When Luo Bei opened his eyes, it was already two days later.

He only felt a splitting headache and an extremely uncomfortable feeling in his stomach, as if it was a mess left after a brutal war between the body and the outside world.

Every time he moved, the pain would get worse.

However, he had no choice but to grit his teeth and hold on. As his father often said, if you want to be a man, you have to grit your teeth and hold back your anger.

In this way, the pain lasted for a long time, and he didn't even know whether the destructive feeling was getting better or had begun to become numb.

Sometimes, people's ability to accept pain will gradually increase as they endure pain.

Luo Bei struggled to get up, but found that he was in a completely unfamiliar environment before him.

It is a small house with simple furnishings but well placed. Everything appears where it should appear, with nothing missing and absolutely no excess.

This is a kind of particularity, and his mother is also a very particular person, but there are some differences between the two, but he can't tell what the difference is at the moment.

Every corner is equally clean and tidy.

Unfortunately, this is not the home he is familiar with.

At this moment, he seemed to have forgotten that he ran out after an argument with his father last night, and for some reason, he couldn't even remember anything that happened after that.

He took a long breath and felt that the uncomfortable feeling seemed to be relieved a lot, then he slowly stood up and walked slowly along the wall towards the door.

Since it was unfamiliar, he had to go see it by himself and get familiar with it. Besides, he also wanted to know, what on earth is this place?

Outside, the atmosphere is full of autumn.

The mountain wind howled, Luobei shivered, and then tightened his shoulders.

It was really cold in the mountains! He couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

After he went out, he could almost tell at a glance that he was on a high mountain, and it was very, very high.

It was already dusk.

In front of me is a huge sunset, like a car or a roof.

As the sun sets in the west, the burning clouds dye the forest, and the blush on the horizon is like the face of a beautiful woman.

The sky and the earth naturally have strange colors, and even a simple sunset is so gorgeous and beautiful. However, in such a strange environment and with the severe pain in his body, Luobei really has no intention of appreciating it.

When he went out, he found that there was a thatched cottage behind him. The frame was made of thigh-thick wood and looked very stable. However, the thatched cottage was very small and there was a big mountain leaning on it.

The undulating mountains all turned into a vast background behind the thatched cottage, but all of them were also immersed in the sunset.

There are many vines climbing on the roof of the thatched cottage, and there are many small flowers blooming on the vines, some purple and some blue. If you look at it from a distance, they look like stars in the sky.

But some flowers are still blooming and some have faded.

There is a huge stone next to the thatched cottage, with a surface as smooth as a mirror. Next to the mirror stone stands a stone tablet with the words "Qixia Watching the Moon Stone" engraved on it. The words are like grass and trees flying horizontally, and like a wild dragon flying. Obviously,

It was carved directly with a sharp weapon such as a sword.

I don't know how powerful that person is, but he can actually penetrate the stone with a sword. This is something Luobei can't imagine.

What surprised Luo Bei was that there was a person sitting on this huge moon-gazing stone.

Wearing aqua clothes, she was sitting there quietly with her back to Luobei.

She folded her legs with her hands, curled them up in front of her chest, and raised her head, lost in thought.

Looking at the setting sun on the horizon, the afterglow of the setting sun shines on her body, and her head seems to be bathed in rays of light, colorful and colorful.

Luobei has never seen such a beautiful back figure. The rays of sunlight shone on her body like that, turning into beautiful seven colors from a distance. If it weren't for the long black hair hanging behind her, being gently blown by the autumn wind.

If you flick it, people may even mistake it for a beautiful statue on the moon-watching stone.

This is much prettier than the girls in the village. Luo Bei thought in his heart that he really couldn't imagine any of the girls he knew who could walk into such a scenery without making people feel awkward.

Luo Bei stopped behind her and looked at her, looking a little crazy.

Probably hearing someone approaching, the girl in green slowly turned around.

It was a radiant face, with big eyes, a few strands of black hair on the forehead blown by the mountain wind scattered around the lips, thin lips, and a slight smile on the corners of the mouth.

It was a smile that would last a lifetime for a boy of Luobei's age, and it looked particularly beautiful against the glow.

She is probably only slightly older than Luobei, a little less immature, her round face is clean and elastic, and there is no wrinkle at all even when she smiles.

Her voice was soft and melodious, which made Luo Bei, who was lost in thought, couldn't help but tremble.

"You're awake. You've been sleeping like that motionless for two days and two nights. It's really worrying!"

Luo Bei actually stood there blankly as if he hadn't heard her words. He didn't know whether it was because he was in a trance and had not yet recovered, or because the girl's words were too soft and scattered in the autumn wind, but they did not get into his ears.

When the girl saw him staring at her blankly, not only did she not show any sign of anger or blame, but she smiled. Then she learned her lesson this time and raised her voice and said, "Your name is Luo Bei. It's an old man.

You brought it back, he will be very happy to know that you are awake!"

At this time, Luo Bei had just come back to his senses. His throat was a little dry, and even his voice sounded like an echo from hollow wood. He asked tremblingly: "I...where am I?"

