On the top of the peak, you can see the mountains and rivers. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

In Du Ren's eyes, the small gate of the door not far away is like a still dilapidated wooden door, which only needs to knock lightly, and it will disappear.

He thought about what Zhan Zhongqi had taught him in the past day or so, full of nervousness, strong and composed, and passed down one order after another "methodically".

Time was of the essence, Duren didn't have time to learn more, and Zhan Zhongqi didn't have time to teach him more. Different from teaching Han Feng, Zhan Zhongqi's way of teaching Du Lun is more like cramming, but fortunately, Du Lun has studied since he was a child and has developed an excellent memory, so this set of complicated and abnormal eighteen consecutive array formations was actually memorized by him.

Although Zhan Zhongqi also gave him a simple diagram, Zhan Zhongqi did not come in person after all, and he did not know how high the mountains here were, how deep the water was, and he did not know where there were strange rocks and trees, and where there were flowers, birds, fish and insects.

Luckily, Durham was lame, and fortunately, Qingqiu was practicing shamanism.

The shaman penetrates the sky, and the place where the formation is connected, lies in treating people and heaven and earth as one. At this moment, Menshan Xiaoguan is crumbling and devastated, just like Durham's legs are crippled, like a fish on a cutting board, allowing mermaids to flesh.

When Du Lun left Fengguan Mangcheng, Zhan Zhongqi once left him a sentence.

"Only govern this heaven and earth as oneself. ”

This is where Zhan Zhongqi has studied all his life, and it is also his method of curing Mingxi's dumb disease. Zhan Zhongqi, who has practice and true knowledge, and has fought against diseases all his life, may also be said to be the most powerful doctor in the world. And this sentence is the hard work of his life.

Du Lun came to Yan Xi Mountain with this sentence as if he didn't understand, and after arranging the eighteen consecutive arrays according to the diagram, he suddenly froze.

His back was already wet with sweat, and at this moment, the cool breeze of mid-autumn was blowing, and the damp clothes brought out a chill to the bone, but although he was shivering from the cold, he seemed to be completely unconscious, only staring at the big formation under the mountain with a twisted brow, and faintly felt that there were some flaws in the middle of this formation.

The indescribable feeling was about to come out, but it was blocked in his chest, making him so suffocated that he could barely breathe. Qingqiu also felt that something was wrong, but in terms of formation, she was a layman after all, and as far as the shaman was concerned, she stopped at the fur, even if she felt strange, she was still looking at flowers in the fog and the moon in the water.

Pang Wande was already hungry and panicked, he listened to crazy words such as "this stone moved to the west, and the tree was cut down" all day, if it weren't for Luo Huaixin beside him, he would have pushed the madman in front of him to the bottom of the cliff. However, Pang Wande's impatience is nothing compared to Luo Huaixin.

Luo Huaixin has been standing beside Qingqiu with his hands on his chest. It is a beautiful thing to accompany a beautiful woman, and it is of course an undesirable beauty difference for him to climb high and look far away with a beautiful woman - but only he and Qingqiu are two. Now that there is an extra Duren on the side for no reason, it is even more hateful, and what is even more odious is that there is also a Pang Wande who is eager to cut off the head of Fang Yiyi. Luo Huaixin only felt that he was standing on the needle mat, secretly thinking that instead of being so idle, it was better to go down the mountain early and beat his mother tomorrow.

The four of them have their own thoughts, and unconsciously, Yan Xishan ushered in the most beautiful moment of its day.

Yan Xi Yan Xi, the most beautiful time, is naturally under the sunset.

Yan Xishan is a north-south direction, and when the sunset comes, it is like a barrier, dividing the world into east and west.

The eastern sky was already completely dark, and a little starlight could be seen, but the western sky was still fiery red, and the fiery clouds dyed with gold edges hung over the horizon, outlining various patterns.

Menshan Xiaoguan is on the west side of Yanxi Mountain, and further west is the Puda River, which winds like a golden snake. At this moment, the torches have been lit in the pass, although compared to the sunset, the light of this pass is minimal, but in the darkness under the mountain, it is an unforgettable warmth.

The golden snake-like Puda River turned into a ribbon that gradually changed color at this time. Its origins are further west, and it is impossible to see it all from the mountain at the moment, only to see the Puda River flowing from a patch of gold, gradually turning orange and red, and finally turning black, with a faint blue light.

Beneath the mountain, a few nameless birds fluttered up and down among the dead branches of the trees—it was time to return to their nests, and on the clouds, a line of geese flew farther north, continuing the traces of their ancestors skimming the sky, heading south.

This is such a quiet, but also so peaceful world, no war, no smoke, the four people on the mountain look at this natural beauty, silent, intoxicated and do not know where they are.

At this moment, it is hard to imagine that no more than a hundred miles away, tens of thousands of horses are approaching this splendid and beautiful world. Once the smoke rises, heaven will turn into hell in an instant.

The sunset is infinitely good, just near dusk.

This magnificent scenery is beautiful for a second, but when you want to savor it, you realize that it is long gone. When the four of them came back to their senses, they found that they were under the dark night, the mountain wind was bleak and cold, and when they blew through the valley, the sound of "whining" sounded, like a ghost crying wolf.

Du Lun stretched out his hand and touched his face, and was shocked to realize that he was in tears, but fortunately at this moment, he couldn't see his five fingers around, and others couldn't see him crying, and he couldn't help but chuckle in his heart, secretly scolding himself for being honest and hypocritical, and he was wronged when he left the capital, and he carried it down, why didn't he have anything today, and he actually shed tears stupidly.

When he looked in front of him, he saw that there seemed to be many dangers hidden in the darkness.

If it were Han Feng or Liu Quan at this moment, even if they felt scared, that feeling would be fleeting. Both of them were extremely calm people, and as long as they were down-to-earth, they didn't care whether they were on the edge of a cliff or on a safe and smooth road. However, Duren is not the two of them, and he may also have the calm side of the Lidu people, but he is just a normal person after all.

Therefore, knowing that there were still mountains and rivers in front of him, Du Lun still shook his body and gently inhaled a cold breath.

Pang Wande was holding his wheelchair, Qingqiu was too, and Du Lun's movement was the first to notice. Pang Wande's hands were frozen at this time, and his brain was also very stiff, and he couldn't react for a while, but Qingqiu smiled slightly, stretched out his hand to support Du Lun's shoulder, and asked softly: "Are you afraid? When I was in my hometown, I often climbed mountains when I was a child. Sometimes I lose track of the time and stay in the mountains until dark. I remember one time I fell asleep in a cave, and when I woke up, I couldn't see anything, I couldn't hear anything, and I knew that the cave was still a cave, but I suddenly thought of a lot of terrible things. I was afraid that there would be snakes in front of me, that there would be monsters outside the cave, that I would break my leg if I went down the mountain alone...... I was so scared, and I ended up shivering in the cave all night, and when it was dawn, I realized that everything was my own scare, and there was nothing. ”

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