Ningning, give me the sandwich cookies over there... Yan Wan called the little girl's name two or three times, and saw her staring at strangers stupidly, and unconsciously increased the volume.
Oh, OK.Meng Ning then came to his senses and handed the food to his friend.
Oh, what's wrong with you?Seeing her face full of confusion and disbelief, Yan Wan also looked sideways, but only saw a few bald men with ordinary faces and dark skin. They were low-key and walked on the mountain road, and couldn't help but be speechless. This is not a handsome guy, and he dresses simply and simply. What's there to be surprised about?
No, the sun is too pissed.Meng Ning frowned, sucked his fingers and wiped his eyes with his sleeves. He felt that his health was very poor recently and he saw that nothing was right.
The bald man walking at the last place looked back and his eyes fell accurately on Song Che. He frowned and looked around the other people beside the boy, with a hint of mystery and fear in his expression.
Song Che put down the food in his hand, raised his thin lips, his eyes were cold, and he stared back without hesitation. After a brief look at him, the monk turned around and took out the plastic cup, filled it with soda, and handed it to the girl.
This is for you.His voice was extremely low and he was filled with a smile.
……Thanks.She was exhausted by the scene in her mind, and Meng Ning pursed her lips, took the soda and poured it hard. She leaned against her back and let out a long sigh.
Come on, comrades, our 25,000-mile Long March has been half over.Yan Wan raised the plastic cup, touched everyone one by one, and sang and encouraged her.
The hot noon sun passes through the tender green branches and leaves, forming large spots. The fishy smell of plants and soil is spreading. The birds are light and insects are intermittent, which attracts the curiosity of climbers and stands to observe the hidden creatures.
After lunch, I embarked on a journey again. Facing the rugged mountain road, Meng Ning followed everyone honestly like eggplant after the frost, and no longer had the vigorous momentum he had at the beginning.
Meng Ning, are you very tired now?If I can't walk, I can carry you. Zhang Lewen came over, smiled and volunteered.
Thank you, no need, I have a hiking pole, but the sun is very poisonous now, and I am afraid that the sun will cause heat stroke, so I walk slowly... The girl blinked and waved her hand helplessly, and found an excuse to make excuses.
Then you can walk on my side and rely on Shanyin, it will be cooler. If you really can't walk, I can carry you.The boy did not give up and leaned against his sweetheart.
Meng Ning ignored it and bowed her head to rush. It was not until the wind passing through the forest was no longer warm that she let go and finally reached the top of the mountain. Then it was all downhill, which would be slightly better than uphill.
Yan Wan saw Song Che, who was walking in front, holding a branch, knocking and hitting all the way, picking up the broken branches and leaves, and turning back from time to time to tell everyone where the mud and slippery were so soft that they were uncomfortable.
She pulled Meng Ning's sleeve and raised her thumb to praise: Your boyfriend is quite reliable. He is both driving insects and opening the way, so you must grasp it well.
...If you want it, you can take it, this is a shameless person.
Meng Ning was speechless and vaguely heard the sound of gurgling water. She hugged her backpack tightly and looked for the source of water. I remember referring to the map at that time, the abandoned temple was built by the water.
Damn... I found that the phone signal was extremely weak and the electronic map could not be brushed out. Zhang Lewen lowered his curse, stretched his neck, looked around, and searched for the way with his memory.
The temple is in the southeast and is very close, so let’s stick to it.
Seeing the red paint tower exposed among the leaves from afar, the boy blew sweat and shouted: There, we are here
This is an old temple, located in the valley, uninhabited, overgrown with weeds, high walls stand horizontally, stone steps are built, the front plaques on the front of the front are blurred, and the rusty furnace and cauldron are filled with incense ash, which exudes a quiet atmosphere in the deep green forest.
Very grand Ah Yan Wan sighed, stepped over the crossbar, and couldn't wait to walk into the temple.
The corridor is quiet, the setting sun shines lightly, the two stone pillars are old, but the shapes are clear, and there are many flying dragons carved, lifelike. The roof tiles are decolorized and gray is dim, like hairless birds, surrounded by pine and cypress, thin bamboos are green, and the end is connected to the main hall. Even if the sound of chanting scriptures and chanting Buddha is gone, you can still see the prosperous scene of the ancient temple's incense and the gathering of monks.
