laughing soul

Kunlun Mountain is covered with snow all the year round and never melts in four seasons.At noon, the sun faded away, as if coating the silver-covered mountains with a layer of golden beeswax, making the several-foot-deep snow even more indestructible.

Between the continuous mountain peaks, there is a rather large plain that abruptly straddles the intersection of the two peaks, and several smoky wooden houses are dotted in it.The terrain here is very high, and it has a taste of "not daring to speak loudly, for fear of frightening the heavenly beings".

It was very quiet all around, and occasionally heard one or two shrill and paradoxical bird calls from a distance.For a long while, no human voice could be heard, which made this remote and quiet place look like a ghost mountain.

Near dusk, a closed wooden door was opened, and two little boys in long jerseys of different races came out.If you look closely, you can see that although the boy's appearance is still immature, his high eyebrows and slightly deep eye sockets are quite different from those of the Han people.His lips were as thin as a knife, and there was an almost imperceptible sternness at such a young age.

The two of them have thin cheeks, short stature, and a scar on the forehead, probably because they fell asleep riding a donkey under a tree when they were young. I ate it once.

But whether it is beautiful or ugly depends on who you compare it with. After watching the donkey feel frustrated, and then look at the one next to him, all the friends in the world will definitely think that the donkey is so handsome that it is so handsome that it will kill everyone.

This one, with a high nose bridge, deep eye sockets and long eyelashes, has a face full of flesh, a pair of beautiful peach blossom eyes that cannot be avoided, and in an instant, he was squeezed into the bean bag sold by his grandmother in the market. A little bit of bean paste stuffing that was exposed disappeared without a trace after being licked.The tall nose bridge is submerged in the layers of pork belly, at a loss, and it looks like walking on the ground from the side, only when the mountain of fat shakes violently, it occasionally shows dew.

The fat man is also tall, so as long as he wants to, it can be said that it is effortless to sit on the donkey to death.

At this time, the two of them were carrying a big bamboo basket, and the one on the fat man's back looked like it had been carefully woven by a skilled craftsman.Look at the donkey again, regardless of its size and weight, the edges of the bristly bamboo leaves are densely packed with sharp edges, which made him sweat profusely.

The fat man leisurely followed behind the donkey, whistling leisurely, not at all thinking that there was anything wrong with squeezing the thin, dry coolie with his big belly.

The two of them seemed not to be in a hurry, but in fact, their steps were astonishingly large, heading straight for the towering and dangerous peak.

As the two teenagers walked, they dug up wild vegetables and weeds with dry and rotten roots on the ground and put them into baskets.I saw that the donkeys dug up by hand, they were all wild mushrooms that looked like wild vegetables that could be cooked properly.

And the fat man's carrot-like fingers were carefully wrapped in thick gloves, with an iron handle in his hand, and he picked wild vines and flowers that ordinary people had never seen or heard before.

He tried his best to widen his eyes covered with fat, staring at each plant in the shovel, briefly cleaned up the soil attached to the roots, and hurriedly threw them into the basket.It can be seen that even with a layer of cotton gloves, he is still afraid of those strange plants.

The sun gradually set behind them, and it was already night in a blink of an eye.

They finally reached the top of the mountain, which is also different from other places. There is a towering pavilion standing here, as if there is a high mountain on the mountain.

I don't know when this pavilion was built, and it is like a twin with the Kunlun mountain peak, regardless of you and me.The joints between the slate and wood are so tight that even a needle cannot be inserted.From a distance, it looks like an ancient building with superb craftsmanship, but when you look at it closer, it feels completely natural, with no traces of artificial carvings.

It can be seen that the people who built the pavilion put in a lot of painstaking efforts. Under this peak, there must be a lot of bones left.

The road to heaven must come from the deepest shadows of hell.

The top of the mountain is just the wind outlet, the fat man was blown by the wind all the way, and he was frightened, and he broke out in a cold sweat early on. Now that the mountain wind blows, the lard on his body will come in handy.He turned his head to look at Donkey who was shivering from the cold, and suddenly realized his conscience. He took off his single clothes and put them on the skinny boy very generously, while he unabashedly exposed his belly, which was overlapping and scattered like mountains, facing the frost. The snowy mountain wind trembled.

A donkey grabbed his clothes tightly with his chicken paws shaking like chaff, and looked up at the fat man gratefully. It was rare that he didn't elongate his face deliberately.

Fatty received the message of personality worship in the eyes with incomparable precision, even if it was only one in a thousand, he could still generalize without a teacher.

This can be considered once in a thousand years, he was about to raise his head to the sky and smile, but unexpectedly he got carried away, his feet missed his head, and a series of crackling sounds rose from his feet.The sound was like a slight crackling sound when firewood was burning. Here, the mountain wind howls and blows sand and rocks, and this small movement can almost be ignored.The fat man was heartless and didn't notice it, but Ah Lv yelled in response: "Huan Tian! Be careful!"

The fat man was puzzled, and wanted to turn around, but it was too late, a black shadow flashed out of nowhere, and in the next second, his neck was twisted by a cold and hard hand.

