Yunyue past events

Standing at the foot of the mountain, Zhaoling looked at the mountains of Zitong Mountain. The blooming period of the coppergrass has passed, but I can still see the purple red dotted in the green of the mountain, but I don't know how spectacular the blooming period must be.

The last time I looked at the Zitong Mountain, it was also past the blooming period of the copper grass flower, and the mountain wind was so harsh,

At that time, Zhao Ling was standing on the wall of Mengyang City, and the north wind was blowing the tassels of his hair crown and his robes, rattling.

As time passed by, the majestic and tall Mengyang City, which once stood among the mountains, has collapsed and decayed over the long years without leaving any traces.

Today, Zhaoling came to the foot of the Zitong Mountain and found that everything was strange except the copper grass and flowers. Time changed the course of the river, the forest disappeared, and a modern road appeared among the closed mountains. Through,? Direct access to the bustling town.

Zhaoling got back into the car, started the car, turned off the main road, and walked along the rugged mountain road. He wanted to drive up the mountain.

The mountain road spirals upwards and circles several times on the mountainside. In order to pass safely, Zhaoling's speed is very slow. People who are not familiar with the road conditions are prone to accidents when turning.

Unknowingly, a fork appeared ahead. On one side of the fork was a cement road with signposts leading to a temple; on the other side of the fork was a dirt road without any signposts.

This dirt road has only recently been developed, and not a single weed grows on the road.

Zhaoling drove into the dirt road, and it didn't take long to see a leveled land, where there were two work sheds, and the team flag planted by the archaeological team was waving in the wind.

There are copper grass flowers blooming along the road, extending from the edge of the mountain road to the hillside valley. The copper grass flowers in this area are particularly dense, which is different from other places.

Before approaching the archaeological site, Zhao Ling stopped the car, parked beside the road, under the shade of the trees.

After the car stopped, Zhaoling put on his backpack and got out of the car with his camera. He was dressed like a tourist,

He is indeed a tourist, revisiting his old place after a thousand years.

Getting out of the car, Zhao Ling walked around and looked around. He found a suitable place to take pictures, and looked down from a high position to take pictures of the cottages and farmland at the foot of the mountain, and the dense copper grass flowers on the hillside.

The autumn wind was bleak, Zhaoling's slender figure stood in the wind, he listened to the voice of the mountains, for a moment, he seemed to be in ancient times, lingering and lingering, even the breath in the wind made him nostalgic.

Walking on the hillside with no road, stepping on weeds and wild flowers, Zhao Ling was aimless. When the road under his feet became steeper and steeper, he realized that he was climbing a slope.

Copper grass flowers brushed the hem of the windbreaker, and the autumn wind blew across his face. Zhao Ling closed his eyes comfortably and opened them again. At this moment, he suddenly found a young man smoking a cigarette standing uphill.

The man is tall and tall, wearing a jacket and jeans, both the clothes and the hair look gray and full of vicissitudes. He has a cigarette in the corner of his mouth and is lighting his cigarette with his head bowed.

He had a familiar demeanor, Shen Yi's half face made Zhao Ling's heartbeat suddenly slow down by half a beat.

The man who lit the cigarette seemed to be aware of someone nearby, and he slowly raised his head

Click, click.

The wind was so loud that Zhaoling didn't think she could hear the lighter, it was just an illusion.

"Tom tom tom tom!"

That was the sound of Zhao Ling's heartbeat suddenly accelerating, the heart beat faster and faster, almost jumping out of the chest!

The man's face was completely exposed, and he opened his eyes, and his deep eyes were fixed on Zhaoling. This glance made Zhaoling unsteady, and his body swayed and he took a step back.

Before the man raised his head, he had already given up lighting his cigarette and put the lighter in his trouser pocket. His demeanor looked lazy and casual.

When the man raised his head and saw Zhao Ling, his figure was obviously startled, his eyes were rounded, and the cigarette in the corner of his mouth fell to the ground and fell into the grass.

The four eyes know each other, just one glance, it seems like a thousand years have passed between the heaven and the earth.

There was a loud "snap". The man squeezed the cigarette case in his hand because he was too excited. He was so shocked that his feet seemed to be firmly nailed to the ground, and he remained motionless.

Zhao Ling was as shocked as the other party, his heart was still beating wildly, and his irregular heartbeat made him palpitate. He wanted to find a place to sit down, but there were weeds all around.

Taking a deep breath, Zhao Ling tried his best to keep calm, he looked at the other side in a daze, tears streaming down unconsciously.

At their feet are copper grass flowers swaying in the wind, and they are only a few steps away from each other. It has been 2000 years since they separated and stood face to face today.more diving.

How unbelievable, when Yue Qian raised his head, Zhao Ling recognized him immediately, even though he had short haircut and was wearing modern clothes.

His appearance was deeply imprinted in Zhao Ling's mind.

Think about it day and night, never forget it.

"Wang Wang..."

There was a sound of dog barking, and a big black dog stuck its head out from the grass and barked fiercely at Zhao Ling.

