death of mountain god

Blake thought it was a good place, the wages were high, the boss was a good person, and he took care of food and shelter—even though he was sleeping in his own desk.

He has had the same dream over and over again recently. In the dream, he did not escape the sacrifice to heaven. The elder went to the altar of sacrifice to heaven and picked out the feather necklace from the black ashes and plant ashes. The feather came out of mud Instead of dyeing, the red color is even more coquettish.

In the next second, he was locked inside a stone statue. In the corner of the forest of stone statues, he was cold and hungry, and he hit the inner wall of the stone statue. The person in the dream always has endless strength, and he thought In a blink of an eye, I struggled through the four seasons, which lasted longer than Wu Gang who cut osmanthus in the moon palace.

At dawn, he was awakened by the noise of pedestrians, and when his ears were sharp, he could still hear the loud voice of the parrot cursing in the street: "Sun you ancestor!"

But this parrot has been absent recently, I wonder if it is dead?If you have time, it is best to go to condolences.

When Blake returned to the lobby, his hair was still dripping, and he looked like a drowned chicken. Seeing his ghostly look, Zhou Li threw a ball of toilet paper over, and said in a gentle tone: "Xiao Bu, do you think that your hometown Is your person still there?"

Blake shook his head: "It should be gone. According to our elders, without feathers, there is no way to worship the heavens. Everyone will return to ashes and ashes to ashes. Whatever should be."

The whole mountain was deserted, and the monsters who had already transformed probably couldn't escape. In this way, he also took revenge.

Shen Yuntan came over at some point, took a piece of paper in his hand, laid it flat on the table and looked, ho, the feather hanging around his neck has a twin brother.

There was light in Zhou Li's eyes, and his eyeballs were facing the drawing paper, but he looked at the side face of the man from the corner of his eye, and asked him cooperatively: "Yun Tan, what are you drawing?"

Everyone looked at the strokes of the red colored lead for a long time, and compared them with the red feathers on Blake's chest. They gave thumbs up one by one. Chen Heng was silent for a moment, and said: "Boss, turn right when you go out, you can go to Steal Liu Banxian's job."

"Liu Banxian?" Shen Yuntan picked an empty seat next to Zhou Li, his eyelashes flicked up and down, and in the next second, he was seated next to the person next to him.

The series of movements were very proficient. Chen Heng suspected that he had rehearsed countless times himself. He knew that the two people were right, but he was fed a bowl of dog food for no reason, so his voice was somewhat perfunctory: "On the side of the road is a portrait of someone, part-time job to see the face."

Zhou Li smiled smugly, as if he was the one being praised: "How do you compare a professional with an amateur? I won't let Yun Tan squat in a corner."

Cheng Wenzhe carefully recalled Xiaobu's words, the wound looked like this, and the feathers looked like this too, regardless of the motive, the person who carved the pattern on the victim's chest must have seen feathers before, and he said: "Xiaobu, Besides you and that elder, who else has seen this feather?"

Black thought for a long time, then shook his head: "No, apart from myself, the only people who have seen this thing are those people on the altar of worship... No, they are all monsters."

"They're all monsters?" Zhou Li was shocked by the "all" and rubbed his fingers: "There is no one on the whole mountain?"

Blake suddenly felt something was wrong. He knew that there were people outside the mountain before, but he had never gone out. He was afraid of the strange world like a frog in a well, and he had never thought about the issue of boundaries.

There is always a border between mountains and plains, but he has never seen it before, which is very problematic, Blake glanced at him: "I suspect it is a fake place, it is... just imagine, I wandered in the mountains all day long , but I have never seen the boundary line between the mountain and the outside world.”

Cheng Wenzhe snorted: "When I was young, I thought our county was boundless, surrounded by yellow wheat fields, and I automatically made up the rest of the places mentioned in the book as woodsheds on the wheat fields."

Black continued to think of ways to describe this conjecture: "No, unlike you, the mountain in my hometown seems very strange now, and has no connection with the outside world at all."

"Peach Blossom Spring?" Zhou Li racked his brains and only thought of this place.

