As mentioned last time, I went down to the bottom of the deep valley with the Nine Colored Fairy, and I once again watched the strange mountains and trees in the canyon. Since I had only been a little over a month since my last visit to the canyon, this qiē was so familiar.

But the last time I visited, I was only a soul visit, so neither the Nine Colored Fairy nor the Crimson invited me to enjoy the food and water here. Because the soul has no internal organs, and it is not a material composition, the soul cannot eat these things, let alone digest and absorb them.

In order to verify whether my visit was a physical or spiritual visit, I deliberately stopped by the creek and took a sip of water, but unexpectedly, the water in the stream was completely different from the water I had drunk, both in taste and texture, which was incomparable to the water I had drunk.

There is a mountain called Erlong Mountain in the Murmur tribe, there is a spring on the Erlong Mountain, and a cool spring water emerges all year round, which is the main water source of the Murmur tribe, the water is sweet and refreshing, and the taste is excellent. I grew up drinking this spring water, since I left the Murmur tribe, I can no longer drink the spring water on Erlong Mountain, if you drink the spring water of Erlong Mountain, and then drink other water, it is a taste of chewing wax. However, if you compare the water from the spring on Erlong Mountain with the water in this creek, the taste is less than one-thousandth of the water in this creek, which is an estimate, and the actual situation may be far more than this ratio.

I can confirm that I really put my heart and soul into the canyon this time, and I am not swimming alone in the soul, so the scene in front of me seems more real. And not unreal.

Nine Colors Fairy was aware of my approach, so he smiled at me and expressed his understanding, but he quickly explained his intention to find me this time.

I mentioned this point in the last episode, to the effect that some unjust souls complained to the Nine Colored Immortals, saying that I had dug graves and deprived those unjust souls of their safe haven.

I was amazed at how powerful these unjust souls were. I've just dug up five graves. The sixth one has just been excavated, and if you calculate the time, it will take at most two hours before and after, and they can not only call the wind and rain. And I was able to invite all the nine colored immortals out.

I have no evil thoughts. There are no other selfish thoughts. It's not just out of curiosity, I just want to find out what happened here, and to return history to its original form. Because the history of red-haired dinosaurs is all passed down by word of mouth. In the process of passing on from one generation to another, it gradually deviates far from the original facts, and in the end, there may not even be a shadow of the facts. This is because the red-haired dinosaur is the most imaginative, which I have repeatedly emphasized before, except for the old Chinese medicine doctor and experts, the red-haired dinosaur is willing to bow to the wind, all other animals are the defeated of the red-haired dinosaur.

Red-haired dinosaurs would add their imagination to anything they wanted, and they would think that things should turn out this way, and completely ignore how things were supposed to develop. And each dinosaur's worldview, dragon life, and values cannot be the same, so their interpretation of the same thing will be very different, and it is naturally difficult to tell which is true, which is fictional, which is history, and which is legend.

I told my thoughts truthfully, hoping to get the forgiveness of those wronged souls, in fact, after I have investigated whether the bones of the whole orchard are consistent, I will bury them immediately, so that their bones will not be exposed for a long time. However, since I was not able to dig up the sixth grave, I still can't tell.

The Nine Colored Fairy pondered for a long time and said to me:

"Do you remember those jade bees?"

"Of course I remember," I said, looking down at the bottom of my neck near my chest, where the pill of bee venom Crimson had given me was still clinging, translucent and lilac, not quite the same as the rest of my skin, and said, "And it's still fresh in my memory, I almost didn't let them stab to death, didn't we see the jade tree and the jade bee just now?"

But I soon noticed that something was wrong, the Emerald Tree and the Jade Bee were found last time after passing through the narrow hole and through the tunnel, but this time, they were found outside the hole, and I didn't find the Emerald Tree and the Jade Bee here last time.

I told what I found.

Nine Colored Immortals Say:

"The last time you came, there were really no jade trees and jade bees here, only after passing through the tunnel, you could see the Golden Mountain Milky Way, the jade tree, the jade bees, and the fruit that can be used as water to drink, which is also there. ”

I nodded, it was exactly what I remembered, but the Nine Colored Fairy didn't make it clear why there were jade trees and jade bees here. She asked rhetorically:

"Do you know where those jade bees came from?"

I really didn't think about this, although I love to think about things, but I never thought about where any animal or plant came from, because I feel that I can't restore things as they are with some stories I heard from the mouths of the older generation of dinosaurs and my own observations, plus imagination, so I don't dare to jump to conclusions, as for fictional stories, it's just stories, I don't dare to put it on the table, in this regard, I feel that my courage is really far from that of experts.

I shook my head, I didn't want to prevaricate him with imaginary stories.

Instead of suing me directly, Jiucaixian asked me another question:

"Do you think there's anything different about the mountains here?"

This question is too easy to answer, or it is not a question in itself, and I naturally gushed my experience:

"If you want to say the mountain, this is a fairyland, and the outside of the mountain is very different, the outside of the mountain from the shape, nothing more than two kinds, steep or slow, steep such as a knife and axe, strange rocks, slow such as melon skin buckle, slightly higher than the ground only, if the area is very wide, it is no longer called a mountain, but called a plateau. ”

Seeing that my analysis was the head of the Dao, the Nine Colored Immortals nodded and waited for my further analysis.

I went on to say:

"The shapes of the mountains here are different, and it is impossible to distinguish them by the word steep and slow, or the upper and lower are steep, or the lower is steep and the upper and lower are gentle, or the middle is steep, and the upper and lower are slow, or the upper and lower are steep, and the middle is slightly gentle; some of the mountains here are regular in shape, and they are more like the magic carvings of the axe, or square, or round, or pointed, or flat, or cone, or column, or square and circle are connected, or sharp and flat together, or the cones and pillars are passed down from generation to generation, but like the places where the gods sketch their lives; more, the mountains here are not at all as restrained as the mountains, they are standing or lying, or positive or negative, Static or moving, they have personality and aura, which is naturally incomparable to all mountains. ”

Seeing that I was right, the Nine Colored Fairy nodded with a smile, and then asked:

"Do you know why they are like this?"

I don't know, I really don't know. If you want to know, just sue me. Let's go here today, if you want to come out, just sue me, you might as well write it in the book review area, I will know it a day earlier, and I will reply to Jiucaixian earlier. (To be continued......)

PS: Let's not talk about it, let's see, this time I think it's quite exciting.