Chapter 1

April is the end of the world, and the peach blossoms in the mountain temple begin to bloom.

The hanging mountain is located in the only place from the capital to the south of the Yangtze River. The terrain is dangerous, with its back to the cliffs, and the peaks are towering and stretching for hundreds of miles.

The mountains are like spring all year round, surrounded by clouds and fog, birds chirping, and there are countless deep blue pools. The most famous one in the mountains is fragrant

Xi and Qinglongtan. At this time, it was the time for peaches and plums to compete. Thousands of peach blossoms inside and outside the Hanging Temple competed to spit out, dressing up a new look at the Hanging Temple and the Hanging Academy next to it. The peach blossoms were fragrant, together with the fragrance of fresh trees in the air. As soon as the tourists entered it, they were lingering and intoxicated and did not know the way back. The flowers in the fragrant stream are falling from the water, and the petals are floating and sinking. From afar, the whole flowing water is like peach red. In addition, the green grass and moss by the stream, the green trees are towering, and the clouds and fog in the forest at the top of the mountain are steaming. Penglai is nothing more than this.

The Hanging Sky Temple, a famous Buddhist resort of the Jade Dynasty, is hidden deep in the dense forest of Cangshan Mountain. Xiangxi flows calmly in front of the temple. Recently, the Hanging Sky Academy, which is as famous as the Hanging Sky Temple, lives next to the temple and complements each other.

The bells of the Zen Academy are ringing, and the sound of the sutras is endless, as if it makes everything in heaven and earth quiet. With a squeak, the red paint door opened, and the abbot Yijie, with white eyebrows and white beard, sent the guest out in person. His expression was extremely eager. The guest was about 20 years old, with red lips and white teeth, and his face like crown jade. The most special was a pair of slender peach blossom eyes. When he smiled, the corners of his eyes were slightly raised, like a spring breeze. Among the shortcomings, his body is slightly thin, and the wide cyan cotton robe looks very abrupt on him, which makes his thin face pale and haggard, a vicissitudes of life.

Even if the abbot repeatedly explained in the Zen temple, the abbot still seemed to be worried. Yin Yin told him, "Mengna, since your mother has entrusted you to me, I will be responsible for you even if I am your elder!" Listen to my arrangement and teach here at ease. Don't be naughty and don't wander outside. Look at what you have done to yourself in the past two years. How can you feel at ease under your mother's nine springs!"

Manna had a bleak smile on her face. She bowed down and bowed and said, "Master, Munna came alone. Please do everything for me. It is difficult for Mengna to express his gratitude. How can you make the master waste his efforts? Master, please feel free to give me advice if there is anything in the future. Munah will definitely take the Hanging Mountain as his home and end his life!"

Looking at the desolate smile that seemed to see through everything, the abbot's eyes were solemn, his eyebrows trembled slightly, and he sighed, "Son, you follow the path on the left to the Hanging Academy. I have ordered someone to clean up a room for you. I hope you can get used to living. There is a big kitchen in the college. When the clock is clocked, you can go to the kitchen to bring food and go back to eat. As for the rest, except for a few servants served by the college, the teachers and students are all self-reliable. If you really don't know how to do it, I can also ask someone to teach you first.

Mana's heart was sad, and the water vapor in his eyes suddenly rose, and he shook his head incessantly: "Master, no, the younger generation can handle it!"

The abbot nod his head and said, "Then I'll be relieved. You go first. If you need anything, just say it. The children will be back in two days. You should get familiar with the environment quickly."

Say goodbye to the abbot and set off on the road. Monna went up the peach all the way. When she saw the clear Qinglong Pool, her eyes lit up. She lay down on a big stone by the side of the pool and closed her eyes and took a nap.

"Hey, get up!" As if there was a crash in the clear sky, Monna suddenly woke up and was facing a wide face. The man's whole body was painted, dazzlingly dark, and his eyes were like copper bells. He was not angry and arrogant, which made people feel cold. The most terrible thing was a long scar on his left face, which destroyed the original magnificent image of thick eyebrows, big eyes and high nose. If not It was the bright clouds in the sky. Manna really thought that she had met the ghosts in the mountains.

