Chapter 768 Stone Steps

   Xu Tonghui is a veteran.

   It is worth noting that it is not only condensing the air, but also being familiar with affairs.

In fact, all the people called by the head of the family, Zhuang Zhiyuan, were like this. To put it further, Xu Tonghui and others are the most outstanding in the family's servants, and they are the ones whose family has served the family for generations. Seeds, they were specially granted permission to practice.

   Familiar with affairs is not necessarily familiar with travel.

But things in the world are mostly the same in some aspects. Xu Tonghui played with camping, and it could be seen that it was the first time he had done it, because he had to stop and think about it from time to time, but in general, he acted like a Decent.

   Generally not bad!

   This is already pretty good.

However, it can be seen that this man is very attentive and also a little anxious, especially when he is stuck somewhere and needs to pause for a while. At that time, he often sneaks a quick glance at Xu out of the corner of his eye. Guangling.

  Xu Guangling completely ignored him, as if he didn't see it.

  The camp was set up quickly, and it was similar to the previous life. Naturally, things and parts were very different. However, the tenet of "bunks on the bottom and covers on the top" was exactly the same.

   And then the fire.

  I bring dry food, but the water must be burned.

  Xu Tonghui turned around at random, collected a lot of dead leaves and trees, and then used a small wooden bucket to fetch a bucket of water from the nearby river.

   Not to mention Qingshui City, that is, the entire Annan County, there are many rivers, big rivers and small rivers, crisscrossing the surface, so, a considerable part of the cities in Annan County are named "water".

   Soon after, dinner began.

  Xu Guangling chewed slowly, as if this dry food and hot water were all rich in taste.

   Xu Tonghui was a little bit ignorant. On the one hand, the dry food was not really delicious, but it only accounted for less than 1% of the reason why he didn't know how to eat.

   From time to time, his eyes would sneak at the ground beside Xu Guangling, intentionally or unintentionally.

The paper before    was rolled into a tube and placed there quietly.

   In Xu Tonghui's eyes, it is not paper or painting at all, but a "sacred object".

   He didn't know what was going on. He just saw it once before, and he felt that all his mind was sucked in, and he couldn't take it back until now.

   There was a voice in his heart telling him, silent but resolute, close to hissing: Get it! get it!

   Xu Tonghui finished eating quickly.

   Xu Guangling is still eating slowly, eating slowly, eating slowly.

   To apply Einstein's description of the theory of relativity, the time of this meal, in Xu Tonghui's feelings, is not as long as a hundred years.

   When Xu Guangling put down the bowl and signaled that he was ready to eat, Xu Tonghui simply used the power of thunder and stealing bells to clean up the mess.

   Soon, um, it should be less than ten minutes, he sat down opposite Xu Guangling again, "Master, do you need anything else?"

   he said respectfully.

   "I don't really need anything, Uncle Xu, do you have any?" Xu Guangling said with a smile.

  Xu Tonghui lowered his eyebrows and did not speak, but his eyes were secretly deflected again.

   Xu Guangling didn't tease him much, "Well, I'll leave it to you for the time being."

   And after getting the scroll and unfolding it, Xu Tonghui had nothing else in his mind.

   On the painting paper, the ancient roads are mottled, occupying the entire painting paper from front to end.

  The sky and the earth are vast and integrated with the ancient roads.

  If it was on Earth, if it happened to love ancient Chinese poetry, and if it happened to have read a certain poem, then at this time, a few lines of words would probably pop up in their thoughts.

  I haven't seen the ancients before

   No visitor

   Thinking of the world

   alone but weeping

   Xu Tonghui did not know such words, but at this moment, a sudden and inexplicable vastness filled his heart.

   There is an infinite feeling of the sky and the earth.

  The world is infinite, and I am confused about where to go.

   The next moment, his eyes shifted unconsciously to the top right of the drawing paper, the corner of the ancient road.

   In that corner, a figure was half-kneeling there.

   That's him!

  Xu Tonghui's bewildered and unfounded mind seemed to find a place in an instant, and all of a sudden merged with the figure on the drawing paper.

   Then, he seemed to come to the drawing paper and feel everything depicted on the drawing paper.

   Can't say exactly how it feels.

   Can't tell.

   In short, Xu Tonghui's mind was absorbed there.

   Time passed little by little, from evening to night, and then from night to late night.

   Xu Tonghui had already put down the drawing paper and fell asleep.

   But in the middle of the night, Xu Tonghui woke up suddenly.

   It’s not that he never woke up in the middle of the night, but usually, he was in the family. When he woke up, he would go back to sleep very quickly. If he didn’t sleep, he would be insane.

   At this moment, Xu Tonghui got up quietly, without disturbing Zhuang Mingtang sleeping on the other side of the awning, he walked out of the awning gently.

   On the horizon, a crescent moon hangs low.

  In the night in the wild, the wind blows through the four fields, but it is not too big. On the whole, it is a kind of vast and quiet.

  Xu Tonghui's mind suddenly turned to the painting again, and then he remembered the line of small characters at the bottom of the painting paper, "Fangfang invades the ancient road, clears the dew and spreads the stone steps."

   When he read it before, Xu Tonghui's whole mind was absorbed by the picture. Although he saw the word, he didn't care. Even if he had spare time at that time, he would probably disapprove it.

   There are no flowers around here, where is the fragrance?

   is still far away, and it also invades ancient roads.

   That's fine, the second half of the sentence is even more problematic!

  Clear dew, it is undoubtedly dew, "Manshijie", are you dew or is the river rising?

   Besides, this is the official road, there are only big stones laid out one after another, and there are no stone steps.

   So this line of characters has nothing to do with that picture. At that time, Xu Tonghui's mind was all over the picture, and until the end, he only had a vague impression of this line of characters.

   And that impression was just—

  After drawing the picture, the young master really wrote this line of characters that have nothing to do with the picture.

But at this time, outside the felt tent, in the dark of night, Xu Tonghui was sitting beside the official road. When he was thinking of the painting in his mind, this line of characters suddenly jumped out with a strong attitude, replacing the painting and occupying the place. his mind.

   Yuanfang invades the ancient road.

   Xu Tonghui's nose involuntarily sniffed.

   does have a smell, but it is not the smell of flowers, but the smell of some nearby trees and wild grass.

  Xu Tonghui had never paid attention to these before. In his dozens of life, he did not seem to have paid attention to it. Of course, he had never slept in the wild.

   This is the first night, the first time.

   And at this moment, he suddenly realized that the smell seems to be quite... nice?

  Xu Tonghui's breathing slowed down unconsciously, as if he was afraid of disturbing the smell, and then, the smell that was introduced into the nose really became clearer.

   But, not only in the nose, the smell seems to diffuse through the whole body.

   Yes, it’s just overrun.

  Xu Tonghui's mind was unconsciously drawn from this sentence to the next sentence.

   Qinglu Man Stone Steps.

  The ground was wet, and Xu Tonghui felt that he had been soaked with dew.

   In the gentle breathing, Xu Tonghui's mind and consciousness seemed to be calmed down, almost to a trance, and in the trance, the official way he was sitting seemed to be slowly changing.

   On his left hand, from near to far, the stones are sinking bit by bit, one by one.

   On his right hand, from near to far, the stones rose little by little, piece by piece.

  The paved official road slowly turned into a sky-high...

   Stone steps.

   (end of this chapter)