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From the end of summer to the beginning of autumn, the autumn tigers in Yunmengze were fierce, and several young disciples ran to the drying room in Tangchi to escape the heat.

It is said that there must be a cold winter after the scorching heat, the stewards in the villa are busy adding winter clothes and buying things, they are busy up and down, and the Mid-Autumn Festival is approaching, and the fellow students who come back will no longer go out of the valley. Now that the world is stable, it is rare for Yunmeng Villa to look forward to a safe and peaceful reunion.

At this time, Jiayan was already able to memorize all the medical books in the final exam, Yuyu was finally able to feel elated after half a year, and most of the people recovered a little bit of spirit after their worries were gone. Shu Yidiao went to the river to fish for fish, pick lotus and dig lotus with his junior sister from Cuiweiju Lotus root, life couldn't be more comfortable.

On the seventh day of August, Jiayan released the boat from the ferry as usual. She tied up her skirt and kicked off her shoes. She didn't look like a fairy girl at all. She only held a lotus leaf to protect herself from the sun, waiting for the junior sister who entered the water to put the bait into the fishing net.

The two floated leisurely to the center of the lake, only to see the water reflected on the rock wall, and a large boat suddenly appeared at the mouth of the valley in the distance, with a few patches of purple swaying faintly on it, Jiayan's brows were filled with joy, he picked up the oar and went to his junior sister: "Ah Xuan, come up quickly, there are people coming from the valley, let's go and have a look."

Axuan came up to wipe her face, put her arms on the side of the boat, "Hey, it's Anxiang, what are they doing here?"

The boats on both sides are approaching, hey, I got Jiayan's favor, it was an acquaintance - Cong Shuang was sitting on the bow of the boat wrapped in a knight's outfit, followed by a few silly little radish heads, and saw Senior Sister Yunmeng who was disheveled They were all terrified when they jumped up—especially Cong Shuang.

"Senior Sister Anxiang." Jiayan calmly put down the hem of her skirt, and bowed barefoot in a dignified manner, "I just met you, so why don't you give us a ride?"

"……it is good."

Ah Xuan, who was guarding a warehouse full of carp lotus pods and lotus roots, saw a few purple clothes jumping over and tying their boat to the stern.

A coincidence is actually inevitable. Cong Shuang's visit to Yunmeng this time is a routine. He just brought a group of ignorant juniors and younger sisters to visit Yunmeng Villa. He knows that there is such a life-saving place in the south of the Yangtze River. better.

Just like them.

"Mr. Jingjie wrote in Taohuayuan Ji: When the water source is exhausted in the forest, there will be a mountain. There is a small mouth in the mountain, as if there is light. It is very similar to our journey. At the end of the Tang Dynasty, the epidemic village in the valley was shocked. , Since then, Yunmengze has become a whole of its own, and Yunmeng Villa has been secluded from the world for 600 years," Cong Shuang sat cross-legged on the bow, and continued talking to a group of radish heads, "In this dynasty, Yu Haisheng of Tianjilou and Li Mian, the twelfth generation head, gambled. Dream, win Yunmeng to dig out the huge rock, open the valley into the world, that is the karst cave we passed by by boat.”

She usually doesn't talk much and looks a little dull, but when it comes to answering questions, she is very organized.Jiayan sat on the side of the boat, held up the lotus leaf and listened with great interest. The sun shone on her thin gauze dress, and the lake water glistened, reflecting her drooping calves.

"Senior Sister Shuang, but I still don't remember how to get in." The junior sister wailed again and again, "I have heard from my senior brother that Yunmeng doesn't even have a place to run a dart, and there is water everywhere, so I am dizzy."

"Yunmengze is connected to Dongting Lake, so it's hard to find." Cong Shuang shook his head, speaking earnestly, "Actually, it's not as hidden as it was decades ago... Yunmeng Villa is connected to the village outside the valley, and it's easy to see a doctor." There are many more boats for medical visits every day, you can just take one of them."

The little radish heads were dumbfounded.

"Pfft." Jiayan laughed out loud.

"But you're not afraid of sneaking in with bad guys?" The younger brother grew up in the heavily guarded Dark Fragrance Valley, and asked after hesitating for a long time.

Cong Shuang pursed her lips and smiled, she cast her eyes on the joyful Jiayan, and said in a warm voice, "Then you might as well ask Yunmeng's own people."

