Chapter 26 Chapter 24 Chestnut Wheat Green

In the victory of the West Lake, the water of the lake can be used as medicine, the green mountains can strengthen the spleen, and you can be free in the forest and mang, leaning on the rocks and ravines, so you don’t know how many Shenling balls you can save.But there is nothing outside the heart, and the environment is created by the heart. The victory of the West Lake is also valuable in meeting idlers who have nothing to do. Luqiu Danyi bid farewell to Lin Zhitong and said: "Junior Sister, be careful when you go home. The Geng family in Fujian has lost consecutive battles, and the Tiandihui will also suffer heavy losses. Maybe the Qing army will return to Bamin soon. I don't know who will win and who will lose, but the flames of war are It’s unavoidable. Famine, war, death, plague—it’s been a bloody hell since ancient times. I can no longer show up in Zhangzhou. Since you don’t want to go to the front line with me incognito, I can’t retreat to the rivers and lakes and return to Zhangzhou. Sometimes Missing it is a mistake, there are too many acquaintances there, and everything is inconvenient, so even the master didn't go to see it again."

Lin Zhitong was noncommittal, but said: "The flowers here are very beautiful. Is there a love poem that tells people to look at the flowers slowly?" Luqiu Danyi said: "The flowers on Moshang bloom, but they can return slowly—but success always comes at a price. I am not a traitor grandfather, so I can only be more ruthless than others." Lin Zhitong touched the white horse, and said: "Brother, don't say too much, everyone has his own ambitions. I won't talk about it with Master. From now on, I will also call you the Third Prince Zhu, so as not to accidentally reveal my secrets, and I don't know what kind of turmoil it will cause. You should also pay attention to yourself, what you do looks good, but in fact, you are playing with blood and surprise at every step. Ordinary people have two words of winning and losing, and you only have two ways of winning and dying—if you can , kill less people."

Luqiu Danyi sighed deeply, and said: "Why did I ever want to kill living beings! But, the so-called achievements are actually the derivatives of cruelty." Lin Zhitong traveled south to northern Fujian, and the road was desolate.The last time I saw this place was still full of smoke, and it was a field, but now it is green and grassy.Three hundred miles away, only corpses were seen, but no one left.Only then did Lin Zhitong realize that the banknotes he had collected were useless. Food and water were the only necessities for human life, but he had brought a bag of gold, silver and jewelry from the Grand Master's Mansion in the capital. If he could have a bag of cooking cakes at this time, then This would be heaven.Lin Zhitong felt that she was about to be unable to hold on anymore, no matter how high her kung fu was, she couldn't stop her hunger. Although it was absurd that a generation of heroines would die here, it was really not a big deal.A kind of fear permeated Lin Zhitong's body, Lin Zhitong had never been so afraid before, she became a child again.I thought: If I die, how many people will cry?Dad and mother will definitely cry, but those men are hard to say.

Suddenly seeing a white horse grazing, he quietly took out his dagger.Ma Tong human nature, a long whistle, and fled away.Lin Zhitong couldn't care less about the taboo of no luck that Ferdinand said, and rushed to the front of the horse with a single stroke of the white crane, and swung the dagger to stab the front of the neck. The horse turned quickly, and the knife was stabbed in the buttocks.The horse didn't fight back. It lowered its head, raised it again, and looked back at its owner, with some wet water in its eyes.For a moment, Lin Zhitong thought of Ah Huang whom he had raised before, so he let go and threw away the knife.When I just gritted my teeth and wanted to pick it up, my stomach hurts and I slumped on the ground.The consequences of Ferdinand's talk finally emerged?This wilderness became my last place?

The white horse stuck out its tongue and licked Lin Zhitong who was rolling on the ground, bit a handful of grass and placed it in front of Zhitong.It turned around again, and finally ran away.Lin Zhitong ate the grass, and his body felt better. Lin Zhitong lay on the grass, feeling that the white clouds were getting bigger and bigger.She threw away the gold and silver on her body, and remembered Ferdinand's words, she should have another chance to call the phone, thinking of this, she stood up forcefully.After adjusting my breathing, my stomach still hurts.She understood that this foreign sister's medical skills were excellent, and if she got lucky again, she might be paralyzed on the spot.

