Of Mountains and Rivers

Nanshan didn't do it on purpose - he came out of the Shengquan Cave full of pain and just woke up outside for a while, before the stuffiness in his chest cleared, he began to search Chu Huan with his eyes habitually s position.

In the end, by accident, Nanshan saw him flirting with the gatekeeper named Yuan Ping.

Nanshan couldn't hear what those two people were saying, but it seemed that he almost moved his hands again. He was about to go over to pull, but found that their martial arts had not moved. After a while, they stood side by side again, seemingly calmly Talk about something.

Nan Shan stood where he was, suddenly feeling that he was meddling.

He was burning with jealousy, but he believed that the burning was unreasonable, and people would look ugly if they had no reason. Nanshan knew this truth well——now his jealousy was unreasonable, so he burned , while feeling ashamed as hell.

His heart was split in two, and he was locked in the double sky of ice and fire.

The newly born gatekeepers buried the riddled snake adopted by the former leader together, and re-strengthened the defense of the mountain gate.There has been a great battle here, and it is the ferocious aura filled with blood and blood that can scare away those blind enemies in a short period of time.

The children who were trapped on the mountain for a whole day and night were finally released down the mountain. They glued the heads and feet of the flat people together to form a circle, filled the middle with big stones, made a simple earth, and just stepped on it. Under the feet, like hot wheels, they stepped on and rolled down in turns.

As long as the flat-faced man didn't die completely and still had a little choice, he would rather have his neck broken by Chu Huan at that time than be played to death as a child's toy.

When Nan Shan was walking towards the mountain gate in a daze, he happened to meet a little bald man running over crying. The little bald man just cried with a headache and didn't look at the road. He bumped his head on Nan Shan's leg and sat down with an "ouch".

Nanshan helped him up, and sighed helplessly: "Why are you always crying?"

The little bald man grabbed his trouser leg with a headache, touched the tears on his trousers, pointed at the flower bud, and complained: "She hit me..."

Hua Guduo glared angrily at the accuser, but in front of the patriarch, she didn't dare to do anything wrong, and bowed her head at Nanshan indignantly.

But Nanshan was a little gloomy at the moment, he really wasn't in the mood to be a children's conflict mediator, he just wiped away the little bald head's tears, and said to Huaguduo indifferently: "Don't bully the children."

The lawsuit was so perfunctorily broken.

Hua Guduo said unhappily: "Whoever bullied him, he was the one who robbed me first!"

Then the two little things began to accuse each other, tossing and turning, and it was always nothing more than the two trivial things of "chicken feather" and "garlic skin", and nothing could be explained.

Nanshan listened to both ears one after another, and as he listened, he suddenly became fascinated like a demon.

He stood there fixedly for an unknown amount of time, and suddenly stretched out a palm to cover the little bald man's head.

"Don't touch other people's things." Nanshan said, although he was facing a little bald man, he didn't know who to say what he said, "You know?"

The little bald head and Hua Guduo were shocked by the solemn attitude of the patriarch, and each nodded inwardly without knowing it.

Nan Shan gently pushed the little bald head behind, waved at the two of them, and signaled them to go play by themselves, and then he left with a heavy heart.

However, as the head of the clan, he was always not clean, and was stopped by Xiaofang halfway.

While wiping profuse sweat, Xiaofang reported to Nanshan the progress of their body collection work. Nanshan listened meticulously, with a serious face, and did not speak for a long time.

Xiaofang stared at his beautiful big eyes, looked at the silent patriarch in bewilderment, and became nervous involuntarily, thinking that he was thinking about some profound and important matter.

As a result, after a while, Nanshan turned his head, but it seemed that he had just realized that there was such a living thing beside him. After a moment of stunned, an embarrassing expression finally appeared on his face, and he coughed dryly: "What did you just say?" ?”

Xiaofang: "..."

It's over, the patriarch's soul seems to be taken away by something, and he must tell the elders later.

