mountain god dance

The giant who once opened up the world sank into sixteen mountain ranges in Luoyang, circled around, and surrounded the old place with a dry body.

Why did they die?

After all, you don’t like this world, right?

Indulging in it has nothing to say, expresses one's feelings and benefits in a self-destructive way, moistens all things, and continues to grow.Let the eyes that have never been opened be able to sigh the mountains and rivers in later generations, endless, singing and singing.

But there is another kind of demise for the gods, which is the decline of the sky.

"I don't know which will come first, the day of the end or the day of emergence." Lanjian said to Baigu, "Maybe he will walk ahead of you, turning into a thousand cold winds and blowing repeatedly in the mountains for countless days, steaming all over the valley , clear and muddy... At that time, I don't need to listen to how angry you are with me."

"I'm angry with you, what's the big deal, won't you fight back?"

Baigu sat upright with his legs crossed, he thought that the other party would never suffer from illness, he didn't know that the suffering of the common people was not over, he never thought that he would also taste the situation of withered grass.The creek and frosty moon above the head are as lonely and high as in the haze. Now I feel that the moon is colder and the people are more lonely.I don't know who is holy to blame for messing up the melancholy of this life, and regretting everything.Why bother, if there are some people in the world who are happy forever, if they can enjoy happiness forever, there is some comfort and some hope.

"When you go, who will guard the [-] zhang from the top of the mountain to the smoke in the world? The mountain god...you know, he..."

Baigu originally wanted to say something bad, but when he remembered Brother Jiuzhen's advice, he changed his meaning in a tactful way: "He can't see it, you need to help."

"What can I do?"

Looking back on the past days, Lanjian poured all his emotions into a handful of people and things, and carefully maintained them. However, his close friends were scattered, and Linghai was lonely. They disappeared and left one after another, and his emotions were scattered cut.If he also leaves, and walks quietly, he will not leave anything to think about or look forward to in his life. In the end, he will not be as good as a mortal with his children and grandchildren in his house.

What people like is the vastness of the sky and the clearness of the eyes. The god of the mist and wilderness is not necessary. He survived alone after years of cold soaking. Clouds and mists, when they appeared for a while, dissipated.

Is Tian Shuai Du Tuo or is he born with regrets?What can he resist?

The meaning of one's own survival breeds hatred, which is a long-lasting hatred day after day.

"I only wish that I will preserve and protect my homeland, so that bad people will not come, and I will die suddenly and get lost on the cliff... Maybe I can feel at ease." Lanjian said in a low voice: "May this mountain range be buried in the protection of mist and mist forever, and be safe forever. "

"Baijing is useless if you're not around. Why don't you send government soldiers to watch over it?" Baigu muttered sullenly, and suddenly remembered: "By the way, can the thing that the prying man dug away heal you?"

"Ten years ago, I came to find Taiye to work for him. I wanted to use this method to get rid of the decline of the sky, but after all, the gift of God is the will of God. There is nothing I can do about it."

Baigu was in a hurry: "What is helplessness? When a person dies, he knows that a dead horse is a living horse doctor. Does Jindian know? Since you are twins, there should be a way to resolve it."

As soon as He Bo was mentioned, the God of Mist and Wild fell silent again.

Baigu shook his arm: "Hey, don't hang me up."

"Let's talk about it tomorrow." He pulled out his sleeves and dragged the person aside: "Go to sleep, you will lose weight if you sleep late at night."

"Okay, scold me again, I'm sorry for you."

"Keep this heart for yourself." Lan Jian put away his gloomy expression just now, and returned to a lukewarm face: "No matter how sick I am, I am much stronger than you."

When he knew that he had given him the wine, he didn't know how to hate him.

Baigu thinks about it, maybe it is a very shameless thing for a god to be pitied by mortals, and he can't force a god who flies away after a disagreement all day long, so he turns around and closes his eyes and pretends to sleep, saying in his mouth: " If you don't tell me, I'll ask him myself."

But I was thinking about what kind of reason made this person refuse the topic related to Jindian every time, and suddenly I had a flash of inspiration, thinking of a possibility: "Hey, you shouldn't have done it long ago. I'm sorry for your brother. about it?"

"sleep!"

