In June, the cicadas chirped and the fields cracked, and the little lotus showed its sharp corners.

When a dragonfly came up, he saw the harassing rowing fisherman, dragging a large net and sprinkling a wave of water, and he snorted his wings and stood on their hats that shaded the sun, as if spitting out human words, cursing and disturbing their pure time to enjoy the lotus flowers.

Because of the hot weather, there was a little more puppy sticking out his tongue, lying in the shade of the tree, wagging his tail, and looking at the old man who was still shaking the fan. He touched a bowl of cold water that had just been drawn from the well water, drank it all in one gulp, and the mouth of the dog under the greedy spat and fell to the ground.

The dog's hooves rubbed on the ground, and he went alone to the small waterside of Taiping Town, next to a big river, and his yellow ears stood up and he saw the fish head raised by spitting water in the water.

After two snorts, he was attracted by a small dragonfly underground and jumped into the water.

The refreshment in the water made him stroll through it, carrying a small water pole, like a duck farmer catching fish in the early morning, and the caterpillar on a small leaf behind him sprayed the water in the nasal congestion, blowing the clean hair of the caterpillar crossing the water into a ball.

A cool summer wind blew, touched a small bamboo building, touched a small corn stalk that was still exhaling on the side, and slowly kneaded the fine figure with willow strips, blowing to the small elm tree on the side of the mountain, and blowing to the body of a young man in a green robe.

He squinted his eyes and looked tightly into the distance horizon, where a thick layer of dust had been rolled up and landed on the chessboard in front of him as his brow fell.

And he was holding a book in his hand, which happened to say: The blessed are born in June, and the unblessed die in June.

The old man who was half-step crazy and wore a gray shirt was unusually calm these years, and he personally told Li Shuishan that something important must happen in June this day, this matter is related to Li Shuishan's age, and I don't know how many times I have to listen to him when this call is left.

Regardless of the small shopkeeper under the mountain with a small round hat on his head, touching his little noble hand, grasping the tea leaves with one hand and carrying the teapot water with the other, the god chattered and said: "There is a fat fish born near here, holding a handful of small pieces of paper, running out of a banner, following the movement in the water, you can swim along the arch of the stone bridge with a handful of grabbing, just like a carp passing through the dragon gate." It's just that people generally go down a little bit, that is, 'the world passes through the stone cave', that is, a half-water Taoist, with a trace of prodigy power. ”

The gray-shirted old man who listened to his words touched a talisman like this, pressed it on Li Shuishan's head, and said:

"June is a natural person who is prone to starvation, but for you teenagers, there is still some use. I don't know what kind of fish it is in the water? Is it a long fish, or is it a speckled blue carp, or is it a fat yellow crucian carp?"

The old man licked his tongue and smacked his lips.

One day later, he ran over from his home in Taiping Town at the foot of the mountain, threatening to teach Li Shuishan to play chess, and he played a bad chess skill, but he refused to stop, and he was still a little reluctant in his heart.

Another set and lost.

One more set, and another loss.

waited until he skipped chess directly in the back, and wanted to take Li Shuishan to go fishing.

The old man was ashamed to say that his name was Ma Yuan, and said that there were many meanings, one was non-stop, and the other was that the sails were far away.

Dressed in a gray shirt with simple black cloth shoes, with a silky white cloth stuffed in his feet, when he was sent away from his old opponent on the street, he cried a few times before handing a piece of white cloth in his arms, but looking at the dead man with a helpless face, familiar with the parting of yin and yang, he just couldn't look back and see it.

These days, it just so happens that his son has a lot of things, and he has moved to the school to teach food, housing, and food. He had long been interested in the wind and tranquility on this mountain, and without saying a word, he put up a gossip map, and said meaningfully:

"The ancestral gossip map of the older generation in the family is given to you. ”

"I also want to enjoy the scenery, recite poetry, and read books in this leisure place. ”

Li Shuishan smiled.

He sat beside a stone platform with a cliff hanging in front of him. He frowned and counted at a few Feiyan in the air, and when he saw five, he played a chess piece. This stone platform is covered with a layer of white tissue paper, and there are no cross squares on it, where are the chess pieces?

The piece landed in the middle completely, and he raised his finger with a grin and flicked it out.

"This chess piece is not subtle, if Marber sees it, he will say that I am fooling around again. ”

He looked up at the hazy sky and let out a deep breath. A picture appeared in his mind, and he raised his hand and pressed on a chess piece again. It is in the southernmost barbaric hell of Chushui Country, just the Shui Zhou Kingdom conquered by the monarch, in a small depression area at the very edge of this cross square, by the sea, occupying hundreds of islands, it is a vast land and a place with countless delicacies.

