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One side of water and soil supports one side of people.This sentence is also true. Looking at this Jiangnan water town, there is a peaceful and peaceful atmosphere. The native Jiangnan girl is also gentle and gentle like the long river.

Along the way, the small vendors on the side of the road gradually thinned out, and the voices of yelling gradually decreased. There were more women bending over to make clothes by the river bank. It was summer, and they all rolled their sleeves and wore A girl in thin clothes.

After going through the market like this, the four of them had food in their hands, such as candied crabapple, melon seeds in sponge cake, and candied haws. He ate with a look of intoxication, and his mood immediately improved.

Shu Xunmo is good at everything, but his personality is too cold, and he has the illusion that oil and salt are not allowed to enter. When he wears a robe, his appearance is also one of a thousand. Naturally, he has a sense of tranquility from the inside out, making it difficult for people to approach.Along the way, many people turned their heads and peeped at him, and many blushed when they looked at his side face, even if they were intimidated by his aura of "don't let strangers in", they didn't dare to talk too loudly.

Yi Ruoxuan, on the other hand, has a good appearance of a young boy, with eyebrows bent and eyes narrowed so slightly, and making a smiling face, those girls can hold their little hearts and scream.

The appearance of the two people is the same, and walking together is really eye-catching, so most people want to go to have a look, which causes congestion, and it takes a while for them to walk from the originally short market come out.

"These people... are really enthusiastic..." The two of them didn't say anything, they followed Wu Yu, who was squeezed into the crowd, and wiped off his sweat, and opened their mouths.

Seeing an old and unscrupulous person behind him and a child who was concentrating on solving the cakes in his arms, Yi Ruoxuan just wanted to say: Why is it so difficult to make an appointment?

Yi Ruoxuan, who thought he could find an excuse to get rid of them after walking around for a while, and took his senior brother to go shopping together, almost couldn't hold back his mouth, hearing Wu Yu shout, "Xiaomo, do you want to eat red bayberry?"

Shu Xunmo immediately became interested, turned around, and saw a stall made of straw mats by the river bank, and sitting on one side was a delicate and small girl in green clothes, timidly looking at the handsome men in front of her, At hand is a basket of freshly washed bayberries.

Seeing them looking at her, the girl blushed immediately, twisted the bamboo sticks in her hands, showing a somewhat green expression, and said, "Yangmei, are you going to cut the bayberry?"

Looking at this scene, Shu Xunmo always felt as if he had experienced it before, but he couldn't remember when it was. Before he could speak, Wu Yu said first, "I want it."

This person fell ill again, and when he saw a pretty girl, he rushed up to say a few words, it really didn't change at all.

Shu Xunmo didn't speak, probably because he had seen it a lot, and he got used to it naturally. Standing aside, he suddenly felt that Yi Ruoxuan didn't speak, so he turned to look at him.

Unexpectedly, Yi Ruoxuan's eyes were also fixed on the plump red bayberry, his eyes were deeper than before, and he was calm and didn't know what he was thinking.

As if he sensed it, Yi Ruoxuan turned around and saw Shu Xunmo looking at him, smiling like a sneaky cat, the good-looking eyebrows made Shu Xunmo's eyes erratic and flustered, and he saw the smiling man in front of him. The man with a fox-like face slowly spit out a few words, the words were clearly pronounced, only he could hear, "Go back and read slowly."

Shu Xunmo couldn't help flirting, just these few words, and the heat of the people around him were enough to make his ears turn red for a while, and he couldn't say anything with his head down.

Wu Yu just carried several baskets, negotiated the price, and handed them to him.

Looking at the fragrant bayberry in his arms, Shu Xunmo couldn't help twisting one with one hand, and put it into his mouth.

Very sweet and sour.

It's so sweet that you want to laugh, but it's also sour that you're jealous.

Then he thought of his mother.

A figure in a temple surrounded by incense and mist.Thinking of this childhood scene, my throat was a little blocked, and I couldn't say anything for a while, and suddenly I really wanted to see her, even if it was just the grave.

"I, I want to go and see her." Shu Xunmo only hugged the basket of red bayberries for a while before uttering a word.

Wu Yu paused while eating, looked at Shu Xunmo's calm facial features as always, felt something unusual, knew that he was "she", nodded, suddenly grabbed Lou Mian's arm, and said, "Go, Senior brother will take you to eat delicious food and drink spicy food."

Before Lou Mian could react, he was dragged away by Wu Yu, and it took him a long time before he let out a "hey".

Shu Xunmo shook his cold fingertips, raised his head, and saw Yi Ruoxuan standing in front of him, a warmth surged in his heart, forced the coldness back, and said with a smile: "Together?"

"Together." Yi Ruoxuan looked at him, and suddenly took his hand, fingers intertwined, and followed him in the opposite direction.

It was only then that Shu Xunmo felt that when he usually walked this road, although a group of senior brothers were arguing beside him, cheerful and unrestrained, it was lively, but there was always an empty space around him, and no one wanted to get too close to him , and no one feels it, so I always feel that my fingers are empty and I can't grasp anything. Although I am in a lively place, my heart has no ups and downs, and it is peaceful without causing any waves.

But now, it seems that the person next to him is the only thing he is holding on to, and it is also the only destination he suddenly feels.

Yi Ruoxuan didn't ask anything about the "her" he was talking about along the way, just holding hands like this, staying quietly beside him, and walking like this, he felt satisfied.

What he was going to was a mountain not far away.

The world calls it Taoshan.

At first glance, it seems that the mountain is full of juicy peaches, but anyone who has stayed here for a while will know that this mountain of peaches means a paradise.

Carrying the people's good vision for the future, it was named.

There are also literati and scholars living scattered in the mountains, adding a touch to the mountain.

There is also a temple in the mountain, with an endless stream of pilgrims and burning incense. Most of the Bodhisattvas and Buddhas are worshiped in the temple, such as "Manjusri Bodhisattva" and "Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva".There is also the inscription by an emperor in ancient times - Jingci Temple.

Jingci Temple is located in the middle of the mountain. In order to facilitate the arrival of pilgrims, a sheep farm path is specially opened, from the foot of the mountain to the middle of the mountain. The steps made of slabs and stones, surrounded by white mist, become fairy fog. Wreathed.

Shu Xunmo looked at the mountain that he hadn't seen for many years, and seemed to see the previous scene in a trance.

"Senior brother, be careful where you step." Yi Ruoxuan saw a gravel on the bottom of his feet, and quickly reached out to wrap his arms around his waist to prevent it from falling.

Shu Xunmo, who had regained his composure, was startled, and felt the arms of the person in front of him around his waist, and his heart beat wildly.

"Thank you."

"Brother, I don't need to thank you." Yi Ruoxuan shook his head and said.

Shu Xun Mo hummed, the blush on his face was still hot, and he felt hot all the time, thinking of changing the subject, he said, "This is where my mother used to live."

Yi Ruoxuan, who had never heard him speak before, stepped up the steps side by side with him, listening to him quietly.

The author has something to say: I re-read the chapter I wrote, and I feel that there are a lot of bugs, and I feel like I am going to go downhill...

Because my old man believes in Buddhism and has been deeply influenced by it. When I was a child, I was poisoned by those scriptures that seemed very profound. Every day I shook my head and understood the meaning of it.

Jingci Temple: This is like the title of an ancient poem I memorized last semester, and I thought it sounded good, so I used it.