not a monster

Chapter 61
Beauty comes at a price, and the golden summer is really memorable, but if you suffer from the sun, you will suffer. Cloudy days are good, cloudy days are cool, this guy definitely didn't put sunscreen on her arms and face.

There was a car passing by, and with a swoosh, he looked at the horizon and the distance, and when his eyes widened, he felt that they were walking slowly in this city.

The girl drove the little sheep with a serious face, and the boy behind her hugged the former's waist.

A bus passed by.

For a moment, in the mirror image reflected in the mirror on the bus, a man and a woman were talking to their real positions.

It's the girl stuck on the boy's back.

But only for a moment, as the bus passed by, reality was still reality.

It's like dating!

"Hey! Are you still going to college in the future?"

"What? Can't hear!"

"I said, will you still go to university in the future?!"

"Didn't you say I want to go to Junsha University?" He spoke very lightly, but Jiang Nao behind him could hear clearly.

"Oh!"

After a while, she said again, "I thought you would enter the deep mountains and forests, and then never come out!"

"Where there are deep mountains and old forests, they have all been developed into scenic spots, and many old monsters have to buy tickets when they go home."

"Ha, it's completely different from what I imagined!"

She is really afraid that one day in the future, this guy will soar in the daytime, and there will be a round of golden sun behind his head, and the golden light will shine.

After driving for about two hours, the surrounding high-rise buildings gradually disappeared, and the houses became low and low, similar to the old street. The black cables in the air were dense and disordered, like cobwebs hooked together, the telephone poles were covered with advertisements, and the people who drilled water wells. , people who are looking for people, and those who seek children with a lot of money, the tricycles parked on the roadside are full of seasonal fruits, and more often they put a cut and flat urea bag on the roadside ground, and put vegetables, fruits and vegetables on both sides. The roads are full, under the shade of the trees and outside the shade, pedestrians stop and go, picking and choosing.

The sounds are noisy and the smells are confusing.

"Watermelon, big watermelon, sweet meat, few seeds, big watermelon!"

The horn on the tricycle was played over and over again.

The road behind was to walk into the mountain, Feng Wuli parked the car on the side of the road, locked the car and signaled Jiang Nao to follow.

"Watermelon, big watermelon..."

Jiang Nao came over, hehe smiled, and his voice overlapped with the loudspeaker: "Sweet meat, few seeds, big watermelon!"

Feng Wuli also laughed.

He took a short cut and planned to enter from the back mountain, but the road was not so easy to go.

Walking down the stairs will become very steep. Even a few horizontal stones are placed there, and it is not easy to fall. This is not bad. Sometimes there is no road. Road, it is estimated that no one has left now.

In the past, the wind was unreasonable and passed by a few vertical jumps.

The current 'Wind Unreasonable' is also a few vertical jumps...

About one-third of the mountain road was walked, and the road ahead was not easy to walk, so let Jiang Nao come over and sit for a while.

The trees in the forest are not the same as the green trees in the city. They are all tall and stretch their branches desperately in order to compete for sunlight.

He took out a bottle of water from the bag that Jiang Nao was carrying, drank it, sat on the big stone beside him, his hair was sticky on his face, he had not yet recovered from the pain in his heart and lungs, even though he kept telling himself that he was now An ordinary person, but still occasionally amazed.

what rubbish?
It's only a few steps away?
After a short break, we resumed our journey.

Halfway through the mountain, the road was blocked by a fallen green and old tree.

The light in the jungle comes in bit by bit through the gaps between the leaves, like an afternoon room with the curtains drawn. This old tree must be at least a few hundred years old. After it fell, a large piece of the jungle sky leaked out. It was the sky that collapsed, and the thick tree trunks lay across the mountain road, as if to prevent people from moving forward.

Feng Wuli asked Jiang Nao to carry it away, so that people would not be able to pass it later, or it would be inconvenient for people on the mountain to go down.

Jiang Nao called a positive.

But she found herself unable to lift.

This body is far more than a normal person, not a superman. This tree is at least a dozen tons, which has exceeded the limit of Feng Wu's body.

Feng Wuli was silent for a while, thinking about it, the old tree suddenly broke into four pieces.

He took a step forward in an instant, protecting Jiang Nao behind him.

Jiang Nao pointed to the tree and said to him, "There's an old grandpa with a big slap there. He said please let us move his body to one side, otherwise it will prevent others from going up and down the mountain."

The wind is unreasonable to understand this.

"It's a tree elf, but it's already dying."

After it was broken into four parts, Jiang Nao was able to move it, and carried the tree trunk that was blocking the road in the middle to both sides.

The two went back on their way.

After walking two steps, Jiang Nao turned around again.

The wind in the forest blew through the branches of the fallen old tree, and the sound of the shuttle leaves seemed to be unreasonable and he could hear his whispers.

"Thank you so much."

Wind irrational is like seeing an illusion;
An old man dressed in gray linen and only the size of a slap sat on a tree trunk with one hand behind him, waving to them cheerfully.

With just one look, he couldn't see it again.

Jiang Nao waved to him: "No thanks, grandpa! Let's go!"

Feng Wuli also waved his hand.

Seeing that the temple pavilion is about to appear in sight, there is some movement in the forest. Now Jiang Nao's body has been trained by Feng Wuli to have a lot of inspiration, but his talent is limited, and he can only vaguely feel it. The thin footsteps sounded like they came from far away, far away.

The leaves in the forest were pushed aside, and the place seemed to be lively. He watched Jiang Nao talking to the air.

"Eh? I'm not... um, is that so?"

"Then have you found it?"

"It's still the last one? Then you go find it!"

"Do you want me to give it to him for you? Why don't you give it yourself?"

"...Okay, okay, then come find me when you find it."

The wind can't see, can't hear, and can only wait quietly.

It turns out that this is how he looks in other people's eyes. He thinks it's weird and interesting, but if he doesn't believe in the fact that monsters exist, he might really feel sick or something.

After about a few minutes, the forest became calm again, and Jiang Nao breathed a sigh of relief.

Then Feng Wuli smiled and said to her: "Are there a few little monsters that don't look very smart, and their tone is arrogant?"

"Uh, yes!"

"They are monsters living here. They are very weak and easily bullied by other monsters. Because the monk is here, those big monsters dare not approach them. Although the monk can't see them, they can indeed be protected by the monk."

Jiang Nao suddenly realized: "So that's the case, but they seemed to despise the monk in their tone just now. They said that he was a stupid monk, and his tone was also high, saying he was an idiot."

"They are monsters. You should feel ashamed to be protected, so you always say that you look down on that monk."

"Oh, like this."

The two walked to the front temple, and the road to the back mountain was only the two of them, but the incense of Nanshan Temple was at its peak, and walking out of the back mountain forest was as lively as a temple fair where a monster suddenly appeared in the old forest in the deep mountains.

In front of the main hall is full of people, mostly young men and women. In front of the temple is a lush old tree with wooden signs engraved with its names on it, and there are still people hanging on it.

The yellow temple walls, the vermilion cornices, the white smoke like gauze inside and outside the temple, the layers of new leaves and old leaves of the ficus in front of the temple, the greenery is very strong, the shadows cast on the light gray old stone bricks give people a feeling Pale cyan.

"By the way, what did they just look for you for?" Feng Wuli suddenly raised his head and asked.

"It was said that the monk had the cold, so they went to pick the herbs that can cure the cold, and let me help the monk after picking it up."

The wind laughed unreasonably.

(End of this chapter)