Li Qinian was sleepy. There was a stupid cat squatting on her head. She didn't think about it, so she slapped it:

"Come down."

Seven jumped flexibly and jumped on Jiang Wang's shoulder, but refused to go to the ground.

The monitor laughed:

"It should have rained on the xumiao mountain these two days. The mountain road is a little muddy. There are water droplets on the surrounding grass and leaves. The cat should love to be clean..."

"Meow ~"

Seven howled at the monitor.

Li Qinian: "......"

Why did she choose this pretentious, delicate cat that is good for nothing but beauty?

The monitor began to greet the students:

"Students, xumiao mountain is divided into roads and paths. The paths are more difficult to walk. There are steep ground everywhere, but the scenery is more beautiful than the roads. Which one do you want to take?"

"Path!"

"I also choose the path!"

The students were in high spirits. Most of them chose the path without thinking about it.

"OK, that's the path!"

The monitor took the lead, and Li Qinian and Jiang Wang walked next to him.

Before coming, the monitor told everyone that xumiao mountain is surrounded by fog all year round. When they got here, they found that this was not a lie.

At the foot of xumiao mountain, there is a winding fog, but the fog is thin, but it covers the surrounding plants with a layer of gauze, which looks like a hazy beauty.

Several girls in the class took the camera and took some beautiful pictures. At this time, the morning sun also showed its head. The light shone on the mist, reflecting a hazy Napoli yellow, adding beauty.

"Brother Wang, brother Qi, have you been here before?"

The monitor didn't know when he came to Jiang Wang and Li Qinian.

Li Qinian was holding a prominent mountain wall to step up. When she heard the question of the monitor, she paused, then stopped, turned to see the monitor and shook her head:

"I haven't been here. What's the matter?"

"Oh, the monitor actually wants to say some rumors he knows, doesn't he?"

A man around him joked, glanced at the monitor and slapped Li Qinian on the shoulder with a smile:

"You don't know the monitor. You like popular science best."

Li Qinian became interested: "coincidentally, I like listening to these gossip."

The monitor is eager for someone to listen to him boast:

"Cough... It is said that there is a temple on the xumiao mountain, called Fanjing temple, which is said to have a history of hundreds of years."

The monitor paused for a moment, and Li Qinian replied carelessly:

"Don't temples have a history of hundreds of years?"

The monitor paused:

"This has been uncovered. The most important thing is that their temple has few incense and few monks. That's how they have preserved the temple."

Li Qinian was not interested. She did not know when she changed her position. She put her elbow on a stone and looked at the monitor with her chin

"Over? That's it?"

Monitor: "

He felt as if he had been offended, but he didn't say.

"I thought it was a story of Liaozhai type. Monitor, you really are."

Li Qinian shook his hand, turned over and continued to walk up.

Monitor: "??"

Is his ability to tell stories so bad?

When the students behind him passed the monitor, they mercifully patted him on the shoulder and didn't forget to mend the knife:

"Monitor, this story is really boring."

Monitor: "......"