It is said to be a hand, but it is actually more like a flexible vise.The fat man struggled hard, feeling that the fat all over his neck was about to be squeezed out.Glancing to the other side from the corner of the eye, the donkey met the same fate as expected.

There was still only the sound of the wind around, and the strange man guarding the pavilion was holding his breath extremely low. If it wasn't for the warm blood under his skin, he would have looked like a ghostly Rakshasa who wanted his life.

Pity these two unlucky children, one was so cold that he was about to lose consciousness, the other was only wearing a bellyband to make people look ugly, struggling for a long time, just to say a word or two, but the soft and fragile throat was choked by someone, I can't even breathe out.

The weird man couldn't listen to the explanation, and he refused to let go. He only thought that the two ignorant brats were trying to fight back with force, but they used a little more force, pinching them until their faces turned blue and they rolled their eyes, but they still refused to let go.

The donkey was frightened by this, so he just closed his eyes and pretended to be dead. Only the fat man was eager to survive, and he ruthlessly scratched the back of the man's hand with the slightly pointed nail of his little finger until it was dripping with blood. As soon as it blew, the warm blood poured all over the fat man's white belly, and he seemed to be injected with some power, and he stared as if he wanted to fight that strange man to the death.

The two sides were at a stalemate, but the door of the pavilion was pushed open from the inside, and the weird man's hand loosened for a moment, maybe it was a psychological effect, and even the frequent disturbance of the evil wind eased down.The donkey immediately judged the situation and woke up from his lethargy, reincarnated with the fat man to save his life, and yelled loudly: "Pavilion master!"

The pavilion master came slowly from the darkness, and lit a kerosene lamp in his hand as he walked. He covered his lips with the corner of his sleeve, coughed twice, and said, "He is the mountain boy I invited, so you can't be more polite." ?"

The lamp seemed to have not been used for a long time, and the faint light was flickering on and off, reflecting a well-defined handsome face that was dark and unclear, showing a somewhat gentle appearance of a son of an aristocratic family.It's just that his complexion is as pale as paper, with a faint sickness, but his lips are as bright red as a young girl with rouge and gouache.The eye sockets are quite deep, and there is a faint smile. She looks sick and frail and lonely, but her steps are extremely steady, and the oil lamp in her hand does not move at all.

He approached with a smile on his face, like a sick ghost who just drank human blood.

But the sick and dead ghost still has the prestige, and only with disheveled hair floating around, three big living people jumping up and down to kill people are settled. The guard immediately suppressed his murderous aura and became as obedient as a house cat; After getting dressed, he respectfully handed over the bamboo basket with both hands.

He stretched out his hand to flip through the bamboo basket a few times, smacked his lips contentedly and said with a smile: "Not bad... what reward do you want?" When he was not smiling, his whole face was as neat as a piece of clear jade, a little bit of the freshness of a living person. No energy.Only the curved corners of his mouth and some forced wrinkles on his face can make people believe that he is not a dummy who trades skin for money.

"Pavilion Master...Huan Tian dare not..." The fat man held up the bamboo basket and let him pick it out. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw a four-petaled flower whose color gradually changed from the bottom to the top. Only Jin Gui's hand touched, and he couldn't help but glance at his fingers subconsciously.

On the short and thick index finger, there was a scarlet red scar similar to a burn.This was the result of his gloves being hooked on a seabuckthorn tree when he went up the mountain, and accidentally touching the flower.

Knowing that a man is immune to all poisons, the fat man still reminded him worriedly; "Master, the poison of the three-step seven-flower flower is too strong, you..." The remaining half of the sentence was blocked in his mouth, because when he looked up, he saw the man with the same poison. The palm of the hand cut off the root of the flower with a sharp blade, started to eat the petal, and swallowed the flower into the stomach in a few mouthfuls.

The three-step seven-child flower, as the name suggests, once ordinary people misuse it, they will undoubtedly die if they do not take three steps, and it is two ranks higher than the five-step snake that has suffered a thousand knives.The so-called seven sons are the people of Zhongshan in Kunlun who deeply believe in gods and Buddhas. They are sure that if they eat such ghost things, other people will be reincarnated, demons, gods and demons will pass by, but the poisoned person will not be recognized by the underworld. of.

Naturally, the pavilion master is a special case of being extraordinary and free from vulgarity, standing safely outside the scope of "ordinary people".

"Well," he chewed the highly poisonous plant, and let out a low sigh from his throat as if tasting some delicacy, "this thing is sweet and delicious."

For a moment, the fat man felt his fingers start to burn and hurt again.

"Really don't want a reward?" At the end, he stretched out a bright red tongue to lick away the last bit of flower juice from the corner of his lips. After thinking for a while, the thoughts in his head were substantively reduced to a sigh of self-pity, "That's all, I There is nothing valuable in this poor place, so I don’t blame you for disliking it...Hey, are you tired from the journey? Let’s go after a while.” Half-truth and half-false politely said to the two children, turned and left, and left without a word. He forgot to hand over the kerosene lamp to the pavilion guard who had already carried two large bamboo baskets on his back, and put his hands in his hands, and moved it back by the faint light.