Lin Zhitong started to giggle. Originally, she wanted to use these four chances of luck to defeat the four devils in the arena.As a result, it has been used three times, once on the emperor who can't kung fu, once on the deep-fried dough stick hawker who can't kung fu, and once on the horse, and let it run away.It seems that most of people's so-called wishes and ideas are unreliable. I originally thought that this bag of gold and silver would make my parents have enough food and clothing for a lifetime, but now it seems that it may not be realistic.In prosperous times, parents can support themselves by plowing a field, but in troubled times, banknotes are paper and gold is yellow lumps.Most of the wealth that people earn is not needed, just as this wish cannot be fulfilled 90% of the time.

Lin Zhitong began to curse the Geng family.This Geng Jingzhong is really not a good guy, he fights some kind of bird fight well, thinking about his excuse that An Zhishan is on fire, and he blames himself a little bit.I also feel that the Tiandihui is not a good thing in fact. It is just a peaceful life, and it encourages everyone to rebel every day.But the head of the Tiandihui was actually a senior brother, and he only became the head of his own jealousy, so he couldn't help but blame himself.After a while, Lin Zhitong thought that the Qing court was even worse. It needed some people to resist corruption, corruption, and treating people like animals.In this way, right and wrong are completely confused.Lin Zhitong thought to herself, if it weren't for me, they would still be fighting.Sometimes one bunch beats another bunch and all they want is an excuse.

After struggling for a few miles, some inexplicable sounds began to appear in his ears, like a group of dead souls galloping past him in a carriage. Lin Zhitong didn't dare to speak, and lowered his head, he really saw a messy graveyard with all kinds of chaos underneath. There are at least a hundred corpses.Lin Zhiyou couldn't support herself, she staggered a few times and then fell down. She could still hear voices in her ears, but she couldn't speak. After an unknown amount of time, a few drops of rain fell from the sky. Lin Zhitong swallowed the rain with her mouth wriggling, and regained some vitality.At this time, an old man was heard crying bitterly, saying: "My son, you died the most unjustly. I wanted to leave a pensioner to die, but the result is that the white-haired man gave the black-haired man--Qing soldiers, don't you say benevolence and righteousness? Why are we so many villagers who only know how to plan food? Why did you kill so many villagers who only know how to eat when you just regained this place? You said that our village has no integrity and is attached to the Geng bandits, so you slaughtered all 64 people in the village. When Geng Jun came over, he also scolded us for our lack of integrity, and used knives to force the villagers to join the army. The common people don’t know which side to stand on to be upright—my son, this brutal death will also suffer in hell.”

A long man next to him said seriously: "Don't touch the corpse. Just don't worry, the old man, I only need three hundred and thirty-three catties of rice, and I will do Dafa to lure this group of dead souls out of hell, and never let him be bullied by evildoers." The old man said: "Well—please, the Taoist priest. It's only 333 catties of rice, which one still has it now—is it okay for me to pay some banknotes? I will return the Tongbao of the Geng Mansion and the silver notes of the Qing There are a few of them, and they were all used as coffin books." The Taoist chief wondered: "How can this be done? Now in the war-torn area, what is the use of waste paper? Fellow, do you know that I am from the Zhang family in Longhushan. This is an authentic celestial master! If it weren't for Jiangxi, it would also be a battlefield. , there is no food, and the emperor may not give us face if he invites us. You are reluctant to take out three hundred catties of rice-then your son will go to hell, it is decided."

The old man was flustered and flustered, and cried: "The Heavenly Master must help, we can't let the child suffer after death." The Taoist priest snorted coldly, said to the Buddha of Infinite Life, and turned around to leave. The old man was just crying, and the Taoist priest hadn't gone far.Lin Zhitong wanted to stand up, but she lost the strength to speak, but her eyes opened wide. "Amitabha." After a while, another group of monks came, and the great monk said: "My fellow, we are monks from the Putian Shaolin Temple. Do the dead souls here need to be saved? Just donate some food as you like, and you can take your children to the west. Go to the world of bliss.”

