Legend of Xianghuang

Late in the day, the country is beautiful, and the spring breeze is fragrant with flowers and plants.

After several spring rains, fresh tender colors can be seen everywhere in this mountain, with flowers blooming and grass green.

Perhaps it was because it had just rained the day before, and the air was still moist with water vapor, which against the blue sky made people feel refreshed.

A gust of mountain wind blew by, the vegetation swayed, and a blue shirt was vaguely seen deep in the dense forest.

The people in the woods got closer and closer, and gradually stepped out of the cascading bushes. They were dressed in a simple blue Taoist uniform, their jet-black hair was tied up in a bun on the top of their heads and tied tightly with a black cloud-patterned headband, and a delicate and small skirt hung around their waist. A small brown piece, with a pair of bright black eyes revealing a spirit of agility.

Taking a closer look, this person is not tall and slender. He turned out to be a young Taoist boy, about twelve or thirteen years old. His ivory white skin was crystal clear under the light, and the baby fat that had not yet faded added to his body. Kind of cute.

"Hey, the shoes are wet." After finally walking to a place with a trail, Xianghuang looked down and sighed, "It rained all night after all."

Stamping his feet vigorously, shaking off the rainwater that had come all the way, Xianghuang took a deep breath and looked into the distance: "It's amazing..."

I have been living on the top of the mountain, surrounded by clouds and mist, this is the first time Xianghuang has seen such a lush and verdant mountain range.

A gust of mountain wind blew by, and Xianghuang couldn't help closing his eyes, as if the whispers of vegetation were lingering in his ears.

Opening his eyes, Xianghuang showed a big smile and walked down the mountain along the path.

After walking for a long time, there are more and more mountain roads. From time to time, you can see a fork in the road leading to an unknown place. Xianghuang walked, but he didn't know which one was going down the mountain.

"What should I do?" Reluctantly stopping in front of another fork in the road, Xianghuang looked a little distressed, his little nose wrinkled slightly.

Before going down the mountain, senior brother Changde once told her that she could reach the town at the foot of the mountain before dark.But now the sun has set to the west, but she has not yet come out of the mountains.

There was a crisp chirping sound, and a little gray sparrow fluttered its wings and landed on Xianghuang's shoulder, but it didn't look scary at all.

Xiang Huang turned to look at it, feeling relieved, stretched out his fingers, and watched Xiao Que'er jump up to his fingertips twice: "Unfortunately, Xiao Que'er, you don't understand human language, so I can't ask you to point out the way down the mountain."

As soon as she finished speaking, Xiao Que'er jumped up and flew to one side, Xianghuang hurriedly followed a few steps, but the mountain road was difficult, and Xiao Que'er disappeared in a blink of an eye.

"You're leaving too, are you going home?" Xianghuang was a little frustrated, looked around again, and found that he had already walked on one of the forked roads, so he simply continued walking along the road without thinking too much.

This time, not long after walking, the mountain wind brought faint singing.

"There is a little red in the east at sunrise, some are rich and some are poor, some are walking on the road carrying firewood, some are wearing hats in the fields—"

After finally hearing the voice, Xianghuang's eyes lit up, and his steps quickened a lot. He followed the singing, but after a while, he saw an old man carrying firewood in the sparse forest.

"Please wait a moment." After catching up with the old man, Xianghuang hurriedly greeted him, not forgetting to stand up straight and bow to him in a hurry, "Excuse me, old man, how should I go down the mountain?"

The old man had spent most of his life chopping firewood on the mountain, and he had never treated anyone with such courtesy. What's more, Xianghuang was born white and dressed in a brand-new silk dress. The road goes all the way down for about half an hour before leaving the mountain."

Finally got the exact route and time, Xiang Huang blushed with joy, and immediately thanked: "Thank you, old man."

Xianghuang was cute, and his voice was crisp and lively. The old man was also happy to see it, and waved his hands repeatedly and said "no", and couldn't help but feel a little worried: "It's just that it takes an hour to walk down the mountain to the nearest town. It's going to be dark."

