A rugged winding mountain road winds among the mountains.

The mountain is steep and the rocks are rugged, just like the mountain is covered with folds.

There are cliffs covered with vines and green grass everywhere, one mountain is connected to another, and the vastness is endless.

The sun sets.

The orange-red afterglow just covered the hillside, and the slopes were filled with green trees, as if the weather had not yet entered autumn.

But there is already a smell of autumn in the deep mountains.

The sun is high and the sun is no longer fierce.

Yunsong stands on the hillside and looks out. The sunset is soft, and the red flowers and green grasses all over the mountains are particularly vivid and beautiful in its afterglow.

The mountain wind blows violently, and the grass leaves roll like green waves.

This deep mountain has become the sea, the wave peaks of the mountain, and the valley is the wave valley.

Hu Jinzi walked over and said, "Brother, there is a dam in front of you. Why don't we go to the dam to spend the night?"

Yun Song shook his head and said, "I won't go. This place is pretty. Look at how beautiful the scenery is. Take a few more glances. In another hundred and eighty years, I can't see such a situation even if I spend money."

"That's sure," Hu Jinzi smiled, "In another hundred and eighty years, my bones will be rotten to dust. Not to mention spending money, I can't even spend money at that time!"

The big stupid elephant squeezed him away and handed Yun Song a water bag: "Real person, don't care about what happened the night before yesterday. It's been several days. Isn't it common to go to the world for life and death?"

"Besides, don't blame yourself for this matter, we can't even blame Lu Jingtian."

"Lu Jingtian built an ancestral tomb in the cave, but a group of people insisted on digging his ancestral tomb. What's the point of saying that he would blow these people to death?"

Yun Song looked at him suspiciously and asked, "You are saying this for Lu Jingtian. Is it because you are so worried about the Lu sisters that you say this?"

Big Benxiang smiled dryly and said, "The real person's ignorant eyes have seen through me all at once."

Hu Jinzi said: "The elephant's words make sense. Brother, this matter is that a warlord relies on his strength to steal other people's territory and make his own ancestral grave. A group of heroes in the world can't stand it and want to stand up for the unfairness, but was beaten by the warlords."

"In moral terms, these heroes in the world are real men and real men. They are dead to the point. Oh, yes, since they are going to attack the warlords, they must be prepared to die if they lose to the warlords."

This is what Chen Di said.

Yun Song sighed, "But I can actually avoid their death."

He has always felt a little guilty about this.

Hu Jinzi patted his shoulder and said, "Brother, don't say such things. When you have been in the world for more than ten or twenty years, you will look back at this matter. You will definitely smile and feel relieved."

Yun Song glanced at him sideways and said, "What does it mean? At that time, I will not care about life and death if I see you too much?"

Hu Jinzi said: "No, they will be reincarnated in twenty years and will be a hero again. If you toast them with a glass of wine, this matter will be over."

These words really comforted Yun Song.

Yun Song discovered a benefit of this world. There are really evil and ghosts in this world, so it should be really reincarnated.

Like Chen Didu and his group are all righteous men in the world, they may be able to become pregnant after their death.

Big Benxiang said, "Real person, if you feel good, then we have to grab some wild game for dinner. The remaining food has been eaten up these days."

"Let Abao catch it." Hu Jinzi said positively, "It has a lot of appetite in the past two days, and today it has diarrhea."

Abao got out of the ground and acted like a scoundrel.

I'm still a baby.

Yun Song habitually raised his foot and was about to kick it, so Bao quickly got up and avoided it.

If you are kicked away in this kind of place, you can't even get enough bones to fall to the bottom of the mountain.

Yunsong led it to hunt.

He wanted to hit big animals such as deer and wild goats. There were these things in the mountains, but his voice was too loud and the beasts were too alert. They always found him before they got close to him and ran away.

Abao spitted at him with contempt.

This is the skill it learned from the heroes of the martial arts not long ago.

Seeing this, Yun Song sent Abao out to act alone: ​​"You are so awesome, go find something to eat, it's best to be alone. If we can do it, we won't shoot."

Abao looked at him with a Hakka look outside.

Its big head had only a small brain, and it couldn't understand Yun Song's words.

Yun Song had no choice but to explain it with gestures. Abao nodded suddenly and finally understood his intention.

It shook its plump butt into the mountain.

Not long after, it ran to Yunsong and shook his head to signal to come with him.

