On a rainy night in the chaotic mountains, a stranger is alone in the fire.

Song You was a little tired.

Some images flowed out of my mind uncontrollably.

About half an hour later, it was getting later and later, but the rain had no intention of stopping. Looking at it like this, I don’t know how long it will continue to rain. I wasted a lot of time during my lunch break, so even if it stops raining now, I'm afraid I won't be able to get to the next stop.

"Ah……"

At first, he was still thinking about something. People kept passing by him. He raised his head and met the faces of this era. There was always a wonderful sense of encounter. When he felt sleepy, Song You had no intention of fighting with it. , hugged the luggage, closed his eyes, and fell into a deep sleep.

"The wind stops and the fire rises."

People from the Jianghu community should be spending the night here.

I’m afraid it will rain next——

I talked with Master yesterday, packed my luggage this morning, said goodbye to Master and the old myna in the temple, packed lightly and walked forty miles in half a day, and finally arrived at this famous road.

The cloud is still drifting this way.

Each little person is only as tall as a palm. They are slim and beautiful. They are wearing colorful clothes. They are both male and female. They are playing carefree. But when they reach out and rub their eyes and look carefully, they suddenly realize that , just three or five tits.

A handful of orange-red flames ignited from the wooden branch in his hand, which looked no different from ordinary fire. Song You also only used it as ordinary fire. He lowered the wooden branch and put it into the dry firewood. He stayed still for a moment, and then slowly took out the dry firewood. ignite.

Song You calmly chose a pavilion with a better roof, sat down on the spot, and began to watch the rain.

When we reached the pavilion, the rain had just arrived.

Sometimes I also meet porters.

Walking alone on this journey is destined to be silent.

Before anyone arrived, I heard voices first.

Song You got up, picked up some dry firewood, put it on a pile, and took a branch in his hand.

you do not say--

When I woke up in a daze, I saw a group of little people jumping around among the branches, playing non-stop.

The pattering and crackling make people feel calm.

But where to go?

The world here gradually became moister, all the colors in the mountains became much cleaner, the sound of cicadas also stopped, and the only sound left was the sound of rain on the road in the middle of the mountain.

"There's someone ahead!"

"It's lighting a fire..."

Song You was still sitting, watching the group of people approach.

Newcomer, new book, I am a student, please take care of me!
Chapter completed!