Chapter 9: Trespassing
Inhale, look up, and squeeze sideways through the cracks in the stones. Qin Yousang pulled out the leg stuck in the seam with all his might, and he was still in the mood to boast: "...... Senior Brother Xiao, you can't do it, the quasi-card will become jerky here. That is to say, my junior brother and I have a perfect body, so that I can turn around freely. Of course, the master can do it too. ”
It's too quiet all around. The beast, unable to squeeze into the cracks in the stone, finally left unwillingly. He listened to the voice that gradually disappeared in the cracks, and his smile was bright and his mood was comfortable: "What a place to bury bones." Quiet and hidden, and can keep the whole corpse. God treats me well! ”
Such a hidden crevice. Unless, years later, another person like him fell to the ground and was driven away by a strange beast, and happened to climb into this crack in the stone. Otherwise, no one would have found his bones.
"If you can find it, you are destined to have someone. It's a pity that I don't have half of my true anger in my predecessors. I can't keep it in my hand. It is very tiring to engrave words on the stone wall and leave a last word, pass on the exercises, and accept disciples. ”
In the quiet underground, it seems that I feel alive when I can hear my own voice. Qin Yousang never knew that he was so nagging. After seven years of captivity in the cave, he was almost silent, and even though his voice was hoarse, he continued to speak happily.
Finally, I was still tired.
The darkness is endless, as if there is no end to this stone crevice. The only thing that sustained him was the wind that blew from nowhere. The extremely weak wind hit his face, making Qin Yousang tell himself that he would always go out. His consciousness had been squeezed into a faint pain, and he "looked" forward again in exhaustion. In the dark distance, there were no solid stone walls blocking the way. This discovery cheered him up once again.
"The revenge has not been avenged, can Fu be so resigned to death? Wait for Grandpa to repair and demolish your holy palace. Demon Girl, Grandpa will let you taste all the methods of ecstasy! See who's the furnace ding! Qin Yousang gritted his teeth and was ruthless, and then buried his head in the gap and moved forward.
As he walked, he sat on the ground with his legs limp and collapsed.
The pain of burning in the abdomen. Could it be that an old wound is coming at this time? It's really damning! Qin Yousang pressed his stomach in pain, even the strange beast had escaped, so he couldn't make a difference?
Aching throat with chapping throat. I'd love to have some saliva. With your face pressed against the cold stone wall, you can fall asleep as soon as you close your eyes...... If he really sleeps, maybe he really died here. Qin Yousang staggered to his feet, and walked forward mechanically with his eyes closed and holding on to the stone wall.
Gradually, he lost the spirit of talking to himself. Just take the legs forward, step by step.
Later, he found himself floating in the air.
It's an amazing feeling. He seemed to have become the powerful infant monk he used to be, looking down on everything from above. He didn't feel his body walking, but he could see a thin body in the dark crevices of the mountain, taking heavy steps forward one step after another.
Qin Yousang walked out of the long and narrow stone crack lightly.
……
The sky is high and the clouds are light.
The sun shines like a pale golden curtain from behind the thin clouds to the earth. He subconsciously stretched out his hand to block it. His eyes were still stinging.
Adjusting to the light in front of him, he tentatively slowly removed his hand.
Do people hallucinate before they die? Maybe.
Qin Yousang thought that he must have seen too much of the dry Gobi Desert in Chihu, and he was too tired and thirsty to hallucinate. This must be a mirage that often occurs in the Gobi Desert.
A clear lake appeared before his eyes.
The blue waves ripple, the smoke waves are vast, and they extend to connect with the sky.
The lake near the shore is dotted with several Shazhou. The emerald green reed leaves swayed gently in the wind, and snow-white reed flowers stretched out between the stems and leaves.
There are acres of land cultivated by the lake. The ridges are neat. The fields are full of green vegetables.
He came out of a gap in a mountain cliff. His hand was propped up on the rock, and his palm was really touching the green moss. Overhead, a large field of thick green vines hung down like silk. Among the vines are green fruits the size of a baby's fist. It is the kind of monkey fruit that the mountain monkeys love to pick and brew, and it happens to be his favorite food.
Qin Yousang picked one and stuffed it into his mouth with the skin.
The skin is thin and the flesh is soft, and after only one bite, the sweet juice squirts into the mouth and flows down the corners of the lips. Qin Yousang's throat moved up and down, and Gu Lu swallowed a large mouthful of juice.
The earth that is exposed to the sun is like a rainstorm.
He puffed out his cheeks and swallowed desperately, staring blankly at everything in front of him.
A yellowed bamboo corridor stretched from his feet along the cliff face along the lake. There are several elaborate bamboo huts at the end. Thousands of droplets of water gently seep out of the crevices of the cliffs and drip down the smooth roof into the lake, forming a curtain of glass beads that make a tinkling sound.
In the pavilion facing the lake, a woman sat with her back to him. Dressed in a green shirt and plain skirt. Her long black hair hung down to her waist and hips. The figure is slender and slender.
Before losing consciousness, Qin Yousang thought that this was the most beautiful scenery and the most charming back he had ever seen in his life.