Chapter 160 [Roast Chicken in Fox Valley]
The distance from Xianqi Cliff to Yunzhongshan Mountain Temple is very short, especially if the plank road is newly built, even if you don't use the "shortest path down the mountain method", you can walk there quickly.
Few people have used the newly made plank road. It trembles in the mountain wind, but it is actually very strong.
He had found a suitable location before and planned to open a hole halfway up the cliff, but he had only carved a groove and hadn't started chiseling yet.
Moreover, if the hole is drilled, it is necessary to consider the situation of replacing the plank road with a ladder in the future, and reserve enough space.
The size of the water pool at the foot of the mountain has stabilized, and the surrounding area has become lush and lush after more than a year.
The water pool still has no name, and the turtles in it lived very happily in this cloud mountain, and their statures are generally bigger. Except that Fang Chang ate a turtle a few days ago, their numbers haven't changed for the time being.
The formation composed of several small trees is still in operation, and it is becoming more and more solid.
Moisturized by the aura, the few young trees newly planted at the beginning of the year also became tall and strong, but the leaves turned slightly yellow as autumn approached.
But compared to the surroundings, the leaves of these few trees that serve as the base of the formation turn yellow much later than other surrounding trees. Maybe in a few years, they will also be evergreen all year round.
The formation creates a treacherous and thick mist, which not only blocks the cliff path, but also discourages ordinary people from the outside world.
From the bottom of the cliff to the east, you only need to climb a few hills to reach the hillside where the mountain temple is located.
It was autumn again, and the mountain scenery along the way was the same as last year at this time, red and yellow interlaced, very gorgeous in the sun.
The autumn rain just fell a few days ago, and the water in the mountains has also risen a lot, and the sound of splashing is loud.
Some of the small animals began to eat a lot to fatten up, and some began to store food in their small dens to prepare for the winter. Even if there were many of them, they could find something to eat in winter, but animals also had a sense of crisis.
Walking in the roadless mountains, Fang Chang saw that the eagle on the edge of the Xianqi cliff was hunting for food.
It flapped its wings in the air, gliding after a rabbit, then folded its wings and swooped down—and crashed into a rock.
It seemed that its head was very hard, even though it made a loud noise, it still quickly got up and flew into the sky.
Looking at the gray rabbit that was still fleeing, it jumped down again.
This time it didn't hit a rock, but it didn't catch the rabbit either. Instead, it directly hit another monster. After being beaten up, it lost several feathers before escaping.
"Oh, this idiot is really stupid and reckless."
Fang Chang secretly shook his head and sighed.
He tightened the package on his back and continued to move forward.
The mountain temple has changed quite a lot. In just a few years, the path in front of it has been trampled wide and solid.
When he arrived at the place, Fang Chang also found that there were ordinary people packing up their offerings after offering sacrifices. The attire should be pedestrians on the official road outside. Since the mountain temple became famous, passers-by often come here alone or in groups, praying for blessings and safety .
But he didn't bother, but silently activated the effect of "why meet each other before", walked directly beside the man, performed a spell in front of the mountain temple to say hello, and entered Zhangshan Shendong mansion.
"Mr. Fang, please sit down."
Seeing the arrival of Fang Chang, the mountain god Zhang Chun was very happy. He hurried to make tea, and brought a plate of fried chestnuts with sugar: "This is freshly made, and it is still warm."
Thanks Fang Chang, he pinched a few and peeled them open to eat. They were really sweet and fragrant.
Bringing the tea bowl, Zhang Shanshen sat next to him, looked at the green cloth package behind Fang Chang, and said, "Sir, are you going to go down the mountain? It seems that you don't plan to go back to the cliff today. I just received a letter from the flat-headed bat. Thinking that you came to our place just a short while later, it is really fast."
"Well, people in the mountains and fields are alone, so naturally they can leave as soon as they say it. After all, it doesn't make any difference whether it's earlier or later."
Fang Chang smiled, and then he tasted the tea, and found that the tea leaves that the mountain god Zhang Chun used to entertain him were grown on the fairy cliffs, and he made it himself in the spring, and gave some to the mountain god Zhang as a gift before.
But it's normal, the tea from the mountain god here is still the best kind from Xianqi Cliff, which is much better than the other ordinary teas in his hands, so it's normal to use it for entertaining guests.
After chatting for a few words, the mountain god suggested: "Mr. Fang, why don't you rush to find Hu Yun, how about we talk about two rounds?"
"good."
Fang Chang nodded, this Zhang Shanshen is very obsessed with Yi Yi, presumably because when he was studying the game record, he had a new idea and wanted to try it with his chess friend Fang Chang.
They got up together, carrying a teapot and chestnuts, and came to the outside of the mountain temple, beside the big stone under the pines and cypresses. There is a vertical and horizontal chessboard on it, which Fang Chang carried over after carving it.
This fight lasted until noon.
Fang Chang still won by a narrow margin.
Both of them felt that their interests had been satisfied, and the mountain god dropped the chess piece, looked at the sky and said, "It's getting late, let's go to Fox Valley together, don't miss the sir's business."
"good."
Not far to the northwest of the mountain temple is Fox Valley.
Inside, the top of the hillside is full of tall and luxuriant green pines, the grass below is dense, and the valley is very dry, which is very livable for animals, but only foxes live here, and other species dare not approach.
Zhang Chun paused on his crutches, and shouted loudly, "Is my nephew Hu Yun here?"
After a few breaths, the voice of the fox demon Hu Yun came out of the valley: "God Zhangshan, please come in! Please forgive me for being far away."
Before the voice fell, a fiery red figure rushed out, turned into a boy at Taniguchi, came out and saluted the two: "Mr. Fang is here, please come in quickly."
When I went inside, I found that the fox was roasting a chicken.
There is a bonfire, which is being cleared, in a deep pit, burning blazingly, with four wooden sticks crossed on the left and right, and a beam is supported. On the beam, there is a plucked and cleaned chicken, which is roasting and emitting oil.
I don't know how Hu Yun turned over the fire and put chicken on the fire with his unformed posture just now.
Zhang Shanshen asked: "How is my nephew recently?"
"Very good. Since I came back from Xianqi Cliff last time, I have packed my luggage and have been waiting." Hu Yun replied, and then he looked at the package behind Fang Chang, and asked: "Sir, is this the preparation?" Set off?"
"Yes, I'm planning to go down the mountain, and I came here to find you according to the agreement." Fang Chang said with a smile, "Since you're ready, it's great. Today, come down the mountain with me."
"Excellent! Thank you sir."
The little fox wanted to jump up and down happily, but stopped abruptly, glanced at the fire next to him, and began to invite Fang Chang and Zhang Shanshen to eat chicken together.
The three of them each tore a piece and chewed.
The pheasant meat was very fresh and tender, but the fox didn't have any seasoning, and the craftsmanship was average. Fang Chang pulled out a small bamboo tube containing salt from the package, and sprinkled some on each person, which made it even more delicious.
When Fang Chang took off the gourd to drink water, he looked to the side.
The old fox Hu Feng did not leave a tomb after his death.
Although it is autumn, the hillside where Hu Feng is buried is still full of flowers and the lawn is soft. For the foxes, it is a very beautiful place.