Meet the moon again

A heavy rain had just come to an end, and there was still a moist earthy smell in the air.The mountain wind howled through the forest, and the remaining rainwater on the stone wall fell on his flapping robe.

Qi Lin coughed dryly a few times, stared straight at Zhong Qing's tense face, and traced it carefully with undisguised eyes.This is the love that spent decades with him, the love that accompanied him to be happy and happy on Wanren Mountain.

He thought of the first time they met, he leaned on the tree and jokingly said to the white-clothed swordsman below: "Xianjun, do you really fall in love like your name?"

At that time, Zhong Qing raised his eyelids lightly and glanced at him, and then he was no longer willing to give any extra glances, and walked away with the sword in his arms without paying attention, only the black hair hidden behind The reddish ears below revealed a little embarrassment.

Really, it couldn't be more cute.

Now, that white-clothed swordsman is looking at him from a distance across the cliff, his expression is as indifferent as when he first met, as if it has been his big dream for so many years.

Qi Lin felt that his blood was almost gone, but fortunately he liked dark clothes, otherwise he would have been soaked in blood so that he couldn't see the original color.He straightened his back and glanced at the monks on the opposite cliff. No one knew that he had spent most of his energy just to cast this glance.

He opened his mouth, his throat was so dry that he couldn't make a sound.

He wanted to ask why.

He also wanted to ask, have you ever been in love all these years.

But these words are too humble and hypocritical, how could they be spit out of his mouth.

Who is he, Qi Lin?He is the body of the demon emperor, Qi Lin who climbed up step by step from a scattered demon.Mo said that he has never bowed his head, even if he wanted to bow his head, he would not do so in such a way.

He is Qi Lin, he has no way of grabbing Zhong Qing's collar and yelling at him to question him like a mortal woman.

At the last moment of falling into the darkness, he finally bumped into the pair of peach blossom eyes of love.Such tender and affectionate eyebrows and eyes, but why did they fall on such an immovable sword cultivator... It has been haunting him for so many years, and it is hard to forget.

He greedily opened his eyes, trying to see the white figure clearly.He even vaguely saw his shaking sleeves and the panic flashing across his face.

Maybe he was emotional, maybe at a certain moment he was also shaken.

But that doesn't matter anymore.

The sounds of hunting and wind around, the sound of spiritual power swaying through the grass and trees, and the sound of swords and swords were all gradually peeled off from his mind in the next moment. He couldn't help closing his eyes anymore, and all senses were hidden in the darkness. .

He seemed to have walked a long, long road, and he was alone on this road, without love, and without anyone else.

Occasionally, he could hear a few crisp birdsong, and occasionally smell a few faint scents of flowers.He has felt the momentary roar of thunder, and he has also felt the continuous pouring rain.

He seems to be a creature still living in the world, but he can only vaguely grasp a little bit of his connection with the world. If he misses it, he can only return to the darkness, letting the boundless loneliness echo in his heart.

Qi Lin didn't know why he was in such a situation, nor did he know how long it had been outside.

The spring and summer in the world rolled by round after round, and he also went through one dream after another.

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City B is a mountain city.Many mountains are connected into one piece, dark green and light green are intertwined.In the early morning and evening, the mist is dense and the mist puffs and puffs. From a distance, the majestic mountain peaks are like a fairy scene in a painting.

These mountains have their own names. Tiger Mountain is not the most famous of these mountains, but it straddles the north and south, connecting the famous scenic spots of City B, Jiuxi Mountain and Lianhua Temple.

There is actually a legend about Tiger Mountain.It is rumored that a vision fell from the sky 500 years ago, dark clouds rushed over the peak of Tiger Mountain, and thunder and lightning struck.Dozens of white-clothed immortals stood in mid-air, with spiritual nets in their hands, all tied up a tiger spirit who had practiced for a hundred years, and suppressed him under the rocks.Then every midnight, the roar of tiger spirits can be heard in the mountain, hence the name Tiger Mountain.

Qiao Zhuo is a student of No. [-] Middle School in City A. After the college entrance examination, she invited a few classmates from City A to City B just for this Tiger Mountain.

Of course, as a new youth in the new era of socialism, she naturally does not believe in these sevens and eights.The purpose of this trip is mainly to dispel these claims of strange power and chaos.

They have two women and three men in a line, which can be regarded as a conservative configuration.After nightfall, they entered the mountain under the leadership of the villagers of Jiuxi Village.

Jiuxi Village is located in the depths of Jiuxi Mountain. Because Jiuxi Mountain has never charged the villagers, these villagers will always catch a few tourists who come to Jiuxi Mountain on the way and sell their half-price "scalper tickets" ——Actually, they let you sit on their motorcycle and pretend to be a villager from Jiuxi Village to sneak in.

The Tiger Mountain that Qiao Zhuo and the others went to did not need tickets, but it was undeveloped, and the only places that could enter the mountain were muddy paths. Compared with cars, motorcycles are undoubtedly the best means of transportation, and compared to those motorcycles in the city The drivers and the villagers of Jiuxi Village are more familiar with these roads.

The group of them gave those villagers two hundred yuan, and they drove them all the way to the gate of Tiger Mountain.

