What about inaccessible? ! Wei Dedao lied to me!
Wei Xi slowly turned his head under these scorching gazes, looking at the endless mountains and rivers behind him. When he came, the road was hidden in the vast forest, and it was hard to find traces. Not far from the side, a magnificent building that had never been seen before stood up and grabbed the attention.
Thick ropes stretched out from the bottom of the endless mountain, straight to the peak of the cloud sea, and connected to the end of the building. On the ropes, a series of terrifying cages were filled with people slid backwards towards the peak. From the transparent gap in the cages, one could still see the densely packed crowd.
Wei Xi did not dare to act rashly for a while.
Suddenly someone approached, and he subconsciously avoided, only to realize that the woman who had just stepped forward was selling the cake.
Looking around, they are all white arms and thighs, and almost all of them are disheveled.
Wei Xi's eyes quickly stopped when they touched the woman's chest, no longer looking down, but staring at her eyes vigilantly.
"You child." The woman didn't get angry when she was avoided, but asked amusingly, "Isn't it hot to wear so much at noon? Still standing under the sun, be careful of heat stroke. Go into our shed and hide."
As she spoke, she stretched out her hand and curiously raised Tiweixi's broken Taoist robe. Realizing that she didn't seem malicious, Weixi resisted the thought of opening her movements, and was pulled into the shady snack shed.
The woman poured him a glass of water and asked, "Do you want to eat cake?"
Wei Xi's muscles were still tense, and his eyes swept across the beaten cakes displayed on the booth. The steaming heat of the glutinous rice diffused in this corner with a fragrance. He hadn't been able to hunt decent food these days, and he was really hungry.
He still remembered the other party's hawking just now. The food outside was paid for. After thinking about it, he said in a dry voice: "Ten yuan?"
"Yes, ten yuan a bowl."
Wei Xi got the answer, but it was the same as not getting it. What does ten yuan mean
He didn't want to be too unusual, so after a brief thought, he hesitantly took out a piece of silver from his pocket.
The woman selling the cakes: "????"
"It was wrong." It seemed that it was not ten taels of silver. Wei Ximian quickly took back the silver ingot and exchanged it for the ocean.
other side:"… … … ?"
First a piece of iron, then game coins, the woman glanced at Weixi Patch's patched robe, and also saw that the young man was really out of money, maybe a college student who came out for a poor tour. She had a headache, but she couldn't get angry when she saw the handsome eyebrows and eyes that seemed to be at a loss, so she waved her hand helplessly: "Forget it, I don't want the money, you can eat it."
Such a good-looking little boy is rarely seen, and he is about the same age as his own son, so it doesn't matter if he invites him to eat.
Wei Xi realized that he had made a mistake again the moment the other party saw Dayang's expression, and he immediately became alert, but he didn't expect that the other party would give him something for free in the end.
He pursed his lips, looked at the other party's movements, and couldn't believe it. The woman just brought him things and said some incomprehensible things. She couldn't have no plans at all when she went out to play, and she couldn't be so poor that she suffered from poverty. . She has thick eyebrows and a gentle expression. Although her eyes are a little shrewd, she is not stingy. Generally speaking, she has a fairly ordinary face, but there are a few strands of black air on the forehead that creep towards the eyebrows.
Wei Xi finally lowered his eyes and silently took the paper bag handed over by the other party. After looking at the soft cakes in the bag for a while, he suddenly asked, "Aren't you going back?"
The woman laughed suddenly, looking at him like a child who doesn't know anything: "How can you go back so early for business? We usually close the stall at six or seven o'clock. It's hard for adults to make money, you'll understand later."
Wei Xi didn't speak, stared at her for a moment, and took out something.
The proprietress thought it was money, but she had to reject it, but when she took a closer look, she found that it was a gray talisman paper, and then she accepted it with disbelief. She set up a stall in front of the incense-filled mountain temple, and she didn't see too many things about pretending to be ghosts, so she didn't pay much attention to it, and put it in her pocket: "Okay, okay, auntie has agreed to invite you to eat, you don't have to. Give me this, give me that, just sit here and rest, remember to pour water yourself when you are thirsty."
Someone happened to come to inquire next to her. After she said this, she didn't care about Weixi anymore. She hurried forward to greet the customer. When she turned around after the sale, she found that the young man in the shed had disappeared.
