Raising A Golden Crow In Secret

Bai Yujing and the barren silver lynx ran down the tops of the mountains, traversed the sparse forests, and searched around the rugged mountain roads.

I do not know since when, with Du Yu as the center point, within a radius of 100 meters, there is no more thunder.

Du Yu was stunned.

Now it seems that the top of the mountains is really a dense area of ​​thunder and anger.

Once they are far away from the arrogant Jiarong Grass, this team will no longer be targeted by God.

Du Yu didn't think it was because he took Jiarong Guo.

After all, when he left the top of the mountain, he had already eaten the fruit, and the thick and twisted lightning still fell a hundred meters away from him.

"Master Qing found that, not only is there less thunder around, but even the sound of thunder seems to be a little smaller?" Du Yu raised his head and looked at the sky covered with dark clouds.

Yang Qingqing naturally realized this and speculated: "Maybe it is due to the characteristics of Jiarong fruit."

"What do you mean by Master Qing?"

"Since the living beings take Jiarong fruit, it has the effect of preventing lightning, then for the world of mountains, the existence of Jiarong grass is intolerable."

Listening to the woman's analysis, Du Yu nodded secretly: "So, the world of mountains may really have spirituality."

No wonder the descendants of the Yan clan have to live away from Jiarong Grass.

But it can't be too far away, after all, it is necessary to rely on its fruit effect to go out.

There is indeed less thunder and lightning outside the mountain, but that doesn't mean there is none!

Yang Qingqing looked at the distant mountain wall, frowning slightly: "It may also be caused by creatures in the cloud."

Oh yes!

Du Yu's mind became alive, and there were still unknown monsters hidden in the dark clouds.

Even Jiarongcao, who has been on the top of the mountain for thousands of years, fighting with the sky day and night, has not been able to see its true body.

"Over there." Yang Qingqing pointed forward.

Du Yu woke up from his contemplation, followed the direction of the woman's finger and looked forward to the left.

The wild silver lynx understands it, and tries to move forward on the right side of the mountain wall, giving the master enough angle to observe.

At this moment, the team has entered the bottom of the canyon.

The road here is narrow, only 2 to 30 meters wide, and the mountain walls on both sides are vertical and towering, which is another "one line of sky" terrain.

This is obviously a natural lightning shelter.

The deeper the valley bottom and the taller the mountain walls on both sides, the less likely it is for the winding thunder and lightning to fall here.

"The cave." Du Yu's eyes widened slightly, and while he was talking, the barren silver lynx ran out more than ten meters, which made him confirm what he saw.

"A hundred miles away, at the bottom of the canyon." Yang Qingqing murmured, "It should be here."

The two slowed down their mounts and came to the entrance of the cave.

The tunnel is deep and deep, and I don't know where it leads.

Yang Qingqing raised a hand, and rose petals lingered from his fingertips.

"Whoo~"

The petals fluttered slowly, igniting a crimson flame.

As the woman pushed forward with one hand, the river of burning petals rushed into the dark tunnel.

"Come on, Youying." Du Yu held his hands in front of his face, and the Youying doll appeared quietly with a big torch in his arms.

"Well!"

"Light for us, be careful." Du Yu held the little guy's head in both hands and turned it one hundred and eighty degrees.

"Hmm!" Little Youying waved the torch, sprinkled a little firefly green spark, and jumped into the tunnel.

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People went all the way down until they encountered the fork of the tunnel, and then stopped.

There are five channels, and I don't know the geometry.

"Go to the far right first."

"Yes." Du Yu thought, and Xiao Youying stepped on the rune and ran to the right.

This is a path that spirals downward, and the further you go, the more quiet it becomes.

It was as if the thunder in the sky was isolated, and in the long tunnel, there was only the sound of the "da-da" of Bai Yujing's snow hooves treading lightly.

As for the wild silver lynx.

The soft pads under her claws made her not even making a sound of footsteps.

After walking for a long time, the terrain suddenly opened up.

On the other hand, Du Yu and Yang Qingqing did not have the slightest hint of joy on their faces, instead their eyes were complicated.

In the huge area, gravel earthbags are neatly arranged, and in front of the small earthbags, there are also wooden tombstones erected.

Looking around, there are more than 200 seats.

Du Yu didn't feel scared, just thought the scene was bleak.

