"Hey, I'm awake." Qi Huan, who was holding a small bronze mirror and swaying, sighed, "You sleep too hard every time." If you hadn't gotten up on your own, it would have been hard for you. Hurry, it's too late to hurry. Eh, what, I said it wrong? What are you hitting me for! Hey, why are you still kicking! ”

The general has sent men to prepare the military horses. Although he may have to sell the village at the foot of the mountain in order to climb over the mountain in front of him, he is still willing to spend his money. He also had their weapons repaired, and a lot of money and food stuffed.

"When Lao Bai finds his father, I will come back to pick you up, and we will go together." Before leaving, Ao Yan grabbed his father's hand.

Jun Lanjiu didn't say anything, just nodded heavily. Like all fathers, he was always so unspeakable. But he has done enough, enough to say a lot of things that don't need to be said.

They reluctantly said goodbye.

Qi Huan always felt that he had forgotten something. Until he was about to walk out of the city gate, Bai Ya slowed down. He frowned, and subconsciously looked around:

"How...... I haven't seen Frost Moon come yet. Won't he go with us? ”

"Didn't he say he wanted to take a look here, let's go by ourselves?" Liu Shenghan replied flatly, "Don't worry about him—since you say that, he won't be on the same road with us for a while." ”

That's when they reacted. With Frost Moon Jun's temperament, if he just left for a while, how could he go out of his way to say hello.

"I knew it was like this, and yesterday I should have said it alone. Anyway, he helped us a lot, and he helped us a lot. Qi Huan scratched his head, his tone a little regretful.

However, there was more to them than just that.

It was only when they reached the foot of the Moon Mountain that they realized the problem. This time, there were no enthusiastic harpies, and Frost Moon was not by their side—it was useless for him to do so—not only would they not be able to fly to the mountains, but if they descended to the bottom of the valley, they would not be able to cross the unfrozen dark river.

I can only climb to the top of the mountain and find a way.

The mountain road is barren and steep, and occasionally you can see sparse grass and trees, shivering by the mountain wind. From the moment he entered the mountain, Bai Ya's ears continued to float through the sound of whining music. He only thought it was the call of the wind, and he misheard it as music. Just as he retracted his thoughts and focused on the road, Jun Aoyan suddenly spoke:

"Did you hear any instrumental sounds?"

She asked hesitantly, apparently not sure herself. However, Qi Huan immediately responded to her:

"Did you hear that, too? I thought it was because my ears were blocked from the meridians, so I heard strange sounds for no reason. ”

"I thought it was the sound of the wind, coupled with people's reverie, and the square was similar to the rhythm." Liu Shenghan frowned and said.

Bai Ya agreed. It stands to reason that there are no people around Shiyue Mountain, and there are no other travelers on the mountain road. There shouldn't be music here.

"Was that sound the last time we came?"

“…… I don't remember. ”

Still, the melody lingered. By the time the sun had set and they had reached the heights of the mountains, they could clearly hear the deep sound of the wind, which was very different from the hollow howl. Liu Shenghan speculated that perhaps the direction of the wind at this time happened to blow some special place in the valley, creating music.

Ethereal and distant.

This vision, presumably, had no effect on their itinerary. The shadow between Liu Sheng's cold eyebrows probably came from worrying about the road ahead. They searched the rift valley in a vain attempt to find a way through the moat.

The sun hung in the western sky, crumbling. The sky gradually darkened, and the four of them still found nothing.

There are birds soaring in the sky, and Qi Huan sees that it is also glowing red, maybe it is plated by the setting sun. Could it be the same one he had seen on the road earlier? How good it would be if people had the ability to fly thousands of miles with their wings.

He was a little tired, and his eyes wandered, chasing the bird away. It soon disappeared from the sky. Qi Huan twisted his sour neck and turned his head. Suddenly, his eyes focused on the top of a dead tree a few steps away.

"Look at the branches over there, is there anything on them?"

Bai Ya looked in the direction of his finger, the tree was not too far from the edge of the mountain break, and it was not too close to be dangerous. They trotted over with Qi Huan, and they couldn't see the path over the valley anyway, so it was better to explore the neighborhood, maybe there would be an unexpected gain.

Whether it's a catch or not, it's quite a surprise. Qi Huan squinted, stood on tiptoe, jumped twice, and finally asked incredulously:

"Lao Bai, look at that thing, does it look like ...... No, isn't this the wood carving of the little prince? ”

"How is that possible?" Bai Ya also craned his neck and tried to look up, his tone full of suspicion, "But that thing obviously fell into the dark river between the canyons." ”

"Just take a look. It's getting dark, and it's hard to say if it's dark, and it's hard to find it when it falls to the ground. ”

Qi Huan was speechless, and searched all over the ground for the small stones in his hand. The little black shadow said that it was not high, and it was not firmly stuck between the branches, and he threw the stone four or five times, and then knocked it down. Bai Ya's eyes quickly reached out and fished it out, and he came to the front of him to take a closer look, and was a little stunned.

"That's it."

"Show me." Qi Huan took the wood carving from Bai Ya's hand, looked at it as well, and scratched his head, "It's really it." Why, a bird brought it up......"

"What do birds do with this, and put it on a tree, and use it to build a nest."

