97. Chapter 97 Love and hatred are like floating

The legendary Xiwu Jinshan Mountain turned out to be not the description depicted in the book. There are no mountains and rivers, floating light and shadows, and all of them.

They didn't even find the mountain of Xiwu Jinshan.

After walking all morning, Yunshang's feet were sore, and she still didn't see a stone tablet that said: the mark or boundary marker of Xiwu Jinshan.

Seeing that the sun is getting higher and higher, Yunshang's forehead is sweating more and more, and the pace under his feet has become messy. Looking at Lian Zhun, the man is still a heartless look. He stood on a stone above with a relaxed face, hit a pergola at the eyebrow bone, and looked into the distance.

"What did you see?" When he stood side by side with him, Yunshang was already breathing like an old cow, out of breath.

Lian Zhun carefully identified it for a long time. He pointed to a raised stone cliff opposite and said, "Little beauty Yunshang, look, is there a stone over there that is different?"

Yunshang looked over along his gesture and saw that the raised shape of a stone was different from others.

"It's really different." Yunshang couldn't help exclaiming. Such a calm person couldn't help sighing when he saw the stone, lamenting the magical creation of the creator.

Although the stone was born on a cliff, it seemed to have a spiritual four sides stretched out a stone about the length of a baby's arm to hold the mountain in front of it tightly. Yunshang couldn't help frowning. She stepped on her feet. After making sure that the stone was not loose, she turned in a direction and continued to look at the peak.

Looking at this, she couldn't help feeling nauseous.

It's nothing else. She remembered an old saying in the book.

"Linyuan embraces the wall, and his body is like a baby."

Well...

If it hadn't been for such a scroll, otherwise, she wouldn't have thought that this rock really looked like a baby. After Yunshang's rich imagination, she could even see the upper part of the protruding rock, which was the baby's head and sternum...

If you think about it like this, it's even more disgusting.

Lian Jun didn't know what she was thinking. She just looked at the woman with a happy smile, and then curled her lips with a green face. "What's wrong? What's wrong?"

Yunshang is a shallow person. She rarely shows such expressions, but today she has given so many expressions in a row that Lian must be a little overwhelmed.

When Lian Zhun asked, Yun Shang couldn't help pointing to the mountain over there and said, "Look, a good mountain has been made like this. It's like a baby, and it's all nonsense!"

Lian Zhun thought about her words carefully and couldn't help laughing. He knew that she was talking about the content of the book.

This statement reminded Lian Zhun, "Anyway, we haven't found that Xiwu Jinshan. You might as well take out the book and compare it. Fortunately, it can inspire you."

Yunshang suddenly realized that he pushed Lian Zhun. Lian Zhun stood unsteadily and swayed back and forth. Yunshang shouted repeatedly and quickly grabbed him.

Lian Zhun stood firm and wiped a cold sweat. "I said, little beauty, are you so anxious to compete with the slave family?" Yunshang gave him a white look and let go of his nervously grasping his hand. "What is stinky? Which one wants to fly with you!" She stood motionless.

Lian Zhun smiled first, and then turned to look at her. The two walked to the other side of the mountain one after another.

When it came to the bottom of the baby cliff, Yunshang lowered her head and meditated. Lian was sure to look at her and half understood it in her heart.

"Has the ancient scroll been lost?" He suddenly asked softly.

One sentence poked Yunshang's heartache, picked up his shoulders, coughed low, and said, "Yes, I lost it." In the battle between life and death yesterday, the carriage completely climbed down the cliff, and her ancient scroll was also buried at the bottom of the cliff. She also wanted to go to the bottom of the cliff and pick it up, but the cliff was a cliff, and the four walls were unattainable, and the only passage under the cliff was also filled with rolling stones.

Her idea can only be left behind her mind.

She can basically recite the old scroll from back to front, and if she loses it, she will lose it.

"It's all things outside the body, so don't worry about it." He glanced at her with his charming eyes, put his arms leisurely on her shoulders, pretending to look at the scenery, but actually ate enough tofu.

Yunshang smiled and glanced at his arm on his shoulder. "I remember the book said that under the Baby Mountain, it was the fairy mountain. But... It's bare here, and I don't see any fairy spirit lingering.

Alas, if only there were books.

Yunshang sighed, and Lian Zhun simply tightened the arm a little and patted her, which was a silent comfort.

The two picked up the steps. On the winding cookie mountain road, the figures of the two looked more and more thin. The sunset pulled the shadows of the two people very long, but more and more people could see in the two interlaced shadows: the four words accompanied by the shape and shadow.

***

The sun is setting in the west, and the setting sun is full of blue gold. In an instant, it is covered with vast mountains and fields, and it also shines in the imperial city.

A figure walked slowly under the porch, watching the sun jump from the sky little by little, and finally disappeared. Then she smiled contentedly, "Look at the hour, I'm afraid that someone is already lost at this time, right?"

Chun'er held a cup of fragrant tea. "The detective who went out hasn't come back yet. Your Highness, you still have to wait slowly."

Feng Zixiang smiled softly, and Shuibo's face was only calm waiting for good news.

