There are large trees planted at the foot of Baigu Mountain in front of her. She doesn't know what kind of tree it is, but the tree is straight, lush, sparse and fresh green, and looks very charming.

In the large woods, wild flowers are everywhere, red, pink, blue and yellow, attracting pink butterflies.

There is a small path in the middle of the flower forest, and you can vaguely see the stone steps climbing, like a passage into the beautiful secret place.

The morning sun shines, warm and quiet.

Looking at this beautiful scenery, Jiang Xiao wished she could have a picture with a few pieces of drawing paper and give her a chair so she could sit here and paint for the whole day!

What Jiang Xiao regrets most in his previous life is that he failed to walk more and see more and enjoy more beautiful scenery with his own eyes.

She can almost be said to be painting behind closed doors.

When she was in school, she was very busy. In addition to having to attend classes, she also had to work to earn tuition. She didn't have that much time to travel and sketch.

After graduation, Deng Qingjiang gave her a heavy task and she stayed in the studio every day.

If she asked to see the scenery and sketch, Deng Qingjiang would find her a bunch of photos, many of which were downloaded and printed from the Internet.

It's ridiculous to think about it now. As an elite student in the Academy of Fine Arts, the scenery she saw the most was actually in photos.

However, the photos can freeze beautiful scenery, but they cannot bring the soul of beautiful scenery at all. It is completely different from what you see with your own eyes.

Therefore, Jiang Xiao always felt that his landscape paintings lacked a kind of spiritual energy in his previous life.

Later, when she became a lonely soul, she saw many beautiful scenery, but at that time she was confused. Even if she saw it, she didn't draw it down, so naturally she had no use.

After recalling this, it is now the first time Jiang Xiao has seen such a natural beauty with his own eyes in his two lives.

When you are in it, you can feel the sunshine, the breeze, the fragrance of flowers, and the singing of birds. How can this be the same as looking at a photo?

Jiang Xiao immediately decided to come here to sketch after she made money and bought painting paper!

Jiang Songhai smiled as she looked around with her eyes wide open, "What's wrong? I, Xiaoxiao, can't walk now?"

"Grandpa, I'm not tired at all!" Jiang Xiao smiled and was in a good mood. "I just didn't expect this to be so beautiful!"

Jiang Songhai didn't have any feelings about these things.

"It's just some flowers and plants, nothing can be used as medicine." He took Jiang Xiao on the small path in the forest.

"Grandpa, isn't there anyone here? Why is there still a way out?"

Only when more people walk on it will become a road.

However, the villagers of Siyang are very taboo about Baigushan. No one will come here except her grandfather. Why is there still a way here?

Hearing Jiang Xiao’s question, Jiang Songhai said: “The people in our village are afraid of Baigu Mountain, but those who served in the army were not afraid of it. Baigu Mountain was a base for a guerrilla team for a while. In the chaotic years, many people who fled from the countryside turned over from Baigu Mountain.”

I see.

"However, at most I just walked halfway up the mountain, and I didn't walk inside even on this side of the village." Jiang Songhai turned around and told Jiang Xiao uneasy, "Xiaoxiao, you have to follow me well and not run around."

He is somewhat sure where he has walked, and Jiang Songhai dared not go in any other place.

He also carried a bamboo basket, which contained two sacks and two small shovels.
Chapter completed!