Kunlun Mountain, the mountain of ancestors.
It is now spring.
The green vegetation covers the vast land, and the herdsmen rush to sing leisurely on the horseback with cattle and sheep riding. From here, you can see the mist and snow on the top of Yuxu Mountain.
Since ancient times, it has been the place where Xiu Xian has been introduced, and many beautiful legends have been bred, and mortals must pass through the “gate of hell” if they want to pass through.
“Hell’s Gate” is the valley leading to Kunlun Mountain.
The herdsmen here all choose to live in abundance of water and grass. However, even in the year of the catastrophe, they let the cattle and sheep starve to death in the Gobi and do not want to enter the ancient, quiet and deep valley of the grass.
At the entrance of the deep valley, the bones and fur of the wolf and bear can be seen, and the weathered steel knives that do not know when and who left. The wind blew here and made a sobbing sound, even though it was during the day, it also made people feel a creepy feeling.
On such a deadly quiet road, a man in a carriage came to see him from afar, but he was a person from the Central Plains. The rushing all the way made him look haggard, tall, with wide shoulders and narrow waists. Although he was wearing a thick winter coat, he could not conceal the extraordinary heroism radiating from him.
There seemed to be a very important person in the carriage, because when the man was on the way, the horse walked hurriedly, but he paid great attention to his feet to keep the vehicle as smooth as possible.
After an hour, he pulled the carriage through the “gate of hell”, and the sword in his hand was also bloody, but at this time the temperature dropped suddenly, and then went forward, the carriage could no longer pass.
The man wrapped the knife in a cloth and tied it behind his back, turned into the carriage and hugged a girl out.
The girl was only seventeen or eighty years old, wrapped in a light fur coat, only a small face, pale without a trace of blood, but the facial features were very beautiful, just closed her eyes and seemed to be sleeping. Among.
“Qingman, when you wake up, we are almost there.” The man gently pressed his face close and called softly in her ear.
I do n’t know if it ’s because of this low and gentle voice or the cold wind. Gu Qingman slightly opened his eyes and blinked slightly, his dry and cracked lips gently spit out a few syllables, but it was weak and weak Brother. “
Du Yihong saw her respond so quickly, and a smile appeared on the face like a knife. He carefully moved Gu Qingman to a more comfortable position, and said slowly, “Qingman, don’t be afraid, we are going to Kunlun Mountain After all, the old man of Kunlun will surely heal your injury. You close your eyes now and sleep for a while. “
Gu Qingman wanted to nod her head in response to Du Yihong, but she was helpless and seriously injured. She hadn’t had any time to react and fell into a deep darkness again.
Du Yihong looked up at the top of the snowy mountain, settled down, hugged the people in his arms, lifted his true energy, and leaped up the mountain.
There is a lot of ice and snow here all year round, except for the little old bamboo house, which is covered with a thin layer of ice. It is not conspicuous. From a distance, it looks like ice and snow. Fortunately, there is a huge tree in front of the door. The cedars are covered by the snow, blocking the glare.
Piano sound.
In this inaccessible snowy mountain, such a moving piano sound is echoed, the technique is complicated, and it is gentle and melodious, such as the deep water of the still water, the wind passing through the flower stream, which makes people enchanted, but the tone is calm, the peace is cold and lonely, the peace is as peaceful This mountain breeze, like this snow, even more empty and lonely.
Du Yihong heard the sound of the piano and knew that the man who played the piano was skilled and clear-minded, but he didn’t appreciate it at this time, just followed this wonderful piano sound and came to the bamboo house.
The window of the bamboo house was half open, and an elegant son sat in front of the window and played the piano.
A white dress, a wide sleeve robe, a cold wind blowing on his face, and black, soft and long hair, but he seemed to be like a spring breeze, and he could not feel the slightest chill. His whole body was bathed in the radiance of 氤氲, like a A high, clean, and soft cloud stretches freely on the horizon. The young man’s eyes were bright and clear, but his eyes were cold, like the snow and ice in the mountains and valleys, surprisingly pale and surprisingly cold.
However, he has the most beautiful and exquisite face in the world.
The elegance is like a bamboo, the warmness is like a jade, and the skin is more like the white snow lotus in the Kunlun Mountains. His black eyes are like ink, shining like the light of a starburst. This beauty even obscured men and women, but raised his head slightly, and the narrow and long Dan Feng’s eyes were stunned, and Du Yihong, who was entering the door, was stunned for a moment.
The sound of the piano didn’t stop, but Du Yihong couldn’t care too much. The thick and clear voice had interrupted his Yaxing.
“Excuse me, does this old man from Kunlun live here?”