Seeing Zhang Lewen taking a cell phone and taking pictures everywhere, a boy shook his head and said dissatisfied: Brother, don’t take pictures of this place randomly, as it will offend God.
After saying that, he pointed to the sky and saw that the other party was about to stop, he felt relieved.
There are three big Buddhas in the hall, with their eyes half closed, and their treasures are solemn. Meng Ning clasped his hands together, sat in front of the statue, knelt down and bowed three times, secretly asking the gods and Buddhas to bless him and no longer have any illusions.
She missed the names of all Buddhas, but found that except for Thousand-Armed Guanyin, she did not recognize the other two, so she could only recite Amitabha Buddha continuously, hoping that the gods and Buddhas of the heavens would not blame herself.
After worshiping the statue of the main hall, everyone picked up dead branches in the side hall and set up tents. They found abandoned flints and food residues on the ground. It was speculated that others had lived here.
Yan Wan smelled the smell on her body, wrinkled her nose, and decisively suggested: Go and get some firewood to boil water, my body is almost moldy.
In a circle of stones, the dry firewood was stacked in the center, Meng Ning lit the newspaper, threw it into the firewood, and gently blew it with a bamboo tube. Seeing the flames gradually rising and burning more and more, she smiled and learned from the wandering knight in the TV series, curled up her legs and rested on the ground, waiting for the others to return.
There are not many murals left on the wall, mottled and yellow, the pattern is unclear, the facial features of the characters are black, the inscription is missing, the head and tail are broken, and when she looks up, she sees the beams and spider webs sticking together, empty and deflated insect shells fluttering with the wind, setting sun, sunset, light and shadow are blurred, the wind blows through the hall, like ghosts crying, she trembles, and inexplicably fear, and gets up and stands at the gate.
Yan Wan and two other girls came back from the backyard with laughter, and told the scene she saw. Seeing the bonfire was booming, she was very excited and hugged Meng Ning.
Fire is born?Ningning, I love you so much
Don't touch me, you're sweaty all over.Meng Ning smiled and broke away, took out a pack of wet tissue and threw it over to her.
Ten minutes later, the boys came back with pots and buckets filled with water. Zhang Lewen carried live fish in both hands. After stepping into the side hall, he immediately threw them on the floor with disgust.
There are actually fish, Zhang Lewen, did you catch this?Looking at the live fish with their mouths and tails opened, the girls were surprised and happy. Picking up branches and knives meant that at night, there were not only dry cookies and instant noodles, but also fish soup to drink!
Before Zhang Lewen could speak, another boy waved his hand and explained excitedly.
Where can we have this ability?The person catching the fish was Song Che. He felt that everyone was working hard and needed extra meals.He smiled like an old farmer who welcomed a bumper harvest in autumn.
Yes, he caught all of these.Zhang Lewen was unwilling to nod, and didn't know where Song Che grew up. He actually caught fish with bare hands like a wild beast, and he grabbed one by one accurately. He originally wanted to laugh at him on the shore, but he saw that fish were thrown ashore one by one, not small.
What about others?Meng Ning glanced at the fish, raised his gaze and asked calmly.
The boy shrugged his shoulders, rolled up his sleeves and washed his hands: He said he still had something to do, so let us come back first.
Meng Ning turned his head to look out the window, looking at the setting sun gradually sinking into the horizon, she frowned, a little worried. It was almost dark that day, he was running outside alone, and he was not afraid of danger?
When the pot of water boiled, the boy appeared at the entrance of the temple. He held two large bundles of plants in his hand, his hiking boots were covered with mud leaves, and his black T-shirt and hair ends were already wet. Seeing Meng Ning standing at the door, he was stunned, then smiled, crossed the crossbow, and said casually: I'm back, are you worried about me?
No, it just smells moldy in the room, I come out to breathe... Meng Ning was a little embarrassed and denied it.
...Well, I'm very happy.Without denying the little girl's words, Song Che's lips became deeper and he walked past her into the hall.
He picked up the rusty small incense burner, crushed the two bundles of plants, steamed it in front of the bonfire, and then lit it, and a sweet smell spread.
A girl smelled the smell and turned her head and asked: Song Che, what is this?
