death of mountain god

Chen Yuan spent a lot of energy, but he didn't explain clearly what was going on inside and outside the village.She finally gave up and waved her hand: "It's not important."

"There are two Pingya villages here, one is what people without tickets see, the other is where you are now, this is the intersection of the two spaces, right next door to you, a monster stayed here not long ago, He's going up the mountain to find something."

Zhou Li hummed, even if the rabbit started to talk about quantum mechanics in the next second, he would laugh it off. Monsters are monsters.He took out that fancy tin candy box again, flipped off his fingernails, and dropped a mint candy out with a snap.

"Aren't you curious about what he's looking for?" Chen Yuan, the child has grown up like a human being, with a long, thin cigarette between his index finger and middle finger. layer of silver moiré paper.

The minute hand on the dial hadn’t finished a circle, and the kid clamoring for a poke ball backpack had already crossed his legs like a flower bud that bloomed in an instant, Zhou Li shook his head: “I’m not curious about this, I’m thinking, you clearly You are still in Qingyang City, how do you know that there are monsters staying next door?"

Chen Yuan took out a large mirror from nowhere. The surface was polished brightly without any fingerprints. She pointed to the person in the mirror, and the person in the mirror pointed to her: "Did you see it? There are three people in it, the leftmost It’s me, I can even speak the dialect here, you mean, my memory has gone wrong, this hotel is not mine, and these books are not written by me, do you think I can believe it?”

That's why he couldn't figure it out, could it be that monsters without tickets would be caught in to play role-playing?But the evil beast is no longer a monster, and she can't be restrained without a fight.

Shen Yuntan stared at the flickering candle in the mirror, stretched out his finger and pressed it, but his finger was blocked by the mirror, and he could never touch the "image".

Chen Yuan narrowed his eyes: "That should be an untouchable virtual image, but this is not an ordinary mirror, you only need a little medium, and you can..."

She hangs her finger on the outer flame of the candle. There used to be a game of courage, where she quickly passed her finger through the flame. As long as the speed is fast enough, nothing will happen. Zhou Li checked the time, she stayed for a full minute, took After coming out, the fingers were intact, without any trace of burns.

Chen Yuan picked up the light and delicate cigarette again, and stretched it straight into the mirror. Unexpectedly, she was not blocked. She passed through the mirror without a sound, like piercing through the frozen water. The hand and the smoke continued to move towards the candle in the mirror.

"How could this be?" Zhou Li put his hand close to the flame, testing the temperature, "That's right, this fire is indeed fire, and that means there is something wrong with your fingers."

Chen Yuan ignored him and lit a cigarette with the fire in the mirror. A wisp of twisted blue smoke floated up and out of the mirror. She took a deep breath deftly, dusted the table, and put the cigarette on the On the edge of the table: "My fingers are fine. Have you ever seen a monster-shaped figure that is different from a human being? All kinds of tests in the hospital can't find any signs of inhumanity."

"The problem is my mirror." She reached out again, trying to take out the candlestick in the mirror, but the moment she just touched it, the mirror shattered unexpectedly, and her fingers touched the wall behind the mirror.

Zhou Li asked: "Did you do it on purpose?"

"Yes, there is something wrong with this mirror, it should not be placed any longer, so I will explain it to you." Chen Yuan nonchalantly picked up the pieces and threw them into the trash can, "There is no common sense to follow here, there are two orders At the point of intersection, chaos is bound to ensue.”

Shen Yuntan asked: "I remember, you just said that the old man next door..."

Chen Yuan's eyes moved: "He went to find Jinwu."

Golden Crow?Oh, the Golden Crow where only one out of ten brothers survived, but isn't that a legend?Most of the legends are hard to distinguish, some are well-founded, some are illusory, such as the Golden Crow, if there is a Golden Crow, then what is the sun above the head now?

"Isn't the Golden Crow the sun? Is he Kuafu?" Zhou Li laughed.

"Of course not. He is the mountain god of Pingya Mountain. What he is looking for is not the Golden Crow itself, but a feather it left behind."

As soon as the word "Feather" was uttered, things became more complicated. Zhou Li lowered his eyes and continued to analyze her words.

"As for whether the Golden Crow is the sun, I guess it is not, but it is so worshiped by the monsters... Forget it, anyway, this matter is very strange, as long as you understand that the Golden Crow's feathers are very important to him."

Zhou Li suddenly raised his hand to signal: "Excuse me, you just said that the old man is a monster, and you said that he is actually a mountain god, what's going on?"

"He is a monster now, because Pingya Mountain has long existed in name only, otherwise he would not be able to enter through tickets." Chen Yuan suddenly remembered something, "By the way, let me tell you about Pingya Mountain."

