My 1991

After lunch, I remembered that these ladies have the habit of taking a nap on weekdays.

Lu Antun asked her: "Sister Yu, you didn't sleep well last night. Do you want to catch up on your sleep?"

Didn't sleep well?

Why didn't you sleep well?

Yu Guanzhi looked at him strangely for a few times, then shook his head, "No, I'm quite excited now. Let's buy a map first and walk around."

To be honest, Lu An was not sleepy, so he agreed to the idea.

After buying a map, the two of them studied the scenic spots of Huinanyue Mountain together, and then discussed going to the Mirror Grinding Platform in the afternoon, and getting up early tomorrow morning to climb Zhurong Peak, the highest peak among the seventy-two peaks of Nanyue Mountain.

When you come to Nanyue Mountain, there are two places you must visit.

The first one is Nanyue Temple, which is a place for pilgrimage and incense. No matter who comes, they go here first. After the pilgrimage is over, they think about going to other places.

The second place you must go to is Zhurong Peak.

Coming to Nanyue but not Zhurong Peak is like going to the capital but not climbing the Great Wall, and you will feel like you are missing out.

Since there was still time to prepare for climbing Zhurong Peak in the evening, the two of them collected the map and rushed to the Mirror Grinding Platform without stopping.

Unlike the trip to Nanyue Temple, he brought a paintbrush and notebook with him on this trip to record down his inspirations along the way.

As early as when he was in Jinling, he wanted to come here. He wanted to continue the dream of his previous life and paint Nanyue Mountain. He always had an intuition that he had to come to Nanyue this time. Something was waiting for him.

If I hadn't happened to go to Beijing last October to participate in the 100th Anniversary Exhibition of Great Men, I wouldn't have come here at that time.

The Mirror Grinding Platform is located on the middle line of Hengshan Mountain. After buying a ticket from Longtan Gate, you will find many Buddhist-related relics or temples in this area.

According to legend, this is the relic left by Dayu when he controlled floods.

In the Tang Dynasty, Huairang, the Seventh Patriarch of Southern Zen, fought with Dao Yi, a monk from the Northern Sect, and polished bricks to make mirrors here. Finally, he surrendered to Dao Yi and allowed the latter to return to the Southern Sect.

As a reborn person, Lu An, who had been to Nanyue several times, showed his knowledgeable side and acted as a guide along the way, stopping and giving pointers to this girl.

Listening to his funny and unrepetitive words, Yu Guanzhi looked at him with eyes that were getting brighter and brighter. A question echoed in her mind: How did this little man become so knowledgeable when he was only in his 20s?

His superb talent for painting was already a mystery, and it was still a mystery to this day. She and Uncle Chen never understood why he, who came from a remote country, could be so outstanding?

Why is it so outstanding?

A few years ago, she secretly sent someone to investigate whether Lu An had ever had contact with any expert? The two often got together to discuss it countless times, but in the end nothing came of it and they had to attribute it all to their talent.

Thanks to the super talent of "knowing it from birth", the kind that God chases and feeds.

She was finally forced to accept her talent for painting, but then this little man turned into a monster again, could sing and create, which really caught her off guard and made her feel incredible.

Well, she liked listening to his songs very much, and she liked his story-telling voice even more. In order not to let his preferences be buried, and in order to let herself hear his new songs as soon as possible, she got one for him on a whim. Music Studio.

The result is not just that, he travels and writes about his life, and he can even pick up ancient myths and folklore at his fingertips. He talks eloquently, and his professionalism is comparable to that of a tour guide. I really have to sigh and admire him.

Yu Guanzhi stared at his profile silently, and suddenly an idea came to his mind: cut this little man into slices and study it.

Talking and laughing, hurrying slowly, the two finally arrived at the mirror grinding table.

Yu Guanzhi found that as soon as he arrived at the mirror grinding table, Lu An, who had been chattering like a university student, immediately shut up and became quiet.

I saw him standing on a high place, looking straight ahead, with a serious expression on his face, silent, and occasionally frowning in thought.

Yu Guanzhi understood that this little man must have suddenly encountered inspiration and seemed to have some enlightenment, so he did not dare to disturb him and quietly stepped back a few steps, trying not to let his figure appear in his sight.