The girl jumped up from the moonstone and laughed

He walked towards him and said: "This is the top of Qixia Mountain, the highest peak among the mountains behind Qixia Village."

She spoke very quickly and seemed a little hasty. Before Luo Bei could say anything, she continued: "Let's go, I'll take you to see grandpa. He has been worried about you." She held him back without hesitation.

His hand went away.

Then she turned back and said softly: "I have been watching over you these two days, and I am really worried about you!"

Luo Bei just let her pull him blankly. He hadn't thought clearly yet, so even if he had many questions, he didn't have time to ask more questions. So the two of them went one after another, and Luo Bei was staggering.

She took him to meet the "grandpa" in her mouth.

Along the way, Luobei suddenly realized that this was a completely unfamiliar environment in his life.

Also, he has never been in contact with such a girl. There are also girls of the same age among his playmates on weekdays, but none of them are like the girl in front of him, with her soft and white hands, and the flowers blooming on the roadside.

The faint fragrance of the little flower still emanated from the girl's body, which made him feel a little dazed.

In short, while walking along the way, Luo Bei felt like his ears were ringing, and countless shadows flashed before his eyes. He even forgot to take a look at the scene on the road, and almost forgot about the pain in his body.

The two walked through a deep forest. The leaves on the trees were still green, but there was also a hint of autumn in the green.

The fallen leaves accumulated over the years have already covered the entire ground, and the moss that has grown makes the dead leaves and the ground look wet and slippery. There is only a narrow path that winds towards the end of the woods.

The feet stepped on the newly fallen dry yellow leaves, making a "rustling" sound, and the mountain wind passed by, making countless circles around the tree trunks in the woods, like a lost eagle, flying and screaming.

Luo Bei always felt that the woods had a formidable feeling. If the girl in front hadn't held his hand, he might have run back in fear.

The girl didn't seem to be affected by the woods at all. Not only did she walk briskly along the way, she also hummed softly. I wonder if the voice was too low, so Luobei couldn't hear what was being sung.

I just think her voice is as beautiful as a silver bell.

After walking for an unknown amount of time, I passed through this deep and dense forest. At this time, my field of vision became wider and my mood became more comfortable.

After exiting the woods, there is a path paved with large and small stones.

The surface of the road is made up of white milkstones. I don’t know whether they have been polished by years of erosion or trampled on, but they have gradually become smooth.

On both sides of the road are large swaths of gypsophila, which are still in bloom, ranging from red to milky white, just like the twinkling stars on both sides of the Milky Way.

The winding path looked like a crawling snake, leading to another thatched hut. This hut was larger than the previous one, but other than that, there was nothing special about it.

But there was a tomb in front of the house, which was particularly eye-catching. Luo Bei looked at the thatched cottage and the tomb. This scene should have made people feel horrified, but for some reason, Luo Bei could feel a deep loneliness.

As I got closer, I realized that there was no writing on the tombstone in front of the tomb.

At this time, the melodious sound of the piano came from the thatched house. The sound of the piano floated in the air, like the desolate autumn colors of the mountains, desolate and sad. Although Luobei didn't understand the music, he could feel a sense of desolation after listening to it.

The moment he heard the sound of the piano, the hand holding Luo Bei seemed to tremble. He could feel the nervousness of the girl in green at that moment and the trembling reflected in her body due to some kind of concern.

Next, a conversation between two people came from the thatched house.

An old and loud voice said: "Mu Chuan, since the past is over, why are you doing this?"

This voice felt very familiar to Luobei, but for a moment he couldn't remember where he had heard it.

After a while, another unfamiliar voice from Luobei came. The voice was that of a mature man who had shed the unique magnetism of his immature. However, the voice was as desolate as the sound of a piano. He said: "How could I not know the meaning of my seniors?"

, but after all, we grew up together since childhood. Although she later chose her second senior brother, I never regretted it. I only hoped that she would be happy and happy, but she... died tragically in the end... but I couldn't save her...

…I can’t avenge her either…Hey…”

It was as if all the sadness turned into a long and lonely sigh. After sighing, he said: "Senior, I dare not forget my great kindness. I wonder if I have something to ask for when I come here this time? Qin Muchuan will do his best..."

At this time, Luo Bei and the girl in green had arrived in front of the door. The girl stood without moving, so Luo Bei had no choice but to stop and stand behind her.

At some point, Luo Bei's hand had separated from the girl's hand.

Probably feeling someone coming outside, the old voice said with a smile: "Muchuan, I really have something to entrust to you when I come here this time..."

He seemed to have thought for a long time before saying again: "Mu Chuan, I hope you can accept a disciple..."

As he spoke, he raised his voice and said to the two people in front of the door: "Come in quickly when you arrive!"

So Luo Bei and the girl walked in through the roller shutter on the door of the thatched cottage.

There are no special furnishings in the house, but the smell of books is strong. On the desk facing the door is a piece of cursive calligraphy hanging in the middle hall.

Luobei didn't know much Chinese characters, and his cursive handwriting was a bit sloppy. He could only vaguely recognize the handwriting above the signature as "Foolish Brother Peng Ju Ti".
To be continued...