For a Prosperous World

"Rustic."

Looking up, there was a drizzle on the country road, but the distant scenery was blurred, with a hint of smoke and mist.

I do n’t know when the light rain is falling in the sky, and the fine raindrops hit the grass by the road, making the grass tremble. Asakusa was low, passing by in the middle, dew on his boots.

Raindrops slightly wet the robe and rolled off the white belt. It was raining obviously, and it stopped again after half a day.

The intermittent spring rain always makes pedestrians walking on the road a little faster.

However, there were not many people on the roads in the countryside, and there were only two pedestrians on the road at this time.

Gu Nan looked at the sky, and the rain should still go down for a while, thinking, to release the buckets on his head.

"despair."

Douyi put on Lingqi's head, and let the girl below be surprised.

The bucket owl was a little big and crooked for her, but she covered all the rain falling on her head and dripped from the eaves.

Put one hand on the bucket.

"Stay cold."

As the words fell, she just felt that the rain on her head was much less, and the sound of rain in her ears became thinner.

"Ok."

Holding the bucket, Ling Qi bowed her head and responded softly.

I didn't see her on top of her head, and a whisper of air swirled, blocking the rain.

Gu Nan rubbed her slightly damp head and looked around. She still faintly remembered that the nearby mountain road should be the way to go.

"Well."

A gurgling sound came from the distance of the mountain trail.

The wheels rolled, and an old cow pulled a trailer slowly up the road.

The mud on the ground was soft and the oxcart drove past, leaving a messy hoof print and two rut marks.

The driver of the ox cart was wearing a cloth shirt and leaning on the side of the car. It was drowsy.

Too lazy Gu Xiaoyu wet his clothes, and the driver hurriedly pushed the ox cart forward.

Looking at his costume and appearance, I think it is someone who lives nearby.

You should have seen a pedestrian walking in the middle of the road.

The people in the ox cart sat up and looked at the road. There were two figures, one large and one small.

The driver called, waving the wooden branch in his hand.

"Hey, the previous one gave way."

I heard his cry.

The man in front looked back.

The coachman froze.

In the smoky rain, she led a little girl, and the white robe man who looked back was a woman.

And it was very beautiful, with the head of waterdrops hanging down over the shoulders. There were still a drop or two of water drops on her fair face.

The coachman dare to say that he has never seen a better-looking woman in this life.

I met a beautiful woman crossing the road between the mountains and forests, and things in this story actually made him meet.

The coachman smirked and was about to step forward and asked if the girl should take a ride.

But suddenly he looked to the ground, the mud was muddy, with only a series of footprints.

The footprints are not big, it should be the little girl's.

What about that woman?

The coachman was stunned.

No matter what kind of past it is in the rainy day, it is impossible to have a seal, not to mention such a large person.

When the coachman looked up and looked at the two people on the road, he felt cold on his back.

The two did not look at him, walked to the side of the road, and cleared the way.

And the driver didn't dare to have any meaning to come forward, his face was like blank paper, his hands shaking to push the cow, and drove the car straight all the way all the way, not even dare to return.

"Master, what's wrong with that person?" Lingqi looked at the driver leaving in a panic and asked Gu Nan.

"I don't know."

Gu Nan raised an eyebrow for an unknown reason. She was still thinking about whether to take a car, but now it seems impossible.

Feeling weak, shook his head, Gu Nan looked at the mountain road.

"Qi'er tired, would you like to take a break?"

"No, no need."

"Okay, maybe I'll walk back for a while and it's time to come."

...

After the coachman went back, he took a few sips of coarse bran wine to strengthen his gall, and told the people in his village what he had seen and heard.

A woman without footprints led a little **** the road in the mountains. Such stories became more and more mysterious, and in the end they became a kind of ghost.

People say yes, the girl in the mountain. It is a woman who likes to wear white clothes. During the drizzle, she would wander through the mountains, bewildering the children who had strayed into the forest to take them away. As for where to go and what to do, there are divergent opinions.

This story has been circulating in nearby villages, making children dare not go out when it rains for a period of time.

It was told for several generations. This story was told by a scholar who likes to lay tea and listen to people talking about spiritual things. Included in a book, title, Liao Zhai Zhiyi.

Between the mountains, there is a field, and Tanaka is a grass shed. The grass shed is a person, with agricultural tools next to it. It seems that the farm work has just been done because it rains.

The field of vision is wide, and when you look at it, you can only see patches of field seedlings, distant misty mountains, and a winding mountain road. There was some solitary stand there in that thatched hut.

The light rain made the night go faster than usual.

Under the shack on the field, the boy in a short shirt picked up the farm implements and prepared to go back. It was too late, and no one would want to cross the road when he wanted to come.

I don't know if the little girl is still waiting in front of the door. The young boy in a short shirt walked on the road in the middle of the field.

On the edge of the field, there was a thatched cottage with dripping water on the eaves, and in front of the door sat a girl in commoner's clothing, supporting her chin, and looking at the trails in the far mountains.

The eaves could not cover all the rain, and the wind drizzled in and out under the eaves. Wet the girl's head and clothes slightly.

"Here." The door behind him opened and Zhu Geying turned back.

Pushing the door was Zhu Geliang, who looked at her and stood behind her.

"Second Brother?"

Zhuge Ying froze for a while. Brother Zhong was usually in the room or in the hall, and rarely went out.

There are fine drops of water on and between her body,

"It's late, don't wait."

Zhuge Liang said, and put a clean cloth on her head and wiped it.

"Um." Zhuge Ying let Zhuge Liang's hand be pressed on her head, a little frustrated face, and smiled slightly.

Brother Zhong rarely cares so much about her.

"I'm hungry too. Let's make some dinner."

Zhuge Liang made up a sentence, so that Zhugeying's face dropped down weakly, it turned out to be hungry.

She didn't see it.

Zhu Geliang looked at the unmanned mountain path and raised his brows in relief, finally looked at her with a smile, and patted her head.

"Okay, come back home."

"Well ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ The two walked back to the house, and Zhuge Liang seemed to be going back to the hall.

The flower trees in the courtyard became more delicate with the drizzle. Zhu Geying looked at the flower trees, stopped, and asked gently.

"Brother Zhong, will Mr. Gu forget this?"

"Probably." The boy in white shirt replied that he would never compose good words, in fact, good words could not be achieved and only disappointed.

Should she forget it?

Thinking of this, I don't know why, he was also a little frustrated.

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