There are four mountains in the world, namely Wudang Mountain, Longhu Mountain, Qiyun Mountain, and Qingcheng Mountain.

Among the four mountains, Wudang and Qiyun are located in the Eastern Regions, one north and one south.

Although Buddhism is prosperous today, Taoism is slight, but there are still many pilgrims who believe in Taoism, Bei Shangyun's mother, Bei Shangji's wife Bai Ruo is one of them.

On the third day of the first month of every month, Bai Ruo has to go to Wudang's Yuxu Palace to enter the incense, and it has never been broken for eighteen years.

Bai Ruoyu remembered that night twenty-one years ago, the night when the two met for the first time.

The moon was very full that night, and on the peak of Little Lotus Peak, a young man looked at the moon with teary eyes and cried like a lost child......

At this moment, it is early morning, Wudang, which stretches for more than 400 miles, is shrouded in a dense white air, and the seventy-two pillar peaks are like immortal mountains, looming.

The main peak of the huge pillar of heaven is like a golden pillar of jade, standing proudly in the world, and you can see a golden top in the clouds when you raise your eyes.

Standing at the foot of Daming Peak, beside him is an endless stream of pilgrims.

Bai Ruo looked at Bei Shangji with a smile in his eyes and asked, "Do you want to go to Little Lotus Peak this time?" ”

"If you didn't say it just now, this has gone to Daming Peak, don't forget it. Bei Shangji rarely showed a look of surprise, waved his hand and said.

Bai Ruo looked at her husband who was a little weak-hearted with a smile, "You didn't say anything when you passed by the foot of Little Lotus Peak, I thought you didn't want to go?"

"How can it? next time, next time......"

Standing behind her father, Bei Shangyun and her brother glanced at each other, with a smile in their eyes.

Twenty-one years ago, my father and mother met on that night on Little Lotus Peak, and then they met and fell in love, and tied the knot three years later.

On the night of the wedding, my father told my mother that he would walk once a month in the future, and he would have to go once a month no matter how busy he was.

Later, my mother said, there is nothing to other peaks, only this little lotus peak, your father, you are very timid, especially on the peak.

"Okay, okay, next time and next time, it's all up to you, it's all up to you. Bai Ruo learned the tone of the northbound coaxing himself, and said softly.

"Go up the mountain. ”

Beishang Ji couldn't hold it anymore, and after quietly glaring at his wife, he waved his big hand and slowly stepped on the stone steps that could be climbed to the top of the mountain.

A total of nine people came together this time, namely the four members of the Beishangji family and their sister-in-law Bai Luo, Zhu Yao, Gu Dahong brothers and Yang Nanguan.

Du Li's worst thing is to climb the mountain, so he was absent again and again, staying to watch the dart game, and the only time he went to Wudang was twenty-one years ago.

Bei Shangjie walked in front with his wife, followed by Bei Shangyun and Bei Shangwen, then Yang Nanguan and Gu Dahong, and the little fat man who was still restless after being held hands, and Bai Luo and Zhu Yao were at the end.

The name of Wudang Mountain, Yang Nanguan has already heard of it, not only in the book has seen it, the old man has also talked about this Wudang Mountain, which is known as "the unparalleled victory of the ancient world, the first immortal mountain in the world".

The Wudang Mountain in the book is high and dangerous, the flying clouds and fog, the majestic place is like a flying dragon walking in the sky, I see it today, what the book says, is true.

The whole Wudang Mountain is like the immortal array, the seventy-two peaks of the arrow are majestic and magnificent, like the pillar of the sky, known as the seventy-two peaks towards the big top, the sentence of the twenty-four streams flowing for a long time.

Daming Peak is more than 400 zhang high, and you need to step on more than 3,000 stone steps to reach the peak. After walking for half an hour, the group had only reached half of the mountainside, and they had not yet reached half of the mountain.

A little Taoist priest who went down the mountain to carry water glanced at Bai Ruo, who was a little physically exhausted, and stopped and said kindly: "Fifty zhang ahead, there is a small Taoist courtyard, you can rest for a while." After the little Taoist priest finished speaking, he went down the mountain.

