Song Jin went to the trunk to take her luggage, but Lu Nancheng took one in one hand and didn't give it to her.

From the parking lot to the main entrance of a short road, she followed closely behind, the old aunt a little distressed to share, but he simply refused.

There are hundreds of stairs in front. At first sight, the Red Mountain Gate is on it. Song Jin has a headache when she looks at so many steps, so she has to climb behind.

Lu Nancheng has long legs and two stairs at a time. Song Jin, who has short legs, has to take one staircase and is soon left behind by him.

He deliberately stopped to wait for her, Song Jin had to speed up to keep up. When

reached the middle of the mountain, he obviously felt the temperature drop. She was wearing a cotton and linen long skirt to climb the stairs, and only sweating slightly. He adjusted his breathing in front of the gate and followed him in.

In the afternoon, few tourists came to burn incense. After entering the mountain gate, they only saw a few people in twos and threes, some sitting in pavilions, some standing under trees. She continued to go deep along the stone road with Lunan city.

On the road, I occasionally met a few young monks sweeping leaves. A gust of wind blew, and a few yellow leaves fell from the tree. He continued to sweep tirelessly.

Song Jin stands on the road and looks into the distance. The temple is on the top of the mountain, surrounded by bamboo forests. Looking around, there is nothing but a sea of bamboo, and they are on one of the top of the mountain.

The wind blows, and I don't know where to blow the bell. It comes with the wind tinkling.

As she walked, she looked at the temple. The roof seemed to glow in the sun, shining the whole building bright.

When Lu Nancheng looked back, she looked around curiously and stopped to explain: "the hall with many people over there is a place for tourists to burn incense."

"Oh, no wonder there are so many people."

"The big hall in the back is where monks do their lessons."

"Monks need to learn every day?"

"If you don't study, you will fall behind."

“……”

It turns out that the monks are working so hard now, but the former monks didn't have these rules. Song Jin can't help sympathizing.

"Now being a monk also needs a diploma. You can't come in casually."

"Can they marry and have children?"

Lu Nancheng's helpless expression swept her. After Song Jin received it, she didn't think it was wrong. If she didn't understand, she asked. Is it OK?

"The last hall is internal business."

"Well, where are we going now?"

"Housekeeping."

"Where is it?"

"The farthest row of houses."

“……”

Song Jin walked all the way from the parking lot. She walked a short distance. She didn't move for a long time, but she had some difficulty.

She continues to follow behind Lu Nancheng, carrying two people's luggage, he is still walking fast, without a trace of fatigue, in the end is small fresh meat.

Lu Nanyu arrived one step ahead of them. He had put his luggage into the guest room. Standing at the door, he saw his elder brother and sister-in-law coming one after another. His sister-in-law seemed tired and stopped walking behind.

"Where's grandfather?"

"And presided over the proceedings."

"Well."

Jiang Yun hears the sound coming out of the guest room. She arrives after the old man. She has been trimming for a long time. She comes out in a long cotton and hemp skirt. She happens to be in touch with Song Jin, and her face suddenly changes.

Both of them are cotton and hemp long skirts with similar colors. Song Jin is young, with delicate skin and thin figure. He wears a bit of aura, while Jiang Yun is old. Even though he has good maintenance, his temperament is not right. Standing with Song Jin, you can see who is tender and who is good-looking.

In the past, when he looked at her for a second, he thought his daughter-in-law had given her a long face. Now that person has become himself. Jiang Yun is very depressed, and the smile on his face disappears.

As soon as Song Jin sees Jiang Yun's clothes, she immediately says that it's not good. Women are most afraid of bumping their shirts, and they are younger than themselves. Once they lose, their mood will get worse.

She made a mistake in secret, thinking that if she went in and changed her clothes, it would not be three hundred taels of silver here.

"Everyone is here."

"Well, in the afternoon, I'll go with Nan Yu."

Jiang Yun's eyes swept over Song Jin: "Xiao Jin is the first time to participate in the sacrifice. Let's go with her."

"Yes, Ma."

Her little action urged her to land in Nancheng and quickly enter the house. Lu Nancheng received it and turned to open the door. She quickly followed her in.

The facilities of the guest rooms in the temple are simple but clean, with a wooden bed, a cabinet, a table and several chairs, almost all of them, but they don't feel shabby.

Song Jin immediately collapsed on the chair, panting for breath, in Lu Nancheng's eyes, like going to die.

"Drink some water."

He took it out directly from his luggage. Song Jin was surprised that he took water up the mountain.

"You can't get used to the water here."

"Mountain spring?"

"Almost."

In fact, Song Jin is more acceptable than he imagined. Before, she even drank from streams in the mountains. There was nothing wrong with her.She sipped the water. Lu Nancheng was packing. She even opened her clothes and hung them in the cupboard one by one.

Song Jin suddenly thinks that her underwear is still in it. She seems to be frightened. She immediately jumps from her chair. Lu Nancheng, who is quick in hand, has her underwear in her hand. Behind her is only page.

He pulled the corner of his mouth and looked at her with a deep look. Oh, she likes this pig very much.

"Give it to me. I'll do it myself."

"I've packed up. I'll go out after a break."

Lu Nancheng turns around and goes to the bathroom. The door of the cupboard opens and she peeks at them. He hangs their underwear together. She immediately closes the door of the cupboard.

Song Jin leans on her chair and opens the window to let the mountain wind blow in. However, she is closed by Lunan City, which comes out of the bathroom.

"There are many mosquitoes in the mountains."

“……”

Can not play happily, Song Jin had no choice but to boring out of the mobile phone, found that there is still a signal in the mountain, just a little bit worse.

She bored brush circle of friends, see Qin Yanran just made a circle of friends, is a weight record, finally into a hundred.

Recently, she seems to be losing weight, but in her opinion, Qin Yanran is not fat, just plump. Although she is not the popular bony beauty at present, she is not bad. Plump is very charming, but her temperament and aura are poor.

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