Of Mountains and Rivers

After Chu Huan and Nanshan left the cave, they deliberately walked a little farther away, intending to stop by to see if there were any potential dangers around them.

At this time, the sun had already risen, and the sunlight shone on the huge stone wall, and the broken light shone like diamonds.

There is no acid rain, no smog, no dust, no noise in this world. At first glance, there are green mountains and clear water, and the sea of ​​clouds stretches into the sky. It is as clean as if no human being has ever set foot in it. Pick any point of view, and you can become a scenic spot on its own. .

Who knew it was actually a place to eat people?

During the day, the small animals were very vigilant and didn't dare to come and go. They wandered for a long time and only caught a few hares, probably not enough for a few hungry wolf-like men to stuff their teeth.

Chu Huan turned on the binoculars, inspected the waterside carefully, and said to Nanshan: "There are fish in the water, I will catch two fish and roast them for you to eat."

Nanshan seemed to be allergic to the word "water", and immediately vetoed it: "No, you are not allowed to enter the water.

Chu Huan turned his head to look at him, and smiled a little badly: "I haven't passed the door yet, so you're taking care of me first?"

Nanshan had never heard of this word before, so he asked inexplicably, "Pass through the gate? Which gate to pass through?"

"Passing through the door of my house is my family. Which door did you mention?" Chu Huan touched Nanshan's chin.

At first he just wanted to hang in his heart, and didn't intend to provoke Nanshan, but the plan couldn't keep up with the changes, so he provoked it somehow, and developed to this point inexplicably, all the way down the river, out of control, Chu Huan recalled Feel in a trance incredible.

But now that he was provoked, it seemed impossible to turn back. In this way, Chu Huan was able to let go.

Nanshan didn't expect that the person who was still "in love and polite" before this suddenly changed his face like turning over a book, and directly transitioned to the part of touching hands and feet, and immediately stood there in a daze, not knowing what expression to respond This kind of strange teasing.

"Tsk." Chu Huan sighed, "You used to be so open-minded about me, why don't you talk to me all of a sudden now? Could it be because you were unbalanced after kissing me, or should I kiss you back?"

This is the first time in Nanshan's life that his heart has been pounding, and it is also the first time he has been in love with someone else. He has no experience, and he has not found a clue about where to start. He is suddenly controlled by Chu Huan and can only stumble. Follow along.Chu Huan's words ran around in his froze mind with difficulty, he opened his eyes wide open, and his throat was terribly dry.

Chu Huan stepped closer, and Nanshan stood up like a wooden stake with acupuncture points, closing his eyes as if he was about to die.

Then, he heard Chu Huan chuckle, and then something seemed to tap his face lightly. Before he could realize what it was, he heard the sound of water not far away.

Nan Shan quickly opened his eyes, and saw that Chu Huan had dropped his shoes into the water.

After all, Chu Huan still had a sense of proportion, he didn't get close to the main river, but just went down into the mountain stream where the water was just up to his knees.

He wanted to do something just now, but when he saw Nanshan's whole body turned red, he didn't do anything.

He felt that he was facing a big baby, salivating, but he was reluctant to speak.

Nanshan came back to his senses and realized that he had teased him. At first, he was a little ashamed and annoyed, but finally he couldn't help laughing at himself.

He sat down on the edge of the mountain stream, took off the harmonica from his waist, and played a little tune that Chu Huan had never heard before.

Chu Huan stepped on the stones at the bottom of the water with bare feet, looking for fish leisurely in the water. He didn't have to ask what the wind was blowing in this section of Nanshan.

Suddenly, the smile on the corner of Chu Huan's mouth froze. He kept his bent over posture, but his eyes staring at the water suddenly became sharper——he noticed groups of fish in the water moving in a straight line at a uniform speed. They come from one direction, the formation is always the same, they are always swimming, but the posture of wagging their tails is rigid and rigid, and the frequency is also the same.

