Shan He Biao Li

When Nanshan knelt down, Chu Huan vaguely had a hunch, but when Nanshan really looked up at him, Chu Huan's mind was still "buzzing".

He used to think that the word "heart blooming" was a literary description of how beautiful a person is.

Now he understands, it turns out that this is a realistic description of how a person needs quick relief.

Chu Huan's throat moved a bit, and the whole person shook in place, with poor words.

So he didn't say anything at all, bent down to hold Nanshan's face, and gave him a kiss that was not too cool or technical. He just wanted to kiss this person unconsciously, and when he thought of Nanshan, he was his person immediately. Behind is a crumbling cliff, or a cruel and fashionable end of the world, Chu Huan is all left behind.

A rush of heat came up from Chu Huan's chest, making his eyes a little hot. He felt a little visible, as if he hadn't been in love for a few years, he blinked twice quickly, trying to find his place in a fancy way. In the image of Suo, he showed a somewhat different smile and struggled to make up: "Why didn't you **** my words without saying a word?"

Nanshan turned and pulled him into the small cave.

The facilities of the "Civil Affairs Bureau" of the mountain guards are so rudimentary that the living clerks don't count on it. There is not even a muddy idol. There is still a big white stone in the middle, which is artificially standing there, like a mountain incarnation.

Nanshan: "Put your hands up."

The big white stone may have been born in the water before, smooth and smooth like white jade, with indescribable translucency. When Chu Huan put his hand up, he felt strangely warm.

Before he had time to express surprise, Nanshan suddenly hugged him from behind and raised his hand to cover the back of his hand.

The moment Nanshan pressed his palm up, Chu Huan felt a pulsating sound similar to a heartbeat, and it came from the heart of the stone. Nanshan bowed his head slightly, put his chin on Chu Huan's shoulder, closed his eyes, and looked pious , Silently recite a ceremonial prayer.

After finishing the work, he turned his head and gently bit on Chu Huan's neck. It didn't hurt. Nanshan didn't use force. He carefully rubbed the tender meat between his necks with his teeth, leaving only a row of very shallow there. Tooth prints.

Then Nanshan seemed to be embarrassed, lowered his eyes, and snickered generously.

Chu Huan: "What did you say to it?"

Nanshan shook his head, just smirked, and did not answer.

Chu Huan: "Is this ceremony over?"

Nanshan's eyes reluctantly revolved around the tooth marks on his neck: "What else should there be?"

Chu Huan: "Dongfang."

Nanshan: "What is a cave?"

Chu Huan put his hands in his hands to show that he did n’t move his hands, not a downright hooligan, but his eyes were very unreliable, and his eyes were all placed in a place where they should not be ignored, sweeping around Nanshan naked, bad laugh it out.

Nanshan was seen by him as if all his limbs had grown to be superfluous. I didn't know where to put it. His whole body was flushed up and down and his head was flushed.

When Chu Huan became interested in Nanshan, he occasionally had some peach-colored fantasies, but the fantasies were usually not in-depth. In fact, he never thought about it. One day he would have some communication with a man. When I was, I was too lazy to "communicate" with myself.

But Nan Shanhun had a pure, natural and pollution-free clean body. Chu Huan knew that they were about to leave, and they were about to go to death. They had no time to do anything.

It is said that a research survey shows that a person's happiness index is proportional to how much nonsense he is-then it is probably the happiest period of life in Chu Huan's life, so his mouth is getting cheaper day after day. .

Nanshan's embarrassment made him appreciate for a while, Chu Huan decided to be generous, let him go first, turned his head to find a step down for himself: "The cave room may be too late today, the wine should ... eh?"

Chu Huan didn't expect that he was only halfway down this step, and he was actually removed from the ladder by Nanshan Fudi with a salary.

Chu Huan said half a sentence, and suddenly Nanshan was forced against the big stone by brute force. Nan Shan bowed his head to the place where the tooth mark was bitten on his neck, and a hot sniff sprayed on Chu Huan's skin at once. 'S palm squeezed his side waist, and he picked up the hem of his shirt.

