The occurrence of strange incidents again and again further confirmed the statement that Bai Qingyun is a "disaster star", and the villagers are convinced of this. As soon as he walked through the village alleys, every family would immediately close their doors and hide, even the shops would close their doors, and even his playmates of the same age would be guarded by their parents and not allowed to associate with him. In this way, he did not dare to go out and see people.

He gradually felt lonely in his heart, depressed and annoyed, unable to explain himself, and was absolutely claustrophobic in his study, reading and writing all day long.

This miserable day has passed for more than two years.

Another autumn has arrived, and it is a gloomy and gloomy autumn.

The autumn wind is sassy and rainy.

The autumn rain in the mountains is reluctant to give up day and night, and it is more than ten days at a time.

On this day, the rain was sunny and sunny, and it was a rare good weather.

Just after lunch, Lu Hailong walked lightly to the door of Bai Qingyun's study, gently pushed the door open, poked into half of his fat head, grimaced at him, and whispered: "Bai Qingyun, come here!"

Bai Qingyun was concentrating on practicing calligraphy, and when he saw Lu Hailong calling him, he put down the pen in his hand, happily greeted him and asked, "What's the matter?"

Since Lu Hengping was the housekeeper of the Bai family's compound, his son Lu Hailong became the only uncontrolled child who played with Bai Qingyun, although Lu Hengping also had some taboos and worries in his heart.

"Go up the hill and pick mushrooms. Lu Hailong's white and chubby smiling face shone brightly, like a warm and smooth white mushroom.

"Just the two of us?"

"I've got a couple of friends, and they're all waiting for us on the other side of the bridge. ”

This made Bai Qingyun a little difficult. In fact, he doesn't need to pick mountain mushrooms himself, the people in the family will go up the mountain to pick them back in due time, he just wants to take this opportunity to go out and relax. To tell the truth, he had lived in this pot-bottomed village for nearly twelve years, and he didn't know what the surrounding mountains were like, which also gave him a mysterious yearning. However, to pick mushrooms, he had to go to Nanshan to pick mushrooms, and he had to cross the wooden bridge over the Hongsha River, and the south end of the wooden bridge was a village market town.

"Speak quickly, are you going or not?" Seeing Bai Qingyun's hesitation, Lu Hailong urged eagerly.

"Then I'll go talk to my grandfather. Bai Qingyun said that he was going to his grandfather's bedroom.

"Don't go!" Lu Hailong hurriedly grabbed Bai Qingyun and said, "Otherwise, you won't be able to go." ”

"But what if the others know?" Bai Qingyun was worried that if he didn't tell his grandfather, the next people would stop him if they knew.

"They're all on lunch break, no one will know, so you can rest assured. Lu Hailong lowered his voice and said.

So, they quietly slipped out of the gate, like two small birds out of the cage, and flew happily towards Nanshan.

Nanshan is a high mountain in the southernmost part of Shuangquan Village, and its mountain is majestic and surrounded by clouds and mist all year round. Because the villagers are accustomed to using wood to get materials nearby, and the trees in Nanshan can slide down the slope and slide directly to the foot of the mountain after being felled, which is very convenient to use, so the villagers always like to go to Nanshan to cut wood, and over time, the trees on the top of Nanshan are cut down. The sawdust sprinkled into the soil during the logging process is a good nutrient for the growth and reproduction of edible mushrooms, so the mushrooms grow rapidly, break through the soil after the rain, and spread all over the mountains. If you pick it, all of them are full of color, thick and crispy meat, and it is a delicacy on the table of the villagers. Whenever the rain has passed, the villagers will always climb to the top of the mountain with hoes in hand, stubble after stubble, and plow the soil on the top of the mountain to the point where there is no grass and bare sediment. Looking from afar, the Nanshan is like a burly man, wearing a green colored coat, sitting cross-legged, unfortunately the top is thanked prematurely, so some people call the Nanshan "Bald Mountain".

Lu Hailong made an appointment with five friends, plus him and Bai Qingyun, there were a total of four boys and three girls. After they met, they laughed and trotted all the way to the bald mountain, and climbed to the top of the mountain with great difficulty along the steep and muddy mountain road that was as winding as an intestine.

Bright sunshine shone over the bald hills.

When the bare mountain top suddenly appeared in front of the eyes of their partners, they opened their mouths wide one by one, and they couldn't close their mouths in surprise for a long time.

The trees on the top of the mountain have been cut down, and the hoe is used to plow again and again when picking mushrooms, and the top of the mountain has become a barren land, barren and bald mountains. Under the soak of more than ten consecutive days of rain, the cracks in the ground are wide open, and if someone accidentally falls into it, then don't think about climbing up again.

