Chapter three hundred and sixty-four words on the stone
Zhao Yeji continued: "In the end, the god died because of his serious injuries."
"How do you know?" Zhang Cheng was a little surprised. Maybe she heard it from others.
"Aren't those myths and stories all like this? Our domestic film and television dramas are all written this way." Zhao Yeji said.
"Actually, it's pretty much what you said. The black snake fought back before it died, and the god suffered a fatal attack and was unable to survive. Soon after, he also died."
"After his death, his body turned into a huge lion. Thousands of years later, the lion's body turned into the mountain it is today. This is the origin of the name of Lion Mountain."
Zhang Cheng said.
"This is too cliche. You can tell it's just made up at first glance." One of the three shadow sisters lost interest, and so did the others.
"It is indeed cliche. But what is different from other stories is that there is a big stone that looks like a head on the mountainside. It is said that it was the lion's head when he was alive." Zhang Cheng raised his head and looked at the mountainside, "That's where I have been.
There is indeed a big rock there that looks like a lion’s head, and the scenery is very good.”
"No, even if the body turns into a mountain, the head should not be on the mountainside." someone shouted.
"As I said, this is a fairy tale. Are you deliberately looking for trouble?" Zhang Cheng said angrily. This was made up by nothing. Originally, it was just for fun.
"Then let's go to the mountainside and have a look. You said the scenery there is very good. When we get there, we'll have lunch."
Zhao Yeji suddenly spoke.
"Can you do it? It's a mountainside there." Zhang Cheng didn't forget that Zhao Yeji was just an ordinary person, no better than practitioners like them.
"I can hold on." This sentence sounded okay, but the next sentence made Zhang Cheng a little depressed: "Even if it doesn't work, won't you still have to carry me?"
After resting, set off again.
Sure enough, not long after, Zhao Yeji got on Zhang Cheng's back, which made Zhang Cheng seriously doubt whether she really wanted to go to the mountainside to see the rocks, or whether she just wanted him to carry her.
noon.
The sun is shining and the sun is shining brightly.
"It's finally here."
Everyone was exhausted, sweating profusely, and out of breath. Even Zhang Cheng was a little tired. It wasn't that he was in poor health, but that he was carrying someone on his back.
Zhao Yeji only weighs more than 90 kilograms, but she is still a human being after all. Climbing a steep mountain like Xiongshi Mountain is more tiring than walking on the road carrying more than 200 kilograms of rice.
"We're here, why don't you come down yet?" Zhang Cheng couldn't help but turn around and said to Zhao Yeji.
"Ah, are we here?" Zhao Yeji yawned and looked around drowsily, "We are really here, I almost fell asleep."
She got off Zhang Cheng's back, patted his shoulder, and praised: "As expected of my man, ordinary people can't do this kind of thing. From now on, this kind of thing will be left to you. My professional mountain climbing car."
"
"..." Zhang Cheng was annoyed, what do you think of me?
"Hey, this big stone really looks like a lion's head." At this time, the voices of the three shadow sisters came from not far away.
Zhao Yeji turned around and looked around, and saw a large mountain-like stone at the corner of the mountain road. This was definitely not man-made, but naturally formed.
The nose, ears, mouth, and eyes are on that big stone. From a distance, it is indeed the head of a lion. The rocks around the head and neck are scattered like the mane on the lion's neck.
Although it was very rough and was naturally formed without any human processing, the large stone was so similar that they were surprised.
"See, does this stone look like a lion?" Zhang Cheng pointed at the stone and said.
"It does look very similar. If you look closely, it looks like a sleeping lion with its eyes closed."
Zhao Yeji nodded and walked towards the stone. She walked in and touched the surface of the stone with her hands. A lot of moss had grown on it from years of rain, and there were weeds growing in the darkness under the stone.
"This stone did not have this shape before. Later, after being washed by rain and exposed to sunlight, the surface of the stone gradually became smooth. This is the result of corrosion by time."
"The surface of the stone is not only smooth, but also has obvious signs of desertification. It is often exposed to sunlight and is very humid. The surrounding environment also illustrates this. You see, there are already many cracks on it. If it is subjected to strong external force, it will inevitably collapse...
…Maybe you can do it.”
"This is acquired, not this stone is born like this. I think the origin of the myth may be made up by someone who saw this stone."
This kind of professionalism made Zhang Cheng not know what to say.
learned!
On the other hand, Zhao Zhuang and the others were not surprised. The fourth master liked to read, and he was well-informed and knowledgeable, which they could not compare with. Since the fourth master said this, the truth of the matter was probably like this.
The scenery here is pleasant. Standing on the mountain facing the strong wind, you can see the vast undulating green sea with rolling clouds and mist.
They sat down and took out food and drink from their backpacks.
After eating and drinking, they took out their mobile phones and started taking pictures. Of course, this rock was a must-take.
Zhang Cheng didn't want to take the photo, but Zhao Yeji forced him to take the photo for this reason.
Such as being hugged by Zhao Yeji, such as Zhao Yeji letting Zhang Chengheng hug her, such as Zhao Yeji riding on his shoulders...
Click, click, click, Zhao Yeji held a selfie stick, and the camera kept flashing.
"Hey, what is this?"
Pulling Zhang Cheng to the top of the big stone, Zhao Yeji suddenly discovered that there were words and paintings on it, one stroke at a time, very clear.
"Zhang Cheng! Lin Zihan!"
A boy is holding a girl's hand. The boy's hand is written with Zhang Cheng, and the girl's hand is written with Lin Zihan.
"Did you draw this?" Zhao Yeji looked at Zhang Cheng and asked.
"It's not my painting, it's hers." Zhang Cheng was in a daze, seeming to be recalling the past, with a sweet smile on his lips.
This was a smile that Zhang Cheng and Zhao Yeji had never seen together. Zhao Yeji felt a little uncomfortable and couldn't help but said: "Do you love her very much?"
"Yeah." Zhang Cheng nodded without hesitation.
"Where's Cai Meilin?"
"I like it too. But she can't be compared with Mei Lin, she is the only one." Zhang Cheng said frankly, squatting down and touching the picture and text, "Back then we often came here to play, watch the mountains together, eat together, and go down the mountain together. It was me.
The happiest and unforgettable day.”
It could be heard that this woman surpassed everything else in Zhang Cheng's mind. Zhao Yeji couldn't help but ask: "Then what?"
"There's no more." Zhang Cheng sighed.
"Why?"
Zhang Cheng replied: "She sacrificed her life for me. Haha, I am so unlucky. Anyone who follows me will be unlucky."
With Zhao Yeji's intelligence, even without Zhang Cheng, she could guess that something had probably happened to the woman named Lin Zihan. Otherwise, Zhang Cheng would not have been able to accept Cai Meilin.
"Can you tell me what happened between you and her? Never mind, I just want to hear it."