Chapter Twenty-Nine: Alone on the Peak of Blood
Luo Ying had an intuition that this mountain seemed to be the same mountain that she had fled into with Fu Weak, but there were many strange rocks on the mountain, and there were countless caves at the foot of the mountain, and in the early morning fish-belly-colored sky, she couldn't tell which direction the cave she had been to was in. But it's useless to explore these now www.biquge.info it's just a waste of time, but she has spent a lot of effort and made sufficient preparations in advance to find this place. Luo Ying tightened the burden on her shoulders, looked at the mountain road that was still at least an hour away from her, and exhaled deeply the breath of the clear spirit in the mountains, and her weak legs instantly strengthened herself.
The place she is going to is the Xueshen Peak on Huaen Mountain, the Xueshen Peak is the volcanic cone of an ancient dormant volcano, because the vertebral body occupies one-third of the entire mountain, the people here treat it as a mountain, as for why the Xueshen Peak is so fiercely named, according to Grandma, it is the blood-red rock deposited on the surface of the vertebrae, and there is no vegetation cover all year round. From a distance, it looked like the blood vessels of the earth had been torn apart, and the blood spurting out of it was spilled around the mountain pass, and the dust was forever sealed there. In this way, the name makes sense, and there is nothing wrong with it, she thought.
Luo Ying climbed the mountain road silently, just like countless silent creatures in this forest, constantly moving forward for their beliefs. Do the big trees, the weeds, the small animals, the big animals, the old animals in the mountains have their own beliefs? Will they also have a painful time when they want to forget everything? Thinking about it, Luo Ying laughed, remembering that when she was a child, once when her father beat her very hard, she actually ran to the backyard and complained to the goldfish in the pool, how she envied the goldfish that only had seven seconds of memory, so that there was something unpleasant, and she quickly forgot it. However, Ah Bao said that he was not envious at all, the goldfish could quickly forget the pain, but the good memories he had were all gone, isn't this a big loss?
Luo Ying nodded, what Bao said was right, every life is unique, so if they want to live, they don't need to find a reason to live.
The golden sun shows its face in the east, it radiates a jagged light, shining on the vast sea of clouds on the vast Huaen Mountain, losing the emerald green rendering of the Huaen Mountain, in the quiet of Xiao Su still reveals a kind of shy handsomeness, in the dark night she is as heavy as the otherworldly Bodhi, but under the sun she is gorgeous like an innocent lady.
Luo Ying only felt that her breathing was getting heavier and heavier, and the sky was faint with a light and warm white light, but the humidity was getting more and more intense, and the advantage of winter was that there were no mosquitoes, but looking at the padded jacket she was wearing like a big grizzly bear, she still sighed.
The top of the mountain, unconsciously arrived, Luo Ying stepped on a stone with his left foot, put his palm flat in front of his forehead, looked up at the "bloody" blood sinking peak, and couldn't help but admire the magic of nature, the blood sinking peak is really not a single grass, but it is perfectly spliced together with the tree-lined Huaen Mountain, it is hard to believe that this is the remnants left by the tyrannical volcano thousands of years ago.
There was an old path on the Blood Sinking Peak, Luo Ying knew that it was left by the master, he had been here more than once, twelve years ago, he had been here, but the footprints were fresh.
Luo Ying put away her heavy heart, she didn't want any redundant thoughts to interfere with her sanity, she wanted to go to the Blood Sinking Peak wholeheartedly to find the living body of the Red Flame Bird.
On the mountainside, Mount Huaen has an unobstructed view.
The birds gradually became noisy, flapping their wings and flying from valley to valley. The closer I got to the top of the mountain, the stronger the smell of rotten eggs became, it was the smell of sulfur, and Luo Ying knew.
The most beautiful places are always the most dangerous.
The stimulation of the sulfur gave Luoying a headache, and she took out the cotton yarn in her bag and wrapped her mouth and nose tightly before she felt a little better. On the summit, in addition to the sound of the rumbling mountain wind roaring, there was also a faint sound of rushing water. Luo Yingshu clenched his fists, pursed his lips, and used all his strength to quickly climb to the top, where there was a crater more than a hundred feet wide. The red flame bird grows in this environment when the water vapor that spews out from under the mountain pass, the steam, which smells of rotten eggs, and the water vapor is evacuated from the bottom of the cave to the surrounding area.
It's just that Luoying walked around the crater two or three times, but there was still no trace of the Red Flame Bird. She is not discouraged, as long as she does not find it, no matter how much she fails, it is not a failure. She looked down into the crater, and saw that there was a hot splash of water in the cave, it should be a geyser, and Luo Ying thought to herself, although the dormant volcano will not be active once for many years, the geyser in the mountain pass is a regular occurrence.
Luo Ying grabbed the stone and climbed down step by step, she didn't look at how dangerous she was now, she was afraid that she would not be able to help but escape after seeing it.
The view from the cave gave her tired body and mind a little comfort, and it was another world entirely. Countless geysers gushed out of the ground at his feet, projected onto the arc-shaped dome of the cave roof, and then scattered down like fireworks, because the hole was so high that it didn't fly there, and Luo Ying finally knew where the thumping sound like a flying waterfall came from.
Suddenly, a rainbow-colored sky in front of her caught her eyes, not so much the sky, but a huge color painting, like the wings of thousands of birds entwined and outlined, deafening, constantly flowing with colorful colors, like the ancient artist left behind the world of the sea of stars.
"Good luck to me!" Luo Ying muttered, looking at the sea of stars left over from antiquity.
In an instant, the sea of stars disappeared again, and when the next fountain flew up again, the picture that made Luo Ying unfinished suddenly appeared in front of him.
She lowered her head, steadied herself, and despite the hunger in her stomach and the dry pain in her throat, she pressed her ten fingers, which had been bent like a cat's paw, to clasp the sharp corners of the stone, and the splash of the fountain fell a little on her delicate hands, burning her crimson stains. Fortunately, the stone wall in the cave is straight up and down, and if it is slightly tilted, Luoying may fall to the bottom of the cave due to physical exhaustion.
Groundwater has been dissolving limestone for many years, and colorful calcite nodules have grown in the round cave walls, and she has looked around again and again with the light of the high-temperature heated ice island stone, for fear of missing every inch.
There is nowhere to find the iron shoes, it takes no effort to get them, the ancients will not easily deceive people, the proverb is right! Luo Ying caught a glimpse of the petals of a red flame bird swinging vigorously at her left foot, if she didn't pay attention, she really thought it was a big fiery red bird!
"It's so strong!" she couldn't help but exclaim. This flower has the ability to bring the dead back to life, it is a huge energy that has been burned by boiling water and poisonous mist, and that powerful energy is enough to wake thousands of people from nightmares!
Luo Ying moved her hands and feet that were in severe pain on the ground step by step, the beads of sweat on her face had astringent her eyes, she couldn't spare her hands to wipe them, so she had to blink vigorously to make her vision clearer quickly. She smelled a mixture of sweet and bitter breath, so she slowly stretched out her left hand, and in distress, sacredly, and with relief, quickly plucked the red flame bird.
Luoying put it in her baggage, lay on the rock wall and breathed a deep sigh of relief, meteors will come true, and the world has not deceived me. Luo Ying looked at the meteors in the sky, and kept shouting loudly in her heart: "I did it!"
When she was relieved and ready to climb up, a voice came from outside the crater: "Luoying, Luoying!"