It is vanilla, and their divergent smell can dispel insects and snakes and save a lot of trouble.The boy curled his lips and glanced coldly at a corner outside the hall.
Oh, OK.Meng Ning then came to his senses and handed the food to his friend.
Oh, what's wrong with you?Seeing her face full of confusion and disbelief, Yan Wan also looked sideways, but only saw a few bald men with ordinary faces and dark skin. They were low-key and walked on the mountain road, and couldn't help but be speechless. This is not a handsome guy, and he dresses simply and simply. What's there to be surprised about?
No, the sun is too pissed.Meng Ning frowned, sucked his fingers and wiped his eyes with his sleeves. He felt that his health was very poor recently and he saw that nothing was right.
The bald man walking at the last place looked back and his eyes fell accurately on Song Che. He frowned and looked around the other people beside the boy, with a hint of mystery and fear in his expression.
Song Che put down the food in his hand, raised his thin lips, his eyes were cold, and he stared back without hesitation. After a brief look at him, the monk turned around and took out the plastic cup, filled it with soda, and handed it to the girl.
This is for you.His voice was extremely low and he was filled with a smile.
……Thanks.She was exhausted by the scene in her mind, and Meng Ning pursed her lips, took the soda and poured it hard. She leaned against her back and let out a long sigh.
Come on, comrades, our 25,000-mile Long March has been half over.Yan Wan raised the plastic cup, touched everyone one by one, and sang and encouraged her.
The hot noon sun passes through the tender green branches and leaves, forming large spots. The fishy smell of plants and soil is spreading. The birds are light and insects are intermittent, which attracts the curiosity of climbers and stands to observe the hidden creatures.
After lunch, I embarked on a journey again. Facing the rugged mountain road, Meng Ning followed everyone honestly like eggplant after the frost, and no longer had the vigorous momentum he had at the beginning.
Meng Ning, are you very tired now?If I can't walk, I can carry you. Zhang Lewen came over, smiled and volunteered.
Thank you, no need, I have a hiking pole, but the sun is very poisonous now, and I am afraid that the sun will cause heat stroke, so I walk slowly... The girl blinked and waved her hand helplessly, and found an excuse to make excuses.
Then you can walk on my side and rely on Shanyin, it will be cooler. If you really can't walk, I can carry you.The boy did not give up and leaned against his sweetheart.
Meng Ning ignored it and bowed her head to rush. It was not until the wind passing through the forest was no longer warm that she let go and finally reached the top of the mountain. Then it was all downhill, which would be slightly better than uphill.
Yan Wan saw Song Che, who was walking in front, holding a branch, knocking and hitting all the way, picking up the broken branches and leaves, and turning back from time to time to tell everyone where the mud and slippery were so soft that they were uncomfortable.
She pulled Meng Ning's sleeve and raised her thumb to praise: Your boyfriend is quite reliable. He is both driving insects and opening the way, so you must grasp it well.
...If you want it, you can take it, this is a shameless person.
Meng Ning was speechless and vaguely heard the sound of gurgling water. She hugged her backpack tightly and looked for the source of water. I remember referring to the map at that time, the abandoned temple was built by the water.
Damn... I found that the phone signal was extremely weak and the electronic map could not be brushed out. Zhang Lewen lowered his curse, stretched his neck, looked around, and searched for the way with his memory.
The temple is in the southeast and is very close, so let’s stick to it.
Seeing the red paint tower exposed among the leaves from afar, the boy blew sweat and shouted: There, we are here
This is an old temple, located in the valley, uninhabited, overgrown with weeds, high walls stand horizontally, stone steps are built, the front plaques on the front of the front are blurred, and the rusty furnace and cauldron are filled with incense ash, which exudes a quiet atmosphere in the deep green forest.
Very grand Ah Yan Wan sighed, stepped over the crossbar, and couldn't wait to walk into the temple.
The corridor is quiet, the setting sun shines lightly, the two stone pillars are old, but the shapes are clear, and there are many flying dragons carved, lifelike. The roof tiles are decolorized and gray is dim, like hairless birds, surrounded by pine and cypress, thin bamboos are green, and the end is connected to the main hall. Even if the sound of chanting scriptures and chanting Buddha is gone, you can still see the prosperous scene of the ancient temple's incense and the gathering of monks.
