Chapter 432, Yu Wan's Return (VI)

After lunch, I remembered that this sister usually has the habit of taking a nap.

Lu An asked her: "Sister Yu, you didn't sleep well last night, do you want to make up for it?"

Didn't sleep well?

Why didn't you sleep well?

Yu Wanzhi looked at him strangely for a few times, then shook his head, "No, I'm quite excited now, let's go buy a map and walk around."

To be honest, Lu An was not sleepy, so he agreed to this idea.

After buying a map, the two of them studied the attractions of Nanyue Mountain together, and then discussed going to Mojingtai in the afternoon, and getting up early tomorrow morning to climb the highest peak of the 72 peaks of Nanyue - Zhurong Peak.

There are two places that you must visit when you come to Nanyue Mountain.

The first is the Nanyue Temple, which is a place for pilgrimage. No matter who comes, they go here first, and after the pilgrimage, they think about going to other places.

The second place you must go is Zhurong Peak.

If you come to Nanyue and don't go to Zhurong Peak, it's a bit like going to Beijing but not climbing the Great Wall. There will be a sense of missing out.

Since there was still time to prepare for climbing Zhurong Peak in the evening, the two put away the map and rushed to the Mojingtai without stopping.

Unlike entering the Nanyue Temple, he brought a paintbrush and a notebook this time to record the inspiration along the way.

As early as when he was in Jinling, he wanted to come here to continue his dream in his previous life and paint Nanyue Mountain. He always had a hunch that he had to come to Nanyue this time, and there was something waiting for him.

If he hadn't happened to go to Beijing to attend the 100th anniversary commemoration exhibition of the great man in October last year, he might have come here at that time.

Mojingtai is located on the middle line of Hengshan Mountain. After buying a ticket from Longtan Gate, there are many Buddhist relics or temples in this area.

According to legend, this is the relic left by Dayu when he controlled the flood.

In the Tang Dynasty, Huairang, the seventh ancestor of Nanchan, once fought with Daoyi, a monk of the Northern School, here to grind bricks to make mirrors. In the end, he subdued Daoyi and let the latter convert to the Southern School.

As a reborn person, Lu An, who had been to Nanyue several times, showed his profound knowledge. He acted as a guide along the way, stopping and starting to give guidance to this girl.

Listening to his humorous and non-repetitive words, Yu Wanzhi looked at him with brighter and brighter eyes, and a question echoed in her mind: How can a little man in his 20s be so knowledgeable?

His super high talent for painting is already very mysterious, and it is still a mystery until now. She and Uncle Chen have never understood why he is so outstanding from a poor and remote place?

Why is he so outstanding?

A few years ago, she secretly sent someone to investigate whether Lu An had ever come into contact with any masters? The two often got together to discuss countless times, but in the end, nothing came of it, and they had to attribute it all to talent.

It was attributed to the super talent of "born to know", the kind that God chased and fed him.

Finally, the talent for painting was forced to be accepted, and then this little man was a demon again, singing and composing, which really caught her off guard and made her feel incredible.

Well, she really likes to listen to his songs, and even more likes his storytelling voice. In order not to let his hobbies be buried, and to let herself hear his new songs as soon as possible, she set up a music studio for him on a whim.

The result is not enough. He travels and writes about life. He can easily talk about ancient myths and folk legends. He talks freely and his professionalism is comparable to that of a tour guide. I really have to sigh and admire him.

Yu Wanzhi stared at his profile silently, and suddenly an idea came to his mind: slice this little man and study it.

Talking and laughing, hurrying and hurrying, the two finally arrived at the mirror grinding table.

Yu Wanzhi found that as soon as he arrived at the mirror grinding table, Lu An, who had been chattering like a university scholar before, shut up instantly and became quiet instantly.

He was standing on a high place, just looking forward steadily, with a serious expression on his face, silent, and occasionally frowning and thinking about Xiao Xu.

Yu Wanzhi understood that this little man must have suddenly hit inspiration and seemed to have realized something, so he did not dare to disturb him, and quietly stepped back a few steps, trying not to let his figure appear in his sight.

Seeing Miss Yu so cautious, Lu Qing and the others who were following behind not far away were even more discerning. After looking at each other for a while, the three women dispersed and did not let other tourists get close.

