Chapter 1 Go out with a smile, and the flowers will fall thousands of miles away
There are a few cumulus clouds floating in the blue sky, the sun is burning your scalp, and the cicada's voice is much hoarse than in early summer.
In front is Cuiyun Corridor.
Song You took steps and looked up.
A small winding road that can only be passed by one person, with fields on one side and soil on the other, leads to an official road covered by thousand-year-old cypresses.
The cypresses are ancient cypresses and the roads are ancient roads. They will not become history after many years. Even in this era, they are already thousands of years old.
This road is called Jinyang Road. It was built during the Yu Dynasty to open up the road from Yizhou to Guanzhong Plain. The ancients had the habit of planting trees beside the road to mark the direction of the road to people. When people see trees on both sides, they will not
We went astray. Also starting from the Yu Dynasty, officials planted cypress trees on both sides of Jinyang Road. At its largest scale, there were hundreds of thousands of cypress trees on Jinyang Road. From a distance, it looked like a long corridor shrouded in green clouds.
Therefore, it is also called Cuiyun Corridor.
After walking a few more steps and reaching the Cuiyun Corridor, I could see it more clearly.
It is the season of summer and autumn, and the ancient cypress shows a unique gray-green color. It has not been pruned for thousands of years, and its branches grow freely and wildly intertwined. Even the sunlight can only struggle to penetrate through the lush leaves, and they are scattered on the road, creating a blur of light and dark.
The road below is paved with stone slabs, which are not smooth. Each stone slab seems to be different in height and is not paved tightly. There are often gaps and potholes.
Since he came to this world, he has grown up in a Taoist temple, dependent on his master. He has left quite a lot, but the places he has traveled are limited. Moreover, he has little vision and interest in this world, lacks understanding, and lacks motivation.
, naturally it is difficult to make a detailed plan.
Song You stopped and looked back.
Sometimes he thinks about future travel plans.
Rumor has it that in this steep mountain, on the Green Cloud Corridor built by the Yu Dynasty, among the lush ancient cypresses, there are often people who have become spirits after being too old. There are even businessmen walking at night, and they have heard the ancient trees beside them talking to them.
.
Song You felt calm and simply closed his eyes.
Song You felt this ancient road carefully and felt the real scene on the Cuiyun Corridor in this era.
"..."
The strong smell of dust almost hit my face.
"There is no shelter in front of us."
Song You didn't look back, and walked forward firmly and steadily, just always paying attention to the scenery on the roadside.
Eat a pancake and drink some water.
When you travel, whether it is sunny or rainy, it is an experience, whether it is good or bad.
The porters in Yizhou are often thin, skinny, and dark-skinned. They carry cargo that even a strong man cannot bear. They carry bamboo and wooden sticks and move forward silently with their heads lowered. They have exhausted all their strength and have no energy left.
Minding things around you?
Fortunately, there are ancient cypress trees for shade.
I walked like this for an unknown amount of time. I counted four roadside ditches and walked another twenty miles. I looked for the sun between the branches and leaves of the ancient cypress trees, and it was obviously leaning slightly towards the west.
This is the only one that Song You can catch up with and surpass.
Even so, it is still an important traffic artery in this era.
After a long time, Song You finally looked back.
No one dares to cut down this ancient cypress.
The master didn't tell him, and he didn't know either.
"..."
But it is destined to be impossible to think of.
Most of the animals were horses and mules, carrying extremely large packages of goods. Judging from the packaging, they should be tea. There were about ten people and two escorts. From this, it can be seen that this group of people should have come from a relatively remote place.
, this section of Guanma Avenue is relatively safe.
Song You still stared, his expression calm.
The wind picked up again, and the rain drifted in slantingly, and the edges of the pavilion were already soaked.
The direction is ahead of the road.
"We can't walk any further. We should have passed that section. There is a pavilion in front of us. Let's make do with it here tonight."
After a few steps, I stepped onto the Cuiyun Corridor. The soles of my feet quickly became hard to the touch, and most of the sunlight was blocked.
The rain subsided, the sound of the rain also subsided, and the mountains became quiet for a while. The most obvious thing was the sound of the fire burning in front of me.
It wasn't until dark that the rain stopped.
The fire made a crackling sound, and the temperature spread to Song You. His body was warm and his face was a little hot, but he just continued to sit cross-legged, staring at the blazing fire in trance, as if there was something extremely beautiful hidden inside.
thing.
Song You was not particular about it, so he walked over and sat down.
According to the road signs I saw on the road, this pavilion originally sold tea. However, Song You did not see the tea sellers or people. There was only a pile of dry firewood piled in the pavilion and some burned ones on the ground.
Traces. Right now, he is the only one who comes here to take shelter from the rain.
Just keep going.
"call……"
Song You hesitated for a moment and chose to turn back.
Most cumulus clouds do not bring rain or snow. Instead, they mostly appear on sunny days and are a symbol of good weather. However, when they turn into cumulus dense clouds, they may bring short-term heavy rain. Depending on the temperature and air flow changes, they may develop
into more ferocious cumulonimbus clouds.
After walking for a long time, the familiar mountain and the familiar Taoist temple were no longer visible.
Autumn begins in two days, and it's not cold today. Even if it's cooler in the mountains, it's okay to spend the night here.
When I think about how far and how long I will walk alone in the future, and how many nights like this I will have, I feel a sense of loneliness in my heart.