However, these villagers have been frightened by the legend of Tiger Mountain since they were young, and they dare not approach them casually during the day, let alone at night.So at the foot of the mountain, Qiao Zhuo and his party got out of the car and started their hiking trip.

"I've always wondered, how did you find such a place where nothing shit happens?" Lin Qian gasped loudly while supporting the tree trunk beside him.

Qiao Zhuo turned his head and smiled at him: "Forum."

"What kind of supernatural ghost story forum did you go to again?" another girl shouted.

The bird on the tree was so startled by her, and immediately flapped its wings and flew away. The shaken leaves fell on the shoulders of a boy, and he threw them to the ground in disgust.

"That's right." Qiao Zhuo raised the strap of his backpack and urged, "Hurry up, we have to find a place where we can pitch a tent."

"Hey, have you written down the picture you mentioned before? The signal here doesn't seem to be good."

"Write it down, I have drawn it several times."

On the treetops on the moon, the cicadas in the mountains rang out one after another.The cool breeze passed by, and the leaves rustled when they rubbed against each other.Qiao Zhuo wrapped his thin coat tightly and shivered.

The weather is clearly in June, but it is as cold as March in the cold spring.

"I'm so exhausted, when will I be there?" Lin Qian complained again, and sat down on the rock beside him panting, "Take a break, I can't walk anymore."

Qiao Zhuo took out her hand-drawn map from her backpack, biting the flashlight and scanning the marks on it.

"Soon, it should be in front."

Lin Qian was picked up by the remaining two men, and he walked for 5 minutes with their half-support and half-drag.

The first thing that catches the eye is a pool of clear water.The surface of the pool is as quiet as a mirror, faintly reflecting the reflection of the crescent moon.There is a huge boulder standing beside the pool. Perhaps because of the age and overgrown with moss, the words on it can no longer be read clearly.

Everyone seemed to be strangled, and they didn't know how to act for a while.

After half a minute, Qiao Zhuo broke the silence: "Hurry up, get things ready and we're about to start."

Everyone finally came to their senses, put down their bags belatedly, those who should take out their DVs, and those who should eat melons eat melons.

Qiao Zhuo took out a bag of cinnabar and a brush.She poured the cinnabar into someone's porcelain bowl and melted into a puddle of red liquid. She drew a knife again, sprayed alcohol and wiped it several times before she dared to poke it on her fingertips. A tiny bit of blood squeezed into the bowl.

"Come on boys, let's start bleeding."

The girl next to him took the knife first, Qiao Zhuo smiled slightly at the dv player, and said: "We are now at Tiger Mountain in City B, and we are going to do what the thousand-year-old ghost said about breaking the formation. My little friend has already dripped blood. Now we can start drawing that formation diagram!"

"I don't think there will be any tigers. Even if there were, we would have Wu Song!"

"The picture of the old ghost is too complicated." Qiao Zhuo murmured softly, dipping a brush into the blood-mixed cinnabar, walked to the boulder, and began to brush away dragons and snakes.

"Fortunately, I have learned to draw."

One second, two seconds... The pool water swelled slightly, and the cinnabar liquid gradually dried up.The sound of cicadas seemed to be getting smaller and smaller, but no one paid attention.

Qiao Zhuo breathed a sigh of relief, and threw the brush into the porcelain bowl.

"It's 23:[-], let's wait a little longer...Jin Er foolishly set up a tent!"

The second hand on the watch turned around, Qiao Zhuo glanced back and said with a smile: "Look, nothing happened."

"Zibuyu..." Lin Qian also wanted to echo, but in the next second, the shaking of the rocks made his words stuck in his mouth.

None of them saw how the man came out.

They could only hear the screams of the rocks colliding, and only saw the moment when the gravel fell to the ground.

No one saw how that person appeared in front of them, how he strangled Qiao Zhuo's throat, and lifted her off the ground with one hand.

That person is really too good-looking.His long hair was scattered behind him, and his eyelashes were thick and long, allowing the moonlight to cast a layer of golden light on them.The bridge of the nose is enviably high, and the corners of the mouth are still smiling.Not like ordinary things, like immortals.

"You called me out?" he asked.

His voice was hoarse, as if he hadn't spoken for a long time.And there was an accent they had never heard before.

Qiao Zhuo grabbed his hand and struggled unceasingly.Her face was already flushed from suffocation, and there were still veins bursting out on her neck. She was afraid that she would die on the spot in an unscrupulous moment.

"Let her go!" the boy named Wu Song shouted.

"Who are you? You called me out?" The man turned to the crowd and tightened his grip on Qiao Zhuo's hand.

"I...not..." Qiao Zhuo said intermittently.

"Is that love? Take me to him." It's not that he didn't notice that the clothes on these people were completely different from his own, but there were other more important things than these.

"We don't know what love is! You let Qiao Zhuo go, we can give you money or whatever you want!"

"I don't know Zhongqing..." He withdrew his strength a little, as if he was thinking about something.

"Then you..." His expression turned serious, he threw away Qiao Zhuo and swept back.

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I changed the attributes based on the tweets. As we all know, I don’t know how to write attributes_(:з」∠)_