Seeing that Miss Yu was so cautious, Lu Qing and the others who were following them not far behind were even more discerning. After the three women looked at each other for a while, they dispersed to prevent other tourists from getting close.

It was mid-afternoon, and the sunlight from the west shone slantingly on Lu An's porcelain-delicate side face, as if a colorful halo had appeared. Combined with his innate artistic style, it instantly formed a An indescribable unique temperament, there is an indescribable charm in Yu Guanzhi's eyes.

It had to be said that this little man had really good looks. No wonder he was so popular with girls. Then her thoughts drifted to the past few times when he had crawled on her body and demanded unscrupulously. He was experienced and sophisticated, and he was especially good at flirting.

She considered herself a relatively calm person, otherwise she would not have thought about a man even if she was almost 30 years old. But when she met him, she changed and became almost unrecognizable to him.

Under his tongue, under his palms, her body was boneless and extremely sensitive. That kind of taboo pleasure often made her feel unspeakable, but afterwards she missed it so much, and she couldn't help but remember that she was really her nemesis. .

Seeing Miss Yu looking at Mr. Lu softly and absorbedly, the three women sighed at the same time: One thing really comes down to another, Miss Yu is completely satisfied.

A few years ago, if someone had told them that Yu Guanzhi was in love with a country boy 9 years younger, the three girls would not have believed it even if they were beaten to death.

But now, not only do they believe it, but even if Miss Yu does something more extreme in the future, they don't think it is impossible.

What is a more egregious move?

From their point of view, they are robbing people, fighting for Mr. Lu at the end, and clearing obstacles at the end, such as girls such as Huang Ting, Meng Qingshui, and Ye Run.

Then Lu Qing thought of Meng Qingchi, and her eyes couldn't help but linger on Lu An and Yu Guanzhi several times. She unconsciously rubbed her temples. Miss Yu thought that she might be sure to clear out the other girls, but it would be difficult to clear out Meng Qingchi.

The difficulty is not that simple.

She often follows Lu An, and from his words, deeds and behavior, we can draw a conclusion that Mr. Lu treats Meng Qingchi differently from other girls.

As for the specific difference, Lu Qing, an emotional novice, couldn't explain it at the moment, but a woman's intuition told her that it was different.

The mirror platform is a trapezoidal ring, the design is a bit like the Colosseum in ancient Rome. Directly in front of the line of sight is a cluster of protruding green pines and cypresses. At this time, a flock of birds happened to be flying over the setting sun, the messy but orderly sky. The picture was so vivid and beautiful in Lu An's eyes.

With his eyes following the birds as they circled the green pines and cypresses three times, Lu Anfu mentally took out the quick brushes and notebooks he had prepared in advance, ignoring the remaining snow and dead branches and leaves on the ground, and just sat cross-legged and started sketching.

Lu An usually likes to play games and doesn't take many things too seriously, but once he starts doing something, he is more focused than anyone else and more involved than anyone else. He did not raise his head and lower his head to sketch the scene like ordinary painters do, but kept his head down and painted quickly.

Because at his level, painting is no longer about copying realistically, but more about the fleeting expressiveness, natural harmony and artistic conception. He has reached the highest state of seeing no painting in his eyes and painting in his heart.

More tourists came one after another. They were very curious about what the young man was painting. They wanted to come over and watch, but they were politely stopped by Lu Qing and others, which made everyone even more curious. At the same time, many people looked sideways and recorded the scene with their cameras.

Of course, many young men were very cold to Lu An at first, but after seeing Yu Guanzhi's true appearance head-on, they were immediately shocked. In their astonishment, they quickly forgot about Lu An and the mirror grinding table. It is full of this charming face.

Lu An stayed there for more than half an hour and drew three sketches in one breath, showing three sketches from different angles, which impressed Yu Guanzhi who was watching quietly from behind.

The two came together and were almost in the same direction, but the little man could detect the extraordinary in the ordinary. This sensitivity made her ashamed.

She really likes the flock of flying birds in the light and shadow. Each bird has a different shape and wingspan, as if they have traveled through time and space. She is particularly looking forward to the effect presented in oil paintings.

After he finished the last stroke, Yu Guanzhi dared to disturb him and said softly: "It's cold on the ground, get up first."

Not to mention it's okay, but I feel wet under my buttocks. After sitting for half an hour, the snow melted away. Can it not get wet?