Lanjian flicked his sleeves, and Baigu's head fell down immediately, pressing the little snake that had entered hibernation under him.

The mountains can be covered up, let alone regret it.

Once this sealed memory is opened, it can't wait to come out.Lanjian stood there for a while, evenly breathing, and forcefully suppressed the emerging images, forcefully forgot, and then took out the Tao Xun and whimpered and blew, until the mountains and plains were filled with thick fog that could not be dispelled.

Am I the stupid one?

Lanjian thought, I did something wrong, brother, I regret it.

The distance between the two was no more than three palms, and the spiritual breath spread, affecting Baigu's dream. He was falling quietly in the dark, but suddenly stepped into a small courtyard.Baigu looked around, and there were weeping willows planted on both sides of the courtyard, with swaying flower branches, not the scenery in the southwest.

It was spring, and the fragrance was in full bloom, but there was a square black coffin in the middle of the courtyard, and beside it stood the two people who were arguing.

Baigu looked closely, isn't it the brothers Jindian and Lanjian?

He hurried over: "Are you here, who is gone?"

The two did not answer him.

"...How did you do such a thing? Are you a fairy or a ghost?" Jin Dian clenched his fists, and his eyebrows trembled slightly: "I really want to beat you up!"

With black hair, Lan Jian looked at him coldly: "She is seriously ill and in unbearable pain, you are hurting her by forcing her to live."

"Shut up! Your mercy is not real mercy."

Jin Dian grabbed his neckline with one hand, and raised his fist with the other: "You are just condescending, how do you know that others want to live an extra day?"

Lan Jian raised his face: "The cultivator's love is deeply rooted, let's see what you are like now."

Jin Dian pushed him away forcefully: "I'm just like myself!"

"get out."

He turned his back to his brother, not wanting to see him: "Contrary to you and me getting stronger and stronger, mortals grow old and weak... Since you promised to protect the people, have you ever tried to love them, have you ever understood people's hearts? When you hovered in the mountains, did it ever occur to you to touch their shoulders. You will get lost, Lanjian."

Baigu stood aside, feeling Lan Jian's feelings when he heard these words.

He is sad.

"I did nothing wrong." He said stubbornly.

After these words, the courtyard was covered with frost, the vegetation withered, the soil turned into ice crystals, and the person who raised his palm in front of him also changed. This time, the movement of lowering the palm did not hesitate, and made a merciless crisp sound.

The man in black smiled slightly at Lan Jian: "Why do stupid things and make me worry."

Baigu was awakened by his face, and returned to the early morning cold mountain of Fenchen Yunxing.

He blinked, and in front of him was Lan Jian's rare sleeping face. His pure white eyelashes were covered with lying silkworms, as if covered with crushed snowflakes, and his slightly parted lips were the color of old apricot wine.The other party slept soundly, and the space created with spiritual power had a warmth completely different from the temperament of the host.The cold wind raged and screamed in their ears, piercing and piercing.

"Should I hate you or pity you." Baigu tilted his head and asked, poking his hand on the tip of his nose: "Or...you are a fog, you can't figure it out, and you can't judge?"

After Lanjian woke up, he didn't know the situation had changed, and he still led the people forward without saying a word. Occasionally, he saw Baigu staring at him strangely, thinking that his hair was messed up.

Lan Jian touched the ribbon on the bun: "What do you always see me doing?"

Baigu sighed: "It's okay."

"Something happened."

"Ugh."

Seeing that he was hesitating to speak, Lanjian thought for a while, and then he understood for a moment, and said firmly to him: "Don't like me, there is no result."

"I like you!?" Baigu yelled, rolling his eyes: "It's weird, there is a fairy next to him who is daydreaming."

Lanjian: "Hehe."

"You can still laugh." Baigu glanced at him, but Lanjian didn't smile at all.

------

Walking here, you can vaguely see the dome of the mountain temple, which is as powerful as the sky, graceful and elegant, and more majestic than the mountain.At that time, it took people two Jiazi to build it. I don’t know how many workers’ feet were worn out, and how many laborers were killed.

