Chapter 8 Jinshu Mountains and Rivers
The author is not satisfied with the title of this article, and will change it in the future//
After getting on the boat, Shuhuan took the initiative to take on the maintenance of Xiao Ling'er, and Xiao Ling'er also fell in love with her and stayed by her side all day long. Shuhuan took advantage of the situation to arrange its feathers and feed it grain. But in three or five days, Xiao Ling'er became a big white and plush ball. I don't know if I can fly or not.
Because she was holding Xiao Ling'er all day long, Yuzi had a slight opinion on Shuhuan, and she always lost her temper in the cabin, and almost bit Xiao Ling'er once.
Xiao Ling'er glued the book ring tightly, so the monarch who happened to be "idle all day long" temporarily took on the washing and feeding work of Yuzi. The little black horse that no one cares about is naturally in charge of the pillar.
The three of them served their respective little ancestors separately, and it was not difficult to pass the ten days by water.
By the time she came ashore, Tamako had been completely tamed by the monarchy. Because he is angry with the book ring, he is closer to the monarchy. There is nothing to do around the monarch jumping and jumping, begging for a hug, as soon as the monarch hugs it, it will take its big eyes to secretly look at the book ring. is also a jealous child, Jun Quan said with a smile in his heart.
So, when the three of them were about to start riding again, the situation changed. Yuzi didn't let the book ring ride, so she had to stuff the reins into the hands of the monarch. The little black horse rested his head on the head of the pillar and watched the play with him. Xiao Ling'er very spiritually drilled straight into the clothes of the book ring, and was blocked by the book ring a few times, and became angry, and suddenly drilled more violently. The atmosphere was a little awkward for a while.
"Uh, why don't you try to hold the reins and you ride the jade with me?"
After the little black horse rejected the book ring again, Jun Quan suggested in a small voice. Although this result sounded very good, but the conscience of heaven and earth, he would never have thought that he would really do this.
The book ring blocked Xiao Ling'er again, and her face turned black.
"You're thinking beautifully. β
Half a quarter later.
The monarch rode the jade, sat in front of the book ring, and there was a big little Ling'er in the middle. He had long ape arms and held a special rein, with a jade ring in the reins. The picture is not beautiful or not.
The three of them hurried along the way, from the beginning of the sun to the starlight, the road ahead became blurred, but the small group of mountains had already occupied all their field of vision magnificently.
Suddenly, as if frightened, Tamako raised her front hooves and almost stood up. Neither Junquan nor Shuhuan expected it, and when he fell into his arms, Xiao Ling'er screamed half in surprise, and was immediately crushed. Say anything, eat less and move more, just don't listen, this is the end.
Seeing that the situation was uncontrollable, the monarch simply let go of the reins, pushed Xiao Ling'er away, and quickly took the book ring out of the reins and protected it in his arms. It took several rolls to the ground before it stopped.
Tail bone pain, this is the first feeling of the monarch, thinking that the previous fall caused long-term damage. When I opened my eyes, the book ring was tightly wrapped in my arms, and my eyes were wide open, shining with water, all within reach.
He turned his face sideways, avoided the book ring and coughed twice, before letting go of her and carefully helping her againβthis time by the arm.
"Thank you. β
The book ring was facing away from him, unable to see or hear emotions.
"Xiaotuan Mountain Realm, it seems that we have arrived. β
"Why don't you wait until dawn tomorrow to go up the mountain?"
"Master said no, the small group of mountains is day and night, it all depends on the mood of the mountain master, we just go in directly. β
Jun Quan nodded and walked forward with the book ring.
Who knows, just after walking a few steps, a blind light in front of me, finally adapted, it was already a clear blank day instead of a starry night, birds, beasts and insects chirping instead of the sound of the wind and water.
This is another world that the monarchy has never seen before.
Jun Quan was trying to ask Shuhuan who her master was, and he knew the way to enter the mountain realm.
only to find that he was the only one here.
What's going on?
"You're here. β
The owner of the voice seemed to know what was in his heart, and introduced it unhurriedly.
"This is the White King Court of Xiaotuan Mountain, I've been waiting for you for a long time. β
A tall, pale and thin man emerged from the mist, but it was none other than the master of the book ring.
"My name is Wanwu, and people often call me 'Bai'. Please come here because you have been entrusted by an old man. β
Wan Wu waved his sleeves sideways, like splashing ink to paint, only missing a pen in his hand. The surrounding scene changes with the sleeves, becoming a dimly lit square courtyard.
He had a glowing ball in his hand to illuminate the courtyard a little brighter.
"This is what the old man asked me to give you,"
At some point, he had an extra stack of gold paper in his hand, about half a man high, tired from his waist to the top of his head.
This is a manuscript that he wrote down with blood as ink and stroke by stroke. But the words are a little hard to read, I sorted it out a little, you just look at this volume, it's the same. β
He put the stack of gold paper on the stone platform, and handed a heavy scroll of brocade to the monarch's hand.
The monarch was confused, took it as he said, and slowly opened it.
The brocade book has a man's story written on it.
Born in the thunder and red light, in the predicament of the withering of the clansmen, he ascended the throne at the age of seventeen, stood under the moon, patted the railings all over, and chanted to the mountains and rivers.
There was a huge shock in his heart, this young man, wasn't it himself?
The author has no details, Shen Lian, Liu Zhu, Liu Lingling, Yu Shuhuan...... Every person, every scene of acquaintance, is exactly the same as he remembers.
He suddenly looked up, not daring to look again.
"Who is your old man?"
Wan Wu seemed to know that he would ask at this time, and he had been waiting for a long time.
"You. β
The voice seemed to have spanned 800 years of time, all the way to this point, stirring up thousands of waves in his heart, and it was difficult to calm down.