mountain god dance

Snow clothes and snow hair, lonely shadows at the end of the year.

He still has attachments, and his usual silence is unspeakable because of reluctance and unbearable.

Even if Baigu heard such things, he had no status to comfort and forgive him. Long before he was born in Jiangpu, a water village, sorrows and joys and rifts had already occurred, and his tragic fate was determined by a higher god.The tone of his words was plain, he couldn't concoct a half sentence, he just followed Lan Jian, and moved forward helplessly in his heart.

The fate of mortals is roughly like this. If you don't understand the reason, you still have to move forward with your head on your shoulders.

After leaving the celestial burial forest, the eyes of the hundred valleys are also clear, and the light and the light will shine together, the barrier is broken, and the wind and dew invade.

Looking at Lanjian again, he is still quite calm, and he is very good at getting rid of the gloomy achievement of separation and achievement. Using "reluctance" and "attachment" to describe him is nothing but nonsense.

Zhangdi away is the second Yayamen, named for the canine teeth of the White Wolf King.

The first gate stands at the foot of the mountain, which means that Yi Yi cuts off the connection between the human sacrifice and the world, and the second gate stands in front of the temple, which means that he can no longer be himself.There, Taiye's eyes are fully fixed, and he must be careful.

Lanjian thought that Daiye might want to use that tormenting method again, pretending to be gentle, but actually inflicting torture, so she reminded him: "There is no time to rest wantonly when you go up, put on more clothes, and then eat something. Bar."

Arrived.

Earlier, an ice-white jade dragon in the sky had already crouched under his feet, and his toes were blistered because of this. He was extremely hungry and thirsty, and the repeated accidents on the road made Baigu so tired that he was no longer in his original state of mind.With his fingers, he took off the scarf and combed his hair all over. It has grown a lot these days, so he had to keep braiding it up, revealing a neck whiter than snow, and the silver earrings jingled when they touched the bracelet.

Lan Jian reached out and stuffed a strand of forgotten black hair back into his hand.

"Thank you... tell me, what will the mountain god do to me?" Baigu was uncertain, "He drowned the people in my whole village, and he might not let me go."

The mountain god won't like anyone, this kind of worry is superfluous.

Lan Jian said: "It's not possible, it's certain. Don't be ignorant all day long."

"Tch, ruthless."

Baigu took off the clothes that were stained and stained by sleeping in the open these days, and changed into a blue shirt made of colorful woven silver thread, and asked him in circles, "Is it still okay?"

"The mountain wind is very cold, so put on a jacket."

Brother Jiu Zhen spent a lot of money to buy a long fur, wrapped in a hundred grains, like a big fox standing up, fluffy.

"From now on, it's your own path."

Lanjian gave way to the Dao: "This journey has been long and difficult, and the peaks are high. It is also a kind of practice for you to come here."

As soon as Lanjian regained his skills, Baigu immediately felt the biting cold of the ice pick, hugged his arms and sneezed twice in succession, barely feeling his ears.His emotions were back to the bones, his shoulders drooped from the cold, and he concentrated on resisting the strong wind.

The dangerous building is placed on the rock, climbing the clouds to ride the sun, the long ladder in front of the hall turns back [-] folds, the long flag shakes, and the gate hall is dug out of huge stones to carve out huge statues, proclaiming to the people of the world that this is a holy place.

Is it holy?Baigu's memory of the night of Dongwulawa's fire is still vague, and he still can't figure it out, and he still has spreading sorrow.

Lanjian saw him tidying up slowly, and asked directly, "Just say what you want."

"...I thought about it. If Jindian is imprisoned, I should redeem him." Baigu twirled the bracelet on his hand: "Any price is fine. In this way, he can accompany you to find a doctor." Method..."

The youthful eyes glanced at the indifferent god, and then lowered sadly: "Because there are always more people who miss you than I do. Those who walk in the waterways, in the fields, and live in the mountains, they are asking you to show your spirit in distress, You must be here."

Lanjian: "..."

Lan Jian closed his eyes slightly and asked him, "So what?"

