Listening to what Mu Chenhao said, Heyuan shook his head: "Since it's okay, it's the best." Mu Chenhao looked around for a week, and never saw the words and ink hanging on the wall, touched the wall, the crane was far away, Mu Chenhao looked along, it turned out that the words and ink were hanging by the window, and his vision was taken away by the mountain scenery, so that he ignored this place.

With just one glance, Mu Chenhao was already distracted, far more obsessed than just watching the mountain scenery, and he was slow to pull it out. Heyuan stood aside and read: "I don't know where to step on Heqing, can I enter the half-world cave with the wind?" scratched his ears and cheeks for a moment, and shook his head: "It's a mess." ”

Fang Reading, Mu Chenhao looked at the four abrupt characters placed horizontally on the top, the penmanship was much rougher than the two columns, but it was also surprisingly suitable, and murmured: "The mountains and rivers are good." ”

He glanced at the words and ink, and then at the stunned Mu Chenhao, and did not interrupt, smiling Yingying stood, stretched out a hand to help the wooden chair on the side, touched it, and touched a wine glass, although there was no wine, but it made a piercing sound, and even hurriedly took the wine glass, carefully straightened it, and glanced at Mu Chenhao as if he was a thief, but fortunately, Mu Chenhao did not react, and this party was relieved.

Suddenly, Mu Chenhao turned his head and said, "Brother Heyuan, don't you think that there is something missing in this word." Heyuan scratched his chin, shook his head and smiled: "You are embarrassed for me, if I understand this, I still need to be a running guy in this restaurant?"

Mu Chenhao felt speechless, turned around, and was about to reach out and take off the inscription, Heyuan said behind him: "Don't worry, it's just a cup of tea, it's not bad if you look at it more, it's better for me to stay free and rest." Listening to the guy's lazy words, Mu Chenhao smiled dumbly, so he had to nod: "Okay." ”

After a while, a wisp of mist passed through the window, and Heyuan hurriedly greeted him and waved his hand away, dissatisfied: "Go, go, this house full of incense has hooked this fog." As he spoke, he stretched out his hand to close the two windows, and before the end of the pass, he glanced at the crowd again, "Becoming immortals and becoming immortals, all of them are like fools, immortals are so easy to do, where are ordinary people in this world? ”

The mist dissipated, printed on the inscription on the wall, soaked a little, there was the fragrance of ink, Mu Chenhao sniffed a few deeply, stretched out his hand to dip the four-character handwriting, touched it wet, looked at the fingertips, there were ink stains not dry.

With a chuckle that was difficult to understand, Mu Chenhao only looked down at the ink on his fingertips, twisted the ink stains with two fingers, and let the little ink spread out from the fingerprints of his hands, and he was silent for a long time, and finally said softly: "The mountains and rivers are good, and I have never been an immortal." ”

As he spoke, He looked at Mu Chenhao from afar and said, "Haven't you ever been an immortal?

"Mountaineering?" Mu Chenhao was stunned, thought for a moment, and slowly shook his head: "Don't climb." ”

Crane was far from puzzled: "Don't climb?" Then this said, no, it seems that there is a big regret, even if you take all this great rivers and mountains, it is a pity that you have never been an immortal. Mu Chenhao stared at Heyuan, saw that Heyuan was a little stunned, and subconsciously took a few steps back: "What's wrong?" Mu Chenhao shook his head: "When I was inscribed, I asked you if you thought there was something missing in this inscription, and you were busy saying that I was difficult for you, and now I really doubt whether you are a guy in this restaurant, and I said that I was puzzled but turned to pick on me." ”

Heyuan snorted: "Isn't what I said true? Didn't you say that someone grabbed your neck and asked you viciously if you would like to become an immortal?" Forcing you to be an immortal, if you don't do it, you will be killed?" After hearing this, Mu Chenhao laughed: "The mountain can't go up, do you still want to have such a good thing?" Heyuan smiled: "This is also true, even if there is such a thing, then it is not enough for the ancestral grave to smoke and the dead tree in front of the door." If this immortal doesn't do it, he'll be a big idiot. ”

"......" Mu Chenhao heard this, the corners of his mouth opened and closed, and he was speechless for a while. When he was in Tianyandu, a pot of bitter tea after the rain, the rickety old man drank it with himself, the taste was extremely bitter, but it was to remove the moisture, and he once asked himself if he would like to become an immortal. When he was in Mu Yunfeng, he was an old man with a long beard, and after saving his life, he wanted to keep himself on the mountain, and he also asked him if he was willing to become an immortal, but unfortunately, they all replied the same way, and his tone was firm, and he had never regretted it until now.

In front of the table, he touched the ink and dipped it in the inkstone, and said: "This mountain and river is naturally excellent, but there is something missing under it." At this moment, Mu Chenhao couldn't care about anything else, and the voice in his head insisted on calling him to inscribe his own handwriting, and the voice of questioning, asking him if he had become an immortal, the sound was deafening, and Mu Chenhao had already lifted the ink and wanted to write on the wall.