The country of Shuizhou is indeed a peaceful territory.

"I remember that there is a book called "Conquest", which says that it is the great achievements of Chu Shuiguo, but if you look closely at the detailed parts, you will be missing a large part. I only remember one of the sentences, the essence of the expedition is to complete the teachings of the ancestors. But what are the teachings of the monarch of Chu Shui?"

He picked up a chess piece in his hand and pressed it on the boundary of his ideal Shui Zhou Kingdom, and then picked up a chess piece and pressed it on the boundary of Chu Shui Kingdom. These black chess pieces are not complete, just a few of them were broken in half, and the moment they were pressed, they saw a picture that they had never seen.

In the city of the monarch of the water week.

A gust of cold wind blew, and the person in the yellow robe and horse coat with a face full of vicissitudes was accompanied by only a woman wearing a brocade dress and holding a yellow loquat, who was called "yellow clothes" by the people of the country, and it seemed that he was really his right-hand man.

Waiting for the red chariot and horse under the city, she was dressed in red, her hands were like soft wattles, her skin was like clotted fat, her collar was like a grub, her teeth were like a rhinoceros, and her head was like a moth with eyebrows. The woman who was waiting to see the end got into the carriage, and the man in the yellow robe burst into tears.

The monarch of Chu Shui country, standing on the city wall.

The monarch smiled with satisfaction when he saw the arrival of the woman, and then the carriage was carrying silver one after another, and he waved his yellow robe to make the chess pieces on the boundary of the Shui Zhou Kingdom exist, and they were not misplaced or disappeared.

He opened his closed eyes, picked up a chess piece and pointed it in a position he didn't expect, which was the handover of the two countries, and said to himself, "What do you think of the place where I played?"

"Where you know, I don't know. ”

He put away the thin piece of paper.

This elm chair with broken legs and feet has a beautiful pattern and a thick structure. In the cold night, the dry season, it is a bad start, and it is the icing on the cake. Because the horse was far from satisfied, he broke off one leg with one kick.

One of his three legs and feet was broken, and he was a little depressed. This was done for him by his son, and he took it to the mountain several times, but he didn't bring it back last time, and once fate, it became his "eternal hatred".

Thoughtfully, he flipped through the scroll and read as he wished:

"The eldest son who appreciates his face, relying on the money in his family, gave the old eagle a sum of money, saying that it was for redemption. It was the hottest woman in the Jiaolou who ransomed, named Cuiyu.

She was dressed in red, with ribbons wrapped around her hands, her face was like a peach blossom, her fingers were like white matter in jade, her eyes and eyebrows were thin, and her hair was coiled......"

His face flushed with shame.

Ma Yuan's cloth shoes were grinding on the ground, and he walked in, holding a small banana fan in his hand, touching his little beard, and he asked, "I haven't been home for a long time." ”

Li Shuishan raised his head, closed the scroll, looked bitter, and asked, "Do you want to go back?"

Ma Yuan shook his head and said without hesitation: "I guess you are a half-immortal (the half-immortal in the text is an ordinary person who has the intention to become a Taoist, because he doesn't have that kind of physique. Generally, they will become fortune tellers, or mortal Taoists who teach the Yin and Yang Dao in the country. ）”

Li Shuishan didn't answer, the summer heat made him dizzy, and he wanted to find a cool place to escape the heat. Moreover, as soon as he saw this June day, a cicada chirp made him bump into the summer, and he fed a green in nature with ingenuity.

Ma Yuan glanced up at him and said, "If you want to go to Taiping Town, help me make a pot of wine." ”

......

Taiping Town, a quiet place.

There is the fragrance of white gardenias, which bloom in a small yard not far away, bringing a pungent fragrance, which is also a good wisp of pure color, and dragonflies hovering low in the sky, and the weeping willows do not move at all. The pug, lying under a small willow tree at the water's edge, spits out its red head.

The old man sat under the tree to enjoy the shade, shook the fan, complained about the hot summer, and said, "I have lived for so long, and it is the first time I have seen it." ”

They would often sit under the old mulberry tree, a few meters wide, and enjoy the shade.

