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On the way back to the tile house, the two had great luck. They met a Taoist priest who was picking up mushrooms in the woods. Zhu Xia hurriedly exchanged some biscuits and bread in his backpack with the other party for some chicken fir mushrooms and wild vegetables, and took them back for dinner. .

Tonight is a cloudless night, the moon shines through the window, printing the shadow of the railing on the white mosquito net.In order to prevent Zhu Xia from kicking the quilt, Fu Zeming still half hugged him. Zhu Xia was lying on his back, breathing steadily and long, and was already fast asleep.Fu Zeming was taller than Zhu Xia. When he turned sideways, the breath of the person next to him kept brushing against the side of his neck, which was very itchy and made him unable to fall asleep for a long time.

Fu Zeming felt a little anxious, and he could not think about it during the day, but the late night when he couldn't sleep would amplify this anxiety infinitely.This feeling is not unfamiliar. Fu Zeming carefully recalled that the last time he suffered from insomnia like this was when he broke up with his ex-girlfriend.Although his love experience is far less rich and interesting than that of Zhu Xia, it is not completely blank. He once fell in love with a female celebrity.

At that time, they collaborated in a school idol drama, and the producer was promoting their scandal, and they would cooperate appropriately, and gradually there was a spark of ambiguity.One day the female star took the initiative to confess her love to him, and they were together.

This love affair has only lasted for more than three months, and the producer has not finished pushing their scandals, so this love affair is over.There was no special reason for the breakup. Although they liked each other, there were too many people on the set, so it was not convenient for them to have intimate activities, and the two of them were usually too busy. After filming the school idol drama, they only dated three times.

At that time, the two didn't like each other deeply, and they couldn't see each other. The relationship naturally faded away. Fu Zeming felt that the situation was good at that time, but the other party didn't want to have this kind of relationship, so he proposed to break up. Fu Zeming Didn't keep it either.

Because the relationship was too short, even the agents and assistants of both parties did not know about it, and fans basically thought it was a hype.

Later, on various occasions, Fu Zeming met the female star several times, and both of them smiled and nodded in a friendly manner, and no one knew that they had been in a relationship.

Fu Zeming still admires the female star and thinks she is excellent, but the feeling of being in love has disappeared.Like this kind of feeling is like this, as long as you leave it alone, it will gradually fade away, and then disappear.

Zhu Xia suddenly said "hmm" with a nasal voice, probably having some kind of dream.Fu Zeming lowered his head and looked at his face carefully under the moonlight.Unlike when he was awake, Zhu Xia looked very obedient when he was asleep. People found that his appearance was very delicate, and he could even be called delicate. Will frown and want to fight with people.

But no matter when you look at it, the facial features of this face belong to men.

In the silence, Fu Zeming exhaled lightly. The girl was cute, soft and exciting. He was sure that they all liked girls.

The vacation Fu Zeming vacated is only one week. It takes one day to come and one day to go. The real time to stay in the mountains is only five days.In the rest of the time, the two got up in the dark and climbed to the top of the mountain with a flashlight to wait for the sunrise, went to the temple fair at Yuhuang Mountain, visited Grandpa Zhu Xia's old friends...in short, had a good time.

The day before leaving Zhongnan Mountain happened to be Xiaoshu solar term, they woke up early, and Zhu Xia said that he would take Fu Zeming to see a tree.

There are trees everywhere in Mount Zhongnan, everywhere in the mountains and fields, and there are forests everywhere. That tree must have something special, so that people can distinguish it from other trees.Although he had made such mental preparations, when Fu Zeming actually saw the tree, he was shocked and forgot to speak.

They were still some way away from reaching the tree now, but even at this distance they could see the tree's high, spreading canopy.Fu Zeming thought in disbelief: there are giant cedars in Zhongnan Mountain?

The closer you get, the more you feel the size and luxuriance of the tree. Its roots must be deeply embedded in the ground to support such a huge body. Fu Zeming almost feels that the pulse of this tree is consistent with the earth.The surrounding trees are shaded by this tree, so they are not easy to be damaged by wind and rain. At the same time, this tree blocks the sunlight, so that they do not grow well.

It was not until he walked in front of the big tree that Fu Zeming could tell that this tree was not a giant cedar. Giant cedars would not have such spreading branches and leaves. Moreover, upon closer inspection, the trunk of this tree was still smaller than the giant cedar. With a shallow understanding of trees, it is impossible to distinguish the type of tree.

