Chapter 3: The Demon God Slays the Heavens
The mountains are full of flowers, the wind is fragrant, and in the mist a white woman flies like a fairy among the trees. Behind the pen and fun pavilion www.biquge.info a man panted and chased after him.
"Sister, where are you going, wait for me," the person who was chasing after him in embarrassment was Yang Fan, who somehow came to a beautiful canyon and actually saw Sister Cang, who had been thinking about it for a long time. Sister Cang also changed her appearance, not only wearing clothes, but also a set of pure white and fresh ancient costume long skirts, even in this overgrown place, the long skirt is still dusty and does not look cumbersome at all.
Finally by a calm pool, Mr. Cang stopped his light steps, slowly turned around, a light smile, a moth eyebrows swept lightly, there was a trace of style and shyness in the autumn waves.
"Sister Cang," Yang Fan was so excited that he couldn't cry and walked over slowly. The beauty did not have a trace of struggle and resistance, let him hold it in her arms, as if the beauty in her arms was the whole world, and the joy of getting what she wanted was overwhelming.
Yang Fan was immersed in happiness, and the beautiful woman in his arms began to pat his shoulder, once or twice. Yang Fan said softly: "Sister Cang, I know what you're thinking, let's keep it warm for a while before getting to the point, okay, I enjoy the feeling of hugging you in my arms, so happy." ”
A rough old voice sounded in his ears: "Young man, how long are you going to hold me?" ”
Yang Fan was startled, and looked up at the beautiful woman in his arms, where is this Sister Cang who he has been thinking about for a long time, it is clearly a stinky old man with gray hair, ragged clothes, and a down-and-out temperament, especially the hair and beard, as if he has not taken care of Guo for decades, coiled and tangled. Yang Fan was so frightened that he hurriedly pushed her away: "Who are you, my sister Cang, where did you get her?" ”
The old man said, "Young man, this is your dream, where is there any sister?" Even if there is, it is an illusion, and it cannot be taken seriously. ”
"I don't care if it's illusory or not, I just want Sister Cang, if you give him back to me, you must have made her disappear," Yang Fan pinched out the old man's neck. The old man almost ran away, shouting "I don't know" in a hoarse voice. Where was Yang Fan willing to listen, he broke the bridge of the old man's nose with a punch, and blood flowed immediately. The two in the dream just scuffled together until they were both exhausted.
Yang Fan gasped: "Where did you come from, I had a good time with Sister Cang, and I was about to get to the point, what did you come out to make trouble?" You know how long I've been looking forward to seeing her in my dreams. ”
The old man also had a blue nose and swollen face, and while wiping the blood on his nose, he said: "I am a spiritual consciousness that Nuwa Stone has evolved over countless years, and it was you who touched Nuwa Stone and brought me out, in the final analysis, you took me out of the house." ”
Yang Fan smiled: "Old man, you treat me as a three-year-old child, do you think I will believe your nonsense?" Where to stay where it's cool, I'm going to find my sister Cang, let's say goodbye. ”
The old man also chuckled: "Hmph, whether it's a nonsense or not, you'll know at night, let's wait and see." After speaking, the old man picked up Yang Fan and threw it into the water, Yang Fan woke up with a "wow" sound, cold sweat flowed all over his body, and his clothes were all wet.
"Are you awake?" Yi Yue sat in front of the window, glanced at Yang Fan lightly, and then continued the work in hand. He had just finished adjusting the strings, plucked them a few times, and then said to the guqin: "Friend, if it weren't for Zhao Zhengxiaoyou's sacrifice of his life to rescue you, you and I would have been forever, and I would have thanked him on your behalf." ”
"Fetish?" Yang Fan shook his head, shook the sweat on his forehead, looked around, and found that the furnishings around him were very unfamiliar.
Yi Yue said: "This is my residence, I rescued you from the secret cave this morning, have you forgotten?" ”
"The Secret Cave? What Secret Cave? Let me think about it," Yang Fan looked back on his previous memory, "Yes, yes, I remembered, we did arrive at a secret cave today, and we also found an altar, I pressed my hand on a briquette, and then I watched a blockbuster, or a costume martial arts movie." The film is really well shot, especially the special effects are so realistic, and it is exciting to watch. What is the name of that film, and why don't I recognize any of the leading actors? ”
Yi Yue thought for a while and shook her head: "I don't know what you said, it seems that you really forgot what happened after that." Perhaps it is better to forget some things than to remember them. ”
Yang Fan nodded: "It makes sense, if it's a bad thing, it's easy to forget." Looking at the dimming sky outside, Yang Fan patted his head: "Ouch, I don't have time to chat with you, I have to hurry up to find my way home, otherwise the school should lock the door." ”
Yang Fan got up from the bed, put on his shoes and said: "I really want to say something to repay you in the future, but I estimate that after I go back, I will probably never come back, so your life-saving grace can only be repaid in the next life." Thank you for your kindness, and you'll see you soon. ”
Yang Fan was just about to go out, Yi Yue said: "You can't find your way home, because that secret cave has collapsed, and it is impossible to enter it again." ”
"What? You're kidding me, how can such a big hole collapse when it says it will collapse? Yang Fan ran out of Yi Yue's grass house, and when he raised his eyes, he saw that half of the mountain peak had collapsed, and there was still smoke on it, and the dust caused by the collapse still hadn't dispersed.
Yang Fan ran to the White Fox Cave as fast as he could, the entrance of the cave had collapsed for the most part, and the stream had been cut off by the falling earth and rocks, leaving only a small opening to enter, even so, it was too deep to enter again.
"I don't believe it, I'm going home, I'm going home." Yang Fan went crazy and wanted to dig out a passage from the soil and stones, first with his hands, and then with a stick if his hands were broken, but there were too many soil and stones and too big, and there was no way at all.
"Brother, don't waste your efforts, it's impossible, you can't go back." I don't know when, Zhao Zheng appeared behind Yang Fan and shouted.
Yang Fan looked back at Zhao Zheng's old but sincere face, and Yang Fan couldn't help but believe his words. Yang Fan smiled bitterly, his whole body strength was suddenly drained, and he sat on the ground dejectedly: "Have I really left my hometown forever?" ”
A melodious piano sounded, looking up, not far away, Yi Yue sat on a boulder, a yaoqin was placed on the coiled legs, fingers plucked the strings, the sound of the piano entered the ears, like a rain into the throat, which made people obsessed.
"Thank you Zhao Zheng Xiaoyou for saving this piano for me at the cost of his life, if there is no accompaniment of this piano, my future life will definitely be more lonely." Although Yi Yue was immersed in the sound of the piano, she did not forget Zhao Zheng's grace to save the piano.