I really don't want to be a teacher

Around and around, the scene is constantly changing.

"...I have seen frost on the branches, and I have seen showers outside the pavilion."

"...I have seen flowers in spring, and I have heard rain in winter."

"... I once saw women waiting for their husbands to return at the door, and I saw old fathers waiting outside their houses for their sons to return."

"... I have seen people scolding in front of the grave, and I have seen people kowtow in front of the Yamen."

"... I once heard a Taoist boast that the purple air in the courtyard of the high mansion is coming from the east, and I once heard the villagers laugh that there is no god in the Temple of the Earth Mountain."

"... I have seen filial sons cry, and good people laugh."

"... I have seen a wanderer who left home and then returned home, and I have seen a stitch of clothes being sewn tightly and then dropped a needle."

"...I have seen ghosts force people to leave, and I have seen new souls reincarnated."

"... I have seen demons eat people, I have seen gods collect debts, I have seen people evil, and I have seen ghosts be kind."

"...I have seen all kinds of beings in various forms, I have tasted ups and downs, bittersweet, hot and salty, I have heard children cry, old people laugh when they die, mothers talk to their children, and sons talk to their fathers."

"...Ghosts, gods and monsters come and go, and the joys and sorrows fade away..."

The system prompt beeps,

The side scene changes.

At the foot, or winding mountain roads around the mountains, or bustling city streets,

Or a bridge across water, or a road over mountains.

On the side, or, sad and happy, traffickers and pawns passing by, or jumping, flying birds, and animals running away.

In front of you, there is either a busy city in the city or a village in the mountains.

"...One day, you go to one place."

The system sound rang again, then subsided again.

The side scene changes again.

……

Lian Ge stopped again and looked at the scene beside him.

At this moment, Lian Ge was standing on a flat ground on the mountainside, facing the distant mountains.

In the distance, the mountains are rolling and spreading,

Behind him are lofty mountains.

On the side of the body, on both sides are the roads connecting the flat ground on the mountainside under the feet,

On one side, towards the top of the mountain,

On one side, extending towards the foot of the mountain.

Turning his gaze, Lian Ge glanced at the road extending to both sides beside him,

From the flat ground on the mountainside, the road extending upwards,

It is a ladder extending from the mountainside to the top of the mountain.

At the end of the stairs, on the top of the mountain, there is a temple.

The gate of the temple is open,

Through the temple gate, you can see the statues enshrined in the temple.

On the stairs, people are wearing linen clothes, straw sandals, brocade silk, cloth shoes, old or young figures,

Most pious, climb up the stairs,

Holding the incense in his hand, bending his waist, bowing his head, walking forward,

Or kneel down every time you go up a step, kowtow your head, get up again, and go up piously.

It seems that the steps are too long and the mountain is too high. Many people are out of breath when they walk halfway, so they can only go down.

Those who walked into the temple were respectful and burned incense.

Along the steps extending to the top of the mountain, I looked into the temple,

Lian Ge turned his gaze to the other side, heading down the mountain.

From the mountainside, the road stretches all the way to the foot of the mountain,

It is a dirt road that seems to have not been repaired for a long time.

The dirt road is winding and full of potholes,

It seemed that it had rained last night, and the potholes were full of rainwater, and the whole winding dirt road looked extremely muddy.

At the end of the potholed and muddy dirt road, it seems to be connected to the bottom of the mountain. At the foot of the mountain, some houses can be vaguely seen, and there is faint smoke from the houses.

Potholes and muddy dirt roads,

A group of figures are struggling to step on the dirt road, moving their feet,

Or wearing straw sandals, simply holding the straw sandals in your hands, rolling up your trouser legs, stepping on the mud, each foot makes a footprint on the muddy road, bringing up some muddy water,

Or a child wearing new clothes, without worry, or being hugged by his parents and walking forward, giggling, or being led by his parents, struggling to pull his feet stuck in the mud , playing around from time to time, grabbing the wet mud on the ground,

Or wearing long cloth shoes, padding their feet, looking for a dry place on the dirt road, as if they want to avoid some muddy water, but it is inevitable that they still step into the wet mud,

Or regardless, after rolling up the trouser legs, they rushed down the mountain, but stepped into muddy puddles from time to time, splashing waves of muddy water on themselves and others.

Or most of them move their feet carefully and move forward, but in the end they inevitably stagger from time to time, fall down on the muddy ground, or get up with difficulty by themselves, or get up with the help of others.

There are also those who sit in sedan chairs,

People who carry the sedan chair seem to have heavier feet, stepping on the dirt road, leaving footprints on the dirt road,

The sedan chair swayed slightly with the people who carried it,

The people sitting in the sedan chair struggled to put their feet back, and stretched out their hands to pull the curtain in front of the sedan chair, as if they were afraid of getting muddy water on the dirt road.

