pillow mountain river

Chapter 39

The next day, a story spread throughout the villages at the foot of Hanshan Mountain.Two corpses were found on the mountain, and the corpses were torn apart by wild beasts.Not to mention the whole body, even a complete arm cannot be pieced together.

Strange to say, the villagers have encountered human remains eaten by wild wolves and tigers before.Although fragments of flesh and blood were scattered all over the floor, the skeleton was basically complete.

But the internal organs of these two corpses were all there, but they were crushed to pieces.The bones were also crushed and scattered on the ground.

The scene was really unsightly. Only the number of skulls could tell that the two people had died. As for whether the two people were male or female, or what their identities were, I didn't know at all.

The villagers buried the two people early and took away the ornaments of the dead on the ground, and they had the right to collect funeral expenses.

Deep in the cold mountain forest.

A white rabbit lay under the scorched bamboo bushes.The rabbit curled up and slept peacefully on the ruins after the fire.

Er Dong searched for the whole night in the bamboo forest, and found the stars to end the curtain from the moment the moon rose.But he still failed to find Zhenhan Mountain.

Since the two demon cultivators left in a hurry, Er Dong crawled out from the monster lock formation, and he climbed all the way to the bamboo bushes.The bamboo was burnt beyond recognition, and the charred branches were inserted into the ground.

Zhen Hanshan's figure faded a bit, even Er Dong standing in front of him felt that he was like a wisp of smoke that could be blown away by a gust of wind.

"your face……"

Er Dong's expression now is uglier than crying.He looked at Zhenhan Mountain, that flawless face was now occupied by black lines extending from the temples, and the small half of his face was covered with terrifying black lines.

Zhen Hanshan let Er Dong reach out to touch him, he smiled, even with a weird face, it was still Er Dong's familiar appearance.

However, Er Dong's hand failed to touch Zhenhan Mountain.Hands passed through the phantom, but couldn't touch anything.

Er Dong's eyes widened in surprise, and he tried again without giving up.

Zhen Hanshan stared into Er Dong's eyes.Those introverted eyes, like the new leaves soaked in the sun in early spring, showed a gentle look unobstructed for the first time.

The moon rose to the top of the head, and the moonlight shone on the illusory shadows through the gaps in the leaves.

The phantom scattered into fragmented light spots, scattered from all directions.Er Dong couldn't catch them back at all. He looked at one side, and the light spots on the other side had already drifted into the depths of the forest with the wind.

Er Dong tremblingly held the light spot in his palm tightly, but the faint light quickly cooled down.

Under the countless light spots that roamed the sky like fireflies, the boy finally cried out in despair.

Hysterical cries spread throughout the forest, and the leaves swayed without wind, as if someone was crying.

Er Dong couldn't find Zhenhan Mountain.He searched all along the direction where the light spot drifted away, and even went to many places he had never set foot on, but he still couldn't find it.

It turns out that this mountain is so big.

In the end, he could only go back to the original place, exhausted, and sleep on the ruins after the fire.

Er Dong kept guard for three full months.I ate a few mouthfuls of sour wild fruit when I was hungry, and drank the stagnant water in the mud pit when I was thirsty, but I never left this place.

The bamboo that has been burned by the fire is neither alive nor dead, half of it is scorched black, and half of it is still green.

Such a big fire, the flames soared into the sky, and the whole forest was dyed red.

Er Dong looked up at the tall bamboo, and there was still a raging fire in his eyes, as if it wanted to burn all living things in the forest.

In the spring of the next year, green shoots will grow on the ground again. Under the nourishment of spring rain, green grass will sprout and grow, covering the traces of fire.But the bamboo was still half-lived, with no new shoots on the scorched branches, and no withered green bamboo leaves.

One day, Er Dong finally made up his mind to leave.There is a demon in Hanshan who has lived for a long time. The demon said that in the north thousands of miles away, there is a place called Beiyu, and there is thousands of years of ice in the north.

No matter how hot the climate is, the ice will not melt. It is a holy product for treating burns.Er Dong thought to himself, he is going to the Northern Territory to find the Millennium Ice.

Er Dong didn't have any preparations, and walked north all the way alone.He didn't know how long he had walked. The sun, the moon, and the stars rose in the east and set in the west, which was one day; when everything recovered until the snow fell, it was a year.

The days were clear at first, but then became blurred, and he even forgot how many rounds of leaves fell from the trees.

Erdong has traveled to many places, including human villages and lonely wastelands.He was regarded as a monster by children, injured by stones, and driven away by his kind.He hid in a deserted temple and cried loudly, and he also pretended indifferently that he was walking on human territory.

Until one day, he suddenly found himself in the frozen snowfield thousands of miles away.The snow didn't seem to melt and covered the ground in a thick layer.The snow left no footprints.

A vast expanse of whiteness, all snow.The wind blows the cheeks with snow particles.Perhaps this is the Northern Territory that he has been looking for for a long time.

Er Dong almost forgot the pleasant feeling, he took off his hood, the snow particles hit his face, and there were crystal snow beads hanging on the eyebrows and hair.The heat from the skin quickly melted the snow particles.

This vast snowfield seems to have no boundaries, and any living beings are no more than a leaf on the lake compared to it.Where should he find Han Bing?

It snows almost every day in the northern region, and the strong wind blows snowflakes and beats Er Dong.

Er Dong tightened his thin cloak and continued to walk forward.

He didn't know where he was going, and the habits he had developed after leaving Cold Mountain drove him to keep looking forward, even if it was like a headless chicken.

The footprints behind him were quickly covered by fresh snow, and today's wind seemed to be too strong. If he didn't stand still, he would be blown back again and again by the cold wind.

