Shanhai University Safe Study Guide

Zhu Jiuyin lived in Zhongshan for a long time, so long that she couldn't remember it.

But it's not enough, it will take a long time before he can leave Zhong Shan.He's been imprisoned here since birth, and unless he's old enough, or strong enough, he'll stay here forever.

He is familiar with every plant and tree in Zhongshan, which is his territory.He is very strong, so strong that he doesn't bother to give the surroundings an extra look.He saw people coming to settle at the foot of the mountain, he watched settlements being born, he watched villages prosper, and he watched people grow old, sick and die at the foot of the mountain.But no one dared to come to this mountain.

Some people call this mountain the Unknown Mountain, while others call it the Unknown Mountain.But these...all are not the truth.When he opened his eyes, the world around him was lit up, and when he closed them, the world around him was darkened.He had never seen darkness before, he was used to light.He can control the day and night on this mountain, but he can't count the passage of time.

Human beings work from sunrise to sunset, and they act according to their own will.

Sometimes when he opened his eyes, the once prosperous village had been destroyed by war.Sometimes when he opened his eyes, there were new towns on the ruins.Man, life is so short.All things with a life cycle of no more than a hundred years are meaningless to him. The time of their existence is just an eye-opening and closing for him, and they have disappeared before the sigh can happen.

So he never thought about what a life shorter than that was.

Until one day when he opened his eyes, he saw a vague shadow.

"Who are you?" he asked.

The little shadow, cowering at his feet, stood up.It has only a vague outline and cannot be seen.Behind it, the setting sun is shaded by distant mountains.The sun was setting.

"I am Shadow Charm," it said.

The shade of the trees under the sun, the shadows of the branches against the ground, absorb the essence of heaven and earth to become charming.Yingmei is the lowest level of all ghosts and monsters.

"Yingmei's life is only one day, and I will die when the night begins. I was born under a locust tree at the foot of the mountain. I think... I think of the top of the mountain, watching the sun set from the mountain."

"What's so nice about sunsets. I've seen sunsets countless times."

"But I only get this one chance in my life."

Looking at the setting sun in the distance, Zhu Jiuyin said, "I allow you to stay here until the end of the day."

Ying Mei sat beside him, quietly looking into the distance.The fiery red sun is accompanied by the magnificent clouds, covering his cheeks in the rolling green hills.

"The sunset is so beautiful." Ying Mei sighed sincerely.Then it quietly watched the sun go down until it disappeared completely.

Night shrouded the village below the mountain.But Zhong Shan was still as bright as day.

Yingmei looked at the hands that were still there in surprise: "It's unbelievable... I'm still alive."

Zhu Jiuyin interrupted it impatiently: "I said - I allow you to stay here until the end of the day."

This Yingmei has become the first Yingmei whose lifespan exceeds one day in history.It even started to try to cultivate.Of course, it's progressing very slowly.Zhu Jiuyin didn't care about it, he just continued his boring cultivation life—maybe sometimes it's not so boring.

When he was bored, he would watch Yingmei walking on Zhongshan Mountain.It talks to every tree and chases the running animals.Zhu Jiuyin would lazily watch all this.

How pathetic.he thinks.Only a poor guy with a short lifespan can be so curious about the world.

Yingmei was completely unaware of his superior pity, it greeted him earnestly, gave him a gift made by itself, and told him the trivial things that happened in the mountains.Sometimes he answered, sometimes he said nothing, and when he was angry, he would turn his back and ignore him.

But it doesn't mind.

Finally one day, it came to the day when it was about to take shape.

If it succeeds, it will be the only Shadow Demon that has successfully transformed.

Then it came to him and asked timidly, "Can I see your human form?"

"Why?" Zhu Jiuyin stared directly at it with huge animal pupils.

It plucked up the courage to ask: "I hope that my incarnation can be more like you."

Its appearance is somewhat similar to Zhu Jiuyin's humanoid brows and eyes, but it looks more childish and its outline is softer.It's not too happy about it.

"What are you thinking? Is it as interesting as me?" Zhu Jiuyin asked.

It—more strictly speaking, he.

He looked up at Zhu Jiuyin and said, "I just want to get closer to you." He still watched the sunrise and sunset with Zhu Jiuyin, but sometimes his eyes would look beyond the mountains under the morning glow and the afterglow to the Farther away.Most shadow ghosts would walk from one mountain to another even if they only lived for one day.He lived much longer than all Yingmei, but he never stepped out of the place where he was born.

And he knew that surviving was already a luxury.So never dare to ask for more.

Zhu Jiuyin began to feel tired.In theory he does not need to sleep, but it is not easy to quit the habit of closing his eyes.If you close your eyes, when the night falls, will the transformed Yingmei die?No one can answer this question because there has never been such a precedent.

But Zhu Jiuyin didn't dare to take unknown risks.

"You should rest." Yingmei said.

"No need." After finishing speaking, Zhu Jiuyin sneered: "Don't you think——I'm for you?"

Yingmei raised her head and smiled at him: "I know not. Then can you rest?"

"What right do you have to tell me what to do?"

Peaceful life goes on, but nothing lasts forever.

Yingmei fell into a coma from time to time.He is gradually dying.Zhu Jiuyin can't calculate human time, so he can only describe it as very short, short, not so short.Yingmei would still ask him to rest, but he always refused.Sometimes Yingmei was still talking to him one second, and fell into a coma the next.

Zhu Jiuyin thought, these detestable, detestable short-lived creatures.Why do they exist in this world and cause troubles for other people?

Once a tree bears the once-in-a-century fruit.He thought, maybe it would be better if he ate it.Save it until Yingmei wakes up and throw it to him next time.

When he picked the ripe fruit and went back, he found that Ying Mei was gone.

At the foot of the mountain, Yingmei dragged her heavy steps towards the world outside Zhongshan.The sun is setting, and darkness will cover everything outside.

Zhu Jiuyin felt extremely calm: "Come back."

Yingmei trembled for a moment, then continued to walk forward.

He didn't even look back.

Zhu Jiuyin followed, but he found that he seemed unable to use his strength.

Ying Mei had already stepped out of Zhong Shan's territory, Zhu Jiuyin asked, "What do you want to do?"

"The sunset is beautiful." He answered the question.

Walking into the afterglow of the setting sun, he turned around and showed a faint smile to Zhu Jiuyin: "I'll go to see the distant scenery, and I'll come back after I finish. When you wake up, I'll tell you what I saw. "

In the dizziness, Zhu Jiuyin could only see a vague figure, just like when he first saw him.

"Good night," he said.

Zhu Jiuyin felt that his consciousness was gradually receding, and he stretched out his hand in vain.But the power of this spell was far stronger than he expected.

The villagers at the foot of the mountain spread the legend of Zhongshan.The immortal mountain was plunged into darkness overnight, as if the days of the previous hundreds of years were phantoms.

When another dynasty fell, the woman who cried bitterly with her baby in the dark came to the foot of Zhongshan Mountain to bury the body of her short-lived child.

She held up a fistful of loess in her hands.Then she saw Zhong Shan as bright as day in an instant, and like a dream in the boundless darkness.The woman bowed her head and worshiped this unexpected coincidence as a miracle.

Zhu Jiuyin woke up from a long dream, the traces of those fragments were blurred and hard to find.He felt as if he had forgotten something, but he couldn't remember it.