The sea of ​​clouds in the early morning was looser, like a rising tide, spreading from the bottom of the cliff to the Taoist's sleeping place. Below it was billowing clouds and mist, flowing and changing. Above was the blue sky, and the terraces filled with water became fences, like

Pieces of sapphires.

This is what the Taoist saw when he woke up.

It's like a paradise on earth.

Fortunately, I am in a fairyland.

The temperature was still icy and cool, but the sunshine brought warmth. The Taoist had breakfast, packed his bags, and walked up the mountain with the cats and horses.

The sky is clear above, the clouds and mist are flowing below, and there is a dividing line in the middle.

The Taoist walked up the field ridge.

On the roadside, there is a middle-aged man wearing an old white robe standing with his hands behind his back, looking at the sea of ​​clouds in Longchi in front of him. There is also a monk wearing a moon-white robe sitting cross-legged, facing the east, closing his eyes and saying nothing, welcoming him with his face.

Under the early morning sunshine from the east, there were some hermits of different ages on the top of the mountain. They brought wine pots, food, poems, books, harps and flutes, and sat in a circle, talking and laughing freely, playing and playing music from time to time.

These are probably what middle-aged people named Liu call hermits.

Seeing the Taoist walking out of the clouds and mist, maybe they felt that the scene was a bit fairy-like. Everyone looked at him, some saluted, bowed, or spoke to him.

The Taoists also stopped and responded one by one.

After walking up to the top of the mountain, I looked back.

It’s interesting to say——

The clouds and mist at the foot of the mountain were still rising, as if they had stopped at that height because the Taoist was sleeping there. When the Taoist left, the clouds and mist continued to rise, covering more and more terraces with the Taoist's footsteps.

, looking at it at this time, the mountain road and the blue terraces that the Taoist walked up are half hidden in the clouds and mist, giving people the feeling that if they go down again, they don't know where they will lead.

The Taoist thought of the cliff again last night.

A good mountain road, a good terraced field, and such a vertical cliff suddenly appeared, it really seemed like the earth was disconnected from here.

"No wonder people in the past thought this was the end of the world." The Taoist continued to look further into the distance, into the depths of rolling white clouds, a circle of mountains that were constantly being eroded by clouds and mist, and took a step forward, "Let's go."

"Meow……"

The cat trotted for a while and walked ahead.

The Taoist followed closely, followed by a bay-red horse, and there were swallows flying across the sky. The group of people walked on the ridge of the mountain top. The white clouds beside the road were deep and rolling, and they seemed to be walking on the clouds.

The distant mountains look farther away in the clouds and mist.

And there seems to be no family there, not even the mountain people who cultivate terraced fields. There are no villages, no residents, and naturally there are no roads. The mountains seem to be connected, but whether you can walk through them depends on the distance between the mountains.

Is the connection gentle or abrupt?

Mostly there are mountain goblins and monsters living inside.

If there is a banished immortal, he should also live here.

As the Taoist and his entourage walked further and further away, the hermits behind him either continued to wait, continued to talk and play the harp, or turned back, as if they were living a life like gods.

"Sanhua Empress used to lie on the ground and saw clouds in the sky. She thought they were soft." The cat's steps were fast and slow, jumping around a lot, and then turned back to talk to the Taoist.

"Don't you feel soft now?"

"Now……"

The calico cat was stuck for a moment, and then said after thinking: "The clouds are air now! You can't even touch them!"

"oh……"

Song You drew a long tail, walked very slowly, and his voice was gentle: "The softness that Empress Sanhua said is soft that can be touched, not soft that can't be touched."

"Yes." Cat said, "It's like that kind of grass that looks like sausage, is soft, and will explode when you bite it."

"Pyrus."

"Pu Cao!"

"cat-tail."

"Champ!"

"Like cotton, too."