The man saw that Munna was a little shrinking, and a trace of gly flashed in his eyes. He withdrew two steps and said coldly, "Is this a place to sleep? Why don't you go? I've been waiting for you for a long time!"

Manna saw his figure clearly and almost fainted. He only said that the man's bodyguard was already a giant. Unexpectedly, the real giant was hiding in the deep mountains. When he saw the frost between the man's eyebrows, he suddenly woke up and laughed and said, "In Munena, what do you call your brother?"

The man shook his hand and left, and the bell-like voice echoed in the mountain: "My name is Meng Lao, industrious. You'd better go back with me as soon as possible. There are many poisonous insects and beasts in the mountains at night. Also, don't talk to me. Be careful that I'm tired of hearing you!"

Manna was stunned and chased after him. Meng Lao walked fast. How could he catch up? He ran out of breath and could only catch his blurred back. The road up the mountain is a little steep. Meng Lao is like walking on the flat ground. He easily goes up to the middle of the mountain and stands under the plaque of the hanging college. He holds his chest and looks at the glow of the western sky. He is still frosty.

For a long time, Bna staggered to follow up. Seeing his contemptuous eyes, a nameless fire rushed out of his heart, scolded "barbarian", adjusted his breathing, straightened his chest, and walked past him without squinting.

Meng Lao frowned, crossed him in three steps and two steps, and walked into the dense forest along a path on the left. The slope here is relatively slow. After a peach forest with enchanting flowers, the front is suddenly bright. A neat house stands on the mountain. Looking from afar, the whole building looks towering and majestic. In the distance, the white-headed Tianzhu Peak is like a shy bride, looming in the clouds. There is a large bamboo forest beside the house. The bamboo is as strong as the Optimus Prime pillar, covering it layer by layer. From the verdant bamboo forest, the peach red pear white faintly shows a shy smile. The sound of the fragrant stream water is like crying, urging tens of thousands of songs, which makes people confused.

Entering the path of the bamboo forest, Meng Lao pushed straight open the firewood door of the first courtyard. The middle yard was paved with green bricks, and a tall peach tree was planted on the left. Now it is full of peach blossoms. A large branch of peach blossoms has stretched out of the courtyard. Peach blossoms are slightly redr than what can be seen outside, and the petals fall all over the garden, like a layer of red and white carpet. There is a large water tank in the corner of the courtyard wall, which is full of water, reflecting a white cloud in the sky. There are only three rooms in the main house. There is a short side room next to it, and there are neatly piles of dry wood against the corner. Out of the small side door is a low toilet, surrounded by short orchids.

Meng took a circle and immediately fell in love with this clean and tidy place. There are only one table and two stools in the living room, and a wide lounge chair. The chair is made of bamboo, and the bamboo color is still green. It seems that it has just been finished. He was so tired that without saying a word, he dragged out the lounge chair, put it under the peach tree, and shrank up and fell asleep.

Meng Lao also wanted to introduce the situation to him. He waited left and right in his room. He came out and looked at him with anger. He grabbed him and shouted, "You pig, have you slept enough!"

Meng Na was so scared that he trembling all over. He swung his fist and hit him. Meng Lao grabbed his arm and said angrily, "Dare to fight with me. You're tired of living!"

Munna only felt that the hand seemed to be broken into two pieces. He held a breath in his heart and clenched his teeth tightly. Even if it was so painful that he sweated coldly, he didn't say a word. He only turned his eyes into a knife and poked him with a knife. Seeing that he was not afraid, Meng Lao seemed to be a little confused. He loosened his collar, took his hand in front of him and looked left and right. Meng Na snorted. Seeing that he did not move and had no strength to care about him, he curled up and began to be confused.

"How do you look like a stick!" Meng Lao clenched his thin arm and compared it. His arms were thicker than his legs. I really don't know how he survived. After studying his arms, he looked up and looked up. Meng Na was drooling again. He suddenly couldn't laugh or cry. He went into the room and took out the quilt and covered it for him. He looked at his pale and delicate face and subconsciously touched it. The scar on his face, with a sigh, took a basin of water drills into the room to clean.

"Don't make trouble with me, let me sleep..." The man's wet and hot kiss fell on his cheek, which made him hate, but he was unable to escape. Banna protested softly, and he didn't even want to open his eyes. He turned over and continued to sleep.

