Chapter 15 One Shanglong Shushan 2
Three strokes a day, and the weather finally got hot.
A pair of big eyes in the golden chicken pier were staring at Zhao Ze. When Zhao Ze finished playing, he sat back on the stone and began to rest. The owner of these big eyes slowly climbed out of the grass, picked up a bundle of dry wood, and walked towards Zhao Ze.
There were footsteps behind him. Zhao Ze opened his eyes and took away the felt hat that was in his face. He turned around and saw a ragged woodcutter coming with a stick. He was probably coming to the river to drink some water, but when he approached, Zhao Ze found that it was not the case at all.
The woodcutter asked in a hoarse voice, "Zhao Ze, are you Zhao Ze?"
Zhao Ze sat up excitedly, "Yes, I'm Zhao Ze. Who are you?"
The woodcutter replied, "That's right. I've been watching you on the golden pier for a while. Let's go up the mountain!" Come with me"
The woodcutter said that he did not wait for Zhao Ze to agree to turn around and leave. Zhao Ze quickly tidied up his clothes, put on the felt hat, and followed him with the brocade box on his back.
After crossing the river south of Jinjidun, he stepped on the pebbles and went all the way west through a large forest to the Longshu mountain boundary.
Standing at the foot of the huge Longshu Mountain, Zhao Ze only felt that he was so small that he couldn't even believe it. Look at the mountain, the beautiful scenery, and the spring and water. It would be good if he could die here. This was Zhao Ze's idea when he first entered Longshu Mountain. He also naively regarded himself as a tourist to go on an outing. Unexpectedly, he really entered the mountain, got into the dense forest, waded through the streams, escaped the valleys, and jumped over the mountain streams. As his physical strength was exhausted little by little, the feeling of wandering in the mountains and water in his heart also disappeared little by little.
"Oh, I said, uncle, take your time. Can you take a break? It's exhausting." Zhao Ze complained as he walked.
"Who is the uncle? Don't talk too much when you go your way. I'm worried that you don't have a good heart. The government can't believe it." The woodcutter replied with a lesson.
Zhao Ze blinked and made a helpless expression.
"Uncle, you're wrong. I, Zhao Ze, also know that there is a way for thieves, and I also know that even bad people are not all real bad people. You are also forced to be helpless, so Zhao Ze dares to come to your Longtan Tiger Cave alone. We are talking about this righteousness."
"You still know each other." The woodcutter slowed down a little after listening to Zhao Ze's words, but he often looked back at Zhao Ze uneasily.
After getting into Longshu Mountain, I originally walked the mountain path that I stepped on. Unexpectedly, the woodcutter later left the path and picked out some inaccessible places. Where there are more weeds, where there are more thorns, where the forest is dense, and which mountain is dangerous and high... It really tossed Zhao Ze toss him.
It was not until the sun turned west and the sky was red that the firewood cutter took Zhao Ze on the right path and went through several caves to a flat place.
From here, you can see the shocking sunset in the sky.
"It's so beautiful. It's so beautiful and spectacular!" Zhao Ze said to himself.
"Okay, stop talking nonsense, here it is!"
The woodcutter pointed to the end of the flat terrain, and saw a short mountain path that was not very wide leading to a cottage halfway up the mountain.
This mountain path is formed by the natural cracking of mountain rocks. The sides are very steep, and there is no place to stand. Looking around, it is basically a cliff and a knife-like mountain peak. In this way, it seems that things here are indeed making a good place.
Zhao Ze followed the woodcutter and walked towards the cottage. In less than ten minutes, he came to the gate of the cottage.
At this time, Zhao Ze looked at the watch on his wrist, and the time showed that it was 4:30 p.m.
The woodcutter shouted a few times at the cottage. After a sentence, the gate of the fortress opened, and more than a dozen fully armed guards appeared on the left and right. Although the clothes were messy and there was everything, looking at the plagiarism, even Zhao Ze was so scared that he couldn't stop his voice. He was afraid of who was jealous and jumped over it indiscriminately. It's a knife, then you will die unjustly.
When I entered the stockade, as soon as the mountain gate was closed, a thick crosswood fell down.
Along the way, many strange faces flashed past him. Zhao Ze could clearly see that some were yellow-haired children, some were old people over half a hundred years old, and some were black-faced men with rough hands and feet. They were holding hoes to open the vegetable field.
After Zhao Ze entered the cottage, everything recovered as before. The gatekeeper, the sentry, the hunter went out to hunt, the house was idle, and the woman continued to sleep with the woman.
The woodcutter took Zhao Ze through a large yard and then went to a tall and spacious house on the top of the mountain.
Zhao Ze looked up and saw a golden plaque hanging high on the door frame, saying: Longshuzhai.
Under the plaque is the front of the house, with six large openings, two doors open in the middle, and the rest is a wooden wall with large window lattis.
A scenery of mooring a boat in a water town is engraved on the door, and you can also find a shadowy figure in it.
But before Zhao Ze finished enjoying it, the people in the big house had already asked him to go in.