Except for two or three snow rabbits, Er Dong hadn't encountered any living things here for several days.

However, today is different from the past. There is a person walking forward like him on the endless snow.The strong wind rustled the cloak, and the man walked steadily step by step without being affected by the strong wind.

Er Dong followed the man, with a shield in front of him, as if the pain from the wind and snow hitting his face would be relieved a little.

The man acquiesced to Er Dong's actions, but he never looked back, let alone spoke to Er Dong.

The same is true for Er Dong, silently following the man in the wind and snow.

After following for several days, the man stopped and found an open space to rest.He turned his head and glanced at Er Dong.Er Dong finally saw his appearance clearly, with silver-gray eyes and an almost coquettish appearance.

"You can sit down," the man said.His voice was cold, and he seemed to be giving orders.

Er Dong sat opposite him.The man didn't know what method he used, it was still snowing heavily outside, but the world was as warm as spring, peaceful and peaceful.

The man closed his eyes and rested his mind, Er Dong didn't dare to look at him too much, such a breathtaking appearance, too beautiful would be a monster.

Silver-gray eyes opened, staring at Er Dong.The man slightly opened his lips, "What is your purpose for coming here?"

Er Dong was watched by those eyes, and the things hidden in his heart seemed to be exposed to the sun. He couldn't help saying truthfully, "I'm here to find the thousand-year-old ice."

"Hing Bing?" The man whispered it again, and continued to ask, "Why?"

"My friend was injured, he was burned badly, I want to find ice to save him."

The silver-gray eyes kept staring at Er Dong, "You can't find the ice, even if you find it, it will be of no use to your friends."

Er Dong was stunned for a moment, then said angrily, "No! I will find Han Bing!" Er Dong stood up, turned around and left, he would rather be alone than listen to this man's nonsense.

The man said, "This is just a secret place, not the Northern Territory, and there is no ice. You can come in, but you can't get out."

Er Dong's footsteps faltered, and he continued to walk. Once he left this world, the wind and snow outside kept whistling again.

"But I can help you," said a calm male voice.

Er Dong stopped.

"Really?" Er Dong looked at the man warily.

The man raised his eyes, a pair of silver-gray pupils embedded in his snow-white face.He lightly touched his chest, and a ball of golden light jumped to his palm.

"As long as your friend is alive, that's enough to save him," said the man.The golden light divided into two groups, and one of them quickly stuffed into Er Dong's mouth.

Before he could react, the golden light had already disappeared.Er Dong pinched his neck and coughed uncontrollably.He couldn't speak, his voice fragmented in his throat.

Er Dong wanted to know, since this medicine could heal Zhenhanshan, why did he let him swallow it.But the thing had already entered his body, and he couldn't spit it out.

The man seemed to have understood his thoughts, and said: "Split one into two, and give half to you. If you meet someone who is not a good person, this half of the inner alchemy can save your life."

Er Dong stood up, wiped the water marks from the corners of his eyes, and asked in disbelief, "What you gave me is..."

Before Er Dong finished speaking, the man calmly answered the second half of the sentence, "It's my inner alchemy."

Any demon cultivator, no matter how powerful or not, without the inner alchemy, has only one dead end.From the moment all monsters sprouted their wisdom, this sentence has been engraved in their hearts.Er Dong didn't believe it, and the person opposite didn't know.

"I'm dying," said the man dryly.

Er Dong tightly held the half inner alchemy in his palm, "Are you sick?"

The man shook his head.

"Shouyuan is about to end?"

The man was still shaking his head.

Er Dong was puzzled, "Then why did you say you were dying?"

"The proud bones are broken, even if you are alive, you are still dead," the calm eyes rarely showed any sadness, but they were like ripples on the surface of a lake, fleeting.The man still had a noble and alienated face.

Er Dong couldn't understand what he was saying, so he asked, "Why don't you go home?" Er Dong only knew that if one day he was about to die, he would definitely return to Hanshan.

"I can't go back. This place is very similar to my hometown." The man said softly. He looked at the wind and snow for a long time before looking back. "I'll give you this too. It's called Juechen. I don't need it anymore."

As soon as the words fell, Er Dong added a delicate silver bracelet to his wrist.

The man got up and walked into the wind and snow, and his figure quickly disappeared.

In the boundless snow field, only Er Dong remained.

A long dragon chant sounded above his head.Er Dong raised his head, and he saw a beautiful beast that he had never seen before.The silvery white body was like a snowfield under the moonlight, flawless, but it was a pity that there was a bloody wound on the belly of the silver dragon.

The dragon chant sounded three times in a row, and the sky and the earth shook.

The snow became milder, and light snowflakes fell.

Later, Er Dong found out that the person he met in the secret realm was the eldest prince of the Dragon Clan of the Northern Territory.This beautiful and coquettish silver dragon is the supreme protector of the Dragon Clan.

Yinlong's heart was gouged out by his friend, and his cultivation base was greatly reduced. He had no face to return to his homeland, and chose to die to maintain his last dignity.

The inner alchemy of the half big monster made Erdong's cultivation level greatly improved. When he faced human monks, he would no longer be helpless as before.But after all, his foundation was not stable, and his cultivation base soared in a short period of time, which made him go crazy and planted the root of disaster.

From the unknown rabbit monster, to the famous monster, and then to the unknown mountain boy.After going around and around, Er Dong finally turned back into a rabbit, ignorant of human nature, ignorant of world affairs, and living in the world with only his body.

The past, the past, and the past, really answered those words.

Life seems to be an illusion, and it will eventually return to nothing.

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