With this thought in mind, Song You broke away from the state of watching and listening to the rain, and turned his head to look at the half pile of dry firewood in the corner and the fire marks on the ground.
Song You looked away from the fire and turned to look in the direction he came from. A group of merchants came in the rain at night.
"I'm afraid I'll have to walk a little longer!"
Looking up at the sky again, I saw that the few cumulus clouds in the sky had gathered at some point and formed a large cumulus dense cloud, which was so thick that it blocked the skylight, so there was a dark shadow at the bottom.
It doesn’t matter if you travel to Song Dynasty, just pack your bags and continue setting off.
I don't know how long it took, but there was a faint sound of hoofbeats.
Sometimes he thinks about the past.
The spiritual energy in the mountains is also a bit stronger.
The wind that passed through the pavilion stopped for a moment.
Then there was a soft sound——
Since the previous dynasty, the imperial court has officially enacted legislation to protect ancient cypresses. The military and civilians have prohibited cutting down cypress trees. When state officials leave office, they must count and hand over the ancient cypress trees to their successors.
Unfortunately not.
The role of this road in this era is no less than that of later highways. It connects Yizhou to the Guanzhong Plain. It also has a horse-blocking wall, similar to the guardrails of later highways. However, the constant wind and frost for thousands of years makes it look a little bit...
dilapidated.
During the lunch break, the sun was setting in the west. Sometimes there were shadows of trees, and sometimes there was light. You can feel it even with your eyes closed, so many degrees of intertwining.
These trees have provided shade and protection for more than 1,200 years. How many people have walked by them? They have learned to speak even if they are afraid.
The rain was still gentle when it first came. It only exploded with water splashes on the dry ground. The water droplets were wrapped in the dust. Unexpectedly, they became larger in the blink of an eye. For a while, the sound of beating leaves through the forest was heard in the ears. The dense water splashes
It blooms on the stone slab, completely soaking the stone slab, and the soil is thoroughly wetted.
Sometimes mule bells jingled, and a caravan passed by him. The light and shadow intertwined under the cypress trees, and the two parties looked at each other. Sometimes they heard the sound of horse hooves coming from far away, with a sense of rhythm unique to this era, and the government postman whipped his horse. , flew by.
When heavy rain falls, everything comes alive.
But more often than not, he didn't think about anything. He just watched the fire burning and felt the temperature. His mind gradually became empty. A sense of security and comfort deep in his genes made his heart more peaceful.
The sound of cicadas does not disturb people, it just lulls them to sleep.
Sure enough, after walking a few miles, the cloud base of the thick cumulus clouds ahead became darker and darker. When Song You stood still and looked up, he saw rain pouring down, connecting the sky and the earth in an instant.
"Canopy!"
There is a pavilion one mile behind, divided into two buildings on the left and right. I don't know which dynasty it was built in. Although it is dilapidated now, it can't protect you from the wind, but it can barely protect you from the rain.
It’s hard to even think about it.
Song You really wanted to hear them talking to him.
Song You finally smiled and gradually woke up.
I saw an old cypress in front of me. It would take a few people to hug it. The curvature of the tree trunk was just right for me to lean on. The ground under the tree was clean. I thought people would often rest here.
On a rainy night in the chaotic mountains, a stranger is alone in the fire.
Song You was a little tired.
Some images flowed out of my mind uncontrollably.
About half an hour later, it was getting later and later, but the rain had no intention of stopping. Looking at it like this, I don’t know how long it will continue to rain. I wasted a lot of time during my lunch break, so even if it stops raining now, I'm afraid I won't be able to get to the next stop.
"Ah……"
At first, he was still thinking about something. People kept passing by him. He raised his head and met the faces of this era. There was always a wonderful sense of encounter. When he felt sleepy, Song You had no intention of fighting with it. , hugged the luggage, closed his eyes, and fell into a deep sleep.
"The wind stops and the fire rises."
People from the Jianghu community should be spending the night here.
I’m afraid it will rain next——
I talked with Master yesterday, packed my luggage this morning, said goodbye to Master and the old myna in the temple, packed lightly and walked forty miles in half a day, and finally arrived at this famous road.
The cloud is still drifting this way.
Each little person is only as tall as a palm. They are slim and beautiful. They are wearing colorful clothes. They are both male and female. They are playing carefree. But when they reach out and rub their eyes and look carefully, they suddenly realize that , just three or five tits.
A handful of orange-red flames ignited from the wooden branch in his hand, which looked no different from ordinary fire. Song You also only used it as ordinary fire. He lowered the wooden branch and put it into the dry firewood. He stayed still for a moment, and then slowly took out the dry firewood. ignite.
Song You calmly chose a pavilion with a better roof, sat down on the spot, and began to watch the rain.
When we reached the pavilion, the rain had just arrived.
Sometimes I also meet porters.
Walking alone on this journey is destined to be silent.
Before anyone arrived, I heard voices first.
Song You got up, picked up some dry firewood, put it on a pile, and took a branch in his hand.
you do not say--
When I woke up in a daze, I saw a group of little people jumping around among the branches, playing non-stop.
The pattering and crackling make people feel calm.
But where to go?
The world here gradually became moister, all the colors in the mountains became much cleaner, the sound of cicadas also stopped, and the only sound left was the sound of rain on the road in the middle of the mountain.
"There's someone ahead!"
"It's lighting a fire..."
Song You was still sitting, watching the group of people approach.
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