"It's not in the way." Xianghuang looked at the road, "I walk fast, I'll just walk faster, thank you for reminding me."

Seeing Xianghuang's insistence, the old man had no choice but to nod, "Then let's go, you are alone, be careful on the road."

"En!" Xianghuang nodded, said goodbye to the old man, and headed down the mountain.

With a clear route, Xianghuang's pace became much lighter, and it took her less than three quarters of an hour to go down the mountain.

However, because I spent too much time in the mountains before, there was only a little crimson glow left in the sky, and it was almost completely black.

It was difficult to walk in the dark field, the ground was muddy and uneven, and the road could not be seen clearly, not to mention the beasts that appeared at night.That's what the old man was worried about.

However, Xianghuang was not afraid, and stepped on the solid flat ground with precision as her steps rose and fell, as if the darkness was nothing to her.

However, after walking for a short distance, Xianghuang found another problem, and she couldn't help crouching down with her head in her arms: "Where should Huaijiang Town go?"

Unfortunately, there was no one around, and the only response to her was the howling of wolves from somewhere far away.

Frustrated for a while, Xianghuang stood up again and looked around, but she found a dark shadow, like a room.

Immediately she cheered up again, and strode toward the house.

The crookedly hung door, the plaque that may fall at any time, the broken window, no one is there.

It was no surprise that Xiang Huang stood in front of the ruined temple.

"It's a pity that I can't find anyone to ask for directions. Why don't you rest here for a night." Because he was often alone, Xianghuang unconsciously developed the habit of talking to himself.No one said and no one cared.

After making up her mind, she walked into the temple and worshiped the Buddha statue that had been neglected for a long time. She didn't need to light a lamp, and she made an open space in the corner and lay down with her arms folded against the wall.

I don't know how long it has passed, but it started to rain again.

Two little mice hurried into the temple, shaking off the water droplets on their bodies, trying to get back to the corner nest, but found that the hole was blocked.

"Zhizhi—" they whispered to each other, and ran around Xianghuang who had already fallen asleep, but the hole was blocked by Xianghuang.

Finally, they set their sights on Xianghuang, moved closer a little bit, and showed their sharp teeth.

A gust of drafts blew through, and a cloud of red mist sneaked in like a long snake. The two mice scurried away and disappeared. The red mist gradually gathered in front of Xianghuang.

"Master..." Xianghuang yelled in a daze in his sleep, and turned over.

Hong Wu shrank back, seeing that Xiang Huang was still awake, and continued to approach, gradually taking on a hazy shape, resembling a woman.

"She" bent down, looked at the sleepy Xianghuang, and stretched out her claws towards her tender neck.

A flash of emerald green light flashed, and the red mist shrank back into a ball in an instant. It circled around the safe and sound Xianghuang twice, but didn't dare to get closer, and disappeared without a trace in the blink of an eye.

The original calm was restored in the ruined temple, the rain outside was still pattering, and Xiang Huang slept soundly.

Everything was quiet as if nothing had happened, whether it was the angry mice that couldn't get home, or the red smoke that came and went without a trace.

The sky turned white, and Xianghuang also woke up.

Rubbing his eyes, Xianghuang was about to stand up when he found that the jasper bamboo leaves that he had been hanging next to his body were a little hot, and when he took them out along the thread, there was still a faint green light, which felt very comfortable.

"Master said that this is a treasure for body protection. Could it be that a lonely ghost came here at night? Or a monster?" Xianghuang was a little surprised, but there was not much panic in his tone, but a faint excitement, "Master uncle did not Wrong, there are ghosts at the foot of the mountain doing evil!"

The green light gradually disappeared, and Xianghuang put back the jasper bamboo leaves, feeling the warmth against the skin, and whispered: "Thank you, dad."

