Time is like a sharp bayonet. Every time it is unsheathed, it will bring different results. Feng Yu suddenly feels that everything is funny. His life for more than forty years has been a mess. People can abandon some things, or they can
Living for something unnecessary, he just became the latter.
After an unknown amount of time, Zhang Xiuxian choked and opened his eyes in confusion. He didn't even think that he was still alive. When he saw Feng Yu sitting on the edge and not talking, he coughed twice and called for someone.
"Ya'er is awake? Don't make too much noise. It will be troublesome to attract the mountain apes outside." Feng Yu said.
"Fa, what happened? I remember there was a dragon on the top of the Buddha Mother Hall. What's going on?"
Feng Yu said softly: "If your eyes are not blurry, it is a dragon. I also looked at it. It has been under the Coffin Gorge. The rising water level alarmed it."
Zhang Xiuxian didn't react for a moment, "Holy shit, is it really a fucking dragon? Did I see a real dragon? I'm a noble girl. If you survive a disaster, you will be lucky."
Feng Yu advised: "I advise you to act as if nothing has happened. Nothing here can be revealed to the outside world, otherwise it will cause another turmoil. Xiuxian, you and I are in a state of ecstasy."
It's been decades, but there are too many things involved in Coffin Mountain, so don't blame me for not thinking about friendship when the time comes."
Zhang Xiuxian was stunned for a moment and immediately replied: "Don't worry, I won't say a word about what's going on here. I, Zhang Xiuxian, am not an unreasonable person. I can keep this matter in my stomach until I take it to my grave."
After Zhang Xiuxian finished speaking, he felt that his brain was lacking oxygen and his body had not yet fully recovered. He felt that Feng Yu seemed to be a different person. He would never have said such cruel words before.
Feng Yu stood up and walked silently to the door of the Buddha Mother Hall. The water level had receded and was much lower than before. The water was cold and cold, and there was no shadow of the dragon. It seemed that he had returned to the original scene. The outside was abnormal.
Quiet, the mountain ape is no longer on the cliff.
Zhang Xiuxian followed, and there was a strange feeling in his heart. Feng Yu had changed. He who used to talk less and think more was now wilting, a bit like water that was untraceable. Zhang Xiuxian felt scared. If a person is the most
The terrible change is from nothing to something, from good to bad, this is exactly what Feng Yu did.
"Xiuxian, the secret of the Coffin Mountain Divine Painting ends here. There are only you and me here."
Zhang Xiuxian thought for a moment that Feng Yu was going to kill him, and he even prepared a defensive posture. The worst possible outcome would be a dead end.
Feng Yu added: "I still say the same thing. It doesn't matter if everything here is not passed down. If there is such a day, I will personally clean up the situation. My experience will be written in the Feng family ancestral hall. There will be no more Feng family members in future generations."
To find the secret of Coffin Mountain, this is the end point."
Zhang Xiuxian nodded and replied: "I can still tell the difference clearly, Ya'er. There are several scenes of future generations in the sacred paintings. I know what you are worried about. History will develop according to the original route. If the secret of heaven is leaked, the Coffin Mountain people will
What I did with the Gods was not in vain in the end. I understand that you still don’t trust me. You and I are going through life and death. You don’t need to tell me this secret. I will definitely take it to the grave with you.”
Feng Yu thought for a while, looked at the coffin mountain and said, "I'm afraid it's not that easy to leave here."
"Damn it, Shen Li abandoned us, otherwise Professor Xu wouldn't have died in a place like this. I'll settle the matter after I get out."
"I'll wait until you can get out first, and then I'll settle the score. It's a bit troublesome to leave here without a boat, and I can't swim out."
Zhang Xiuxian said to Feng Yu: "This cliff is full of fucking coffins. Get one down. This is the only way I can think of."
Feng Yu thought it was feasible. They should act quickly now while Shan Yuan was away.
When leaving the Buddha Mother Hall, Feng Yu and Zhang Xiuxian blocked the entrance to the sacred painting. He hoped that no one would come here again. No matter what happened in the past, after Feng Yu knew everything, he did not want anyone to come here again.
Get involved again.
It started to rain again in the Coffin Gorge, and the clouds were dense and very dark. Their field of vision was very close and they could only see clearly less than ten meters away.
The weather here is cloudy and cloudy. One second the water surface surges, and the next second it returns to normal. The wind is like rain, which catches people off guard.
Braving the rain, Zhang Xiuxian and Feng Yu climbed up the coffin. The scene was vivid in their minds. This was their second time climbing the coffin rock wall. Zhang Xiuxian quickly found the nearest coffin, and he cleaned out the dead bones inside.
The hanging coffins are made of local wood, a material similar to black wood, hard and smooth, and have not corroded after so many years on the cliff.
Feng Yu took a look and saw that the coffin was wedged into the wall. The wooden pillars stuck in the stone cracks had to be pried out first. It has to be said that the ancient people were indeed very good at this kind of craftsmanship.
It is the crystallization of the wisdom of the working people and a product of culture and the times.
It was very difficult for the two of them to brave the heavy rain. Zhang Xiuxian was a little impatient. After trying the tools a few times, he simply became irritable. No matter who was buried in the coffin, he could only say sorry first and wait for the opportunity in the future.
, I must go and burn more paper money for others.
Zhang Xiuxian hacked and slashed, and Feng Yu tried his best to violently dismantle it, but the coffin finally couldn't be lifted and came loose.
No matter how difficult things are, they are all done by humans. Feng and Yu used the most brutal method to push the coffin off the suspended wall. After a splash, the coffin floated on the water.
This was probably the best way they could think of. The two of them didn't talk nonsense and wanted to leave this place as soon as possible. With the situation happening one after another, none of them wanted to encounter other changes.
At this time, the rain in the Coffin Gorge was getting heavier and heavier. The clouds were so heavy that you could almost touch them with your hands. The field of vision dropped to less than five meters. As the rain increased, a large amount of accumulation began to accumulate in the coffin they were floating in.
Feng Yu shoveled the water outside with a shovel, and Zhang Xiuxian rowed ahead.
Their journey of survival began. Fortunately, the mountain apes did not appear. I don't know whether it was due to heavy rain or other reasons.
The two did not communicate much. Zhang Xiuxian kept rowing forward. Feng Yu may have never thought that one day he would actually get on a coffin boat. If his ancestors saw this, they would probably scold him as an unfilial descendant and a guardian of the mountains.
A family that has been digging graves for generations has lost face here.
But Feng Yu doesn't think so. As long as he can leave here, he is willing to try it no matter what method it is, because he has more important information to bring out, which is related to the survival of future generations of Guanshan Taibao. In order to prevent more
Many unrelated people are involved, and in order to preserve the secret of the Coffin Mountain Divine Painting, he must tell future generations his experience.