happy event under the tree

The summer is deep, and the streams and beaches are shallow.

Gu Xi and Mu Linyuan walked down the mountain in the shade of the trees on the mountain road.

There were no pedestrians on the road, and the silence seemed to be forgotten by time.

Mu Linyuan followed behind Gu Xi, and after walking two steps, he couldn't help but pull the hand of the person in front.

Gu Xi was as thin-skinned as ever, and felt that the surrounding trees were all staring at him, like a frightened rabbit.

But, itching again.Then give it a while.

Often, after holding for a while, he really only held for a while, and he himself felt like he couldn't bear it anymore, so he pulled out his fingers.

At this time, Mu Linyuan stared at his ear.After the red color on his ears subsided, you can reach out to hold him again.

Back and forth, it looks like the first love at the age of seventeen or eighteen.

When we were approaching the town, there were a few vendors selling watermelons on the side of the road with carts.

At this time, it is the season of great heat, and it is the time when watermelons occupy the market.

Mu Linyuan asked Gu Xi: "Do you want to eat it? Do you want to buy some?"

Gu Xi patted this and felt that, and after picking it for a long time, he finally said: "Forget it, should we carry it back like this after buying it? It's too heavy and suffer."

But Mu Linyuan still paid for two big watermelons: "Don't worry, I still have uses, for example, I have great strength." He carried the two bags of watermelons with one hand, and pulled Gu Xi's bag with the other. The hand continues to move forward.

"Is it really not sinking?" Gu Xi was amazed, "You are really amazing."

Mu Linyuan scratched his palm, and said, "It's okay for you to add another one."

Gu Xi blushed slightly, and Gu Xi said to him: "Looks like I have to buy a small car, and I can still deliver goods at ordinary times."

"Let me buy it for you."

Just as Gu Xi was about to decline, Mu Linyuan continued: "I have never had any experience in talking about relationships. I always want to treat you better, but I don't know how to do it. It should be right to buy you what you want Let me tell you frankly, I am not as rich as Du Chuan...you, don't dislike me..."

Gu Xi didn't expect that Mu Linyuan would have obvious lack of confidence, but he blushed and heartbeated by his words.He never thought that he would have such a big influence, and for some reason, he suddenly felt a sense of pride: "Why would I despise you, I'm not trying to get your money!"

"What's the picture of me?"

"Tu, Tu, you are a good person... It doesn't matter if you have money or not, and I can support you too..."

"Indeed, there are so many fertilizers in your store, the nutrients for me are enough."

Gu Xi imagined the situation of raising her boyfriend with chemical fertilizers, and couldn't help laughing.

In the afternoon, the two planned to go to Wangjia Village to visit the Wanglangjun Temple.

Mu Linyuan filled the small kettle with water, carried it on his shoulder, and asked Gu Xi, "Do you know the way?"

"When I was young, I went there a few times with my grandmother in the village. At that time, there were temple fairs, and I could get a vegetarian meal of fried bean curd with pickled vegetables. I could eat two big bowls, but I didn't go there much when I grew up. It should be because I knew Yes."

"Would you like some watermelon?"

Gu Xi couldn't laugh or cry: "Okay, okay, who will take this to eat on the road..."

The road in the village has not changed for several years, so the two followed the route in Gu Xi's vague memory to find them.

Looking up, it is a majestic temple, the walls are bright yellow, the stone-carved facade is very grand, and the flying dragon and auspicious clouds are lifelike.

Overlooking the past, the high walls and cornices of the buildings hidden in the green are patchwork and majestic.

"Hey, why is this repaired so well?" Gu Xi was a little surprised, it was completely different from the Wanglangjun Temple he remembered.I still remember that the Wanglangjun Temple I went to play when I was a child was just a low, single-room house, and there was often a layer of dust inside, and every step on it left a footprint.

Mu Linyuan pointed: "Look there."

