Half Demon and Half Mountain

The Blood-Dripping Knife and the Man in Red, as a flickering legend in the Jianghu, come and go quickly.After all, on this vast land of China, there is no shortage of talented scholars, beauties, heroes and knights.

And whether it is a human or a monster, they are actually forgetful animals.

In order to keep Moluo safe, Huan Le hides in a low-key manner. Whether it is the third son Huan of Suzaku Terrace or the guest in red, they are buried in the dust of history after all, and there is no trace to be found.

But he didn't completely live in seclusion in the deep mountains and old forests. The so-called great hermit lives in the world. Compared with the vast mountains and forests, he prefers to live in the fireworks of the world.

At this time, it was the Zhengtong period of the Ming Dynasty. Even after the Tumu Fortress Change, the Ming Dynasty was still prosperous.

Huan Le will go to different places, from south to north, from the imperial city to the frontier, and even cross the sea by boat.Overseas at that time was different from modern overseas.

As he walked, he would also forget a lot of things, and his memory began to blur when he was in Tang Dynasty, not to mention the short half a year in modern times.

But some images are immortal, and time cannot corrode them.For example, the smell of bubbling Coke, the brightly lit Chang'an Street at night, and the quiet courtyard that seems to be shrouded in the halo of old days.

He clearly remembers that era, because everything he is experiencing at the moment has already been recorded in the books and film and television works of that era. When he walks back and forth in this time shuttle, it is like walking in a bizarre dream. .

Excited, excited, and a little sad about it.

Unfortunately, the scenery in front of me cannot be shared with Ah Cen.

But Huan Le thought that he could keep walking until he saw Cen Shen at the next ferry.In this way, he can go ashore from the long river of time and tell him what he has seen and heard over the years.

The Beiguo special train on another time scale finally arrived at Kunlun Station.

Cen Shen took two expensive set meals bought from the dining car, and got off the train with his backpack on his back.Facing the setting sun, he looked up at the majestic mountains in front of him, and suddenly felt a sense of insignificance.

The Kunlun Mountains that people often say are actually the Kunlun Mountains that stretch for thousands of miles. There is only one real fairy mountain.Cen Shen had also been here before when he traveled around, but he had never found any trace of Xianshan.

Qiao Fengmian told him that the specific location of Xianshan Mountain is close to the Black Sea, which is the source of the Kunlun River.According to rumors, a dragon died on the Kunlun Mountains. The huge keel is still lying on the top of the mountain, covered with snow all year round, stretching for an unknown number of miles, with no end in sight.

Walk along the direction where the dragon fell, and when the red sun jumps out of the horizon again, the place where the dragon's head looks into the distance is the fairy mountain.

But the keel is not easy to see. Standing at the foot of the mountain and looking up, Cen Shen can only see towering mountains and vast sky and earth, where there is no miracle.He had no choice but to walk in the direction of Heihe, and estimated the distance, it shouldn't be too far.

There were quite a few people who got off at Kunlun Station. Yaojie had developed many tourist routes, and many people followed Cen Shen in the same direction.Cen Shen heard their conversation, it seemed that there was a demon market founded by a water demon in the Black Sea, and it was very lively.

Cen Shen walked aside silently, only listening to the sound of flapping wings, a roc flew by in the air, blowing a gust of wind.The monster below was blown by the wind, and immediately cursed at the sky, but the roc seemed to hear it, turned around and turned back, and swooped down.

"Hey!" The monsters jumped in all directions.

Dapeng didn't go at anyone, a puff of green smoke filled the air, he turned into a human figure and stood on a big rock, greeted everyone politely and gentlemanly, and asked, "Do you want a taxi, everyone?"

The demons: "..."

Cen Shen glanced at him calmly, turned around and left.But after walking two steps, he suddenly thought of something, turned around and asked, "Excuse me, can you take me to Kunlun Mountain?"

Dapeng snorted slightly: "You mean Kunlun?"

Cen Shen nodded.

"Ah, I don't know the way, but you can go to the front of the demon market and ask." Dapeng is obviously a businessman, he pays attention to making money with kindness, and he is also easy to talk: "If you are hungry, remember to go to the first soup shop in the east. Come on, tell me my name, Dapeng, and I'll give you a [-]% discount."

Cen Shen nodded his thanks, but he didn't intend to take a taxi. He left the other monsters to bargain with Dapeng, and left first.

Black Kraken City is not far from here, it takes about an hour to arrive.Cen Shen prepared the most detailed map and his improved compass, and he believed in his own judgment more than the roc.

