"You must remember the best scenery of the year, the most orange, yellow, and green." Autumn is the best season of the year. After the development of spring and the ripening of summer, autumn has reached the time to harvest.

After calculating the time, Ye Zhiran took the township government's car to the train station to pick up Huang Yuwen. On the way, she remembered that when she met Huang Yuwen on the shore of the lake in Chengzhong, she carried a huge painting board on her back and her shoulder strap tightened her thin clothes, making her look more charming. Ye Zhiran couldn't help but feel curious. She was walking by the train so far, was she also carrying a painting board on her back?

"Ye Zhiran, here." After getting off the train, Huang Yuwen first saw Ye Zhiran coming to pick up the train and greeted him with her hands.

Ye Zhiran saw her wearing a beige dress and a big bag beside her feet. Because of her graceful waving posture, she attracted many gazes on the platform. He hurried forward quickly and smiled and said, "Yuwen, is the road going smoothly?"

Huang Yuwen smiled and nodded. Her nodded gave a human-cultural and quiet feeling.

Ye Zhiran knew that she didn't like to speak, and didn't care. He picked up the big bag at her feet and asked in surprise: "It's very heavy, Yuwen, what are you pretending."

"Painting tools and food." Huang Yuwen smiled slightly and said, "Dad bought me a new painting tool, and the painting board can be folded. I like it very much, so I brought it."

Ye Zhiran looked at her petite body and said with care: "It's quite hard for you to run around and paint." While speaking, he bent down and picked up his bag.

"But it is also very fun. It is so pleasant to use a pen to draw the beautiful scenery you see in your eyes and become an eternal picture." She followed his steps out of the station and answered his pity.

"If you often go to sketching, it's better to have a book boy." Ye Zhiran smiled.

"So I'll call you." Huang Yuwen pursed her lips and smiled.

The driver saw them approaching and went out of the car door to open the suitcase. At first glance, the female companion beside Ye Zhiran was not only beautiful, but also had an indescribable sense of rebirth. He accidentally kicked his foot on the stone on the side of the road and rushed forward two steps, almost falling.

"Xiao Shen, what's wrong?" Ye Zhiran asked the driver in surprise.

"Zheng Ye, I'm fine, I accidentally kicked the stone." Xiao Shen replied, opened his suitcase, took the bag from Ye Zhiran and put it in. He felt dizzy and sighed: "Zheng Ye is really shocking! Last time he brought a girl with a beautiful appearance in Changjia County, which caused a sensation. This time he brought a beautiful girl here. Although she looked different, she had her own good looks, and she looked like a fairy descending to earth, which was not enough to admire her."

"Go to the West Mountain." After getting on the car, Ye Zhiran ordered. The car drove straight to the West Mountain.

After getting off the car, Ye Zhiran took out his backpack and asked the driver to go back first, so there was no need to wait.

Xiao Shen waited until he could not see them before driving back to the hometown government. Along the way, he was still recalling the scene where their backs passed through the small bridge at the foot of the West Mountain, like a pair of fairy couples, slowly disappearing between the green trees. Seeing the beautiful woman who was beautiful around Ye Zhiran, he had no jealousy for Ye Zhiran. Such a beauty was already a blessing in sight, so how dare he have other thoughts.

"Ye Zhiran, the western mountain is very quiet, I like this kind of environment." After going up the mountain, Huang Yuwen gently pulled the hem of the skirt with her hand, making the skirt a little further away from the ground, and said with her head up.

Ye Zhiran smiled and said, "The West Mountain is not only quiet, but also beautiful. It is autumn now. There is a small maple forest next to Donglin Temple. The leaves should be red. They complement each other with the Donglin Temple with yellow walls and tiles. In the eyes of the painter, it is probably different from others."

"Is that so? That's really worth the trip." Huang Yuwen said excitedly with the same brilliance in her eyes.

Seeing that she speeded up, Ye Zhiran hurriedly said, "Go slowly, don't worry."

"Who told you that the scenery ahead is more beautiful, so I can't resist the eagerness to watch." Huang Yuwen looked back at him.

"Do you know there are many allusions in Donglin Temple?" Ye Zhiran asked casually because she was afraid that she would walk too quickly.

"I heard from the teacher that I have told you a lot, and I also know the stories of Monk Kude and Yu."

The story of Yu was told at the home of the painter Zhu Zhaoxi. When Huang Yuwen was shocked when he heard the lover of Zhu, he was also present.

After turning out of this mountain road, I saw the waterfalls on the hillside and the streams formed by the waterfalls. Huang Yuwen clapped and shouted, "It's so beautiful! The valley is quiet and the stream is gurgling."

Seeing her inner joy, Ye Zhiran felt better without any distractions. He said, "Did you see Donglin Temple? On the right."

Huang Yuwen turned her gaze to the right, and after seeing Donglin Temple, she clapped her hands and shouted, "Is there a maple tree next to her? Sure enough, the red leaves and yellow walls are all natural." After that, she walked a few steps and headed towards Donglin Temple.

Ye Zhiran said, "It's a pity that he didn't bring a camera, so he couldn't take this lens." Seeing this scene, he remembered Nian Yue and wanted to take a photo of it for her to enjoy the next time he went to J-U.

"What camera do I want? My eyes are the camera, and paper is the photos." Huang Yuwen said proudly.

