Little Ancestor of Demon City

"March [-]rd is the Shangsi Festival. There is an old saying: 'February [-]nd, the dragon raises its head; March [-]rd, Xuanyuan is born'... This is the emperor's order, but... the heaven and the nobles are not as happy as the first life...let alone born for……"

"Why?" Lin Yuan murmured in confusion.

While half asleep and half awake, Lin Yuan saw a man and a woman sitting on the edge of a cliff on the top of a snow-capped mountain. The man was handsome and extraordinary, and the woman was exquisite and beautiful.The robe fluttered in the cold wind, but the snowflakes flew wildly but did not touch his body.The two frowns and smiles show their affection, but there is tenderness in the eyes.

"Chirp!" The clear and melodious bird song echoed for a long time between the cliffs, and a raptor like a peregrine falcon or a falcon soared lightly.He stretched his wings quickly and rushed up to the sky, and when he reached the top of the clouds, he suddenly folded his wings and plunged into the mountain stream.

The two sitting on the edge of the cliff look peaceful and pampered, and their eyes always follow the naughty raptors to roam freely in the vast world.

……

The dream was sometimes clear and sometimes hazy, and Lin Yuan struggled to wake up from the dream when his consciousness gradually returned to clarity, and then he was in Sparta!

He... was lying on the dark green bamboo raft, which was floating on the misty river, and the mountains and islands by the river were faintly visible in the mist of the river.

In a daze, he wandered around, the sky was not yet bright, the surroundings were blurry, he could vaguely hear the sound of the river undulating, and white duckweeds were scattered around the bamboo raft.

Lin Yuan: "..."

Is it worn?Or is someone messing with him?Or dreaming?

There was no bamboo pole on the bamboo raft, and there was no land in sight. I tried paddling the river a few times with my hands, but the bamboo raft did not move at all.After taking a few deep breaths, he still couldn't calm down.what to do?He was so angry that he was about to explode on the spot!

Grandpa Lu Xun said: Wherever you fall... just sleep for a while. (Lu Xun growled: I never said that!! No!! Absolutely not!!)

Lin Yuan, who was so angry that he wanted to blow himself up on the spot, firmly believed that the ancients were honest and not deceiving, and then he lay flat and closed his eyes to sleep decisively.

However, at this moment, it seemed that something was paddling the river regularly, and the sound of paddling water was getting louder and louder. It was heard that something was approaching him, and getting closer and closer to him.

Lin Yuan couldn't calm down again!The fog in the river was damp, the water in the river was icy cold, and the bamboo raft beneath me was icy cold to the bone. I don't know if it was because of fear or the cold, my heart trembled uneasy.

At this time, a leisurely voice pierced through the misty river fog and said casually: "I'm back."

Lin Yuan pretending to be asleep: "..." exm? !go away, i'm sleeping.

Lin Yuan didn't answer, and the visitor didn't seem to be in a hurry.After that, I only heard the gurgling sound of water, but no human voice.

Inexplicably panicked, Mad!Where the hell is he? !

With mixed feelings, he opened his eyes and looked in the direction where the voice came from just now.I saw a Pulsatilla paddling a bamboo raft to drive away the thick fog in the river. When Lin Yuan approached, he stopped steadily. Silent.

Lin Yuan was especially uncomfortable being looked at, and he stood up and sat cross-legged helplessly.

Pulsatilla is wearing an old white linen gown, not a formal ancient dress, but not an ordinary modern dress either.His demeanor is dusty and pure, but he appears lonely and cold, making it hard for people to get close to him.

Looking at Pulsatilla's face again... Lin Yuan felt that he had made a wrong positioning just now.

This man was clearly very handsome, but at first sight he was mistaken for an old man because of his white linen shirt and waterfall of white hair, but he was not old in reality, probably under 40 years old.The expression is careless, the corners of the mouth are slightly gloomy, and the eyes are gloomy and gloomy, which makes people look sad.

After the man sat cross-legged, his gloomy eyes fell lightly and far away to the ethereal river, and then he seemed to be in a trance and remained still.The look of the old monk in samadhi, as if he was used to watching the autumn moon and spring breeze on the river, and was tired of seeing the world.

