Of Mountains and Rivers

Nanshan put the water bowl where Chu Huan could get it, and sat down next to him without saying a word. He didn't seem to know where to start, and he didn't even dare to look at Chu Huan, his eyes fell on the foot of the bed On the iron chain, it seems to be in a daze, and it seems to be hesitating.

Perhaps because of inconvenience, Nanshan tied up his long hair at the back of his head, revealing a broad and smooth forehead. He did not know when there was a chiseled mark between his brows, and he was actually quite haggard.

It's never a problem for the mountain guards to eat and sleep in the open. Nanshan has such a personality, how could he suddenly become haggard?

Chu Huan shook the iron chain on his feet lightly, wanting to find something to say, but felt that the situation should not be too serious, so he said without integrity: "Hey, play me a tune , I will play SM with you."

What's the use of shame - anyway, the language is not clear, and Nanshan can't understand it either.

Nanshan really didn't understand the second half of the sentence, but he really took out the harmonica and played a piece of music that Chu Huan had never heard before.

Chu Huan didn't care much about the iron chains on his arms and legs, so he relaxed his body and closed his eyes to enjoy it. The sweet-scented osmanthus at the gate of the courtyard had already withered, but he still had the illusion of the fragrance of sweet-scented osmanthus.

He is obsessed with Nanshan's wholeheartedness when he does everything, and he can hear the real drizzle and breeze from Nanshan's music, and the lingering lingering sound, he always can't recover for a while.

I don't know how long the ending was over before Chu Huan opened his eyes again, and stretched his waist as if he had slept for a long time. The iron chains were rattled by his shaking. Lying on the side, he looked at Nanshan, and then at the iron lock that clasped his wrist.

This thing is a bit crude - Chu Huan thought with a smile on his face.

He reached out his hand to feel in the inner pocket of his shirt, found a long and thin needle, and waved it in front of Nanshan's eyes: "Baby, do you know what this is called?"

Nanshan didn't answer.

Chu Huan didn't mind, and told him on his own: "This thing is called a 'needle' or a 'wire' in other people's hands. In my hand, it has another name, which is a 'master key'."

After finishing speaking, he inserted the needle into the iron lock on his wrist, as if he just poked it twice casually, then Chu Huan put his ear on it, twisted it lightly, and heard a "click", and the lock responded with a sound. Open—Chu Huan moved his wrist, and looked at Nanshan innocently and helplessly. So far, it took no more than 20 seconds in total.

Nanshan: "..."

Chu Huan shook his head, and showed off his stealthy skills in front of Nanshan, half-showing off, "This thing of yours is easier to pry than the garage door where my dad parked his motorcycle when he was a child."

Nanshan stood up suddenly, grabbed Chu Huan's ankle, and dragged him over.

Chu Huan was caught off guard by him, and the bed sheet was rubbed on his back. After struggling a lot, a strange light suddenly appeared in his eyes, and he said with a happy expression, "Are you trying to moleste me? Okay, come on!" , to ravage at will, but according to your customs, don’t you have to be responsible after the ravage is over? Then... uh!"

Nanshan's hand was like an iron claw, grabbing Chu Huan's leg. I don't know what trick he used. Chu Huan only felt a numbness in his leg, as if some unknown numb tendon had been picked out alive. Not to mention the soreness, numbness and itching, and then there was a sharp pain, and he broke out in a cold sweat.

No, this doesn't seem to be bondage of love, it's righteousness ready to break his legs!

Chu Huan made a decisive decision and screamed in a very realistic way.

Nanshan seemed to be stung by his cry, his eyelids twitched violently, and then he found that Chu Huan was shaking violently, and said intermittently: "That, that leg can't be broken, damn it... …Let go, my leg was injured before, it’s useless to do it again..."

Nanshan had never touched a single hair of his, and he didn't even think about it. Chu Huan's trembling and speechless appearance immediately seemed to have punched him in the chest, and his hands were relaxed at that moment.

