The sun was slanting to the west, and the light in the mountains fell quickly, and in an instant the thatched hut was covered with a dusk shadow, and Zhan Changfeng did not let people follow, but he passed through the sheep intestine path, close to the village, and built a calf-high stone guardrail outside the village, which was not a guardrail, similar to a dividing line, which surrounded the village and separated it from the wild mountains outside.

The stone fence was now covered with moss and fern grass, as if it would collapse with a kick, and as she passed, a dog leaned on the fence with two paws barking at her, and was called out by a hoarse old voice, wagging its tail and arching its head behind the tree.

The tree was long next to the stone guardrail, its trunk was crooked, and its bark was a little wrinkled, as if it lacked water.

It was about to fall on top of a prematurely yellowing leaf, and behind it sat an old man, also crooked, dozing.

The dog barked twice, and she opened her cloudy eyes and sat upright.

Before ten breaths, it slowly closed and tilted over.

The dog squatted and looked at her, barked two more times, and then opened her eyes again and sat upright.

Zhan Changfeng spoke before she went to sleep, "Old man, what kind of place is this?"

The old man's ears were sensitive, but she couldn't hear Zhan Changfeng's footsteps, her declining eyesight couldn't see the figure clearly, she was confused, thinking that someone was asking her in a dream, and she seemed to hear her own crisp laughter, and her bright eyes looked at passers-by curiously, "Here, it's Xiaoyang Village, where are you from?"

Talking word by word, it seems that you can fall asleep at any time while talking.

Zhan Changfeng said gently, "I'm from outside, and I'm a wanderer who specializes in collecting anecdotes. ”

"Oh. The voice was considerate and patient, the old man seemed to see a long figure standing under the leafy banyan tree, carrying a bookcase, with a polite appearance, but her face was a little unclear, she was anxious, and said in a panic, "Why can't I see your face clearly?"

Zhan Changfeng said, "You're blind. ”

The old man was in a trance, why was she blind when she was only seventeen or eighteen years old?

"Why am I blind?"

"It's okay, I'm blind too. Zhan Changfeng comforted.

The seventeen or eighteen-year-old girl burst into tears and smiled, and the old man also showed a serene smile, "Then why have you walked so many places?"

"So I never know the way, I listen to the stories wherever I go, do you have legends here?"

"Well, yes, there are many, which one do you want to hear first?" the old man asked, "Will you record it?"

"If it's interesting, it will. Zhan Changfeng said, "I want to hear the oldest thing, the things on the mountain." ”

When the old man heard her say "yes", he suddenly became happy, "Then I will say one, if it doesn't sound good, I will change it?"

"Okay. ”

The old man recalled, "When I was seven or eight years old, I accidentally walked over this stone fence and lost myself in the mountain, and that night, the whole mountain was burning, so I sat in the fire and cried, and woke up to find myself sleeping on the thatched pile at home. ”

She remembered that kind of grievance again, it turned out that it had always existed in her heart and never dissipated, she emphasized to Zhan Changfeng, "It's a pity that they were wrong, I am one hundred and nine years old, I have done my duty, and I have not harmed anyone." ”

Zhan Changfeng looked at her clean and thorough soul, and said seriously, "I believe in you, you are very clean." ”

An ordinary old man who has lived more than 100 naturally has a unique reason.

The old man seemed to hear the sound of heaven, his chest was full of depression, and his face was radiant, "Then can this story be recorded?"

"Yes, do you have a story that goes back to the old age, I'd like to hear more from you. ”

The old man was suddenly embarrassed, "Old, some things have been forgotten, but ah, I remember someone said that the mountain was on fire, and it was ...... at that time."

"Mother-in-law, it's getting dark, it's time to go back and rest. A young man in linen thick trousers came over with firewood on his back, glanced at Zhan Changfeng vigilantly, and wanted to help the old man up.

"It's a dog, I'm going to tell her a story. The old man was reluctant to leave the gentle voice, and his thin hand patted the dog's remaining arm and motioned for him to let go.

Gou Yu Qingjun's face swept over dissatisfaction, and he glared at Zhan Changfeng warningly, "Mother-in-law is not in good health and needs to go home to rest, you can go." ”

"Well, don't listen to this bastard. The old man picked up a dead branch beside him and pumped it on his buttocks, "Make trouble, go and pour a glass of water for Mr. ”

The dog touched his buttocks subconsciously, with disbelief and embarrassment, and instantly turned red, turned stiffly and stood in the corner of the hut next to him, and walked into the house without looking back.

The old man called all the literate people as sir, and with respect, "Sir, where did I just go?"

Zhan Changfeng, "You said that mountain was on fire before. ”

"Hey, yes, this is still from my grandfather, grandpa is from grandpa's grandfather, especially a long time ago, our surname Yang just moved here from other islands, because that island is full of monks who can cultivate, crowding out people who can't cultivate, after moving here, several families first settled in the middle of Qishan Mountain, one night, the sky burned, the fire fell to the mountain, and the mountain was full of fire. ”

The old man sighed, as if he had really seen it, "Some families were burned down directly, and they didn't even have time to scream, and a few families escaped death, but they didn't dare to go back to the mountain, and at the foot of the mountain, they settled down again." ”

"Isn't this mountain a volcano, it has been burned by so many fires, it won't erupt?" Zhan Changfeng asked as if surprised.

The dog came out with a pottery bowl and handed it to Zhan Changfeng impatiently, hearing the old man talking about it, his eyes were vague and complicated.

"Where, you don't know, the top of the mountain was originally pointed, and then it was smashed out of a hole by the fire in the sky, and I climbed to the top of the mountain to see it when I was a little girl, and it was so deep that it would fall down if you were not careful. The old man sighed, "It's just that my father and mother knew that I went to the mountains again, and I was beaten up." ”

Zhan Changfeng said, "This story is not bad, I will write it down." ”

"Really?" The old man was happy, "I'll tell you a few more about it, no one listened to me before." ”

"Okay, you say. ”

Gou Yu glanced at the gentle and elegant person, and it became more and more complicated, and he was really a scum, "Mother-in-law, you should rest." ”

"I want to talk a little longer, sir, are you cold? ”

Dog leftover: "......"

This breath is a bit hard to go up.

"Mother-in-law!"

The old man was happy, let her continue to be happy for a while. ”

The dog left his head and looked at Zhan Changfeng, in the night, she was independent, gentle and distant. The dog flattened the corners of his mouth, stood for a few breaths, and turned to light the fire.

The light of the bonfire shone on the old man, and the old man stretched out his hand, as if to warm his hands, as if he wanted to grasp something, and sighed softly, "Although I cried that night, I was not afraid of fire at all, and even recalled the feeling of being surrounded by fire, it was warm, warmer than ever." ”

She seemed to think of something, her eyes warmed, and she smiled and told Zhan Changfeng about the interesting things of her youth, "At that time, I always liked to jump into the mountains, happy, unhappy, I went to the top of the mountain, sat by the dark mouth, and talked about my heart, don't you know, once I came down the mountain, I was twelve or thirteen years old, and I was beaten by my parents again." ”

"It turns out that when I was in the mountains, which family in the Starfish Islands came to accept disciples, and those with good qualifications were brought to practice, my parents told me two months earlier, but I didn't remember, my parents cried while beating me, and I also cried, they wanted me to cultivate, I want to stay here for the rest of my life, I'm afraid this is fate, I missed it, I don't think there's anything wrong, isn't it still happy to come back to life." ”