Yue Qian finally had a reaction, although he looked like he was sleepwalking, he squatted down, patted the dog's head, and murmured: "Don't bark, it's not a stranger."

His tone has not changed, the voice is so familiar, Zhao Ling's eyes are moist.

The big black dog immediately became quiet and was very obedient.

The autumn wind dried up the tears that did not flow from the corners of Zhaoling's eyes, and overwhelming emotions flooded his heart, making Zhaoling feel a little tired. He wanted to calm down, but it was not easy.

Yue Qian's eyes moved away from the big black dog and moved to Zhao Ling. He was looking at it, inch by inch, as if he hadn't recovered his sanity from the extreme shock.

Even with a legendary life, Yueqian has never been so pleasantly surprised. His broad arms trembled uncontrollably, as if he had just woken up, distinguishing the real from the unreal. His voice was so gentle and sentimental: "My lord... Do you recognize me?"

He spoke the ancient Rong language.

Eyes full of emotion, bloodshot eyes.

There is one person who haunts Yue Qian's soul.

Yueqian finished his last life and spent most of his life thinking about Zhaoling; Yueqian started this life and spent it in searching.

Zhao Ling muttered: "I know."

speak the language of modern man.

When Zhao Ling opened his mouth, Yue Qian looked at Zhao Ling like he was infatuated or drunk, and that expression was enough to be described as obsessed.

The wind whimpered in his ears, and the knee-high weeds rustled. Zhao Ling stood where he was, his hair was messed up by the wind, and his heart was overwhelmed.

Yue Qian slowly approached Zhao Ling, every time he walked, he seemed very cautious, as if he was afraid of something, maybe he was afraid that the person in front of him was just his own illusion.

It was impossible to know whether he had ever fallen into a similar hallucination in the previous life, so he was so cautious.

The distance between them is not far, and it only takes seven or eight steps to shorten this distance. The more they dive, stop and go, when he stands in front of Zhao Ling, he smells the breath belonging to the other party.

Looking at Zhao Ling's face infatuatedly, Yue Qian raised and lowered his hand, he undoubtedly wanted to hold her in his arms, but he didn't.

Yue Qian suppressed the intense emotions in his heart, his chest rose and fell, and he let out heavy breathing.

The two stood facing each other, close at hand.

They used to be enemies, killing each other, they were lovers, falling in love with each other.

Zhaoling stretched out her arms and hugged Yueqian. She still remembered the scene when the two separated in the previous life. On the shore of Nanyi River, Zhaoling turned into a phoenix and left resolutely.

With the familiar body temperature and familiar breath, Zhao Ling embraced each other vigorously. If she had a choice in the previous life, she would never let the two live and die forever.

Excitedly, Yue Qian hugged Zhao Ling into his arms with astonishing strength, strangling Zhao Ling almost out of breath, he called out like he had done countless times: "A Ling."

Deep voice, slightly trembling tail.

"A Ling."

Yue Qian tightly hugged Zhao Ling's back, wrapping his arms around tightly, as if trying to embed him into his body.

The body temperature of the two is transmitted to each other. In this late autumn, it is a very warm hug.

This time Zhao Ling refused like last time, saying: This is not something you can call.

Touching Yueqian's big head resting on her shoulders, his short hair was thick and prickly, Zhao Ling replied softly: "Yes."

Among the copper grass and flowers, there are two people hugging on their knees. They hug each other tightly, and their figures are blocked by the lush flowers and plants.

After a long time, Zhao Ling and Yue Qian separated and sat on the ground together, you looked at me and I looked at you.

The two of them had too many things to talk about, and they didn't know where to start.

The big black dog was not willing to be lonely, and walked back and forth between the two of them. Zhao Ling lowered the dog's head, and the big, vicious-looking dog wagged its tail at him.

Zhao Ling asked, "Do you have a dog?"

Yue dived back: "The resident dog, when we came to explore the ruins at the beginning of the year, it was still a puppy. The team members often fed it, and it stayed."

Both communicated in a modern language.

When Yue Qian spoke, his eyes were still on Zhao Ling, and he didn't hide his infatuation, so he didn't have to suppress his emotions any more.

They are no longer the sons of the sons of Rongguo and Yunyue King. Whether it is Rongguo or Yunyue, they have already perished. Rongren and Yueren merged into one more than 1000 years ago, and it is impossible to distinguish them in modern times.

Zhaoling looked behind Yueqian, there was an archaeological site, and at this moment, some team members were looking at him and Yueqian's position.

Just behind the submergence, there is a dusty archaeological site. The ground is flat and cut into square areas (archaeological exploration squares). Overall, it looks like a magnified waffle.

When he turned his head to the side, his expression was elegant, his expression calm and calm, and he could still think of Zhaoling's appearance in ancient times, and he observed the subtleties more subtly.

Being sized up by the other party all the time, his eyes were still very warm, Zhao Ling felt a little uncomfortable, and asked, "What are you looking for?"

Yue Qian replied: "At the beginning of the year, the archaeological team went to Zitong Mountain to search for ancient smelting relics, and found a miner's cemetery on the mountain called Shimo Mountain by the villagers, which dates back to 2000."