How desperate are people who have erected tombstones from generation to generation

Most of the tombstone characters are very simple: name, date of birth and death, and the person who erected the tombstone.

The sound of wild goose, the south of the wild goose, the cloud of wild goose.

Although it is old, the names on the wooden tombstones are three-pointed and can still be clearly identified.

These people have come to this world, but they have been ravaged by war and can only survive here.

However, Yanjiang misjudged the situation, and the human race did not die.

Perhaps he did not misjudge.

In those days, the homeland was in the middle of the battlefield, and very few people actually survived.

Du Yu whispered: "524 years."

Listening to the disciple's words, Yang Qingqing looked at the tombstones in the last row on the right.

The tomb of Yanyao, in the 524th year of the Shenshu calendar, Yan Jinshu was erected.

The text engraved on the tombstone is very simple. It does not say the relationship between the person who erected the tombstone and the deceased, and even the deceased has no birth year, only the year of death.

Perhaps, even the year of death has yet to be verified.

After all, in this realm of mountains, there are only dark clouds and thunder in the sky, and there is no sun and moon, so the year must be doubtful.

Yang Qingqing said lightly: "The Yan family has persisted for more than 200 years."

In this solemn place, Du Yu's voice was also very soft: "Master Qing knew when they were admitted to the realm of mountains?"

"Well, Shanhaizhong has spoken."

Du Yu: "It is finally willing to communicate?"

Yang Qingqing nodded lightly: "The Yan people should have entered the bell in the year 303 of the Great Summer Calendar, which is also the third year of the Shanhai Bell's birth.

Go, go up. "

Du Yu invited Xiao Youying and silently followed Master Qing away, but before leaving, he took another deep look at the tombstones.

Such an ending is too sad.

The mountain and sea clock is just a portal. In this world of mountains and seas, there is no spiritual energy at all.

In addition to the first generation of people who survived here, the second generation, and even the ordinary people of the next few generations, it is indeed difficult to survive.

Even including the first generation of spirit masters, they had no aura supply, and their lives were equally difficult.

As Du Yu walked in the tunnel, he realized that the mountain home was much bigger than he thought.

Walking down one road, traces of life can be seen everywhere.

Until in a spacious area, Du Yu found the dust that had been sealed for a long time.

ancient books.

"Don't touch." Yang Qingqing said suddenly.

Du Yu immediately retracted his hand and turned to look at Master.

Yang Qingqing: "Books are fragile, let professionals pick them up."

"Yes." Du Yu held back his curiosity and looked around.

It looks like a school, but it's not serious. There are still vague traces on the walls, as if there were children who had done graffiti here.

In this maze-like mountain home, Yang Qingqing took Du Yu to search for a long time.

The Immortal Master's thinking is clear and very organized, he only walks on the right side, and then turns around at the end, not letting go of any passage.

The two climbed high in the mountains and did not know how far, and finally came to the living area.

Although the place was empty, Du Yu seemed to have traveled through hundreds of years and saw the traces of the ancients' existence.

"Hmm!" Everyone quietly walked past dozens of residences, and Xiao Youying suddenly called out!

It held up the big torch, stood at the entrance of the tunnel, and aimed straight ahead.

"Stop!" Du Yu hurriedly stepped forward to stop him, hugging Xiao Youying with both hands, and at the same time he saw a white skeleton lying on the ground in the residence.

Come to think of it, he/she was sitting against the wall originally.

"Will this person be the last monument erector?" Du Yu stepped forward slowly, "Yan Jinshu?"

Inside the pile of bones, there seems to be a dagger.

Did he kill himself?

In the harsh environment of this mountain world, dark clouds, thunder and lightning, hunger and illness, mental depression and despair, all of these constitute the reason for the genocide.

The tribesmen died one by one, until at last, the last of the tribesmen

Still choose to leave.

But there is not even a monument.

Du Yu pursed his lips, not knowing what to say.

"pick it up."

"Dagger?" Du Yu turned to look at Qing Shi.

"Take it back, it's an explanation for Shanhaizhong."

"Okay." Du Yu carefully picked up the dagger, which was stained with rust and looked like an ordinary product.

"Let's go." Yang Qingqing sighed softly and turned to leave.

Du Yu put away the dagger and followed silently.

The two stopped and walked all the way for more than an hour, and finally returned to the entrance.

"Ha." Du Yu let out a long sigh of relief, feeling very uncomfortable.