Seeing that this move was effective, Chu Huan immediately intensified it. He shrunk himself into a ball, buried his face in the bed sheet, moaned like a mosquito, and called Nanshan by name: "Nanshan... Nanshan, it hurts..."

Nanshan was hard-pressed to be ruthless at first, but after being disturbed like this, he couldn't do anything no matter what.

He finally sighed, let go of Chu Huan's leg, rubbed it lightly, and asked in a low voice, "When did you get hurt?"

Chu Huan was as angry as a gossamer: "When I first saw you, I had a penetrating wound."

Nanshan: "..."

Chu Huan heard that there was no movement on the other end for a long time, and couldn't help taking a peek.

I saw blue veins looming on Nanshan's forehead for a moment, and finally choked out a sentence: "...I don't remember it's this leg."

Chu Huan said "Oops", pulled his leg back extremely quickly, wiped his face as if nothing had happened, and smiled at Nanshan: "Really? I'm sorry, I may have misremembered just now. "

As Chu Huan turned over and sat up, he didn't see any movement. The small steel needle disappeared between his fingers, as if by magic. Nanshan didn't even notice when he broke his hands free.

Without hesitation, Chu Huan leaned against the head of the bed, reached for the water bowl that Nanshan put aside, took two sips to moisten his throat.

He rubbed his hands together, as if he was thinking of some kind of wording. After a while, Chu Huan suddenly became serious: "Didn't I tell you what happened before I saw you?"

Nanshan turned his gaze to the foot of the bed again, as if he could see a flower there, and made a gesture of refusing to communicate, but Chu Huan knew that he was listening, and if he didn't want to listen, he would have walked away.

So Chu Huan went on to say: "In addition to two penetrating wounds, I also had countless abrasions and bruises on my body. The joints on my feet were detached, and I closed them myself later. When you saw them, the swelling should not have completely subsided. .”

Nanshan had done a very strong psychological construction at first, and made up his mind not to listen to Chu Huan's nonsense, but he didn't expect that his mind would be attracted to him uncontrollably in just a few words. I was not strong-willed, and on the one hand, I couldn't help but think back to what Chu Huan said-he was right, it was indeed like this at the time.

"It was all dropped." Chu Huan said.

Nanshan's gaze has turned to him unconsciously.

Chu Huan: "You must be able to see where it fell from?"

Nan Shan hesitated for a moment, then finally nodded, and said with care like gold: "It looks like it's on a cliff."

Chu Huan lowered his voice a little, as if carrying some kind of distant bewitching meaning: "Why did I... fall off the cliff?"

So far, every word and every word of his has touched Nanshan's mind, but Nanshan's concern is chaotic, and his eyes are fixed on Chu Huan.

"I jumped off by myself." Chu Huan leaned on the head of the bed, with one hand resting casually on his raised knee, his eyes were lowered, and his eyes were empty, his expression seemed a little numb. After a while , Chu Huan seemed to repeat it unconsciously, "I jumped off by myself."

Nanshan was immediately moved, and asked in disbelief, "Why?"

Chu Huan didn't answer, just paused for a while and then continued: "Before I left, I gave my father and a cat I raised a death sentence, and cleaned up my own things-burn what should be burned, and throw away what should be thrown away. , finally sold the house, wrote a suicide note, and searched all over the world for a suitable place to die."

Nanshan clenched his fists.

"I've been to many places, by plane, train, subway, tricycle... Finally, I chose that hillside - it's about seven or eight hours' drive from the county town on your border, you must have never been there - I thought the scenery was beautiful and uninhabited, and it was especially suitable for cliff jumping, so I jumped."

Nanshan unconsciously held his breath.

"It's a pity that I don't know what happened, but I didn't die. I think it's probably because the place looks beautiful, but the actual feng shui is not good. There happened to be a bus passing by, so I took a ride and left, hoping to find another place to die. Great place, I didn't expect to run into you."

When Chu Huan said this, his voice paused for a moment, a fleeting smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and his eyes slowly turned to Nanshan.

"You took me away." Chu Huan said, "It's you who made me live to this day."