The stone steps are about two zhang wide, and there are unknown herbs on both sides, ancient cypress, and wild hawthorn...... Bei Shangji stopped, picked a very attractive red wild hawthorn, wiped it with his sleeve, handed it to his wife, and said with a smile: "Do you want to go to the front to rest?"

Bai Ruo took a small bite of hawthorn, which was sweet and slightly sour, which was very refreshing. pinched most of the hawthorn in his hand, put it in front of her husband's mouth, and watched him eat it, Bai Ruo smiled very gently: "Of course I went, I was tired of walking." ”

"Let's go, stop inking!"

At this time, Bai Luo, who had always been disgusted with walking too slowly, shouted, with a thick impatience in his tone, and maybe, a little envy.

As soon as she finished speaking, she walked from the end to the front and walked alone.

Bei Shangji and Bai Ruo glanced at each other, shook their heads with a smile, and followed, and before half a cup of tea, a small Taoist courtyard came into view.

Two seven or eight-year-old little Taoist children with a broom are sweeping the dust in the courtyard with a broom, and the old man is unsigning for the pilgrims, and a sycamore stands in the courtyard, and the mountains are full of greenery.

Without being admitted to the hospital, everyone found a clean place to sit down at the entrance of the courtyard, and turned their heads to see the enshrined figure in the courtyard.

The figure stepped on the turtle, with its hair draped over its shoulders and its sword in its hands, and its posture was majestic. That is the person who is respected by the world's Taoist unity-Emperor Zhenwu.

Not only in every nunnery of Wudang, every palace, every view, every hall is enshrined in the Zhenwu Emperor, the dragon and tiger, Qingcheng, Qiyun three mountains also have the majestic posture of the emperor, and the Buddha Gate is like a sky away.

At this time, raise your eyes and look down the mountain, you can only see the white expanse of a hazy, under the shroud of white mist, everything as far as the eye can see is a little dreamy, like a fairy mountain, like a fairyland, so that people are stunned unconsciously.

In the eastern sky, a touch of golden light quietly emerged, and under the continuous sea of clouds, a big sun slowly floated......

Except for Bai Ruo, the rest of the people have all practiced martial arts, and they naturally don't feel tired when they walk the stone steps of seven or eight hundred.

After a while, seeing that Bai Ruo was almost resting, he went north and said, "Let's go on." ”

Everyone got up one by one, but Bai Ruo was still sitting, she stretched out her hand to Bei Shangji, smiled with her eyebrows, and motioned for him to pull herself up.

Kitakami shook his head with a smile, and gently pulled his wife up, his rough big hand held the silky little hand, and the temperature of the palm of the big hand warmed the little hand.

Bai Ruo could feel that Beishang had changed, and the smile on his face became more and more, as if he had unloaded a heavy burden, and he was happy all day long, without the appearance of being calm and smiling less before, as if he had changed from an honest person to a prodigal.

What happened ten days ago, Bai Ruo didn't know, and he didn't want to know!

She didn't want to know about Bei Shangji's past, where he came from, and what he was shouldering, she only knew that his name was Bei Shangji, and he was Yun'er and Wen'er's father, and she was Bai Ruo's husband.

There is such a change in Beishangji, Bai Ruo is very happy, because she likes to see him laugh, and he laughs very silly and intoxicating......

Glancing at everyone, Bei Shangji suddenly smiled, and his brows furrowed slightly.

Because there was one person missing, Bai Luo was gone, and not long ago, she was picking hawthorn next to a big rock.

Before he could ask, Zhu Yao had already smiled and said, "Bai girl, she thinks we are walking slowly, so she left first, saying that she was waiting for us in front." When Zhu Yao said this, his eyes were full of smiles.

"When did she leave?"

Hearing this, Bei Shangji's brows did not open, but wrinkled deeper.

He has never left, and the one who can leave quietly under his nose must at least have the realm of a little grandmaster, could it be......

