Love is More than a Word, Chapter 45: Linked in countless ways (9)...

Love is More than a Word《识汝不识丁》Shi Nu Bu Shi Ding
Love is More than a Word, Chapter 45: Linked in countless ways (9)...

It's just after New Year's, and there's still a layer of cold air in the suburban wilderness.


It was a little overcast, not a good time to be trekking.

Tao Mo lifted the car curtain to look at the depressing scene outside where the grass and trees did not grow and whispered, "Where are we going?"

Gu She with black in one hand and white in the other, playing chess to himself, "Mountain."

"What mountain?" Tao Mo remembered that Master Jin had mentioned the nearby mountains, "Lóng Mountain, Yunlin Mountain, and Liguo Mountain?"

Gu She, "Is there a difference?"

Tao Mo thought, "Of the three mountains, Lóng Mountain is the highest, with clouds and mist, but the slopes are dangerous and the road is difficult to travel. Yunlin Mountain is a good place to go and the feng shui is good, so the ancestral graves of the people of Tangyang County are all there, also known as Ten Thousand Ghosts Mountain. The Ghost Mountain Residence is said to be a bald mountain with no scenery."

Gu She: "Then, in your opinion, which mountain should we go to?"

Tao Mo listened to his words and couldn't tell if he really wanted to ask, or if it's just a casual question, and deliberated, "Actually, it's all good. It's a treadmill anyway, which mountain is the same."

"Let's go to Yunlin Mountain!" Gu Xiaojia suddenly shouted from outside.

Tao Mo shrank his shoulders.

Gu She: "Scared of ghosts?"

Tao Mo honestly said, "Scared."

"Something to feel ashamed of?"

Tao Mo hesitated, "Yes, when it counts."

Gu Xiaojia laughed loudly, "Hahaha haha, then be careful, ghosts love to be scapegoats for people who have done something wrong."

Tao Mo looked up, trying to sneak a look at Gu She's face, but found him looking at him.

"You, do you have something to lose?" He asked.

Gu She, "No."

Tao Mo envied, "You're so smart, you must think twice before you do anything. Naturally, you won't do anything to lose heart."

"Losing or not losing has nothing to do with anything if one thinks twice before he acts."

Tao Mo: "If I had thought twice about it, I might not have lost my heart."

"If that thinking twice before one can act can change things it shouldn't be called a loss," Gu She said.

Tao Mo was startled: "What's that called?"

Gu She slowly, "It's called repentance."

Tao Mo sighed softly, leaning against the wall of the car and closing his eyes.

Gu She moved his eyes back to the game of chess and continued to play against himself.

The speed of the carriage gradually stopped until the carriage shook and Gu Xiaojia jumped down from his horse and opened the door, "Young master, we're here."




Tao Mo opened his eyes with hazy wetness. He quickly lowered his head and jumped off the wagon with a crawl.

Gu Xiaojia waited for him to get off and turned to help Gu She.

Tao Mo took the opportunity to quickly wipe the corners of his eyes with his sleeve.

"Young master. It rained a few days ago and the soil on the mountain is still wet, so we might as well sit at the foot of the mountain." Gu Xiaojia said.

Tao Mo looked at the mountain. The mountain is steep and towering, and when you stand looking up at it, your chest feels as if you can't breathe. "Is this the Lóng Mountain?"

Gu Xiaojia laughed as he ties his horse to the trunk of a tree and said, "You really believe we're going to Yunlin Mountain, huh?"

Tao Mo laughed without speaking.

Gu Xiaojia took all the chess tins out of the car, wrapped them in a bundle and carried them on his back, and went back to carrying the stove and tea set.

Gu She looked at it, "No need to bring it."

Gu Xiaojia: "Without a teapot, how does the gentleman drink?"

Gu She: "There is a stream on the mountain."

Gu Xiaojia: "It's cold and gloomy, and that water is frozen."

Tao Mo: "We can find firewood in the mountains to boil water."

Gu Xiaojia thought, "Then I'll only bring the teapot and teacups."

Gu She: "There's no need to bring a chessboard."

Gu Xiaojia: "But didn't the gentleman want to play chess?"

Tao Mo: "That's simple too. We'll just draw squares on the floor and use the stones as chess pieces."

Gu skimmed his lips, "That's easy for you to say."

Tao Mo was busy answering, "Why don't I share something for you."

When Gu Xiaojia saw that Gu She was already up the hill along the trail, he threw his things at the wagon and ran straight up the hill with the tea set.

Tao Mo asked aloud behind him, "What about this wagon?"

Gu Xiaojia didn't turn around and said, "Don't worry. Within a radius of hundreds of miles in Tangyang County, no one dares to touch the Young master's things."

