Chapter 18: The Glen
In early summer, the flowers are full of flowers and lush greenery, which is a good time to go green. Song Qingshu rode the white clouds and walked slowly on the mountain path, quite a little "the heart is like the white clouds, and the meaning is like flowing water." "Feelings. He knew that everything was arranged by fate. Instead of being in a hurry and at a loss, it is better to take a good look at this magnificent scenery of Kunlun, anyway, what should happen will always happen.
Everyone in the world says that Guilin's landscapes are the best in the world, but in Song Qingshu's view, in ancient times that have not been polluted by modern civilization, it can be said that Guilin is everywhere!
A few hares flashed through the grass, and all kinds of birdsong echoed each other, and it was a peaceful scene! Huh? What was that? What was that? It was an elk! The head and face were like horses, the horns were like deer, the neck was like a camel, and the tail was like a donkey! This was a world-class protected animal in the later generations! In the next life, the life of such a thing was more valuable than human life!
Song Qingshu felt that his mouth began to secrete saliva constantly, this guy would be a foodie in the next life. At the beginning, his biggest motivation to develop the company was to eat!
You must know that if you don't have enough status and capital in the later generations, you can only eat those junk foods. If you want to have some real delicacies from the mountains and seas, you are embarrassed to enter the restaurant without carrying tens of thousands of yuan in your pocket!
Even with Song Qingshu's status in later generations, it is impossible to eat something like elk. Something like this must be at least a provincial and ministerial-level high-ranking official to be eligible to enjoy it!
"Wow!" The long sword is unsheathed! I didn't say it! Brothers, for the sake of my own mouth, for my own stomach, rush! Song Qingshu clamped the horse's belly between his legs, and with a cruel smile on his face, he approached the elk!
As if sensing Song Qingshu's bad intentions, the elk didn't wait for him to get closer, so he kicked his legs and ran into the distance. How could the venison in his mouth let him slip away? Song Qingshu was in a hurry, and hurriedly chased after him.
Bai Yun has been constantly using internal force to nourish the meridians by Song Qingshu these days, and he has already been much stronger than other ordinary horses. Wading through mountains and rivers is like walking on flat ground. Running on this mountain road, it is even faster than the elk.
This made Song Qingshu very proud, and he felt that his hard work during this period of time was not in vain. So I was not in a hurry to chase, with the intention of playing, I took a step behind and hung slowly.
Compared with Song Qingshu's leisure, the elk is not so leisurely. In the process of escaping, it can be said that it has used all its strength to feed. Like a bolt of lightning scurrying through the woods.
It can't be long, and the speed of the limit obviously can't be maintained for too long. After half an hour of chasing with completely different mentalities, the elk's speed finally slowed down.
In contrast, Bai Yun's speed was as fast as ever, and he was not tired. On the one hand, it didn't do its best in the chase just now. On the other hand, it is also because its quality in all aspects is much better than that of elk.
As if premoniting his fate, the elk let out a wail. In a flash in the woods, he suddenly burrowed into a cave. Song Qingshu smiled slightly, he knew that this chase had finally come to an end.
The cave is not very high, and it is obviously impossible to enter it on horseback. But Song Qingshu was not in a hurry, he knew that this kind of cave was very common in the mountains, usually speaking, it was not too deep, and most of them were dead. The elk actually burrowed into such a cave on its own, undoubtedly killing itself!
Turning over and dismounting, Song Qingshu walked into the cave slowly, and Bai Yun followed behind Song Qingshu by himself. The cave cannot be entered by horseback, but it is not a problem if the horse enters on its own.
Walking after walking in the cave for a while, Song Qingshu felt that something was wrong. He had to admit his mistake, and while most caves weren't too deep, this one was clearly one of the few.
He walked around the cave for a long time, but he still didn't reach the end. Of course, he didn't know if he would encounter another small probability event.
It turns out that there is a near-100% chance that anything will go in the worst direction. When Song Qingshu walked in the cave for another half an hour, he had to admit that he really encountered another small probability event. That's this cave, he's not dead!
The eyes are getting brighter and brighter, and after walking for a while, suddenly the sun is dazzling, I close my eyes and settle down, and when I open my eyes again, there is a green valley full of flowers in front of me. Red flowers and green trees, complement each other!
The cave is no more than a foot from the ground, not to mention Song Qingshu, it is a white cloud, and with a slight jump, he jumped down. The feet are stepping on the soft and fine grass, the nose smells the fragrance of quiet flowers, the songbirds are closed, the fresh fruits are hanging branches, I can't imagine that after this dark cave, there will be such a cave blessed land!
Song Qingshu sighed leisurely and wiped the saliva that had already flowed to his mouth. Obviously, the elk that had already fallen into his mouth had already fled. This experience taught us a truth, that is, never think that everything is under your control, fate will always play a joke on us in a casual corner.
Of course, at this time, Song Qingshu didn't care about thinking about the elk. He looked at the valley carefully, it seemed that no one had been here since ancient times. The snow-capped peaks on all sides are cloudy, steep and steep, and it is impossible to climb in and out. A few goats were grazing on the meadow, and a dozen monkeys were jumping and frolicking in the trees.
Walked two miles to the west, only to see a large waterfall on the cliff impact down, under the sunlight like a big jade dragon, extremely magnificent. The waterfall cascades into a deep pool of clear turquoise, but the pool is not full, so there is another way to drain the water.
It's just that for some reason, Song Qingshu always felt a particularly familiar feeling, as if he had seen such a grand scene there.
However, Song Qingshu knows very well that he has never really been to a place similar to this place, otherwise, how could he not remember this kind of picturesque fairyland?
Suddenly, Song Qingshu slapped his head and shouted, "Damn! Isn't this the scenery of the valley that Zhang Wuji fled into when he was chased and killed by Zhu Changling described by Old Man Jin? Goats, monkeys, waterfalls, deep pools, all of them." It's just that Old Man Jin is describing it with words, but what he sees is the real scene, so he didn't react!"
Song Qingshu felt a pang in his heart, and he knew that this was the secret technique of luck that he had cast. Otherwise, how could he have come to this holy place by such a coincidence by chasing the elk into a cave? Of course, it is not that this kind of thing will not happen, but this kind of thing will only happen to the protagonist of those times, the son of luck, such as Zhang Wuji. As for Song Qingshu, a heavenly outcast, if you are hungry, let's wash and sleep.