Nanshan hangs in his chest and abdomen, and his chest hurts sharply.

Chu Huan slowly got up and approached him, his eyes looked extraordinarily deep in the backlight, like two spots of thick ink of different shades, with endless layers inside, making it hard to see clearly no matter what.

He stared straight at Nanshan, then stretched out his hand to break Nanshan's chin, and asked almost in a whisper, "Are you going to drive me away?"

Nanshan's lips trembled a few times, unable to speak.

Chu Huan's lips brushed against his earlobe and cheek, and his voice seemed to be absent, and seemed to be interrupted: "Do you want... to drive me away?"

Nanshan finally couldn't bear it any longer, dragged him over and held him in his arms, the iron chain hit the foot of the bed with a bang, clasping the back of his head, looking for his lips anxiously and in pain, and kissed him clumsily.

It was as if the gate had been opened, and those taboos and forbearance were rushed away together, and it was out of control.

After a long time, the two separated. Chu Huan stretched out a finger between Nanshan's lips, and said very rudely: "Is there any rule in your clan that you should be responsible to the end if you kiss casually?"

Before Nanshan recovered from the emotion just now, he pressed down his hand and asked eagerly, "Why don't you want to live anymore?"

"Because..." Chu Huan looked at him deeply, "Because I am teasing you."

Nanshan: "..."

Chu Huan finally couldn't pretend anymore, he had pried off the chains on his feet at some point, rolled aside quickly, and laughed: "Oh, I can't do it, how can you even believe this? I If you really don’t want to live anymore, it’s more environmentally friendly to find a rope and hang it in your own home, what should you do if you run so far and jump blindly, what if you hit someone?”

At that moment, all kinds of love and affection were wiped out, Nanshan really just wanted to peel off his skin.

He gritted his teeth and said, "Didn't you say you wouldn't lie to me?"

"What I'm saying is that I won't lie to you in principle." Chu Huan jumped off the bed and stretched his ankles, "This kind of thing is insignificant, I just said it casually, don't take it seriously."

Nanshan "Teng" stood up, completely blackened.

Before Chu Huan had time to jump up and down, he felt that he was suddenly imprisoned by a gust of air. It seemed that there was an invisible wall around him, and he couldn't get out no matter what.

Then, the airflow pushed him back violently, and Chu Huan's back was pressed tightly against the wall, as if an invisible hand had grabbed his neck, forcefully forcing him to look up.

Chu Huan: "..."

It's over, he forgot about the trick of supernatural powers, he suddenly felt as if he had made a big death just now.

Nan Shan expressionlessly picked up the half bowl of water he had just drank, and put some unknown medicinal powder into it in front of Chu Huan.

Chu Huan smiled reluctantly, and his mouth was still stiff when he was about to die: "Aphrodisiacs can... er..."

This time his neck was tightly strangled, and Nanshan didn't let him say a word.

Nanshan looked at him coldly: "Since you can only be honest when you are asleep, you should sleep for a while."

Chu Huan had no doubt that Nanshan was planning to pour the unknown potion directly down his throat. This time, it seemed that there was no room for turning around. His composure was exhausted, and he struggled desperately.

It's a pity that he can shake his tangible hand, but he can't shake his silent opponent. Nanshan has already handed the water bowl to his mouth without anyone saying anything.

This kind of domestic violence relying on special functions is not conducive to social harmony!

Chu Huan wanted to shut up, but Nanshan had already squeezed his chin forcibly. At this moment, there was an extremely frightened shout outside the courtyard: "Patriarch! Patriarch!"

When Nanshan was distracted, Chu Huan immediately found an opportunity to break free from the restraint on his neck, lowered his head forcefully and coughed.

The person who came was Xiaofang. Xiaofang seemed to be unable to see Nanshan's ugly face, and broke into the patriarch's courtyard without any rules, and shouted into the patriarch's yard out of breath: "Monster... The monster surrounded the mountain gate. Patriarch, go and have a look!"

