Chapter 577 Spirit Monkey Sends

Emei is beautiful all over the world, and Xianshan is across the sea of clouds, and Xialing is connected with jade. Mr. Mingyue drove a carriage and immersed himself in this intoxicating scenery with the phoenix picking bell sitting diagonally beside him.

In March, when spring comes, the fog locks the clouds in the mountains, the spring streams pass, the trees are lush, and the mountains and rivers are looming, like thrushes.

Occasionally, a few apes ciao to break the tranquility of the mountain. Feng Cailing said strangely, "Huh? Are there also mountain apes in Mount Emei? I thought there were only two sides of the river and Langshui.

Mr. Mingyue smiled and said, "In the land of Bashu, there are the most apes, especially the mountain apes and spiritual monkeys in Emei in Shu. They often come down the mountain road to ask people for food, but they are clever and not annoying."

Feng Cailing smiled and said, "Oh? Unfortunately, we only brought two jars of wine bought from Chengdu in our car. We didn't have anything to eat and couldn't feed the monkeys.

The carriage drove across the Emei River and went to the Shuangfei Bridge, where the valley was deep and the waterfall was like a curtain. Then there was the exquisite Qingyin Pavilion, built on the top of the mountain and down the mountain.

Mr. Mingyue pointed and said, "This is the famous Emei Mountain Qingyin Pavilion. The so-called Shuangqiao Qingyin is very wonderful."

While Mr. Mingyue was talking, he clearly saw a beautiful shadow in Qingyin Pavilion Mountain flashing back. He couldn't see it clearly. He only felt a familiar figure, but he couldn't remember it for a moment.

Mr. Mingyue scratched his head again and said, "Huh? It's strange that I don't know each other in Emei in Shu. How can I see the shadow of the fairy in the pavilion?

Feng Cailing said, "Bah! The fairy in the cabinet, I'm afraid that you are familiar with the beautiful women all over the world, hum! I saw clearly that she is indeed an elegant beauty. Do you still want to go up the mountain to look for it?

Mr. Mingyue smiled bitterly and said, "I mean it, but I'm afraid you won't stop me."

Feng Cailing glanced at him and said, "You can go to whoever you like. I won't stop you, but don't see me when you come back. How did the ancient Buddha of Leshan teach you before entering the mountain? Don't look at it if you are rude, don't listen if you don't like it, and pass by in a hurry. Are you all listening to the wind?

Mr. Mingyue nodded quickly and said, "Well, I almost forgot it. If you don't see it clearly, it's a blessing. Maybe you don't know what trouble you will cause if you see it clearly. Let's go quickly."

I drove another journey to Hongchunping under the Tianchi Peak of Mount Emei. The clouds were low and the fog was thick, the ancient trees were green, the waves were loud, and the mountain birds were singing, but there were several inns for tourists to rest their feet.

Mr. Mingyue said happily, "Here, there is an inn under Hong Chunping, and I will stay here tonight."

Leng Wuxin heard that there was an inn, got out of the carriage and looked at the red wheel falling to the west. The red clouds were all over the sky and said with a smile, "Oh! They have crossed the Shuangfei Bridge. The sky is just right. It's right here in time, hehe.

The three jumped out of the carriage and came to the inn to see the name of the inn with only three words: "Xiao Yuzhai."

Mr. Mingyue smiled and said, "Uh-huh, the name of the store is good. It's really appropriate. This place can be said to be a mountain road without rain, empty and wet clothes. Let's go in.

Although the mountain inn is slightly simple, it is also complete. Outside is a tea shed made of bamboo and wood, and the inside is also clean and refreshing.

Mr. Mingyue told his friend to feed the horse, and made an appointment with the shopkeeper for two rooms. He looked at Leng Wuxin and Feng Cailing. He was very satisfied. He lived in Hongchunping under the Tianchi Peak of Mount Emei Mountain, which was also very quiet and comfortable.