Black actually knew this allusion, he nodded: "I think it can be compared, and the development of the world of monsters is relatively slow, after all, there is no demand, so, although our place is relatively primitive and there are no adobe houses, but at the same time The outside world may have already built high-rise buildings made of steel and concrete."

"That's not right. I went up the mountain after waking up at the foot of the mountain. It wasn't the Taohuayuan routine where the entrance is hard to find. It might not be in the same space at all." Black said that his voice suddenly lowered at the end, not in the same space. Is it too mysterious?

Zhou Li was stunned for a moment, why did it involve space?He guessed wildly: "Could it be that you were teleported from another parallel world?"

Shen Yuntan couldn't help it: "I don't think so..."

Zhou Li suddenly became unconvinced, I have seen more monsters than you have seen people, how can you think you can't?

The words came to his lips, and he changed the way of expression: "Why? Well, parallel worlds are ridiculous, but don't you think the monster thing is also ridiculous?"

Shen Yuntan smiled: "What's wrong with the monster? There are things that have existed since ancient times, and the evidence is very complete."

It seems that her boyfriend has never been a firm materialist.

Cheng Wenzhe coughed: "So, Xiao Bu, come on, think again, who might have carved this feather?"

Blake lowered his head in panic, and looked at his hands: "Isn't it me? Split personality? The other me ran out and killed someone. It wasn't enough, and I had to carve two feathers of the only one. ? No, no, no, I don’t have the problem of scribbling and drawing here when I go out to play..."

Cheng Wenzhe leaned his forehead and sighed: "That's not what I meant. Think about it again, your... fellow townspeople, they are monsters, right? Even without feathers, it's not a problem to live for 800 years, right?"

"Probably not, but the elder must be gone. He was so old at that time." Black didn't know how long the white-haired old man had lived, but he was so old. If he didn't have feathers, he would be just a few steps away from dying far away.

Zhou Li made a decision in a short time: "Xiao Bu, can we go to your hometown to see?"

Maybe, there will be an answer when you go there.

Black hesitated for a moment: "It's really just an ordinary barren hill now, and it's impossible to return the farmland to forests, and there is no human habitation at all."

Zhou Li smiled wryly: "Let's try it first, where is your hometown? I'll check the nearby high-speed rail tickets."

After finally getting this clue, if you don't catch it, you will have no clue again. Who knows if the monster behind the ghost will make trouble again?

"The villagers nearby call it Pingya Mountain. It's not on the map. You can check the ticket to Xixia City. You can take the bus, but you can only go to Pingya Village at the bottom of the mountain." Where does the boss want to go.

Chen Heng made several calculations in his mind, and announced without explanation: "You can go, leave me two people to help."

Zhou Li and Black had to go, one was the leader of the world of subduing demons and eliminating demons, and the other was the guiding light. Looking at the whole store, the only ones left were Shen Yuntan and Cheng Wenzhe?

Before Zhou Li could speak, Shen Yuntan spoke first: "Boss, as for me, you probably know that I'm here for Zhou Li..."

Chen Heng was so angry that his teeth itched, how could he not know?He is also in a dilemma, these days, what is the use of monsters?It's not like the monkey grandson, who plucks a strand of hair and pouts and blows to call out the monkey grandson to work for him.

He sighed: "What about Xiao Cheng?"

Cheng Wenzhe seemed very unbearable. In the past, of course, he would not have joined in the frivolous fun, but now he still has a task, so it's not good to just stay in the teahouse, right?After hesitating for a while, he said, "How about I write a recruitment notice to the boss?"

Chen Heng said: "You all go away."

Cheng Wenzhe is actually a freelancer. He came to live in the hotel alone, so he has no obligation to help the boss, right?However, some people are very unsteady in their will. One second they were shouting about what kind of junk it is, and the next second they picked up the bowl and ate it, and sighed: "It smells so good."

He felt uneasy when he thought of the nightmares he experienced when he went out a few times before, such a mountain ghost with uncertain weather, a hanged female ghost in the wilderness, God knows what terrible things he will encounter this time.Once he had this thought, he changed his mind: "Boss, I'll stay!"