Lin Yuan's mood was inexplicably depressed by his melancholy world-weary demeanor, and he remembered that he had fallen into a strange situation, so he hesitated and said, "Uncle..."

Lin Yuan only uttered one word, and the white-haired man immediately interrupted Lin Yuan in a cold voice, saying: "Xing Er, my name is Bai Zhong, call me Bai Er."

Lin Yuan was dumbfounded, and thought to himself that you have white hair all over your head, let me call you by your name, isn't it right, Mr. Bai Ersen.

But facing Bai Er's gloomy eyes, he hesitated for a moment, and simply called out: "Bai Er, uncle, this is..."

Bai Er said coldly: "Mujincheng...you, don't you remember?"

Seeing that he was quite impatient, Lin Yuan hurriedly asked, "What year is it now?"

Bai Er looked at the brat who looks like his father with a weird expression, and said suspiciously: "You——really don't remember?" He asked this, but he thought this kid was cheating on him, just like his mother ——Ghostly and clever!

Lin Yuan didn't know how to tell his background, so he simply said: "I was sleeping at home, but I woke up and slept here." He patted the bamboo raft.

Bai Er looked at Lin Yuan and said with a smile, "Mujin City is your home."

Lin Yuan: "!!!" Say it again!You are not a liar!Big fool!

Bai Er got up and grabbed the bamboo pole, and with one stroke to the end, the bamboo raft under his feet and the bamboo raft that Lin Yuan was sitting cross-legged strangely went out together.

As the sun rises in the east, the mist in the river becomes thinner, and the white duckweed on the river floats up and down with the rippling water waves.

Lin Yuan stared at Yijiang Chunshui and was lost in thought. Now he only hopes that he is in a dream and wakes up soon.

He couldn't help but murmured: "Impossible, wait a little longer, I'll wake up soon..."

Bai Er, who was supporting the bamboo pole, read leisurely: "Three mountains and half fall beyond the blue sky, and the two waters divide Bailuzhou."

Lin Yuan looked up at the slender figure on the bamboo raft in front of him, only then realized that the man who called himself Bai Er was so tall.With his posture of sitting cross-legged, looking up at the figure of this person is like looking up at the mountain island soaring into the clouds, Bai Er and the mountain both have a majestic and unmoving majesty.

"Three mountains and a half?" He followed up unconsciously, and then found that the feeling of deja vu in these three words was particularly strong.

Bai Er turned his head and glanced at him, his gaze was very shallow.

"Just remember... come to 'Sanshanban' to find me if you have something to do, remember to buy a pot of old wine." Bai Er said quietly.

Lin Yuan felt that Bai Er's voice was drifting away. Compared with the above sentence, this sentence was like sound transmission through the empty valley, swaying slowly.

Before he raised his head, the bamboo raft under him bumped into something lightly and swayed, he staggered, and hurriedly raised his head to look for someone, and saw Bai Er supporting the bamboo raft, his slender figure had disappeared into the river mist, The shadows are indistinct, gradually drifting away, like Linjiang fairy.

Lin Yuan stared blankly at Bai Er's back as he drifted away for a long time.

He came home?

Three and a half mountains?

Bai Er?

After recovering from the daze, Lin Yuan was immediately annoyed, and said in a frenzy: Why didn't this person leave him an address in Sanshanban!And where to buy "buy a pot of old wine"? !

day!

Only now did he see clearly that what the bamboo raft hit was a thick wooden pile wedged into the river.

The two wooden stakes are more than one meter apart, forming a long sleeper path.This end of the path extends into the shallow Qingjiang River, and the sleepers are soaked in water without rotting; while the other end of the path is submerged in fog—the fog over there is more like mountain fog, or ground fog.

The ground fog is not like the river fog. The river fog floats lightly on the surface of the water in a misty shape, like yarn or illusion.The ground fog was thick and white, curling up from the ground, as if a graceful figure had emerged from the ground.

Lin Yuan stood on the sleeper path, looking up at the top of the clouds. He suddenly felt frustrated that he couldn't see the blue sky even if the clouds and mists were pushed away. How could he come here?

Shit home!

Who is so eerie? !