After finally dismissing a bunch of other people, Nanshan was able to breathe. He avoided the crowd, climbed to a big rock on the mountain gate alone, and looked at the river glistening in the sun in the distance.

During this period, he couldn't help but carefully recall all the ins and outs of getting to know Chu Huan.

Regarding every detail of Chu Huan, Nanshan has repeatedly deliberated like going back to the source.

Thinking of Chu Huan's kindness to him, he couldn't help but smile to himself, and thinking of Chu Huan's unhesitating refusal to accept the ceremony and refuse to stay in the clan, his mood was very complicated-such a person, on the one hand, It made him feel sincere and trustworthy, and he didn't miss it. On the one hand, he was overwhelmed by the other party's reasonable rejection.

When Nanshan fell into the depths of his memories, a strong sense of unwillingness suddenly surged in his heart.

Nan Shan involuntarily took off the harmonica that Chu Huan had given him, but instead of putting it to his mouth to play, he held it in his palm and kept playing it.

When his fingers stroked the smooth and cold surface of the harmonica, Nanshan realized that a person cannot control his own mind.

For a few minutes, Nanshan thought of his mother for no reason.

He spent most of his childhood with the elders, who brought him up and watched him become the patriarch.

However, it may be that there is a very special connection between the toddler and his mother. Although Nanshan has no memory of his humiliating father, he can occasionally recall something about his mother.

He remembered that woman was strong and warm, had a bad temper, and never spoke softly, but she would occasionally put her palm on his head, and gently entrust him into a beautiful dream.

Nanshan used to wonder why she fell in love with such a person.However, it wasn't until now that he suddenly realized that it turned out that he really liked someone, but he was obsessed and hard to control himself.

This kind of thinking is not fruitless, and Nanshan suddenly discovered one thing - he seems to have been chasing rumors all the time, and many things about Chu Huan are just guesses, and there is no reliable basis at all.

Although he taught the little bald man "don't mess with other people's things", is it possible... that he doesn't belong to others at all?

This thought flashed through his mind, and Nanshan was like a corpse, Mao Sai suddenly jumped up from the big rock.

He decided to find out in person.

But deciding is one thing, how to ask is another.

Nanshan walked and thought, he remembered that once he asked Chu Huanxi outrightly whether he liked him or not, although Nanshan knew clearly that he didn't mean that at the time, but he also remembered that Chu Huan avoided the question at that time.

What words cannot be answered directly and must be avoided?Nanshan judged others by himself, and came to the conclusion that "Chu Huan is so euphemistic, he probably doesn't like it very much".

Nanshan had never planned such a roundabout strategy in interpersonal communication in his life, it was so fresh that his palms were sweating.

He thinks that he should ask more tactfully, and it is best to make insinuations, so as not to make people aware of his real intentions. In this way, if he knows that someone from Chu Huan's side has indeed taken the lead, then he can retreat silently One step, neither do things that break other people's "contracts", nor appear too embarrassing or ugly.

And if the time is long enough, it will always wipe out his insignificant thoughts.

So what if... Chu Huan doesn't belong to someone else?

Nanshan paused, and stopped like a madman.

At this time, the sound of a snake came from the grass, and the little poisonous snake climbed up Nanshan's trousers listlessly, and wrapped itself around his wrist half-dead. Did you drink water? How did you come back so quickly?"

When this matter was brought up, the little poisonous snake was very angry, "hissing" out the snake letter, and patted Nanshan's arm with the tip of its tail, shaking its head and shaking its head as if complaining.

But Nanshan couldn't understand snake language, nor was he in the mood to watch it play a one-man show. The man just asked casually, gave the little poisonous snake a look, and then quickly immersed himself in his endless plans for the future. Walking on the mountain road is like a walking dead-the body is stiff and the soul is flying out of the sky.

At this moment, at the gate of the gatekeeper's cave, Lu Ge walked over to Chu Huan.