The proprietress was stunned for a while, and asked her husband and son. The father and son were busy with their work, but she didn't see when the eldest living person left. She had no choice but to shake her head with a laugh and leave this little thing behind.
But soon she didn't have the time to think too much, because two tourists suddenly fought on the Yingzui Cliff in front of her. It seemed that it was caused by greeting each other's parents when they were vying for the photo venue.
Fighting on the top of the mountain is no joke, especially since there are no guardrails on Eagle Mouth Peak, if you accidentally fall, you will be shattered. The enthusiastic tourists around came forward to try to persuade them, but they couldn't hold back the two young men with red eyes. When the proprietress saw the red, she immediately became anxious, wiped her hands and hurried up to persuade.
"Fuck your mother! Try to scold again?!"
"You fucking squeeze me first, what the fuck do you think?!"
"It's not easy to come out and play. The mountain gods and Bodhisattvas in the temple are watching. Everyone takes a step back. Why is there such a commotion."
"Hurry up! It's almost there!"
The proprietress also grabbed one of the sleeves: "Young man, it's too dangerous here. If you want to fight, you can't choose it on the mountain! How worried should your family be if they knew?"
So many people came to persuade them to fight, and the two sides in the dispute had calmed down a little, but the one in white clothes said something out of anger at this time, and the other one in green clothes suddenly became angry, and punched the other party in the face again.
Unwilling to be outdone, the man in white kicked back his legs, making a big move, and the crowd who persuaded the fight seemed to get in the way. The two impatiently waved away the hands that were pulling them: "Don't worry about it!"
The chaotic boss lady suddenly didn't know who was pushed away, and immediately staggered a few steps top-heavy, her feet suddenly empty.
A wave of panicked screams erupted from the crowd. She looked back in a daze, only to see the husband and son at the booth both screaming and running towards him—
"Juanzi!!!!!!"
"mom!!!!!!!"
"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh someone fell down!!!!!"
The feeling of weightlessness was dizzying, the blue sky that could only be seen by looking up appeared in front of him, and the mountain wind whistled past his ears, like a horn to pay homage to death.
The proprietress finally understood that this was for her, and she closed her eyes in despair and resignation.
However, in the next second, a force came from out of nowhere and pushed her on the back. She was pushed lightly all over her body, as if she had grown wings, and rushed forward. By the time her consciousness returned, her feet had already stepped back on the hard ground.
The proprietress opened her eyes in disbelief, and stayed there for a few seconds before she felt fear, her legs softened, and she knelt down and sat down.
This series of pictures is unscientific and unbelievable. The screaming crowd is completely dumbfounded. The father and son of the cake stand rushed to the boss's side, and they were so scared that they burst into tears.
The sudden change made the two impulsive young people also stunned. They were overwhelmed by the fact that they almost killed themselves, and hurriedly gathered around: "Are you okay? I'm sorry, sorry, sorry!!!"
The two of them stopped fighting each other, and came up to support the proprietress who was suffering from this innocent disaster. Facing the angry eyes of the father and son, they also behaved submissively. Because of their guilt, the two of them not only lowered their eyebrows and helped them back to the cake stand, but also paid for everything on the stand. Finally, they gathered together, and put together a thousand yuan as a shock fee to fortify it to the proprietress.
The proprietress refused to ask for it. She held her husband and son's trembling hands and was still in a trance. What's going on? She clearly fell, and her memory will not be false.
Only at this time did someone in the crowd of lively tourists react, and several elderly people were immediately excited: "This is the appearance of the Fengyang Mountain God! The appearance of the Mountain God Bodhisattva!"
Mountain gods appear? The proprietress raised her head blankly when she heard this, but felt an unusual scorching heat on her legs. She reached out to grab it subconsciously, and only grabbed a handful of flimsy ashes from her pocket.
ash…
She suddenly remembered something, and she was shocked, looking back at the path down the mountain in disbelief.
"No!" Shan Yan's gratitude and awe instantly surged into her heart, she regained her strength to speak in an instant, spread out her palm and showed it to the person, her throat trembling with excitement, "It was just now!! That man in the robe just now. Master, he gave me a life-saving charm!!!"