Lu An patted his butt, stood up and grinned: "How was the painting?"

Yu Guanzhi said: "You still have the same style as always, combining time and space, which is very mysterious."

Staring at the sketch, she added: "I really like the birds in the interplay of light and shadow. It's very imaginative."

"Sister Yu has such vicious eyes."

To be honest, he was very shocked when he first saw that scene. The green pines and cypresses stood upright in the halo of the slanting sunlight. The misplaced and ethereal scene was very much like some scenes in science fiction movies, which instantly enriched his soul. .

Yu Guanzhi watched again for a while, then put the three sketches into his bag like treasures and asked: "The sun is setting, should we continue shopping or go back?"

"No more shopping. I've already gained something today. I can't be too greedy." Lu An decided to give it up.

The reason why he made this decision was that he had gotten the inspiration he wanted today, and his trip was worthwhile. He was afraid that if he stayed here any longer and looked at it for a long time, the freshness would gradually disappear. As a result, the effect of subsequent oil paintings will be greatly compromised due to lack of imagination, which will outweigh the gains and losses.

"Okay." Yu Guanzhi himself was good at painting, and now he put almost all his thoughts on him. He almost guessed what he was thinking, and immediately turned around and returned the way he came.

Lu An was full of fun when he came, and his profound knowledge made Yu Guanzhi shine. When he returned, he basically kept silent, his mind was filled with the scene just now, as if he was a different person.

But instead of loving such a little man, Yu Guanzhi admired him even more. She liked his focused charm.

Back in Nanyue Ancient Town, Lu An rushed into the hotel room, ignoring the people around him and the outside world. He set up the easel, laid out the canvas, and began to mix paints and paint.

Fortunately, Yu Guanzhi did not forget his original intention and remembered the purpose of his trip. He had prepared these things before coming. Lu An did not have to look for them elsewhere, he just picked them up and used them.

Watching him mix the paint, Yu Guanzhi looked up for a moment, then opened the screen in the center of the room and asked Tang Xi to buy two brighter light bulbs.

She didn't care whether the hotel owner wanted it or not, Tang Xi would take care of these trivial matters.

That night, Lu An had been painting, and Yu Guanzhi accompanied him quietly until noon the next day.

After lunch, Lu An took a random shower and slept until dark.

In the dream, he was a little satisfied but also regretful.

I am satisfied that I have just painted a masterpiece.

Unfortunately, the feeling of lack I had before coming to Nanyue is still there, and today's "Mirror Grinding Table" does not seem to be the kind of inspiration I am looking for.

In other words, this painting is not the painting that I have been looking for, and my trip to Nanyue is not complete.

Yu Guanzhi stood in front of the easel for about 20 minutes before returning to the bed. Well, there was no bed, just a bunk bed. She took off her clothes, lay down slowly, covered herself with a quilt, and prepared to fall asleep.

It's just that she was very sleepy, but she couldn't fall asleep. She closed her eyes for a long time, then opened her eyes and looked at the ceiling aimlessly for a while. Finally, she turned sideways unconsciously, and her eyes converged like stars, and gradually merged. On the face of the little man beside me.

At a certain moment, she suddenly hated herself for being 9 years older than him, hating that I was not born before you were born, and that I was already old after you were born.

At a certain moment, she had strong emotions and wanted to drive away all the women around him, have him alone, and not allow him to be intimate with anyone else.

But when he thought about his character, when he thought about the woman who was deeply rooted in his heart, when he thought about every detail since the two met, and when he thought about the need for an open vision in painting, Yu Guanzhi did not want to imprison him in a cage because of his own selfish desires. Tunnel put these miscellaneous thoughts together again.

At noon, her mind wandered, and she considered a lot, weighed a lot, but when she looked back carefully, she seemed to have thought of nothing and made no determination, so she just fell asleep.

After 6 o'clock in the evening, when the sky outside fell into dusk again, Lu An and Yu Guanzhi woke up one after another, as if they were connected. They were stunned for a few seconds at the same time, and turned to look at each other.

Their eyes met for a moment, and then they looked at each other and smiled. Lu An asked, "Are you hungry?"

Yu Guanzhi said: "Yeah."

Luan asked: "What do you want to eat?"

