Jingmen Mountain.

The overlapping peaks are like a screen.

On the treetops at the top of the peaks, there seemed to be colorful clouds hanging one after another.

It looks like we have to climb again for a while.

However, there are countless mountains at Li Ping'an's feet. One more is not too much, and one less is not too many.

Before climbing the mountain, Li Pingan began to re-weave the straw sandals.

The original straw sandals were broken and I probably wouldn't be able to hold on until I climbed halfway up the mountain.

Just then a strong wind blew in the mountains.

Two streams of light, one red and one purple, streaked across the sky.

If you look carefully, you can see two young men walking with swords.

Both of them were wearing blue shirts.

The light color can bring out the extraordinaryness of the two people.

The person on the left has a long sword stuck behind his back, and the red sword spikes are fluttering in the wind.

He was holding a little girl in his hand, whose face was pale with fright, and laughed.

"I'll ask you one last time, are you willing to be my hand warmer?"

The girl was trembling and speechless, "I...I do..."

"It's too late."

The man let go of his hand and the girl fell from the air.

Accompanied by the girl's screams.

Li Ping'an put his arms on the ground and rose into the sky.

He grabbed the girl who fell from the sky and landed lightly on the ground.

"Stop barking."

The girl was still trembling and looked at Li Ping'an in horror.

Zhang Song looked up at the two young men and snorted.

"Where did these two reckless boys come from? Don't they know that there is a no-fly zone over Jingmen Mountain?"

Before he finished speaking, two bright rainbows dropped from mid-air.

Then a ravine more than ten meters long and nearly one meter deep appeared on the ground.

Buried in the ravine were the bodies of two people, the young men who were arrogant in the air just now.

At this moment, they became two corpses that could no longer speak.

Zhang Song glanced at him and said, "He died unjustly. He knew the rules of Jingmen Mountain and still dared to be so arrogant. There must be someone behind it.

It can be seen that his normal behavior is arrogant and domineering, relying on the support of others.

It’s just that this time, I’m afraid their master or family won’t even give a shit.”

Li Ping'an felt the fierce aura and didn't know who could make the move.

Sure enough, it is better to keep a low profile as a person, as these two people are having trouble with each other.

Li Pingan put down the girl in his arms.

The girl is about eleven or twelve years old, with an oval face and two pigtails.

A pair of big eyes, looking sweet and beautiful.

Although she is still childish, her figure is well developed, no less than that of an adult woman.

No wonder one of them asked her to be a hand warmer.

The girl gave Li Pingan a blessing in a decent manner and said, "Thank you, sir."

The color of my little face has not returned yet.

The girl's name is Xiaojun, and she was originally the maid of a young master.

As a result, on the way to Zhenyao Pass with the young master, he was robbed by these two people.

Fortunately, these two were extremely arrogant and received retribution.

And Li Ping'an came to help, and he survived the catastrophe.

.........

Li Pingan asked Xiaojun where he was going next.

Xiaojun said that he was going to Zhenyao Pass to find the young master, and he happened to be on the way with Li Ping'an.

Li Pingan knitted an extra pair of straw sandals.

"These shoes make me not tired when climbing mountains."

Xiaojun took the straw sandals and looked at the Luo brocade satin shoes he was wearing.

Slender feet, paired with exquisite upturned shoes, and they also match the color of the clothes.

Look at these straw sandals again....

After hesitating for a moment, Xiaojun carefully glanced into Li Ping'an's eyes.

I knew he couldn't see, so I didn't wear straw sandals.

But he didn’t throw it away, but hung it around his waist.

Although Li Ping'an noticed it, he didn't say anything.

Just pretend you don't know.

After climbing the mountain for a while, I walked dozens of steps.

Xiaojun felt as if a heavy object was tied to his feet.

There is a heavy feeling with every step I take.

I followed the young master in a luxurious carriage all the way.

Where have you ever climbed such a steep mountain road?

While resting, Xiaojun accidentally touched the straw sandals around his waist.

Then he quickly put on his straw sandals.

After putting on the straw sandals, apart from a slight pinch on the feet, I didn't feel any discomfort.

On the contrary, I feel relieved and there is no need to break in at all.

Climbing up the mountain road was much easier.

Xiaojun said with a smile: "Sir, you are so good at knitting straw sandals, you can even sell them."

But a pair of straw sandals can't change anything.

Most of the time, Xiaojun can only sit on Lao Niu.

The corners of Lao Niu's mouth curled up slightly.

I was used to carrying rough men on my back, but it was hard to carry a little girl on my back, which made her a little shy.

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.........

Jingmen Mountain Top, the top of the solitary peak.

Surrounded by mountains, there are mountains outside the mountains.

There is a waterfall, like a hundred-foot-long jade dragon, soaring straight into the sky and into the abyss.

It's like a road to the sky with steaming clouds and mist.

Looking into the distance, there is an ancient temple deep in the green shade.

Green tiles and red walls are dotted among them.

The ancient Buddhist temple "White Horse Temple"

...

To the east of Baima Temple, there is a "Spring and Autumn Pavilion"

Built against the mountain, it is magnificent.

It is built with green bamboo and backed by a solitary peak.

It is a Taoist temple.

.....
To be continued...