The fish in the water didn't seem to see a man of his size standing among them, and bumped into Chu Huan's calf without turning, and was picked up by Chu Huan. Its two gills were still moving, and it suddenly left the water. But it didn't struggle, and the swinging tail still maintained the same frequency, like a well-wound machine.

Chu Huan waved his hand at Nanshan. Seeing that his expression was wrong, Nanshan had already put the harmonica back: "What's wrong?"

"There seems to be something wrong with the fish." Chu Huan stepped ashore, "I don't think this is edible, so come and see what's going on."

Nan Shan took it and observed it solemnly for a while. Suddenly, as if he remembered something, he took out a knife and gently opened the gills of the fish.

I saw that the gills of the fish were neither pink nor purple-black after being out of the water for a long time, they were unnaturally white.

How could the gills, which are full of blood vessels, turn white?

When Chu Huan took a closer look, he realized that it wasn't a lack of blood, but something covered the fish's gills. At first glance, it looked like ringworm, but at another glance, it turned out to be small white flowers overlapping one after another.

Even though Chu Huan didn't have intensive phobia, he still had goosebumps all over his body: "What is this?"

Nanshan's brows became tighter and tighter, and then he jumped up and grabbed Chu Huan: "Mutai who can't be touched, a sound beast that can't be heard, and an eye-eating beast that can't be seen, this is something that can't be tasted—go, let's go back quickly !"

Besides, after Chu Huan left with Nanshan, Yuan Ping fidgeted for a while, and finally couldn't help poking Xiaofang: "Hey, brother, your patriarch and that... that who, are they in that?"

Which who?which what?

Xiaofang stared at him with big ignorant eyes, full of curiosity.

The two stared at each other for a moment, Yuan Ping pressed the corner of his cramp eye, and finally lost the battle, but the stick answered beside him: "I know."

Yuan Ping couldn't believe his intelligence level, but couldn't hold back his gossip, so he had to condescendingly listen to him.

Facts have proved that as long as the mallet is not counted, it is still very clever. I saw him pick up a piece of dry biscuit leisurely, slowly break it into pieces and throw it into his mouth. Chewing slowly whetted his appetite for a while , and then shook his head and said: "Actually, I already knew it. You don't know. Before at the mountain gate, when the good bitch was teaching us Chinese by the big white stone, every time the patriarch came over, he didn't sit down first. You have to go around in a big circle first, until he finds a good bitch and smiles with him, and then he seems to be at ease, what to do."

Xiaofang racked her brains to recall, and later found that she was only focused on being a "blackboard cleaner" for Chu Huan at that time, and he had no memory of who looked where.

Yuan Ping: "What? You started to flirt with each other then? Hey, no, Chu Huan is not a teacher. What kind of Chinese do you teach?"

This time Xiaofang finally caught up with the topic, quickly pushed the stick aside, and hurriedly replied: "The teacher who was going to pick up the teacher left halfway, we recognized the wrong person, such a bitch and kind heart, he made a mistake and came with us."

"What kind of a fart," Yuan Ping slandered, "It's not too bad to see sex."

Yuan Ping understood the cause and effect, and it took him a long time to say "Ah". The question he had been holding back for a long time was answered. He should have felt the unique comfort brought by gossip, and he should have smiled meaningfully a few times, and then Have a good time with Chu Huan.

However, it does not.

He inexplicably thought of when he was a child, at that time, every day after school, he would lead people to block Chuhuan like a guerrilla.

How annoying and annoying that kid was at that time, thinking of it now, Yuan Ping felt his teeth itch.But it seemed that after such a blink of an eye, the two of them suddenly changed beyond recognition, and they would never snatch each other's girlfriends again.

One of them died, and the other got better with the man.

Yuan Ping seemed to be unresponsive, and it was only at this moment that he came to his senses—the time refused to linger, and he was no longer frivolous and frivolous when he was a teenager.

Flowers are not flowers, fog is not fog, old friends are not old friends, no matter how familiar a quarrel is, it is just a bowl of cold rice.