Yu Guanzhi said: "I want to eat bamboo tube rice, bacon and tofu."

Lu An smiled and said: "You are really good at choosing. These are Nanyue's special dishes. Come on, I will treat you to eat them now."

"good."

This seemingly ordinary conversation was actually the life that Yu Wanzhi wanted and longed for most in the past.

She felt that she was about to fall in love, and that her life was no longer a walking corpse. Every word and every look in her eyes was so colorful and surprising.

After leaving the hostel, the two went out to eat bamboo rice, bacon and tofu. Then, with their solid bellies, they bought military coats, anti-ski boots and plush hats in preparation for climbing Zhurong Peak tomorrow morning. prepare for.

Of course, buying these clothes is just incidental. Shopping, sightseeing, buying souvenirs and eating various snacks are the theme of tonight.

When passing by a stall selling Jade Buddha, I saw this girl looking at a Tathagata Jade Buddha tablet several times. Lu An didn't waste any time, bought it immediately and gave it to her.

Yu Guanzhi looked around and said, "Put it on for me."

"ah?"

Lu An yelled, surprised and then asked: "No, this thing only costs 5 yuan. Are you sure you want to wear this?"

Yu Guanzhi smiled knowingly and leaned forward a little towards him. His movements said everything.

Seeing this, Lu An was speechless, no longer pretentious, and put the Jade Buddha on her neck regardless of the dozens of pairs of watching eyes around her.

I didn't even bother to ask her if she liked it?

It is really!

In fact, this thing is too cheap and not worthy of her.

Yu Guanzhi was very happy. He lowered his head and looked at it for a while, and finally asked, "Does it look good?"

Lu An said: "It looks good, but I don't think it's because of the Jade Buddha. Even if you tie a dog's tail grass around your neck, it will definitely have a different flavor."

Yu Guanzhi laughed and said, "Are you praising me or disparaging me?"

Lu An took a step closer and muttered in his ear: "I particularly like Wanzhi's braised pork. Do you think I am praising it? Or derogating it?"

What is braised pork? It must be fat or lean to make braised pork. Where can it be found on the human body?

uh-huh!

Yu Guanzhi glanced at him with a strange look, and then walked forward gracefully, ignoring the bad guy.

The Buddha amulet seemed to open a door, and then the two started buying and selling. Lu An remembered the requests of his uncle and his cousins, and bought erhu, flute and bamboo flute one after another.

Yu Guanzhi asked: "Do you know these?"

Luan said: "Yes, but I won't buy it for myself."

He explained.

Hearing this, Yu Guanzhi also picked two flutes and said, "I know some flutes too. Let's give them a try when we have time."

Luan said.

That night, the two people were in high spirits and walked around for a long time. They went out after 6 o'clock and didn't return to the hotel until around 12 o'clock in the morning.

After a brief wash, the two began to sleep.

Just when she lay down, Yu Guanzhi found that her right eyelid kept twitching. She didn't pay much attention to it at first, thinking it was due to fatigue, so she closed her eyes to rest.

But after being woken up by the bunk across the aisle at about three o'clock in the middle of the night, she noticed that her right eye started to jump again. This time she thought about it for a long time, and later she couldn't help but ask softly:

"Luann, are you awake?"

"Well, I'm awake. Sister Yu was also awakened?"

Yu Guanzhi turned sideways and asked him, "In your custom, when the left eyelid twitches, does it indicate wealth or disaster?"

Lu An replied without thinking: "The left eyelid will make money, and the right eyelid will cause disaster."

Then he asked, "Sister Yu, is your left eyelid twitching?"

Considering that the two of them were going to climb Zhurong Peak in an hour, and accidents would inevitably happen in this icy and snowy environment, she was silent for a while and then told the truth:

"It's the right eyelid. It jumped many times before falling asleep, and now it jumps again when I wake up."

Luan was stunned.

Somewhat belatedly, I realized that this girl didn't immediately ask her why her right eyelid was twitching. Her feelings were because she wanted to hear her true words, and she was afraid that she would think of something to comfort her.

He also thought that climbing Zhurong Peak might be dangerous, so he tentatively asked, "Why don't we go to Zhurong Peak?"

Yu Guanzhi did not object or insist upon hearing this, but asked: "I remember you said during the summer vacation that you believe in fate, do you still believe it now?"

Lu An hesitated for a moment, but it was only half a year since he could not change his mind immediately, so he nodded: "Letter."

Yu Guanzhi Nuonuo said: "It's a blessing, not a curse. It's a disaster that cannot be avoided. Since good luck and misfortune are both part of fate, they must not be avoided."

After saying that, without waiting for his reply, she added: "Let's go to Nanyue Temple tomorrow morning for a divination. If it's a holy divination, we'll go. If it's a yin or yang divination, we'll talk about it next time."

Lu An thought this was a good idea, and he had always had the idea in his mind that he should go to Zhu Rong Peak. The sense of lack he had missed in his previous life might be able to make up for it on Zhu Rong Peak.

Perhaps, he can break through himself again and paint masterpieces like "Eternity", "Untitled" and "State of Mind".

But he cherishes his life very much, and he is really afraid of death after finally resurrecting his life, so "fighting fire with fire" is the best way. If the right eyelid twitches, if the Holy Emperor's divination goes smoothly, the twitching eyelid will be broken automatically.

If the Holy Emperor's fortune-telling does not go well, then he will definitely not go. Whoever goes will be stupid.

In fact, Yu Guanzhi is rather confused. She has no idea of ​​climbing Zhurong Peak and is not that persistent. This is because she has been troubled over the years. She has always been dubious about "fate" and tried to find an opportunity to verify it.

However, she did not want this verification to affect Lu An.

Because this little man was the light in her life, she couldn't let him go, so she told him the truth.

go?

Still not going?

Give him the choice.

On the topic of "fate", the two of them fell asleep at all, and they didn't sleep again after that. They spent their time chatting.

Around 4:30, the two got up, bought tickets again and went to the Nanyue Temple. They asked Nanyue Bodhisattva about today's situation.

As a result, no matter whether it is Lu An, Yu Guanzhi or Lu Qing, they are all holy hexagrams.

Lu An was afraid of his own skills, so he deliberately refused to divination and asked Yu Guanzhi to ask the divination, but the five divination was very smooth, and the divination showed that the group was not in danger.

Lu An asked: "Sister Yu, are you going?"

Yu Guanzhi turned to look at the three women.

Before going out, Lu Qing already knew about this and said coolly: "I have inquired and found that there is almost no danger in walking to Zhurong Peak. Thousands of people climb it every morning. This morning should be no exception."

As soon as these words came out, the attitude of the three women was clear. They were not superstitious about these things at all.

Lu An smiled, looked at Yu Guanzhi and said, "Then let's set off now without wasting time."

Yu Wanzhi said warmly.

Nanyue Temple is about 9.1 kilometers away from Zhurong Peak. If you would break your legs simply walking, the group first followed Daliu and took a bus for a while, and then started climbing.

As Lu Qing said, countless people go to Zhurong Peak every morning, and the same is true this morning. Looking at the endless stream of pilgrims and listening to the constant chatter, Lu An and Yu Guanzhi hid the "haze" in their hearts and began to walk and take photos lively.

Especially the rime on the mountainside was really amazing. It made Yu Wanzhi, who wanted to try his "fate", put this "haze" behind him temporarily, and kept smiling throughout the whole process.

Seeing Miss Yu's happy look, Lu Qing secretly lamented to the two women: Miss Yu smiles more today than in the past eight years combined.

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One more thing, March is not a declaration of superstition, otherwise we wouldn’t have arranged such a disrespectful plot as “breaking the precepts” before entering the Nanyue Temple.

The reason why it is written like this is just around a "fate", otherwise Yu Guanzhi would not be able to reasonably enter the harem.

Originally I wanted to update this chapter to 12,000 words, but because I was hospitalized yesterday afternoon and was ordered by the doctor to do a series of examinations today, the time was delayed. This is a broken promise in March, and this chapter has not been written for everyone. What you want to see.

I apologize to the big guys here.

There are probably 2 to 3 chapters left in this round of plot. They are all big chapters and should be collected. I will definitely not show any mercy when the plot reaches this point. However, at the same time, the characters in the story must be sublimated, otherwise Yu Guanzhi’s identity will be collected. unreasonable.

In addition, there is no water in front, including folding chairs, flutes, flutes, etc. These are plot arrangements and must be used.