Xiantao Mountain is famous for its resemblance to a peach. Legend has it that the immortals in the sky inadvertently dropped a fairy peach, which eventually fell to the ground and turned into a mountain.

This Xiantao Mountain is not towering, just the most ordinary hill, but it has a strange scene.

There is a stream in Xiantao Mountain, flowing down from the top of the mountain, this stream water is not frozen all the year round, it has always been warm water, there are rumors that the stream water has the effect of curing diseases and dispelling diseases, and people often come here to take this stream water back.

And this stream is also nurturing the peach trees on the mountain, it is rumored that someone once ate a peach in the fairy peach mountain, and it was a strange talk for a while, but it is a pity that there are later people to come, but there is no such miracle anymore.

Two hundred miles outside Xiantao Mountain, there is a city, this is the simplest small city, called Xiantao City, of which there are more than 80,000 people, this Xiantao City has been like this for generations, stable and calm.

On this day, there was a teacher in Xiantao City who burned his study and went to Xiantao Mountain with a bookcase on his back.

"Mr. Zhang, why are you leaving?" The steward of the Wang family hurriedly ran over, trying to stop this teaching gentleman.

Mr. Teaching hugged his fist at the steward of the Wang family, "Steward Wang, it's not that Zhang doesn't want to teach, it's just that these children are stupid and stupid, and they don't want to study steadily, it's not that Zhang is willing to teach, but these children don't want to learn at all." ”

Mr. Zhang said and threw his sleeves away.

The steward of the Wang family also blushed when he heard this, where did he dare to stop Mr. Zhang from leaving? These ten children of the Wang family, is it material for reading, he knows best in his heart, he once left five teaching gentlemen in a month, and now this Mr. Zhang, who has the best temper and temperament, has also left within two months, and now in the entire Xiantao City, who else wants to be the teacher of the Wang family?

Mr. Zhang carried a bookcase on his back and a few cakes in his arms, and left Xiantao City.

"That's it, that's it, my grandson Zheng has been confused for thirty years, and now he no longer wants to be disturbed by this world, so he simply goes to Xiantao Mountain and is a leisurely reader, which is better than being so idle every day. At the beginning, I had to bow my head for the money, but now, my mother has passed away, and I don't have any worries, let's go, let's go......"

Mr. Zhang stepped on the path out of the city and never looked back. Since then, Xiantao City has lost a teacher with a good temperament, but Xiantao Mountain has one more reader who pursues his own heart.

What is the purpose of reading? 10,000 people have 10,000 answers.

Some people sell to the emperor's family in order to learn something, and become famous in the future, and become a marquis; some people seek clarity in this life for the sake of wisdom and reason; and some people want those more ethereal legends......

Sun Zheng reads, but he just gets used to it, and he can't let it go. He has no wife and no children, just because his family is poor, but if he can have a job, how can he support his family, so that it will not be like this. It's just that he prefers to read, he picked up the first book since he was a child, and he has never put it down since he was thirty years old, he is very tired of this mundane thing, and he only feels dirty, only reading can make his heart full of a breath of fresh air, even if he has been reading for a whole day, his eyes are sore, and his body is tired, which also makes him refreshed.

At this time, it is winter, the weather is cold, but Xiantao Mountain is only a little clear, quite refreshing; in addition, although Xiantao Mountain is full of peach trees, there is no insect and fly genus, which makes Xiantao Mountain become fresh and good.

Sun Zheng lives halfway up the mountain, and although the mountain is full of withered yellow, there is a pink road from the top of the mountain to the foot of the mountain, which is the peach tree along the warm stream.

This warm current makes this row of peach trees bloom all year round, which is quite strange. He couldn't help but sigh, took a deep breath, sat back in the recliner, opened the volume of the Journey to the West, and savored it.

"Legend has it that there is a great country in the East, the world is prosperous, and there is a sage who wants to ask for the holy scriptures, but the holy place is too far away for mortals to obtain in their lifetimes, and the road is difficult and dangerous, and people often lose their lives halfway...... This sage was not afraid of hardships and dangers, and with his three apprentices, he walked 108,000 miles on foot, and went through countless dangers, which moved the holy figure and gave him the supreme classic...... In the end, this sage not only saved tens of thousands of people, but also became a saint himself, enjoying the admiration of the world......"

Sun Zheng closed the book, "This sage's courage and heart are certainly commendable, but his three apprentices are the saddest people in the world, the sage has become a saint, and his three apprentices are cunning rabbits to death, and hunting dogs to cook!"

"Is it just because his apprentices are all legendary demons?" Sun Zheng didn't know what a demon was, but he knew that all things were equal, and that a sage was certainly worthy of respect, but his three apprentices had made great contributions? Why did one suppress the mountain for 500 years, and no one asked? The other became a mortal reincarnation in three lives, and suffered all the hardships of the world in each life? The last one was also locked at the bottom of the quicksand river, and was eaten by fish and insects all day long?

Sun Zheng looked at the peach blossoms outside the house, a little distracted.

Although it is cold outside, the mountain is comfortable, Sun Zheng is halfway up the mountain is on the bank of this stream, it is even warmer, Sun Zheng sat on the recliner, covered with a blanket, and slept all night.

On the second day,

Sun Zheng picked up the Journey to the West that fell on the ground, shook his head with a smile, he looked out the window, the peach blossoms that were full of branches yesterday actually fell all over the stream overnight, and the ground was full of peach blossoms.

"The warm breeze is full of fairy peach ...... all night," Sun Zheng got up and walked out of the wooden house.

He picked up a broom, started in front of the wooden house, and slowly swept it up.

Suddenly, a long cry sounded in the sky, Sun Zheng raised his head, and saw a few flying eagles flying in the air, heading straight for Xiantao City.

"This is a flying eagle that only existed in wartime, how could it fly to Xiantao City?" Sun Zheng felt quite strange, Xiantao City was almost isolated from the world, no more than those big cities, most of the people who lived here had lived here for generations, and they also relocated here because they felt that it was suitable for living.

Besides, this place is located at the junction of the 80,000 miles grassland and Annan Province, and there is a big city like Xuanming City every few thousand miles, and few people will come here.

This flying eagle is extremely rare in Xiantao City, let alone flying so quickly.

"Could it be that something happened to Xiantao City?" Sun collected the broom, then went back to the house and took a few baked cakes, and prepared to rush to Xiantao City.

Although he is ready to live in seclusion in Xiantao Mountain, no matter how he says that Xiantao City is also his ancestral land, if something really happens, he can have one more person.

"Hopefully, it's just that I'm thinking too much. Sun Zheng packed his bags and trotted all the way down the mountain.

However, when he came to the foot of the mountain, he found a young man in a simple white plain dress staggering up the mountain.

"This brother ......," Sun Zheng stepped forward and saluted.

When he got closer, he found that this young man in plain clothes was handsome, but his face was pale, and there were even blood stains on the corners of his mouth.

"In Xia Su Heng, is there a city here?" asked the young man in white with a weak fist.