Lin Yuan's pajamas were soaked by the dense fog. He walked for an unknown amount of time, and the path with wooden sleepers seemed to have no end.Hunger hit him, he stopped and looked around blankly, and found that there was nowhere to go but the road under his feet, so he kicked the wooden fence angrily.

Suddenly, the thick fog turned into a sharp sword and hit him wrapped in strong wind and thick moisture!

Lin Yuan's breathing was stagnant, and he retreated again and again, but there was no way to retreat.Ever since he set foot on the sleeper path, the dense fog has been following him like a shadow. Seeing that the dense fog that turned into a sharp sword is about to impale him into a hedgehog, he burst out in panic: "Get out!!!"

In an instant, the dense fog that was about to pass through the chest weakened and then scattered.

At the same time, a quiet female voice sounded in Lin Yuan's ears, and she deliberately said happily and softly: "Long time waiting...Young Master...hehehe~~~~"

Lin Yuan backed away vigilantly, looking around for the speaker.The sound came from all directions, as if hundreds of thousands of people spoke at the same time, and the sound made his head swell. In a trance, he saw a man and a woman sitting on the edge of the cliff, hunting wild birds of prey in the snowstorm from the empty valley In the midst of the attack, the strong wind swept up from the ground, and the gust of wind that swept up was like a sword, attacking him again.

He hurriedly closed his eyes, and the picture suddenly disappeared, his head became more and more painful, and at the same time, his abdomen began to ache.

Opening his eyes again, Lin Yuan was terrified by the scene in front of him.I saw a graceful figure really walked out of the thick white fog, walking towards him Shi Shiran, and the joyful laughter that never stopped in my ears merged into one slowly.

The woman has no face, and all the equipment on her body is made of thick mist, but she is unexpectedly light, graceful and harmless.

Lin Yuan only felt that she could not move because of her invisible beautiful eyes, and stood still on the spot.The abdominal pain was unbearable, as if tens of thousands of bundles of ice had passed through the abdomen. The pain suddenly intensified, as if something was about to burst out of the abdomen, and the cold spread all over the body in an instant. Can't shout.

He has never been afraid of the cold, but at this moment he was eroded by the cold to the point where his heart trembled.

Suddenly, the woman formed by the dense fog seemed to be hit by something, her graceful body staggered backwards, and then she howled her neck in pain.

The sharp and painful scream broke through the thick fog that engulfed Lin Yuan with hostility, and the thick fog receded and gradually became thinner and thinner.

"Ah!" The woman was in terrible pain, her lithe body immediately became transparent after this blow, only maintaining a humanoid form.She pointed at Lin Yuan angrily, with a terrified tone: "You! You are!"

The abdominal pain and cold erosion seemed to be just a moment. Lin Yuan gasped for breath as if he had been reborn. He supported the wooden railing with one hand and his knees with the other. The man had gold under his knees, and he would not kneel, this white-faced ghost!

He stared straight at the human-shaped white mist that was about to dissipate, eagerly waiting for the white-faced ghost to reveal who he was.

That old bastard Bai Er brought him out of the river, pretended to be an old acquaintance and asked him to go to Sanshanban to find him, and asked for a drink with a stern face!He almost died of pain just now!Almost pierced by the white-faced ghost Wanjian!Why didn't Bai Er come to help!

Ghost Nima Baier!It's just a big fool who cheated and drank!

Lin Yuan's red eyes stared at the white-faced ghost who was getting thinner and thinner, and said viciously: "If you have a fart, hurry up!"

The woman transformed into a thick fog lost her human form and her voice was inaudible. Because she had no face, she could only hear her panic and fear from her tone, and she could not believe that the person in front of her was who she thought she was. .

"you……"

The morning sun rises slowly from the water and the sky, and the golden light shines directly on the river. Whether it is river fog or ground fog, there is nowhere to hide in an instant, and then disappears.

Lin Yuan frantically said again: "What the hell am I! Finish talking before leaving!"

In this crazy place, even if he wasn't scared to death, he would have been pissed to death by these two people who had something to say and were still ghosts.Ahhhhhhh so angry!

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The three mountains and half fall outside the blue sky, and the two waters are divided into Bailuzhou. ——Li Bai