Heyuan stood aside, showing no signs of stopping, as if he had thought of something, and hurriedly shouted to Mu Chenhao: "Do you really want to be an immortal?"

Mu Chenhao shook his head, and had already inscribed the word "no" under the word "mountain" with four strokes, and replied: "Naturally not, but it's not much, just change one word." ”

"Change a word?" He Yuan didn't know, he just watched quietly, Mu Chenhao wrote more and more, until the word "immortal" was smooth, and he vented his doubts and grievances these days. On the word crane looking at the distance, it is the same as the four characters of mountains and rivers, but it is really a word that has not been a fairy, but it is very different from its meaning. Just watching, Heyuan unconsciously muttered,

"I don't want to become an immortal!"

When the words fell, there was a sound outside the window, and he turned his head and pushed open the window, and there was a drizzle like silk stabbing down obliquely, and he said in surprise, "It's raining." ”

And at this moment, Mu Chenhao came to his senses, and he patted his head with a headache, and his heart was full of regret, he was going to take down this inscription, although he saw that someone had already made up four words for this inscription, but there were four more words for no reason, and how to explain it. After hesitating again and again, Mu Chenhao stretched out his hand several times and retracted it, I am afraid that this word is not good. Heyuan obviously saw Mu Chenhao's concerns, took off the inscription with a big grin, blew a few breaths to dry the ink stains, stuffed them into Mu Chenhao's hands, and comforted: "It's okay, my shopkeeper is also a big boss, even if you hand it over to him, he can't see it." ”

Mu Chenhao took the inscription and smiled: "Don't say that it's coarse, I'm worried that your ability to pick thorns was learned from your shopkeeper, then I'm afraid I won't be able to go." Heyuan didn't think it was a taste, and smiled: "Pick or not, you have to send this word down, isn't it, is it just that the pestle doesn't move on this five-story building?"

"Yes, accept your auspicious words, and hope that your shopkeeper is a big old man, raise your noble hand and let me go. Mu Chenhao was helpless, so he had to sigh and wave his hand to go downstairs together. Heyuan was unhurried, and before leaving, he squatted on the ground and shook a few haphazard wine jars one by one, and said a little angrily: "I really haven't drunk anything left." ”

Seeing this, Mu Chenhao asked curiously: "Look at this posture, Brother Heyuan is still a little thief? Even this drunken wine jar has to look at the bottom of the altar." When Heyuan heard this, he stood up and explained: "Brother Mu's words are serious, if these words enter the ears of my shopkeeper, will I still have to get my wages these days?"

Finally seeing Heyuan deflated, Mu Chenhao's heart was a little refreshed, and he smiled: "Since Brother Heyuan likes to pick thorns and work, and the courtesies are still exchanged, I have to raise a bar." ”

As he spoke, the two looked up and laughed together. He Yuan patted Mu Chenhao on the shoulder and said, "In so many years, you are still the first one who is willing to talk so happily with my running buddy." Mu Chenhao shook his head: "It's not a secret, the reason why your shopkeeper asked me to come up to pick up the words is to ask me to pay for the meal, and I also lost the shopkeeper's kindness, I said that I don't embarrass me for my own difficulties, otherwise I would really become a downstairs errand with you." ”

The words of laughter reached Heyuan's ears, and Heyuan, who was still smiling just now, suddenly changed his face, looked at Mu Chenhao suspiciously, and looked at Mu Chenhao from head to toe as if he had never seen it before. Mu Chenhao seemed to be puzzled by Heyuan's sudden seriousness, and asked Chi Qian: "Brother Heyuan, who are you?"

Heyuan shook his head, without the look of a hippie smile, and said, "Brother Mu just said that you owe a meal, and my shopkeeper wants you to stay and run a house to pay off your debts?" Mu Chenhao nodded slightly puzzled and replied: "Yes." ”

As if he didn't believe it, Heyuan asked again: "Haven't you ever laughed?"

Looking at Heyuan's very serious appearance, Mu Chenhao naturally couldn't make jokes, and nodded seriously: "It's definitely not a lie." Heyuan took two steps back, his eyes kept on Mu Chenhao, shaking his head, and snorting a few times from time to time, which was very strange.

"You refused?" asked Heyuan again. Mu Chenhao nodded. Suddenly, Heyuan beat his chest, raised his head and scolded: "You are really a big idiot!"

Mu Chenhao was more and more confused by Heyuan, and couldn't help asking: "Brother Heyuan, why is this?" Heyuan propped his hands on the table on his body, pushed the unpacked meal plate inside, and replied: "To be honest, there are a lot of people here who come because of this mountain, there is no shortage of that kind of wandering ranger, there are few children on him, and he likes to visit all kinds of fairy mountains, and he always feels that he has some skills. After speaking, Heyuan suddenly leaned over, picked up a chopstick from under the table, threw it into the messy plate, and continued to speak: "He is no matter how godly, no matter how capable he is, he is also hungry, and he has to and eat." Then he has to come to this waterfall building to eat and drink, and after eating and drinking, he doesn't have a fart in his pocket, what should he do?"