The patriarch of the gatekeeper did not follow the big snake, and he seemed a little alone. He was still born with a pair of eyebrows and eyes like a ghost, and his eyes were full of scrutiny and distrust when he looked at Chu Huan.

Yuan Ping was forced to act as an interpreter in the middle.

"The elder said that you are the person in the holy book?" Ruge said bluntly and coldly. In fact, he himself knew that he was asking knowingly. Yuan Ping, the new gatekeeper, was the most direct evidence. Since the inheritance began, it was the first time that a new life was born in the holy spring.

Chu Huan hesitated for a moment, not knowing how to answer - he himself didn't know what was going on.

Luge frowned tightly, and spit out: "I still don't like you very much."

Yuan Ping quickly translated this sentence, and immediately interrupted to add his own opinion: "He is right, and I don't like it either."

Chu Huan smirked diplomatically, put on his glasses again, and put on a dignified and decent air: "I heard the mountain guard said why you don't like me, there is nothing to explain, no matter where I am, I have a clear conscience."

Yuan Ping said angrily: "You have a clear conscience? How dare you say it! How many things have you done in your life that you have a clear conscience?"

This interpreter was very unreliable and left AWOL directly, leaving the two sides of the communication aside, switched to the Liyi dialect at the speed of light, and said to Ruge: "Patriarch, you must not trust him, let me tell you, he is The kind of slut who will report to the teacher that other students smoke in the toilet, double-faced, full of heart and soul!"

Ruger: "..."

Chu Huan: "..."

Although Chu Huan may not be able to fully understand the Liyi dialect that may be mixed with Chinese nouns, but based on his understanding of Yuan Ping, as long as it comes out of that bastard's mouth, even if it is cat or dog, he can guess it. Give a rough idea.

Chu Huan simply didn't understand why he was thinking about his grandson when he had nothing to do. The relationship between him and the gatekeeper was already tense, but now it's better, and there is such a shit-stirring stick in the middle who is afraid that the world will not be chaotic.

What made Chu Huan even more worried was that Lu Ge had a very good attitude towards this Yuan Ping who turned out to be born.

From birth to death, the gatekeepers are all old and young. They have experienced death once in a generation, and then passed on through the blood and thoughts of the mountain guards. The family of the mountain guards is changing. It will change accordingly, and over time, it will become completely different.

However, even though they were completely changed, they still couldn't get rid of the shadow of the past. Only this new gatekeeper looked so clean and pure. In Ruge's eyes, Yuan Ping was like a newborn child. Although he had always been very powerful in the clan, But he still couldn't help but soften his attitude towards this person.

Ruge glanced at Yuan Ping, lowered his voice and said, "You just came here, and you are not familiar with many things. You can chat with him for a while. When the sun sets on the top of the mountain over there, we will meet you on the mountain." Have dinner at the door, remember to come over."

Yuan Ping was stunned, hearing the extra care in his words, he seemed a little embarrassed, and showed a bright smile: "Okay, definitely."

He has a sense of belonging to the patriarch now, because the patriarch hates Chu as much as he does.

Ruger's always stern face showed a rare smile like a feather in auspicious light, turned and left.

Chu Huan was very helpless, and was about to say something, but Hua Guduo and the little bald head came over at this moment, saw him from afar, and greeted him happily: "Bitch king!"

It was only then that Chu Huan realized that he had forgotten this, and he was so worried that he didn't choke to death on the spot.

When Yuan Ping heard this mandarin, he turned his head in doubt, and found that it was the child of two mountain guards. He was very surprised, and wondered who this wild child was, and whose name was it?How to speak?

Just as Yuan Ping was about to yell at him, Chu Huan quickly covered his mouth and dragged him aside.

Yuan Ping managed to break free from Chu Huan's grasp: "Did you forget to take your medicine? What kind of rabies did you have?"

Chu Huan was full of melancholy, doubting that he would never be able to hold his head up in front of this person for the rest of his life, but there were a group of enthusiastic mountain guard brothers, how could he hide this?Fire can't be contained in paper.