Not long, the wine and food were served. When the three of them had dinner, it was not dark yet.

The three simply asked for a pot of tea and a jar of wine. They sat in the teahouse and pointed to the smoke and looked at the afterglow of the sunset shining on the mountain scenery, which had a unique taste.

At this time, a few apes suddenly called, and a monkey rushed into the outside of the inn. The clerk laughed and said, "There are many apes and monkeys down Mount Emei. It's not surprising that the guests are slow to use it."

Ceng Wuxin waved his hand and said, "No, what is this monkey holding in his hand? It seems to be looking for us."

Mr. Mingyue and Feng Cailing were stunned.

The monkey really turned around the room and looked around. Suddenly, he came to Mr. Mingyue in a white satin shirt, squeaked, stretched out the monkey and handed over a letter.

Mr. Mingyue was even more stunned and hurriedly picked it up. He wanted to see what kind of book it was. The monkey squeaked and screamed, jumped out of the door and ran away.

Leng Wuxin and Feng Cailing were surprised one after another; "Huh? Mingyue, what is that?

Mr. Mingyue smiled and said, "It's just a letter. Maybe the ancient Buddha of Leshan left a message for us and asked the monkey to bring a book, hehe."

Feng Cailing was careful and said coldly, "Nonsense, it's not left by the ancient Buddha of Leshan for you. It's obviously Zhang Xuetao, which is only used by women!" Say it! Is it an old acquaintance and old acquaintance that is good for you?

Mr. Mingyue said with a wry smile, "It's indeed Xue Taojian. I haven't read it yet. How do I know who sent it?"

Feng Cailing split his hand and unfolded Xue Tao's pen, but fell a wisp of green silk.

Feng Cailing suddenly became jealous, stared at Mingyue fiercely, and shirked the wisp of green silk to Mingyue. He sneered, "Okay, whose girl, you are affectionate and tender around your fingers. Tut-t-tut, it's amazing."

Mr. Mingyue's face had already changed. He took over the green silk and was stunned for a long time. He was surprised and said, "Is it the monkey who passed the wrong book? There is no woman I know in Emei in Shuzhong. It must have been misheard.

Feng Cailing's autumn waves flowed, staring at the two rows of beautiful handwriting on Xue Tao's writings, and said coldly, "No, the autumn moon painting in the Han Palace is so unrestrained, and the name of Lang's concubine is so unkind. I think you are always good all over the world, everywhere, hum! What an infatuated woman, I don't know how she likes you.

Mr. Mingyue was even more frightened. He was cold and unintentionally laughing secretly. He still held a tea bowl and smiled secretly, pretending not to hear or see it.

Mr. Mingyue argued palely, "How can it be? Is it a female disciple of Emei in Shu who fell in like me? Read it to me."

Feng Cailing said angrily and sourly, "Jun Ruyu, since I said goodbye to you, my concubine has been thinking about it for a long time, only looking forward to seeing you. The sky has eyes and pitiful for the little girl, but you actually came. As soon as I saw the Qingyin Pavilion, you were as bright as yesterday, and my concubine was not very happy. I specially prepared delicious wine and delicious food. I hope to wash the elephant pool and enjoy the moon of Mount Emei with you.

Mr. Mingyue was stunned and stunned. He thought carefully and secretly said who it should be? Suddenly, the inspiration flashed and blurted out, "Is it her? Nangong Yan! Show me quickly."

Mr. Mingyue took over Xue Taojian and looked at the handwriting carefully, but it was not the handwriting familiar to his childhood sweetheart and his fiancee Nangong Yan. He only shook his head and smiled bitterly and said, "It's not Nangong Yan. It's strange, but looking at the figure on the Qingyin Pavilion, he is also familiar with it. He really knows it."

Feng Cailing said faintly, "Oh! It's her, but she is an extremely elegant beauty. Humph! You get drunk with her. Go! If it's too late, the beautiful woman can't wait to be annoyed, hum."