"Yes, why did I forget that there was a beautiful painter around me?"

Huang Yuwen listened to his praise and smiled.

When he arrived at the entrance of Donglin Temple, Huang Yuwen couldn't bear to see a maple leaf in her eyes and said, "Ye Zhiran, I'll go to the small maple forest first to take a look. I'll step on the leaves under my feet. That feeling must be very good."

Without waiting for Ye Zhiran to agree, she walked over. After taking two steps, she suddenly looked back and smiled: "Ye Zhiran, your name is really interesting. Isn't the leaves burning red? The color is the same as the maple leaves. Otherwise, I will call you 'Maple Zhiran' in the future?"

Ye Zhiran smiled and said, "The name is originally a code name, you can do whatever you want." Then, he watched the joyful and joyful Huang Yuwen step by step into the woods.

Less than a minute, Ye Zhiran suddenly heard Huang Yuwen screaming in horror: "Ah!"

The screams were particularly terrifying. He couldn't help but jumped in his heart, threw down the bag in his hand and rushed up, running and asked, "Yuwen, what's wrong?"

"There is a snake!" Huang Yuwen's scream was filled with a clear cry.

When Ye Zhiran rushed to her, he saw a gray snake wandering from her feet. He knew at a glance that this was the most venomous viper in the local area, commonly known as "five-step snake". It means that he would fall if he bites him within five steps. This snake is very venomous. When he was in middle school, there was a text called "Snake Catcher's Say", which refers to this kind of snake. Vipers are very small. Judging from the appearance of the snake just now, it is an adult viper.

"Have you bitten?" Ye Zhiran asked anxiously.

"Bite it, on the feet." Huang Yuwen still cried with a horror in her voice.

Ye Zhiran hurriedly bent down and helped her take off her stockings. Sure enough, she saw a clear bite mark on the ankle on her left foot, and the two red bleeding points were particularly shocking.

Ye Zhiran hurriedly called out, "Don't move." He tied the stockings that had taken off her feet tightly to her calves, then leaned down and said, "Come on, I'll carry you."

Huang Yuwen didn't care about being shy and leaned over to his back. Ye Zhiran stood up and ran to Donglin Temple. When he entered the temple gate, he shouted: "Monkey Kude, Master Kude, come quickly."

Ku De rushed over after hearing the news. Seeing Ye Zhiran coming in with a big beauty on his back with an anxious face, he chanted the Buddha and asked, "Donald Ye, what's wrong?"

Ye Zhiran said, "She was bitten by a viper, hurry up and get clean water."

Kude hurriedly said, "Okay, carry her into the wing room."

After entering the wing room, Ye Zhiran put Huang Yuwen on the table, helped her sit down, and comforted her: "Yuwen, don't worry."

He turned to Monk Kude and said, "Master, you need a knife, fire and clear water, and release the poison from the wound first."

Monk Kude lived in the local area for decades and knew very well about the toxicity of vipers. He understood what Ye Zhiran wanted to do and hurriedly asked the monk to prepare things.

After everything was ready, Ye Zhiran said to Huang Yuwen softly: "Yuwen, don't be afraid. I will first cut the wound and release the poisonous blood. It will hurt. You can bear it."

After Ye Zhiran arrived to treat her urgently, Huang Yuwen lost her initial fear. She looked at Ye Zhiran and nodded, and looked at him as nervous and anxious, for some reason, she felt a little relieved.

Ye Zhiran roasted the blade on the fire until it changed color. When it cooled slightly, he made a cruel decision and grabbed her ankle tightly with his left hand, and cut a deeper hole with his right hand.

Huang Yuwen's feet were so painful that she couldn't help but shrink back, but he grabbed it and couldn't shrink back. She couldn't help but scream in pain.

Ye Zhiran hurriedly comforted her: "Don't be afraid, okay." After saying that, he squeezed out poisonous blood from the upper and lower parts of the wound with both hands. When the dark brown blood gradually turned red, he took clean water to clean her wound. After washing it a few times, he looked up and said to Huang Yuwen: "Yuwen, I sucked out a few mouthfuls of poisonous blood with my mouth, don't be afraid."

Huang Yuwen looked at him lowered her head, opened her mouth and gently bit her wound, and then sucked hard. She keenly felt his hot lips on the painful wound, and when he sucked blood hard, his whole lips were pressed against her calves. A hot, numb and itchy feeling hit her heart from her calves. She noticed that her chest was jumping up "bang", and her face was flushed with shame.

Ye Zhiran sucked out a few mouthfuls of blood and said to Monk Kude: "Master, please send someone to the foot of the mountain to call a taxi, let the car park at the foot of the mountain. I will carry her down the mountain, so hurry up."

Monk Kude hurriedly ordered the young monk to go down the mountain to call a taxi.

Ye Zhiran also quickly carried Huang Yuwen and walked out of the temple gate. The little monk was still looking back at them. Looking at the clever and beautiful Huang Yuwen, his body was lying on Ye Zhiran's back. The little monk pretended to be serious and asked, "Amitabha, donor, why don't you let me carry her? You go down the mountain to call a taxi?"

Ye Zhiran glared at him angrily and shouted, "Little monk, hurry up and call a taxi, don't waste time."
Chapter completed!