The old man looked at the dozen or so bald heads, and said happily, "Eminent monk, how much rice grain do you need to help me save my child?" A great monk said with eyes full of expectation: "Not much, but the person who died suddenly will go to hell, and needs to be in the dojo for 49 days. After July 7, we will leave immediately. Donor, we are from Shaolin Temple. If it wasn't for Zhan Luan, I would never have taken the initiative to be a mage." Before the words fell, the Taoist priest of Longhu Mountain came back again and scolded: "Monk, how can you do this? This Taoist practice field is the most effective. It exorcises demons and catches ghosts. I Zhang Tianshi has been the first for hundreds of years. 1. Besides, this village is poor, so you monks, don’t break the rules of the rivers and lakes.” The great monk replied: "Master Zhang, don't come here without any harm! Do you know that this is Fujian, where the Southern Shaolin is located. You people from Longhushan rush here to find food, and we don't want to catch up. What else do you want to do?" ?” The Taoist priest scolded: "I haven't heard that Zen monks practice things. What they do is also done by Pure Land Buddhism. Your Shaolin is the ancestor of Zen. If you practice like this, you won't be afraid of Bodhidharma's criticism?" The monks were a little ashamed, and quietly picked up the sticks.The great monk said: "Amitabha, what do you Taoists know? Now the temple has already practiced meditation and purification." The Taoist priest said to the old man: "My fellow, please invite my celestial master. The rice only costs thirty-three catties and three taels, and I will give you twelve celestial talismans to ensure that no monsters will come near your house." The great monk said: "My hometown, we are all from Fujian, we are real fellows. If you invite us to Shaolin Temple, we will keep the rituals simple and only do seven days. We will also recite the "Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva's Fundamental Vows Sutra" and give you ten Avalokitesvara images, all of which will be consecrated. " The Taoist priest drew out his sword and scolded: "No, there must be one who comes first - otherwise, don't blame me for being rude." The monks took out their sticks together.The great monk sneered and said, "I don't even know where this is? Is it Guixi, Yingtan, Jiangxi?" The Taoist priest said: "You want to bully the few with more." Suddenly, fire was spit out, and the smoke was huge.After a while, the smoke dissipated, and within a puff of smoke, dozens of Taoist priests came running behind. The great monk said: "Which is tolerable and which is unbearable! You are bullying Shaolin in Fujian." With a wave of his hand, the monk rushed over with a stick, and fought with the Taoist priests from Longhu Mountain.Lin Zhitong was already on the verge of death, seeing this scene, his spirits surged.He actually sat up and watched the two factions fight back and forth. In the beginning, both factions were still a bit airy, probably because they were hungry.After dozens of strokes, some monks began to bleed, and some Taoist priests were trampled on the ground.Lin Zhitong was greatly disappointed, and felt that Nan Shaolin's reputation was hard to live up to.The fight was as ugly as it could be, and finally the great monk and Zhang Tianshi hugged each other.Lin Zhitong was so nauseous that she vomited, only green grass juice came out, thinking that she probably wouldn't survive.The old man said: "Everyone, everyone, please stop, you are all masters, isn't it just a few meals? Monks, Taoists and priests do it together, and we all eat a meal of porridge, is that okay?" Both parties have already reached the point of anger, as long as there is a breath, they will completely forget the original intention of eating.The two sides ignored it, and it turned out that there were some who did not hold weapons.Now it's all about swords and swords. If you don't find a knife, you turn around and find a hoe.Lin Zhitong was bored watching, when suddenly he heard a lion's roar, and the weapons of the two factions flew down in all directions.A hale and hearty old monk flew over the heads of the crowd, his hands were like flowers, and he separated the two factions that were stuck together. Lin Zhitong's eyes lit up, unexpectedly there really was a legendary master!This time, I am afraid that my father and the three masters who taught me kung fu will not be able to do it together.After the old monk stood still, he turned his hands together and said, "Amitabha." The great monk said angrily: "Master Qingji, this group of miscellaneous hairs in Longhu Mountain don't understand the rules." Zhang Tianshi burst into tears, and said: "Master Qingji, you can't bully your fellow martial artists. During the Shenzong period of the Song Dynasty, there was a famine in Henan, and it was Longhushan who sent people to rescue Shaolin Temple." Lin Zhitong thought she had heard it wrong. During the Shenzong period of the Song