It was afternoon at this time, and the sun from the west shone obliquely on Lu An's delicate porcelain-like side face, as if a colorful halo was born. Combined with his innate artistic style, it formed an indescribable unique temperament for a while, and there was an indescribable charm in Yu Wanzhi's eyes.

It must be said that this little man's appearance is really good, no wonder he is so popular with girls, and then her thoughts drifted to the scenes of him crawling on her and asking for it unscrupulously in the past. He is experienced, sophisticated, and especially good at flirting.

She thought she was a relatively indifferent person, otherwise she would not think about men even though she was almost 30 years old. But when she met him, she changed and almost didn't recognize herself.

Under his mouth and hands, her body was soft and boneless, extremely sensitive, and the forbidden pleasure often made her feel difficult to talk about, but she missed it very much afterwards, and she couldn't help but think of it. He was really her nemesis.

Seeing Miss Yu looking at Mr. Lu with a gentle and fascinated look, the three women sighed at the same time: There is really a thing that can defeat another thing, Miss Yu is completely defeated.

If it was a few years ago, if someone told them that Yu Wanzhi would fall in love with a country boy who was 9 years younger, the three women would never believe it.

But now, they not only believe it, but also think it is not impossible for Miss Yu to do more extreme things in the future.

What is more extreme?

In their opinion, it is to snatch people, to fight for Mr. Lu, and to clear obstacles, such as Huang Ting, Meng Qingshui, Ye Run and other girls.

Then Lu Qing thought of Meng Qingchi, and her eyes wandered around Lu An and Yu Wanzhi for a few times. She rubbed her temple unconsciously. Miss Yu might be able to clear the other girls, but it would be difficult to clear Meng Qingchi.

This difficulty is not ordinary.

She often follows Lu An, and from his words, deeds and behavior, she can draw a conclusion that Mr. Lu treats Meng Qingchi differently from other girls.

As for the specific difference, Lu Qing, a novice in emotions, can't explain it clearly for a while, but a woman's intuition tells her that it is different.

Mingjingtai is a trapezoidal ring, which is a bit like the ancient Roman Colosseum. There is a cluster of protruding green pines and cypresses in front of the sight. At this time, a group of birds happened to fly over the setting sun. The messy but orderly flying picture was so vivid and beautiful in Luan's eyes.

Following the birds around the green pines and cypresses three times, Luan took out the quick drawing brush and notebook prepared in advance, and sat cross-legged to draw sketches without caring about the remaining snow and dead branches and leaves on the ground.

Luan likes to play with life on weekdays. He doesn't take many things too seriously, but once he does something, he is more focused and devoted than everyone else. He didn't look up and down to sketch like ordinary painters, but kept his head down to draw quickly.

Because at his level, painting is no longer about copying lifelike, but more about the fleeting vividness, natural harmony and artistic conception. He has achieved the highest state of painting in the heart without painting in the eyes.

Some tourists came one after another later. They were very curious about what the young man was painting? They wanted to come over to watch, but they were politely stopped by Lu Qing and others, which made everyone more curious. While they were looking sideways, many people recorded this scene with cameras.

Of course, many young men were very cold to Lu An at first, but after seeing Yu Wanzhi's true face, they were immediately shocked. In the amazement, they quickly forgot about Lu An and the mirror grinding table, and their minds were full of this stunning face.

Lu An stayed for more than half an hour and drew three sketches in one breath, presenting three sketches from different angles, which touched Yu Wanzhi who was watching quietly behind.

The two came together and were almost in the same position, but the little man could perceive the extraordinary in the ordinary, and this keenness made her feel ashamed.

She liked the group of flying birds in the light and shadow very much. Each bird had a different shape and wings, as if they had traveled through time and space. She was particularly looking forward to the effect presented by oil painting.

Yu Wanzhi didn't dare to interrupt him until he finished the last stroke. She said softly, "The ground is cold, get up first."

It would have been fine if he hadn't mentioned it. Once he mentioned it, he felt his butt was wet. He sat for half an hour and the snow melted. How could it not be wet?

Lu An patted his butt, stood up and grinned, "How is the painting?"

Yu Wanzhi said, "It's still your usual style, combining time and space together, very mysterious."

