March 12 Qingming Festival

In the early morning, there was a light rain and fog in Tianjing Town, and you could occasionally see people getting up to start their busy day on the streets. They wore all kinds of clothes, yawned, and said to each other sleepily that they hoped it would be a good day.

On a mountain road dyed with a little rain, seventeen-year-old Shen Qingwen stopped at the foot of a mountain. The little face was slightly raised, and the deep eyes reflected the green mountains in the mist clearly.

I vaguely remember that I had been on this mountain when I was a child, and I was caught and scolded by the mountain owner when I stole the fruits in the mountain. The memories dissipated, Shen Qingwen smiled faintly, and unconsciously went up the mountain.

It had rained before, but the air in the mountains was fresh. Along the potholed and crooked mountain road, the stones hidden in them were faintly visible, and Shen Qingwen walked calmly on them. The sides of the body are covered with green with morning dew, and occasionally you can see red fruits hidden in them.

Staring at the red fruit that looked good in the morning light, Shen Qingwen swallowed his saliva, he was very confident, thinking that he was no longer a child, and he would not do those old stupid things.

Picking a fruit casually, and taking a bite full of juice, Shen Qingwen was satisfied, and there was a hint of surprise in his satisfaction, the taste of the fruit in his hand was better than the fruit of the Tianning Imperial Capital.

Continuing to move forward, the fruit in his hand changed from one to two, from two to three, more and more, Shen Qingwen regretted why he didn't bring a cloth bag, but unfortunately it was hateful, he took a bite of the fruit fiercely, and sprinkled his anger on these good-looking fruits.

The green mountains are not big or high, and a pillar of incense can go from top to bottom, but it took Shen Qingwen a pillar of incense to just reach the mountainside. In his hand were three or two fruits, and behind him were all the pits of fruits, which were soaked in the loose soil, like wet mud and fine stones.

Shen Qingwen squatted down, looked at the kernel, then looked up at the sky and thought about it. He understood why there were so many stones in this path.

Just as Shen Qingwen was about to continue walking, a woman with a charming face suddenly walked down at the corner of the mountain road in front of him, with green silk and drops of crystal dew. She was carrying a basket, and the basket was full of red fruits, and her good-looking eyes were obviously stunned when she saw Shen Qingwen, but then she saw the fruit in her hand, and suddenly looked at the murderer.

"Where did the thief come from!?Do you know who this mountain owner is?" the good-looking woman frowned and shouted angrily, making a gesture to hit someone, but she didn't see her take another step.

Shen Qingwen blinked, inadvertently revealing the long sword on his back, he smiled, understanding why the woman didn't do it for a long time, this fruit picking girl was not stupid.

The fruit picking girl was temporarily started by Shen Qingwen, and after the woman finished speaking, Shen Qingwen spoke: "Gu Dogdan, what about Gu Laojiao?"

"You're talking about King Gu Sheng, right?" the fruit picker turned her eyes brightly, and then sighed: "He's dead." ”

Shen Qingwen was angry when he heard his name, and wanted to scold this Gu Dogan for not knowing the height of the sky, and taking such a magnificent name. But when he heard that he was driving a crane west, he had to keep his mouth shut, he didn't want to dream of this person later, otherwise it would be really terrible.

"Where did he die?" Who are you?" Shen Qingwen asked the fruit picker again, and did not forget to take a bite of the fruit after asking, but seeing the fruit picker glaring at him angrily, Shen Wenqing bent down with a sigh, and the sword on his back was about to come out, the fruit picker dared to be angry and did not dare to speak, Shen Qingwen snorted lightly and took another bite of the fruit proudly.

"And he died in this mountain, choking to death when he ate the fruit. And I'm his daughter. The fruit picker turned her face and replied lightly, her good-looking face was full of contempt for Shen Qingwen.

Shen Qingwen, who was eating the fruit triumphantly, felt his throat tighten, and he almost choked to death. I wiped my mouth, only to feel that this fruit was unlucky. After thinking about it, he put it in his sleeve, so that the auspicious fruit could be stored well. But then I remembered something, and looked at this fruit-picking girl with some surprise, and vaguely remembered that Gu Goudan was a person who looked extremely ugly, why did he have such a beautiful daughter.

Shen Qingwen squinted, looking at her age of sixteen or seventeen, white skin and beauty, red lips and white teeth, and plain clothes and makeup did not cover her good-looking appearance. But Gu Goudan is an older leftover man, although he has a fruit mountain and some goods in his waist, but because his face is really unbearable, his portrait is not very popular in the blind date, but it is sold very hot in the area of Zhenzhen Demon Ghost.