When he hesitated, Yuan Ping immediately shook his wits, his eyes turned and he realized: "Wait, you didn't teach this, did you?"

Seeing that Chu Huan was silent, Yuan Ping became even more excited: "This sounds new, come on, tell me, what are you planning?"

Although Chu Huan tried his best to beautify himself and tried to package the incident as a natural and man-made disaster that no one could stop, Yuan Ping always speculated about him with the greatest malice and perfectly filtered out the truth of the incident.

Then Yuan Ping beat the dog in the water and mocked him cruelly.

"I... I... Ouch!"

Chu Huan kicked him in the stomach, and Yuan Ping rolled on the ground and said: "I know, you must have a crush on me, you know that I have always wanted to punish you, and you gave me such a big deal in person... ...Ouch! You are fucking kicking...you still have something to do!"

Some people are really better to miss each other than to meet each other, and it is better to let him die.

Chu Huan said coldly: "Your cat is with me."

Yuan Ping was so excited that he couldn't care about Sha Le any more. He rolled over from the ground, and his voice changed: "I... my little Qiao?"

There are always some shoehorn faces with scars on their foreheads who compare themselves to Zhou Lang. I really don't know what's wrong with this world.

Chu Huan put his hands into the capital, and said inscrutably, "After you follow me, you changed your name to Da Mi."

"Big Mi?" Yuan Ping was furious at the time, and was so angry that he couldn't speak coherently, "You...you dare...you dare to insult our beauty like this, you are nothing!"

Just like this, the two fought again because of the name of a cat father-in-law.

Until Nanshan came and pulled the two of them apart.

In front of Nanshan, Chu Huan has always been gentle and steady, but because of the existence of Yuan Ping, his image has been completely ruined. When he saw Nanshan's eyes, he was so embarrassed that he didn't know what to do.

Chu Huan's face was quite uneasy, he lowered his head and rubbed the broken skin on the corner of his mouth, and forced a smile to Nanshan: "It's okay."

Nanshan moved him to the back of him, intentionally or unintentionally turned half of his body to block him, and glanced at Yuan Ping quite territorially, brewing his emotions for a moment, just about to ask the question he had just prepared for the journey, when he heard Yuan Ping yelled unrelentingly: "My beauty is pure and pure, what will become of you after she is with you? Big boobs... still big boobs!"

Nanshan: "..."

He finally crawled to the edge of his mouth and "gurgled" before falling back into his stomach on all fours.

Chu Huan: "It's just a fucking cat, what's the matter? You're not done yet, bitch!"

Oh, a cat...

Nanshan suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, he gave a dry cough, brewed his emotions a little, took a breath, and prepared his words again.

Yuan Ping: "With your aesthetic taste, you dare to miss Lulu. I think you are a toad who wants to eat swan meat!"

Nanshan was so choked that he almost couldn't come up, he repeated it like a babble: "Lulu?"

The puberty goddess has become someone else's wife and someone else's mother, and Chu Huan has not thought about it for a long time.

But because of his bad intentions towards Nanshan, he still somehow didn't want others to mention her in front of Nanshan, so he immediately waved his hands like chasing flies to clear up the relationship: "How many years of old Huang Li is still falling out, you are sick—she She is now my nephew's mother."

Nanshan's suspended heart was released again, he felt as if there was a string in his chest, which was tightened again and again, relaxed again and again, tossing back and forth until it almost broke.

But when Nanshan's hands and feet were so cold that he finally settled the dispute between the old enemies, Bangchui ran out from nowhere and waved at them from a distance: "Patriarch! What a bitch! Brother gatekeeper, the fire at the mountain gate is on fire. , ready to eat!"

It's about time, brother.

Nanshan had already forgotten most of the words he had just prepared, he groped for a long time in a state of confusion, but couldn't find any clues, and finally swallowed all the words helplessly.