Chapter 14 Water floods the gatehouse

Style: Fantasy Author: Moran LanshanWords: 2065Update Time: 24/01/11 11:51:58
Under Long Xing's feet, a Tai Chi pattern was moving in eight rays of light. The ancient light and shadow array exudes a faint stream of light. If you look closely, you will find that the eight rays of the Tai Chi pattern seem to be wriggling and changing at all times.

The corresponding eight stone pillars are like eight huge rocks on the horizon, dividing the entire space. This Tai Chi pattern formation has no fixed form. It seems that its appearance is completely different every moment.

Buzz!

The constant flow of light and shadow made Long Xing's mind panic. A strange buzzing sound erupted in the Tai Chi pattern, and then a powerful suction force erupted. Under this suction force, Long Xing's mind was forced. It was pulled into the pattern.

The moment he was sucked, Long Xing's spirit also fell into a trance. A wild land appeared in front of him, with a radius of dozens of miles, surrounded by misty mountain clouds and mist, and a large waterlogging depression in the middle.

On the low ground, there are knee-deep grass and water pools, wild brown rabbits and red-furred foxes. White ducks, white-necked herons, as well as many jackals and unknown animals filled the depression.

A middle-aged man led a girl into the large depression. A small earth hill appeared inexplicably in the middle of the depression, and a grass shack swayed in the wind.

A pair of beauties rolled over in the grass nest. The man was lean and strong, with a dark face and tall figure. The woman was fair and delicate, pretty and decent, like a lady.

The peace of the depression has been completely shattered. The depression seems to be growing taller. There are always ghosts, rain and wind at night, and little phosphorus fires are flickering. The environment in the large depression is harsh. There are so many mosquitoes. In rainy weather, you can often see clouds of black smoke flying over the grass and water. If you stretch out your hand, you can catch a handful.

To avoid mosquitoes, men and women sometimes jump into the water, leaving only two nostrils exposed for breathing. In the damp grass, there is a faint green light in the night, which is connected together, as if water is flowing.

Crabs in the mud swamp take advantage of the phosphorescence to feed. In the morning, when I went to the depression to see them, they were all densely covered with crab claw marks.

Colorful clouds shrouded the puddles. The clouds were scurrying around like herds of animals, and hurried shadows were printed in the puddles.

The heavy rain only fell down, day after day, and the entire waterlogged area was swollen by the rain. The sound of rain and the hesitant white mist continued day and night.

The man jumped to his feet impatiently and cursed the heaven and the earth. The woman felt a stomachache and said to the man, "I'm afraid I'm going to give birth."

The man said: "Let's have a baby. This damn weather makes me want to poke a hole in it."

Just as he was cursing, he saw the sun emerging from the cracks in the clouds. It was hazy at first sight, but it immediately shot out two or three intense beams of light, sweeping out a few streaks of daylight.

The man ran out of the shack and looked at the sky excitedly, hearing that the sound of rain in the waterlogged valley gradually became less and less, and there were still a few silver raindrops flying diagonally in the sky.

In the large swamp, there are patches of water, and yellow and green grass hold their heads in the water tiredly. The sound of rain stopped, and the heavy wind whistled.

While the man was happy, the woman shouted: "I'm going to give birth, I'm scared."

The man persuaded: "What are you afraid of? It's all over the place."

As he was talking, there was a strange noise all around, the rumble of thunder, and three lightning flashes, squeezing the croaking frogs into the middle.

The yellow waves were as high as a horse's head, rushing in from all directions. The waves roared all the way and touched the mountains. The man squeezed out of the shack and looked up. The water in the depression was several meters deep.

The frogs seemed to have been drowned to death. The top of the grass was gone, and within a short time, the eyes were filled with yellow water. Never see anything else again.

The man raised his head and let out a long sigh, then got back into the shack, while the woman was naked and calling on the straw bed. Her hair was covered with grass clippings, and her white face was tinged with gray.

"The flood is coming!" the man said worriedly.

The woman stopped shouting. She got up, moved out of the shed to look around, and immediately got in. Her face lost all color and her facial features moved out of place.

He didn't say anything for a while, then he opened his mouth and let out two cries: "Ouch-----Ouch---it's over, boss, we can't survive."

The man helped her lie down on the bunk and said, "What's wrong with you? We've killed her and set the fire, so what's there to be afraid of? She said from the beginning that she would be willing to die if we could spend a day together. How many days have we spent together? The water cannot reach the mountains, and the trees cannot reach the sky. Give birth to your child well."

The woman had tears in her eyes and smiled sadly, "Master, please do me a favor and give me a knife. I'm afraid I won't be able to give birth to a child. My pelvis is narrow and I don't have the strength to give birth. I'm afraid I won't be able to survive."

The man pounded the ground hard and cried: "Second Miss, it was me who harmed you. I shouldn't have brought you to this place."

The woman's face suddenly became sad: "Don't call me Second Miss!" The man's words seemed to touch the woman's past.

The pain started again, and the woman cried out: "Master, please give me a knife. I don't have the strength to give birth to such a big child."

The man said: "Second Miss, don't think of the worst. Think about how difficult it is for us to be together. I kill people, you hand me the knife, I set fire, you add grass, and even after thousands of miles of journey, you have come here with your little feet. You can’t give birth to such a big child?”

The woman said: "I really don't have any strength at all."

The man said, "Wait a minute, I'll make some food for you."

The clumsy man quickly cooked half a pot of rice and put two bowls on it. He held one bowl for himself and handed the other bowl to the woman. The woman shook her head feebly.

The man became angry, threw the bowl of rice hard, and shouted: "Okay, if we die, we will die together! If you die, the child will die, and I will die too!" After saying that, he no longer looked at the woman.

I saw hungry rats outside, eating the rice on the ground like wolves and tigers. The woman jumped up hard, sat up, grabbed a bowl of rice, and ate it vigorously, while letting tears flow down her cheeks.

The man stretched out his big hand and touched the woman's back movingly.

The woman fell into coma three times that day. In the evening, she lay upright on the straw bed as if dead.

The man was guarding the woman, covered in sweat, his face full of tears, his eye sockets deep and his beard white. A world of chaos in my heart.

Long Xing's mind fell into this chaotic world. He was worried about the man in front of him, and suddenly he shivered, "No, this is not the real world, but the Wuzhangyuan of Wolong and the illusion of the Eight Desolations Map?"

Long Xing quickly came to his senses, and then he felt a bright light in front of his eyes. Looking around, he was shocked to find that he was in an unknown place.

Around him, there were countless rays of light, and a ray of light spread under his feet, faintly outlining lines like the veins of heaven and earth, mountains and rivers.

"Is it an illusion within an illusion?"

This time, Long Xing clearly felt the difference in the surrounding scenery. The floods in the wild were rushing towards the gate tower, and it was about to submerge the gate tower in the distance.