[Gu Jian III] The Days I Worked in Xuanyuan Hill

When I arrived at Luanyu Mountain, it was already more than two months later.

Because there are various means of transportation, it is much faster than when it was purely running 4000 years ago.I've changed into an outfit that fits the times, and I've covered up my weird tattoos.The face can't be stopped, but in this era, women with "scars on their faces" are more in line with the setting of chivalrous women who are wandering outside.

Compared with 4000 years ago, women could also become warriors, and a man they fell in love with could be abducted directly into bed. In this era, there are obviously more restrictions on women.

I leaned on the shaft of the car, biting the sweet grass root in my mouth, listening to the chatter of the groom.

"...I've been doing this for so many years, and this is the first time I've seen someone who wants to go to Kugu Mountain this season. It's so cold on the mountain at the moment, you might freeze to death if you go up like this..."

"Why is it called Kugushan?" I interrupted him and asked.

The driver paused for a moment, then lowered his voice: "It's also a legend... In the early years, this mountain was called Dry Bones Mountain. It was said that there was no grass growing on the mountain, and there were strange bones everywhere. Later, some people who went up the mountain encountered accidents, The people in the village at the foot of the mountain said that the name of the mountain was the fault, so they changed the name. Hey, you said that you are a good girl, even if your face is ugly and you have a broken arm, why can’t you think about it like this, you have to..."

Impatiently, I broke off the iron bars that fixed the ruts next to me, bent into a SB shape in front of him, and bent back in his silent expression.

The coachman let me down at the foot of the mountain, and fled away like flying. I don't know if he was afraid of the legend of this mountain, or because he was afraid that I would tear his wheels down.

I straightened my clothes, looked up at the mountain road which was very different from when I came here before, and walked up.

The last time I came here, although the surrounding area of ​​the mountain was already occupied by parasitic demons, at least it was still green and green.However, all I can see now is a gray mountain rock.Think about it, too, 4000 years of vicissitudes, even the name of Luanyu Mountain has been changed beyond recognition, what else can be left behind.

...so why do I have to come here to have a look?

I was thinking about this boring question while walking up the mountain, and finally came to the conclusion that not everyone has the opportunity to point to the ground and say, look, this is the place where I died, and finally it was my turn to come Come back, and I will have the capital to brag in the future.

It is true that there is no grass growing on the mountain, but I did not see the bones mentioned by the driver just now.Perhaps these years have long since turned to ashes.After walking for more than two hours, I found a little familiar trace in the surrounding stone shapes.

It was the rock I stared at last week before I closed my eyes.

Because I was paralyzed by the poison of the Primordial Demon, I couldn't change my posture at that time. I even doubted that the stone could be branded on my retina.I walked over to the rock, looked around, and soon found more familiar objects in the unrecognizable terrain.

The huge pit in the distance should be the lake where the primordial demon appeared.

The rocks all over the ground should be the scene after I smashed the rocks indiscriminately.

And... After confirming the location, the rocky land on the right should be the place where I died that year.

I was stunned for a long time before walking over slowly, squatting down and stroking the uneven ground.Feeling that this was not enough, I simply lay down again, tilting my head and sticking out my tongue, trying to restore the death scene that year.

Looking at the past from the same angle after such a long time, it really feels different.

The sky is no longer that suffocating black-purple color. Although there is still a layer of gray clouds, the sun can illuminate the ground through the clouds.I turned sideways to look at the sky, then looked at the rock, and simply turned over on my back facing the sky and pretended to be dead.

Speaking of which, in the original plot, Jinyun should have died in Luanyu Mountain, right?

Wu Yan didn't tell me, and he didn't know where he was buried in this parallel world.If he really died in Luanyu Mountain, why did he come here?Is it to repay what I owed Wu Yan back then, or... Is it possible that it was for me hehehe.

