The Tang Dynasty poet Du Mu's "Mountain Walk" has clouds: the stone path of the cold mountain is slanted in the distance, and there are people in the depths of the white clouds......

Zhang Chi's destination for this trip is the "Liuchun Lake", where the lake is not a mountain, 5,000 feet high, the top of the mountain is snow-capped, the cold is pressing, and it is also a few high mountains near Longqiu City.

After the country road extends from Chengyi Avenue, due to the scarcity of pedestrians, it is gradually buried by dry grass, if it is not for careful search, coupled with Zhang Chi's eyesight is very good, it is really possible to go the wrong way, I don't know where to turn.

Perhaps because of the New Year's Festival, on the way to Liuchun Lake, Zhang Chi met a number of mountain people, one of whom was walking alone, and some of whom were dragging their families, all pushing the "chicken car" (a kind of wheelbarrow) up and down the mountain.

People who go up the mountain, on the frames on both sides, put the grain, cakes, candies, salt and other New Year's goods purchased in the city, the people in the mountains are careful to calculate, the price is high in front of it, and it is cheap after the festival.

Those who go down the mountain pile up the frame with dried fruits such as pine nuts and chestnuts, as well as simple and rough-processed mountain goods such as dried bamboo shoots, plum vegetables, and straw paper, ready to go into the city and sell them at a good price.

Zhang Chi saw that the faces of the mountain people were mostly beaming, even if they were the people with cloth towels wrapped around their heads, the expressions on their faces were mostly happy.

Infected by their emotions, Zhang Chi's mood was also very good, he knew the details, and couldn't help but sigh.

"The days in the mountains are really hard, and everything must be counted! But as the saying goes, rely on the mountains to eat the mountains, and rely on the water to eat the water. The mountains are rich in resources, even if you don't do anything, push the chicken cart around the mountains, and barter with the people in the mountains, you can get out of the way. No matter how bad it is, cutting the bamboo with the thickness of the bowl mouth, removing the branches and bamboo leaves, slipping a smooth one to resist going down the mountain, and selling it to a bamboo shop, or a bamboo carpenter, is also a lot of income. ”

Zhang Chi thought far away from this, diverged his thoughts out, and dug out many ways to make a fortune in an instant, and his heart suddenly became happy.

I don't feel that time flies by, seeing that the twilight is yellow, the thick clouds on the horizon seem to be on fire, blazing, the sunset is extremely gorgeous, but at this time, a cold mountain air comes to his face, and he is full of cold hair.

Zhang Chi couldn't help but look up, the snow-capped mountain top was particularly conspicuous, and it turned out that he had inadvertently reached the ground.

"This is one of the many famous mountains in the area around Longqiu City. It is said that there is a natural lake near the top of the mountain, which I guess is a remnant of the orogeny. It is also possible that it is an extinct volcano, and after the earthfire has fallen silent, the crater accumulates rainwater and over time becomes a lake. ”

Zhang Chi put down the rolled up trouser legs, stuffed them into cloth shoes, tied them tightly with ropes, and handled the sleeves of his hands in the same way, which is the experience spread by the people who have entered and exited the mountains.

Subsequently, Zhang Chi opened the road with a firewood knife in his hand, and did not take the zigzag mountain road, but a shortcut that was almost straight up.

However, Zhang Chi's foundation is a little thin, and he doesn't feel much about the flat land, but it didn't take long to show it after going up the mountain, and the two calves were tingling and sore, so he had to slow down the big stride meteor and change it to a small step up the mountain.

When I was almost on the mountainside, I had cramps in my calves and had to get out of the "shortcut" and return to the improvised mountain path.

Knowing that this is the key, Zhang Chi did not stop to rest, preferring to walk slowly rather than relax for a moment.

In this way, he walked alone on the mountain road, gritted his teeth to overcome the fatigue of his body, broke through his limitations, and surpassed his previous self.

I don't know how far I walked, Zhang Chi felt that he had changed again, his feet were sore, and he felt that his whole person was relaxed.

"I haven't reached my destination yet, I can't relax, I've walked a hundred steps, I've walked ninety-nine, and I'm not even one step away. ”

When An Yi was far away again, there was a pinprick-like stinging pain in the heels of his feet, Zhang Chi had long since stopped care, taking advantage of the direction of the sun going down, there was still the last trace of twilight afterglow, and he arrived at his destination smoothly.

The eagle of the cockscomb basilisk is entrenched, the dead vines hang everywhere, the old trees are cross-branched, the jackdaws are quacking, and the bottom of the mountain stream is mostly the bones of birds and beasts, densely packed, which makes people can't help but panic and be scared when they see it.

It's a pity that Zhang Chi is not an ordinary person after all, he does not have spirituality at this time, and he has learned the "Qi Lookout Technique", but he also knows how to smell the wind and catch the air, observe the traces of birds and beasts in the mountain streams, and identify the traces of the basilisk's travel.

Fortunately, before the afterglow of the twilight completely disappeared, Zhang Chi finally found the hiding place of the cockscomb basilisk in a dense area of withered vines.

"Snakes and insects are by nature, hibernate for the New Year. God willing, the cockscomb basilisk is sleeping comfortably at this time, so that I can make this trip without danger and succeed smoothly. ”

Singing for a while, Zhang Chi identified the goal, grabbed the old vine of the mountain stream and walked down, and took a break on the "platform" formed by the branches of a mountain pine, so as to regain his breath, relax his hands and feet, and adjust his body.