Tourists were amazed to watch the "life-saving amulet" that had been turned into ashes. A few days later, someone disclosed the matter to the media. Local media came to Fengyang Mountain to find the proprietress for interviews. Not to mention the surge. At this moment, Weixi, who has been transformed into a hermit master in the mouths of many tourists on the top of the mountain, has already reached the foot of the mountain.
The cake was delicious, and he carefully put away the paper bag that contained the cake.
The way down the mountain was also very easy, because his feet were no longer the wet and sticky soil in the deep mountains, but the smooth and firm steps in the scenic spot.
It's hard to imagine what kind of power can complete such a vast project, but along the way, he saw more incredible scenery.
There are so many people that it is unbelievable, and when you look around, they are all naked. A few women wear as little as half of their breasts or buttocks. But they obviously lived a leisurely and prosperous life, and there was no sign of poverty in their eyebrows. From his vague memories and Wei Dedao's previous statements, Wei Xi could not find any city with such a reckless atmosphere. He, who was well-dressed, turned into an outlier among them.
Many people on the road were playing with various squares, some holding them in their hands to watch, some holding them to their ears and talking to themselves. After taking a look in the past, the square film actually showed the image of the people in front of the landscape! And every minute is complete, lifelike.
Wei Xi didn't know what kind of magic this was, and tried to grab one several times to study it, but he was not sure of the strength of these people with powerful magic weapons.
In addition, there is the cable that seems to penetrate the sky.
He couldn't imagine how strong it was to lift so many cages on the ropes, and so many humans in the cages, and make them slide backwards upwards.
Wei Xi secretly analyzed that if the person holding the rope came to fight with him, he might have a hard chance of winning.
Therefore, King Shan finally restrained his own nature obediently, and walked very well along the way, even when he saw a squirrel climbing on a tree by the roadside, he held back and did not catch it.
Unexpectedly, he didn't want to cause trouble. When he reached the foot of the mountain along the flow of people, he was actively stopped by someone.
The foot of the mountain was covered with a huge and hard roof, and under the roof stood a fence with a strange shape. The fence was very low and could not prevent people at all. Line up at the fence gap and leave in an orderly manner.
So Weixi also lined up, but when it was his turn, the fence suddenly made a sharp beeping sound.
Wei Xi's pupils shrank, and he subconsciously raised his hand to split, but a lazy voice suddenly came from the side: "Hey, what to squeeze! Swipe the ticket and go over."
Wei Xi turned his head and saw a middle-aged man with a hat walking towards him. At the same time, he saw a few people in the fence next to him, all with slender pieces of paper in their hands.
They stick the piece of paper on the handrails on either side of the fence, and the small gate ahead will silently open to let people through.
Wei Xi thought about it, he seemed to have seen this piece of paper, which was enshrined in the leather pocket of the unlucky devil before he was overthrown, and he flipped through it several times and discarded it.
The middle-aged man had already walked in front of him, his eyes scanned him from head to toe, frowned when he saw his strange and tattered clothes, and asked, "Where's your ticket? Take it out."
Wei Xi said, "I lost it."
The other party's attitude seemed aggressive, and Weixi thought about the possibility of killing him now or defeating him and leaving.
However, as soon as the idea came to him, he seemed to have heard Wei Dedao's chattering, so he didn't move for a while.
The middle-aged man seemed unwilling to give up easily. He pressed his hat and began to ask: "Lost? Where did you come from? What did you do? Take out your ID card, what's your name?"
Body... ID...
Is it proof of your identity? Wei Xi suddenly remembered that Wei Dedao seemed to have given him something like this.
There were so many people around, and he didn't want to make a rash move when he didn't know the depth of his opponent, so he took it out from the basket in cooperation, and remembered the other party's question about where he came from and what he was doing.
To be honest, this question made him a little dazed.
So a moment later, the team leader of the tourist security department of Fengyang Mountain Scenic Spot got a roll of old and yellowed paper.
He stretched out the paper inexplicably, and what he saw was countless words, large and small, clustered together, and when he looked closely, it was still traditional Chinese characters.
He struggled to identify a few: "Lu... Lu Yin?"
At the same time, the young man with beautiful eyebrows, pierced ears and curled head, but carrying a basket on his back and wearing ragged clothes, spoke slowly in a strangely heavy and ethereal tone—
"I am, the 62nd generation head of the Taicang Sect, Wei Xi."
Captain of the security team: "..."