Chapter 39 The Key to the Stone Gate
I ate the grilled fish in my mouth, but my eyes drifted to the side.
I saw a wide leaf on the pebbles, containing fragrant fish pieces, revealing a burst of fragrance.
The saliva is uncompromising.
At this time, I completely understood that those stories about how to get a skewer and make a chicken can capture the hearts of beautiful women, all of which are lies.
They know how to cook better than you!
"Would you like to try it?" The long-haired sister asked.
"No, I have something to eat." I wiped my saliva, but I really couldn't save face.
"That'...... I'll change it with you. The long-haired sister reached out and took a grilled fish.
"Okay, okay." I quickly nodded.
Folded two thin branches, picked up a piece of trembling fish meat, and just brought it to his mouth but stopped.
Wrong!
How did you completely reverse your position?
Forget so much, let's talk about it after eating.
After a storm, the juice was licked up, and finally a cucumber was gnawed to clear his mouth.
Glancing at the scene of the crime, I found that I was mainly eating, and the long-haired sister only dealt with half a grilled fish, so she went to the waterhole to sit quietly and look at the moon.
Looking at the bleak white back, I couldn't help but wonder: how long has she lived here alone?
Although I have been a little beggar with no relatives and no reason for the past few years, I can always see people when I look down and look up, so I can join in the fun.
Like this life of looking up at birds, looking down at fish, and chatting with cats and dogs every day, who can stand it for a long time?
Don't look at this picturesque place, it's actually a prison!
I suddenly began to sympathize with my long-haired sister.
No matter how big the secret is hidden here and how much wealth there is, it should not cost a young girl's youth.
Oh, maybe she's a hundred years old now, and she's an old witch......
Just as I was thinking nonsense, my long-haired sister stood up suddenly, waved her hand, and her skirt faded like the wind.
My eyes immediately widened.
It's a pity that nothing was seen.
Because the moment the clothes faded, her figure had completely disappeared.
There was a plop and a splash of water.
The moonlight shone brightly, illuminating an ethereal figure swimming in the water, unreal to the naked eye, but the blisters that were displaced, the distorted air, and the schools of panicked fish all proved her existence.
I watched this scene and was amazed to the extreme.
The Invisible Man?
For a long time, this invisible naked beauty got into the water and dressed in front of me.
The streamer flicks and reappears.
I take a sip of saliva.
"Doesn't that seem strange?" The long-haired sister walked towards me, "My internal skill is called 'Mirror Body Ice Shadow Technique', which is difficult to cultivate, and its power is small, and the only advantage is that it can control the changes of light and shadow." ”
As she walked all the way, small colorful fireworks kept blooming on her body, reflecting her face or red, or purple, or peach pink, or willow green, which was like a dream.
There is a way that:
Overflowing silver and gold leaning on the sky,
Phantom light flow purple moon star cloak;
Butterfly fluttering shadow shattered glass dream,
People who sing without alcohol are drunk.
When I came back to my senses, Zhao Zhiling had already taken my hand and entered the house.
The candlelight is flickering, the screen window is projected, and the two are facing each other, smiling and whispering.
"I can't imagine that you are a small child, and you have such a big gun."
"What is this, it can be longer, you see......"
"Hehe, do you know that my sister is a big expert at playing with guns?"
"I don't believe it, unless ...... You play it once and show me. ”
"Look!"
A strong wind extinguished the candlelight.
"I can't play in the house, come with me."
Zhao Zhiling lifted the spear upside down, stepped on the moon shadow, pointed the star step, and came to the open space in the front yard.
"The Zhao family's marksmanship has a total of three moves."
"First move: stab."
"Second trick: pick."
"The third move: sweep."
"It's too easy, isn't it?" I say.
"You don't understand." Zhao Zhiling said, "Our Zhao family gun is the army's marksmanship, pay attention to easy to learn and difficult to master, these three moves are just the basics, each move has thirteen changes, a total of forty-two moves, practice to a high depth, and the head of the general can also be taken in the army." The first three moves are just a small soldier, and one hour is enough to practice, and how much you can learn in the subsequent changes depends on your personal ability......"
Talk and rehearse at the same time.
I sat on the rock, cheek raiser, and watched my long-haired sister play with guns all night.
It was dawning, my neck was crooked, and I woke up suddenly.
When I opened my eyes, I saw that my long-haired sister was no longer there, leaving only messy footprints and gun marks.
A flash of inspiration flashed through my mind:
Name of martial arts: Zhao Jiagun (Basics)
Martial arts level: the last skill of the rivers and lakes
Cultivation level: I don't know anything
Combat Power: Weak
Special Effects: None
Instructions for use: Simple and easy-to-learn marksmanship, suitable for multi-person battle formations, it is said that when cultivating to a high and profound realm, magical changes will occur.
……
Learned!
Alas, it seems that there is nothing to be happy about. (What more do you want?) )
When I entered the house, I saw that my long-haired sister was meditating and practicing again, and I didn't bother her, so I picked a few fruits for breakfast and began to explore the outer valleys.
In fact, the area of the valley is not large, and if you are fast, one stick of incense is enough to complete a whole circle. However, although the sparrow is small, it has all kinds of strange flowers and plants, such as small bridges, flowing water, rockeries, potted plants, and stone carvings...... It's dazzling and dizzying.
What a beautiful landscape.
The only pity is that there is no export.
Looking at the man-made landscape with different styles, I suspect that this place was originally just an ordinary valley, but it has only been carefully built by countless people to get to its current size.
And this indirectly illustrates the fact that there must be more than one person like Sister Longhair who guards the secrets of the valley alone, and it is very likely that it has been passed down from generation to generation - for hundreds or even thousands of years, there has been such a person all the time, living alone in this isolated place.
But there is no cemetery to be found in the valley, and these people should all eventually leave the valley, they may be a family, maybe a gang, or a religious ......
The more I speculated, the more curious I became about the secret behind the stone door.
Key, key, where are you hiding?
Tapping on my knuckles, a scene suddenly flashed in my mind: last night, my long-haired sister danced in the middle of the night, and there was always something jumping on her chest, which made me think about it.
Does a washboard jump? (Forgive me for being so blunt)
Of course not.
And that size is not like an ordinary necklace pendant.
Could it be that the long-haired sister has been keeping the stone door key close to her?
Well, I'm happy with my conjecture.
Now that you have a conjecture, the next step is to confirm it!
If I had a teacher, he would have been moved to tears by my truth-seeking, pragmatic scientific attitude.
Filled with a thirst for knowledge, I returned to the hut.
As soon as I entered the door, my eyes swirled to the key.
Looking at it, I couldn't help but drool.
The long-haired sister was not annoyed when she saw me like this, she actually dragged her neck and took out the key directly: "Do you want this?" ”