My imagination has come true

August 31, cloudy.

Canghai No. [-] Middle School was established very early. When the school was founded, it was located in the suburbs. Who would have thought that a few decades later, the school would become a serious city center and the most prosperous area in Canghai City. , only three kilometers away from Canghai Railway Station, and only seven or eight kilometers away from Qicailongpo, the largest national [-]A-level scenic spot in Canghai City.

When Mu Qingyun came out of the train station, Xiao Cai's eyes were glued to the tour guide's flag.

No wonder she was excited, it was only a 20-minute drive, at least 9 minutes, when she heard the tour guide start to boast about the colorful Longpo.

Colorful Longpo is just a small hill, but from all angles, you can see a giant dragon.

The dragon has seven colors, with black horns, red scales on the head, and golden claws. The entire body is composed of cyan, purple, blue, and transparent colors.

There are many myths and legends about this place, which have been spread from before the catastrophe to the present. Some say that this is the place where the ancient dragon and phoenix wars fought, and a divine dragon fell here. Some also say that in the past, many immortals traveled together to pay homage to the dynasty. I was traveling in Beihai at dusk in Cangwu, and when I came here, I suddenly saw a few clear springs, so I stopped here to bathe. The spring water washed over the immortal's body. After the immortal left, the spring water naturally dried up, leaving only countless gems gathered into the mountain, and this is what happened. A trace.

However, Xiao Cai was not interested in these myths and legends. She was moved purely because she had just written a chapter in "Red Sleeves" written by Mu Qingyun.

During the Chinese Valentine's Day, Xia Mian and several handkerchiefs and little sisters went to Longpo to play together, and there they met the most talented person in the world, Xiao Jin, Young Master Xiao.

It is said that on that day, Mr. Xiao's hairpin accidentally broke, so he randomly broke a willow branch by the water to make a hairpin. As a result, for half a year, the streets were full of young men wearing willow branches.

Xiao Cai didn't like reading boring history before, and she had never heard of historical novels. But ever since she learned that Mu Qingyun serialized novels in the magazine "History of Plays", she has been a loyal reader of "History of Plays", reading every issue. Buy them all.

She didn't have much pocket money, so Mu Qingyun told her that she had a sample magazine if she wanted to read it. However, Xiao Cai had to buy it. She had to buy the magazine even if she saved money from food expenses.

The crowd was surging. Xiao Cai carried his luggage and pulled Mu Qingyun behind the tour guide.

The tour guide introduced various legends about Canghai City, and also talked about various short stories that happened in Canghai Colorful Longpo during the great disaster.

Most of them are about men and women, about human love.

Xiao Cai is just at this age, he is lustful and admires Shao Ai. What the little girl longs for most is pure love in the world. She is almost fascinated by it.

When the tour guide talked about the great disaster, on the eve of a young couple's wedding, the man received military orders and was about to go to the battlefield. Before leaving, they made an agreement that one day, the man would ride home on a white horse and marry the girl in the bamboo forest. She makes the happiest bride.

However, as the years passed, the girl grew older and the man never returned. The woman was depressed all day long and her body gradually declined. She couldn't help crying when she was dying. She was worried that she was dead and her fiancé would not be able to find her when he came back, so she sincerely went to Colorful Dragon. Poe prayed to the Dragon God to let her soul be tied to the bamboo forest forever.

The Dragon God agreed, and from then on, there would always be a breeze singing in the bamboo forest. It was the girl playing her fiancé's favorite tune, waiting for her lover.

Xiao Cai cried with snot and tears while listening.

Mu Qingyun smiled and said: "There is another half to this story. It was very hard for the man to go out to fight. He was injured in an accident and was taken care of by his general's daughter, so he formed an alliance with the daughter. When he got old, he suddenly remembered There was a love affair when he was young. He returned to his hometown with his wife and children and found out that his former lover died early and was buried in the bamboo forest. He burst into tears and wrote a mourning poem deep in the bamboo forest to commemorate his death. His love, and his love affair as a boy."

The tour guide there was still promoting the story passionately: "The soul of the beautiful girl will remain in this bamboo forest forever. In later generations, during the Chinese Valentine's Day, the nearby villagers would use the bamboo here as bones to make fans, and the fans they made came with them." The natural fragrance is very precious. Come and take a look. These are the local specialty bamboo fans. They cost one yuan for two. If you are interested, you can come and pick them out."

Xiao Cai: "..."

She reached into her pocket to take out the money, which made Ah Qingdao's heart, liver and lungs hurt. "And buy a ghost!"

Afterwards, the tour guide told five stories, and three of Mu Qingyun were able to tell the follow-up.

Every follow-up is very confusing and uncomfortable.

Xiao Cai: "Ah Qing!"

Mu Qingyun chuckled: "Don't be angry. The people who make up these stories have bad intentions. They just want to make the little girls who listen to the stories angry."

Colorful Longpo was also the place where their Baiyun Sect disciples practiced, and it was also the place chosen by Mu Qingyun and Senior Sister Chen Yi.

It's just that back then, this place was not such a short hillside. The mountain was a hundred feet high, the rocks were rugged, and there was an ethereal air of immortality everywhere. The young disciples of Baiyun Sect couldn't even practice meditation, so they chose a place like this to shut down the children and abandon their selfishness. All distracting thoughts can be cultivated properly.

Even though there were policies from above and countermeasures from below, those children couldn't get down the mountain, and there was a lot of chaos on the mountain. The brothers and sisters couldn't do anything about them. In the end, they were so upset that Mu Qingyun and the others thought, it's better to block things than to block them. Rather than letting them be naughty on their own, it's better to do it yourself and play with them from time to time.

It was at that time that Mu Qingyun and her senior sister Chen Yi made up various stories and legends to tell the children.

Back then, Mu Qingyun and Chen Yi were both young at heart, and the various stories they wrote were full of twists and turns, and they were full of imagination.

Mu Qingyun thought of these old things for a moment. When he came to his senses, Xiao Cai had no interest in tour guides anymore. He stood outside the station in a crowded place, looking for the bus stop by looking at the signs.

"It's best if you can take bus [-], it's only two stops away."

While they were talking, the bus arrived. Mu Qingyun tightened the straps of his backpack. Before they got on the bus, the tour guide and a dozen gray-haired old men and women crowded over behind them.

Mu Qingyun grabbed Xiao Cai's collar and took three steps back, just in time to let the group of old men and women get into the car first.

Xiao Cai: "??"

"cough."

Mu Qingyun blinked: "Get used to it, get used to it."

"Ah, respecting the old and caring for the young is a traditional virtue, as it should be."

Xiao Cai said quickly.

Mu Qingyun: "..."

It's not that noble. She was simply led astray by various news on the Internet and various news media. After all, for a while, her mother told her that whenever she saw anyone with a walking stick, she should be careful. If you stay away from anything, give in if you can, otherwise, I'm afraid your wallet won't be able to handle it.