Palace brocade curtains, clouds and flags turbulent, Baigu looked at it for a while, and the rare evil feeling was recalled for no reason, and it came slowly.He touched the marks on his back, and the wound that had been healed by Brother Jiuzhen had flared up again.Nameless anxiety arises, he seems to have to dodge far away to be rescued, as if to find the lost ruins to feel at ease, not on the mountain, not by the water, the eyes of the man in black shirt in the dream are like knives, a snowflake ignites black The flames came and cut off a piece of his flesh.The pain of the old wound and the itch of the new flesh made him inexplicably sad.

He was climbing forward carelessly, after a while, there seemed to be a foul smell in the air, Lan Jian stretched out his hand to stop him.

"Where is this?"

Baigu covered his nose and hid behind Lan Jian, looking at the large dilapidated wooden poles standing in front of him, he was a little apprehensive: "Hey, do you smell it? It looks like a dead mouse in the house."

"The celestial burial coffins of the people. They live at the foot of the mountain to repair the mountain temple, carry the offerings, and carry them here after they die." Lan Jian pulled the man out from behind, and pointed to a winding path in the middle of the pole: "This slope Slow down, go up this way, and after walking for half a day, you will reach the long steps in front of the hall, and you will not be able to climb up the other side."

Baigu's village is a burial, but I didn't expect to climb very high to bury people in a sky burial.Five-color flags are tied between the poles, and meat and spices are placed on the four corners to attract vultures to eat.Some coffins were placed on the ground with open boards, and some were tied to wooden stakes to prop up human figures. They were pecked so that they left a pair of mutilated and scattered bones. The broken joints fell to the ground, rotted and hardened, and the heart and lungs could not be discerned. , Let dirty blood stain the soil black.

He had to walk through this cemetery of the dead to meet the gods.

Baigu's eyes were darkened, which gave him the courage to walk through the exposed corpses. The dry corpses are okay, but the scary thing is that they didn't die for long, and the stench can be smelled from a long distance away. Qianqi died with a hideous face People, let alone get close.

Without further ado, Baigu knelt down to Lanjian and kowtowed to him: "Greatly merciful and compassionate God Lanjian, please take me away from this gloomy place, lest my body be contaminated with uncleanness and insult the mountain palace."

"........."

Lanjian imitated him: "It's weird, you sometimes beg me."

Baigu clasped his hands together: "Let's turn over the old accounts. From now on, I am your believer, and I will burn incense for you before every meal."

"Have a heart."

Lan Jian put his hands behind his back and sighed: "It's a pity that my practice is still shallow, and the small temple can't accommodate you."

Baigu: "Tianjin and Yunnan can transform into dragons, but you can't take me with you if you give birth to the same child."

"Don't compare me with him, don't say I can't do it."

"Then you take me there."

"No."

Baigu: "You are a man who can't do it anymore?"

Lanjian was blocked by him and took a deep breath: "Are you arguing with me on your knees, you should stand up and quarrel with me."

Baigu patted his clothes and stood up: "Then I won't beg you, you are not working. You can turn out a bowl of porridge by worshiping a stove at home."

"Thank you." Lan Jian was full of gratitude: "I am also afraid that I will come to beat you after hearing your prayers from thousands of miles away."

"Maybe you'll go west by crane at some point, don't waste your time beating me up."

"If you don't breathe out before you die, when will you let it out?"

Baigu thought carefully about how to refute him, but felt that it was quite reasonable.

"How many people have walked this road." Lan Jian said about the serious business, "If you don't experience death, how about offering sacrifices, but you can't do it."

Baigu lost his temper, he resisted his burden and covered his nose with his hands into the celestial burial forest.The wooden poles crossed and chiseled piles, and the colorful ropes entangled with each other, and there were suspicious greasy lumps on the ground where they landed.Turning over, the dead man in front of him was dressed in brightly colored clothes, half of his face was torn off by the vulture, and he looked at him with overflowing shriveled eyes.Baigu staggered to dodge, and the coffin board at the back just blocked his knee sockets, so he sat back into the wooden coffin with a few "cracks", and broke the other's two leg bones.

Baigu: "..."

He jumped up and ran out with his heart beating wildly, panting against Lan Jian's body, holding his arms with both hands: "Well, I can't."

Lanjian wanted to laugh at first, but he was so frightened, like a fearless little leopard being pushed on the horn by a yak, licking the wound with its tail between its legs, it had to be thrown into Grandma's belly to be coddled.