"Big tiger, little tiger, don't be naughty!" Meng Lao came out to carry the firewood and happened to see two big dogs lying beside Munah licking him.

It's angry and funny. When his chimney smokes, the two dogs will definitely come to report. I really don't know if those guys in the college starve them every day.

It seemed that there was a crash in the clear sky. Meng Na suddenly woke up and sweated coldly all over. I dreamed of him again just now. Is he already

He made a mark on himself, so that he couldn't get rid of it when he got to this point.

In his panic, there seemed to be a faint despair and unwillingness. Meng Lao had a slight heartache. Listening to the accent, he was a person from the capital. The capital was prosperous and lively, and the beautiful women were like clouds. At his age, it was really impossible to come to this secluded place. Moreover, he seems to be spoiled. He must have come from an extraordinary background. He must have suffered a lot when he came to today's field. The capital is a long way to get here. I heard from Master Kongkong that he was not a penny. I really don't know how he got through it.

Monna was still in a daze. Seeing that Meng Lao ignored him, the big tiger and the little tiger turned around and rushed to him in his own way. Munna screamed and fell to the ground. The two dogs rushed up politely and licked them again under their claws.

Meng Lao laughed and said, "Big tiger and little tiger, come here!" The two dogs then let go of Monna and ran around at his feet. Meng Lao squatted down and touched their heads and went in with a bundle of firewood. The two dogs followed the kitchen closely and quickly came out with bones in their mouths. They looked at Monna, who was sitting on the ground in a daze with vigilant eyes. Seeing that he was not interested in bones, he lay in the kitchen at ease. The door of the room nibbled happily.

Meng Na thought he was unlucky, wiped the saliva on his face, slowly moved to the edge of the water tank, scooped out a spoonful to wash his face, and slowly moved into the room. There are simple square tables and benches in the living room, not even chairs and calligraphy and paintings. The door on the left is still pasted with faded red Fu characters. He looked in and saw that there was only a bed, a cabinet, a table and a chair in the room. The red paint on the furniture looks old, but it is very clean and spotless everywhere. ** The quilt is folded neatly, and the pen, ink, paper and inkstone on the table are also meticulously placed.

He took a deep breath. The room was full of the fragrance of peach blossoms, and there was also a faint fresh smell of the bamboo forest. Compared with the precious incense in the deep courtyard all year round, it is like Penglai.

He suddenly fell in love with this place.

He looked up and down at himself. He opened the cabinet and casually took out a cyan cotton robe. He stripped himself naked. He was too lazy to find the trousers and wrapped the cotton robe. Suddenly, he couldn't laugh or cry. The clothes were much bigger, and the hem had been dragged to the ground. He took out the changed clothes and went straight into the kitchen, ignored the surprised look and stuffed all the clothes into the stove.

The firelight gradually swallowed the clothes. In a trance, he only felt that he was surrounded by fire, burning, suffering and struggling, but he could only watch his whole body burn and become ashes.

Fire has always been a ritual. The self-immolation phoenix can dance in the fire and die and be reborn. He quietly watched the clothes disappear into the fire, with a sad smile on his face, but as bright as the peach blossoms in the mountains.

At that moment, Meng Lao held the shovel and was stunned, and something seemed to be sinking in his heart.

Bana slowly walked out of the kitchen. After eating the bones, the big tiger and the little tiger circled around him. He smiled and touched one's head. The two dogs had always bullied and feared hard. When they saw him, they hit the snake with the stick, and all four dog claws greeted him. He was unprepared. He was too late. He was staggered and almost fell. Falling to the ground, Meng Lao was quick-sighted, took him into his arms, frowned and said, "It's time to eat!"

Meng Lao still didn't understand why the loss in his heart just now came. He subconsciously wanted to reject the inexplicable emotion. In Banna's eyes, his gloomy face hit him on the top of his head, completely smashed him up, and smashed the bad memory just now. He stared at him, broke off his arms, and sat high. Play with the big tiger and the little tiger on the threshold.