"Two, let's not talk about this yet." Liu Shenghan interrupted them rarely, and spoke rapidly, "Do you notice that the music from earlier has stopped now?" "Temple Street

They stopped.

The voice did fade away. Bai Ya realized that it was not the movement of the wind, because at such a quiet moment, the night wind was still beating his clothes, carrying the unique coldness of the Moon Eating Mountain. Compared to before, this time is too quiet, which makes people goosebumps.

The world in Qi Huan's ears is stranger than pure silence.

When Bai Ya's voice stopped, he vaguely caught extremely erratic human voices. The more attentive he listened, the clearer his voice became. It was a childish voice, not very old, and it seemed to be a boy. The children's voices were intermittent, most of them were unrecognizable, and after a while, Qi Huan heard one of the sentences clearly:

“…… My Wood Carving ......"

He felt the cold hairs on his body prick up like ice thorns, and he leaned back sharply, as if to avoid what he was holding.

"What nerves are you! Epilepsy? ”

Bai Ya almost hit him head-on. Qi Huan was not easy either, he bit his tongue and dragged Bai Ya with bared teeth:

"You, you, listen! Little prince, he's talking! Did he fish this wood carving himself......

Bai Ya listened carefully for a while, and shook his head: "Nothing, I'm afraid it's an illusion." ”

"There really is." At this moment, Qi Huan actually calmed down, "Listen, it's getting clearer and clearer." He said...... Let me...... Look—...... there? ”

Friends turned their heads at his point, and saw only a large black shadow, nothing more than a huge rock.

"Is he buried under the stones?"

"No, no—don't you think...... Are the mountains shaking? ”

Jun Aoyan's face tightened, and the Mo knife slammed straight to the ground. She stared down at the tiny grit at her feet, bouncing and growing.

"Let's go." Liu Shenghan suddenly understood something, "That stone over there, run over and hide first!" ”

"Hiding from what?"

Jun Aoyan quickened his pace, but he was a little unclear. And Bai Ya remembered, he glanced at the unfathomable rift, his face was ugly, and he whispered from between his teeth:

"It is rumored that the tengu was sealed at the foot of Mt. Moon-Eater......"

The speed at which the tremor intensified became faster, and after only a few steps, it increased significantly from small to extremely violent. The shaking was not from side to side, but it was swaying, sliding, skewing their steps. It was as if there were towering trees about to break out of the ground from the soles of their feet, and it was as if there were huge monsters about to rise from the ground. Like a dog that has woken up, stretching its body and shaking its fur, trying to shake off the dust, dead leaves, and fleas that fell on its body when it was sleeping.

Unfortunately, judging from the current force of the tremors, they, and almost all the rocks, grass and trees on this entire mountain, are nothing more than lice on the dogs.

Running was almost impossible, and they crawled through the turbulent mountain surface. Qi Huan, like his companions, kept moving, but from time to time he was in a trance. He clearly felt that he was running with his friend, but the anxiety and panic he should have had seemed to be cut off, and the rumbling and trembling of the earth and rocks became distant. In its place, there are countless cacophony of voices, some of which are human, and some of which are indescribable, intuitive perceptions. They were constantly directing him, and sometimes, they were simply manipulating him.

In these voices, Qi Huan suddenly had a stirring spirit and pushed Bai Ya violently.

"Jump!"

Bai Ya subconsciously did so, and Qi Huan followed closely. As soon as his body was in the air, he heard the sound of the ground cracking beneath his feet. When they stepped back on the ground, they all turned back and saw a deep crack in the same place.

Qi Huan understood. Those voices, whatever they were, were helping him avoid danger at the moment. He beckoned vigorously to the two girls:

"Follow me, I'll take you up!"

On the way to the goal, a large tree with eight forks fell and stumbled into the valley; A boulder rolled down, ran over the already shattered ground, and was swallowed up by a chasm. Before these dangers reached them, Qi Huan had already taken his friends around their routes. It was as if he had suddenly possessed the power of an unpredictable prophet, and he was one step ahead of the danger, pulling them to safety.

Some rocks that are not very strong have fallen off the cliffs and have been buried to the bottom of the valley. Fortunately, the rock where Qi Huan led them to hide was much more solid than the others.

They were stunned, panting with their backs to it. Then there was a long and short howl in the valley, getting stronger and closer, and it shook the people with a splitting headache, as if the skull was resonating with the sound.

With a bang, the mountain under their feet sank.

The heavy snort of the beast, and the sound of its claws scratching and stomping on the ground, continued far and loud for a while. It sounded like the tengu was trying to drag itself out of the ravine. Before it came out, Bai Ya pressed his throat and asked:

"It's hard work, I'm afraid it's difficult. Is there anything you can do about it? ”

"Me?" Qi Huan pointed to his nose and smiled more ugly than crying, "Do you think I am Frost Moon Jun, even a dragon can fight?" ”

Bai Ya didn't know where to ask him about this half-hung onmyoji, it was just a fluke. He looked at Jun Aoyan, who didn't say anything, shook his head slightly, and his expression was extremely worried.

Although they haven't seen its form yet, they can only hear its voice, but since it can make such a landslide formation, it is obviously not something that ordinary people can compete with.

What kind of monster is this?