The sound of the piano still didn’t stop, and the young man’s voice was clear and pleasant in the piano:
“he is not here.”
Du Yihong heard the words, pouring a pot of cold water in his head, and it was cold: “Where is he? Where can I find him?”
“My master likes to travel around the world in a wide variety of ways, and I don’t know where he went or when he will come back.”
Du Yihong watched the teenager continue to caress the piano, looking calm and relaxed, and couldn’t help worrying: “Are you an apprentice of the Divine Doctor?”
“Yes.” At the end of the song, the teenager finally raised his eyes, looked at Du Yihong, and saw the baby girl he was holding in his hand. He couldn’t see any emotion in the eyes of the black as the deep lake, because the temperature on the top of the mountain was sudden. Low, Gu Qingman’s face became more and more ugly at the moment: “But I don’t save people.”
Du Yihong saw that he was arrogant and indifferent, and refused without thinking, and was annoyed and anxious: “If you have this ability, why would you not save a life?”
“I never save people.” The teenager reiterated: “I know that you came to my master thousands of miles away, but his absence is an indication that this girl is destined to have this disaster, and you don’t have to force it.”
Du Yihong ignored what he said, just put the person in his arms gently on the bamboo slump on the side, and then pulled off his heavy cloak to cover her thin body, and then touched a crystal white snow from his arms. Yu Pei: “Below is Du Yihong from Baili Mountain Villa. This is the token your master gave to my grandfather. Although the two of them only met each other in the past, they became friends. The old man of Kunlun has something to say. This Yu Pei came to Kunlun Mountain to find him and will definitely help. Now, although your master is not here, you are his apprentice, and he should fulfill his promise on his behalf. “
Du Yihong said that he was neither humble nor hyperactive, but his eyes were sincere and firm.
The youth-like black eyes glanced at Du Yihong, and took the jade pendant silently. It was indeed Master’s token. The complicated lines were carved on it. Under a close look, a snow lotus stood proudly against the wind and snow.
After thinking for a while, the teenager slowly stood up and walked to the front of the bamboo collapse, reaching out to touch Gu Qingman’s veins.
“This girl suffered a deep internal injury.”
“Yes.”
“If you want to cure her, it’s not a day’s work.” The teenager raised his eyes slightly.
“Of course I know below, otherwise I won’t come to pray for the old man of Kunlun, please ask her to save her, no matter how many silver two, you must give it with your hands.”
The boy ’s dark black crystal eyes followed his gaze to see the girl ’s pale face. She was not as beautiful as the country, especially now that her life was in danger, she was emaciated and thin. Fortunately, she was fair with fair skin and beautiful facial features. Why does the man have to go through all the hardships so he must save her life.
“Who is she, and you deserve to spend so much time?” Not to mention that the Baili Mountain Villa is thousands of miles away. This girl has someone to help her continue life with true energy along the way, and can insist on going here. Those who have not died and lost their vitality for her will inevitably lose their internal strength. This is the most taboo thing for those who practice martial arts. However, it is clear that the man in front of him doesn’t care. In his eyes, there is only this baby girl with a breath left.
Du Yihong’s soft eyes looked at the pale and thin person in the bed, and the tone was soft and low: “She is my wife who has not passed through the door.”
The teenager looked at him calmly: “I will save her, you can leave now.”
“No, I’m going to accompany her.” Du Yihong didn’t want to say, “I need to watch her wake up to feel at ease.”
“I can’t accommodate irrelevant people here.” The young man said coldly, although the tone was very weak but with an irrefutable firmness: “If not, please take her away now.”
“I’m not alone, you guys and widows.” Du Yihong frowned and said straightforwardly.
“If I want to help her treat the disease, I must follow my rules.” The teenager’s face grew colder: “Or, do you think these are more important than her life?”
Every year, someone will come to Kunlun Mountain to seek medical advice, but most of them can’t even enter the gate of hell and die in the middle of the way. It is a blessing that he can bring Gu Qingman into it. The white dress in front of him The teenager, although he does not know his abilities, but now, he has no choice.
Seeing Du Yihong’s hesitation, the teenager said disdainfully: “I am Kunlun’s only brother’s uterine feast. For two months, I promised to let her go home alive.”
Du Yihong nodded slowly, kneeling halfway in front of the bamboo bed:
“Qingman, don’t be afraid, you will get better. When you get better, I will show my father and let him finish the marriage for us as soon as possible. I don’t want you to leave me anymore. You can rest assured that this life, I will Love you and spoil you well, never let you suffer like this again. “
The warm lips fell gently on her cold cheeks.
Gu Qingman still closed his eyes tightly, not responding to his tender words.