"how……"

Baigu raised his head, his pale lips tremblingly opened and closed:

"I hope that the immortals can change their hair to gray, get rid of old diseases, and cultivate an immortal body to live forever in the world."

Lanjian sneered back: "Don't you hate me?"

Baigu: "I hate you, there are plenty of people who like you, don't underestimate yourself."

Lan Jian's heart became complicated.

He has been favored by a small thing many times, and the feeling is strange and strange. When he thinks about it, the word "love" is really dear, and if he is used for a while, he can't just be regarded as a human sacrifice of a mountain god, or as a human sacrifice. The younger brother entrusted by Sugiya to look after.

He also had a direct friendship with himself and became someone he knew between Lan Jian.

Remember what happened to the herdsman?

At that time, the shepherd boy was in high spirits and the royal horse was galloping. He felt that ordinary people were as comfortable as the wind, and he was willing to raise him up. After years of separation and reunion, he saw him die in the cage with his own eyes.

Before it happened, he had to cut off the connection with his own hands.

"Let me tell you something."

The god looked at Baigu with contempt: "I let you eat Duojiu, and for a while, you completely forgot about Jindian."

Baigu was ignorant at first when he heard this, pointing to himself: "Me? I remember him."

"After you were driven up the mountain by Grandma Wu, and before you went to the tea garden, you don't remember it. Because you forgot him, you fell in love with an unclean person in a mud swamp. If it wasn't for the mountain god to help you escape, you don't remember it today. There was He Bo, who was trapped in the swamp for life and death."

Baigu was greatly shocked and his scalp was numb. Although he doubted whether these words were true or not, he had seen the rotten snake body, and the pair of snowflake silver bracelets on his wrists also showed that he had gone to Evidence of passing through the mysterious land.

"Impossible...Why do I not remember the swamp?"

Lan Jian didn't say the reason, but just said foolishly: "The mountain god has his own arrangements."

"I don't understand." Baigu kept shaking his head, he was fooled and showed a hurt expression: "What are you thinking?"

"Let you know that you don't have to be nice to me."

Lan Jian coldly dumped the food in the bag on the ground: "Eat more food, fill your stomach, and think about your own things."

"Then what did you do!" Bai Gu yelled: "You can't really treat me like a pig, being dragged around like an animal, and stuffed when I'm full!"

"I want to get rid of you." He replied calmly, like a murderer: "I want you to stop thinking about my brother, die quickly, and don't confuse him anymore, understand?"

The companionship of the past few days is insignificant, the wine is dry at night, the east water is empty, and the relationship between the two has returned to the origin of their dispute. I don't know what the other party is thinking and thinking, and I think this person is a concise opponent.

The mountain god couldn't take care of it, Baigu's head was swollen, and he fainted faintly. He even smiled: "Why do I seem to be dreaming?"

Lanjian turned around and was about to leave: "Come up by yourself after eating, don't let the mountain god wait too long."

Baigu thought, what is this?

He grabbed the fairy, put his hands on his chest, and said loudly: "Let me see if you have a heart! Yes? You are still jumping, so is your heart so long for nothing? Don't tell me to miss you brothers Two, you gave me back that poor heart!"

Lan Jian pushed his hand away, and Bai Gu grabbed him again: "Are you going to run away again? Wouldn't it be easier to poach my mind and sell it as pork?"

Lan Jian didn't look at him, broke away from the young man's obstruction, and flew away lightly.

"Tell me to eat and wear clothes!" Baigu paced back and forth vigorously, hitting the ground with a bang, and shouted to the sky, "At the end you want me not to remember, you are indeed sick!"

He squatted down in the snow, trembling with concentration, and couldn't help sealing that bit of hope that had been ignited.Saying goodbye to Leng Jun, Lan Jian left with warm protection, the mist lingering on the mountain seemed to lose its divinity, becoming loose and lazy, and Bai Gu stared at his feet in a daze, feeling melancholy.

After all, they are very different, and Jin Dian can still love a mortal when he is old and ugly.

How can he bear it, constantly sad, constantly affectionate, constantly worrying about parting, drinking alone.

As for Lan Jian, he would leave as soon as he touched it, and whenever he sensed any sign of intimacy, he would kill it.