An hour later, Black Siren City.

From a long distance, Cen Shen saw a brightly lit ocean, but the lights here are different from other places, like countless stars scattered on the black sea, small, bright, and like pearls.

When you get closer, you will find that these lights are really the light of pearls.Huge shells of various colors spread out on the shoal, and people come and go in each shell, and the pearl lamp hangs on the shell, shaking gently with the sea breeze.

In addition to shells, there are many conch shells on the shoal, either as round as a ball or as slender as a shuttle.The owner of the conch also opened a window on it, and looking in from the window, he could vaguely see various commodities placed inside.It can be described as dazzling, everything that one expects to find.

Cen Shen had never seen such a scene before, and he even saw the figure of a water demon jumping out of the water in the depths of the Black Sea.Looking up, the bright moon is in the sky, and the moonlight is as hazy as yarn.

At this moment, Cen Shen suddenly realized that he was far away from the world.

The sounds of demons are buzzing, and at 06:30 in the evening, it is the busiest time for the demon market.

Cen Shen stood there in a daze for a long time before stepping into this bustling place, while walking he was thinking: If Huan Le was there, he must have run in long ago holding his hand.

He always likes to be lively, even if you ignore him, he can sing a whole play by himself, very patient.

Thinking back to the furnace, Cen Shen walked among the conch and shells, and began to inquire about the way to Kunlun.He didn't show off too much, after all, this is the demon world, and all legends and secrets are often accompanied by unknown dangers.

But what is disappointing is that Cen Shen asked many demons, but found nothing.

Standing in the middle of the demon city, Cen Shen looked at the mud stained on his leather boots, and then looked up at the starry night, suddenly feeling hungry.Just at this moment, a burst of music came from a distance.

The sound of the music is not like the style of the water demon, but more like the sound of silk and bamboo in the south of the Yangtze River. Sometimes it is crisp, sometimes bright, and sometimes thick. It is easy to think of a painting boat with red candles flickering through the hazy moonlight.

With a thought in his heart, Cen Shen followed the music and walked to the edge of the demon city.Here, the hustle and bustle of the demon market seems to have dropped by one degree suddenly, the salty sea breeze brings a little bit of coolness, and the music gradually dominates this vast world, and the music comes from a man sitting on a small bench and wearing a Wearing round-frame sunglasses and an elegant suit—the blind performing artist, Qiao Fengmian.

Cen Shen was not surprised that Qiao Fengmian would appear here.They didn't tell him the way to enter the mountain before, maybe they wanted to test him, maybe it was for other reasons, but since they all helped, it wouldn't be impossible not to help the last step.

But it was the first time for Cen Shen to see Qiao Fengmian like this, lazily holding a sanxian, playing solo under the moonlit night.Whether it's his fingers plucking along with the strings, or the arc of the sunglasses sliding down slightly along the bridge of the nose, everything is just right.

Cen Shen didn't bother him, just stood aside quietly and listened to the whole piece.

After finishing the song, Qiao Fengmian pushed up his glasses and said, "This song is called "Fengqiao Night Mooring"."

Is Jiang Feng Yuhuo to Mianmian?Cen Shen thought silently.

Qiao Fengmian got used to his silence, and asked himself: "You come alone, and you don't call me for help, so you're not afraid of getting lost?"

Cen Shen replied, "Didn't you come?"

Hearing this, Qiao Fengmian paused for a moment, and said, "It's really not worthwhile to make friends like you."

Cen Shen refused to comment, and asked instead: "Didn't Chongming come with you?"

"I'm on a business trip." Qiao Fengmian was very uncomfortable when he mentioned this. As the company grew bigger and bigger, Chongming's time became less and less.Yes, he has high requirements on the quality of life, but he is not short of money, nor is he buying planes and yachts every day. I really don’t know how much Chongming thinks it is enough to save.

Thinking of this, Qiao Fengmian said again: "You should remind the eldest nephew to bring more antiques and buy more land, so as not to have to run around in the future."

Cen Shen nodded, he agrees with this point, but it's too late to say now.He looked at the time and said, "Let's go."

Qiao Fengmian put away the sanxian, but glanced at the soup shop next to him: "Don't you want to eat something before leaving?"

"I bought a box lunch and ate it with him."

"..."

So it's not for me?

Friendship is not worth it.

Qiao Fengmian didn't intend to talk to him anymore, she pushed the sunglasses, and walked slowly ahead with her hands behind her back.Cen Shen followed, and the two walked out of Yaoshi along the shallows, and walked towards the majestic mountains.