Mu Chenhao listened deeply, waiting for Heyuan's next words, Heyuan usually obviously listened to the storyteller's nonsense, learned a few tricks, smiled at Mu Chenhao, and after a moment of silence, Mu Chenhao frowned, and couldn't help but say, "Go on." ”

Heyuan was very satisfied with Mu Chenhao's reaction, and said proudly: "What can you do, beat it up and throw it out?" Speaking of this, Heyuan suddenly fell silent, bent down in front of Mu Chenhao's ear like a thief, and said in an extremely low voice: "This shopkeeper can be picked, he is distressed." ”

Then he straightened up and resumed his original voice: "When you meet those good-natured and sensible, let them go up to these five floors to get something, and when they meet those who are unreasonable and eat white food, they strip off their clothes and throw them out." ”

Mu Chenhao smiled dumbly: "If you want to say this, come to this five-story building and get something down, you won't lose money? He Yuan didn't know how to reply when asked, so he scratched his head in embarrassment and said vaguely: "That's pretty much it, anyway, if you want to stay on an errand to pay off your debts, it's really the first time for you." ”

"Then I still made a big bargain?" Mu Chenhao said with a smile.

Heyuan was a little anxious by this question, and almost jumped up: "Aren't you talking nonsense? Although our Waterfall Building is not a famous family, the terrain is good, and although there are many poor eggs, it can't stand the many children of the gentry." Just these five floors, those four floors, you have to pay a lot of tickets when you come up, this shopkeeper is happy, let go of your hand you have to be happy and can't sleep at night. Moreover, there are many people who have benefited from the mountain. Mu Chenhao nodded, he heard Mr. Storyteller talk about this when he was on the first floor, everyone has their own fate, and this is the fate.

Speaking of this, Heyuan sneaked into Mu Chenhao's ear again: "You have also heard from Mr. Storyteller just now, those good things brought down from the mountain are actually wrapped up by our shopkeeper." ”

Mu Chenhao smiled and said, "It seems that you have a lot of prejudices against your shopkeeper." Heyuan waved his hand very seriously, and raised a few volumes intentionally or unintentionally: "Nonsense, I have a lot of respect for my shopkeeper." ”

"So, you don't want to leave such a big amount of oil and water, but you want to come to this five-story building to pick up things, do you say you're stupid? This is just like what we said before, someone is forcing you to become an immortal, you don't want to, do you say you are an idiot?"

Mu Chenhao smiled and replied, "It's really important and I need to go home." Heyuan grinned: "What are you doing here if you have something important, come here and go back, it's not for mountaineering, what are you trying to do." Mu Chenhao didn't respond, and didn't know how to speak.

As if he felt that he was in a hurry, Heyuan's voice was a few degrees lower than before, and he apologized: "The words are in a hurry, and they are a little ugly." Mu Chenhao waved his hand disappreciatively, and scolded with a smile: "Brother Yuan looks at me like such a stingy person?"

Heyuan felt worried, scratched his hair and was a little embarrassed: "It seems that I am stingy." ”

Tell me a story, I heard it, but I think it's not perfect, love shouldn't be like this, so I changed the ending.

There is a disabled old man who has no heirs, let alone a wife and concubine, and only lives alone like this. Later, someone was curious, so they asked him why he didn't find someone to be with him for a lifetime and enjoy his family. The old man smiled and said, "I'll tell you a story." ”

"Once upon a time, there was a pair of loving lovers, who have recognized each other for the rest of their lives, like glue. But later, they met the most vicious gangsters, if they were killed with a knife, it would be a pleasure, to be a mandarin duck with the same fate, but the murderous gangster always had perverted ideas, he wanted the two of them to guess the box, win the life, and lose the death. Since they want to live and die together, they went to Huangquan together, and the two discussed that they would come out of the stone together. But the boy loved her very much, and she was the same age, and he couldn't bear it, so he secretly replaced the stone with scissors. ”

The man listened, fell silent, and spoke weakly: "That...... Why is it that the man lived. ”

The old man smiled, shook his head, and showed bitterness on his face: "Because at that time, the girl came out of the cloth." ”

"It's really hateful, and it's your own fault. The man couldn't help but scold, and began to sympathize with the old man again, no wonder he was lonely and old, thinking that he was deceived by the most trusted person, and his heart was like ashes.

As he was talking, the old man suddenly shed tears of excitement, his hands trembled, and he looked distressed: "But that girl loves boys more, how could she not think of the boy's thoughts?

The old man was full of tears, and the muddy tears could no longer be hidden: "I love her, but she loves me even more!"

I wanted to go with her, but before she died, she only said one sentence,

"For me, live well. ”