The fat man was stunned, and he didn't know how to respond after hearing this. Fortunately, there was a bald donkey beside him: "The pavilion master sits in Kunlun, how dare I have the slightest difference? I'm afraid it's too late to worship, how can I dislike it?"

I don't know where this donkey peeked at the two ancient books, and he spoke in a very Central Plains accent, with a smooth tongue, designed to make people happy.

Although Chu Yu is the master of the pavilion, he also likes to listen to good words, so he turned his head and smiled at him and waved his hands: "The mountain is high and the wind is strong, go home early."

Ah Lv knew the principle of accepting when he saw a good offer, and understood that the owner of the Cuiwei Pavilion and the people of Kunlun Mountain were like businessmen, so he didn't dare to get any closer, so he dragged the fat man to prepare to go down the mountain.

But this pull, did not pull.

"Pavilion Master! I heard from my parents that you are going to close the pavilion for three years. Why do you close the pavilion, Pavilion Master?"

Donkey closed his eyes, feeling a little pain in his head.

I don't know which reverse scale this problem has hit the guard of the pavilion. He has two bamboo baskets on his body, like a small mountain, and his movement speed is not affected.In a blink of an eye, he rushed to Huan Tian in a flash, and stared at him with a cold face.If he hadn't held a lamp in his left hand and hung two baskets on his right arm, the pig's neck would have suffered a disaster.

"Gu Wei!" Chu Yu moved faster than him, and with one step, his body stood firmly in front of Huan Tian.Fortunately, the wide white robe on his body fluttered in the wind, and the covering area increased several times out of thin air, otherwise he really couldn't cover Huan Tian's fat body.

The young pavilion master stretched out his hand to caress the back of the pavilion keeper comfortingly, hooked his fingers away from the kerosene lamp, turned around and said with a smile, "What? Can't bear to part with me?" While speaking, he tapped on the glass lampshade with his knuckles, his brows and eyes shining brightly.It's a pity that both Huan Tian and Ah Lu are children who don't know how to be romantic, and Gu Wei stands on the side respectfully, and the pavilion master's pleasing beauty can be regarded as feeding the dog.

None of the three responded to his wasted teasing. Chu Yu pursed his lips feeling bored, suppressed the smile on his face, frowned slightly and said, "Come on, isn't it just a flash in three years? This Kunlun Mountain wind It’s so wicked today, if you don’t hurry down the mountain, I won’t be able to hold back later, and I’ll force you to go down the mountain, believe it or not?”

Huan Tian raised his eyebrows and glanced at him cautiously. Chu Yu's back was slightly bent, and his shoulders were also slumped. He obviously looked lazy, but somehow people felt that he was trying to suppress something.

"Pavilion Master take care, we will go down the mountain first." A Lu could hear the meaning of chasing guests in those words, and even if there was no evil wind, this place was chillingly cold. The body temperature had cooled down early, and goosebumps arose all over his body.He made a bow to Chu Yu from a distance, pulled Huan Tian away, and forcibly dragged him away.

Standing in place, Chu Yu silently watched their backs, his expression cooled down as the two of them drifted away, from a lively and lively young man to a cold stone statue silently.The lamp in his hand was about to run out of oil, and when the boy's figure disappeared from his sight, it suddenly went out.

The darkness overwhelmed the sky, his eyes merged with the night, and there was no light at all.

No one could see his standing posture clearly, but Chu Yu gradually straightened his body, and asked softly, "How is the situation in Kunlun Mountain?"

The sound of the wind was as loud as before, and his very soft voice came out as ethereal as if it was about to disappear with the wind.

"Pavilion master, among the mountain people, there are a few more people who are sick and feverish. Cui Wei has isolated them in Yunshuijian and temporarily controlled them." Gu Wei replied, "This plague is so fierce that Cui Wei Pavilion has never seen it before. This dangerous situation is extremely strange."

"You mean the plague is strange?" Chu Yu's voice was steady and without emotion, "I think that if the dozens of masters in Cuiwei Pavilion pick out some poison at random, they can easily wipe out the bones of the people in the world. Among these people, there is not a single person who has a little bit of medical skills!"

He paused for a moment, then smiled slightly: "Gu Wei, don't you think this is even more strange?"

The keeper of the pavilion was silent for a long time, and said, "How many past events does the pavilion master recall?"

"Not many, intermittently." Chu Yu raised his hand and pressed the center of his eyebrows, "Prepare me a snow horse."

Gu Wei: "Pavilion Master, Xueqianli has been prepared, placed in the underground palace, and is on standby at any time."

Chu Yu: "Okay. The pavilion will be closed in three days, and you will guard the gate for me. If Cui Wei asks, you can prevaricate as I ordered."

"Yes."

The convulsive kerosene lamp turned on again by itself, Chu Yu was shaken for a while, squinted his eyes slightly, and said: "Make it soft, I will go down the mountain immediately."

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