How could such a person have such a good-looking daughter, the more Shen Qingwen thought about it, the more angry he became, and he shook his head angrily. When the fruit picker saw this person's posture, she was even more disgusted by the crazy person in the book, and admitted that she was unlucky today.

"Are you his own child?" Shen Qingwen covered his face, this was his last stubbornness, he really couldn't figure out why he had such a good-looking daughter.

"What do you mean by that?" the fruit-picking girl's face turned red when she heard this, like the fruit on a basket. As if he had been taken advantage of, he pointed at Shen Qingwen and scolded: "I am his own child! My name is Gu Pingguo! What's the matter with you! You fruit thief!"

Shen Qingwen laughed, this woman's temper was a bit like that Gu Goudan, he couldn't help but feel a little sad, this Gu Goudan actually died, "Where is Gu Goudan's grave?" I'll go and spit...... No...... It's to see him. ”

Gu Pingguo was startled at first when she heard this, but then she thought about something, and looked at Shen Qingwen as if she had seen a ghost, "I...... You...... Is your name Shen Qingwen?"

Shen Qingwen hummed suspiciously, nodded, and did not deny it.

"Aren't you dead?" Gu Pingguo shouted, her already white face was a little whiter, and the fright was so great that the red fruit on the basket fell straight down.

Puzzled to the point of anger, Shen Qing stomped his feet angrily, and shouted in his mouth It's a pity that this Gu dog has gone west, otherwise he will definitely die.

Gu Pingguo's eyes flashed with a hint of success, Yinghong's small mouth was simply hooked, and then she shouted sweetly to the back: "Dad, do you hear clearly? ”

Shen Qingwen, who was still scolding angrily on the spot, suddenly stopped talking, and secretly screamed in his heart that he had hit the plan, and he was about to run away. He wanted to run quickly, but the soles of his feet were full of fruit cores, and bursts of stinging pain came from the soles of his feet, and Shen Qingwen immediately scolded those who littered, there was no father!

A black figure suddenly emerged from the forest, the black shadow was extremely fast, as if it could resist the wind, and in the blink of an eye, it was more than a dozen steps in front of Shen Qingwen.

The black shadow was a man who looked to be twenty-seven or eighteen years old, with a handsome face, a graceful demeanor, and a very extraordinary aura.

This person's name is Gu Shengwang, also known as Gu Goudan.

"I heard that you are going to kill me?" Gu Sheng Wang squinted and asked, the breeze caressed the black clothes, and when he turned his breath, he was already in front of Shen Qingwen's eyes.

Shen Qingwen secretly scolded Gu Pingguo for being vicious, and sure enough, the words of the old ancestor were right!

This woman is the number one poisonous girl in the world!

He didn't forget to run away during the scolding process, and the moment King Gu Sheng arrived, he wanted to raise his feet and run wildly, but his cultivation was profound, and he picked up Shen Qingwen like a chicken.

"Hehe, long time no see, Brother Gu...... I'm handsome again......" Shen Qingwen smiled brightly, faceless and skinless, so shameless.

Gu Pingguo, who was carrying a basket on her back, also walked down from the mountainside, with curved willow eyebrows, a smug smile, and a delicate little face full of comfort, she walked in front of Shen Qingwen and stretched out her white little hand.

Shen Qingwen's heart was like ashes, and he was full of doubts: "What are you doing?"

"Phew, it's pretty beautiful!" Gu Pingguo was stunned, and her white hand bent again, "You just ate a hundred fruits, it's time to give money!"

Shen Qingwen's mouth opened into a circle in surprise, and he found out that he was so able to eat it on the first day. He wanted to plead, but looking at the attitude of the father and daughter, coupled with his shyness. felt angry and aggrieved, and wanted to scold the woman for being unkind, but succumbed to the hotness from the side, so he had to say: "...... first I owe ...... first."

"Dad, according to the rules of our family, what if someone else takes credit?" Gu Pingguo was waiting for Shen Qingwen's sentence, and her eyes were full of pride.

Gu Shengwang unexpectedly put Shen Qingwen down, patted him on the shoulder, gently stroked Shen Qingwen's silver hair, and said with guilt and distress: "You have worked hard all these years." ”

Shen Qingwen, who was in place, wrinkled his nose, thinking that the wind in this mountain was very strong.

......

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The sky was overcast, and a few rain flowers had fallen in the blink of an eye. Shen Qingwen stood on the top of this mountain full of red fruits. Countless clouds hung on his silver hair, and he stood in front of hundreds of tombstones, letting the rain wet his clothes.

After a long time, I heard him muttering in the heavy rain: "Daddy, Qingwen is back." ”

On March 12, during the Qingming Festival, there was rain and fog.

Hongguo Xiaoshan, seventeen this year, I'm back.