Concentrate

The evil old man of the evil flower planting palace said that the place where he found the cheat book was called Erya Mountain, which is not a serious mountain at first glance.There is still room for such names in the local dialect, and there is no room for these words in the modern society where Mandarin is popular.

The old man couldn't provide clear words, and even the old man himself couldn't tell the difference because of the huge development and changes in the surrounding mountainous areas.

Speaking of it, it is probably a story about a brave boy who doesn't like to study and ventures into the mountains alone, and finally gets a strange book by chance.It's a pity that this young man is neither the protagonist of martial arts novels nor the protagonist of self-cultivation stories. When he grows old, he will be an old man in an old community who can read flowers.

"Do you want to bring the old man here?" Xun Yan reminded.

"No need," Yu Kongsang said affirmatively, "I know where it is."

Originally, he didn't intend to let Xun Yan go with him. The fragile physique of modern humans is not suitable for mountainous areas, and it's not treasure hunting. Finding a few written records of communication traces is extremely boring.

Xun Yan blinked: "Caifeng."

Yu Kongsang seems to have heard someone talking about a date.

But once Xun Yan left, the others couldn't stay any longer.

"I'm going too."

"Take me, take me!"

"I'll carry the drawing board for Yanyan!"

Yu Kongsang turned a blind eye, and said to Liang Chun and Zhou Chang, "Your hometown, why don't you go back and have a look?"

In spring, lush weeds grow crazily among the mountains, but there are many rocks on the mountains, and the weeds are not abundant.The branches of wild small trees were not pruned and twisted at will. Xun Yan could only bend over when passing through it, so as to prevent the branches from scratching the ears of his clothes.

Xun Yan held a small stick in his hand, and picked the soft and thorny branches of the wild gardenia on the left. "If I had known earlier, I wouldn't have come here. It's not the same as Duanshan Park at all."

The mountains in Duanshan Park are even higher than these, and there are evergreen needles and pine trees planted in every corner.There are not many people visiting, and the management of the scenic spot is also very careless.As a result, as soon as the pine needles fell, they piled up into a mountain, and many people regarded it as a deep mountain and old forest.Now that Xun Yan saw these barren but healthy hills, he realized that he had taken it for granted before.

Liang Chun and Zhou Chang easily led the way, while Yu Kongsang looked leisurely behind him.Under the guidance of two fellow tree spirits, they drove to the nearest village to Fairy Mountain. They wanted to disturb the local villagers to save their cars, but Yu Kongsang simply avoided these trivial matters.

"I promise, satellites won't be able to spot it."

The population density of the countryside where Xun Yan lives is low, and the vegetation coverage in the ten miles and eight villages is relatively high. Therefore, the government has not called for any mountain greening.Except for the traces of reclamation on the edge and waterside of the rolling hills, other places are still as primitive as the Ming and Qing Dynasties.

So climbing up is not as easy as Mount Tai.

Xun Yan had some theory in his mind to explain his current fatigue, but when he turned his head to look at Yu Kongsang, the imbalance that he had finally suppressed surged up in an instant.

Lan Huajing wore his little white sweater and walked unsteadily on the rough mountain road.When he was about to touch the thorns on one side, his ears were like elves, transparently passing through the thorn cave.

Xun Yan was not angry: "How do you learn this?" He also wanted to cheat.

Yu Kongsang smiled, and opened his arms to Xun Yan: "Hold me and learn."

Although Xun Yan knew that they seemed to be in a relationship, it was still hard for him to look directly at such shameless behavior.Weighing the two options of picking up Yu Kongsang and easily ignoring the branches or pushing the branches away with zero weight, he shyly favored the former.

Nonsense, how could he refuse this kind of flirting?

It's just too hard to hug.Let him keep facing such a face that made him feel better, he might not be able to hold back.

Seeing Xun Yan who turned around in front of him, Yu Kongsang proudly stretched out his hands to reach his shoulders.

Two fair and slender hands crossed on Xun Yan's chest, and he retreated again. Why did he feel that this pair of dangling hands was more uncontrollable than that face?

After reeling dizzily for a long time, when he took his eyes off those hands, he suddenly realized that the person on his body was weightless.He is like a cloud picked up in a dream, it doesn't look small, but it is light when it is in the hand, and it will take him up to the sky.

The branches and grass retreated from his left and right, and the thicker branches let him pass through like a soul body.Interested, he simply took the initiative to stretch his eyes to the front of the leaves. The moment he passed through, his eyes were full of green, and he thought he was in the plant kingdom.

With Yu Kongsang on his back, Xun Yan didn't bear the whole world's love consciousness at all, he just felt as flat as the ground, as light as the wind.The rough landscape, which was so disgusting just now, is now full of human interest.He stared at this piece of wilderness, and even thought that this might be the landscape that the landscape painters had seen.

After walking so easily, Xun Yan, who was absolutely tired from walking on flat ground, asked the leading fairy: "How long will it take?" His coat had already covered Yu Kongsang, and he was only wearing a long sleeve.

