Chapter 230: There is no sun and moon in the mountains

Seeing the old monk moving freely and eating noodles, Su Fu couldn't help but wonder if she was mistaken.

Deaf and dumb could not see, but his eyes were indeed blind, so gray that he did not even have a pupil.

The only consolation for her was that the old monk ate very sweetly, and this was the first time that someone recognized her cooking skills.

After drinking the porridge, the old monk sat down and continued to meditate, still striking again and again as accurately as a clock.

But at this time, she was used to seeing it, and looking at the old monk's thin face, she still felt a little cordial.

After all, in this strange place, he is the only living person besides himself.

After eating the porridge, Sov had nothing to do, and walked around the yard without finding anything else.

I saw a small back door, so I curiously pushed it open, and outside the door was a canyon with beautiful mountains and rivers, a small vegetable garden, and a green rice field.

There was a world of difference from the scenery she saw when she came.

Su Fu was stunned for a moment, is Lichen Temple no longer in the snow mountain? Immediately ran to the front door, took a deep breath, and slowly pushed it open.

The wind and snow were blowing in the face, covering the sky and the earth, and the vision was still chaotic.

It seemed that she was thinking too much, and Sov closed the courtyard door in disappointment and returned to the canyon behind.

The canyon is not very large, surrounded by thousands of cliffs, towering into the clouds, about a kilometer square inside, very flat.

Except for the small vegetable garden, the rest of the place was covered with greenery, and a stone path twisted and turned, and Sov walked along it.

Wildflowers dotted among the grass, colorful butterflies fluttering, bees buzzing, a vibrant spring.

But there were no other small animals, and there were no signs of hares, pheasants and other flying birds that were common in the mountains.

However, the air in the canyon is exceptionally fresh, and the smell is refreshing, and the fatigue of the day is swept away.

The only way she could think of at the moment was to stay for the time being, wait for the Taoist priest to come back, and maybe everything would be resolved by then.

From this day on, Sov stayed here, reading the notes and books in his spare time, and going to the back mountain to help water the vegetable garden and loosen the soil.

There was a small spring next to the garden, the water was clear and sweet, and the water felt endless, no matter how you scooped it, it was always full.

There is no sun and moon in the mountains, not to mention that there is no sun, moon and stars when you look up, and there is not even morning and dusk, winter and summer, and time seems to stand still here.

Su Fu only knew that when he was thirsty, he would eat when he was hungry, and when he was sleepy, he would fall asleep, and he didn't know how long it had been.

Thinking of the last moment when she fell off the cliff, Lin Yan galloped on a white horse, and the last poignant call is still in her ears when she thinks about it, making her heart ache faintly.

In order not to let herself be cranky, she also began to try to write notes about herself, and some of the people who had been to Lichen Temple wanted to leave.

There are also those who are forced to leave because they can't find a way back, but she always insists on finding a way back.

Lin Yan and the others waited under the leeward cliff for a long time, and the heavy snow gradually stopped, and the group continued on the road.

The frozen valley after the snow was very dangerous, and they had a great deal to reach the bottom of the cliff at dusk on the third day.

It's a slick canyon, rarely visited by humans and animals, and not even a single bird's paw print.

Lin Yan didn't give up and let people lift a layer of snow, but instead of finding Su Fu, he didn't even find a trace of it.

This is too unreasonable, even if Sov falls from above, and the flesh is blurred or eaten by the beast, at least there will be red blood stains and beast footprints.

But now the canyon is so clean that it looks like no one has been here for 10,000 years. 315 Chinese Network

Everyone was puzzled, and wondered if you were in the wrong place, and after careful comparison, they suddenly found that they were lost.

There are the same cliffs everywhere, and it is impossible to tell the difference, and many of them are spies and have a lot of experience, but at this time they can't analyze the direction according to the mountain shape.

Even the compass in his hand was spinning around, and he couldn't see the sky, there were no trees, and everything that could point the way was useless here.

No wonder it is said that there are many strange things in the depths of Yin Mountain, and it is difficult to get out alive if you come in.

Lin Yan thought about it and decided to divide the troops into two routes, one was led by Luo Tianjiao, and returned the same way to move the rescuers.

He personally led the other group and continued to search for Sof's traces.

Since I couldn't find the cliff I came from, I had to rummage through canyon by canyon.

The only thing to be thankful for is that there is no more bitter wind, and the occasional snowflakes are not big, and they are fluttering, and I don't feel that it is too cold.

"Sove, where are you? Still alive? ”

Lin Yan's heart was as cold as ice that would not melt for thousands of years, and she didn't dare to imagine her situation at all, her anger was like a volcano brewing, tumbling and steaming.

In the Lichen Temple, Su Fu had already finished writing notes, but there was no end, looking at the lamp on the main hall that would not be extinguished all year round, and fell into deep thought.

It was this lamp that guided her to the Lichen Temple, so could she leave with its guidance?

The old monk in the meditation room on the left is chanting day and night, endlessly, no matter what you say to him, there is no response.

Sov was desperate for this.

Although there is no day or night, I feel that it should have been here for a while. She was worried that Lin Yan would encounter danger in order to find her.

After thinking about it, I decided to leave.

It may be safe to hide here, but since she doesn't plan to go back to modern times, she can't just waste her life.

On this day, she boiled a pot of dry rice and kneaded some rice balls, ready to be used as dry food.

Finally, he made a simple meal for the old monk, and when he brought it over, he said goodbye to him.

"Master, I'm leaving, no matter whether I can find my way back or not, and whether I will die outside or not, I must go."

The old monk was still the same, as if he hadn't heard it at all, and his expression hadn't even changed in the slightest.

Su Fu was a little disappointed, but just thinking about it, she didn't expect the old monk to give any useful advice.

Packing up her things, she went to the main hall, kowtowed to the nameless statue three times, then pushed open the door, and walked resolutely into the snow.

It was still snowy outside, and when I turned around, I could see the lights in the temple.

So, Su Fu took this lamp as the coordinates and strode forward, silently calculating the distance with his own pace in his heart.

A thousand steps later, looking back, the light should be so clear, Su Fu smiled, and there was a strange stability in her heart.

At least, it proves that she hasn't lost her way yet.

Three thousand steps, five thousand steps, eight thousand steps, and when I looked back, the lights obviously began to have a sense of distance.

Her steps are not large, estimated at two steps to be one meter, and she has walked at least four kilometers by now.

Isn't it, when she stepped out of the range of that lamp, she also walked out of the influence of the Lichen Temple.

What awaits her in front of her?