Lin Yin Village, an unknown small village in Yunzhou, has neither any special products nor some famous people, so it has been located here for many years. It is only named because the forest in front of the village is a patch, and it brings a large area of shade every afternoon. There are a total of 67 households in the village, but most of the young and middle-aged people go to the mountains to collect medicine and hunt for a living. Although the days are hard, there is always a hope throughout the year, and it comes day by day.

The sound of a knife sharpening came from inside a grass hut, and a moment later a young man walked out with a small medicine basket and a firewood knife pinned to his waist. Cloth clothes and linen pants, but it has its own rustic and sunny atmosphere. An old man slowly appeared in the grass hut behind him, shouting to the young man: "Follow your fourth uncle and them, don't go too deep into the mountains." The young man smiled and turned around and said, "I know, I know, go into the house, grandpa." With that, he waved his hand and walked towards a few houses north of Zhuangzi. The old man looked at his grandson with a smile in his eyes, and then turned and went into the house.

Walking past a few houses, the young man looked up at the sky, and the sun was shining all over his shoulders, his clothes, and everywhere he could see. "The weather is nice," he said in his mind. After walking a few dozen steps forward, he turned into the courtyard of a family. A dirt dog that couldn't even bark on the color of his coat lay listlessly in front of the house. Although he often saw it, the young man still kept muttering, "Why is this dog so ugly?" Before the words fell, the dog's ears moved slightly, and then he got up and looked up at the entrance of the courtyard. The boy walked in with a wry smile and saw a child half-kneeling in front of the chicken coop groping for something, the boy snickered and tiptoed forward. After a few steps, I heard the child whisper, "A... Two... Three... Alas, why are there only two? These five stupid chickens eat and eat all day long, where do they all eat?" Suddenly, a person in his ear shouted, "Ah! Why are there only two!" The child's body shook violently, and just as he wanted to turn his head, he hit the chicken coop and sat down again because of his unstable body. He screamed, and raised his hand to throw the bastard in the face. Halfway through the hand, I saw the man jump back, and he protected his head with both hands to stop him: "Don't smash it, otherwise you won't have anything to eat today." The child put his hand back in front of him for a moment, slowly opened it, and the two eggs were lying intact in the palm of his hand, and a trace of happiness passed through his heart. Then he raised his head and said angrily: "Cheng Linyuan, did you kick the donkey in the head?" Cheng Linyuan shrugged: "Yes, I almost smashed another donkey." The child was stunned again, then quickly got up and ran to the well, and was about to pick up the flat pole and go up. But as if thinking of something, he looked at the thing in his hand and shook his head. He rolled his eyes at Cheng Linyuan, turned his head and shouted, "Dad, the Cheng family kid is here!" After that, he ran back to the house in a few steps, no longer paying attention to the people behind him. Cheng Linyuan felt helpless, smiled bitterly, rubbed his eyebrows and said in a low voice: "Stinky little ghost." ”

After a while, a man walked up to him, no more than five or six feet tall, with a blue and gray square scarf wrapped around his head, a large arch behind his back, and a thick eyebrows and square face, giving people an extremely stocky feeling. Seeing the young man, the man smiled and patted him on the shoulder, and said, "Come so early, don't you still think that there are not enough medicinal materials collected in the past few days?" "Hehe, of course I hope that the more the better, but it's strange to say these days, herbs are much easier to find than usual." Lu Si rolled his eyes: "The stinky boy is too greedy." Laughing, the two walked out of the courtyard together.

Walking on the path, Cheng Linyuan saw the figure of the child in his heart, and asked unconsciously: "Fourth uncle, why did you go if you don't believe him?" Lu Si waved his hand: "He is depressed every day." Cheng Linyuan was puzzled: "What's wrong with him, I look good." Lu Si said in a low voice: "It's not that this kid is too stupid, and he can't even catch a shrimp when he goes down to the river with those children in Zhuangxi, so he goes to Lao Liu Tou to ask for fishing nets, and Lao Liu Tou never wants to suffer a loss and has to change forty eggs, which has taken almost half a month." Cheng Linyuan made a slight estimate in his heart, feeling wrong, and couldn't help but say: "No, forty should have been there in half a month? How..." Lu Si snorted and waved his hand: "Let him eat it." Cheng Linyuan: "......"

Walking step by step, passing through most of the Zhuangzi, the two also met many hunters and medicine farmers who also went up the mountain. The two greeted each other one by one, and then went their separate ways. Many people in the boulevard are accustomed to going up the mountain with friends and family, and no matter what the harvest is after going up the mountain, not many people will go there alone just because they take care of each other. In life, although life may not be as good as you want, there will be a few people who think that their lives are too long.

The sun shifted slightly, and the people who went up the mountain with Cheng Linyuan and Lu Si around the time were all together, a total of seven people, and everyone didn't say much, so they walked to the outside of the village after greetings.

As he passed by the somewhat dilapidated village gate, Cheng Linyuan's gaze lingered on a large stone on the right side of the village gate, which he had seen many times since he could remember. But no matter what method is used, it is difficult to shake the stone in the slightest. Fortunately, this is not a thing that threatens the lives and safety of the people in the village, and it will be forgotten here and ignored after a long time. It's just that in the past few days, every time he goes out of the village, Cheng Linyuan will always look at this stone involuntarily, and there is an indescribable feeling in his heart, and he can't find anything wrong after thinking about it. So he shook his head, shook off these inexplicable thoughts, and hurried after the people in front of him.

Passing through the woods outside the village, about three miles to the west, it is the entrance of Cheng Linyuan and others to go up the mountain. The name of the mountain is "Forest-shaded Mountain", probably because it is located next to the tree-lined village. The north, south and east sides of this mountain are full of cliffs, and only a small dirt slope can enter the mountain on the west side. Because of the unusual terrain and the fact that there have always been ghosts in the mountains and forests, few people in the tree-lined village have found another way, and they have always walked the road in An'an. The road that sustained the lives of more than 300 people in the village.