The writing on the plaque hanging at the entrance of the temple is not the Wanglangjun Temple. Looking in, there is a vaguely golden statue of Sakyamuni in the Daxiong Hall.

Gu Xi had some doubts about his memory. It happened that there were monks coming in and out of the temple. He hurriedly stopped one and asked, "Hello, where is the Wanglangjun Temple?"

The monk who was stopped was rather reluctant, frowned and thought for a while, and then suddenly said: "The one you mentioned is behind, just go around the outside of the wall."

Outside the fence is a mess of weeds, and a path has been trampled in the middle.Fortunately, after a day of sun exposure, it was not too muddy.

Walk around the wall along this path for about 15 minutes, and you will see the old temple in your memory.

Exactly the same, exactly the same as in the impression.Same dilapidated.

The walls on all sides are already very dilapidated. It is unknown when they were painted with white water and they have already become dusty, revealing the straw mixed in the lime soil, and some places even exposed the gray clay bricks inside.

There are no traces of red paint on the two wooden pillars at the door. After years of baptism and tracing, the two wooden couplets on them can still vaguely recognize the words "Shantao" and "Chic".

A wooden door was ajar, and the door panels were not made of good materials, and there were finger-wide gaps between the spliced ​​wood.

Mu Linyuan raised his foot and wanted to go in, but Gu Xi grabbed him and said, "You, is it alright for you to enter this kind of place?" The TV shows are all about monsters entering the temple, but they will be ejected ten meters away by BIU.

"untested."

"It's better to believe it or not. If it's really a fairy, you'd better not take this risk."

Mu Linyuan didn't want him to worry, so he obediently stood at the door: "Then you should be careful, this house is too old."

Gu Xi covered his mouth and nose and pushed open the door. The dust was not as big as expected. Presumably, some people from the village came here every now and then.

Walking into the low doorway, the first thing that catches the eye is a clay sculpture standing in the center of the room, standing in a posture with one hand on the chest and the other behind the back, as if holding a sword for power.

The room was very dark, and there was a curtain covering the face in front of the head of the clay sculpture.Gu Xi squinted his eyes and looked at it. Needless to say, looking at the embroidered inscriptions, it is already rare that it is so dilapidated that it is so dilapidated that it does not fall down.

Gu Xi took another step forward and tilted his head to look inside. As expected, the clay sculpture has long been weathered to the point where the face cannot be seen clearly, but there are still some pink and bright yellow colors left on the statue.

There is a small low table in front of the clay sculpture, which should have been moved from a family in the village and used as a table.On this altar stand a few crumpled apples and a handful of cheap fruit candies, with an incense burner in the center.

There was a futon on the ground, which was too dark to see its original appearance.

Gu Xi turned around in a circle, and the temple was clear at a glance, and there was nothing special about it.

He came out, and Mu Linyuan patted the dust on his body for him.

"I didn't see anything. It's the same as when I came here when I was a child."

In front of the temple there is a small piece of flat ground, and there is an old mottled tree, the bark on one side of which is probably blackened by the incense burns that had flourished in the past.

Looking up is the endless sky.When the two of them were not talking, in the silent air, there was only the sound of the wind blowing through the reed leaves by the water, and occasionally a kingfisher "swish" through the leaves.

Gu Xi curled her lips: "What to do, I didn't find anything. If this is really a fairy, then the temple is too shabby. I don't know when this big temple was built, probably no one will come here."

"There's nothing we can do if we can't find it, we'll do our best."

"Well, this small road should be stepped on by the villagers. Everyone used to say that Wang Langjun is very effective. When I was a child, I would come to worship Wang Langjun when I had an exam or fell ill. There was a temple fair back then. You can see the aunt dancing with a fan, and you can buy the Monkey King doing somersaults."

Mu Linyuan said: "Well, since this temple has always been here, you can ask the people in the village, maybe it has a relationship with Wang's Village and we don't know about it."

He looked at the big tree in front of the hut, and continued: "If it wasn't made up, then judging from the time, I might have met this fairy once."