"A group of monsters lived in that place a long time ago. They built an altar to sacrifice to heaven. The main character in the sacrifice song is not the sky, but this... They called Jinwu a 'divine bird'. They said it was a song, but it was actually a play. , the two monsters with good acting skills bowed to each other, put on costumes and started babbling and singing lines."

This drama is about the heavy snow blocking the mountains and making them isolated from the world. In order to survive, they can only pray for the protection of the divine bird. One day, a big tree grew out of nowhere in the center of the Temple of Heaven, and there were ten branches outside the main trunk. A divine bird was wounded and fell down a tree trunk. The simple and kind monsters in the mountains sacrificed themselves to save it, and the divine bird flew up again. Bless the whole mountain, and communicate with the world.

Chen Yuan stopped talking at this point: "Do you think this monster is also quite ignorant?"

You say yes.Zhou Li nodded: "How did the mountain disappear? Are the feathers gone?"

"The rest is my guess. In fact, the real function of the bird's feathers is not a blessing, but some other power. When it is on the mountain, it acts on the entire mountain, but when it is down the mountain, it can only act on one person—— The one holding it."

"According to the fate of Pingya Mountain, the feathers must be gone. Under the protection of the feathers, they have maintained their false grandeur for a long time. Once they lose it, the consequences will only be more disastrous under the eyes of the other ghosts who are staring at them."

I don’t know if Black is listening, Zhou Li took a look outside, he sat on the bed, closed his eyes, so that his fingers can feel the uneven writing on the white paper more sensitively, his nerve endings are more sensitive than ordinary people, So, facing the rising flames under his feet, how did he survive?

Blake heard it, but instead of being happy with revenge, he fell into indelible sorrow. He didn't know who to blame. Everyone decided on the sacrifice through some unknown method, and then treated him well. Is "Good" False?Don't you have the slightest trace of true feelings?Obviously impossible.They're bound to cry when he disappears, but what about when they find out it was a hoax?

Just as the authenticity of ancient legends has long been unclear, the taste of this past has changed in his mouth. In the ears of the audience, this is a murder that has been planned for many years. The child was tortured like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered , reborn by God's favor, but is this necessarily true?

There are many poisonous snakes on the mountain. They are inherently sinister. In the Western Garden of Eden, they are demons who instigate human beings to make mistakes. On Pingya Mountain, they are conscious, but unable to transform.The snake is very smart, he didn't take part in the meeting that decided Black's fate, but the snake guessed it and told him.

Chen Yuan continued unhurriedly: "The person who took the feather must have planned well, but he didn't necessarily know that he would die without the feather mountain."

After the words fell, everyone's eyes immediately focused on Black.

Zhou Li asked: "Why must someone take it away on purpose?"

The candlelight swayed wildly, making the shadow on Chen Yuan's face fluctuate: "Feather has no legs, so is it possible that he will recognize the owner by himself? To recognize the owner should also be to recognize the original owner."

What he said was quite reasonable, Zhou Li's heart moved, he avoided Chen Yuan's sight and shook his head slightly towards Black, paused and asked again: "When we came here, we saw that the lights were on in your place, what about the others... ...What about the other demons?"

Chen Yuan sighed: "You are all going up the mountain, don't your tickets also lead to Xinshan, the old mountain is dead, everyone walks, scattered, there are a few who are not reconciled, hid here, pretending to be something Nothing happened."

Shen Yuntan asked: "Why don't you leave?"

"I've been here all the time." Chen Yuan looked around the entire yard, "I planted that tree and that gourd shelf with my own hands. Besides, there's everything here, so why did you leave?"

Shen Yuntan hummed, and said intentionally or unintentionally: "Then, have you heard of black beasts?"

Chen Yuan changed back to the familiar long-eared rabbit, but the voice was still the girl in the cheongsam: "I am."

In the silence, Zhou Li's upper and lower eyelids began to fight. He secretly thought it was not good, it was just a day of tossing, and his own physique would not cause him to be sleepy so early. Before falling asleep, he stared at the cigarette that was about to burn out, and squeezed it unwillingly. holding his own palm.

The person beside him stretched out a hand, took him onto his shoulder, and bit by bit let go of his left hand with the red mark.

With a cold face, Shen Yuntan snuffed out the glowing red cigarette butt, threw it on the ground, raised his foot to step on it, and crushed the little thing into powder. He rubbed the back of Zhou Li's neck distressedly, and laid him on the flat bed.

Chen Yuan watched his movements, touched his chest without saying a word, and stretched out his legs under the cheongsam. They were very strong and beautiful. This is a healthy body that has been curled up in the thin pole of a child for so many years. She has a morbid obsession with the adult body in her limbs.

There was a smile on Shen Yuntan's lips, but his eyes were full of cold winters: "Chen Yuan, you have been doing very well all these years, what happened today?"