Volume 1 Huangquan December, Chapter 63: Green Mountains and Green Waters
For safety reasons, Miss Qi was left at her residence - if something happened to her in a dangerous place, no one could afford to pay for it after seeing Shi Wuqi. They got up early and, under the leadership of the Ye brothers and sisters,
Next, we arrived at Qinglu Ya.
To be precise, it is the valley below Qingluya.
The fog in the valley is called mountain mist. The morning fog has not cleared away, and in the ravines of the windless mountains, the milky white barrier penetrates into every corner. Ye Zixu said that she also forgot when she came last time, maybe
Later, there must not be such heavy fog.
When vision is restricted, people's other senses will become more sensitive. Through the moist mist, they can smell the fragrance of unknown plants mixed in the air. It is complex and layered, and even the most beautiful person in the palace can smell it.
No high-end balm can imitate this feeling. My ears can also hear many sounds, even if they are as subtle as the even breathing of a bird that has not yet awakened in its nest, the seeds sprouting quietly in the moist and soft soil, and a drop of mellow morning dew growing from a slender
sliding down the leaves... All these sounds are full of spiritual energy, which is transmitted from the ears to the mind, and from the nasal cavity to the heart.
Every inch of skin felt any movement around them. They walked carefully, and no one tripped or got scratched, as if the layout of the entire road had been arranged in advance.
However, Ye Linxi is still clumsy.
This must be related to people's spiritual perception. For example, Ye Zixu is actually not much better than her brother. Although he is not stumbling, it is natural to lose his direction.
"How about... we wait until the fog clears before leaving?" Mu Wan asked her.
Although Miss Ye was stubborn, she also knew that there was no other way but to stare in the fog. They sat on a large rock nearby, back to back, shoulder to shoulder, and couldn't stop sighing.
What should we do if this fog persists?
The sun has risen a little higher, illuminating the misty curtain more clearly. The visibility is much higher than before, and many things have gradually emerged in outline, from far to near, but they are still not clear enough.
At this time, Mu Wan felt something strange in the distance.
"Mountains and Seas," she said, "I feel like there is some evil spirit nearby."
"I think so too. But in this place full of spiritual power, it's completely normal."
"I think there's something special." Mu Wan stood up, "It's just... inexplicably interesting. I want to see it."
She was telling the truth. She knew that her spiritual power was inferior to those of Shanhai and others, but it was already higher than that of ordinary people. The demonic aura that concerned her was not because it was strong, but because it felt familiar to her. But
Shan Hai was indifferent, which proved that he might not feel anything. Mu Wan guessed that it might be a demonic aura that only she had seen before.
She was saying...maybe it was Lord Kotsutsuki.
Mu Wan couldn't remember the demonic energy of Lord Xueyue very clearly. The more terrifying the monster, the more complex the demonic energy, which could not leave a deep impression on people. It only felt terrifying, and even ordinary people could sense it. She
If she called Shanhai, Mu Wan and the Ye brothers and sisters might be in trouble; if she didn't tell them, she was afraid that she would not be her opponent. After thinking about it, she decided to go and have a look.
What's more, last time, she was too angry and didn't have time to ask Yingyue Jun - or the whereabouts of her master.
He shouldn't be here... What could he do here? Mu Wan didn't have time to think too much, she needed to be sure where this evil spirit came from. Shan Hai was silent for a long time, knowing her temperament, so he had to remind her to pay attention to her safety.
Aluan wanted to follow him, but he pulled him back and sat down.
Mu Wan took out her umbrella and cautiously walked towards the place she felt was suspicious. The evil spirit quickly faded away, making it difficult for her to be sure. But since she recognized it, it must be something she had seen. The more she thought about it, the less willing she was to give up.
, wanting to find out the looming traces. Mu Wan turned around step by step at first, trying to determine where she was when she left. But the demonic aura became weaker and weaker, and she walked faster and faster.
Far away. When the morning fog completely cleared, she no longer knew where she had gone.
But the mysterious evil spirit finally stopped. Along the way, Mu Wan stopped and walked, panting from exhaustion. When she pushed aside the tall grass in front of her, a towering tree suddenly appeared in front of her.
This tree is so strange, so strange.
It is very huge, so big that it is indescribable. Its waist may be able to fit a small village. But it grows very strangely, growing crookedly all the way up, like a huge arm stretching out from the soil. And it
It is bare, with not a single leaf. Many small animals live on it, including birds and monkeys. They all have made their homes on it. Perhaps it is because it is high and dangerous, and they are willing to stay even without the protection of leaves. Just think about what if
It also has a tree canopy, which must be even more spectacular.
The sight was so bizarre that she didn't even notice a man sitting on a rock in front of the tree, drawing pictures.
The man looked back at her. Mu Wan then looked back at him. This contact made her realize that the evil aura was coming from him.