Dynasty—this kind of favor from hundreds of years ago can still be sold. Monk Qingji ignored the Taoist priests, turned to the great monk and said, "No anger, have you achieved no anger? After starving for two days and breaking the precepts, what is the use of practicing for decades? What is the use of seventy-nine days? Daochang, you are all full, how many grains do you have left? If people have no good thoughts, why should they learn Buddhism?" The great monk bowed his head in silence, and the fierceness just now disappeared. Qing Ji walked up to the old man and said, "Benefactor, how much food do you have left in your family? If you want, you can give a meal of porridge at your convenience, and give these Taoist priests, monks, and that little girl a chance to survive. If you don’t want to, our Shaolin Temple will help you bury these poor people underground, and then leave. As for the salvation of these dead souls, leave it to the poor monk. In fact, there is no need to waste extravagance, whether it is Buddha or Taoism. Recite some scriptures Mantras or incantations are mostly just respect for the dead. As for the theory of hell and rebirth, it is mostly illusory. Even if it is true, if the noble son has never committed evil, he will not go to hell even if he dies; The old man said: "Are you a fake monk? Many monks have come here, and they all say that anyone who dies violently will go to hell." The monk still said angrily: "This is Master Qingji, the presiding officer of Southern Shaolin, you don't know Mount Tai with your eyes." Lin Zhitong thought to herself: So this is Qing Ji, after hearing what Shi Kexi said, seeing his delicate and kind appearance, he immediately fell in love with him.He also heard that he was begging for porridge and included his little girl in it, so he was even more grateful. Qingji said loudly: "Wu'an, you are wrong again! ——Mount Tai is not Mount Tai. Everything is formed, lived, broken, and destroyed. The host is just a false name, and you and I are dust." The old man excitedly said: "Eminent Monk, my son has been working as a farmer at home and has never done anything evil. He suffered a violent death, so he won't go to hell?" Qingji said: "Amitabha, don't worry, the donor will not." The old man said, "Are you sure?" Qing Ji said: "Sure." The old man said: "Everyone, please wait a moment. I'm going to cook the porridge right now, and I would like to ask everyone to recite some spells for the children. This light rain keeps falling, and it flows on the corpses and then falls into the river. Don't cause a plague. At night I Just bury them." Lin Zhitong ate a few bowls of gruel and came back to life.But the abdominal pain was still there, and I couldn't help coughing a few times. Qingji stepped forward and folded his hands together and said, "This female benefactor, was she poisoned by some kind of poison?" Lin Zhitong said: "Grandpa Monk. Someone poisoned and beat my fetus. Then I suffered from abdominal pain." At that time, women generally married early, and everyone didn't think it was different. Qing Ji said: "Amitabha, this person is too vicious, don't you know the karma in the world, killing is the heaviest, and the fetus is also a kind of life. I will help you feel the pulse-it's okay, just rest for a few months, don't move rashly. The poor monk will give you some medicine, and you will be fine." Lin Zhitong said anxiously: "But Grandpa, I can't calm down. I'm a martial arts master, and there are so many bad people in this world. Without luck, it's hard to do without practicing martial arts." The disciples of Shaolin and Longhushan laughed loudly, even Qingji laughed.Wu'an teased, "Come on, little girl who is a martial artist, show everyone a set of punches." All the monks laughed, thinking that all the kung fu masters in the world are actually in this small courtyard. Lin Zhitong was the most unwilling to admit defeat in martial arts, she stood up and made a fist gesture.Not long after getting off the boat, a "Two Tree Pliers Sheep and Horse" naturally appeared, and he used the tricks he made up to use them one by one.Everyone laughed even harder. Wu'an said: "Horse steps have always been Siping horses from ancient times to the present, little girl, you are so weird, the white crane is not like the white crane, and the eight poles are not like the eight poles, what kind of kung fu is it?" Another monk said: "It's called women's boxing. Only women can practice this short bridge and short horse." Zhang Tianshi also shook his head and said: "We have not practiced much martial arts together, but we have fought against the Quanzhen Sect for thousands of years, and we know a little about martial arts. Little girl, you should protect your two ribs with your hands, because the weakest ribs are the weakest. Swing your hands like this In the middle, if the enemy whips the leg, wouldn't the point be lost?" Lin Zhitong cut his hand lightly, indicating that this would protect his ribs.Everyone laughed again, as if