Thinking of a possibility, he raised his eyebrows and looked at Zhu Yao. When the latter nodded with a smile, Kitakami also laughed.

"What did this girl just break through?" said Kitakami with a smile.

For this little sister-in-law, there is no rut at all in the north, but fortunately she has returned to the wilderness, but she has never poked out any big baskets.

However, what made Bei Shangjie feel a little strange was that Bai Luo also followed Wudang this time, which was something that had never happened in so many years before, every time he called her, he didn't come, but this time he took the initiative to follow, which is really strange.

"Let's go. ”

Without asking what dumb riddles Bei Shangjie and Zhu Yao were playing, everyone set off again and left the small Taoist courtyard again, and re-embarked on the first step of the mountain stone steps that I don't know how many years have passed.

Walking all the way to rest, when you reach more than 1,900 steps, a small road hermitage stands on the left side of the stone steps, and there is a large stone shaped like a tiger next to it.

At this moment, on the big stone, a woman in white sits on the back of the tiger, looking at this misty fairyland on earth, two little Taoist priests stand in front of the tiger stone with anxious faces, and persuade this aunt to come down, so anxious that they are about to cry, saying that this big stone is a mountain god, and they can't ride, they can't ride......

In the direction of the head of the big stone tiger, a wooden bridge goes deep into the clouds and mist, like a flyover to another peak, Wudang seventy-two peaks, there are such wooden bridges in the middle of the mountainside, or three, or four, these wooden bridges connect each peak, dangerous and magnificent.

The outlines of green hills can be faintly seen in the clouds, and on the wooden bridges that have never been broken, pilgrims are either nervous or leisurely walking.

For the first time in their lives, visitors walk on this overpass carefully, holding the bridge rope tightly in their hands, while the tourists who have walked many times stride steadily, talking and laughing.

"Auntie. Bei Shangyun shouted, and it was Bai Luo's woman in white who turned her head and muttered at everyone: "How can you walk so slowly." ”

"How do you get there? and go up the bridge or cross the bridge?"

Bai Luo got up, jumped down on the tiger stone that was revered as the god of the mountain, and walked in front of his sister.

But Bai Ruo ignored her, turned his head and smiled apologetically at the two little Taoist priests, and then poked Bai Luo's forehead and said softly helplessly: "Cross the bridge! ”

"Who is rare, if it weren't for ......" Bai Luo glared at the boss, but suddenly as if he had thought of something, the words stopped abruptly, and two red glows appeared on his face for no reason.

"I'll go first. ”

Throwing off a sentence, Bai Luo turned around and left, looking a little deserted and fleeing.

Looking at Bai Luo's slightly flustered footsteps, Bei Shangji suddenly remembered that she was also twenty-eight years old this year and was not married yet.

In the dart game, a handsome young ranger came to borrow it six days ago, and he has never left, and Bai Luo, who has always been plain-faced, has also had some traces of rouge on his face in the past few days......

As everyone knows, Wudang is very accurate in asking for signing, especially in marriage, if you get the sign, and your sweetheart will become a dependent, it will be nine out of ten, and it will make people feel that the mountain should not be dedicated to the Zhenwu Emperor but should be worshipped Yue Lao, after all, the marriage is not under the control of the emperor.

Like Yang Nanguan, Bai Luo was also the first time to go to Wudang and the first time to walk on the wooden bridge called Cloud Bridge.

However, compared to Yang Nanguan's carefulness, Bai Luo strode on the cloud bridge as if she had walked many times, as if walking on the ground, as soon as everyone got on the bridge, she only had a back left in the clouds, and then even a shadow was gone.

The cloud bridge is very strong, and there are nearly 80 people walking on the bridge as far as the eye can see, and the bridge does not shake much.

The cloud bridge is about three zhang wide, I don't know its length, in short, there are already twenty zhang that can be seen, and the rest are hidden in the clouds and mist.

The bridge is made of pine wood, and the texture is very hard, and ordinary swords need to be chopped a dozen times to leave shallow marks on it.

The bridge rope is as thick as a strong man's arm, and the fact that it can withstand the weight of so many people shows how tough it is.