"Yes, yes, it looks like cotton, or the wool felt that Yu Zhizhou gave us, or the soft fur on a rabbit. But at that time, Empress Sanhua didn't know what cotton was, nor did she know that wool felt felt like wool.

It's rare to catch rabbits like that."

"But at that time, Empress Sanhua often looked at the sky and thought about what the clouds looked like."

"Cats all like to look at the sky and often look at the sky." The calico cat said to him, "Sometimes I lie down in the sun and stare at the sky when I have nothing to do. It's very beautiful."

"..."

Song You then thought about it, and it seemed that this was indeed the case.

Perhaps these little animals stare at the sky much more frequently than people who are busy making a living.

"Sanhua Empress loved to stare at the sky before. It can be seen that Sanhua Empress is elegant and elegant. She is a naturally elegant cat. She knew what thinking clouds feel like before. It shows that Sanhua Empress is very smart and can bite cattails in her free time.

Playing, it can be seen that the entertainment life of Empress Sanhua is still very fulfilling." As Song You walked, he waved and took out Shui Xing Ling Yun from his luggage, holding it in his hand, looking up at the mountains in the distance and the deep sea of ​​clouds, and at the same time

He said, "Does Sanhua Empress know what these are?"

"What meow?"

"This is the path Sanhua Empress walked on."

"The way you came?"

The cat stopped and looked back at the path behind him.

"Empress Sanhua came from these places and came here. It is precisely because of these, all the details and experiences that Empress Sanhua is what she is today."

"..."

The cat raised its head and stared straight at him, its eyes twinkling.

After thinking for a long time, she lowered her head and shook her head until her facial features were blurred. She continued to walk forward, and naturally skipped the topic, and then said: "Empress Sanhua has decided that starting from today

Release the big bird in the flag and tame it. Then you can fly on it and play in the clouds."

"white crane."

"white crane!"

"I wish Empress Sanhua an early success."

"That white crane is very fierce and never listens to Empress Sanhua."

"After a few beatings, you'll be honest."

"It seems that the Sanhua Empress can't defeat it, and the Jinzi Mountain God can't defeat it. Its mouth can peck through the Jinzi Mountain God."

"That must be a great feeling of accomplishment."

"Meow……"

The cat turned to look at him a few more times before asking, "What are you looking at everywhere?"

"The last aura."

"Mostly down here."

"Ms. Sanhua's words are right."

The Taoist looked at the almost circular cloud pool below, and quickly looked back: "Let's go around for a while. There may be a real dragon living down here. It's a bit rude to go down and disturb it for no reason. And it's down here.

It is a nearly vertical cliff. If you walk around, you may be able to find a place with a gentle slope that is suitable for going down."

"right……"

The cat was thoughtful and continued to move forward.

After not walking far, we arrived at the end of the terraces.

There is undoubtedly no road ahead.

The Taoist hardly stopped.

The grass and forests are lush, the roads are blocked by woods, and the mountains are rugged, often with ravines and rocks. Some places are very narrow and may be missed at any time. Some places are so steep that ordinary horses cannot go down at all. Some places are almost close to the ground.

It's extremely dangerous on the edge of the cliff.

The swallows worked hard to find a suitable "road" for them to walk on, so as to avoid danger, or to avoid going back after being unable to walk.

Sometimes I climb to the top of a mountain, which is the mountain in the white clouds that I could see when I was standing in the dam tree. Sometimes I have to go down to the depths of the clouds and mist, looking for the direction in the mist.

The world was extremely quiet, and the sound of wind and grass became extremely clear.

Song You could feel the gazes from far behind him. They were the hermits and mountain people in Bashu. Seeing such a group of people walking into the depths of the cloudy mountains so naturally, they naturally found it strange. Anyone else would want to watch more.

With both eyes, there is really no need to explore what they think.

There are also looks from around me, whether far or near.

Some are birds and beasts in the mountains, and some are monsters and elves in the mountains. It is rare to see people coming here, and they all find it very strange.
To be continued...