Chapter 7 Gloomy
This is an unknown and powerful mountain, towering and not inferior to Kunlun.
Hundreds of miles of plain under the mountain, no matter where you stand, looking from afar, you can only see the haze in the sky, the fog, and the clouds are deep and hard to find a place to return to.
The mountain is not famous, but the abyss is spiritual.
Liu Yi has been living for seven years. It is such a ghost mountain where birds do not poop. In the past thousand years, people have been rare, and even mountain people have become less and less. Tens of thousands of years ago, it had an extremely admirable name - not good!
The road is long and the world is short, and it is silent. Zhou, Zhiye.
The name of the mountain is not good, but it is difficult to get close to it day by day.
Its vast and devastating power is like standing at the foot of the mountain. When you look up, you see the black cloud that seems to be about to be suppressed, which makes people tremble and numb.
Maybe countless years ago, the myths and legends that belonged to the mountain had already disappeared over time.
Or even if it is passed down, it has been tampered with.
When the master came here to live in seclusion, he naturally inquired about everything clearly, including the old news of "Wuzhou Mountain".
When the clear story is blurred by time, will future generations still believe the sound of the wind coming from the cave?
At least the Master never takes some rumors, such as evil in the mountains, which are not suitable for settling down.
This nameless deep mountain, forgotten and abandoned by time and the world, is boundless, as if it were still the same as ancient times, and has not been flattened.
However, under the creation of the heavenly ghost and axe, the rolling invisible natural pressure that comes to the face can there be a little deterrent to martial artists such as the master who have long been beyond the category of ordinary people and throw five bodies to worship?
Isn't it? If even the strong martial arts in the mortal world are not enough to be convinced, no matter how high, deep and towering the mountain is, how can it be worthy of a poor name!
The mountain is still the same mountain, surrounded by thick fog. Every night before the sun sets, the wild vulture flies together, and the shadows will cover the earth in advance.
It's just that what is missing?
If it is true, it has only been erased by history, or the industry itself has lost its far-reaching meaning.
In ancient times, even the god of war who was worshipped by people has become an evil way of Confucianism.
Originally, why did the God of War intervene in a field that he was not good at?
It has been too long, and mortals will always be proud of their thousands of years of epic heritage. If you add 10,000 words after thousands, then...
...
The clear stream is like ink, and the green ink is reflected along the shade forest.
A tail of fat fish leaped in the stream, sometimes turning up the waves of white flowers, exposing the same fat and white belly, sprinkling pieces of crystal in the air; sometimes "wishing" shuttle shallow pools, leaving clear textures, circling in the increasingly clear blue streams.
The sun is warm, the wind is blowing, and I don't know where the dandelion seeds are rolled up. Large areas of plain white are sprinkled on the face, just like plain clothes in winter, except for the lack of invasion of bone marrow coolness.
The fragrance of green grass is shallow, and the snow is flying.
All the way to pull Chang Pan and run here, Chang Xiaopang has been so tired that he has been lying on the riverside and vomiting like a dead dog.
Of course, this scene of the evil scenery can't enter Liu Yi's eyes.
He stretched out his hand and looked at the beautiful scenery in the sky at this time, as if even the morning light had been screened out by a piece of neon.
Muttered to himself, this is just a scenery worth jumping for ordinary children, and Liu Yi was instantly infatuated--
No one will understand what can be left in a child's heart after the harshest training every day.
However, compared with the same age in life, there is no cruelty in the jungle, and it is all worry-free.
What will happen if there is nothing left?
The husband doesn't understand, and even Liu Yi himself doesn't understand how he has persisted for many years.
Is it important to fight a wolf with bare hands and fly like an ape?
In this turbid world, it may be important, but it should not be all.
Liu Yi looked up to the sky and took a deep breath. The smell of the soil is not very good, and the weeds and flowers are still light. But all this is worth cherishing for Liu Yi-
The Master's arrangement of homework is not harsh. At least, every morning, he will not reprimand Liu Yi and ask for kung fu.
Liu Yi doesn't know whether he will be a little weak in front of people or not. Only the Master himself knows.
But Liu Yi always adheres to his own "guidelines". Even if the husband does not require it, usually, even if it is the morning light of herding sheep, he will not run out.
Throughout the year, I'm afraid that the number of times Liu Yi went out to play is less than three or five times.
And these three or five times, in the eyes of the husband, he can't stand the lonely teenager's heart. In fact, Liu Yi finally has his own reason...
Half a drop of tears overflowed from the corners of the eyes, which have not yet fallen, and have been severely crushed by the closed eyelids.
After taking a deep breath, the touching ripples on the little face condensed into a soft and warm smile like a husband.
At this time, Liu Yi turned his eyes and looked down to the riverside. Today, it was obvious that many different Changpan-
"Xiao Pang, you called me today, but what's the fun?"
The voice was soft and even a little low, and the unusual teenager jumped off.
Liu Yi's expression is always so calm, just like a certain temperament on the doctor's body. No wonder he will be suspected of the blood of the two. Regardless of appearance or temperament, he is too similar to his husband.
It is also this calmness, which makes many peer-agemates jealous and rejected, and also has an obscure solemnity that is difficult for others to understand.
