Drunken Amtang

"You are too timid."

A little boy dressed in coarse cloth stood among a pile of disheveled children and said,

"Dad and mother said that it is a forbidden place, and there are monsters inside that will eat children."

One of the little radish heads said.

"Just go in and have a look, if there is anything you dare not."

The few were still chattering away, when a dandy from the village passed by, with a paper fan in his hand, he sat down on the ridge of the field,

"What are the little monkeys talking about? Tell me what the hell is going on."

"We are talking about whoever has the courage to go into the mountains and stay for an hour, we will recognize him as the boss!"

"Yo, it's interesting."

The dandy is bored and wants to make fun of these children.He took out a piece of broken silver in his pocket

"If anyone of you dares to go in and stay for an hour, how about I give him this piece of silver?"

A few children hesitated, look at me, look at me, you didn't speak for a while, and the last child in blue coarse cloth looked up and said to the dude

"Second Young Master Liu, are you serious?"

"I still lied to you, a child, so it's not natural to take it seriously."

The dandy shook the silver in his hand with a cynical expression on his face.

"Then I'll go!"

The boy in the blue sackcloth answered.

Dude narrowed his eyes,

"Okay, I just happen to be bored, I'll wait for you here for an hour, if you come out early, you will pay me double the money."

The child bit his lips and clenched his fists, making up his mind and saying,

"Okay. Don't go back on your word!"

The child's words were stubborn, and he began to regret it from the moment he entered the mountain. The legends about this place told by the adults in the village always unconsciously popped up in his mind. Dare to move around the mountains.Because the older generation warned them that the one on the mountain doesn't like to be disturbed.

There were also people who did not believe in evil and went into the mountain to dig some precious medicinal materials, but they were found dead at the foot of the mountain strangely, with a hideous face.

The child kept beating drums when he thought of these, but he also thought of the piece of money in the hands of the dude, which was enough for their family's rations for one month.For the sake of his parents, he had to win this bet.

Bite the bullet and continue walking into the mountains. The child has a great forgetfulness. The beautiful scenery, the turbulent stream, and the flying butterflies gradually made him lose his fear, and his eyes were filled with these rare and strange scenes that he had never seen before. .

He saw a big-winged colorful butterfly fluttering not far from him, and instantly became playful, wanting to catch the butterfly.But the butterfly is very spiritual. Every time he goes up lightly and then pounces suddenly, the butterfly can flap its wings and get away lightly.

After five or six times in a row, the child lost his patience. Looking around, he found that he had inadvertently come to the depths of the valley while fluttering butterflies. There was a tall cliff in front of him, and there was a small triangular hole below.

The child walked to the entrance of the cave, and curiously poked his head inside, but he could only see a ball of light not far away, and his ears were filled with the gurgling sound of the stream.

Curiosity finally defeated fear, and he walked towards the light bit by bit by touching the cliff inside the cave entrance.

After walking more than [-] steps, the vision suddenly opened up, and I saw that the towering cliffs formed a circle, surrounded a small lake in the middle, and beside the lake, flowers bloomed like brocades and smelled fragrant.

But the beautiful scenery was not enough to shock people. The child's eyes were wide open. He saw a chaise longue and a small table carved with pear blossoms on the boulder in the middle of the lake.

The man was wearing a red dress with wide sleeves and flowing clouds, the collar was slightly loose to reveal the white underclothes underneath, his long black hair poured down like ink, and fell on the boulder in the posture of the man raising his head to drink.

This scene was already extremely beautiful, not to mention that person's astonishing face, with white and deep snow, picturesque eyebrows and eyes, high nose bridge, and thin lips slightly raised.There is a blood-red blood-red flower between the eyebrows.

The child didn't recognize the flower, but felt that everything about this person was extremely beautiful, so beautiful that people couldn't take their eyes off it.

The man noticed that someone was intruding, so he put the small white porcelain wine glass in his hand on the table, looked up at the direction of the child, the surprise in his eyes was fleeting, he clearly set up a barrier, this child, how it got in.

Seeing the beauty looking towards him, the child felt that it was his fault to bother her, scratched his head and took a few steps forward, took another look at the beauty, and choked out a sentence for a long time.

"Sister Fairy, you are so pretty."

The corner of An Yao's mouth twitched. Is this child blind? He is a thousand-year-old handsome monster, how did he become a fairy sister? It's not like he hasn't seen a fairy before, and the fairy is not as good-looking as him!

An Yao put away the burden of a thousand-year-old handsome monster, and twirled the wine glass between his slender fingers. It had been a long time since anyone talked to him, and he was bored too.

"Kid, how did you find this?"

The child obviously didn't expect that the fairy sister in front of him would make a man's voice, so he responded after a slight sign,

"I, I made a bet with him, if I can stay in the mountains for an hour, he will give me a piece of silver."

"Is it difficult to stay in the mountains for an hour, and you still need to bet?"

The child rubbed the corner of his clothes anxiously,

"People in the village say that there are monsters in this mountain that eat people, and no one dares to come in."

An Yao raised his eyebrows, there seems to be a man-eating monster in this mountain, so just lock him up as a monster. What's the matter with the man-eating? He has been drunk in the valley for more than 300 years, and he doesn't seem to have done anything harmful.

Looking at the child in front of him, he had an evil intention to tease him again.

"You broke in just like that, don't be afraid, am I that man-eating monster?"

After speaking, the corner of his mouth curved into a wicked smile.

The child looked at his dazzling smiling face and stammered

"No, not afraid."

"Oh, why not be afraid."

"Because of you, you look good."

He smiled shyly as he spoke, and An Yao was a little dazed for a moment. He always felt an inexplicable sense of familiarity with these words and this expression, but when he was about to think about it, he felt dizzy for a while. I'm used to not thinking about it, I get a headache when I think too much, and I can't think of anything, it's better not to think about it, it's better to get drunk.

"Son, what's your name"

"My dad's third son in the family is called Su Laosan, and I am younger than him called Yaosan."

"Tsk, what a bad name, it's awkward and ugly. I'll give you a new one."

He raised his head and looked around lazily, and found that a tree of crabapple trees was blooming very close to the entrance of the cave, and clusters of plum-colored flowers almost bent the branches.

"I'll call you Su Tang from now on, okay?"

"Well, that's naturally possible. But I, I can't read yet, and my father said that he will send me to a private school next year. Can you teach me to write this name?"

The question at the end was hardly louder than a mosquito, but luckily An Yao has good hearing.

He reclined his lazy figure lying on the couch, and flew from the boulder to the edge of the lake with a little tiptoe.He picked up a branch and called Su Tang over, and wrote the word Su Tang stroke by stroke on the soft soil by the lake.

Su Tang took the branch and wrote on the side imitating those two words. An Yao looked at his earnest little face with his cheeks on his side, and felt that he was really lonely for a long time. delicate and pretty.

"Sister Fairy, look at what I wrote, right?"

"I'm not some fairy sister, my name is An Yao."

"Brother Anyao, can you also teach me to write your name?"

Resigned to his fate, An Yao took the branch and continued to write on the clay.

The author has something to say:

Because another article is still being updated at the same time, the update of this one may be a bit slow, Jiu Zong will work hard, and those who can't wait suggest collecting and fattening before reading.