On this night, the moon was full like a disk, and the silver light was bright.

The beggar woke up at noon, and after a delay of half a day, he wanted to hurry by the moonlight. During the day, the weather is hot and dry, but it is not as comfortable as walking at night. A cool breeze blows, mixed with the scent of wildflowers and the freshness of green leaves, which is really refreshing.

The beggar took a big stride and just walked for a while, but he heard the female Taoist behind him say: "Let me down!" Although the female Taoist has also woken up several times since she slapped the beggar that day, she was really weak and confused, and after a while, she fell asleep again, and she was able to speak loudly. The beggar was overjoyed when he heard this, and hurriedly put the female Taoist down, and said, "The fairy aunt can be regarded as getting better!" The female Taoist didn't speak, facing Mingyue, crossed her legs, pinched the magic in each hand, closed her eyes slightly, and sat up. But after seeing her even her breathing, she slowly vomited deeply, her snort lingered, and her complexion gradually calmed down, as if she was blending into one with the breeze and the bright moon.

The moonlight is like water, quietly caressing the face of the female Taoist, exuding a white and holy breath, the breeze is passing by, lifting a few broken hairs between her forehead, like the light clouds covering the moon, the flowing wind returning to the snow, looming, like a dream, beautiful. The beggar looked at it for a long time, took a long breath, and praised it sincerely: "The fairy girl is so beautiful!"

Far away from the hustle and bustle of the world, the four fields are quiet, and everything is silent. The trees on the hillside swayed gently, stirring the mottled shadows in the shade, and they were as hazy as smoke. At the bottom of the mountain, the big river hangs stars, the silver light is overflowing, the blue water is rippling, and it flows into the sky and into the Milky Way.

The beggar was fascinated by the beautiful scenery in front of him, so stupid and stupid that he forgot where he was, and just kept repeating a thought in his heart: "If you can die here with the fairy girl, it will not be in vain." "I don't know when, the beggar has fallen asleep, in his sleep he is no longer the beggar who is bullied and ridiculed, lonely and miserable, he really gets his wish, and he is here to settle down and stay with the female Taoist in this life.

The next morning, the beggar awoke to the sound of birdsong. wiped away a trace of the smile on the corner of his mouth, and knew that all the things last night were just a dream of Nan Ke, just an illusion. Looking for prestige, but I saw hundreds of birds gathered on the riverbank, mostly sparrows, mixed with orioles, larks and other birds, the feathers were bright, and it was very good-looking. Some drink water by the river, some catch insects among the bushes, and some sing loudly, and the music is graceful and listening. The beggar smiled and said, "This is really a fairyland on earth." ”

When he looked back at the female Taoist, he couldn't help but be shocked at first. The female Taoist still maintained a meditative posture, but she fell to the side, not knowing life and death. The beggar hurriedly stepped forward to take a look, and felt that her snort was smooth and her breathing was smooth, so she was relieved.

The beggar originally wanted to stay here for a few more days, but he was afraid that the female Taoist's condition would worsen, so he thought that it would be better to go out of the mountain as soon as possible to seek medical treatment for the female Taoist. At that moment, he ate some wild fruits to satisfy his hunger, picked some berries and fed them to the female Taoist, and then set off again.

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From this day on, the female Taoist was unconscious and ignorant during the day, but at night after the moonrise, she was able to support her body and meditate, and when the moon was gone, she lost her vitality and could not wake up for a long time. The beggar was very suspicious at first, but after a long time, he was not surprised, as long as the female Taoist was free of life, he was much more relieved.

The big rivers in the mountains are getting wider and wider, but the water flow is gentle and quiet like a mirror. At noon on this day, the water suddenly became rapid, and the sound of waves and water was faintly heard in front of me. The beggar cheered up and hurried away with the female Taoist on his back. The further you go, the more rapid the water flow, the clearer the sound of the water, and later, but you can see the waves of the water chasing the sky, deafening, but it is the water that follows the trend, forming a waterfall and falling away.

The beggar walked cautiously to the edge of the waterfall and looked down, but saw that the mountain wall was like a cut, falling straight down, and the torrent was like a dragon, as if it had fallen nine days away. The strange rocks on both sides of the mountain wall protrude, although slightly eased, but there is no way down. The splashes of water are bathed in the sun, colorful and beautiful. The beggar sighed at the ingenuity of the gods, but he had no leisure to enjoy the beautiful scenery, looking east and west, just looking for a way down the mountain.