Lan Jian shook his head, stretched out his hand and shook his sleeves, and the fog rose into the forest in an instant, engulfing the corpse in the dense and condensed winter snow, dyeing it as pure white as milk, leaving behind the shadows of a few curled ribs and sharp nails that pierced the field of vision. It vaguely indicates that this is a cemetery.

Baigu grabbed him blankly: "... Isn't this even more terrifying, only the blind go."

Lan Jian touched Baigu's eyes with his palm, impatiently: "After being tossed a few times by you, I will know why my life is short.

"Don't rely on me... Huh."

Baigu waved his hands, and found that his eyes were blurred, he couldn't recognize yin and yang, it was a vast expanse of whiteness, and he couldn't count his fingers.Lan Jian took his wrist and pulled him forward, and he followed in small steps, asking: "What kind of magic is this, is it a blinding leaf?"

Lanjian: "Are there any leaves?"

Baigu: "No."

Lan Jian: "Then don't name it indiscriminately."

The dead stood on the left and right poles, like soldiers holding spears lined up on both sides of the government office, watching still and silently.It is also like the evil spirits guarding the gates in Luoyang temples.

He is still a good person, soft, the best living person, and able to laugh.

The turbid rust smell dissipated, only the clear fragrance of mountain spring water, Baigu walked for a while before realizing that it was Lan Jian's body smell.Now only the handshake is real, and it seems that I am not blinded in a trance, but melted in the sky.

Baigu couldn't help but grasped his hand tightly, confirming his existence: "Speak up, it's too scary, I'm flustered."

"Isn't it enough to say so much yesterday? I have evil in my heart, so I am afraid that the dead will come to seek debts."

"You're wrong. If it's an evil ghost, you're looking for a kind-hearted person like me."

Lanjian looked back at him with a smile: "What can I do to find you, and be mad again?"

Baigu was afraid of being lost, so his face was so close to him that the tips of his noses almost collided, and his eyes met at a distance of less than a little knuckle. Among the blurred shadows of long clouds, only the person in front of him was the clearest, and he could even see the black circle around his pupils. pattern.In an instant, all the disputing words had attached facial expressions and radiant eyes, and turned into voices in the silence.

Both of them were slightly stunned, and Bai Gu lowered his head enthusiastically: "Then, why don't you tell me about your brother quickly."

Upon closer inspection, Lanjian's outline is actually very similar to Jindian's, but his eyes and hair are extremely light, and his temperament is completely different, which makes him feel completely different.

A wet corpse was hanging beside it, half of which had been gnawed off, and the intestines were hanging down in a mess, Baigu didn't see it.

There are more things that he can't see, Lan Jian sighed quietly, avoiding the inevitable, silently took out the Tao Xun from his bosom, and there was a circle of sea ripples of dragon scales on the vermilion vessel.

"This Xun was given to me by him. One year he went east to Infinity Sea, and said that as long as he had something to do, he would play Tao Xun on the river bank to call him, and he would definitely come back. But after going there for decades, he didn't have any festivals. I’ve come back, but I haven’t sent anyone to greet me. It seems that I have nothing to do, so I will never be able to see this brother.”

Baigu raised his hand to take it and touched it. It was just an ordinary Kedan musical instrument. They like to burn some flutes and plates with earth to play.

"Is it estrangement at first? That's right, Jiuzhen didn't come back for the Huashan Festival, and he was angry with him for half a year."

"Missing, there is always more than one side." Lan Jian walked around the oncoming skeleton and said, "I was worried that something bad happened to Jindian, so I burned my cultivation base and left where I belonged, and went to the lower reaches of the Li River to investigate. But I saw..."

His face was slightly illuminated by the noon light passing through the mist, reflecting the puzzlement of the god of the fog and wild: "I saw him living with a mortal. Dian is inseparable every step of the way, unable to withdraw."

Sure enough, it's better not to ask, Baigu felt weird, envious and curious: "Oh, well, it's considered never to leave."

This is the first time Lan Jian has admitted his secret jealousy, but he can't detect it, and he is confused: "I saw that mortal's face was swollen and his skin was purple, and he looked like he was about to die. Why not, would he rather look at that person every day than come to visit me...I feel like he is humiliating me."

He looked at the Xun in his hand, it was really the most simple and clumsy earth instrument, as if his elder brother just gave it to him without thinking or choosing.

Baigu didn't know how to persuade him now, it's a matter of sentiment and there is no right or wrong priority.He didn't like it either, and wanted someone to persuade him, so he had to follow closely, nodding: "Then, just ignore him in a fit of anger."

"This matter is just a cause."

The latter change is the source of Lanjian's resistance to pouring out, which touches the darkness in his heart, and he really "disgraces the virtue of the immortal".

"I aggravated that mortal's condition." Lan Jian said, "She died quickly...the coffin wasn't even made, and Jin Dian is now being beaten."

He spoke intermittently, his words sinking in the wind.

The white mist ranges from shallow to thick, from being able to distinguish the arc of the Qingyuan Mountains to being indistinguishable. Can we know the hidden thoughts of the gods in this desolate mountain and river?

"However, Jindian soon discovered something was wrong. The two of us quarreled and refused to give in to each other. From then on, it became more and more difficult to deal with. The brothers were like enemies. They could only be separated for a few years, and they did not see each other in Linjiang.

Afterwards, my hair turned gray all night, and I was terrified that day, so I still blew the xun to call him as agreed.I played it every day for more than a month, but he didn't respond even once, and I never played it again..."

The instrument that does not call is a mute, and the instrument that does not produce sound is a waste.

Lan Jian put Tao Xun back into his arms and stopped looking at it.

"Later, Shan Mi, the previous generation, informed Jindian, and he sent a letter back in an empty boat. He said that if I was in the middle of the sky, I must have done something rebellious and dishonorable to the virtue of the immortal... He told me to Police, told me to kneel down to the Eastern Emperor Taiyi for 81 days to beg for redemption... Obviously he is my brother, right? Why did he say something that hurt me like this?... So, I came to Daiye... That's all, I don't want to mention the latter. "

After Lan Jian finished speaking, she stopped in the sky burial forest, closed her eyes, and stood with the dead man, without speaking for a long time.Baigu pinched his hand and whispered, "Don't cry."

Lanjian said he didn't cry, but you couldn't see it.Surrounded by dead people, they couldn't see either.

He knew that he would not even have a corpse when he died, and would not let his relatives and friends carry them to the mountain to feed the birds like these lucky mortals, and he would be happy to do whatever he wanted, not to mention funeral rituals, commemorative ceremonies, and all these lovely things. colored miniature flags.He could only pay tribute to the emptiness, and his brother sent another empty boat as a tomb of clothes, and pushed it along the water to the East China Sea.

"nothing."

Lan Jian held Bai Gu back: "Now I know where he is, and I also know that he can't return to me... The only thing I want is to know if I'm wandering around and lost my heart."

The two were originally conceived in the same soul, gifted by heaven, they can experience the family affection that other gods do not have, but in the end... they are lonelier than others.

Wouldn't it be better if I was alone in the first place, without any comparison or fetters?

"Then do you still hate him?" Baigu felt sad and looked at him carefully.

Lan Jian looked at the shallow lines on his palms, and frowned slightly: "Hate? Sometimes the gods can't understand, and sometimes I'm just as unwilling as a human being. What rebellious thing did I do? Is it because of the mortal who died sooner or later? I Do you hate him, but I am going to die, and the only thing left is that I once had a brother."

Believers do not become witnesses, loved ones do.

Suddenly, a drop of water was caught in his palm, and a full transparent bead fell down.

"..." Lan Jian saw that the corners of Baigu's eyes were red, the wet eyelashes were sticky, and the eyeballs were covered with moisture, and asked him, "Why?"

Baigu rubbed his face on his arm twice: "I'm so angry."

Lan Jian withdrew his hand, holding his tears in the palm of his hand.

"Maybe I'll go earlier, maybe I'll live longer than you, think about yourself first, why feel sad for me."

Baigu shouted at him: "Since the past has been full of hardships and the future will not be long, why not have a good time like Jindian and do what you like."

Lanjian was very confused: "I don't know what I like."

Baigu then asked him: "Then do you like this world?"

Passing through the dead man's pipa bone, Lanjian looked at the silent mountains and rivers for a long time.

"like."

------

The forum is open, is my little baby back?