A saying that reached Li Shuishan's ears: In the famine of the year, there was a large army of migrants, and they ate up the bark all the way. They also have mulberry trees planted a few years ago, and Langzhong in the town said, "Mulberry leaves can evacuate wind and heat, relieve surface heat, nourish yin and nourish Jin; mulberry can nourish yin and blood, replenish deficiency and moisten dryness; mulberry root white bark can relieve lung asthma, and dilute water and reduce swelling." ”

All things have their own unique uses.

It is precisely because the mulberry tree saves the life of their older generation that it is called the mulberry year, which is unchanged.

The mulberry tree made a fence with stones by the river, and there was always a child running over, like a fence, and after passing by, he stood under the tree and stared at it for a while, and said mischievously, "Are the white mulberries ripe?"

There are also children in long coats next to them, and the patches are sewn and mended. With the gray trouser leg revealing the blue cloth inside, he wiped the dirt from his mouth and replied, "No, keep waiting." ”

The short boy next to him drooled greedily, complained about the weather and said, "I can't help it anymore." ”

A lame old man saw them, walked slowly, looked excited, pointed at the children and scolded: "I have said it a few more times, but I still don't listen." Sending you to the academy didn't do anything. ”

The lame old man frightened them, listened to their confessions, and hurried away.

The children climbed out of the brick wall from the opposite side and ran away. And the young man in the long coat raised his head and bumped into the oncoming figure in a green shirt, fell to the side, raised his head, looked at him, and said, "Didn't you see me?"

"I see, I see. ”

The figure in the green shirt looked at Li Shuishan's calm face, and ran away with the two teenagers in fright.

The lame old man walked over, stared at Li Shuishan twice, frowned, and turned around to leave.

Li Shuishan stopped the lame old man and asked, "Uncle, how do you get to the drinking place?"

But I heard the words he taught all his life: "At a young age, I drank wine." ”

"The adults in the family need it, so I have to come by myself. ”

"Uncle, where is the place to drink? It's better to open a new one. He continued.

He shook his head and said, "The time-honored store is in the west of the town, Jiujie, the second one." Don't go in the wrong place. ”

Li Ping paused and thanked Uncle Xie.

In fact, he has called this store several times, and each time he is short of two catties, and he knows the weight when he flips it in his hand.

When the lame old man left, he went to the east of the town, just to cross the stone bridge, where Ma Yuan's son's family lived, and took a few looks.

He thought about it.

He turned and walked in the other direction.

There are a lot of gluttonous mouths in the east of the town, see that it is still early, you can go to a place of cast iron, look for a respected old man, and ask for a few good-looking travelogues, wild history.

I don't know where this swarthy old man got these books.

Walking into the big street, the old man who carried the burden wrapped a round white cloth on his head and drank sorbet in his mouth. The old man with a bamboo stick next to him was carrying a robe and selling, his wrinkled face, a waterfowl with very smooth feathers, one grabbed the old man's shoulders and the rest stood on the bamboo stick, his eyes closed, not afraid of the chaos of the street.

The old man had two brushes, and he ate by the river and made clothes to sell, and he only walked through the streets once, until someone interrupted his steps, and then stopped, and asked:

"If you buy it, I'll give you all the money I make for it. ”

When you buy it, you will pull the clothes on the bamboo pole and put them on the ground, let them pick them, and the waterfowl will stand on the ground, and most of the people who gather here are curious about the waterfowl.

The old man was disdainful, put away the coat, and the bird flew back to the bamboo pole and continued walking.

"If he really does this, then he doesn't have any guys to eat, how can he make a living?" Li Shuishan didn't care much about this kind of fun, and he was a little unhappy in his heart.

Instead, two young men in long robes beside him said, "On that mountain, a big black mouse will pop out of the grass. ”

A young man eating tea next to him said, "What big black mouse, how big is it?"

"The master told me that this black mouse is the size of a human head, and eats flesh and blood, and there are a few human bones in the cave, saying that it is the little emperor in the forest, who became a spirit, and later realized a litter of little cubs, which is in the mountain behind this town. ”

"You're talking about the mountain?"

He pointed to the ridge of the mountain not far above his head, and his finger was fixed in one place, and sighed, "Yes, this is almost it." ”

Li Shuishan felt a little uneasy when he heard this, and clutched his sleeves in his hands. He was beating a drum in his heart, but he didn't know that the two young men next to him were staring at him for a long time and shouted:

"What is your name, boy?"

Among them, the young man said clearly.

Li Shuishan was stunned, and he didn't know what to ask, so he said, "I don't know anything." ”

The young man laughed, "I don't know the name?"

"Name?" he smiled awkwardly and said, "I, my name is Li Shuishan." ”