The girl in green led the way, and the three of Changqing followed.

Walk through the flower-filled stone paths and walk up the corridor that can accommodate three or four people walking side by side.

The corridor floats in the air and rests on a lake. The top loops nine curves, and the water ripples below. Walking along the corridor and looking at the rippling surface of the lake due to the breeze is an elegant enjoyment.

Changqing walked and looked, I don't know how long I walked, how many bends I passed, but I saw a big stone sculpture standing in the middle of the lake, only the part that exposed the water surface was more than one zhang high, the lake was turquoise, I couldn't see the bottom at a glance, and I didn't know how long it was buried under the water.

I don't know what material the stone carving is, it is black and shiny, reflecting the light, faintly transparent.

The left swordsman asked in surprise, "This should be a whole piece of obsidian." ”

The girl in green replied: "Your guest has good eyesight, it is indeed a whole piece of obsidian. ”

Zuo Daoke said: "Obsidian is very ordinary, there are many small shops that do carving, but I have never seen such a big one in front of me, and I have never heard of it anywhere, Guigu is really generous." ”

The girl in green said: "The guest is too famous, and we are just a coincidence." ”

Zuo Daoke shook his head: "The stone may be a coincidence, but the water promenade is really built with wood one by one, and I won't say much about how difficult it is, but the manpower and material resources consumed are also a huge expense." If I'm not mistaken, the wood of this corridor is mahogany. ”

The girl in green looked at him deeply, nodded and said, "It's mahogany." ”

Zuo Daoke continued: "The redwood grows in the south, but the Valley of Hundred Flowers is in the north, spanning thousands of miles, isn't it a big deal?"

The girl in green didn't deny it when she heard it, and she didn't speak, so she acquiesced.

The left swordsman put his eyes from the corridor to the stone carving in the middle of the lake, the stone carving has traces of artificial carving, the scratches are smooth and delicate, but the technique is wide open and closed, obviously not ordinary people can do it in a moment. Unless that person's carving skills have reached the level of ghostly craftsmanship, such as the Xuanfuzi of Lishan, known as the greeting of "ghost hands". However, Zuo Daoke was sure that it must not be these two people, because Master Xuanzi of Lishan had been in the mountains all his life and had never gone down the mountain, and he had entered the court early and did not ask about the affairs of the rivers and lakes.

Who could that be?

The left swordsman thought about it, and couldn't help but put more energy on the stone carving, and suddenly his body tightened, and suddenly there was a cool air that cooled his body from the head, and the blood was cold, and it was cold to the center of his feet.

It's so strong.

The left swordsman was surprised that the traces of the stone carving were actually drawn by someone with a sword.

The sword is so superb that the left swordsman can't help but think of a person's shadow in his mind, he is the fast swordsman.

If it weren't for the fact that the sword intent of the fast swordsman was different from the sword intent left on the stone carving, the left swordsman would almost think that the fast swordsman had come here.

The sword of the fast swordsman is very fast, and he pays attention to killing people with a sword, so the sword intent is very straight, he cuts the mountain when he encounters the mountain, he cuts the water when he encounters the water, and he never knows how to turn, just like him, he never understands what flexibility is, often this kind of person goes to the end with a smear, and his heart is very tenacious, and because of the character of the fast swordsman, he can become a fast swordsman.

The sword intent on the stone carving is also straight, not straight to the straight, but straight to the chest. A sword and a sword, as if engraved on the heart.

The left swordsman doesn't like the sword intent on it very much, he always feels that he has seen too much, and there is an indescribable depression in his heart, in contrast, he still likes the fast swordsman, at least his sword is refreshing and happy.

Fortunately, the left swordsman uses a knife, so he doesn't really understand swords.

But Changqing is different, he can use swords, and he also understands swords, so he is lost in the sword intent on the stone carving.

He was also depressed in his heart, and he came deeper and heavier than the left knifeman, confused, thoughtful, unwilling, and forbearing...... A lot of emotions were mixed and intertwined, and all of them poured into his head for a while, about to explode his head.

"Amitabha", there are Buddha words in the ears, the voice is loud, powerful, straight through the evergreen body, the depression of the heart is shattered, the emotions in the head are dispersed, such as bathing in the sun, the person who shines is clear all of a sudden.

Changqing woke up at this time, knowing that he had almost fallen into the demon phase, cold sweat was dripping, and his back was so wet that he couldn't get wet anymore. In addition to palpitations, he didn't dare to look at the stone carving anymore, and said: "Please also ask a few girls to lead the way quickly, they have been on the road for several days in a row, they are really sleepy, and they need to rest and rest." ”

The girl in green let out a light "um" and walked forward with a quick pace.

There were only a few strokes of the stone carving, and the excess stone was removed, and a rough outline was outlined, not even a shadow, vague, and I didn't know what it was.

Zuo Daoke carefully observed for a long time and did not come to a conclusion, let alone an uninformed "mountain savage" like Changqing and Huiyuan.

Now, in a hurry, naturally they will no longer pursue everything clearly, so they all follow the girl in green to step up.

A few people walked farther away from the stone carving, turned a corner of the corridor, and the stone carving was already some distance, Changqing has been looking at the corridor under his feet, at this time still dare not look up, because the stone carving is too weird, but the more I don't want to, the more I think about it, and finally I have to glance at the shadow of the stone sculpture reflected in the lake.

From the reflection in the lake, he saw a black dragon with half of its body poking out of the water, the lake rippled, the reflection twisted and turned, and the black dragon was shaking as if it was alive, but he couldn't see the appearance of the dragon vaguely.

Changqing was in a trance, lost his mind all the way, stumbled several times and almost fell, but Huiyuan grabbed him in time, and finally Huiyuan simply held his hand directly to prevent Changqing from having other accidents. These evergreens didn't know, and even he didn't know when he stopped.

The girl in green led them to an attic. The attic is quaint, and you can smell the smell of time from a long distance, and it seems that it has existed for a long time.

The appearance of this attic is not the most common outside today, but it is not unfamiliar, the left knife guest has traveled to many scenic spots, and has seen it in some of the ruins of the previous dynasty, but due to the situation, wind and rain, it almost fell down, scattered, and the rest is also broken in many places, and it is still breathing. Now it is rare to see such a well-preserved and complete building, and Zuo Daoke is both excited and relieved.

He did not change the dynasty, the hatred of the later dynasty to the previous dynasty, as a cloth cloth, he thought that the word hatred was only worthy of the high-ranking officials and nobles in the temple, and we have always been the one who has been controlled no matter how many generations have changed.

The left swordsman also didn't understand why the high-ranking king went to great lengths to destroy the traces left by the previous dynasty, as if destroying these traces could erase that period of history.

And in fact, the previous dynasty still exists, in the books, in the stories, and in the hearts of generations.

Perhaps it was because he couldn't see through it that he could only wander outside the court hall and couldn't enter the door called the court hall.

The left swordsman was sighing, and the girl in green had turned around, and said softly: "Guest, this is where you rest." ”