Yun Song took off his shoes and stepped on the rocks barefoot and bent down to follow him.

Then Abao took him to hide behind a stone and look at the edge of the forest in front: Look, I found a lonely tiger!

Yunsong became quiet when he saw the tiger.

Abao was lying proudly next to him, crossing his legs and seeking credit: How about it? I found that this is big!

Yunsong pressed its head down.

This is a young tiger.

He'd better stop looking for excitement.

Of course he was not afraid. He was not afraid, mainly because the tiger meat was not delicious and had a strong smell.

And he just took advantage of the tiger stretching and aiming through a crack, so this is a tigress that cannot strengthen aphrodisiacs and there is no need to hunt.

The sun sets behind him, and he takes Abao back with dejectedly.

Abao raised his head and his chest to show off his power.

After seeing the big stupid elephants, Abao immediately stood up and pointed at Yun Song with contempt: He can't do it, but I found a particularly large and lonely beast. He dared not attack others, cowards.

Spit again!

As a result, the fragrance wafted in the camp.

The big elephant roasted two hares and stewed a wild pheasant.

These are all Hu Jinzi's spoils.

Hu Jinzi expressed his little thoughts on this: "In the mountains outside our pass, that guy can eat. I won't talk about the three treasures outside our pass. I will just talk about the silly roe deer. The meat is so delicious and easy to catch..."

Tonight is his bragging talk show time.

The next day, they set out on the road again, so that they would not be far from building the city.

In the afternoon, they began to see people. Large pieces of flat ground stretched forward on the mountainside, and black-tiled wooden houses were quietly lying on the flat ground.

In front of the house, there is a spacious and open yard, with lush bamboo forest at the entrance of the yard. An old man was sitting next to the bamboo forest, leisurely smoking a hookah looking at the mountains like waves in the distance.

The autumn sun is no longer vicious. The sunlight slowly shines in the bamboo forest, torn into pieces by bamboo leaves and bamboo branches. After it falls to the ground, it sways colorfully because the wind blows the branches and leaves.

Two big yellow dogs were lying beside the old man, and they were waving their tails lazily and lived a quiet life.

Yun Song inexplicably envies the old man.

He lived safely at this age, and then at this age he could look at the mountains, bask in the setting sun in the autumn, and lie on the bamboo-built lounge chair at his doorstep to tease two dogs he had raised since childhood.

Time flows calmly in his quiet gaze.

The three of them went down the mountain to the mountain village. It would be even more beautiful when they changed directions before going to see the village.

Behind the village is a mountain, and behind the mountain is a cliff. A white-collared stream flows down from the cliff covered with green, flowing into the river channel in the mountains washed out by a waterfall.

The river flows through the village, bringing white waves, clear and turbulent.

Some children were not afraid of the rapids and were playing naked inside. There were also women wrapped in green hand towels squatting on the bluestone by the river while pounding their clothes while joking loudly in local dialect.

Hu Jinzi said enviously: "Their lives are so good, so leisurely."

Big Benxiang shook her head and said, "You didn't just watch them when they braved the scorching sun and went down the fields and were sunburned like a dog. How can the life in the farm be good? They are all very hard."

Hu Jinzi looked at the women by the river and the noisy children with a foolish look, and his face showed a sadness that he had never seen before: "The hard days in your eyes are a good day that many people dare not dream of in their dreams."

Yun Song looked at him in surprise.

He shivered suddenly and smiled, "Did I be a fool just now?"

Yun Song shook his head and said, "If you don't say it, you inadvertently revealed your true feelings, gold, you have a story."

Hu Jinzi wanted to hide something, and finally waved his hand dejectedly: "Who doesn't have a story?"

There are no plains in the area, and the farmland in the village is cultivated on the mountain terraces, surrounding the hillside, one after another.

The terraced fields were busy, and the rice had been harvested. Many men and women wearing blue cloth clothes slowly dragged their farm tools in the farmland, and didn't know what they were doing.

Next to the earthen house in the village, women weaving cloth.

The squinting old man chatted under the shade of the tree and living under the wall.

Everything stopped abruptly with the three of them appearing.

The man in the field picked up the steel fork and rushed out.

The children were nervously lying on the riverside and secretly glanced at them.

They all grabbed the pebbles in their hands.

Yun Song threw up the prepared silver dollars high.

The sun shines on it.
To be continued...