He couldn't bear the sadness that would come eventually.

Baigu hadn't thought of this yet, but at this moment, he took a hard bite of the hard rice cake, spit it out on the ground again, and threw the cake far away in anger.

"Don't even say warm me up!"

He shouted into the mountain stream, the sound destroyed the thick snow on Linshan, the white top fell on the slope like a rock, the snow foam splashed and slid ten thousand feet.

Don't shed tears in this place, or even the eyeballs will be frozen.

in front of the palace.

The sky is covered with snow and frost, and a layer of cold air freezes the stone surface. The road is slippery and easy to slip. Lanjian swept away the ice and snow first, and cleared the roadblock for the person who is coming later.

Just as he was about to go in and inform Daiye, there was a sudden movement down the mountain, and the snow eagle screamed past...

A mountain soul disappeared.

"Any other mountain pryers?"

Lan Jian was worried, these people really came to die tirelessly, and it was too late to go down the mountain at this time, so he had to throw a celestial mist bird at that position, let it flutter down the mountain to make a mark, and wanted to see it clearly in the future.

When I entered the gate of the palace, the fire was still not burning, and it was dim in the afternoon, and the spring was not visible in the thousand corridors.Jin Dian was not tied in the same place, he searched and found no one, he was surprised, remembering Shan Mi's advice, he told Wu Niao to fly away from the mountain.

Dai Ye is sitting in front of the desk in the side room and sleeping.

When Lan Jian came, he sat on the opposite futon, silently brewing snow-sencha, using force to heat it up, the porcelain cups collided, the fragrance was pleasant, and the mountain god woke up.

"Are you here?" He was in a good mood, shaking his body: "The longer you wait, the more you look forward to it. I'm happy at this time, when people have come but haven't seen them."

Lanjian served him tea: "It's just outside the heavenly steps, and it'll be here in no time."

Daye nodded, holding the cup between her fingers and putting it to her lips.

"What do you think of people?"

Lan Jian replied: "Looks like the bright moon shines on flowers, and has a straightforward personality. She is someone who will be cherished by the wind and snow."

Dai Ye laughed even more: "It's not easy for Lan Jian to say that."

"Just telling the truth."

There is a set of chess records on the table, and it is half finished, which is exactly the game played by the former master Du Fuzi.The mountain god pinched a sunspot, and the game froze immediately.

He said: "Recently, I feel that if there is no chess game in the world, there will be no dead end, and if there is no dead end, there will be no need to seek relief..."

Lan Jian thought that he meant something, and answered cautiously: "Everything has a desire to win. There are wise men in the world who judge superiors and inferiors by strategy. Gambling is harmful to deceit. The whole country."

"Well, it's natural to be competitive, and it's unavoidable."

Dai Ye continued the conversation, then changed the topic and brought up the events of the past: "You came here originally to seek the method of getting rid of decay, but my immortal nature is not the same, and the medicinal nature of the mountain soul cannot cure your disease."

Lan Jian nodded: "Exactly."

"Actually, I have found a method of refining. This method will take a long time, but it can reverse the nature of the mountain's soul and be used by you."

Lanjian suddenly felt happy and his eyes lit up a little: "Really? When did Master Daiye succeed in refining it?"

Dai Ye smiled: "Of course it's true, I used this method to eat mountain soul, but it must be supplemented by a god's inner alchemy."

Lan Jian was stunned: "What are you doing eating mountain souls? Could it be that he is also sick? Which god would be willing to offer himself?"

"Lanjian, if you make a wrong move, it will be a dead end, right?"

Dai Ye half-kneeled from the desk, and suddenly reached out and touched Lan Jian's face, locking him from moving.

Lanjian felt bad.

There was a smile on the mouth of the mountain god, but in the dark eyes, the snowflakes in the pupils greedily expanded:

"Lanjian, I'm sorry, I ate half of your inner alchemy and forced you to enter the sky. You don't remember, it's because you also drank the wine. Those pryers you always target are also I told people to go... Don't be angry, don't look at me like this, listen to me, I will give you back the power now... But you, if you want to deceive other gods, can you do it?"