A girl in a white dress was lying among the dead gardenia leaves, with black hair scattered on the ground, and her slender and graceful figure rising and falling slightly with her breathing.
As a gust of wind blew by, a few fallen leaves fell from the air, spinning in the air, and slowly fell on the girl's cheek. The dry leaves were crisp and thin, sliding gently down her face, causing a slight itch.
The girl's eyelashes trembled slightly. After a long time, she slowly opened her eyes and looked above at the sky that was mostly covered by bamboos.
The light mist in the mountains is dyed purple like smoke in the dusk, a few clouds are moving in the sky, and sometimes a distant sound of birdsong is heard in the ears.
She sat up slowly, and some dead leaves slipped from her body, causing slight ripples in the quiet bamboo forest.
Where is this?
The girl felt a little confused for a moment and couldn't remember why she was here.
Wait, who am I?
Another question quickly arose in my mind. Many pictures suddenly flashed through my mind, some were peaceful, some were noisy, some were shocking, and so on. But these pictures were very fragmented, although they had a familiar feel.
I feel it, but it is still difficult to sort out any effective information.
Shaking her somewhat groggy head, she slowly got up, stretched her hands behind her back, took pictures of the scattered dead leaves and debris, and walked a few more steps through the forest before she became more awake.
It was only then that she felt a little hungry in her stomach.
Looking up and looking around, there seemed to be nothing to eat around, so she started walking in the forest.
The rugged mountainous terrain, which was originally filled with gravel, tree roots, and pits, did not become an obstacle when walking. Instead, she was familiar with the road, as if it was her instinct.
As she walked, it wasn't long before she heard the faint sound of running water in the distance.
Following the sound of water, she speeded up slightly and approached it. Soon a mountain stream appeared in her eyes.
Among the moss-covered rocks, a clear stream flowed, making a gurgling sound. When she approached, a burst of cold water vapor was felt on her skin.
Slowly squatting down by the stream, she looked down at herself in the stream. She was about 17 years old? The girl estimated this.
The face reflected in the ripples on the water is not clear, there are ripples in the running water, and as the sun gradually approaches to set, it is also a little dim.
It seems that we have to find a place to sleep first, the girl thought to herself, and put her white fingers into the water, and a slightly cold touch lingered on her fingertips.
She simply washed her face with water, and then took care of her hair and clothes, and then observed herself.
Her appearance seemed very beautiful, but the stream was not clear, and she didn't know what it looked like specifically, but her facial features were straight and soft.
This should be what she looks like, she thought uncertainly, and seemed to feel that something was wrong.
Although there were some fragmentary images from the past in her mind at this moment, they were not systematic and made her a little unsure. However, she felt more awake now than before.
As night fell, the mountains and forests gradually became colder. The girl stood up and let the evening breeze blow gently on her body. She lifted up some of her skirt and swayed slightly in the wind.
Some stones in the stream emitted a faint shimmer at night, just like jade. This surprised the girl a little, as she knew from her common sense that stones generally did not glow.
He reached into the cold stream again and found a rounded stone in the current. He gently pried it out and took it out of the water.
The stone is about the size of a girl's fist and fits nicely in the palm of your hand. It is still stained with some water dew.
She placed the stone in front of her eyes and looked at it carefully. Its texture was translucent, and it emitted a pale white to greenish light in the night. After careful consideration, it seemed that there was some kind of energy flowing in it.
Hey, what is energy called? The girl felt that she should know, but unfortunately she couldn't remember the name.
Just when she was feeling a little distressed, a virtual translucent frame appeared in her field of vision.
[Hanyan Jade] (Silver level, fine texture): An extraordinary material that can be used to make utensils and jewelry. When worn, it can be used to clarify the mind and calm the mind.
The girl blinked and looked at the virtual screen in confusion. She wanted to touch it with her hands, but she couldn't touch it, so she had to give up. As she turned her attention elsewhere, the screen disappeared like smoke.
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This seems to be good, it is helping me. The girl feels a little fond of this screen.
At this time, the sky was completely dark, and the scattered jade stones of different sizes in the stream emitted bursts of light in the water, illuminating the stream.
Like a strip of light, it stretches through the mountains and forests, stretching into the distance and disappearing among the layers of forest leaves.
The dim light at the bottom of the stream illuminated the girl's face and clothes brightly, and the tree crowns on both sides of the stream were also dyed with a faint moonlight in this light.
Holding a piece of Hanyan Jade, the girl walked in the mountains and forests, looking for some dead branches and firewood. Then she returned to the stream and found a thicker tree. She piled the dead branches and firewood together. Then the girl
Holding the jade stone, he tilted his head, as if thinking about how to light the pile of firewood. His fingers moved uneasily in the air, and then he saw a trace of flame rising in the pile of firewood.
Is it so easy? The girl thought to herself that although she couldn't remember a lot of it, it didn't seem like something ordinary people could do, and all she had to do was think about it.
The flame finally rose, and the warm red light illuminated the girl's body. Although the jade stones at the bottom of the stream could also illuminate, it was not warm enough after all.
The girl sat by the fire, took out a few pine nuts she picked up in the forest, placed them on the stones next to the fire, roasted them slightly, then took out one of them and peeled it slowly.
Although the pine nuts are not big, the oil in them is very delicious and does not feel greasy. The small pine nuts linger on the tip of the tongue, and the faint fragrance lingers in the mouth.
After settling down for the time being, the girl began to think about her life experience and past.
Strangely, she always seemed unable to remember the past, but she still retained some common sense. She shook her head slightly, and her silky hair gently brushed her shoulders.
After eating the pine nuts, although she couldn't be said to be full, at least she wasn't very hungry. Then the girl hugged her knees and sat next to the fire.
The crimson firelight is reflected in the eyes, swaying slightly in the wind, and occasionally a few reassuring crackling sounds are heard, making the surroundings less monotonous. And as the firelight bakes, the night breeze no longer seems to be cold.
, on the contrary, it brings a slight comfort, like the gentlest lullaby, allowing the girl to slowly fall asleep in this forest.
In the quiet night, the moonless night sky is dotted with stars. Occasionally, a small meteor streaks across the sky and falls into the unknown mountain forest.