Seeing Zhang Lewen taking a cell phone and taking pictures everywhere, a boy shook his head and said dissatisfied: Brother, don’t take pictures of this place randomly, as it will offend God.
After saying that, he pointed to the sky and saw that the other party was about to stop, he felt relieved.
There are three big Buddhas in the hall, with their eyes half closed, and their treasures are solemn. Meng Ning clasped his hands together, sat in front of the statue, knelt down and bowed three times, secretly asking the gods and Buddhas to bless him and no longer have any illusions.
She missed the names of all Buddhas, but found that except for Thousand-Armed Guanyin, she did not recognize the other two, so she could only recite Amitabha Buddha continuously, hoping that the gods and Buddhas of the heavens would not blame herself.
After worshiping the statue of the main hall, everyone picked up dead branches in the side hall and set up tents. They found abandoned flints and food residues on the ground. It was speculated that others had lived here.
Yan Wan smelled the smell on her body, wrinkled her nose, and decisively suggested: Go and get some firewood to boil water, my body is almost moldy.
In a circle of stones, the dry firewood was stacked in the center, Meng Ning lit the newspaper, threw it into the firewood, and gently blew it with a bamboo tube. Seeing the flames gradually rising and burning more and more, she smiled and learned from the wandering knight in the TV series, curled up her legs and rested on the ground, waiting for the others to return.
There are not many murals left on the wall, mottled and yellow, the pattern is unclear, the facial features of the characters are black, the inscription is missing, the head and tail are broken, and when she looks up, she sees the beams and spider webs sticking together, empty and deflated insect shells fluttering with the wind, setting sun, sunset, light and shadow are blurred, the wind blows through the hall, like ghosts crying, she trembles, and inexplicably fear, and gets up and stands at the gate.
Yan Wan and two other girls came back from the backyard with laughter, and told the scene she saw. Seeing the bonfire was booming, she was very excited and hugged Meng Ning.
Fire is born?Ningning, I love you so much
Don't touch me, you're sweaty all over.Meng Ning smiled and broke away, took out a pack of wet tissue and threw it over to her.
Ten minutes later, the boys came back with pots and buckets filled with water. Zhang Lewen carried live fish in both hands. After stepping into the side hall, he immediately threw them on the floor with disgust.
There are actually fish, Zhang Lewen, did you catch this?Looking at the live fish with their mouths and tails opened, the girls were surprised and happy. Picking up branches and knives meant that at night, there were not only dry cookies and instant noodles, but also fish soup to drink!
Before Zhang Lewen could speak, another boy waved his hand and explained excitedly.
Where can we have this ability?The person catching the fish was Song Che. He felt that everyone was working hard and needed extra meals.He smiled like an old farmer who welcomed a bumper harvest in autumn.
Yes, he caught all of these.Zhang Lewen was unwilling to nod, and didn't know where Song Che grew up. He actually caught fish with bare hands like a wild beast, and he grabbed one by one accurately. He originally wanted to laugh at him on the shore, but he saw that fish were thrown ashore one by one, not small.
What about others?Meng Ning glanced at the fish, raised his gaze and asked calmly.
The boy shrugged his shoulders, rolled up his sleeves and washed his hands: He said he still had something to do, so let us come back first.
Meng Ning turned his head to look out the window, looking at the setting sun gradually sinking into the horizon, she frowned, a little worried. It was almost dark that day, he was running outside alone, and he was not afraid of danger?
When the pot of water boiled, the boy appeared at the entrance of the temple. He held two large bundles of plants in his hand, his hiking boots were covered with mud leaves, and his black T-shirt and hair ends were already wet. Seeing Meng Ning standing at the door, he was stunned, then smiled, crossed the crossbow, and said casually: I'm back, are you worried about me?
No, it just smells moldy in the room, I come out to breathe... Meng Ning was a little embarrassed and denied it.
...Well, I'm very happy.Without denying the little girl's words, Song Che's lips became deeper and he walked past her into the hall.
He picked up the rusty small incense burner, crushed the two bundles of plants, steamed it in front of the bonfire, and then lit it, and a sweet smell spread.
A girl smelled the smell and turned her head and asked: Song Che, what is this?
It is vanilla, and their divergent smell can dispel insects and snakes and save a lot of trouble.The boy curled his lips and glanced coldly at a corner outside the hall.
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