Walking out of the temple, the rain had stopped and the air was exceptionally fresh.Xianghuang took a deep breath, washed his face with the clear rainwater from the broken water tank next to the temple, adjusted his clothes, and already had a water bag and a piece of pastry in his hand.

After finishing his breakfast, Xianghuang continued on the path that he could barely distinguish from the green.

Because of the overnight rain, the path was wet and there was hardly any solid ground. Even though Xianghuang walked carefully, the shoes and clothes were still stained with black mud.

Not far away, someone drove over in a carriage from the other side.

"Please wait!" Xianghuang immediately shouted loudly, perhaps because the distance was a bit far, the carriage did not stop.

Xianghuang was not depressed, and continued to walk at his own speed. After taking two steps, the carriage stopped again.

"Hey, Taoist chief, what is my lady asking you?" A burst of shouts came from the carriage.

The unexpected change made Xianghuang laugh, and walked quickly to the curtained carriage: "Thank you, lady, I want to ask how to get to Huaijiang Town?"

"Oh, you can see Huaijiang Town when you go up the small slope ahead." The coachman pointed forward persistently with his horsewhip.

Xianghuang immediately thanked him and stepped aside to let the carriage go first.

The coachman sat down and raised his whip, but was stopped by a voice in the carriage.

"Wait." The curtain was lifted, and a girl in pink clothes bent down and walked out. She looked at Xianghuang and said to the driver, "Miss said, since you are traveling with me, you can take it with you."

The coachman hesitated: "But, this man—" After all, Xianghuang is in the wilderness and has no luggage, so it looks a bit strange.

"A Niu, I burn incense and worship Buddha just to accumulate merits for my family. It is God's will to meet you on the way home. Why not do it." Another voice came from the curtain, it sounded gentle and peaceful, like a secluded spring.

The girl in pink also nodded again and again: "Miss is talking about, big stupid cow, look at this trail—" She looked at Xianghuang again, as if thinking about it, "Tong, you are not as tall as me, with thin arms Slender legs, are you still afraid that she will snatch you away?"

A Niu blushed, and said in a rough voice: "How is that possible, since the lady is alive, then you come up!" He couldn't shout at the two people in the car, so he had to talk to Xiang Huang, the hitchhiker.

Xianghuang was still immersed in the voice he heard just now, and only after being yelled at by A Niu did he regain his senses, looked down at his clothes and shoes in embarrassment, and said awkwardly: "Thank you for your kindness, it's just me... Or go by yourself."

Seeing that the carriage was clean, with beautiful curtains and juan gauze hanging on it, Xiang Huang was worried that he would dirty the carriage.

Ah Niu doesn't care what Xianghuang thinks, he just reads the lady's order, and stares at Xianghuang with wide eyes: "Come up as soon as the lady asks you to come up, you don't have any masculinity at all!"

"..." Xianghuang blushed all of a sudden, but didn't say any more, leaned on the side of the carriage and jumped lightly, and sat on the shaft without letting the hem of his clothes and shoes touch.

The girl in pink laughed: "Sure enough, you are such a stupid cow, you can't even tell the difference between a man and a woman."

She still wanted to say something with a smile, but the people in the carriage stopped her: "Xiao Tao, come in. A Niu, let's go."

"Yes, Miss." The two replied in unison without saying anything.

Of course, the speed of the carriage was much faster than walking, Xianghuang soon arrived at the small slope that A Niu said, and saw Huaijiang Town.

It's just that she couldn't be happy at this time.

The occasional sight of Ah Niu next to her made her a little embarrassed, because she was not very old, and she was indeed dressed as a Taoist boy regardless of gender.

You can still hear soft voices in the carriage.

"Miss, that little Daoist boy is so cute, his eyes can speak, but after you speak, you are a little silly." This is obviously Xiaotao, a girl in pink.

Xianghuang was a little nervous all of a sudden, this... how stupid, but just listened to the sound for a while, a little time.

With a chuckle, Xiang Huang lowered his head and felt a little hot.

"Xiao Tao, don't speak behind people's backs."

"All right, miss."