Meng Lao was kindly regarded as a donkey's liver and lungs, as if he had poured a ladle of cold water on his head. He stuffyly brought out the food and put it on the dinner table. He didn't say hello to him, so he sat down and ate it. The big tiger and the little tiger became excited, jumped around the table, and stood up straight and looked at the table. However, it seemed that he had been taught a lesson by Meng Lao and did not dare to put his paws on the table.

Looking at the anxious appearance of the two guys, Meng Na laughed, and his stomach couldn't help cooing. Meng Lao suddenly breathed a sigh of relief and said coldly, "Why are you laughing? Why don't you come to eat!"

It's not Munna if you install it again! Munna came up with a smile. Although it was only a simple dish of two vegetables and one meat, it was almost only fried with oil and salt, but the color taste was very pleasant. He had not had a meal for a long time. His index finger moved greatly and soon ate a large bowl of rice. Obviously, he was full, but he was still reluctant to put chopsticks and take an empty bowl of eyes. Ba Di watched Meng Lao eat up the rest like a remnant of the clouds.

Eating so little, no wonder it's like a bamboo pole! Meng Lao silently thought about how to feed him fat. As soon as he looked up, he held a bowl and his eyes were straight. His expression was really the same as the two dogs squatting next to him. He was secretly funny. He took the bowls and chopsticks in his hand to wash them, because he grabbed them tightly. For the first time, he didn't grab it out of his hand. The smile could no longer be held back, from the eyebrows. The corners are squirified layer by layer.

Only then did Munna realize his gaffe, and there was a bang in his head, from his neck to the root of his ears. He just wanted to shout a few words and his mind turned around. Although this barbarian had a bad attitude, he had a good job in doing housework. In the future, he had to make a good deal. Maybe he could be lazy and enjoy it. It's done. When it comes to coaxing people, Munna said the second, and absolutely no one dares to recognize the first, or he can't get from the capital all the way to the hanging mountain.

His slender eyes narrowed slightly, and he looked like a confused smile. "Brother Meng Lao, we are really predestined. Let's not talk about the same surname. Even the name is similar. If you don't mind it, how about we worship? Mengna is twenty-two years old this year. Don't you know Meng Lao's brother Gui Geng?

Meng Lao was quite surprised. For so many years, he was the first to show his goodwill to him in the college. He only felt that a stream of heat gushed out from the bottom of his heart and rushed to the top of his head. He was so excited that he even stammed a little: "I'm... almost twenty."

Meng Na was a little embarrassed. Fortunately, he just left a hand and didn't call him Brother Meng. This man is so old that he didn't expect to be younger than himself. However, if you ask him to call him his eldest brother, he is afraid that he will refuse. If he wants to call his brother, he will be full of goose bumps.

When Meng Lao saw his smile slowly receding, his heart was cold. He silently put away the bowls and chopsticks. The two dogs quickly followed. He went into the kitchen and took out a basin of bones and put them on the ground. He put the boiled bone soup into a bowl of cold. In the morning, the abbot sent someone to inform him that a teacher from the capital was going to live in his empty room. He once heard from Master Xiong in the college kitchen that people in the capital pay the most attention to diet. In addition to drinking soup, he cooked noodles and dumplings with special soup. He specially went down the mountain to buy a few big bones, picked the meat and stir-fry, and made soup with bones. He can also eat it for him tomorrow morning.

If only I could keep him, he will have company in the future.

As soon as he washed the dishes and boiled the bath water, Meng Na blocked the kitchen door and smiled awkwardly: "Brother Meng, will you be wronged if you call me the eldest brother? Why don't call me Dahu!"

It turned out that he was embarrassing this. Meng Lao's heart fell to the ground. He thought about it, stabbed it in the stove with a burning stick, and finally laughed out, "Meng... Meng Meng, okay?"

"No!" Munna screamed, scared the big tiger and the little tiger into his bones and ran away. Meng Lao touched his head, "So Meng...Mencius?"

Manna was stunned. If she didn't see it wrong, the expression on the giant's face could obviously be called shy, but the fierce face matched with this shy smile was really strange. He finally lost his temper and leaned against the door and wailed, "You call me lazy, that's what my mother called."