But she has never seen this man.
He has delicate features and looks about the same size as the mountains and seas. He also has long, slender hair, but his face is much softer than Wu Qi. The texture of his long clothes looks very expensive. Maybe he has a distinguished status, but I don't know why he is here alone.
There was a painting basket behind him, with many different scrolls in it. Mu Wan walked closer and felt the evil aura coming from here, mixed with other auras.
"Girl, you..." His voice was also very soft.
"I'm sorry." She felt surprised, "I, um, I got lost and came here... Did I disturb you?"
He smiled and put away his pen.
"No, there isn't."
"For the sake of interrupting...what are you doing?"
"I like to travel around and paint some strange scenery. For example, this one, I have seen it from far and near, and I only came to it this time."
As he said that, he pointed to the dead tree in front of him. Mu Wan looked at the tree and then at his painting. This painting was very large. He had just touched a few strokes, but nothing could be seen. But from the bottom of the stroke,
Judging from the strength, you can see some decent brushwork.
"This tree, is it dead?"
"Either dead or alive."
"Huh?"
"And over there" he raised his hand and pointed far away through the forest, "there is an identical tree over there."
Mu Wan looked in the direction he pointed, which was the opposite direction to which the "Crooked Neck Tree" was leaning, but he saw nothing.
"Ah, I haven't asked for advice yet..."
Mu Wan was stunned for a moment, then quickly responded: "Ah, I'm in Xia Liangqiu Mu Wan, coming from Xueyan Valley."
"I'm Chengyou." He looked slightly sideways, "Xue Yangu...are you a disciple of Xue Yan Sect?"
"Exactly."
"Well, I know one of your senior brothers. You have many disciples, so Miss Liangqiu may not know him. Ah, no, I think you must know..."
"Tell me about it? Maybe I know."
"I know about the disappearance of your sect leader, and Cheng expresses my deep regret. I happened to visit that old friend who came from Xueyan Valley and didn't stay here long. That friend, whose surname is Wu, has temporarily taken over the affairs of your sect."
Mu Wan's eyes suddenly lit up.
"You are talking about our senior brother, Wu Yuangui? Are you his friend?"
"That's natural. Hey, could it be that you are the little junior sister who traveled far away in his mouth?" He raised his eyebrows slightly.
"It's me! How is my senior brother doing? And my senior sister Yan Muxue, have you ever met her? I wrote a letter, but I don't know if they received it..."
"They are very nice and they miss you very much."
Cheng You stretched out his hand to pat her on the head, but immediately realized that this was not appropriate for a girl he had just met, and immediately retracted his arm. He turned around, took out a scroll from the basket behind him, and put it in
It slowly unfolded in front of her.
"Look, this is the monster I met in Xueyan Valley."
This painting is of a snow-white rabbit with black tips of ears and red eyes. Most people would think it was just an ordinary rabbit painting, but Mu Wan felt that it was very expressive, as if it would turn into something the next second.
It can blink its eyes and move its three-petal mouth.
He was indeed a very good painter, but Mu Wan felt that this was more than just a painting.
"You see?" Cheng You smiled again, "I included all the shikigami in the painting."
"No wonder..."
"What's the wonder?"
"Ah, I was far away just now, and I felt a familiar monster... It turns out that it is the monster in my valley. Oh, I really... It turns out that you are also a demon warrior."
There are so many trees and grasses that are so confused. How come you can’t even tell the difference between your own things?
"Oh, by the way," she continued, "I also have my own shikigami, but not many..."
She opened the umbrella, and two charms with different strange words fell down, and she caught them with her fingers in an instant. Then she handed them to Cheng You.
"Bai Di and Han Shui Ji." He took it and recognized it at a glance.
Mu Wan flipped through several scrolls in the basket and asked him without looking back:
"Are these all your shikigami?"
"Not all. Some are ordinary paintings, and some are empty scrolls. There are only four real shikigami."
When she turned around, Cheng You returned the charm to her, pointed at her umbrella and said, "This can collect a lot of shikigami."
"It seems inconvenient to carry a painting on your back." Mu Wan took it.
"I only have four or five that I use frequently. If they are too bad, I will replace them. It is impossible to travel around the world without some means of self-defense."
Cheng You unfolded the scroll with the rabbit on it and lowered one end. The lively rabbit jumped down and jumped into the woods. Mu Wan stared at it, and when he looked back, he closed it.
The picture scroll just now was created.
"You don't want to draw anymore?"
"Change the place and paint the other side."
"...Why? Painting doesn't mean sitting in one place for a long time?"
"I like to draw... different faces. Drawing them like this is the real look."
Mu Wan followed him for a few steps, not quite understanding what he meant.
She kept following and wanted to ask more about things in the valley.