Answer carefully and professionally.

It can be felt from the words that Yueqian has been engaged in this industry for several years.

Picking off a copper grass flower and playing with it in his hands, Zhaoling asked, "Can I go in and visit?"

The miners' cemetery 2000 years ago was the time and space where he and Yueqian lived 2000 years ago.

History is gone, but there will always be something left to tell future generations what happened.

Yue Qian stood up and said, "Yes."

He stretched out his hand to pull Zhaoling, and Zhaoling stood up in response.

Today, he reunited with Yue Qian here, and behind them was the ancient miner's cemetery that the archaeological team was excavating, as if there was a will in the dark.

The two walked side by side towards the archaeological site, neither of them talking anymore, and they will have a lot of time to communicate in the future.

The team members saw a strange man brought by the team leader, and he seemed to have a very close relationship, so they thought it was a friend of the team leader.

When he came to the archaeological site, Yue Qian said to Zhao Ling: "Visitors from abroad need to register, please show your ID card."

It is normal to need to register, after all, it is not a place that can be entered casually.

Zhao Ling took out his ID card from his backpack and handed it to Yue Qian, who caught it and couldn't wait to read the information on the ID card, seeing a familiar name at first glance.

Yue Qian's fingertips rubbed the word "Zhao Ling" for a long time, and finally, he stopped his small movements and handed over the ID card to the person in charge of registration.

"The Yue team! Some workers dumped the soil on the side of the tea farmer's field, but the tea farmer refused to let it fall, and they are coming to find an explanation!"

A member of the team hurried over to inform Yuedi of the situation.

Sure enough, there was a dispute near the construction site. Listening to the sound, the two people in the dispute spoke the local dialect.The workers on the archaeological site are hired locally, and they are all aunts and uncles, and the young people are all working outside.

Yueqian told Zhaoling before leaving: "Ah Ling, you can't touch the cultural relics, and you can't take pictures."

Zhaoling replied: "I know, go get busy."

The quarrel between the workers and the owner of the tea field became louder and louder. Yue Qian went to mediate, and his tall figure quickly disappeared in front of Zhao Ling.

"The Yue team is here! Everyone, calm down." Some team members tried to persuade them to fight.

After registering his identity, Zhaoling walked around the archaeological site. He stood outside the inspection site in a regular manner to visit, so as not to affect the people at work.

Walking around, Zhaoling saw a cemetery being uncovered, revealing a skeleton being cleaned up, and heard two team members talking in a low voice.

A member of the team said, "This man may be Rongren. Look at his funeral, he was buried with his body upright."

Another team member said: "This is the first time. In this way, there are Yueren and many Rongren among the miners. There is not even a pottery pot in the tomb. It is really miserable."

The two team members could only guess how hard life was for the lower classes, but Zhao Ling had personally seen the mining scene at the Zitong Mountain Mine.

The people buried in this cemetery suffered silently during their lifetime, and after their death, through the excavation of archaeologists, they uttered silent complaints.

The more he dived here to carry out the excavation work, he dealt with the bones every day, personally excavated the bones of his own people, and unearthed the buried past, what kind of mood did he feel?

Zhao Ling walked outside the construction site and sat on a rock outcropping, facing the sea of ​​copper grass flowers. He took out a bottle of drink from his backpack, unscrewed the cap, and drank it with his head up.

The scene in autumn is inevitably desolate. Many fields on the hillside are overgrown with weeds and seem to be abandoned, but in fact they are all owned land.

Sitting in this open space, behind us is the dusty archaeological site, where there are busy archaeological team members and migrant workers. Occasionally, someone can be heard shouting: "Vietnamese team."

After Zhaoling finished drinking, she put the empty drink bottle back into her backpack, not to make garbage on the mountain.

Just when she wanted to get up, she suddenly felt someone approaching behind her. Zhao Ling didn't turn her head, and knew who it was by feeling.

Yueqian accompanied Zhaoling, and the two looked at the scenery in the mountains together. It was almost dusk, and a ray of light appeared on the ridge of the distant mountain.

A big warm hand rested on Zhaoling's shoulder, and the two sat and stood very close to each other

The team members had already finished work, and some team members were not in a hurry to leave, and looked in the direction where their team leader was.

A team member asked: "Old Qin, do you know that man?"

Team member Lao Qin said: "I don't know him. It's strange. I've never seen family and friends from the Yue team come to work and look for him before."

I have been with the Yue team for quite a long time, and at one point I wondered whether the Yue team had any family members.

The author has something to say: Yue Snake: I have a family.

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感谢在2021-10-04?22:50:10~2021-10-07?09:46:03期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angels who cast mines: Qin Gu, Guan Qi Qing Shu, Ying Ni, Qiao Qiao Zhi, Yuzi? 1;

感谢灌溉营养液的小天使：折眉?20瓶；冠琪清姝、小蛇?10瓶；夢中鸟、48269587?5瓶；呦鸣、邓钰秋?2瓶；

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard