last night suddenly dreamed of mountains and rivers

Panxi Mountain is a famous dangerous mountain. From the mountainside upwards, layers of mist wrap around the top of the mountain.

Lan Jiansu walked for a quarter of an hour, and Li Xingxi never left behind him.

At first, Li Xingxi was afraid that Lan Jiansu would "do something stupid" again, so he followed him persistently.I didn't think so anymore.Because the journey was too long, his brain's thinking could not always be limited to doing stupid things.So Li Xingxi expanded his thinking and began to guess that Lan Jiansu was not doing something stupid, and if he was not doing something stupid, what was he doing?What is it to take off your clothes and run into the river, and you can still run "out of the water hibiscus", with wet eyes and no embarrassment?

In view of these problems, it is a bit of a test of the laws of body aesthetics and appearance. Li Xingxi does not have a good brain and cannot conduct detailed research.He pulled a wet robe that was not completely dry, stepped on Lan Jiansu's half shadow, and asked as he walked, "Did you slip and fall?"

Lan Jiansu said, "Guess again."

"Then you are going swimming?"

Lan Jiansu said, "Guess again."

Li Xingxi pulled his brain power, thought hard, and finally made a decision: "I understand, you must have encountered a bandit. The bandit robbed you of all your belongings and wanted to drown you, but I didn't expect you to survive this catastrophe. saved."

Lan Jiansu choked for a moment, unable to speak.In front of this Shangshu's beloved son, he always doesn't know how to speak.Silence created his iceberg personality, and deeply ingrained his mysterious and beautiful image in Li Xingxi's eyes.In this way, he must sit down and be romantic.

Li Xingxi seemed to have made up his mind.Qu Quan thumped his palm: "The bandits really don't know how to do business, you are so good-looking, why don't you sell you to the Gou Lan to make a fortune?"

This person not only talks a lot, but also has a certain proportion of criminal factors in his body. Lan Jiansu concluded that this person is dangerous. If he doesn't stay away as soon as possible, he will wake up in the land of fireworks tomorrow.Although there is no words in the mouth, the steps under the feet are bigger and deeper, and the wind on the sleeves is flying fast.

Li Xingxi saw that Lan Jiansu was walking farther and farther without making a sound, and anxiously followed up: "Don't go so fast, wait for me!"

The water of the Fengxian River is getting deeper, and the "wings" of the "Phoenix" are dark blue in color, and the air-conditioning is rising.The smoke and mist rose, and everything seemed to be buried in the void.

A blue and black narrow mountain road broke through the fog from the thick white and extended to Lan Jiansu's eyes.Oddly shaped, with a curved line.

The picture that Dan Xin left on the combing screen took this path.The road in the picture is also so dark, so small, and so ugly.

Lan Jiansu stepped on this ugly path with convex rocks, and a large piece of loose soil fell down.

"My lord, there's no good scenery on this mountain. Don't go further inside. I'll take you home." Li Xingxi's modest voice was as loud and clear as a ringing bell in this spooky mountain forest.

Lan Jiansu sighed, although Mr. Li is an incompetent idiot in the outside world, he treats others so caringly and tenderly, he should be a passionate prodigal son, but it is a pity that he is not a beautiful woman, otherwise he will develop a story with him, which will become a good story on the stage. Two performances on the Internet can be regarded as a classic.

Lan Jiansu said, "I'm not going back." He walked into the depths of the fog, and his figure was hidden in the thick fog instantly.

The light was dim, the sky was dark and gloomy, hanging in the sky like a torn rag that couldn't be squeezed dry, ready to drip two drops of sewage at any time.Li Xing was afraid that he might not be found later, so he followed him suddenly.Turning around to recognize the intersection, Li Xingxi suddenly said "ah".

The young master's shock almost caused Lan Jiansu to scream too.Fortunately, he didn't call out, otherwise the image of aloofness would have disappeared.

"What's wrong?" Lan Jiansu turned around and asked.

Li Xingxi ran to Lan Jiansu's side in two or three steps, clinging to him, shivering and said, "I just saw a grimace floating on the river!"

Lan Jiansu looked at the river.The river surface was shrouded in ice and smoke, calm as usual, if there were any ghost shadows, with his eyes that could distinguish between yin and yang, he shouldn't be able to see them.The miasma in the forest is too heavy, and it is not possible that Li Xingxi is right.But it's not Lan Jiansu's habit to veto each other, so he said: "These water ghosts will also come out to get some air these days, so don't pay too much attention. We should not see him, and he should not see us. good."

After climbing the mountain road for a while, when I looked back, I could no longer see the scenery below the mountain. All the scenery was covered with dense white, like a piece of impenetrable rice paper.Mountains do not see mountains, roads do not see roads, waters do not see water, trees do not see trees.This "ghost hitting the wall" is a skillful "ghost hitting the wall".This ghost seems to be a ghost with a better brain.

Lan Jiansu circled around, and Li Xingxi followed him around.The two of them circled back and forth in the white ghost fog wall.

Lan Jiansu was like a puppet whose strings had been removed, his shoulders sank, he sat on the ground leaning against a tree, and puffed out his cheeks.

Li Xingxi followed him and asked, "Why did you sit down?"

Lan Jiansu closed her eyes and covered her eyes with her sleeves: "I can't get out, I'm starting to wait for death. Standing and waiting for death is too hard, I decided to sit and wait for death."

After Li Xingxi was startled, he laughed.

Lan Jiansu put down his sleeves and looked at him suspiciously: "It's strange, it's too late for ordinary people to cry when you hear that you're going to die, how can you still laugh?"

"I think your speech is very interesting." Li Xingxi sat on the muddy and wet ground without being too dirty, "You haven't told me what your name is."

"We're all about to die, why do you know my name?" Lan Jiansu asked, and suddenly realized: So it wasn't me, but him who was romantic until death.

Li Xingxi rested his face with one hand, and life and death were between his brows, just a stroke of light ink that was neither deep nor shallow: "You walk so fast, even if we go to Huangquan Road, you will walk ahead of me. I need to know your name , so that I can call you and tell you to stop and wait for me."

Lan Jiansu watched his smile.A cup of warm water warmed his chest, and his heart softened.It is easy for people to soften to those closest to them in times of crisis.If the heart is not soft but hard, it is a survival story that reveals humanity, not a beautiful and touching romantic story.

Lan Jiansu, who was more romantic in his mind, thought in a daze, if Li Xingxi really died like this, he would be the one who would accompany him in the last part of his life.

This bright and clean young face was deeply reflected in Lan Jiansu's eyes, shining brightly.

"Lan Juan." Lan Jiansu said, "On Huangquan Road, if you see me, if you call me by this name, I will turn back."

"Lan... Lan Juan." Li Xingxi bit the two words carefully between his teeth, chewing.Then he held it preciously on the tip of his tongue, and repeated in a low voice: "Lan Juan, Lan Juan."

Lan Jiansu hadn't heard anyone call her by that name for a long time. The word "like a world away" became "really a world away" one day. A name, between the two words, vividly draws out this difference.Lan Jiansu laughed, "I should be a reincarnation player."

He may have to get used to the word "Geshi".When I chat with people in the future, I will tell you what I did in my second life and what I did in my third life.It sounds like there are a few others who can't match the prestige.

The long grass around her was overwhelmed by a clump, and Lan Jiansu, who was half as powerful, suddenly stood up.

Li Xingxi didn't understand, so he also stood up and asked, "What's the matter? We're not waiting to die?"

Lan Jiansu saw the long grass pressing down together, and said in surprise and wonder: "Something passed by just now, but I couldn't see him." He rubbed his sore eyes twice, his eyes were misty, thinking it was someone in the forest. The miasma affected his eyes.

Although Li Xingxi was not very smart, he understood what the "thing" he was talking about was.The hairs stood on end in an instant, and she went forward and lightly grabbed Lan Jiansu's sleeve: "You...you mean there are ghosts passing by?"

"It's a good thing to have a ghost passing by." Lan Jiansu said, "He can take us out." He followed the traces of the collapsed long grass, and when he reached the short grass, he couldn't help gritting his teeth, "The grass here is too short. There is no dirt, and there is no trace of him. It would be good if there is rice wine and vinegar."

"Wine and vinegar? I have them." Li Xingxi took out a small jar of wine and a small blue and white porcelain bottle from his pocket. "I often cook in the wild, so I still have these things."

Lan Jiansu finally understood that Li Xingxi's appearance was a "hook" arranged for him by the heavens, a golden finger that he had to open.It can be seen from this that God is still kind to him occasionally.He melted the vinegar in the small bottle into the wine, listened to the slight sound among the short grass, and sprinkled it.

The wine spilled light out of thin air, but there was no trace of landing.

Lan Jiansu said: "I poured wine and vinegar on him just now. The flesh and soul are inseparable. If he was injured before death, his soul should be crippled, and there will be blood stains wherever he walks." Solving supernatural problems, too much bullshit.But in order to get out of the puzzle, the heavens let him pull it off successfully.

Li Xingxi held his breath and stared at the land, and a row of bloody footprints gradually appeared on the land.

Li Xingxi's eyes widened in surprise, completely forgetting his fear, and said excitedly, "It's true! There are really bloody footprints! How did you know that?"

Lan Jiansu didn't dare to ask for credit. This matter was his own idea. Knowing that he didn't understand, he replied sincerely: "Journal of Cleansing Injustice."

Unsurprisingly, this is a term that Li Xingxi can't figure out.

The bloodstain was no bigger than a palm, and it was the footprint of a baby. The baby was not even a month old, and the possibility of stillbirth was extremely high.Lan Jiansu thought, there should be more than this little ghost here, and the little ghost's mother.It's good that the little ghost's mother is a good ghost, but if it's a wicked ghost, he and Li Xingxi might suffer together.

The two followed the bloody footprints all the way, and the fog did not disappear, but the plants on the ground kept changing.Grass from long to short, soil from green to black, and ground from cold to ice.Step by step, it is like walking on the avenue of hell.

In front of the three big rocks, the bloody footprints stopped.

The three big stones are pressed in a straight triangle with a line. Beside each big stone, there is a thick and long soul-repressing nail. Between the three stones, there is a piece of yellow cloth, on which the Eight Diagrams array is drawn.Perhaps it was because of the long history, a few bad rains, a broken door, and that's why this little devil was asked to run out.

Ke Lan Jiansu didn't believe that such a big soul-suppressing battle was just to suppress this little ghost who was less than a month old.Maybe the little ghost's mother was buried under the yellow cloth.

Lan Jiansu and Li Xingxi struggled to pull out the three nails and pushed away the boulder, each sweating profusely.

There were no suitable digging tools nearby, so Lan Jiansu and Li Xingxi rolled up their sleeves and dug the hard soil with thick tree trunks that had been broken off the ground.

Half an hour later, the soil was dug to a depth of five feet, and Lan Jiansu finally found a corpse wrapped in a mat.

Lan Jiansu pushed aside the loose soil on the mat with his hands, and lifted the tattered and moldy straw mat.The stench hit his face, and there was a black corpse in the mat, at least more than ten years dead.Only the extremely special soil and climate on Mount Panxi prevented the corpse from rotting into bones.The abdomen of the corpse bulges, it must be this soul-changing stillborn.

Li Xingxi covered his nose and glanced twice, tucking the nausea into his stomach, and asked, "Who is she?"

Lan Jiansu said, "I don't know."

The long hair of the corpse was tied into a bun, and there were some gold, silver and jade decorations on the bun, obviously it was a female corpse.She is also a wealthy lady.But what is strange is that the corpse was not wearing any clothes or shoes.Even if he was raped and murdered, the murderer would not even take away his clothes.If the clothes were to be sold for money, then this more valuable jewelry would not be left behind.

The corpse was buried with such painstaking efforts, it seems that there is another story to be buried.

Although Lan Jiansu was afraid of getting dirty and was obsessed with cleanliness, she didn't care about these problems for a reason now.

He wanted to open the corpse's mouth to see if there were any gold or ingots in the female corpse's mouth.If these objects were included, one only needed to look at the seal on the underside of the ingot to see the status of the person who stuffed gold into her mouth, and the year the corpse died.

However, when his hand touched the mouth of the female corpse, Lan Jiansu found that the mouth of the corpse had been sewn up stitch by stitch.The thread turned black and melted into the dry flesh, tightly closing her lips.

Lan Jiansu said heartily: The murderer is really ruthless, killing her is not enough, and even if she goes to hell, she can't speak, and even her soul is not allowed to come out of it.