not laughing could not show that they were good at kung fu. Qing Ji didn't speak, and after Lin Zhitong finished punching, she suddenly said softly: "Amitabha, this kung fu is very vicious. Miss, come talk to me in the backyard." The monks and Taoists looked at each other, but they didn't dare to question the martial arts Dean's eyes. Qing Ji grabbed Lin Zhitong's hand, and said softly: "Girl, what is your apprenticeship? Is it Shaolin Baihe? ——It's not so ruthless!" Lin Zhitong felt extremely kind when he saw Qingji, and seeing him so knowledgeable, he felt a sense of confidant.He told the whole process of martial arts training: from the origin of family learning to the training of the three masters in the capital, to the compilation of mathematics knowledge combined by himself on the boat, everything was poured out. Monk Qingji nodded and said: "Little girl, you have a talent for martial arts, the key is to dare to think and try. It's just that there are some things that don't work." After all, the old and the young started talking about martial arts behind the old farmer's courtyard.Of course, Lin Zhitong didn't care about such nonsense as apprenticeship rules, and Qingji seemed to have forgotten this awareness.Both of them were immersed in the world of pure martial arts.Lin Zhitong made a dozen mistakes in his moves, dozens of martial arts problems that he didn't understand, and Qing Ji corrected them one by one within two hours.In many cases, there is only a layer of paper between masters and top masters.After ten years of hard work, the only difference is that of a famous teacher. Lin Zhitong felt that she had been completely reborn.Master Qingji was also rarely happy, and drove out the monk Wu'an who walked in several times.Seeing that Lin Zhitong could draw inferences from one instance to another, he nodded and said, "Disciples are easy to get, but spiritual disciples are too difficult. In fact, most people have spirituality when they are babies, but this place has the worst tolerance for cleverness. No matter how many geniuses are confused by this muddled external environment and this Countless rules turned into fools." Only then did Lin Zhitong knelt down and said, "Master! I am now your disciple——Shaolin also accepts female disciples?" Qing Ji said: "I have never accepted it before, but let's accept it today-in fact, disciples or not, they are all just foreign ministers. The poor monk likes you to call me grandpa." Lin Zhitong said happily: "Grandpa, I still have a kung fu that I don't want to understand. It's a pity that I can't be lucky, so I can't use it to show you." Qing Ji put a hand on Lin Zhitong's wrist, Lin Zhitong could only feel a wave of warm and true energy rushing towards her body.Lin Zhitong said: "Grandpa, did you pass on all your skills to me?" Qing Ji smiled and said: "How can there be such a thing in this world? All kung fu needs to be practiced by oneself, and then honed into body consciousness with time. What's the use of things that can be obtained without effort? I just passed on a wave of true energy, Suppress your abdominal poison. You will probably be lucky enough to be a chivalrous hero three times. I will give you a few medicines later, and you will not feel pain if you take it when you have abdominal pain. After three shots, rest for at least two months. Well, now use the kung fu you don't understand." Lin Zhitong was overjoyed, and made Zi Xiaoying out, and was about to read out the mantra, when Qing Ji stopped him and said, "This should be Wudang's lightness kung fu, grandpa is the head of Southern Shaolin. Wudang kung fu has condensed the skills of several generations of Wudang masters." Hard work, Shaolin masters can't read more without permission. Don't read the formulas of this kung fu." Lin Zhitong said: "Anyway, the Wudang sect didn't see it, so you can point it out again——My Wudang master, just give me some money. If he is like this, if he has the opportunity to secretly learn Shaolin's mind, I'm sure he will definitely Will steal." Qing Ji shook his head and said: "If he wants to learn, he can just come here directly, why steal it - how other people do things is other people's business, so how should I do this bad karma! Virtue is a shackle that binds oneself in the first place. , not a stone waving at others. The more people there are, the more attention should be paid.” Lin Zhitong said with some regret: "Then I'm missing a piece of kung fu." Qingji smiled and said: "If you want to boil a pot of water, and halfway through the fire, you find that there is not enough firewood, what should you do?" Lin Zhitong was taken aback, and said, "Hurry up and find firewood, or borrow it?" Qing Ji said: "If there are no trees nearby, there will be no one left or right?" Lin Zhitong thought about it, then shook her head. Qing Ji said: "Why don't you pour out some of the water in the pot?" Lin Zhitong said, "That's right." Qingji said: "Things in the world can't always be as you wish. The moon has its