Chu Huan: "..."

This change made people quite caught off guard ... He expressed shock as a serious mature man.

Nanshan is like a male animal eager to confirm his territory. Although it is jerky and unruly, he naturally shows some primitive aggression. He clasped Chu Huan's wrist tightly, as if he still had no sense of security. People are completely imprisoned in their arms. So Nanshan's arm closed and picked up Chu Huan as a whole, leaving his feet dangling, so he could only support it on his own arm.

Chu Huan instinctively reached out and grabbed a huge stone behind him, and hung himself up with his wrist force at any cost. He leaned back slightly, seemingly free to pick a clever angle and slipped out of Nanshan's arms- Actually, it is completely unthinking, it is purely a subconscious action, and it has not yet recovered.

The buttons of his shirt had been pulled apart for the most part, hanging loosely on his body, revealing a large chest, Chu Huan was cold and sweating, and he thought dumbly: "What is the situation?"

Nanshan paused, glancing at Chu Huan's chest, as if a little calm, gently pulling Chu Huan's collar.

He tried his best to calm down his breath, lowered his head, and whispered incoherently: "I ... I'm so happy, a little excited, but I'm going to fall to the ground tomorrow ... I didn't think about anything, really of."

After that, Nanshan quickly glanced at Chu Huan: "Don't be afraid."

Although those eyes were filled with straightforward **, they still seemed very clear for no apparent reason, making Chu Huan feel for a moment that he seemed very nasty no matter how he answered, so he had no choice.

Nanshan tentatively approached, gently touching Chu Huan's face, this time he seemed to show his restraint, and he let go at once, murmured: "I swear in front of Shenshan, you will be me later Yes. "

Chu Huan reluctantly stroked his long hair and slid down the stone: "Is there any wine?"

"Yes." Nanshan finished, turned around and walked out of the cave. After a while, he dug out a jar of wine from where he went, and then found a small bamboo tube inside the cave, and carefully poured a bamboo tube. Put the wine jar back, "Tomorrow is going, this tonight, not much to drink."

The two sat down on the stone, separated by a small bamboo tube with a mouthful of more than a dozen mouths, and each one divided one by one-traditional folk customs pay attention to drinking a glass of wine, but unfortunately there is no way to pay because the place is too simple A cup.

"I didn't know why I was afraid of this place when I was a child," Nanshan said. "Later, I heard the elders say that my grandmother had come to hug me before I started with my dad. Although I don't remember the things, I ’ve always had a bad impression ... Later, when I became the patriarch, I sometimes had to witness the marriage contract for the tribes, and I could n’t quit. There was no way, so I gradually became familiar with this place. This."

Chu Huan: "I have only one adoptive father, no mother, and some people introduced him to women at the beginning, but when people saw him carrying me tow oil bottle, he had no money, and he looked ugly, so no one would like to follow him. , So he played bachelor for most of his life. Until I grew up working, he married an aunt ... but the aunt did n’t have a few years with him, and he died of a serious illness. Fortune telling said he might be Wife. "

Nan Shan took his hand, and Chu Huan suddenly smiled: "But it's quite a coincidence that we are both unaccompanied orphans. It's fine, I will hurt you later."

There was only one bite left in the bamboo tube. Nanshan poured it into his mouth. After thinking about it, he made a half of it and passed it to Chu Huan. The strangely delicious wine from the guardian of the mountain suddenly became sweet, and the aftertaste became very long.

There are so many types of wine, what is white, red, farm-brewed, world-famous, Chu Huan thinks he is about to taste it. Over the years, he drank his tongue numb, and he did n’t drink anything. ... and it wasn't until this time that he knew what the best wine was.

The scent of wine filled his limbs instantly, and he was drunk in one sip.

Drunk Chu Huan found a small piece of charcoal from his pocket, and found a white stone like a board in the cave. While listening to Nanshan ’s rare talkative talk about his childhood, he outlined the smoothness on the stone board. Lines.