"Shan Hai Zhong, willing to open the door for us, the second team has already left first." Qing Shi's soft palm gently patted his shoulder.

Du Yu wondered in his heart: "When did Shanhaizhong become so good at talking?"

"Because we found the right place, the second team that was exiled here is no longer needed by Shanhaizhong."

Yang Qingqing snorted: "The top of the mountains, next to Jiarong Grass. Go, go home."

"Um!"

The master and the apprentice returned the same way, walked out of the narrow valley bottom, rushed out of the dense forest burning with mountain fires, set foot on the mountaineering road, all the way to the top of the mountains.

The dark clouds are rolling, and the thunder is still the same.

The sea of ​​red leaves and flowers gradually came into view, and under the dark clouds, there was an illusory ancient bell suspended.

Suddenly, there was a blast of thunder, and it fell on the edge of the ocean!

"Boom!"

"Meow!" The barren silver lynx roared like a frying hair, and the speed dropped sharply.

In the howling wind, Du Yu took off the Jiao

Rong Necklace, shoved directly into the tyrant's mouth: "Don't be afraid! Tyrant, rush!"

"Meow!" The wild silver lynx held the fruit in his mouth, and the sweet juice burst in his mouth. Her speed suddenly increased, and she went straight to the sea of ​​red leaves and flowers.

The old voice came again: "Have you found it?"

Yang Qingqing: "My condolences."

Jia Rongcao seemed to have expected it long ago, and sighed deeply: "Hey"

Du Yu raised his head and looked at the illusory, huge mountain and sea bell in the sky.

Is this the so-called Tianmen?

Yang Qingqing: "Just now, did three men and one woman come here?"

"Yes, they were attracted by Shanhaizhong and

Come, when I communicated with me, I was enveloped by the gate of heaven and left. "

"Thank you for your help, Jiarong, there will be a period in the future." Yang Qingqing's legs were lightly clamped on the belly of the deer, Bai Yujing jumped up and took the wind.

She stretched out a flower vine in her hand and was about to roll it towards Du Yu when she saw the red leaves and safflower on the top of the mountain suddenly skyrocketing!

The long blades of grass seem to stretch indefinitely, they crisscross and weave rapidly.

In an instant, a crimson Tongtian Bridge appeared in the world!

"Thank you!" Du Yu lowered his head and shouted loudly.

"Crack!"

A thunderbolt fell in the sky, and the Hongye Bridge in front was instantly crushed!

Du Yu was shocked, and a strange rune appeared in his palm, ready to build a foothold in the air for the barren silver lynx.

"Boom!!!"

The gigantic mountain and sea bell actually became bigger again, enveloping the master and apprentice in it.

"Snapped!"

"Pa~" Yilu and Yilin only felt a blur in front of their eyes, and water splashed under their feet.

In front of him were faces with fiery eyes and joy.

Behind it is a towering, bronze-colored ancient bell of mountains and seas.

"Master Qing!"

"Du Yu." The deep pit is no longer a forbidden place, and Lin Shiwei and Li Mengnan have been waiting here and strode forward.

Yang Qingqing's face showed admiration, and the apprentices could now be on their own.

She leaned over and patted both of them on the head as if rewarding.

"叏法法~" Feng Henju neighed and whistled past, shattering into endless wind demon breath, pouring into the woman's body.

"Nai!" Bai Yujing called out in dissatisfaction when the wind blew him.

Yang Qingqing covered her face with one hand, and while her long hair was flying, she saw a woodcutter standing silently in front of the clock wall through her slender fingers.

The wind and waves stopped, Yang Qingqing said softly: "Du Yu."

"Yes." Du Yu rolled over, took out a rusty dagger from his pocket, and handed it to the Shanhai Bell.

"246 tombstones, including the last person who left, a total of 247 people."

Shan Hai Zhong Qi Ling's hands gradually solidified, and took the dagger tremblingly, but its face became more and more illusory.

The desolate flute sound still lingers in the valley.

It is a pity that there are no more last clansmen.

there is none left,

The figure living in the fantasy of Shanhaizhong was finally pierced one by one in front of this rusty dagger.

"His name is Yan Jinshu." Du Yu patted Shan Haizhong on the shoulder and whispered,

"Maybe."

Thank you Dao Xiushu 0 for the reward from the boss of Xunmei, thank you for your support! Boss atmosphere! (`) Compare the heart

(End of this chapter)