Can not go back.

Yuan Ping realized that he had nothing to do with the world beyond the mountains and rivers. Suddenly, his heart, which he thought could accommodate all rivers and rivers, was inexplicably overwhelmed by a wave of melancholy.

Bangchui didn't notice Yuan Ping's face, and was still talking to himself: "The person who came across the river before, but I was still as old as my son at that time, and I don't remember the appearance of that person much."

Yuan Ping inherited a lot of messy memories from Shengquan, and he had some impressions, but he didn't know much about it, so he listened to Bang Chui's embellished description, and Yuan Ping frowned, thinking: "I'm probably a drug dealer."

The mallet said: "After that, the elders hated contacting outsiders, but there is a holy book... Alas, the good bitch is a good brother, don't be like the last one."

Yuan Ping didn't even think about it: "He won't."

Bang Chui was stunned for a moment, and then scratched his hair clearly: "I know, you and him must be good brothers, otherwise, beside the holy spring, how could he be thinking of you?"

Yuan Ping was stunned for a while, and after a while, he didn't admit or refute, but just walked aside silently, and helped Dashan wipe off the cold sweat from his forehead.

Bang Chui thought about it on his own, and said, "Today is a day off, the patriarch and the others may have to go out for a whole day."

After finishing speaking, he remembered something wretched, and snickered like an old hen, but most of the laughter got stuck in his throat——Nanshan and the others came back, and I don't know if they heard it or not.

Bang Chui hurriedly stood up, with a face full of fear of being caught as a thief, and said something rather ambiguous: "Clan... Patriarch, so fast?"

Sometimes he owed so much that even Nanshan couldn't stand it anymore, so Nanshan threw the dying fish, which was still wagging its tail at a constant speed, at the stick's face.

Several people immediately gathered around, wiped the water off his face with a stick, opened the gills of the fish, and murmured a word that Chu Huan had never heard before.

Yuan Ping translated in real time: "Useless flowers, useless flowers that cannot be tasted."

First you can't touch it, you can't hear it, you can't see it, and now you can't taste it.

The next...will it be that you can't smell it?

Xiaofang was a little anxious: "Patriarch, the dead flower grows in the water. It is said that its nectar will sweeten the whole water. If you eat it by mistake, people will lose their minds like this fish. Keep walking, no matter who calls it. Not waking up until the leg is broken and the person is walking to death—then, the water downstream can’t be drunk?”

That's why the sound beasts that originally lived downstream fled to the upstream.

Stick: "Patriarch, shall we still go?"

Nanshan glanced at him, and said lightly: "The scope of the mountain patrol is ten days' feet. It's an old rule. Forgot? We haven't finished halfway yet."

The mallet's expression was still hesitant, and Xiaofang had already slapped him on the back of the head: "Are you afraid? You coward."

The mallet shook his head, and gave Xiaofang a look, without hesitation, he just felt his eyelids twitching in turn, which made him upset for a while, and he always felt that there was something ominous ahead.

A few people couldn't rest anymore, and hurriedly divided up to collect water sources, only looking for water in waters with fish, and judging the water quality according to the mental state of the fish.

After a day of hasty preparations, they officially hit the road the next day.

Dashan has basically recovered his ability to move. Although his eyes were hurt, the young man was quite stubborn, and he would not let anyone back him. He only cut a wooden stick and asked someone to lead him away.

Bang Chui was worried all night, and the next day, as if to divert his attention, he became more and more angry.

He took the opportunity to bully Dashan out of sight, and planted a big bright red morning glory on his head. This upright young man suddenly had a faint matchmaker aura from the top of his head. I didn't know it, but he walked away In order to hold your chest high and hold your head high, your instrument is imposing.

For unknown reasons, from the upright patriarch to the simple and honest Xiaofang, no one had a way to complain, and everyone pretended not to see it in solidarity.