He really had some sketching skills. With such a simple tool, he actually sketched a decent Nanshan in two strokes. Then he thought about it and added a self beside him-full of beautification. Moisture and artistic processing.

Nanshan leaned in and asked with some surprise: "Is this me?"

Chu Huan nodded.

Nanshan reached out lovingly and touched the border of the slate: "Who is this next to?"

Chu Huan: "... me."

After he finished speaking, he was silent for a while, and asked, knowingly, "Why not?"

Nanshan, who didn't see it at all, sighed in his heart, but sighed in his heart, but wanted to get used to him, so he uttered a sincere expression against his heart: "... like."

Chu Huan satisfactorily took this extremely sketchy picture together, consciously like a permanently registered wedding photo, and couldn't help admiring his talent.

It's a pity that time can't be exercised at a constant speed. When it's unhappy, it's too long to end, but when it's happy, it's short as a period, so that people haven't had time to see clearly.

This night passed in the blink of an eye.

Early in the morning, the biological clock woke Chu Huan. He found that he was still resting on Nanshan's arm, and Nanshan was not afraid of numb arms.

Before leaving, Chu Huan sorted out his props and found that there was basically nothing to take away except for glasses, short knives, small walnuts that didn't know what to do, and a bow and arrow.

As soon as the two returned to the gatekeeper's cave, they found that everyone seemed to have been waiting there. Xiaofang held the patriarch's scepter to Nanshan with both hands, and at the same time, he bowed his head and expressed his wishes: "Patriarch, I will go too . "

This statement caused a thousand waves, and many young and middle-aged gatekeepers emerged out of the crowd: "Patriarch, I will go too."

Even the blindfolded mountain fumbled out anxiously: "Patriarch, I ..."

He touched the wrong direction in anxiety and was pushed back into the crowd by the elder with his cane on his head.

Xiaofang's eyes were flushed: "The reason why our mountain guards weren't encircled on the top of the mountain to make a tortoise and a tortoise, patriarch, don't you say that even if you die, you can come and see the outside world?

Nanshan was stunned, but he didn't know what to say for a while, but Chu Huan waved his hand: "I haven't heard of anyone who took a honeymoon and brought a group of relatives and friends. What fun do you follow?"

After finishing his speech, he raised his hand to take the dry food in the spring, and met the elder sister's eyes in the spring: "Sister, my barbecue rack is for you. When I come back, don't forget to develop new sauces- —Don’t let Yuan Ping touch. ”

Yuan Ping said eerily behind him: "Can I make it? Elders talk to you."

Chu Huan turned his head and saw Yuan Ping carrying his bow and arrow back, holding a long-handled large knife in his hand, and carrying a suitcase behind him, just to go out the door, and the gatekeepers walked in unison, Ruger 1 With only one eye bandaged and a viper on his shoulder, he glanced at Chu Huan, and when he appeared, he suppressed the noise of the audience very much.

"I'll go with you," Ruger made a decision involuntarily. "It's useless for everyone else to go, just stay."

These words are merciless, and all the reasons for generosity and sorrow are strangled as soon as they are exported, neither the gatekeeper nor the mountain guardian, who dare to advertise themselves as "useful" in the face of Ruger, can only look at them all Shut up.

Chu Huan did not intervene in the affairs of the two families. He followed the goat-faced elder and walked aside. The elder looked at him. The old face, which seemed to be always unhappy, finally loosened. The two left the crowd and walked away. Only then did the elder say: "If the ancestor knew that one day, the life and death fate of our people would have to be charged by an outsider, it would probably be alive, if you regret it now ..."

Chu Huan said lazily: "I am not a white worker."

The elder's beard turned up.

Chu Huan said bluntly: "I'm going to abduct your clan leader. If you're free these days, just cultivate another one."

The elder's eyes twitched, as if to be a harbinger of a beard glaring, Chu Huan was ready to be turned on two occasions, but after waiting for a long time, the elder only looked silently through the muddy old eyes. he.