Staring at the sketch, she added, "I like the flying birds in the interlaced light and shadow, which is very imaginative."

"Sister Yu has a sharp eye."

To be honest, when he first saw that scene, he was very shocked. The green pines and cypresses stood upright in the slanting sunlight. The dislocation and the illusory picture were very similar to some shots in science fiction movies, which instantly enriched his heart.

Yu Wanzhi watched for a while again, then put the three sketches into his bag like treasures, and asked: "The sun is about to set, should we continue to visit or go back?"

"No, I have gained something today, I can't be too greedy." Lu An decisively stopped when he saw the good.

The reason for making this decision is that he has got the inspiration he wanted today, and this trip is worth it. He is afraid that if he stays here for a long time, he will gradually lose the sense of freshness, resulting in a lack of imagination and a great discount in the oil painting effect later, which will not be worth the loss.

"Okay." Yu Wanzhi's own painting skills are not bad, and now he has almost put all his thoughts on him. He almost guessed his thoughts and immediately turned around and returned the same way.

When he came, Lu An was full of fun, and his profound knowledge made Yu Wanzhi brilliant. When he went back, he basically kept silent, and his mind was full of the pictures just now, as if he had changed into a different person.

But Yu Wanzhi not only did not love such a little man, but admired him more. She liked his focused charm.

After returning to the ancient town of Nanyue, Lu An went straight into the hostel room, ignoring the people around him and the outside world. He set up the easel, laid out the canvas, and began to mix the paint and paint.

Fortunately, Yu Wanzhi did not forget his original intention and remembered the purpose of this trip. He prepared these things before coming, so Lu An did not need to find them separately. He just picked them up and used them.

Watching him mix the paint, Yu Wanzhi looked up for a while, then pulled open the screen in the middle of the room, and asked Tang Xi to buy two brighter light bulbs.

She didn't care whether the hostel owner was willing or not, Tang Xi would take care of these trivial matters.

That night, Lu An was painting all the time, and Yu Wanzhi accompanied him quietly until noon the next day.

After lunch, Lu An took a bath and slept until dark.

In his dream, he was a little satisfied and regretful.

Satisfied that he had just painted a masterpiece.

Unfortunately, the feeling of lack I had before coming to Nanyue is still there, and today's "Mirror Grinding Table" does not seem to be the kind of inspiration I am looking for.

In other words, this painting is not the painting that I have been looking for, and my trip to Nanyue is not complete.

Yu Guanzhi stood in front of the easel for about 20 minutes before returning to the bed. Well, there was no bed, just a bunk bed. She took off her clothes, lay down slowly, covered herself with a quilt, and prepared to fall asleep.

It's just that she was very sleepy, but she couldn't fall asleep. She closed her eyes for a long time, then opened her eyes and looked at the ceiling aimlessly for a while. Finally, she turned sideways unconsciously, and her eyes converged like stars, and gradually merged. On the face of the little man beside me.

At a certain moment, she suddenly hated herself for being 9 years older than him, hating that I was not born before you were born, and that I was already old after you were born.

At a certain moment, she had strong emotions and wanted to drive away all the women around him, have him alone, and not allow him to be intimate with anyone else.

But when he thought about his character, when he thought about the woman who was deeply rooted in his heart, when he thought about everything since the two met, and when he thought about the need for an open vision in painting, Yu Guanzhi did not want to imprison him in a cage because of his own selfish desires. Tunnel put these miscellaneous thoughts together again.

At noon, her mind wandered, and she considered a lot, weighed a lot, but when she looked back carefully, she seemed to have thought of nothing and made no determination, so she just fell asleep.

After 6 o'clock in the evening, when the sky outside fell into dusk again, Lu An and Yu Guanzhi woke up one after another, as if they were connected. They were stunned for a few seconds at the same time, and turned to look at each other.

Their eyes met for a moment, and then they looked at each other and smiled. Lu An asked, "Are you hungry?"

Yu Guanzhi said: "Yeah."

Luan asked: "What do you want to eat?"

Yu Guanzhi said: "I want to eat bamboo tube rice, bacon and tofu."

Lu An smiled and said: "You are really good at choosing. These are Nanyue's special dishes. Come on, I will treat you to eat them now."