Chen Heng was surprised for a second, and readily accepted: "It seems that there are still many good people in the world, and I will give you double salary."

Cheng Wenzhe chuckled a few times, calculated the time limit for this time, and said, "Xiao Zhou, you guys have to come back early, otherwise I won't be able to make a deal."

Zhou Li spread his hands: "Don't you all just write a report and finish the matter? You just say that the ghost has been solved, and if anything happens, it has nothing to do with you."

Cheng Wenzhe said righteously: "I despise this kind of survival rule that shirks responsibility. If you want to control it, you can control it to the end. You can't be a moth."

"Tsk, I can't tell." Zhou Li pulled Shen Yuntan away from the table, and counted the number of people: "Three tickets, Xiaobu's children's ticket, I bought the ticket for ten o'clock tomorrow morning, and I will prepare everything."

The hands of the two were tightly held, and everyone present looked sideways. What's the matter?Is it great to be in love?

Blake watched the two shameless people go up the stairs, stood there for a while, and asked, "When did the friendship between these two become sublimated?"

Cheng Wenzhe glanced at him indifferently, and replied with great interest: "We've hooked up together eight lifetimes ago."

As soon as Zhou Li saw the bed, he thought about something, and a bunch of unsuitable scenes flashed through his mind. He still had an electric toothbrush in his mouth. The more he thought about it, the weirder he felt, and he felt that his pure heart It has been completely corroded by the Internet culture with irregular governance.

"Is everything ready?" Shen Yuntan squatted on the ground to unpack the suitcase, half of the things were already in it, "We can just bring a suitcase, don't be too simple, there may not be all the necessities for life there."

necessities?Zhou Li gave an example: "Condoms?"

There was a buzzing sound in his ear, wishing he could slap himself, "Zhou Li, Zhou Li, let your mind be dirty all day long, let's say you slipped your mouth."

Shen Yuntan stopped what he was doing, didn't say anything for a while, and just squatted on the ground with his back to him, Zhou Li suspected that his boyfriend was frightened by his shamelessness.

However, people have to look forward.

So Zhou Li opened the drawer neatly, rummaged for a long time, took out a box of condoms, and handed it over openly: "I have this."

"You..." Shen Yuntan also thought about a lot of things, the central idea is, if they have a physical relationship, what if Zhou Li recovers the memory of that day?Will he regret it?

Now that he has tasted some remorse, what about the mountain god?He could have carried out his plan slowly, but after a long time, he would no longer be a mountain god in Zhou Li, and sooner or later his reverence would turn into something else, why bother to erase that memory sadly?

Zhou Li felt that he had misunderstood something, and quickly explained: "One time, Tmall Supermarket got a penny to buy a condom. I thought it would be good to blow up a balloon after buying it, although I didn't get to eat it afterwards."

There was a circle of warm light belts hidden in the room, Shen Yuntan looked up at him, his usually white and clean face was illuminated a little bit, the collar of his pajamas was not fastened, the gully at the collarbone cast a shadow, hooked Itchy.

He didn't think about anything at once, he pushed the suitcase to the side, and threw all the bullshit and amnesia away. He came forward like a hungry wolf and hugged him tightly. This person was his.

Zhou Li still held a piece of condom that had just been unpacked in his hand, and his waist tightened, and his breath became short of breath. Whatever he is, he will be drunk today when he has wine, and he will still be drunk if he doesn't.

When the two stumbled and hugged each other on the bed, Zhou Li suddenly became a little confused: Why did I lie down?

Of course, they haven't talked about it before, but since it's coming to an end, shouldn't it be a tactful mention?Zhou Li kissed it calmly, put his lips to his lips, and exerted force on his hands and waist, trying to turn over the serf and sing.

Didn't the song start, Shen Yuntan didn't know what he ate to grow up, he was as heavy as iron, his legs were twisted, his lower body couldn't break free, Zhou Li simply gave up his treatment, and comforted him with tears Self: He doesn't really care about things like location.