At the end of the waterfall is a waterhole, and the continuous gray squares on the edge of the waterhole attract the attention of the beggars, although the water vapor is too real to see, but the shape of the house can be faintly distinguished. The beggar was overjoyed, picked up the female Taoist, and said with a smile: "Sure enough, there is no road for anything, and there is another village, hahaha...... I don't believe that with my two legs, I can't walk out of your mountain. ”

The beggar walked along the mountain wall until the midnight moonlight, and then walked out of the range of the mountain wall, revealing a steep slope that could barely go down. The beggar wanted to go down the mountain and rest her feet, but the female Taoist woke up when she saw the moon, and she didn't talk to the beggar, so she struggled to get off the ground, meditated on the moon, and instantly settled down. The beggar couldn't, so he had to rest with the female Taoist.

As the saying goes, it is easy to go up the mountain and difficult to go down, the beggar carries the female Taoist on his back, stepping on the loose soil and stones, step by step, and it is already the afternoon of the next day when he comes down the mountain, and when he returns to the foot of the waterfall, it is already dusk. But I can see that willows are planted all over the side of the waterhole, dancing in the mist of the water, which is so beautiful that it is intoxicating. At first, the sound of the water was not loud, but when I walked to the edge of the waterhole and faced the waterfall, the sound of the water suddenly thundered and deafened. In fact, the mountain wall is concave, forming a three-sided echo wall, bringing together the sound of water.

Despite the rumbling of the water, the beggar slowed down and walked quietly, as if the slightest sound might offend the local gods. Out of the willow forest, there is a pebble path. Along the path, rows of fenced courtyard houses are built along the road, as if they are in order. However, the small courtyard was surprisingly quiet, not hearing the roosters and dogs barking, and there was not a single figure, and the beggar couldn't help but feel nervous. Walking further in, I saw that the house was open, and the courtyard was in a mess, and there were even more blood stains, and I couldn't help but sigh and said, "This beast tide is also hateful!"

The beggar's original excitement had gradually cooled, and when night fell, he casually found a house to go in, ready to rest. However, as soon as he stepped into the house, the beggar stared at him in horror. But I saw a pair of middle-aged men and women lying upright on the floor of the house, and through the dim light from the doors and windows, they could still be seen wearing bloody clothes, mutilated limbs, and hideous and terrifying faces. Although the beggar was bold, he had never seen such a death, and when he cried out and wanted to cry, he stepped down and exited the house, his legs weakened, and he fell to the ground on his back, and lay on the female Taoist.

At this time, I suddenly heard a voice say: "Death is dead, what is there to be afraid of?" When the sound of people was heard in the place of death, the beggar only felt that his liver and gall were split, and he opened his mouth to scream, but he couldn't make a sound. Turning around at dusk, a person happened to pass by the gate of the courtyard. I saw that the man was wearing a scarf on his head, dressed in a green cloud robe, with one hand on his chest and the other hand on his waist, walking lightly without hearing the slightest sound.

The beggar plucked up his courage and shouted, "Are you a human or a ghost?" The man did not answer, but pointed to his hand and said, "This house is clean, you go and rest yourself." Then the man had reached the foot of the willow forest and went to the waterfall. The beggar got up, chased two steps, and shouted: "Hey, hey, don't go, tell me how to get out of the mountain......" The figure disappeared in a flicker under the willow forest, and the beggar picked up the female Taoist, and when he chased the willow forest, where was there still a figure. He walked around the waterfall for a long time, but still found nothing, so he had to return in a huff. He did not dare to approach the house any further, and saw that there was a grass hut at the back of the village, which was quite dry, so he made a shelter.

After the moon rose in the East Mountain, the female Taoist was just about to get up and cultivate, when suddenly a gust of wind blew, and a black cloud floated in, which happened to cover the bright moon. The female Taoist frowned, and before she could say a word, she fell asleep again. The beggar couldn't help but be surprised, and wondered: "Could it be that absorbing the bright moonlight is the way to become an immortal?" A flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, the corners of his mouth grinned, and he said happily: "I'll try it too." At the moment, I also forgot that there was no moon in the sky, and I learned the appearance of a female Taoist, sat cross-legged, pinched a magic trick in my hand, and cultivated in style.

However, after sitting for a while, the tiredness of the day welled up, and I was suddenly tired and drowsy. Just as the beggar was rushing to Zhou Gong, there was a faint flute sound in the night sky. The sound of the flute is leisurely, but it is very moving, and after listening to a few notes, the sleepiness disappears. The beggar couldn't help but be very annoyed, and said: "His grandmother's, who is this, he doesn't sleep in the middle of the night......" Before he finished speaking, he suddenly interrupted, with a look of fear on his face, thinking of the dead bodies placed in the house, he suddenly felt a cold back, and stammered: "It won't be, it won't be...... Right?"