The drizzle fell silently, like silver filaments spit out by countless silkworm girls. Thousands of filaments, rippling in mid-air, clothed this green mountain with a misty light veil.

The scent of plums wafts through the air.

This mountain is full of plum trees! Hidden under the green leaves are golden plums, full and delicious.

"It's raining a lot in the rainy season! It's ripe! Hahaha!" A middle-aged man with a basket on his back and a beard on his face crumpled his smiling face and walked up the mountain.

Behind him was a column of people, men, women, and children all carrying baskets on their backs, smiling and walking up. This meter-wide mountain path was actually crowded with people! The drizzle also sprinkled a layer of "white sugar" on their heads.

"Okay, okay, my old bones can't go up, I'll pick them here!" a silver-haired old woman, hunched over her back and panting into the roadside woods, put down her basket, pestle a stick, and kept panting.

The middle-aged man at the front of the line looked at the old woman and said with a smile: "The highest place, the plums are the sweetest!"

"Oh, you're talking lightly, she's so old, you let her climb to the top, and you want people to die!" said a middle-aged woman in the crowd with her hair coiled up, rolling her eyes.

The people in the back laughed when they heard it.

The old woman with the stick also smiled and said, "How can the plums on this plum mountain not be sweet? no matter how sweet they are, they are sweeter than the sour plums in other places, and I don't believe that the plums on the top of this mountain can be sweeter than those on the mountainside!"

The people on the road were laughing and continuing to climb up. There was a lot of laughter along the way.

"It's time to get there, everyone quickly pick their own, I won't let anyone!" said the middle-aged man in the lead with a smile to the people behind him. After saying that, he hummed a little song and walked towards a forest.

The plums on the top of this mountain are really full, and the plums are still wrapped in raindrops, crystal clear, and yellow shiny!

"Phew! This broken Taoist temple is still here! It occupies a few acres of land, and there is not a single immortal!" a man frowned and spat on it.

"Hey, you better say less! There are so many sweet plums on Meishan, maybe they were planted by the Taoist priests in this temple!" said the woman with coiled hair earlier.

"The musty smell of this broken Taoist temple is getting heavier and heavier, and I don't know if there is anyone in it! ”

"Why not, I heard before that someone saw a white-clothed Taoist priest flying on this mountain and stepped on a sword!"

"Hahaha, it's all children messing around, will the gods live in such a broken Taoist temple?"

"Okay, okay, don't talk about it, go pick plums, don't waste time!"

As soon as these words came out, the group of people hurriedly stopped chatting, hurriedly walked into the forest in different directions, put down the basket and began to pick the plums. Carefully put them in the back basket.

This mountain is affectionately called "Plum Mountain" because of the plum trees that grow all over the mountain, and the strangest thing is that most of the plums in other places are sour, but the plums on Plum Mountain are all sweet!

This group of people who went up the mountain were villagers at the foot of Meishan Mountain, and they lived in a small village at the foot of the mountain - "Meicun". Plum Village is surrounded by water on three sides and mountains on one side, so most of the villagers make a profit by selling river fresh and sweet plums to other places.

Every year during the rainy season, the villagers go up the mountain to pick plums to sell, and the sweet plums are quite popular with outsiders, so they can make a lot of money.

On the top of Meishan, there is a tattered nameless Taoist temple, this Taoist temple has no gate, only two round and high wooden pillars, the color has dropped eighty, and it can only be vaguely judged that the red paint has been brushed.

The pillar seemed to be soaked with rain from time to time, some of it was blackened, and it was covered with moss. Pedestrians can smell the "wonderful" smell of rotten wood as long as they pass by.

Behind the pillars are several dilapidated houses, and a large Tai Chi pattern is painted on the ground of the courtyard.

The villagers only go up the mountain during the rainy season every year, and every year they pass by and look inside curiously, but the villagers have almost never seen a Taoist priest here. Only a few children secretly went up the mountain to play, and then went home to tell their parents that they had seen flying fairies.

Every household here has never planted plum trees, all the plums in the village are picked in Meishan, no one knows who planted them on the mountain, some people say that they were planted by the ancestors before, some people say that they were planted by the old gods in the broken Taoist temple on Meishan, and some people say that they are wild plums.