"good."

This seemingly ordinary conversation was actually the life that Yu Wanzhi wanted and longed for most in the past.

She felt that she was about to fall in love, and that her life was no longer a walking corpse. Every word and every look in her eyes was so colorful and surprising.

After leaving the hostel, the two went out to eat bamboo rice, bacon and tofu. Then, with their solid bellies, they bought military coats, anti-ski boots and plush hats in preparation for climbing Zhurong Peak tomorrow morning. prepare for.

Of course, buying these clothes is just incidental. Shopping, sightseeing, buying souvenirs and eating various snacks are the theme of tonight.

When passing by a stall selling Jade Buddha, I saw this girl looking at a Tathagata Jade Buddha tablet several times. Lu An didn't waste any time, bought it immediately and gave it to her.

Yu Guanzhi looked around and said, "Put it on for me."

"ah?"

Lu An yelled, surprised and asked: "No, this thing only costs 5 yuan. Are you sure you want to wear this?"

Yu Guanzhi smiled knowingly and leaned forward a little towards him. His movements said everything.

Seeing this, Lu An was speechless, no longer pretentious, and put the Jade Buddha on her neck regardless of the dozens of pairs of watching eyes around her.

I didn't even bother to ask her if she liked it?

It is really!

In fact, this thing is too cheap and not worthy of her.

Yu Guanzhi was very happy. He lowered his head and looked at it for a while, and finally asked, "Does it look good?"

Lu An said: "It looks good, but I don't think it's because of the Jade Buddha. Even if you tie a dog's tail grass around your neck, it will definitely have a different flavor."

Yu Guanzhi laughed and said, "Are you praising me or disparaging me?"

Lu An took a step closer and whispered: "I particularly like Wanzhi's braised pork. Do you think I am praising it? Or derogating it?"

What is braised pork? It must be fat or lean to make braised pork. Where can it be found on the human body?

uh-huh!

Yu Guanzhi glanced at him with a strange look, and then walked forward gracefully, ignoring the bad guy.

The Buddha amulet seemed to open a door, and then the two started buying and selling. Lu An remembered the requests of his uncle and his cousins, and bought erhu, flute and bamboo flute one after another.

Yu Guanzhi asked: "Do you know these?"

Luan said: "Yes, but I won't buy it for myself."

He explained.

Hearing this, Yu Guanzhi also picked two flutes and said, "I know some flutes too. Let's give them a try when we have time."

Luan said.

This night, the two people were in high spirits and walked around for a long time. They went out after 6 o'clock and did not return to the hostel until around 12 o'clock in the morning.

After a brief wash, the two began to sleep.

Just when she lay down, Yu Guanzhi found that her right eyelid kept twitching. She didn't pay much attention to it at first, thinking it was due to fatigue, so she closed her eyes to rest.

But after being woken up by the bunk across the aisle at about three o'clock in the night, she noticed that her right eye started to jump again. This time she thought about it for a long time, and later she couldn't help but ask softly:

"Luann, are you awake?"

"Well, I'm awake. Sister Yu was also awakened?"

Yu Guanzhi turned sideways and asked him, "In your custom, if the left eyelid twitches, does it indicate wealth or disaster?"

Lu An replied without thinking: "The left eyelid will make money, and the right eyelid will cause disaster."

Then he asked: "Sister Yu, is your left eyelid twitching?"

Considering that the two of them were going to climb Zhurong Peak in one hour, accidents would inevitably happen in this icy and snowy environment. She was silent for a while and then told the truth:

"It's the right eyelid. It jumped many times before falling asleep, and now it jumps again when I wake up."

Luan was stunned.

He realized belatedly that the girl didn’t ask him what was wrong with his right eyelid twitching right away because she wanted to hear his true feelings and was afraid that he would think of something to comfort her.

He also thought that climbing Zhurong Peak might be dangerous, so he asked tentatively: "Why don't we go to Zhurong Peak?"

Yu Wanzhi didn't object or insist, but asked: "I remember you said in the summer vacation that you believe in fate. Do you still believe it now?"

Lu An hesitated for a moment. It was not easy to change his mind immediately after only half a year, so he nodded: "I believe it."

