Chapter 32: The Man in White
A tall, beautiful white horse galloped over a grassy and inaccessible path, stirring up a cloud of dust. Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 info It's a thoroughbred horse from an exotic land, and he travels thousands of miles every day. There was not a trace of variegation on its body, and in the sunlight, a halo of light shrouded its body, because it ran so fast that from a distance, it looked like a white light.
The person sitting on its back was also dressed in white, almost blending in with the white horse. He had a tall body and a white, handsome face, but there was no expression on his face, as if he was entangled in something unsatisfactory.
The horse was getting faster and faster, and there was no road ahead, and a river more than three feet wide crossed in front of it. The man riding on his back did not beat it with a whip or tell it to stop. They often have an amazing tacit understanding with their owners, and they will choose to run or stop at the most opportune time without even reminding them!
But there was obviously a river in front of it! Why did it still run forward at full speed on its own? Didn't it want to die! Even if it ignored itself, it had to take care of its owner on its back! Surprisingly, the man in white had no intention of asking it to stop. He doesn't want to die either!
At last he was about to reach the river, and the man finally had an expression on his face, but the expression was one of horror, for at that moment he realized that the river was much wider than he had imagined. He immediately clamped the horse with his long legs to signal it to stop!
But the horse did not do that, but went forward at a faster pace!
Did it misunderstand him? So he raised his hand and slapped it on the neck!
The white horse still ignored it! it was too late, and it finally reached the shore. The man's hands were already pressing its back, and he was about to jump out of the horse before it fell into the river!
With a crisp chirp, the horse soared into the air like a bolt of lightning! When the man felt the momentum and strength, he had already let go of his hand, and he finally realized how ridiculous he had just been!
A feeling of soaring clouds and fog arises spontaneously, and the human heart is placed into infinity at that moment, as if it can hold all things and things in the world, and all things and things become no longer important! It is a transcendent sublimation, it does not appear often, but when it does, it also disappears at a very fast speed!
In an instant, the white light had already fallen on the other side of the river. After taking two more steps forward, it suddenly stopped! The great inertia had no effect on it, and the man on horseback finally realized that when he signaled it to stop with his legs, it was not that it could not do it, but that it had full confidence in itself! Its head tilted back slightly, and when it glanced at the person on its back, the man in white knew its intentions, so he stretched out his hand and patted it lightly twice!
It jumped like a child, and then went on. In front of you is a beautiful mountain, and the scenery is so beautiful that you will be intoxicated.
Everywhere there are lush evergreen trees, and even though it is autumn, they are still green and eye-catching. Walking up the long stone steps step by step, the stone walls on both sides are very steep, and there are trees growing on them, which makes people wonder and wonder. All kinds of strange rocks stand on both sides, or like people, or like ghosts, or like animals, or like demons......
Some of them look scared, afraid that when it will fall and hit themselves. There was a sound of birds, and following the sound, a large group of unknown birds flew out of the cracks in the rocks of the black pressed mountain. In the green hills below, a piece of white canvas hung down from the top of the mountain, the white sail was a little broken and still swinging, and a layer of white mist shrouded around it, shining in the sunlight.
After the flock of birds disappeared, they retracted their eyes, and suddenly found that there was a small pavilion for people to rest in front of them, which was very exquisite, and there was a spring water flowing next to the pavilion, and they followed the water upstream, but they could not know where its source was. The breeze is constantly caressing every inch of people's skin, with the fragrance of flowers, with greenery, the air is also extremely clean and empty, every time you breathe, you can feel a burst of coolness and comfort in your lungs......
There is still such a wonderful scenery in this world! It seems that Yi Xun's guess is not wrong, there really is still a place that has not been polluted! However, how did he know that in the corner of all falls, beauty has always existed only in the lowest level of struggle and the highest level in enjoyment! Too much of the lowest level of beauty is fantasy, and the real beauty is almost firmly controlled by the master of darkness.
Therefore, a lot of the so-called beauty is on the surface, but it is actually rotten inside, and it is just something that butchers use to enjoy and can be changed and destroyed at any time!
The white horse carried the man up the stairs, and when it reached the end, it did not stop, but turned to the right and continued to go up the steep mountain path. It didn't stop until it came to a hole half-hidden by a thick tree.
The man jumped lightly from its back, then lowered his head and slipped inside. He didn't tie it to a nearby branch! But he couldn't tie it even if he wanted to, because the horse had no reins!
A true good horse never wants to be restrained! It walked over to the grass on one side, and chewed on the grass there!
The scene inside the cave was very different from the beautiful scenery outside! Countless fist-sized beetles were densely packed all over the cave, and perhaps because there were too many, some of them were trampled to death by their companions. A stench filled the entire cave. The man was not afraid, he walked straight inside.
Surprisingly, the beetles on the ground gave way in front of him just enough to settle, as if they had the same spirituality as the white horses outside. Perhaps, because as the man waved his hand forward, the beetles all over the ground disappeared with great speed—they all burrowed into the crevices on either side of the cave.
In the center of the cave is a round stone platform, flat and smooth, with a stone chair on it, which is connected to the stone platform below, and I don't know which skilled craftsman has chiseled them out of a single piece of stone. In front of the stone platform is a huge pool with thousands of worms. Swarms of worms rolled into spherical bodies, and the water in the pool was dissolved into a paste sticky by the slime on their bodies.
The man walked over to the stone chair, sat down, and looked fixedly across the pool.
"Twilight, you're so bold!" a voice came from the larger stone platform opposite!