The ghosts and demons that exist in the world are really like those seen in the Nameless City, and there are spirits, none other than the Old Ancestor Tree and the Plum Tree.

Li Shuishan frowned, got up and left, this time what he was looking for was the unknown, facing two roads, he had to walk the road he had not walked.

What originally belonged to him, but he couldn't see it, and everything that didn't belong to him seemed to have come, all of which was more than just a coincidence.

Back in the thatched house, the second elder of the plum blossom opened his eyes, as if he had seen a ghost, and said tremblingly: "Little friend, you know that we really can't help ourselves. ”

Li Shuishan frowned, not knowing what he meant, "What do you want to explain?"

There was still a ghost thing on the top of the two old men of the plum blossom who was tightening their necks, and when they thought of their secretly weird smiles, Li Shuishan didn't want to talk too much, so he waved his hand, closed his eyes and meditated, waiting for the dawn.

The flower cat in the bookshelf slept very sweetly, and the old fat catfish seemed to have a strange dream, causing his snot and tears to fall, swinging his fins, stretching his waist and continuing to sleep.

Isn't all they want is to break the seal and leave this place? Now, there is no wind and snow to be seen, and they can also see the way to leave, and Li Shuishan does not know where this road leads.

The two elders of the plum blossoms, swallowing saliva, had gratitude in their hearts, but more guilt, they also took advantage of Li Shuishan.

What Li Shuishan thought in his heart was to go to another road tomorrow, to the enlightened place of the human race, Guoguo Mountain.

It's an option.

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When the morning dew is sprinkled and the cold turns warm, this happens to be the morning wind, staining the long hair on the head and blowing to provoke a small prosperity.

He touched the small bookshelf he had been missing for a long time, touched the oil-paper umbrella next to him, and didn't know what to think in his heart. There was also the small bamboo pole brought out from Taiping Town, silent, and the two elders of the plum blossoms on the side returned to normal, smiling and leaving with Li Shuishan.

Li Shuishan didn't agree.

"Go in along the snowy outlet! ”

The two of them gritted their teeth, rattled, and for some reason breathed a sigh of relief, and said, "Thank you, little friend!"

Li Shuishan hugged the flower cat, and the old fat catfish turned into a half-fast jade-like size, lying comfortably in the bookshelf, while vigilantly waiting for the stinky cat to come back, while enjoying it comfortably.

Walking diagonally in the sun, all the way to the north, revealing half a long black shadow, it was not yet noon.

The mountains and mountains look like they are behind the fruit mountain, which seems to be tangible, but in fact it is invisible, and this road up the mountain must be difficult to walk. Lin Xi walked back on the path, and the two roads branched off in his sight.

He naturally looked back, as if he had returned to that starting point, and the figure of the storyteller was still in his vague mind, and he gently asked if he regretted it? At that time, he replied resolutely, no regrets. In fact, this answer is still the answer he thinks, there is no truth of bitterness and sweetness, how can it be persevering.

He coughed slightly, and his face seemed to return to the pale and dull time.

Looking at the Qingshui City that can't see the outline, maybe it is still smoking, the temple that exudes a slight charm, the red-robed Taoist and Mr. Churchey laughed and discussed, discussing the later life, as for Yao Feng, the next time they meet, they may be even more powerful than themselves.

Li Shuishan's dull face showed a shallow smile, and he slowly walked to the top of the mountain in the sun.

He didn't know if the preserved fruit mountain was as the second elder of the plum blossom said, with a height of thousands of zhang, often

The snow does not melt in the year, and there are also many chivalrous people who drink alcohol to live on it, which is the place of supreme enlightenment. If so, why care about the small flaws in the words, everything is just an ethereal substance.

When he saw the ice dragon, he had already denied what the second elder of the plum blossom said, some were true and some were false, and it was estimated that he was really confused.

The sky was clear, and there were really wild geese flying in, straightening their hair, whining and whining, and hovering on the top of the snow-white mountain for a while, as if they respected this place.

Li Shuishan was a little moved, and when the cat chatted with him, he said: No matter what, let it eat first.

When the old fat catfish heard this, his eyes widened, his pupils were black and white, and he ran to the back of Li Shuishan's robe, biting the edge of his clothes, for fear that the flower cat would swallow it on a whim.

It knows that cats steal fish and eat fish.

Li Shuishan nodded, "Haven't you been fishing in the creek in front of you for the past few days?"

It also complained: "Where can I eat enough, like a fish cub the size of a grain of rice, it is not as enjoyable as the catfish that day, but it is difficult to eat." ”

Li Shuishan smiled and shook his head.

Soon after, we arrived at the foot of this mountain, and looked at the rocky water chestnut with its peaks and peaks, covered with a thick layer of snow, and the path went straight to it, the road was rugged, and the big snake was lying cross-legged.

The snow is too quiet, so silent that even if there is a bird's voice, it is blocked from it, and a little movement is heard at the bottom of the mountain, and if it is a little louder, it will push down the snow on the pavement, press down the bare trees, and roll down.

So when Li Shuishan lifted his foot on the rock that was more than a zhang high over there, he stepped out of the big pit with one foot, and it was a little laborious to crawl.

I walked to the small stone a few steps behind the rock, swept away the snow with the palm of my hand, and saw three clear big characters: Preserved Fruit Mountain.