Yu Wanzhi said softly: "If it is a blessing, it is not a disaster. If it is a disaster, it cannot be avoided. Since good luck and misfortune are part of fate, it must be unavoidable."

After speaking, without waiting for his reply, she added: "Let's go to Nanyue Temple to tell a fortune tomorrow morning. If it is a holy hexagram, we will go. If it is a yin hexagram or a yang hexagram, we will talk about it next time."

Lu An thought this was a good idea, and he had always had an idea in his heart that he should go to Zhurong Peak. The sense of loss that he was worried about in his previous life might be made up for on Zhurong Peak.

Perhaps, he can break through himself again and paint masterpieces like "Eternity", "Untitled" and "State of Mind" again.

But he cherishes his life very much. He is really afraid of death after finally living a new life. Therefore, "fighting poison with poison" is the best. If the right eyelid twitches, it will automatically break if the Holy Emperor is fortune-telling smoothly.

If the Holy Emperor is fortune-telling unsuccessfully, then he will definitely not go. Whoever goes is stupid.

In fact, Yu Wanzhi is quite confused. She doesn't have the idea of ​​climbing Zhurong Peak, and she is not so persistent. It's just that she has been entangled in her heart for many years. She has always been half-believing and half-doubting about "fate" and trying to find an opportunity to verify it.

However, she doesn't want to affect Lu An in this verification.

Because this little man is a ray of light in her life, she can't bear to let him go, so she told him the truth.

Go?

Or not?

Give him the right to decide.

On the topic of "fate", the two of them lost all sleepiness. They didn't sleep anymore and spent the time chatting.

Around 4:30, the two got up, bought tickets to enter the Nanyue Temple again, and asked the Nanyue Bodhisattva about today's situation.

The result was that no matter whether it was Lu An, Yu Wanzhi, or Lu Qing and the other three girls, they all got holy hexagrams.

Lu An was afraid of his own skills, so he deliberately did not tell fortunes and let Yu Wanzhi tell the hexagrams, but the five hexagrams were very smooth, and the hexagrams showed that the group was not in danger.

Lu An asked: "Sister Yu, are you going?"

Yu Wanzhi turned to look at the three girls.

Before leaving, Lu Qing had already known about this and said coolly: "I have inquired, and there is almost no danger in walking to Zhurong Peak. There are thousands of people climbing every morning. This morning should be no exception."

As soon as these words came out, the attitude of the three girls was clear, and they did not believe in these things at all.

Lu An smiled, looked at Yu Wanzhi and said, "Then let's set off now, so as not to waste time."

Yu Wanzhi said yes warmly.

Nanyue Temple is about 9.1 kilometers away from Zhurong Peak. If you walk purely, you will break your legs. The group first followed the crowd and took a shuttle bus before starting to climb.

As Lu Qing said, countless people go to Zhurong Peak every morning, and this morning is no exception. Looking at the endless stream of pilgrims and listening to the conversations, Lu An and Yu Wanzhi hid the previous "haze" in their hearts and began to walk and take pictures lively.

Especially the rime on the hillside, it was really amazing, so that Yu Wanzhi, who wanted to try his "life", temporarily put this "haze" behind his mind and smiled all the time.

Looking at Miss Yu's happy look, Lu Qing privately sighed to the two women: Miss Yu smiled more today than in the past 8 years combined.

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One more thing, March is not a declaration of superstition, otherwise it would not be arranged into the disrespectful plot of "breaking the precepts" before the Nanyue Temple.

The reason for writing like this is just to revolve around a "fate", otherwise Yu Wanzhi can't be reasonably included in the harem.

Originally, I wanted to update this chapter with 12,000 words, but because I was hospitalized yesterday afternoon, the doctor ordered a series of examinations today, so I delayed the time. This is March's broken promise. This chapter does not write what everyone wants to see.

I apologize to the big guys here.

There are about 2 to 3 chapters in this round of the plot, all of which are big chapters. It's time to wrap up. The plot will definitely not be soft when it comes to this. It's just that at the same time, the characters in the story must be sublimated, otherwise Yu Wanzhi's identity will not be reasonably closed.

In addition, there is no water in the front, including folding chairs, flutes and flutes, etc. These are all plot arrangements and are all used.