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Chanzhou, located in the south of China. Longbei mountain is a famous scenic spot in Chanzhou. The Longwang temple on it is full of incense every day. Local people often go to the mountain to burn incense and pray for blessing. Some foreign tourists often come here, because the scenery here is rare.

Longbei mountain is surrounded by mountains, green water and green mountains, deep clouds and fog. The middle Longbei mountain, with its arched body slightly selected as an ellipse, looks like a towering back. Therefore, many myths and stories are circulated here, covering the origin of the name of Longbei mountain.

There are temples built on the front of Longbei mountain, which are managed by professional personnel. The second mountain is where the scenic spots are. However, many places are steep because of the steep mountains, deep valleys and steep rocks. Generally, those who come to watch the scenery will only go to the ridge of Longbei mountain and turn back. Only those with excellent exploration spirit will go to the back.

At this moment, on the back of the mountain, on a big stone extending from the ridge, a young man lies lazily. The young man is in rags and has some dirt on his face. He is black and yellow. He is unkempt, and looks like a beggar. However, if you look closely, you can see that his eyes are very strange, sometimes confused, sometimes confused, sometimes clear and sometimes muddy

He lay quietly on the big stone, with a faint smile on his mouth, as if enjoying the wind of the mountain, enjoying the beauty in the paradise, and the mystery surrounded by clouds and fog.

"Tata..." All of a sudden, a few footsteps close to his mouth, let his smile slightly stiff, then slowly put it back, into calm.

"Tower..." A lighter sounded, and then a long breath was heard. He opened his eyes slightly and saw a middle-aged man in a suit and a suit beside him. The middle-aged man had a calm face. Although he was in his forties, he was well maintained and looked like a 30-year-old. If it were not for the beards on his mouth and the vicissitudes in his eyes, no one would think that he was in his forties.

This person's dress is very unusual, it is either rich or expensive. He took a puff of smoke from below, like a cigarette.

Feeling that someone was watching him, the middle-aged man could not help turning his head. He saw that the beggar who was lying there had already sat up. His eyes were curiously looking at him. It was really the cigarette in his hand.

With a faint smile, the middle-aged man took out a special cigarette case from his pocket and handed it up: "little brother, can I have one?"

Looking at the smoke in the middle-aged man's hand, the young man paused, stretched out his dirty hand to take the cigarette. The middle-aged man laughed and lit the fire, and then sat next to the young man, smoking one mouthful at a time. The whole fog of Longbei mountain was as if they had contributed most of the same.

After a long time, the middle-aged man smoked a cigarette, took out an iron box from his body, put it in after stamping out the cigarette end, and then put the iron box beside the youth, and his eyes indicated that he would put in the cigarette end after smoking.

Then he took a deep breath and looked at the mountains which were only covered by fog. He said with a smile: "I come here every year to see Longbei mountain. I feel the scenery is the same every year, but this year I feel the scenery is very different. Maybe one more person to enjoy this year! What's your name, little brother? My name is Yu Suqian. How did you come to the back of the mountain

"Me? What's the name? " When the young man heard this question, he felt his head empty, as if there was no content. He held the cigarette and looked straight at the misty mountains ahead, racking his brains to think about his name. But it was as if his brain, like the strong fog in front of him, covered his eyes and his memory at the same time.

"Ha ha It doesn't matter if I can't remember. Anyway, meeting by chance is fate. " Yu Suqian looked at the young man with a dull look. In addition, he was dressed as a beggar. He became a beggar because of some mental problems. It's a pity that this young man was young and no more than 30 years old!

"Good It seems that someone has called me a name. The name is si Sikong, um What did Sikong do? " The young man thought hard, after a short while, his eyes were bright and said quickly.

"Sikong Banyu, someone called me Sikong Banyu."

"Sikong Banyu?" Yu Suqian was stunned when he heard the speech. This is not the same name as Zhang San Li Si. There are not many people with the same surname as Sikong. However, those named after Banyu are either literate or powerful. How could this little beggar have such a name?

"Brother Sikong Banyu, how did you come here? Where is your home? "

Sikong half language smell speech, eyes full of hesitation color: "home? What is home? "

When Yu Suqian saw this, he couldn't help sighing. He said with a smile: "everyone has a home. We come from home. No matter how far we go, we will go back home. From there we start our life and end our whole life there. This is called falling leaves and returning to roots, so everyone has a home.""Oh..." Sikong nodded in half language: "I don't know. I just feel that I should come here. Then I come. It seems that I have walked a long way. Someone in my head guides me to come here, eh? What is it? Hmmm I can't think of it. "

Yu Suqian laughed. He didn't take the words of Sikong Banyu seriously. The man himself had mental problems. Otherwise, he would not end up as a beggar. Who would take his words seriously?

"If you can't think of it, don't think about it. Just like the Dragon back mountain in front of you, many people want to do it, but no one knows where it comes from." Yu Suqian pointed to the distant mountain and said that his eyes were full of relief, but his mouth was full of smile, but with some incomprehensible bitterness.

After hearing his words, Sikong frowned and asked, "why do you want to be a dragon back mountain? Is this Longbei mountain very good? "

Yu Suqian shook his head with a smile: "it's not because the Longbei mountain is very good, but as a father, Longbei mountain is the real destination of a father."

"Oh..." With a silly smile, Sikong put out his cigarette end and put it into the iron box in front of him.

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