Nanshan couldn't care less about cleaning up Chu Huan, and pushed open the door: "What did you say?"

I saw Xiaofang's half-length hair sticking to her face and neck in strands. She probably ran up from the mountain gate in one breath. Patriarch, there are Mutai, Sound Beast, and Eye Eater... They are all crazy, and they are all going up the mountain, Patriarch Luge has summoned all the gatekeeper brothers, go and see!"

Nanshan: "Injured, old and young stay on the mountain, everyone take your weapons and follow me, hurry up!"

Chu Huan's air current that was squeezing him was gone, the situation was urgent now, and the two of them no longer had the energy to resolve their differences.

As soon as Chu Huan raised his hand, he took off the long bow hanging on the wall of Nanshan, and threw it on his back. Then he remembered something, pulled down the patriarch's scepter, and threw it into Nanshan's hand: "Catch it."

I don't know if it was his illusion, Chu Huan felt that the scepter seemed to be a little shorter.

The mountain guards are well-trained, and the patriarch gave an order, and the assembly was completed within a few minutes. The little bald man suddenly ran out, holding the iron rod that was taller than the others, and was about to emerge from a group of cubs. He was grabbed by an adult and thrown back with a stern face.

The sky had darkened at some point, and looking back at the top of the mountain, there were dense clouds, and a few rays of sunshine did not bring any light, but cut through the dark clouds like a sharp weapon, and it was harsh and harsh.

The elder stood on a high place, raised one hand high, and watched all the mountain guards quickly gather down the mountain. Chu Huan glanced back, only to see the old man's face with dimples and a sharp sword hanging high above his head.

All the animals in the mountains were running for their lives. Chu Huan almost ran into a wild deer head-on. He quickly squatted down, and the thing panicked and jumped over his head.

And the mountain gate was already full of corpses, and the roar of the sound beast could be heard from a distance. Chu Huan took the cloth head that someone handed him and plugged his ears, and the effect was better than nothing.

How to fight this?Can't see and can't hear, are you blind?

In addition, how can we determine what is the thing surrounding the mountain this time, and how big is it?

Infrared?

When they got closer, Chu Huan understood how big the scale was.

The whole ground at the foot of the mountain was trembling. When they stood on the checkpoint above the mountain gate, they could feel something hitting the mountain gate like a moth to a flame. Dust and gravel rustled on the huge ancient stone gate. whereabouts.

"Eyes, blindfolded! There are ophthalmologists!"

"It's a fart if you are blindfolded." Although Chu Huan said so, his hands were not vague, and he tied the thick cloth strip that someone had stuffed for him on his eyes.

Earplugs can't isolate the sound, and the roar of the sound beast is still astonishingly lethal. He resisted the concussion-like vomiting and focused on judging the surrounding situation.

Mutai, the sound beast, the eye-eater, and countless wild animals on the hills in the forest seem to be swarming up the mountain gate. In just a few days, has the scope of the sinking and devouring become larger again?

If the elder is right, then this mountain is equivalent to the only spring in this stagnant world, and it stands to reason that it will not be swallowed no matter what...

However, when things come to an end, no one can be sure that the world will be so reasonable.

Suddenly, the gatekeeper's sharp and penetrating whistle pierced Chu Huan's earplugs. Chu Huan turned his head and slightly opened the blindfold. Passing the bones of the dead gatekeeper to each other, like passing tinder, igniting the leg bones of the deceased gatekeeper, borrowing the cold light that can penetrate the dense fog from the scepter of the patriarch of the hillkeeper.

Soon, fluorescent lights spread all over the mountain gate.

Chu Huan found that even with the blindfold on, he could feel the existence of those fireflies strangely.

Bone and blood are passed down, and the ancestors on the mountain gate seem to be endless. For a while, all those who died returned to the mountain gate in this way, and were mixed with the mountain.

Besieged on all sides, there is only this lonely mountain, which is stubbornly resisting.

Another long whistle from the gatekeeper, Chu Huan miraculously understood the meaning of the whistle at that moment - kill them all!