iceberg

Bai Qi's body was shrouded in the shroud, and he fell asleep groggily, flying for an unknown amount of time.

At this time, it is already late in the evening--- when everything is hazy, dogs bark and cicadas chirp, and the sun sets.

Bai Qi was lying on the ground at this time, slightly cold, and the wind blowing along the ground woke Bai Qi from his slumber. The body has not been active for a long time, and the whole body is sore, and the feeling of detachment before has swept in, and the whole nerve seems to be "atrophied", and the soreness is not good.

Slowly turning his body, the corner of his eye glanced around, and slowly looked, the surroundings seemed to be shrouded in darkness, without any anger, very depressed, and remembered the scene of dying and struggling when he was about to perish, and it made Bai Qi feel uncomfortable in his heart. The right hand supports the upper body, moving little by little, every time I move, it is like a cramp in the calf in the middle of the night, I am panting, gritting my teeth, and the cold sweat at the corner of my forehead is pouring out, every movement is very difficult, I have never looked like this, even if I was in the extreme training before, even if I was out of strength, but I can recover quickly, I don't know why it hurts so much now. In fact, it's not just the flesh that hurts in vain, the inexplicable sense of disparity in my heart is the same as back then, I came to this world from my hometown fucking, and in the world of cultivating immortals like I had played a game, there is no sense of conflict that particularly subverts the three views, but my heart is a kind of resistance and strangeness to this world, the world known as "Tianhuan". When I met Kun, I was very glad to have such an old man who could take him in and teach him all kinds of things, completely exceeding his previous receipts, but some time ago, he escaped, but he stayed, maybe he was killed by Liang Sui, or he was tortured by countless means.

Depression, pain, helplessness, loneliness, all kinds of negative emotions come flooding in, white and painful, I don't know how I should go on, even if I am strong, but the kind of person who is lonely, lonely, really, it seems to get into my mother's arms, I want to cry, and then sleep quietly and sweetly.

Time is like a drop of water, ticking and ticking across the iceberg. After a long time, Bai Qi straightened out his mind, escaped from the uncomfortable mood, returned to normal a little, looked around again to see that the depressed feeling did not become brighter with his mood improved, it was still so dark, this iceberg, in addition to those cold and biting winds, the mountainside and above the growth of pine trees one after another, straightened up and rushed towards the air. Looking towards the mountainside, there was an old abandoned temple, which looked like it was only halfway through the construction, and it was not finished, so he took a breath and got up and walked there.

Looking at it, the more it looked like a beast's mouth with cracked fangs, the mucus wriggling between the teeth, dark red and deep, and then suddenly changed, and the "cave-like" fangs opened and opened with a suction, attracting Bai Qi, and the originally slow-moving body, under the action of this force, rushed forward quickly.

Bai Qi thought in his heart, how could that temple become like this just now, he shook his head, and then continued to look ahead, and at this moment, the temple suddenly changed its appearance, and it was like a glorious and solemn church, the kind of will that was passed down from ancient times, with the constant recitation of scriptures, listening to those obscure and sacred words, Bai Qi's heart couldn't help but tremble, and he wanted to kneel down and bow his head and pray.

Suddenly, there was a burst of piano sounds from the depths of Bai Qi's heart, "Ding Dong Ding Dong", as if calling his name, like the deep mountains and old forests, a clear spring of the mountain stream that rose from nothing, washing away Bai Qi's thoughts of wanting to sleep.

After a few breaths, Bai Qi woke up, rubbed his dry eyes, and then looked at the place before, and suddenly found that he had arrived at the gate unconsciously, and his right foot had already stepped on the mossy steps that were an inch thick, so he went up soft and soft.

Suddenly, from inside the temple of the black Blon came a hoarse and dry voice, as if the throat had not been spoken for a long time, and the throat was bound, unable to pronounce normally, and the content of the voice was like a passage from a poem: "The water has a boat, and the mountain has a path." ”

"Who? who is talking?" Bai Qi was startled by the sound of a skeleton coming out of the abyss, and involuntarily glanced around quickly, and then turned his head to look inside the main hall of the temple, and his body walked inside quite "disobediently". The whole hall is still so dark, the two rows of towering pillars are still like gloomy ghost fires, flickering with green candlelight, and from time to time a bat or two bats with red "bulbs" in their eyes fly over, chirping, making people even more uneasy, and there are some inexplicable hatred and boredom of this creature.

Bai Qi asked in a deep voice again: "I don't know which senior is cultivating here, if there is any disturbance, please forgive me!" As he spoke, he bowed down and signaled that he had come here to "break in by mistake".

"Ahem...... You're not in the wrong place, it's just a little early...... No, it should be exact. The direction of the voice was in the main hall, about twenty or thirty meters in front of the steps, which reflected the few bright light sources in the hall, white squinted his eyes, looked carefully, on the top of the steps, there was a huge seat, it is better to say that the seat is a bed, spacious. The carved lines do not show green in the green light, and the dark and bright color is like a coiled "root system", proud and firm.

And it was the person who spoke who was sitting on it, and Bai Qi bowed down again and said, "Senior, I ......."

"What's your name?" Bai Qi was about to speak, but he interrupted and asked.

"The younger generation is white, and the people of Liangzhou are from Liangzhou. ”

"Don't be a senior, a junior, these secular rituals are not necessary. How do I think you don't look like a person from the Tang Kingdom?" The other party scolded for a while, and seemed to dislike this vulgar etiquette, and then asked Bai Qi's origin, which made Bai Qi's back sweat coldly.

Could it be that the other party knows his life experience? Bai Qi was shocked, thinking in his heart.

After a few breaths, the other party did not continue to speak, and Bai Qi did not dare to ask, so he "stalemate".

At the same time, Bai Qi secretly glanced at a painting hanging next to the person who seemed to be wrapped in black cloth, but this painting made Bai Qi's eyes light up.

The content of the painting is a fairy-like woman, and she looks at it more carefully. The woman's eyes did not contain any impurities, clear but bottomless. His complexion was as clear as jade, and his long dark black hair hung down on his shoulders, close to his waist, glowing with a faint light. The figure is quite handsome, standing there, unable to say that it is floating out of the dust, as if it is a celestial person.

A goose-yellow robe with gold trim, like a piece of flawless jade fused into a jade figure, even if standing there quietly, it is also rich and beautiful, with unique charm, giving people a noble Tsinghua feeling

, the whole natural fairy, carefully carved hibiscus out of the water

。 A red beauty mole between the eyebrows of two willow leaves,

The bright eyes are soft and the intestines are knotted, like duckweed floating with the water, and thousands of streamers.

A purple hairband was tied casually, without much decoration, but it made the Qionghua-like face more beautiful and feminine. For this painting, it is really dumbfounded, this kind of painting is simply miraculous, unimaginable.