Tao Mo stumbled, thinking: what if people from hundreds of miles away from Tangyang County pass by? The things in that car are all treasures, so there's no guarantee that the others won't be motivated by money. But if he dares to do so, he must have the confidence to do so, right? His thoughts turned twice and he left it at that.

The trail is narrow, rugged, and slippery.

Tao Mo fell twice in a row taking a few steps, and there were mud marks all over his chest and buttocks. Gu Xiaojia, who was gloating over seeing him stumble, also fell down. After that, the line of three walked in silence.

When they get to the hillside, they see a hayloft-like pavilion.

There are two wooden boards placed to the left and right of the pavilion, but no sonnet on them.

Tao Mo wondered, "Why is there no sonnet?"

Gu Xiaojia said, "If my family's Young master doesn't write, who would dare to?"

Tao Mo: "Then why didn't Mr. Gu write?"

Gu Xiaojia added, "Is such a shabby pavilion worthy of my son's inscription on it?"

Tao Mo: "Then wouldn't this pavilion have no sonnets?"

Gu Xiaojia: "This is called: the gentleman gives way for modesty, who dares to compete first."




"That's a bit overbearing, isn't it?" Tao Mo whispered extremely quietly.

Gu Xiaojia listened and glared at him, "Who said my family Young master is overbearing? My family's Young master never said that no one was not allowed to inscribe this pavilion, nor did he ever say that he would inscribe it. Obviously, they are just ashamed of themselves and don't dare to sell it in front of my family Young master."

Tao Mo is busy compensating.

Gu She suddenly turned back from the pavilion and asked, "What do you think would be a good inscription for this pavilion?"

Tao Mo panicked and waved his hand, "This, I don't understand."

Gu Xiaojia was surprised: "Young master, you really want to inscribe this pavilion?"

Gu She: "There's nothing wrong with that."

Gu Xiaojia: "Even if you write, it might be stolen in a couple of days."

Gu She, "If I write no one will be stealing."

Gu Xiaojia silently glanced at Tao Mo, who was standing by the side and still somewhat bewildered, put the tea set down on the small square table in the pavilion, and turned his head looking for firewood to go.

Gu She, "What do you think to write?"

Tao Mo thought to himself, "Why don't we just write Mo Road Pavilion."

"Mo Road Pavilion? Mo Dao stops...” Gu She smiled and said, “Very well."

Tao Mo: "Too bad I didn't bring a pen and ink."

Gu She, "No harm is done." He then took out a small knife from his bosom, removed one of the boards, and wrote down across it: three words of Mo Road Pavilion.

Tao Mo can't read and write, but you can tell it's good by looking at the iron painting and silver hooks carved by his knife, which seems strong and powerful.

“Very well." He gave his praise.

Gu Xiaojia held some gathered firewood and sneered, "What can you tell is very well?"

Tao Mo's face turned red.

Gu She a faint glance at him.

Gu Xiaojia cringed, not daring to say it again, and ran over to read the word Gu She. "Mo Road Pavilion, good name."

Gu She: "Tao Mo started it."

Gu Xiaojia was surprised, "Huh. It's hard to think of a decent name for you too."

Tao Mo shyly said, "It's Mr. Gu who started it."

Gu She looked in a daze.

"Didn't Mr. Gu say if he writes no one will be stealing it? I think not that someone doesnt want to steal it is that there is no one to sell it to."

Gu Xiaojia turned to mumble wordlessly to build a fire.

Tao Mo looked puzzled as he looked at the corner of Gu She's mouth, "What's wrong?"

Gu She leaned over and wrote two small characters next to the word "Mo Road Pavilion", then inscribed the inscription.

Tao Mo tilted his head to follow his knife and pronounced word for word, "Gu She Liu?"

"Nope. My word." Gu She held up his knife and said, "Gu Xian-Zhi."

"Gu Xian-Zhi" Tao Mo vaguely felt familiar with the name and didn't have to repeat it several times over and over again.

"Okay." Gu Xiaojia clapped his hands and stood up, "I'll fetch water."

Tao Mo wiggled his way to a small stick, then drew a grid on the floor.

Since the chessboard has nineteen vertical and nineteen horizontal squares, he drew the horizontal only to discover that if he wanted to draw the vertical middle bar he had to walk into the board. "Uh.”...

Gu She had been waiting, and now silently handed him a long stick of wood.

Tao Mo blushed brightly and took the wooden stick and continued to draw.




When he finished painting the grid, it was just as Gu Xiaojia came back from fetching water. He held the teapot looking at the fire and suddenly looked at Tao Mo depressed, "How do I carry the teapot on the fire?"

Tao Mo said in an amused tone, "Have you tried carrying it on the head?"

If he could, Gu Xiaojia really wanted to pounce on him and punch him hard.





~ Love is More than A Word ~







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