Under the Power

Chapter 82

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A curved stream winds its way from the mountains, passes through the town, washes rice and washes the laundry for the people in the town, and then rushes to the next stop. This summer, I left the inn, crossed the bridge, and walked along the stream...

At this time, the heavy rain had stopped, the sun was sinking, and the afterglow turned the water into wine red, crystal clear. I went to the rocky beach this summer, picked up a big rock by the stream, climbed up to look at the sun, saw it fall from the mountain side, the afterglow disappeared, and the surrounding area was covered with a vast gray.

Feeling lost, she sat down, hugged her knees, and stared blankly at the stream under her feet.

"Huh." A soft sound came from the side.

She turned her head and looked at the stream about a dozen steps away from her. I don't know when there was a young man dressed as a Taoist priest, wearing a half-old blue-gray Taoist robe, with a bun on his head, and his face was indistinguishable from the side.

He is fishing.

"It's almost dark before I come to fish, how can this person be so weird?" Jin Xia thought to himself, and gave him another look.

The Taoist priest turned his head, also looked at Jin Xia, and then smiled happily - his eyes were clear and clear, like no one else, his smile was sincere, like a child, even though his appearance was ordinary, his gestures had an air of refinement.

This summer, he has a good temperament and has no habit of angering others. Although the anger in his stomach has not subsided, but seeing him smiling so beautifully, he forced his teeth and made a smile.

"Which Guanli are you from?" she called out.

The Taoist priest pointed at the fishing rod with a smile, and made a silent gesture towards her.

This summer, he didn't make a sound, he hugged his knees and tilted his head to watch him fishing.

The sky darkened little by little until everything around was completely shrouded in the dark night. You can see the lights of the houses in the town are lit up, orange and warm, which makes my heart sour this summer.

She wanted to go home, thinking about her father snickering and taking out a bag of pork head meat from his arms; thinking about her mother talking about her while mending her torn clothes; thinking about her brother lying on her shoulder and pointing out the paper with disdain The typo on the page; she even misses the lingering bean smell at home at this moment...

Sniffing her nose, she took a deep breath, the cruel reality was in front of her, she had to put her tender bowels high, and think about what to do now.

Just now, angry for a while, he rushed to Lu Yi and said harsh words, what should we do in the future

What if he really went to sue the black state and took her iron rice bowl

This Xia sighed melancholy, even if she thought about it for the best, Lu Yi wouldn't sue her for her blackness, but she contradicted her so much, he must wear her small shoes in the future.

so good? She was getting more and more troubled.

"Little girl, I'll invite you to eat fish, okay?" Probably because she was too distracted this summer, she hadn't heard a single sound before, and suddenly, the Taoist priest appeared silently from her side.

This summer was taken aback and stared at him: "Who are you?"

The Taoist spread his hands: "I am a Taoist."

"The Taoist priest must have a name too."

The Taoist priest lowered his head and thought for a moment: "I wear blue clothes, and the Taoism is neither high nor low, so let's call it Lan Taoxing."

This person is very interesting. After a pause this summer, he called out, "... Daoist Xiaolan."

"This name is also fine, it is both friendly and catchy." Lan Daoxing was very happy, he turned his body and jumped off the big stone, greeting her, "Come and eat fish!"

When he jumped down, he looked as graceful as a butterfly, and his Qinggong was extremely good. This summer, he jumped off a big rock and walked over, only to see that the so-called fish turned out to be small dried fish that had been marinated in the wind.

"This is... the fish you caught? From the creek?" she asked him, carrying the dried fish.

Lan Daoxing shook his head and said seriously: "I am a Taoist priest. Although I don't have to give up meat, I can only eat three clean meats. How can I fish for myself?"

"Then you weren't fishing just now?" Jin Xia asked in surprise.

Lan Daoxing handed her the fishing rod.

There is no hook at all on the fishing line, but a small silver bell hangs. Ring the bell this summer, it doesn't ring, and when I look again, there is no bell tongue in it.

"What is this thing doing in the water?"

"With it, you can sense the undercurrent at the bottom of the water."

"Undercurrent under water?"

Lan Daoxing stood by the stream, looked at the flowing stream in the night, and replied, "Don't look at the calm water on the surface of this stream, but the rapids under the water, it is really not easy for these fish to go up against the current. "

I couldn't see his face clearly, but when I listened to it this summer, I always felt that he meant something, but I didn't know what he meant.

"Some fish couldn't swim up, they sank at the bottom of the stream, their corpses piled up, supporting other fish, so that they could move forward smoothly." Lan Daoxing was silent for a while, then turned around and smiled, and suddenly changed the subject. "Is this dried fish too salty? In fact, it tastes good when wrapped in rice balls."

"… "

A gust of night wind blew, and the trees in the mountains and forests swayed and rustled.

Lan Daoxing looked sideways in the direction of the mountains and forests, put away the fishing rod, and smiled at Jinxia: "I'm going to the town to beg some rice to make small fish and dried rice balls, are you coming?"

Shaking her head this summer, she hadn't figured out how to go back to face Lu Yi.

He didn't force it, on the contrary, he smiled more and more happily: "That's fine, if there is a fate in the future, I will invite you to eat again."

This summer, he nodded and said goodbye: "Taoist take care."

The rocky beach was so rugged and difficult to travel, but in the blink of an eye, Lan Daoxing had gone far, and his back quickly disappeared into the night.

Just now, Lan Daoxing made a mistake, and now she is alone, troubled again, picked up a handful of pebbles and played with the water on the stream.

"Boom, boom, boom..." The small stone jumped across the stream and finally sank into the dark.

After throwing a handful of small stones, she turned around and was about to pick up some more, but saw a hand stretched out, palms spread out, and inside were five or six smooth and moist pebbles.

She looked up at its owner, stunned...

Lu Yi picked up the pebbles in his palm, and said to himself, "You have to pick flat stones so that they can bounce... This can't be done, it's too round..."

Looking at him blankly this summer, he hesitated and said, "Sir, you, you... aren't you annoyed?"

At this moment, Lu Yifang raised his eyes and glanced at her, and said oddly, "I thought it was you who was annoying me."

"Uh, I am indeed..." this summer embarrassedly said, "You don't really want to sue me for being black, do you?"

Lu Yi put the small stone he picked out into her palm, raised his eyebrows and looked at her: "Do you regret it? I know you will regret it. You are happy and brave for a while. If you don't give you steps, I will see how you will come down. ."