……

Looking at the two sides, one side goes to the temple on the mountain, and the other side goes to the people's house down the mountain,

Lian Ge looked away again.

In the ear, the system prompt tone subsided, quiet,

It seems that Lian Ge wants to choose one of the two roads on both sides.

Turning his gaze, Lian Ge looked at the two sides again, the road to the temple on the mountain, the road to the people's house down the mountain,

A little smile appeared on his face, and he smiled slightly.

Chapter 786 Thorns

Standing on the mountainside, and then following the stairs to the top of the mountain, I looked at the temple with the door open at the end of the stairs.

In the temple, in front of the god statue, on the altar, there are incense candles in the incense burner, and the smoke from the incense candles permeates the temple.

From time to time, some devout pilgrims knelt on the futon and kowtowed before the altar, praying for different things, and went up to the incense burner with densely packed incense candles, and offered some more incense.

The incense for the offering followed the previous incense, and put it into the incense burner that was almost full of ashes, and then spread it into ashes.

Through the open temple door, Lian Ge looked at the god statue in the temple,

The statue sat behind the altar, its body motionless, whether it was made of gold or clay.

It's just the incense candles burning in the incense burner in front of him, and the fragrance of the incense candles lingering in the temple. Over the years, some smoke and black ash have been smoked on the statue.

Looking at the statue sitting upright, with a smile on his face, motionless, with smoke and black ash on his body.

Lian Ge smiled, turned his gaze back, and then looked at the road to the foot of the mountain.

……

Towards the winding potholed mud road extending to the family at the foot of the mountain,

The childish child who knows no worries, or the old man who bends his waist and moves his feet carefully,

Or people with straw sandals and trousers, stepping on the mud,

Or a person who wants to run faster, falls down in the mud and gets up again,

Parents with children on their backs, children with parents on their arms, old people who support each other,

Turning his gaze again, Lian Ge looked at the person being carried by a sedan chair on the dirt road,

The person sitting in the sedan chair is dragged by the person carrying the sedan chair, it seems that there is no need to step into the muddy and potholed mud road,

However, every time the person carrying the sedan chair stepped heavily on the muddy dirt road, leaving deep footprints,

It is inevitable to bring some muddy water and mud on the ground,

The mud splashed on the flashy sedan chair, and the muddy water soaked the curtain in front of the sedan chair.

……

Turning his gaze back again, Lian Ge smiled.

He didn't want to go either way.

Turning his gaze again, Lian Ge looked in front of him.

In front of you is the outside of the road on both sides,

After passing the flat part of the mountainside at the foot, the forest on this mountain is beyond.

On the edge of the flat place, shrubs and thorns are entwined, and the branches and leaves of old Cangqiu trees are intertwined, which seems to block the way.

Looking at the bushes and thorns outside the flat place, then slightly raised his head, passed the bushes and thorns, and approached the forest,

Farther away, there are rolling hills,

On the mountains, trees are overgrown, and birds soar from time to time.

Among the mountains, in the cols and valleys, it seems that there are still some houses, and some cooking smoke rises upwards.

Looking at the distance in front of him, some smiles appeared on Lian Ge's face.

Turning his gaze back, he looked at the bushes and thorns in front of him that blocked his way.

Since you were walking in this direction when you came here, let's continue walking forward.

Smiling, Lian Ge moved his foot away again.

……

"... blah... blah..."

Walking out of the flat place on the mountainside, Lian Ge walked into the bushes and thorns,

Facing the shrubs, thorns, and intertwined branches and leaves blocking the road, Lian Ge walked forward,

Stretching out his hand, Lian Ge pushed aside the branches and leaves of the bushes blocking the way,

The thorns on the thorns cut Lian Ge's clothes,

On the sleeves, on the trouser legs, and on the body, the clothes were gradually scratched.

He didn't stop, but pushed aside the branches and leaves blocking the road, and trampled on the thorns on the road.

Behind him, among the bushes and thorns, a road paved with branches and leaves gradually appeared.

Pushing aside the branches and leaves, stepping on the thorns, letting the thorns and leaves scratch the clothes on my body,

Gradually moving forward, the clothes on my body are getting ragged,

Further forward,

The wings on the thorns pierced Lian Ge's palm and became sharper. The sharp branches and leaves cut Lian Ge's face and the skin under the ragged clothes.

Drops of blood dripped down the ground along the trouser legs with slits.

Behind him, following Lian Ge's footsteps, on the road paved with branches and leaves, the branches and leaves were gradually stained with drops of blood.

Every step forward, the body is constantly cut by sharp branches and leaves, thorns pierced,