They sat opposite each other in the pavilion, enjoying the breeze, and chatting about various things.

So we talked from this world to the way of heaven, from this dynasty to the previous dynasty, from the Patriarch whom the mountain god knew to the first Patriarch of Fulong Temple whom they had never met, from the Five Elements Spiritual Method to the Four Seasons.

From talking about the mountain gods to the increasingly prosperous Incense, Shinto, Heavenly Palace and Buddhist Kingdom, the whole process was a relaxed and casual conversation without any mundane matters. It would be hard for others to imagine that these two people had just caused a commotion.

This is what people who practice Taoism are like.

I didn't know where the mountain wind came from, blowing through the protruding pine branches. I don't know if it filled the pavilion or just passed through the pavilion. In short, it never stopped, and the sun set further and westward.

The mountain god raised his eyes and glanced at the horizon: "It's getting late."

"The sun hasn't set yet."

"You don't know. Go ahead a few miles and go to the mountain on the right. The mountain is full of ginger flowers. I came here to wait for you. I just want to remind you to see them." The mountain god paused and said, "The ginger flowers are still the same ones you used to have."

The first tree planted by the founder later grew into a mountain. When it blooms, the whole mountain is the same color. Today is the best for the past few days. If you walk faster now, you can still catch up."

"That's it!"

Song You had no intention of staying any longer, so he stood up quickly and said respectfully: "Then I have to say goodbye to you. Thank you for the tea, thank you for talking to me, and thank you for the reminder. As for the previous verbal offense, it's really

If not, please remove it and forget about it."

"It's been a pleasure talking to you, so there's no need to say more."

The mountain god shook his head and said to the Taoist: "After all, I was rude first."

"Even so, Your Excellency did not come to see me last night for fear of disturbing my wonderful encounter with the ghost brother. Today, you set up a pavilion here and personally brewed a bowl of good tea to invite me to rest and quench my thirst.

The goodwill in both of them cannot be faked, and if I say something offensive, it is actually a bit rude."

Song You said, looking down at the tea on the table, and said with a smile: "That's rude again. I just feel that you are an elf bred by heaven and earth. You are pure and pure. In this mountain, you have boundless power. In the heavenly palace

There are few gods who are more powerful than you. Logically speaking, you should not be restrained by anything, so why force yourself to learn the twists and turns of humans? Isn’t it good to just have heart-to-heart conversations like this?"

The mountain god frowned and said nothing.

Song You smiled and cupped his hand again: "In tens or hundreds of years, descendants of Fulongguan will pass by again. If you still want to test it, you should be more aggressive."

After saying that, he smiled and stepped out of the pavilion.

The mountain wind is stirring and the mountain fog is flowing.

The pines and cypresses on the mountain not far away seemed to be posing. When I looked back, I saw that the pavilion had disappeared silently, and the artistic welcoming pine that had just been destroyed in the anger of the mountain god was also gone.

The hillsides and roads had returned to their original state unconsciously, and everything seemed like a dream.

"Let's go."

Song You told the calico cat to go far away first.

"Taoist priest!"

"Um?"

"Who is that?"

"Mountain God."

"It's the mountain god..."

"Yes, but he is not an ordinary mountain god and road god. He is a god born naturally in this mountain. He is the spirit that comes alive in the mountains."

"Is it great or not?"

"It's amazing."

"What kind of water is that water?"

"What water?"

"Water in a bowl."

"It's tea."

"poisonous!"

"That's not true."

“It tastes so bad~”

"yes."

The two figures, one large and one small, also walked away, and the horse behind them followed them obediently. Just now, the mountains collapsed and the ground cracked. Although it was extremely frightened, it never ran away alone.

A few miles ahead, there are huge rocks blocking the road.

There happened to be another small road next to it.

Song You knew it as soon as he saw it, so he turned right and walked up the mountain along the inexplicable extra path.

Before going up the mountain, only half way, I saw ginger flowers all over the mountain from a distance.

Jiangpu flower is the Xinyi flower.

Also called spring flower, purple magnolia.

Mulan is also it.

Although it is called purple magnolia, it is pink.

The biggest characteristic of ginger flowers is that they are pink, especially pink, which is pinker than most pink flowers. When the flowers bloom, the leaves have not yet grown, and the branches are full of flowers. The whole tree has turned pink. At first glance, it looks like

It is a mixed color, so it is so pink that it is dreamy and unreal.

If there were flowers like this all over the mountain, and when the sun shined, the pink of each tree would have different shades, deep almost red, light almost white, all on this mountain, it would really be described only by the word dream.

But it happens to be a natural growth in the human world.

Song You stopped and looked up for a long time, then withdrew his gaze and continued walking up the mountain along the path, then entered the woods.

At this time, the flowers have reached the top of the head again.

Ginger flower is not a herb, not a shrub, but a tall tree. Although the forest is dense, people can't touch the flowers when walking among them. There are even no extra branches in the lower half of the tree. People can only walk through the bare trunks of the forest.

.But if you are willing to look up, you will see patches of pink reflected in the blue sky.

The mountains and plains are filled with pink that cannot be contained.

"Taoist priest, where is this?"

"have no idea."

"where are we going?"

"have no idea."

"Are you here today?"

"Maybe."

A path winds through forest meadows.

Song You walked casually, not going anywhere, just walking through the mountains, looking up at the flowers.

It is hard to imagine that this extremely beautiful spring scenery was just a plant planted by a master who passed by this place many years ago. Some things may seem ordinary, but when you think about it, it is really wonderful.

What’s even more amazing is that after thinking about this, when walking among them, I felt like I was meeting the ancestor from a hundred years ago.

Thank you to the mountain god.

Many thanks to the ancestor.

It's a pity that the colorful clouds are easy to scatter, the glass is fragile, and the good things in the world are not strong. This flower only lasts a few days a year. Every time you stay here for a moment, the mountain wind at dusk keeps peeling off its petals, and they float down. The mountain breeze is dry.

When it's hot, it's like a pink rain.
Chapter completed!