Another reason for the surprise of the partners was that the large white mushrooms had just broken through the earth, revealing half of their white and tender little heads, and it seemed that they were about to hide again when they saw them.

The partners were all very excited, carrying bamboo baskets and hulala, and picking them with their immature hands. In less than half an hour, their baskets were full.

When the partners were picking mushrooms, Bai Qingyun did not join them, but stood on the steep top of Bald Mountain, overlooking the whole of Shuangquan Village.

Shuangquan Village is like a huge green water basin, the milky white river meanders through the basin floor in an "S" shape, dividing the flat basin floor into north and south halves, and the sky over the lush farmland and dotted villages is filled with steaming mist, and the scenery is as beautiful as Penglai Wonderland.

He looked around, and the entire village of Shuangquan was surrounded by the surrounding mountains, which were green and verdant.

He had never been out of this mountain nest. Although I have been to the town at the foot of the mountain with the nurse a few times, I still haven't really been able to get out of this continuous mountain, and I don't know what it looks like outside this mountain. He stepped on the soft soil on the ridge, and a sense of pride suddenly rose in his heart, and he couldn't wait to immediately turn into a goshawk and spread his wings and soar. He wants to fly, he wants to fly, he really wants to fly over these mountains, fly to find the wonderful world, and fly to the mysterious vast universe......

"Bai Qingyun—"

"Yun'er—"

"Come here!"

Bai Qingyun came back to his senses in a clear call, and when he looked back, he found that his companions had already picked enough mushrooms, and his hands were turned into a trumpet shape and shouted to him over.

"Shall we go to the mountain temple and have fun?"

As Bai Qingyun greeted him, a tall, thin boy pointed to a dilapidated house at the other end of the ridge and asked him aloud.

Seeing the way they gathered together, it must have been discussed, and he had no choice but to comply.

They carefully bypassed the crack at the top of the hill and soon walked to the dilapidated temple.

After a long time and wind and rain, the mountain temple is already in ruins, and the mountain gate is open.

Although the temple is dilapidated, the villagers come every year before the Spring Festival to burn incense and pray for peace.

The companions rushed into the temple gate, stepped on the overgrown weeds in the courtyard, bypassed the crooked, rusty stone monument, and entered the main hall, then stopped and froze, glaring at the surroundings with stunned eyes......

The main hall is tall and spacious, and there is a tall Jinjia Mountain God in the middle of the hall, with a red face and black beard. There was a hideous-looking judge on the left and right of the mountain god, and there was a grinning imp on each side of the judge, which frightened the girl and squeezed straight to the boy's side.

The house was full of dust and the corners were covered with cobwebs. The walls are painted with various immortals, each with different postures, lifelike, as if there is a fairy aura and charm escaping. It's a pity that someone once burned wood to keep warm, and the corners of the front wall were blackened and smoked, and it stretched throughout the room. Since the Heavenly Palace Immortals in the main hall were shrouded in smoke for a long time, over time, the murals on the walls had become a little blurry.

As the spirits of the partners slowly relaxed, they became active one by one, jumping up and down, touching and fighting.

When they had enough of the fighting, they picked up the carbon rods in the ashes left over from the wood-burning heating in the corner of the wall, and used their imagination to scribble graffiti everywhere. Some gave a plate of Pingguo to the hands of the Tota Heavenly King, some changed the golden pill treasure bottle of Taishang Laojun into roasted chicken legs, some lit the fly brush of the land lord, and some hung gold ingots on the flower fairy......

Bai Qingyun moved the incense burner and jumped onto the offering table, painting the red face of the Jinjia Mountain God into a black face.

The partners were having fun, and suddenly there was a rumbling sound outside the hall.

"What sound?" someone asked.

"It was like thunder was going on outside. Bai Qingyun judged.

At this time, everyone noticed that the light in the temple was getting dimmer and dimmer.

A little girl ran out into the yard and looked at the sky and shouted, "Let's go, it's going to rain!"

They rushed out of the temple and saw black clouds rolling in the southwest, and half of the sky was already covered with dark clouds, accompanied by thunder and lightning.

This made them all panic, thinking, how can this ghost weather change? You know, there is still a long way to go home from the mountain, and if it really rains, it will be difficult to get home.

"Don't panic, everyone, the heavy rain won't come for a while, you guys hurry up and pack up your things and go down the mountain!" Bai Qingyun knew in his heart that the thunderstorm would come as soon as it was said, and it would come as soon as it was said, but the more panicked he was, the easier it was to have an accident, so he could only use this to comfort everyone.

Under Bai Qingyun's calm command, they hurriedly lifted the basket full of mushrooms, two boys led the way in front, and three girls walked in the middle.

Just as they approached their door, a heavy rain fell from the air, drenching them one by one into chickens.