The village is surrounded by a river, and there are many fishing boats on the river, and this rainy season is also the peak fishing season. The villagers on the river are busy in the drizzle.

At this time, at the door of a house, there was a loud roar......

"You damn girl, put down the burden for me!" a good-looking middle-aged woman clutched a young girl's back collar with one hand and shouted loudly.

The woman's hair, which had been tied high with a rope, was now slumped at the back of her neck with the loose rope, messy and wet.

There were also water droplets on her face, and she looked at the back of the girl's head fiercely, and her eyebrows and eyes revealed a little heroic. The facial features are marked, but there are some not-so-obvious fine lines at the corners of the eyes!

She was wearing a linen shirt and trousers, her clothes were almost completely soaked, her trouser legs were pulled up a little above her knees, and she was still dripping with water, she was barefoot, standing in a figure-out, holding the girl's back collar with one hand, and one hand on her waist, she looked like a female general at first glance!

"Mother, why are you back? Aren't you fishing in the river?" said the girl in alarm. This girl looked like she was fifteen or sixteen years old, and her big round eyes kept blinking in a panic. The baby's fat little face is really smart and cute!

The girl's jet-black hair was tied high with a turquoise ribbon, and a long ponytail hung down her chest.

The girl's thin lips pursed, swallowed her saliva, and tried to turn around, but found that the collar was pulled very tightly, and she turned it hard, and the collar was twisted in a circle, and she looked at the woman......

Suddenly, his eyes narrowed into a slit, and he grinned and revealed two cute dimples, and said to the woman with a smile: "Mother, don't stop me, I will become a fairy in the future, and I will definitely let you enjoy Qingfu!"

The woman squeezed her hand tighter, grabbed the girl by the collar and pulled it to her side, and the girl was pulled back and screamed, "Ouch".

The woman scolded: "Qu Yanluo, if it weren't for your Aunt Lin telling me on the boat that you asked her to borrow money yesterday! You would have slipped away today! I knew something was wrong with your old lady as soon as I heard it, so I jumped out of the boat and swam directly ashore and ran back! Fortunately, I caught you!"

Qu Yanluo sighed and said, "Mother! I'm going to the 'Golden Wind and Jade Dew', which is the top sect in the Xianmen family! I have been accustomed to water since I was a child, just to go there to cultivate one day! I used to sneak out of the village to play, and I didn't all come back safely? Can't you ......?"

The woman didn't want to listen to it, so she frowned and scolded: "Qu Yanluo, if it is so easy to become an immortal, will there be mortals in the world......? What Yulu, do you know where it is, you just leave? What did you scare me into when you sneaked out before? You borrowed that money to eat a few meals? You starved to death and died of cold before you became an immortal! Put down the burden for me!"

The girl hurriedly shouted: "I know where I am, I just have to go all the way north to Van Gogh! No matter how far away, I will go! I am already sixteen years old, and you said that I can make my own decisions after the age of sixteen, and I can go wherever I want!"

The woman seemed to be shocked by these words, as if she remembered something, and looked at Qu Yanluo blankly, and her hands were a little loose. Qu Yanluo took the opportunity to try to run, but her neck tightened again, and her collar was grabbed again.

Qu Yanluo sighed deeply, and heard another scolding from her mother: "Who said that he was sixteen years old, I obviously said that he was eighteen years old......!

Before she finished speaking, Qu Yanluo turned around and slashed her mother's arm with her backhand, and the woman suddenly covered the split arm. Qu Yanluo took the opportunity to run away.

The woman was left behind in front of the house and covered her arms and scolded: "Dead girl! her strength is getting bigger and bigger, don't come back if you leave, and don't think that I will chase you back!"

She looked at her daughter's hurried back in disappointment, took a step with one foot, but took it back.

A wave of heat rushed into his eyes, and tears swirled in his eyes, but they didn't fall out.

"Let's go, even if she doesn't leave, in two years, I should go......"

The woman's brows were furrowed, she stood outside the door for a long time, and involuntarily walked a few steps out, and after a while, she turned around and walked back, and entered the house, and the moment the door was closed, tears rolled out of her eyes and dripped on the ground.