"Lazy..." Meng Lao meditated many times in his heart, put away the fire stick, tried the water temperature, poured the water into the big wooden bucket of the small miscellaneous house next door, muffled his head and took out a new clothes and trousers and a clotha. Seeing that he was still in the kitchen, he drooled at the fragrant bone soup in the pot. The more he looked, it looked bigger and bigger. Hu Xiaohu suddenly laughed so much that he couldn't close his mouth. He casually pulled him into the miscellaneous room and stretched out his hand to untie his clothes.

"No!" Meng Na was so scared that he shouted, tried his best to break away, and ran out. Meng Lao was furious. As soon as he stretched out his arm, he carried him back like a chicken, and rudely peeled him off and threw him into the barrel. Seeing that he was still going out, he grabbed his hair and pressed him down.

Can't you escape this fate? Muna only hated that he was blind. For so many years, most of the beautiful people could not be trusted, and they were fierce in front of him as if he might have a kind heart. Unexpectedly, he would make the same mistake again. He only felt extremely tired. He was no longer lazy to think, struggling, and drowsy to play with him.

Where did Meng Lao take a shower for others? He rubbed him like a big tiger and a little tiger, so that he almost took off his skin before letting go. When he was brought up, he found that there was something wrong with him. After washing, the big tiger and the little tiger would shake the water by himself. After washing, it turned into a pool of mud. He took off his coat helplessly and wrapped him. He had returned from the tiger. He carried him on his shoulders and strode to his room.

He only heard a loud noise. Monna's head hit the door frame, another muffled sound, and his foot hit the door again. He was in pain and cried repeatedly. Meng Lao was a little sorry. He copied him off his shoulder and protected his head with his arm, which sent him to ** without danger.

Manna is already a dead pig who is not afraid of boiling water. He closes his eyes and waits for everything on his body. The breath with the smell of grass is getting closer and closer. His heart beats wildly. When the breath sprayed on his face, his nails have been deeply pinched into the palm of his hand and hurts his heart.

Meng Lao thought he was knocked unconscious. He approached and opened his eyelids to look at him, and then explored his pulse. He found that the pulse was a little strange. His heart sank, stuffed him into the quilt, grabbed his long wet hair, and dried it with his own clothes. Munna's scalp was numbed by him and kept praying in his heart. I hope this barbarian will show mercy and don't toss himself so much that he can't see the sun tomorrow.

The expected pain did not come. He suffered while waiting. Finally, he couldn't help opening his eyes. The barbarian was squatting by the fire basin and concentrating on making a charcoal fire. When the charcoal fire was burning, he patted his clothes and got up and left without looking at him.

When he left, Banna found that he did not live in the old and simple room. The furniture in the room was newly painted. There were red valercers hanging on the top of the bed, and the long tassels drooped down, gently brushing the water mandarin ducks on the top of the bed. The quilt is also new. Although the cloth surface of blue and white on a blue background is rough, the cotton tire in the quilt is very fluffy and thick, and it is extremely warm in the quilt. He closed his eyes tightly and said in his heart, forget it, don't run away. How long can you live? Do you want to expose the corpse in the wilderness and be treated as a meal by beasts?

Soon, he turned back and held a bowl of bone soup in his hand. Meng Na lamented repeatedly that there was really nothing to eat in the world. He was fed him, afraid that his nightmare would also begin. He crossed his heart, dodged his claws that pulled his hair, and drank all the soup sent to his mouth.

Master Xiong is right. The people in the capital are just paying more attention to it. Meng Lao was secretly happy in his heart. He slapped him and pressed him back

On the pillow, when he went out, he held his head high and smiled, like a victorious general returning to the court.

Mana's whole face hurts hotly at this time. As soon as he bit his teeth, he held back his tears.

There was a sound of water in the yard, followed by a heavy sound of footsteps, and the sound of firewood squeaking and closing. After that, the door of the living room slammed, and the heavy footsteps gradually pushed to his bedside. Then, a big hand with a thick cocoon stroked his forehead and pulled it hard, and pulled his long hair from the pillow. Come on, put a hot thing around his head and tangle his quilt. The sound of footsteps slowly disappeared and disappeared in the next room.

Probably only her mother had a quilt horn for herself when she was alive. Munna's heart ached slightly. In the firelight, the man's back was like a high and steep peak. On the peak, the crystal dewdrops were like blood, like red candle tears.

The string in his mind was loose and fell into the black and sweet country.