I think my mentality is really good, lying where I died before, and maybe even the place where my boyfriend was buried. It's for me to avenge the plot of the domineering president who slaughtered all the demons.Thinking of the excitement, I jumped up like a carp, trying to find the place where Jinyun died that year.

When my right hand reached the ground, I suddenly moved a flat stone, and something flashed past under the raised side.

I was stunned, my body was subconsciously on alert, I half pressed down, ready to retreat anytime I found something wrong, I slowly moved the stone aside.

The land of Luanyu Mountain is completely sandy and gravel, so dry that there is not a trace of moisture.I moved the stone away, scraped away the sand below, and the thing with a corner just now appeared in front of my eyes.

This is a sword.

It was dark, and I couldn't see the original appearance clearly, as if I had slept here for a long time.I picked up the hilt that had decayed long ago and only had metal left, and found that the sword was about a third shorter than the usual saber.

It took a full ten seconds before I realized what the sword might be.

The heart suddenly beat wildly, and it seemed that it had opened a gap in the good state of mind it had maintained since then, and some kind of emotion that had been sealed tightly was clamoring and trying to burst out.

I held my breath, put the sword on the ground, and slowly wiped off the dust on the sword with hands that began to tremble unconsciously.The body of the sword was covered with a thin layer of rust. I picked up a piece of stone from the ground nearby, and scraped off the rust impatiently with shaking hands.When the dark cyan sword with ochre-red lines appeared in front of my eyes, the not-so-distant memory seemed to be suddenly turned up and thrown rudely on the ground.

"Tai Sui is Tai Sui. I know Tai Sui is very strong, but I just want to give Jinyun another one. It doesn't have to be very strong, as long as he is comfortable and convenient to carry around."

"Thank you, I... like it very much."

"No matter where you are, as long as I hear about you, I will definitely arrive as soon as possible."

I stared blankly at it, and the previous scenes appeared in front of my eyes one by one, and gradually faded away.Obviously a long time has passed, but now it is as clear as yesterday.Even longer ago, when we were just ordinary comrades-in-arms, the pictures jumped out on our own initiative.

I remember the sun was shining brightly that day, the trees were verdant, and he was still young with black hair.He said with a girlish mood that he wanted a relationship that would not be changed by the years, and I patted my chest and said that I would never die before you.

Was it that long ago?

Why is it so long ago all of a sudden?

I held the sword in front of my eyes, squinted against the light, and suddenly found that there seemed to be two characters near the hilt.

The sword-casting technique of the Wu people in Xiling is really awesome. After scraping off the rust, the characters of 4000 years ago are still clearly legible.My fingers traced the lines carefully, and silently read the two words with trembling lips——

"Yong'an".

"I think your name sounds nice, Chang Ning, Chang Ning, Chang Ning, you must have placed a lot of expectations on it."

Yongan Changning.

How many promises made so long ago have been fulfilled, and how many have suddenly disappeared?

The crack in my heart was getting bigger and bigger, and the door of numbness couldn't close the surging emotions, which surged out, instantly submerging my thought that I was very objective.

I gripped the sword tightly, half kneeling on the ground, and suddenly felt the pain in my chest as if it was going to tear my heart apart.

"Jinyun..."

"Jinyun..."

He did die here, even more tragically than in the original game.

I can't imagine what kind of mood he was in, he carved his name on the only sword I left him, and then took it to the place where I died alone.With his own strength, he slaughtered all the demons attracted by the corpse of the ancestor demon, and finally he held the sword and fell down on the place where I used to lie, looking at the sky that I had seen at that time.

I am waiting for him.

Who can he wait for?

His lover is gone, his friend was killed by himself, and most of his clan still regard him as a different kind.At that time, I waited for Wu Yan to come, he... who else could he think of in the end?

You buried the bones in the mud, I sent the world to the world full of snow.

When I came here, I asked myself why I had to come here.now I understand.

Perhaps it was to chew on the bitterness and grief that he had tasted back then.