"Let me tell you..." Jiayan raised the water and said, the boat was sailing into the lotus bushes, and there were still lotus pods of various sizes left in the lotus pedestals that had bloomed. Do you know who are the people who need to be treated?"

"Bad people who are insane and do all kinds of evil, good people who care about the common people, are pure and filial, and more are ordinary mortals. Everyone will get sick and seek medical treatment," Jiayan said. The most important thing is to prevent problems before they happen-it would be good if we can see the nature of the other party at first glance. However, it is difficult to prevent people from getting sick, and it is impossible to get rid of it. We can only prevent the worst results, and the rest can be done as we like. stop."

"Worst outcome?"

"Ah Xuan, tell me." Jiayan's eyes were bent like crescent moons, and she rubbed against Cong Shuang intentionally or unintentionally.

"Okay." Axuan is twelve years old and must be a treasure at home. Her yellow hair and pigtails are coiled around her neck, a golden longevity lock is hung around her neck, and a big lotus flower is embroidered on her bellyband. It's the third prince of Nezha, "My senior sister and I are both martial arts disciples of Cuiweiju. The senior sisters are in charge of doctors, benevolent and beautiful, and we are responsible for hard work and hard work. It's a trick."

A boatload of Anxiang boys opened their mouths, the hands of the aggressive youngsters were itchy from being hooked, and they all looked at their senior sister, meaning that we can't beat the senior sister.

Senior Sister Cong Shuang looked at her nose, nose, and heart, as if she didn't understand.

Jiayan saw that she was able to play tricks with the little radishheads, it was better than two months ago, and she was a little interested in teasing the younger generation, "Ah Xuan is arrogant, the martial arts hall has been weak for a long time, at best, be on guard Xiao Xiao, it's really time for the catastrophe..."

The boat happened to pass the cliff along the road, and in the distance was the torii gate erected high in the water.

"There is a broken dragon stone on the mountain to cut off the way out. When the time comes, Zhu You's big formation buried outside the Dream Watching Platform will be triggered. If the situation becomes difficult, the entire Yunmengze will be a big coffin, and no one will be able to escape."

She spoke in a lazy tone, but white hairs appeared on the listener's back.

"Senior Sister! Why are you scaring people with the story of Xia Ye's Strange Tale?" A Xuan angrily threw a lotus pod at her.

Jiayan laughed loudly, she split the fat lotus pod in half, handed half of it to Cong Shuang, leaned up on the boat, the green water and blue sky were all reflected in her eyes, and the sweetness of lotus seeds was between her lips and teeth.

"It's finally a Mid-Autumn Festival. Look, there are crabs, carp, lotus root, and snowy mooncakes that have been in the oven for a long time... just keep it."

Jiayan's black sesame glutinous rice balls are naturally invincible, and the delay will be until August [-]th.Coinciding with the cold wave going south, after a few days of autumn rain, the moon on the night of the Mid-Autumn Festival is clearer, and the beer wine is warmer.

If you still feel bleak, the soup pool will be open until dawn, and the heat will rise slowly, smoking the lanterns hanging on the treetops together with the laughter.

"I guess you're here." Jiayan held a paper umbrella under his arm, looked up and said with a smile.

The branches and leaves of the floating tree moved with the wind, shattering the moon floating on the water with a rustling sound, like throwing a piece of silver. Here we come."

The three words, the self-sufficient voice mixed with laughter, the speaker didn't realize it, but his heart was moved by the good words.She jumped up the tree and picked up the wine gourd hanging on the top of the tree. Above her head was the full moon and the sky full of stars.

"Senior Sister took Wangyou to the village to raise her. Her adoptive parents are well-know, kind-hearted and simple. They have two naughty sons...the whole family loves the little girl very much."

"it is good."

"The day before yesterday, her adoptive father came to tell me that the child was officially named Zhuang Xining, and Wangyou became a nickname. In the future, she will come to Yunmeng if she wants to. If she doesn't, she will live happily ever after."

"Ah."

Cong Shuang took a sip of wine and said with a smile: "It's Yunmeng's style, of course I don't worry."

"Look what you said."

It was unavoidably heavy to mention this matter, so the two drank while talking.

The wine is over halftime.

"I always like to bring them to Yunmeng," said Cong Shuang. "The awe-inspiring righteousness of Mount Hua, the majesty of Shaolin's treasures, and the cultivation of mind and Taoism in Wudang... I don't like Jinling, no matter how prosperous, or Jiangnan, no matter how beautiful it is."

Jiu Zhuang was cowardly, but in the end he became bolder, and Mian Hulu became a wronged child.

"Mr. always said that this life promises great harmony in the world. What does a place without blood or knives look like? I think that's it."

The tree is tall and the sound is far away, and the noise of the Tangchi floats here gently.

Jiayan sat beside and listened, she drank the leftover gourd bottom of the wine, squinted and smiled, "Fool."

"Yes." Cong Shuang readily admitted, she reached out to snatch the wine gourd, and said naively, "It's just ordinary stupid."

She is steady, her heart is like a mirror, as if she really used a ruler to measure how stupid she is in private, Jiayan stared at her face, thinking that it is really doomed for her to be so excited in the face of a drunk.

"you're drunk?"

"No."

"That's what drunk people say."

"Well……"

"Then tell me, where will you go after leaving Yunmeng?"

"Go to the rivers and lakes."

"Then you are not drunk."

The two of them just leaned on the tree, and after a while the good words said: "I will miss you."

Jing Nan has been separated for three years, and the children of the rivers and lakes love and hate each other. The love of life and death along the way has been exchanged for a deep love, and this life has been saved and slept in bed.As for later, the assassins did not stay together and would not last their lives. If one person dies and does not involve relatives and friends, it is considered a good death, so the two of you have different ways after all, and the freshness should be gone after all.

Jiayan said no, she thumped the table with a girlish air: I don't care, anyway, every moment you live, you have me every moment, don't ask for a relationship, just any nameless romantic relationship, have you ever thought I was afraid of life and death?

It dragged on for a year and a half.

Until the hot soup turned cold and the blood cooled completely, the two people who met again were calm and calm. Neither of them talked about where this relationship should belong.

Which of the two expressions of love and thinking is more heartwarming?For Cong Shuang, it is the latter. People in the world often use love to prove themselves, but the word "thinking" is surrounded by love. I walked with her through countless dark nights accompanied by death, and countless dawns I saw alive, high mountains and great rivers, In spring, summer, autumn and winter, it has been a long time to be in the heart of others, and the lover is no longer a lover, but a family member, a close friend...

is a place to return to.

"You are always unreasonable." She said this with a smile, but she covered her eyes and tears flowed out.

Jiayan heard Cong Shuang laughing, although she couldn't see clearly, she also sensed that something was wrong, she fumbled and held the covering hand, her lips gently fell on the back of the hand.Breathing hot air onto her tear-stained fingers, she kissed and kissed lovingly, with the tip of her tongue touching her fingertips, like a little beast eagerly thrown into someone's arms.

Cong Shuang trembled slightly, she put her forehead against her, stroked the girl's chin with her palm, and touched the soft hair.

Her heart was clenched, and she was blowing out more forcefully, and an impulse suddenly rose up in her whole body, driving her to hug Jiayan who came close.

In the quiet night of the floating tree, there was a sound of splashing water in the distance.

Cong Shuang lay on the wooden board, looking at Jiayan who was sitting on her in a daze. This place was close to Tangchi, and the bright lights reflected on the ground. , the lightness kung fu is all skipped."

She wrinkled her nose, looked troubled, and kissed her sweetly, Cong Shuang responded jerky.The dress in front of her was baggy, and she didn't know if it was intentional, as long as she raised her hand, she could touch the delicate skin, Cong Shuang opened her eyes wide, and shrank back.

The smell of alcohol is everywhere in the eyes that can't see clearly, and a little spark can ignite a raging fire.

But Jiayan didn't realize it, she bit her ear and panted softly: "Shuang'er, do you know about Huangliang Wushan?"

There was no response, so she explained herself.

"...King Huai of Chu passed through Gaotang, and dreamed that the daughter of Wushan recommended herself as a pillow mat, and the two were happy... After the king woke up, he thought it was a miracle, and the temple was named 'Chaoyun'." She smiled softly, "Actually..."

"Yunmeng has always been divided into two factions. The medical technique was passed down from Sun Simiao, while the technique of attracting dreams was passed down from generation to generation by the ancestors of Chu. It is probably the tribe of the daughter of Wushan."

"..."

"So... how do you know that you are not in a dream now?"

Only then did Cong Shuang realize that, at some point, the voices of people in Tangchi had long since disappeared, and the wooden platform beneath her was replaced by boat planks. Endless brilliance.

——When drunk, I don’t know that the sky is in the water, and the boat is full of clear dreams, pressing down on the galaxy.

"Touch me." The girl said.

Cong Shuang raised her head and saw these star-studded, autumn-like eyes. She suddenly had a sore nose, as if she had been stepped on to the death spot, someone had seen through the disguise, and poured out all the incomprehension and sadness she had received.

The thick wall that even wine can't break down can be broken easily with just one look.

The city was broken, and it did not welcome the trampling of the strong army. Instead, small flowers and grass grew from the rusted city wall. Green vines climbed up the dead branches of old trees and took root on the blood stains, gradually covering the depths of the Jiaofang Division. The stench that keeps coming, screams, blood, ghosts shaking behind the screens...

She buried herself on the young girl's neck, the violent wind in her heart stopped in an instant, and the lotus fragrance wrapped around her delicately.She touched Jiayan with trembling hands, and kissed her eyes, collarbone and chest reverently.

The girl let her do what she did, and she folded her arms and fell backwards on the board of the boat. Her bun was undone, her black hair was spread in the stars, her dress was spread out in the squeeze, her tender white legs were slightly curled up, and her knees rubbed against her. her side.

Cong Shuang took off her hairpin, not only that, but other blunt and angular accessories and clothes rolled down on the board of the boat. The scented things are too easy to hurt people. She is not flexible when she is drunk, so she does it carefully. After thinking about these things, the inner garment finally fell off, and Jiayan stretched out his arms to catch her.

"Like two large white lotus roots." Cong Shuang said vaguely as he buried herself in her arms.

Jiayan squinted her eyes with a smile, thinking that it was two lotus roots that turned into essence—at first, she still had an empty stomach, and then she curled up tightly, biting her pink lips with her white teeth, and it became more attractive red with blood, Uncontrollably leaked a few groans.

Many happy things are like spicy pots in the southwest, but this time they are like candied fruit in the south of the Yangtze River. The hands are soft, the mouth is soft, the girl's whisper is sweet, the tears are sweet, the kiss is sweet, and the water flowing at the bottom of the boat Sound, to cover the sound of boho flowing and pushing.

In the end, Cong Shuang was pushed on the boat by the panting girl, the boat was bumped from side to side, the two of them didn't care, they hugged each other and continued to laugh...

……

The candles in the Lotus River Lantern burnt into a layer of soft wax, which was blown out gently by a cool night breeze.

Cong Shuang opened his eyes.

The first thing she saw clearly was the early sun jumping up from the middle of the clouds. The morning glow was like a dream, and Yunmengze was half blue and half orange red.

With a sound, I can really hear the taste of nostalgia and happiness.

Her arms were numb from the pressure, Cong Shuang turned her head and saw Jiayan who was sleeping soundly in her arms, the two of them were sitting on the ground, oh no, they were covered with a thick blanket, beside them stood a wine gourd quietly, under which was pressed Cong Shuang read the note, it was left by Tangchi's senior sister who was on duty at night.

——"We meet each other during the festive season, get drunk with good wine, feel the rare indulgence in life, and don't let you in the house, just give two blankets, and return to the soup pool when you wake up. In this way, the dawn of Yunmengze can also be seen."

After several times, I still feel that Yunmeng's behavior is heart-wrenching.

Cong Shuang bent his lips, and as soon as he let go of his hand, the note was blown into the lake.

Last night's beautiful dream dissipated into nothingness, so people couldn't tell if it was true or not. It's no wonder that King Chu was fooled by others. Even if I deliberately recalled it, it seemed that I couldn't catch it clearly through the clouds and mist, as if it was just a drunken love affair. Just move.

But there is always truth.

She wrapped the blanket tightly, including the good words in her arms. The girl snorted, put her arms around her waist, and stuffed her loose hair into her arms.

Whispering and talking daydreams: "...you wooden ladle, bad stone, fuck his big white lotus root."

After a while, there was another fuss, Ruan Ruan clenched his fist and came out, "Catch you fairy!"

Cong Shuang rolled over on the wooden platform, hugging her and suppressing a smile.

In Tangchi's guest room, a new character should be changed, and a picture should be framed that reads "Four seasons are suitable for cold and heat, and a place to live in harmony with joy and anger".

In the distance, the sky is high and the air is crisp, and the geese fly from the north to the south.

It's another autumn.