Holding the bridge rope tightly in his hand, Yang Nanguan felt that his legs and stomachs were a little soft, and his feet seemed to have roots, and it took a long time to take a trembling step.

The rest of the people walked very steadily, Yang Nanguan soon fell to the end of the line, but no one cared about him, Gu Xiaohong even found that he had fallen behind, and specially ran over to urge him to hurry up.

After living in the dart game for a while, Yang Nanguan was familiar with everyone, and Bai Ruo especially favored this handsome young man who could help cook rice, wash dishes and chop wood.

But at this moment, she was busy holding hands with her husband, Zhu Yao glanced at Yang Nanguan when he walked by, and then turned a blind eye, as if he wanted him to practice his courage, Gu Dahong didn't notice it, he just walked slowly, Bei Shangwen and Bei Shangyun didn't seem to see it, and there was only a little fat man chattering next to Yang Nanguan.

"Brother Yang, why is your face so white, and you sweat a lot!"

"Let's go faster, Brother Yang, you're walking so slowly......"

Yang Nanguan didn't say a word, pursed his lips tightly, his face was white and terrifying, and his whole complexion was like a serious illness, and he was sweating profusely.

Walking on the cloud bridge, there is a curling white mist beside you, and the scenery around you is like a fairyland, but there is also a bottomless abyss under your feet......

Trying to glance down, Yang Nanguan only felt dizzy, and almost fell directly in front of him.

Since he was a child, he has been dealing with ancient trees that are seven or eight feet short and ten feet high, climbing up and down every day, Yang Nanguan never thought that he would be afraid of heights, and it is estimated that even the old man did not expect it.

"Yang boy seems to be dying, do you really leave him alone?" Bei Shangwen turned his head slightly, glanced at Yang Nanguan with his peripheral vision, and then asked softly in a voice that only two people could hear.

"Don't go. Bei Shangyun looked ahead, and refused categorically: "I want to go to you." ”

Hearing this, Bei Shang shrugged his shoulders indifferently, and smiled at the corner of his mouth: "I won't go either." ”

"Ahh

At this time, Gu Xiaohong's voice suddenly came, and Bei Shangyun turned his head suddenly, only to see that the stupid guy was sweating profusely, lying on the cloud bridge with a pale face, and holding the bridge rope tightly in his hand.

A kind middle-aged pilgrim was helping Yang Nanguan up, and he was helping him up, but the bridge rope he was holding in his hand couldn't be loosened.

Without saying anything, Bei Shangyun immediately trotted over, smiled at the pilgrim, helped Yang Nanguan's body, and put his hand on his shoulder, Qianqianyu stretched out her hand, easily broke Yang Nanguan's hand holding the bridge rope, and led him slowly forward with a red face.

Among the crowd, only Gu Dahong turned his head and watched the girl run towards the young man, and then quickly turned his head with an uncertain look in his eyes.

Bai Ruo glanced back and asked her husband softly, "Yun'er seems to be a little different from Xiaoguan, do you think?"

"Let's leave the child's affairs alone, anyway, I'll look at it in a few days, Yang Xiaozi has a good temper. ”

"I think so too. ”

“......”

An old couple and wife whispered earnestly, warm and beautiful.

For Yang Nanguan, who also had some unknown origins, Bai Ruo accepted it quickly, after all, her husband was also such a person of unknown origin.

Bai Ruo has never practiced martial arts, but she can naturally sense the good and evil of people, she quietly observed Yang Nanguan, and found that he was not only not malicious at all, but also a little stupid.

Although he doesn't talk much, he is very serious and attentive in his work, and Bai Ruo likes him in a few days.

He can see that Yang Nanguan may have been living in the deep mountains and old forests, and there may be a master, but there is no malice.

Bei Shangyun didn't know why she bothered with this stupid person, she only felt that her face was a little hot at the moment.

In a drowsy state, Yang Nanguan felt that someone was helping him to walk, and the smell of that person was very fragrant, and the smell made people feel very relieved......