The road ahead was too thrilling. At this time, everyone was forced to be more cautious, and took one step to investigate three steps. Even so, they still almost encountered several dial beasts.

The closer they got to the downstream, the more ferocious the sound beasts ran past, which made them—especially Yuan Ping, who is said to be afraid of reptiles—more nervous.

Sometimes groups of sound beasts ran and screamed, attacking indiscriminately. Chu Huan and the others could not run or hide, so they had to cover their ears as much as possible and curled up to hide.

As long as the ground shakes and shakes the whole gang, it's the constant concussions that are really unbearable, and you really can't get used to them unless you're an Iron Man—unfortunately, both the Mountain Keeper and the Gatekeeper are born Iron Man.

Chu Huan finally vomited under Yuan Ping's discriminatory gaze—it was still when Nanshan was not nearby.

Xiaofang patted him on the back and comforted him, "Just get used to it, just get used to it."

Can I become immune if I get used to it?

But the mallet next to him rolled his eyes, shook his ingenuity that shouldn't be there, and said probingly: "Oh, in fact, it would be nice to have a ceremony, what a bitch, after changing the blood, you can't even kill Mutai's poison sac!" You don’t have to take it with you.”

Chu Huan glanced at him with a smile that was not a smile, and said in a half-baked Liyi dialect: "Have you changed your blood to be your son-in-law?"

Nan Shan went to investigate the situation ahead, and seeing that the patriarch was not there, Bang Chui sneakily stretched his neck to look around, rubbed his hands wretchedly and smiled at Chu Huan.

Xiaofang is upright and dull, and really can't understand his virtue, so she slapped him like a cattail fan, and slapped him on the back of the head: "You talk too much."

Chu Huan's face hadn't recovered from the aftermath of the concussion, but his spirit had already revived, and he said with a smile: "Let's talk, I still have to prepare the betrothal gift first."

Bangchui and Xiaofang didn't understand what a "betrothal gift" was, but Yuan Ping did. He glanced at the outspoken Chu Huan in surprise, and thought in amazement: "This guy is really shameless after being bent."

When Nanshan came back, Yuan Ping began to stare at Nanshan strangely again. After hearing the story of Nanshan's parents, he felt that the patriarch of the guardian of the mountain had a bad eye. What kind of demons and ghosts are there?

Nanshan was terrified by him, and finally couldn't help but cast a warning glance at Yuan Ping when he passed by—Nanshan always had an inexplicable sense of crisis towards him, and felt that Chu Huan was too close to this person.

Yuan Ping miraculously comprehended the meaning of his glance, and shivered immediately, pointing to the sky, wishing to swear a poisonous oath to show his loyalty: "Patriarch, you, you, you...you can't wrong me so much, don't worry, the world You are definitely the only one with such strong tastes. In my next life and the next life, I will never have any plans for that person, or there will be a thunderbolt—even if there is only one living thing left in the world, I would rather dig a hole to rape Earth!"

Nanshan: "..."

As a gatekeeper, Nanshan felt that it was inconvenient for him to make more comments in his own capacity, but he decided to reflect on this issue with Luge when he returned.

At dusk that day, several people finally arrived at the mouth of the river downstream, and there were no other living things here.

...except for the so-called "vain dead flower".

It was the first plant that made Chu Huan feel "shocked".

Layers of dead vines overlapped and woven into an ugly and huge spider web, which stretched across the water surface and submerged several meters in the water, pawing the deformed riverbed impermeably, forming a natural A wide and solid bridge, with no leaves on the dead branches, but full of small flowers as white as falling snow.

Intercepted by the large net made of dead branches, there are countless bare skeletons, including fish, mutai, flat people, and even a huge sound beast...

The tail of the fish and the leg bones of various creatures were completely broken, and dead branches of plants were inserted into the broken bones, making them inextricably entangled. A cluster of vines poked in and out of the corpse's leg bones, as if they had absorbed the bone marrow. , blooming more and more eye-catching.

So eerie, so beautiful.