Xianshan Kunlun is actually nearby, but no one can see it.There is nothing special about the method of entering the mountain, just go to a specific place and remember the law to open the mountain.

Of course, except for characters like Shang Si and Xing Jun, they have always come and gone freely.

The moment he stepped into Kunlun, Cen Shen didn't feel any special feeling at all, and even had doubts in his heart, "Have I already entered?"But as he gradually deepened, looking at the lush greenery and towering old trees around him, he finally felt a little dazed.

Because no matter sitting in the train and looking up, or looking up at the Black Sea, the Kunlun Mountains he sees are all covered with snow or exposed rocks, and here, there are abundant vitality, lush vegetation, and pleasant climate. Even the season doesn't seem to be the real autumn.

It's just that no matter how special the surrounding scenery is, it can't suppress the excitement in Cen Shen's heart and distract him.Because he was finally going to see Huan Le, on the mountainside, as long as he opened the door and walked in, Huan Le's long wait would be over.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help walking a little faster.Although he didn't eat much all day long, his body seemed to have endless energy, and he didn't even feel a trace of fatigue.

Qiao Fengmian had a panoramic view of his emotional changes, but didn't say anything.He knew that there was no need to say anything at this moment, and he didn't have to worry about whether Huan Le would be there when he opened the door. With that little wolf dog's temperament, he might crawl here to die if he died.

Two people running towards each other in the long river of time is also a pretty romantic thing, isn't it?

The corners of Qiao Fengmian's mouth curled up slightly, and he was excited to sing a song.

The fairy mountain is very high and it is not easy to walk. It was not until dawn that Cen Shen managed to climb halfway up the mountain.Qiao Fengmian was really just helping him lead the way, and he had no intention of helping him along the way.

Fortunately, Cen Shen's body is still healthy now, and he didn't suffer from any illness after a long journey, but his face was a little pale.

But compared with the joy of the upcoming reunion, this is nothing.

He has come here with his own feet, and now, he has seen the outline of the Taoist temple.

This Taoist temple on Kunlun Mountain is called Chuyang.

The entire Taoist temple is built on top of the mountain, layer upon layer, like a collapsed cliff, always in danger of falling down.People stand in front of it, as if they are facing the gods in the sky, they feel insignificant and awed at the same time.

Climbing through the long stone steps, Cen Shen almost staggered to the front of Chuyang Temple.But there are no gods, no Taoist priests in his mind, only Huan Le.

His hands were shaking slightly.

His eyes swept over the mottled gold paint on the plaque at the door, the mysterious and mysterious inscription, and finally landed on the huge door knocker.

Huan Le, are you there?

I'm here to pick you up.

Cen took a deep breath, hesitatingly, but also resolutely stretched out his hand, and pushed open the door that had been dusty for an unknown amount of time.The door was heavy, and there seemed to be a great resistance, so he pushed it with great difficulty.

"Squeak——" the deep sound broke the tranquility in the temple, and at this moment, the sun jumped out from the distant mountains.

It was a huge red sun, and the red light smudged countless clouds in the sky. It was so magnificent and brilliant that people were moved.

That is the touch of being born for the magnificence of the world.

And when the sunlight crossed the distant mountains, after a long journey, and suddenly fell from the opened door like pieces of gold, Cen Shen saw countless dust flying in the sunlight.

The 300 years of continuous forward time were finally frozen in a small puddle outside the long river of time.Flying dust can tell you - time, it began to flow again.

The flowing wind blew the leaves of a potted flower by the window.Counting carefully, there are seven leaves in total.

The person who was watering the flowers raised his head in astonishment, his eyes lit up suddenly, like a ray of skylight breaking through the dark night sky.He didn't care about putting on his shoes, and ran to the corridor with bare feet to look down. When he saw the person walking in from the door, the excited and uncontrollable cry almost jumped out of his mouth along with his heart.

"A Cen!"

"It's really you!"

After he shouted, he ran a few steps towards the stairs, but felt that it was too slow.Simply leaning on the railing with one hand, and leaping, it is like a flying peng flying down.That vigorous figure is more amazing and fascinating than ever before.

Cen Shen stared blankly, against the light, the man seemed to be still a boy.

So he opened his hand and caught the young man who was rushing towards him.

"I've been waiting for a long time, but you're finally here." It's still the familiar tone of aggrieved, subconsciously raised coquettish ending, and warm embrace.

Cen Shen held back his sore nose and looked up at him.

"Well, welcome back."

The author has something to say: Reunion.

Next is the extra episode, there are not many extra episodes, just one or two, and explain the following things.