo commanded. Obviously, she didn't want Ah San to know the secret in her heart.

Ah San had no choice but to stop: "I'm looking at you from afar, okay?" ”

Shen Qingluo was noncommittal, and walked quickly towards the rock.

Kankan approached, the man heard the movement, and quickly stood up, it turned out to be a boy in Tsing Yi who was about a teenager with a bun and a Taoist robe, holding a whisk in his hand, and looked at Shen Qingluo indifferently. The mountain wind blew his wide placket, and his clothes fluttered, quite a bit of dust.

Shen Qingluo was slightly disappointed.

Shen Qingluo bowed slightly: "Xiaodao Chief, please forgive me for disturbing your cultivation." Ask you about a person, do you recognize? ”

That Dao Tong smiled faintly, with a calmness and calmness that was extremely inconsistent with his age, and his voice was crisp and loud: "Female donor, but the surname is Shen?" ”

Shen Qingluo was stunned as if she had been shocked.

"Do you recognize me?" She looked at the boy in disbelief.

Dao Tong said calmly: "Xiao Dao and the donor have never seen each other, and they don't recognize it. ”

Shen Qingluo said: "Then how do you know that I am here today?" ”

The Dao Tong took out a letter in his hand and handed it to her: "It has been a long time since the family master ordered me to wait for my wife here. ”

Shen Qingluo took the letter blankly, as if in a dream: "Who is the Venerable Master?" ”

Dao Tong turned around slowly: "The name of the family teacher is Nan'an." ”

Shen Qingluo said eagerly: "Nan'an Daoist? Where is he? I asked to see the Immortal Chief. ”

The boy's footsteps were hurried, and in an instant he was a few feet away, but his voice was clearly audible: "The family teacher has wandered away, not in the mountains, and specially ordered the trail to wait for the deceased here." The family teacher is adrift, the four seas are home, and the donor does not have to look for it again, and it is in vain. If there is fate, we will meet. ”

Shen Qingluo shouted loudly: "Little Dao Chief! ”

Tsing Yi flashed and disappeared into the verdant mountain forest.

Only in this mountain, the clouds are deep and do not know where.

If it weren't for the letter in her hand, Shen Qingluo almost suspected that this Dao Tong was just an illusion.

When I opened the letter, there was only one line on the paper: "I am ashamed to see that the dust is rippling before, and the red dust of mistakes has been wasted." If a person asks about this life, he will see the smoke and waves. ”

Shen Qingluo was puzzled.

What does this mean? Who is the deceased?

That Dao Tong claimed to be ordered by the master to greet the "old man", but he was just himself, how could he have an old relationship with the people of Nan'an Dao? Premortal life?

What is the reason for knowing that the old people are coming, but avoiding them?

Through the gap in the shade of the trees, a wisp of slanting sun sprinkled on her body, and Shen Qingluo didn't feel stupid.