When he woke up, Su Changqing was refreshed. I scooped up some cold water, washed my face, and went to eat porridge. Today's porridge is a little thin and there is more water, Su Changqing knocked a salted duck egg, and ate it with pickles.

The leaves were eating porridge under the table, and at the end of the bowl they licked clean.

"Let's go!" After breakfast, Su Changqing patted the dog's head on the leaves, "Let's go shopping for a while!"

Su Changqing's life has been quite good these days, because he has no tasks, he comes to read books or go for a walk on weekdays, and his small life is extremely chic.

I don't know what's going on lately, I used to feel that the words in the book were jerky and difficult to understand, but now when I look at it again, every time I read it, I have a new experience every time, but it suddenly opens.

Probably because of the system.

Su Changqing rubbed his chin, led the leaves and went to prepare things.

This mountain is called Yongtou Mountain, and it is said that there was once a dragon here, and it did not rain here for 4 years, and then a dragon passed by, and it rained here, and then it slept here. Su Changqing knew that this mountain peak was undulating, and the mountain was like a dragon's head, so there would be nothing more than such a legend.

When Su Changqing was very young, he heard his father tell him that there was a small temple on the top of Longtou Mountain. It is said that it has been around for more than 100 years.

My father said that when he was in the past, he heard that there was an old monk in this temple, but now that the times have changed, I don't know if the old monk is still there.

But I guess it's no longer there. Su Changqing thought silently.

Su Changqing has never climbed to the top of the mountain, firstly because he went to join the army when he was young and is not here, and secondly, because he is too lazy to go after coming back, to be precise, there is no time. After all, at that time, he was busy every day, busy with his wife and children, busy with the old and young. If you marry a wife, you will be able to take a family. Can you not be busy?

Now that he is old, although his physical endurance is not good, he also has time. With the time to do anything on your own.

After preparing the bread and mustard that were used as rice and some apples that were used as offerings, Su Changqing walked towards the mountain.

At this time, the sky was still only cloudy, and some dim sky was swaying overhead, and the sun in the sky was poking its head out little by little. The leaves walked and walked in front of Su Changqing, and suddenly stopped.

"What's wrong?" Su Changqing stepped on the soil under his feet and raised his head to look at the leaves.

The leaves raised the dog's head and stared at the somewhat fish-bellied white sky.

"Wow!" he cried softly, scratching the ground with his paws, which showed scratches one after another.

Su Changqing followed behind him, and for some reason, the moment the leaves turned their heads, he vaguely saw a trace of loneliness in his eyes.

"Let's go. Su Changqing was silent. Looking at the mottled bamboo leaves in the corner, I still walked towards the mountain.

The distance on the mountain is very long, and there are a lot of butterflies along the way, all of them are vegetable butterflies, and the yellow and white ones are all around the leaves.

"Looks like they like you very much. Su Changqing smiled and rubbed his hairy head.

The leaves stuck out their tongues, and their mood seemed to be healed by butterflies, and they barked at him, wagging their little tails around.

He stopped and stopped, and it was noon in a trance. After hastily eating some bread, Su Changqing put the bag on his back and continued to walk up the mountain.

His feet were not fast, and his walk was slow, and the leaves had disappeared all at once, but he waited for a long time before he caught up and then walked away in a hurry. Just follow Su Changqing's steps.

The air in the mountains is good, and the walk is cool due to the abundance of trees. The air is always filled with the sweet smell of grass and trees, mixed with the aroma of earth.

The road to the top of the mountain is very smooth, probably used to be often walked by old monks, so a small path has been opened.

Su Changqing walked for about 5 hours, his legs were almost gone, except for the leaves, he was still walking vigorously on the path, and he couldn't see that he was tired at all.

"I think it's almost there. Su Changqing gasped, his eyes looking around a little blurred.

Finally, I climbed to the top of the mountain.

The landscape at the top of this hill is barren, and the vegetation grows desperately, winding around a dilapidated little temple like crazy.

At first glance, it is full of green.

Su Changqing found a stone and sat down, rubbed his somewhat sore legs, and looked up at the place.

It's just that on the top of this mountain, there is nothing but a small temple, which has been separated from the mountain division of the villagers, and a few trees stand here alone, just like this dilapidated small temple, guarding the faith that no one knows anymore.

Su Changqing looked at it for a long time and didn't speak. Finally, he touched the dog's head with a handful of leaves, "Let's go!" ”

I don't know why, Su Changqing always feels that the leaves can understand people's words, and his every move is full of cleverness.

The leaves wagged their tails and walked towards the temple.

Su Changqing raised his left foot and stepped in from the low threshold.

The temple was dimly lit, with only a few rays of sunlight streaming in through the cracks.

The temple didn't know that it was the road god who was enshrined, and the statue was covered with a thick layer of dust. The old altar is in a mess, and the worship stool is completely unrecognizable. Su Changqing brushed off the dust on it, and when he knelt on the worship stool, it also made a tooth-sore "gurgling" sound.

Su Changqing bowed to the Buddha statue, didn't ask for anything, stood up after worshipping, and began to shake the lot.

It's just that halfway through this shake, he suddenly remembered that he didn't ask for anything, so what else did he shake. Patting his head, Su Changqing shook his head helplessly, and put down the shaker bucket again.

It's not that he doesn't want to ask for a signature, it's just that he doesn't know what to ask for. Asking for a signature is just a sustenance.

"Leaves, don't move!"

At this time, Su Changqing heard the movement behind him, turned around and saw the leaves running wildly in the small temple, and he hurriedly scolded him.

The leaves stopped, looking at him with wet eyes.

"In the temple, you have to behave in the future......" Su Changqing touched his head, hesitated, and took out an apple from his bag, "Do you want to eat?"

Leaf's eyes lit up, and he licked and nibbled on the apple.

Su Changqing smiled, took out the remaining apples from his bag, and carefully placed them on the offering table one after another.

"Next time I'll sweep you. Su Changqing looked at the Buddha statue silently, and when he saw the shocking dust, he suddenly felt a sadness.

It's almost forgotten, right? I don't know who will remember him.

The forgotten god is always lonely.