Liang Chun looked forward from a high place: "It will be there in two hours."

The noun of time period crushed Xun Yan's bones, and he almost couldn't stop when his knees bent.If he gritted his teeth and passed for half an hour, it wouldn't be unbearable.But now he has walked the mountain road for three hours, and his body, which has been playing with his mobile phone and cooking all day, is really stretched to almost the limit.Why can't he think about it so much, he insists on following along.

"I'll come down." Yu Kongsang patted his arm.

"You're not heavy." He held back.

Yu Kongsang still insisted on getting off his back.Xun Yan didn't want to describe it that way, but it was really like a loach, it couldn't be stopped no matter what...

He turned his back to Xun Yan, indicating to switch places, and let Xun Yan carry him on his back.Xun Yan's eyes were bright, and he jumped up happily.

Zhou Chang, who had witnessed everything, was puzzled: "Is falling in love so boring?"

Liang Chun patted his head: "Ah Chang, your topic is a bit out of line." In terms of emotional issues, he can't keep up with the current group of elementary school students.

Yu Kongsang replaced Xun Yan in the team, and the guides also quickened their pace. An hour later, these people arrived at the so-called Erya Mountain.

"This area is Erya Mountain, Yuqiao said."

It is too close to the middle of the mountain, and there is no water source around, so it is not suitable for planting, so it is not well known by others.The name of the small hills is not clear, and four or five of them share the same rustic name.

"It's too close, and the things growing on the mountain are no different, so they call together. No one has thought of distinguishing them, let alone now."

Yu Kongsang's eyes were full of emptiness, and he didn't know where his eyes were drifting. After a while, he pointed to an ordinary mountain: "Which one?"

A trace of surprise flashed across Liang Chun's face, and then he said with nostalgia: "It's where A-Shang and I used to live."

Zhou Chang: "Not long after Yuqiao died, we sensed Yanyan's breath, and we never came back after that."

There is nothing special about this mountain, if anything, it is more ordinary than other mountains.Liang Chun fiddled with a dead tree root for a while, and a rough wooden door appeared in front of everyone.

"Pixu Pavilion?" Xun Yan finally saw the term that the goblins kept saying.

Liang Chun shook his head: "Pavilions are not counted."

Open the door and walk in, it is a small world.Among them, the sun, moon and stars are cited, the clouds are empty and the land is empty, and a towering old tree stands in the center like a dead bone.

Liang Chun continued to introduce: "According to Yuqiao, it was enlightened by an immortal cultivator back then, and told him the method of exorcism. It just failed in the end, and it failed to transform into a human form."

He looked up and saw that the old mulberry tree was already so tall, covering him and Zhou Chang year after year.

"After winter last year, it said to take a nap, but it hasn't woken up until now."

Xun Yan naively thought that maybe there was still one breath left, and seeing the expressions of everyone, he also understood that this was purely a delusion.But he is indeed a vulgar human being, and he prefers the cliché ending of a happy reunion the most, so he thinks of those mysterious and unpredictable resurrections in novels and TV dramas that turn the tide.

Yu Kongsang said, "If you die, you are dead, and Chushen can't save you."

This is too absolute, Xun Yan thought. "Have you ever seen Chushen save people?"

Yu Kongsang smiled strangely: "It probably can't even save itself."

It was the first time he saw Yu Kongsang showing such an expression and emotion, it was a half hesitant mockery.Xun Yan recalled the history of the first god he had heard, the only god who was recognized by the world of cultivating the world to create the world, perhaps true, more powerless than humans and goblins.

Yu Kongsang has guessed more than once these days that the so-called Chushen is the will of heaven and earth that upholds fixed rules.If this is the case, then seeing the mountain is a complete fool.Just like thousands of ignorant human beings who have listened to myths and poems throughout the ages, they have been deceived by fabricated stories.

The ancient mulberry trees cover the sky and cover the earth, casting the light of the sun and the moon from the gaps in the branches, and there are ordinary grasses under the trees.The mountains are barren, and it is rare to have two goblins like Liang Chun in a radius of tens of miles.The other vegetation that has been robbed of its spiritual energy has no possibility of becoming a spirit at all.

The three "grandfather and grandson" lived here for decades, and the lonely life of the old tree was illuminated in these decades.Sometimes it is difficult to say whether some opportunities are good or bad.If the cultivator hadn't enlightened it, maybe it wouldn't have to endure these hundreds or even thousands of years of loneliness.

"If you take the road of cultivating immortals, you have to look down on life and death." Yu Kongsang was always so cruel and merciless, but he occasionally restrained Xun Yan.

Liang Chun and Zhou Chang didn't speak, which was a kind of tacit consent.Immortal cultivation, loneliness, and parting are originally companionship.

But Xun Yan thought, if cultivating immortality represents inescapable loneliness, then he must not cultivate immortality.

Just live happily.

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