The exposed roots and lower branches of the big tree are covered with countless red silks, some new and some old.Now Fu Zeming and Zhu Xia are not the only ones who come under the tree. There is a young girl and a middle-aged man standing in front of the tree, holding a piece of red silk in their hands. The cloth was wrapped around the tree, and the young girl left after wrapping it up. The middle-aged man took out three sticks of incense sticks and bowed to the tree before turning around and walking away.

Zhu Xia walked up to the tree, touched the trunk, turned her head and smiled at Fu Zeming: "It's amazing! I was in the fourth grade when I first came here, and I was so stupid when I saw this tree. My son still believes that there is a Monkey King in the world! I think this tree must be the mountain god of this mountain, but it is similar. Not only this mountain, but also people living in this area regard this tree as a mountain god. Please pray, I don’t know if it works or not, but everyone says it works.”

Human beings are naturally in awe of huge things, and they are also prone to superstitious worship of long-lived creatures. I don’t know that this big tree grew in the mountains hundreds or thousands of years ago before it grew into what it is now. Naturally, it should have More than one generation of nearby mountain people worshiped it as a mountain god.

Fu Zeming raised his head and looked at the crown of the tree. It was nine o'clock in the morning, and the sun had come out, but only two or three bits of light leaked from the leaves to his face, showing how dense the branches and leaves were.

Fu Zeming said sincerely, "It's amazing."

"It's fine." Zhu Xia dug out two pieces of red silk from her backpack, and gave one to Fu Zeming, "We also practice feudal superstition. When I was young, I always came to pay my respects to my grandpa, and I haven't paid my respects for a few years. .”

Fu Zeming remembered that these two pieces of red silk were bought by Zhu Xia when they were attending the temple fair in Yuhuang Mountain. He took the red silk and thought it was ridiculous and funny, and asked, "You don't believe in Monkey King now, do you?"

Zhu Xia resisted not rolling her eyes, and said, "I didn't learn the nine-year compulsory education for nothing."

Fu Zeming thought: There are so many children who don't believe in gods and ghosts as soon as they graduate from kindergarten.

Zhu Xia hesitated for a while, and asked, "I said brother, is there anything bothering you these days?"

Fu Zeming was taken aback.

Zhu Xia's expression became troubled. He played with the red silk in his hand and said: "I feel that you should be very happy these days, but sometimes you seem unhappy. If you don't tell me what's bothering you, then I shouldn't be able to." Let me solve it for you, regardless of whether the mountain spirit is alive or not, at least you don't want to worry about it in your heart."

Fu Zeming stared at Zhu Xia fixedly, his expression could be called cold, even disgusted, he was a little stunned that Zhu Xia hadn't been looked at by him like this.Soon Fu Zeming turned his eyes to look at the big tree, he held the red silk and slightly lowered his head and closed his eyes, probably praying silently.

Zhu Xia still wanted to know what Fu Zeming was bothering these days, and reminded him specially: "You can say it, those two just said their wish."

But Fu Zeming didn't say a word from the beginning to the end, he just wrapped the red silk around the big tree silently.

The atmosphere has become a little strange, and now it's time to make a wish for Xia and wrap the red silk.Zhu Xia tried hard to see something from Fu Zeming's face, but he was not Yu Linlin, Fang Rong, or anyone else. If he was good at reading other people's thoughts, he wouldn't be dumped many times by various girlfriends.

Zhu Xia looked at the red silk in his hand, and felt that he really had nothing to wish for, so he said, "I have made all the wishes I can make when I was young, and I have also been admitted to Nortel this year. I feel that there is nothing special I want now. I will give Make a promise, I wish you..." He doesn't usually say auspicious words, and he doesn't know what to wish for a while, and suddenly remembers two very good poems he has read recently, which are very suitable for the current scene, but when he spoke, he Inexplicably embarrassed, he smiled and said, "Like the moon, it rises like the sun. It's like the life of Nanshan, neither dying nor falling."

There should be wind blowing on the top of the canopy, and the rustling sound swayed layer by layer among the branches and leaves.

Fu Zeming remembered this one, the ugly stack of practice pens sandwiched in the "Book of Songs", Zhu Xia took away the paper on which this sentence was written and looked at it for a long time.His heart shrank suddenly, and every uncontrolled heartbeat was a silk thread, interlaced in warp and weft to form an endless net. He couldn't tell which feeling spread first, pain or sweetness, or they were symbiotic. .

Fu Zeming finally looked into Zhu Xia's eyes, and saw himself from inside.

see the gods

Volume Two Broken Glass