Even the neighbors in the village call him "special" in the name of the husband's Yu Wei, not to mention Changpan, how can they think about it again?
He gasped and his numb hands supported the ground and supported his body. The beating heart in his chest almost jumped out of his throat. Chang Pan felt that there was a flame burning in the heart of his purple eyebrows, and he was about to burn his limbs into ashes along the meridians!
For a moment, just as he doubted whether the whole body would explode the next moment, another clear stream overflowed from the medulla, infiltrating the weak torso, which was particularly comfortable.
Of course, this change is unexpected and silent, and cannot relieve fatigue immediately.
His dry throat still breathes turbidly like a blower.
Today, Liu Yi didn't know what happened, almost pulling the fat man all the way to fly here. The speed of the two can't be said to be a drooping child. Even an adult will be terrled when they see it.
Liu Yi has been practicing hard and tempering his body for many years. Although he always fails to meet the requirements of his husband, according to what he said, he is still far from the senior martial artist, and he can't even enter the door. It's not surprising that he has such a speed and can completely hold on.
Chang Panze endured all the way.
He is physically exhausted and only feels exhausted, but his spirit is abnormally exhilarating.
In the chaotic consciousness of self-ecstasy, ecstasy, and Changpan, a certain feeling of joy is not enough to talk about.
I only heard that the gasp by the stream gradually stabilized. Chang Panyi was half kneeling and never got up.
But almost as soon as he regained control of his body, he trembled his hands, like a treasure, and seemed to hold something more important than his life. He took out a roll of silk from his arms and handed it to Liu Yi--
The purple silk moves with the wind, like a striking banner flying in the snow, and like a heavenly punishment lightning passing through the clear sky!
Chang Pan turned his face, and his face was full of excitement, excitement, and even a little chilling.
The expression mixed with complex fanaticism has been called the fat face that is not handsome, but looks quite simple and happy, and it is completely twisted.
Liu Yi's pupils suddenly contracted. He stood by the stream with his hands behind his back, only two or three feet away from Changpan. The hands behind him were tightly wrapped with their fingers and clenched fists.
He saw clearly how several Ren in the silk book was distorted, and it was difficult to hide his meaning.
It seems that as long as you see that purple electricity, your mind will reflect strange words--
Jiuxiao Purple Mansion, Thunder General Outline!
His heart suddenly twitched, his little face was white for a moment, and his eyes flashed a little.
He thought of Changpan's sudden surge in physique. He recalled that the master mentioned Xiuzhen yesterday. He suddenly crossed his eyes. When the master mentioned to let him practice, he showed strong desires, expectations and expectations. Under there, he even hid other, ** naked desires that scared him--
Liu Yi never dares to disobey the wishes of the husband. He always convinces himself with the kindness of nurturing.
But only he knows what he is really afraid of--
The ice and snow seemed to be in a stove, swaying in front of my eyes, and I don't know when the cold light will fall!
...
"Xin'er--"
In the dilapidated earthen house, Cang Capricorn stared at the blushing woman lying on the couch in surprise.
The ground is messy and faintly filth-like.
Cang Capricorn held the woman's pulse in one hand, and the other hand was trembling and even at a loss.
"You?!"
Cang Capricorn's face was full of joy and radiance, and he couldn't hide it.
That's not very beautiful. Looking at the warm woman, she lowered her head shyly and quietly nodding.
The four walls covered with the colorful fur of the prey are like a layer of oil paint in the blink of an eye, creating a bright glow.
Cang Capricorn cried with joy and stood up openly.
He wandered at a loss, trying to laugh, but he was afraid of disturbing his neighbors. If you want to roar, you will be more afraid of the world.
The woman quietly looked up, and her eyebrows were also warm.
When she looked carefully, she found that her eyebrows were extremely beautiful, and her surrounding skin was also very delicate.
The long eyelashes tremble playfully, and the watery eyes are more beautiful than the aftershocks of autumn light.
If most of her face is covered, she is clearly a beautiful woman with a beautiful country and a smile.
Unfortunately, the creator doesn't seem to want to have more disasters in the world. When her facial features are coordinated, even the beauty between her eyebrows is covered up.
"Cough~"
The woman suddenly coughed in a low voice, which was not very violent, but the Capricorn, who fell into ecstasy, turned pale in an instant.
He seemed to remember something. The color of ecstasy was instantly fixed, and then changed from stiffness to gray.
The majestic body began to tremble again, but this time, there was no joy.
"How, how can it be now!"
Cang Capricorn turned around and stared at the woman with pity, and his eyes were full of self-reproach, chagment, and even panic!
The woman's face is a little pale, but the blush has not yet dissipated.
She whispered gently, "It doesn't matter, does it?"
Cang Capricorn stabilized his mood and sat back to the couch.
He gently hugged his wife, held his head, gently stroked his back and hair, and comforted her in a low voice:
"Yes... It doesn't matter~"
The voice is astringent and forced to smile.
The iron bow hanging on the tiger skin substrate on the wall is shaking, and the prey fur decorated on the four walls is no longer gorgeous~
Out of the house, a black cloud floated in the sky at some point, covering the whole Changjia Village for a moment.
It's still bright in the morning. After a short break, the sky becomes gloomy and dark...