Chapter 4 Lingyun Mountain
The next morning, while Mu was dripping from his sleep, he was suddenly woken up by the old man's voice.
"Boy, wake up. We're here!"
Wood opened his eyes in a daze, and a towering mountain peak came into view. When I looked down, I realized that I was lying on the old man's back, and my saliva had wet the old man's clothes.
Hey, when did you fall asleep? When did the old man carry himself up? In my impression, the old man took his hand and galloped all the way, and the trees, ditches, and rivers in the night were rapidly retreating. Wood was very excited at first, but then he became more and more sleepy and tired. And then, and then I can't remember anything.
"Where is this?" the log slipped out of the old man's body, and looked around in confusion and excitement. I saw that I was in a small river three or four zhang wide, and on the opposite side of the clear river was a very, very high mountain, and the clouds and mist above the mountainside were shrouded in mist, and I couldn't see the top at all. Behind him is a vast forest that stretches as far as the eye can see.
"This is the place I'm talking about, Lingyun Mountain. The old man pointed to Baiyun Qingshan, "How is it, it's not bad, right?"
"Lingyun Mountain?" Mu repeated the name, thinking it sounded pretty good. He looked up vigorously and asked, "How high is this mountain?" It seems to be higher than Montenegro. ”
Montenegro is a large mountain in the northern part of the country, which is more than 1,000 feet high and stretches majestically, and the province of Montenegro is named after it. Mu Tou grew up at the foot of the Black Mountain since he was a child, and he can be regarded as having seen the world, but when he suddenly saw this Lingyun Mountain, he felt a little small.
"Montenegro, the ten Montenegrins together are not as tall as Lingyun Mountain. The old man disdainfully gave a conclusion.
"Oh, are you more powerful than ten old demons of Montenegro?" Mu thought naturally.
"Black Mountain Old Demon?" the old man muttered: "You have mentioned this name many times, but forgive the old man for being lonely and unheard, he has indeed never seen this kind of monster, so it is not easy to compare." ”
"Oh, have you seen any other youkai then?" asked Wood again.
"Yes, it's behind the mountain, on the other side of the grassland. The old man stared north.
"Oh, what do those youkai look like?" asked Kito, curious.
"Those people's sect is called the Demon Sect, and they look... It's about the same as you. The old man looked at the stones and the trees, but he couldn't find a suitable reference object, so he made an analogy very irresponsibly.
Wood froze on the spot.
"Well, don't ask about it, remember the stones and the trees, and remember their size, shape, orientation, and orientation. This is the only way to enter and exit the forest, once you go wrong, you can only ghost in the forest for the rest of your life. The old man shouted coldly.
"Oh. When the wood heard this seriousness, he did not ask any more questions, but carefully observed the trees and stones at the junction of the forest and the creek, and remembered their characteristics one by one.
"I don't think you'll remember that much for a while. Come up the hill with me first, and then come down the hill when you have time to identify it. The old man said impatiently, took the hand of the wood, and made a slight leap, and the clear river was already a few feet behind him.
The two of them climbed up a small road higher and higher. Wood enjoyed the feeling of the wind speeding while looking at the various flashes of animals and strange vegetation. He looked back and saw that the creek at the foot of the mountain had turned into a bright thin line, and the mighty mountain wind was blowing and whining in his ears.
Further up, a layer of clouds and mist gradually drifted in front of you, and the mountain road became intricate, sometimes it looked like a road, but it was a cliff when you walked over, and sometimes it looked like a thorn, but it was a road through it. At first, Mu still wanted to remember how to go up the mountain, but then his head was dizzy when he turned, and he didn't remember the surname Suo.
After walking about a stick of incense, several thatched huts flashed out halfway up the mountainside, and the thatched huts were built according to the mountain, with two rooms on the left and right in the middle to form a small courtyard. The old man said that he had arrived, and then led the wood towards the small courtyard.
"It's... Is this the place you are talking about?" Wood looked at the huts in front of him in surprise, feeling that it was not much better than his own small dilapidated house, and he had a feeling of being deceived.
"What's the matter? This place has the smallest mountain breeze and full of aura, is there anything wrong?" the old man looked at the wood with an even more surprised expression, and the sound outside the strings seemed to be: Do you understand?
"There's nothing wrong here. Wood scratched his head and said, "I just thought... Thought you would take me to a better place. ”
While the two were talking, a child of about ten years old came out of a hut, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, and a simple face.
"Old man, are you back so soon?" said the child, who had come close in a few steps, looking very happy. He looked at the wood and asked, "Is this the second brother?"
"Well, he's your second brother. The old man nodded and introduced, "Boy, this is your eldest brother, don't laugh." ”
Big brother?
There was confusion in Mu's heart, and he wondered both the identity of the other party and the name of the other party.
He was in doubt, and the child named Mo Xiao took his hand enthusiastically, "Second brother, you have finally gone up the mountain." I finally have a partner. ”
belch
When Mu looked at this Mo Xiao's smile, he finally knew why he was called Mo Xiao.
Because this person laughs, it is really ugly.
It's uglier than crying.
It should be for this reason that this big brother got such a strange name, right?
Mu Tou admired the person who named Mo Xiao for a while, it was so image and so appropriate.
He nodded in confusion and called out big brother. It's still very good to have a big brother. As for whether it looks good with a smile or not, it doesn't matter.
The three of them walked into the small courtyard one in front of the other and two behind.
"Boy, this is your house, and you will live here from now on!" said the old man, pointing to the first hut on his right.
"Oh, whose room is this?" asked Wood, gesturing to the next one.
"The third. The old man replied.
"Who is the third child?"
"The third child is a girl, and it will take two years to go up the mountain. ”
"Oh, what about that one?" Wood pointed to another hut.
"That's the kitchen. ”
The three of them walked into the hut in the middle. When he looked at the wood, he saw a wooden bed, a wooden table, four wooden benches, and nothing else in the hut.
The old man sat on a wooden stool with his shirt and looked at the wood, "Boy, kneel down and kowtow." ”
Kowtow?
Wood was stunned.
He looked at the old man, and then at Mo Xiao standing on the side next to the old man, both of them had serious faces, not like joking at all.
"Why should I kowtow?" Wood still couldn't figure out.
"Because, you are about to become a Lingyun Mountain person. The old man said.
"Are the people of Lingyun Mountain the people of Lingyun Mountain?" asked Mu Tou?
"Yes and no. Lingyun Mountain is the name of our sect, and it is one of the five major sects of cultivation in the world. The old man said.
"Oh, you made me kowtow, just to let me join the sect, and then you want to kowtow... Did you teach me the ability to fly around?" asked Wood.
"Well, don't ask questions, kowtow!" said the old man.
"Okay, then I'll kowtow. ”
The wood didn't ask any more questions, knelt on the ground and banged his head a few times.
"That's it!"
I don't know how many knocks, the old man suddenly stopped talking. Mu only felt a strange force coming from the ground, and forcibly blocked himself from continuing to kowtow.