The fragrant tea was cold. Qiuer came in from the outside. Chun'er guessed one or two as soon as she saw her face. Qiuer's face was not good. Your Highness, those people, failed.

"Bang."

The persistent cup in Feng Zixiang's hand fell to the ground without warning, and the fine porcelain fell to pieces.

"I was run away by her?" She narrowed her eyes, looked at the water stains on the ground, and shook the tea in her hand. "What about those people?"

Of course, she asked about the killers sent out.

Qiu Er pondered for a moment and said, "Three of the five people sent out have been intercepted halfway back, and the other two have been waiting for your question outside the pavilion."

A gloomy breath flashed on Feng Zixiang's pretty face, "Okay, let them in."

Qiu Er flashed out, and then the two came out side by side. Their clothes were black and white, and they were the famous yin and yang couple on the road.

After the two of them came in, they stood one left and one right. Chun'er glanced at Feng Zixiang, who was sitting on the top, and scolded, "Why don't you kneel when you see the princess?"

The black and white couple ignored it. The man snorted coldly, and the white woman said gloomily, "We are Jianghu people and never pay attention to court etiquette."

Chun'er heard the words and smiled sarcastically, "What a Jianghu man, Jianghu people, my princess asks you, why did they escape the prey this time?"

The woman's side sword no longer refuted. Seeing this, the man took a step forward and said, "This mistake is my fault, but the letter you provided does not indicate that there will be other people in this operation."

Feng Zixiang was stunned and motioned Chun'er not to say anything. She asked for a moment of thought, "Let's talk about what kind of person is following the trouble?"

"Don't you know?" The woman was surprised, and then a trace of contempt flashed, "It turns out that the princess's mansion is nothing more than that."

Chun'er was furious when she heard the words and said, "It was also because you were not as good as others, so you failed."

"All right!" Feng Zixiang frowned and said, "Shut up."

Chun'er reluctantly closed her mouth and took a step back and stood with Qiu'er.

The woman sneered and said, "The back of the prey you look at is not simple. Several pairs of people flashed out of the barren mountains in the sky. They are all black scarves and have first-class skills. There are only five of us, two and three out of us, and we are also good at the Perak Hall in the south of the Yangtze River, but unfortunately we are in the wilderness.

After listening to her words, Feng Zixiang fell into meditation.

In addition to her, who else is also thinking about Lou Yunshang?

"There's nothing else. I'll leave." The woman held the sword and ignored the man. Obviously, she was ready.

Feng Zixiang nodded and nodded, "Thank you two for your action this time. I have prepared a small gift. Please accept it. Qiuer, take the reward to the two heroes."

Qiu'er had already prepared the tray for a long time. The couple hesitated for a moment. The man said loudly, "Our husband and wife have not completed your task. We only take half of the reward."

Feng Zixiang didn't say much, but nodded and agreed. However, the face of the maid Chun'er beside her was filled with a sinister smile.

The east gate of Zhuque Avenue is the most remote road in the whole imperial city. Because there has been a murder on this road not long ago, few pedestrians are willing to go out of the city alone.

On this road, the night is about to be shrouded.

The two couples were surrounded by a group of masked people in black.

The man pulled out the nine-section whip in his hand and smiled coldly, "Mother, look, what you said is true."

The woman in white also smiled, "What kind of descendants of the emperor, the means are also as sinister as us."

The couple stood back to back and made a defensive posture. There were too many people on each other, and they had just experienced a fight yesterday.

"There is no need to gossip. It is superfluous for those who fail to live in the world." The leader of the masked man took the lead in opening his mouth. Before his words fell, all kinds of knives attacked the husband and wife together...

***

"Lian Zhun, what are you writing?" Yunshang looked curiously at Lian Zhun with a short blade on the mountain wall and seemed to draw a few knives lightly. Lian Zhun smiled and handed her the short blade. "You can also write a few strokes and try it."

"What to write?"

"You follow my words and write down. Look at what I wrote. How interesting it is."

These two people have completely forgotten the purpose of coming here, like a leisurely mood of swimming in the mountains and rivers.

"I used to be young and love romantic for no reason, and I don't know how to be sad. The crazy song laughed at the moon and drank thousands of wine. When I was drunk, I solved a thousand worries. I once sighed that kindness, resentment and hatred are like floating. There is no need to ask for it in the morning and evening. Why don't we fly flowers with full sleeves, love and hate, and take a break from each other.

Yunshang said softly, and in the end, she only felt that there was a burst of plain sadness in her heart unconsciously.

She looked up at the man who wrote sadness, but saw that his eyebrows were enchanting, but there was a feeling in her eyes that she didn't understand.

I'm afraid this man is unhappy, isn't he?

She suddenly didn't know what kind of attitude she should use to face him.

Lian Zhun saw that she was in a low mood, smiled, reached out and took out something from her sleeve, knocked on the cliff, and casually threw it in the sky.

Note: The words in Lian Zhun's book are taken from "Floating Life Fu" sung by Yan Ling, which is a very ancient song. If you like it, you can go to Du Niang and listen to it.