waxing and waning, and people have their ups and downs. Only when you give up can you get something. If you can't get so much, don't give it up, don't be sorry." Lin Zhitong was enlightened, and she suddenly became enlightened, and she asked again: "Then Grandpa, what must be steadfast?" Qingji said: "Just do all good things." Lin Zhitong said, "What is kindness?" Qing Ji said: "It is good to let more people live in peace!" On the second day, the villagers were buried, Shaolin recited scriptures, and the heavenly master recited mantras.Feeling Qing Ji's kindness deeply, the old farmer distributed a lot of rice in the cellar to the two factions, enough food for the dozens of people for three days.Suddenly, people from another village were walking towards the south collectively.The old farmer asked the reason, and the fellow ran and replied: "In the big granary in Zhangzhou, there are Shaolin heroes distributing food. Our whole village wants to go there and ask for a few bites of food." The old farmer said: "I heard that the plague has already broken out there, how can I get there?" The villagers said: "Death from illness is better than starvation. Your family is a rich peasant, so you can go slowly." Lin Zhitong jumped up with joy and said, "Is the one who distributes the food the hero Lin Shanshi? That's my father, my dear father." Qing Ji said: "Since there is a plague there, let's gather enough yams and walk there." There was no words all the way, it was nothing more than parting from life and death. If I saw a lot, I would become numb.As soon as Zhang Tianshi saw the dead person, he went to talk about the business of saving people, but he cheated a lot of food.Lin Zhitong couldn't get used to it, so she asked, "You say you are a celestial master, what proof do you have?" Zhang Tianshi said with a high air: "Little girl, I am a celestial master, and sooner or later the court will bestow me back. If it wasn't for Zhan Luan, would you have the right to see me? If it wasn't for Zhan Luan, I would live no worse than Fanshenhou .” Lin Zhitong said: "Yan Yuqiu, it's the same as you. Both families are liars, one deceives everyone to be slaves alive, and the other deceives everyone to become immortals after death." Zhang Tianshi said angrily: "You are wrong. How can our thousand years of practice be false? You wantonly slander Chinese culture, what do you mean? Do you still have patriotism?" Lin Zhitong said: "Don't put a hat on me. Just tell me, what would you do? How about we have a fight while I still have two shots, and whoever wins will be the celestial master." Zhang Tianshi was furious, but remembering what Master Qingji said a few nights ago, this girl was vicious, and felt that it was not worth the risk.He laughed and said: "A good man doesn't fight with a woman. Besides, I have never heard that fighting determines the master of heaven. This thing depends on the grace of the Supreme Lord. I don't need to explain my way to you. Eat Jinying, drink Bailu, Ru Zidi and Yi Baiyun are nothing to worry about, and if necessary, I know about calling the wind and calling for the rain, and I don’t know about sackcloth physiognomy.” Lin Zhitong said: "Oh, then let God see the sun." Zhang Tianshi said: "It's easy. But it takes a lot of effort and effort, and you have to go to the fairy world to ask for help. How can you accept it casually?" Lin Zhitong said: "Then you can do fortune-telling, right?" Zhang Tianshi said: "Okay, let me calculate your fortune in ten years." Lin Zhitong stretched out her hand and said, "Ten years from now, who knows where you are, who will bother to verify? If you want to count, let's count my father and mother, which one has left first now." Zhang Tianshi was taken aback, he didn't do his homework on this matter, but this little girl dared to say this, obviously she had already left one.He rolled his eyes and said, "Father dies before mother." Lin Zhitong said: "Nonsense, obviously my mother is here." Zhang Tianshi said: "This Tianshi said it. My father died before my mother." Lin Zhitong giggled and said, "I lied to you, my father is also here." Zhang Tianshi said: "Did you see it? The father is alive, and the mother dies first." Lin Zhitong said: "They are both here." Zhang Tianshi felt that this woman was really daring, so he was a little displeased: "I just said the sequence, and I didn't say that they had already left." Lin Zhitong rolled his eyes, took out a few copper coins and said, "Then do the math, will you earn my money today?" Zhang Tianshi hesitated for a while, and said loudly: "Get lost!" In such a noisy way, I finally returned to Zhangzhou.Half of the camellia trees on Fenghuangpo were destroyed by the war, and the grass carp alley was empty.The Jintong Inn is still there, but Mr. Ruan is gone. "You remember crossing the Qingxi Banli Bridge, there is no old red board, and the autumn water is long and there are too few people. It is deserted and clear, and there are only trees and willows left to bend over."