Chu Huan moved his neck involuntarily-Nanshan's gnawing teeth had long since faded, but he was stared at by the eyes of the elders, and he couldn't help but feel furry.

"Our previous patriarch, the timing and environment are just right, but the people who waited are wrong," the elder said. "This patriarch has better luck than his aunt, but you have come out of season."

Chu Huan: "I didn't think I was out of date."

Instead of feeling untimely, he felt that this was the best time in his life. Even if he died like this, he was begging for benevolence.

But the elder saw something from his spring face, the goat's face was down, he shook his head and said in a deep voice, "That's the next thing I want to tell you, if you think this is the best time in this life Happy days, then I advise you not to fall into the ground. "

Chu Huan was shocked.

Elder: "You have a word called" Sheng Ji will decline "-no one knows what the sinking ground is, where they devoured people, and why they have not escaped for so long, but my family has been here for many years. I have a guess in my heart. "

Chu Huan: "What?"

Elderly: "There are too many powerful people, they are usually not trapped in their own trough, you know?"

Chu Huan was shocked.

The elder looked at him, raised the cane in his hand, stood between the windless and rainless mountains, stretched his eyebrows, and gently tapped the cane head on Chu Huan's forehead, as if he had branded a certain Kind of blessing.

"Go," he said.

"Wait, I have another question." Chu Huan suddenly remembered, "Elder, there is a person, who should be your guardian, male. It seems to be in his forties, tall, with a little deformed fingers ... … "

The elder suddenly opened his eyes and grabbed Chu Huan's shoulder: "Where have you seen him?"

"Dream," Chu Huan said, "Who is he?"

The elder was silent for a while, his crutches gently striking the ground, and his eyebrows rose slightly, showing a kind of sigh of wind candles, and after a while, he said, "That's ... my father."

"His name is Ji Diya, which means 'long thorn'. It is the premier warrior of that generation. He once encountered an eye-eating beast in the wild, and his partner died in that battle. Since then, he It's kind of crazy. "

Chu Huan: "Crazy?"

Elderly: "He lived alone for several years and became more and more crazy. Once the mountain gate turned to this world, he left a note and left, saying that he went to the sinking ground. Since then, no one has See you again. "

Chu Huan: "No audio?"

The elder frowned, carefully recalled for a moment, and then shook his head: "No-yes, I used to go to his yard when I was a kid. When he was crazy, he said a few words to me."

"what?"

"He said,‘ the sinking ground is a consciousness, so that people ca n’t think of anything ’.”

Chu Huan frowned, and broke this sentence in his heart quickly for a long time, and hesitantly asked: "What does that mean?"

Elder: "If the madman, who knows?"

At this time, both the guardian and the gatekeeper seemed to have finished their negotiations, as if to leave. Xiaofang collapsed and knelt down suddenly, cried while holding Nanshan's legs, and Ruger looked indifferent like a ghost Standing on the side with joy and sorrow, Yuan Ping next to him waved his hand away from Chu Huan, to the effect that "have you finished, please hurry up."

Chu Huan could no longer get more information from the elders. He carried the unclear words and walked towards them with a heavy heart.

In the end, four people-Nanshan, Chu Huan, Ruger, Yuan Ping, set foot on the road leading to the unknown dead place.

Yuan Ping looked at the closed mountain gate and couldn't help but ask: "How are we going?"

Nanshan thought for a while: "Go up the mountain, climb over the mountain gate, find a rope ..."

His voice fell, the familiar tremor and "rumbling" sounded, and several people were taken aback. I saw that the closed mountain gate seemed to hear his words, and suddenly he opened it. There is no existence, just a vast haze, as if it is a gateway to another world.

Nanshan lit the patriarch's scepter, and the cold fire lighted up. He lifted it up like a candle and walked at the front.

A rustling footsteps sounded behind him, and Chu Huan turned his head, and saw that the two tribes, regardless of their gender, age, or age, were all standing behind them. Each tribe held a lit bone, and silently watched them leave.

Fireflies little, the mountains are everywhere.

Nanshan: "Let's go."