There is an inscription cloud below: Before the mountains, there is a small mountain, the mountain is not big, but there is a supreme spirit, no matter who comes, please return.

He frowned and muttered, "This mountain." Don't you let anyone else set foot on it?"

Li Shuishan bowed to the preserved fruit mountain and said: "I know that this mountain cannot be climbed, but I have wishes, doubts, and offenses in my heart. ”

Then he nodded secretly, "Fortunately, I thought that the second elder of the plum blossom was lying to me, this mountain is really a preserved fruit mountain." I wonder if there will really be a knight?"

Walking up the corner, he touched the edge of the old tree with a cold iron chain, shook it gently, shook off the snow on it and reflected it in Li Shuishan's eyes, the red of rust, the scratches outlined, and the traces of the palm of the hand.

I didn't dare to look down, and when I walked up a step, there was a sound of contact between the stone and the iron chain, and if I didn't hold it tight, I was afraid that my life would not be guaranteed if I slipped and fell.

A slight trembling footstep echoed to the top of the mountain, and when it came back again, the snow next to the earthquake broke up one after another, forming a mass of impact and crashing down.

On the mountain, it seemed to be covered with clouds and mist, but there was a person standing on it, looking down with both eyes, and asked, "Who is here?"

Li Shuishan looked up and responded, "None." ”

The man was silent, turned his head and left, leaving Li Shuishan to watch quietly.

He sighed, held the iron rope in his right hand, slowly raised his feet and walked up step by step, the cat meowed, it saw some strange existence, and reminded: "I think there is a demonic breath on it, although it is not heavy, but it is meticulous." ”

Li Shuishan responded calmly, "Why can't I feel it?"

The old fat catfish instead spoke: "Ancestor."

You have to be careful, those people above don't seem to be good at stubble, although they have flesh and blood, if you take it to your heart, you will only have a skin left!"

The old fat catfish was a little abnormal today, so he was a little more vigilant in his heart, and when he walked up, he observed the surroundings a few times.

When he was about to reach the top, he saw a clear white mist permeating his surroundings, and deeply integrated his head into it, as if he had suddenly entered a no-man's land, the chains on the side were gone, and a few pieces of moist white yellow stone were left, which belonged to the type that was brittle when touched, and before Li Shuishan could borrow his strength, he was broken.

He frowned, startled, lowered his body, and walked up gasping.

The person who asked the question sat on the ground, with a sluggish face, his eyebrows slightly raised, and two Yellow Dragon Swallowing Clouds and Spitting Fog Pictures tattooed on the white clothes on his body, each of which extended the corners of his sleeves, and put his hands in the air, echoing the mist.

In the ethereal realm in the distance, there were suddenly three or four small wooden houses, revealing sharp corners, locked with many iron chains, and many souls floating in the sky, roaring in the sky, revealing fierce minions.

There was no one but him, and he asked, "What's the matter with you?"

Li Shuishan hugged his fists and bowed, "The younger generation comes from afar, and I want to see if this mountain is as others say, there are chivalrous guests living on it, and living a contemporary detached demeanor." ”

The man laughed, "None." ”

Li Shuishan sighed: "I really don't have the jade plate that the senior asked about just now, but the younger generation has a heart of pursuit, and he has great faith in this chivalrous man, and it is a great blessing in life to be able to see him." ”

The man didn't laugh or say anything.

Li Shuishan felt the coldness in the air, and secretly felt sad in his heart.

He looked at it for a while, and when he saw that this man closed his eyes and stopped talking, like a wooden man, he smiled bitterly and bowed, and was about to take his leave and leave.

The man opened his eyes and said, "Wine stains all sorrows." ”

Li Shuishan's body that was about to leave stopped, and his mouth responded: "Mei Fangdong opened herself." ”

The man laughed: "No wonder such a state of mind would think of stepping into this mountain, I am the lord of the mountain, and my enlightenment is here." What you see is a memento of mine, which can be dissipated by the wind. As for the words you have heard, they are false. ”

Li Shuishan was depressed in his heart, but fortunately he knew the truth, "The man told me that this mountain is a preserved fruit mountain, thousands of feet high, and there is a wonderful place on the mountain, that is, the rain and snow do not melt all year round, and there are often a few chivalrous guests who drink and write poems live on it. They stepped on the ice and snow, lit the flower branches, and fell geese to pile up the snow, which is very wonderful!"

The man laughed and let loose his bones.

"The mountains are not high, but the people are spiritual. As for the immortals, I can't say it for a long time, Qianzhang, it's just a joke!"

"If you want to see it, I can show you the strangeness in it. After all, I see that your state of mind has this standard completely, because the artistic conception of plum blossoms is a test and a threshold, whether you can see things you shouldn't see. ”

He waved his hand and exhaled, blowing away the scenery behind him, and saw a few huts, without the slightest complication, the meaning of glory and wealth, a few pillars that were supported, plus the beams, and the little decorative window grilles, and the wooden doors, which were not a little strange to see.

The most striking thing is the hanging chains, hooking the souls, making them gasp and show hatred, he hates this mountain, but not the person in front of him.

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The dissoluteness of the title is not a disregard for the image, but a state of mind.

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