After a while, Zhang Chi finished resting, reached out and grabbed a vine, pulled it down, tried the toughness and bearing capacity, took a deep breath, grabbed the old vine, and stepped back with both feet, the whole person was like an ape Tarzan, easily swinging to the opposite rock wall, letting go in time, and at the same time grabbing the falling old vine, and firmly fixing his body.

Immediately afterwards, Zhang Chi stepped on the rock wall, brushed aside the dense withered vines, and on the cliff wall of the mountain stream, a narrow cave was revealed, which meandered inward, and I don't know how deep.

Zhang Chi easily turned over and entered the cave, originally wanted to go straight in, but after thinking about it carefully, he stuck several willow leaf flying knives upside down on the ground, and the sharp blades were pointed inward.

The big rooster who had been poured a belly of realgar wine still didn't wake up in a groggy state, and was untied by Zhang Chi and lifted it in his left hand.

Later, Zhang Chi tightened his belt, and even his elbows and knees were tied with strings, and he explored it with one foot deep and one foot shallow.

When the light of the stars and moon outside the cave could not shine in, Zhang Chi had to use the fire primer he carried with him to light a simple torch, lift it carefully and continue to move forward.

There was no one around, insects and ants were dormant, quietly like a cemetery, only the torches of pine resin burned and made a "beep" explosion sound, reminding Zhang Chi to pay attention to the surrounding movements.

The cave became narrower and narrower the further he went, and Zhang Chi had to turn sideways to pass through, and when he squatted through a "pass", his eyes suddenly opened up, and the torches were blown by the wind, and the surging fire light illuminated the true face of the destination of the trip.

A natural karst cave, the cockscomb basilisk is not there, there are only two snakes on the ground that are as thin as cicada wings, and the surface is as white as snowflakes, staying in a corner of the cave.

Zhang Chi breathed a sigh of relief inexplicably, and at the same time couldn't help but sigh: "The cunning rabbit has three holes, not to mention the spiritual cockscomb basilisk." Perhaps it hibernate somewhere else, or it may have used the cave to confuse hunters with malicious intentions. ”

Thinking of this, Zhang Chi did not slack off, stepped forward to inspect for a moment, and found a more "fresh" snake molt, about a foot long and a palm wide.

Zhang Chi relied on his extraordinary feeling to find that this snake was different from others, containing the essence of the cockscomb basilisk, and after carefully rolling it up, he collected it and prepared to leave.

"This place should not stay for long! I always feel that it is too smooth, I am afraid that someone's chance will be touched and pressed by the gravity of fate. ”

Zhang Chi remembered the truth of "one drink and one peck, it is all predetermined", and immediately understood, put down the big rooster that was filled with a belly of realgar wine, and exited the snake cave from the same way.

When it was over, Zhang Chi had an extra heart, pulled out the willow leaf flying knife that was inserted on the ground, and restored the dense vines at the entrance of the cave to its original state, and then reached out to pluck a hanging dead vine, and swung back to the mountain pine platform opposite.

After returning here, Zhang Chi's mood has cleared up and improved a lot. However, there is still a pressure to get out of the mountain stream.

So, stretch your hands and feet at the same time, grab the vines and replace your hands, and wait for your feet to stand still, at this time, the cold mountain breeze is slow, blowing away the heat of the body, and even the boredom in the heart is blown away.

"Yes, yes, it wasn't until I left the mountain stream completely that I regained my sense of security, the problem was in the snake cave, but the danger was everywhere. According to my estimate, I'm afraid it's similar to Jimingyan, it's all booked, and I did it in advance. ”

Thinking of all kinds of earth-shaking disasters in the future, Zhang Chi couldn't help but shudder, and vaguely glimpsed the clues of the layout of the black hands behind the scenes, but unfortunately there are no examples to prove it.

"Forget it! The centipede essence molted, the cockscomb snake molted its skin, and the next target was the frog den in Tianchi Mountain. ”

"The feng shui treasure cave that can make ordinary people rich and prosperous, I am a cultivator, and I have to break through the family and enter the Tao, which is really not good to touch. It's not appropriate to point out someone, and it's not appropriate to mess up the number of lives, but just take the opportunity to ignite a spirit, I don't think it's a big problem. ”

The night is getting thicker, with the help of the ubiquitous, the stars and the moon shine brightly, Zhang Chi goes down the mountain road.

Not long after he left the Eagle Stream, a pair of golden snake eyes on the cliff suddenly opened and swam into the nest.

There was one less snake in the depths of the cave, and the cockscomb basilisk didn't care, ignoring the taboo of realgar wine, opened its bloody mouth and swallowed the little that had no resistance.

It didn't take long for the alcohol to attack slowly, and there were still a few chicken feathers stuck to the corners of the cockscomb basilisk's mouth, but it ignored the medicinal power of the male yellow to restrain the snake's nature, and sank into a sound sleep.

On the top of the basilisk's head, the soft lying cockscomb, stimulated by the wine, became extremely hard, and the furrow-like folds turned into full, and the color was like a flower blooming.

At this moment, there was a "click", and a slender crack broke out in the middle of the forehead of the cockscomb basilisk, and a new round of molting began!

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