Zhou Yu still doesn't know why Zhou Yu hates mountains. When I asked her about it, she just said: "I always feel that there is something terrible hidden under the mountain."
Zhou Yu couldn't describe what it was specifically. According to her, this mountain fear seems to be something she was born with and cannot overcome. She had never experienced getting lost in the mountains or falling off a cliff before. This was not a post-traumatic stress reaction, and Zhou Yu didn't know how to explain it.
Luo Binhan has an imaginative and romantic answer. One day, he joked that Zhou Yu might be the reincarnation of a mountain spirit. She died miserably in her previous life, so she panicked when she saw the mountains, fearing that a monkey would jump out of them and beat her.
Needless to say, this bold conjecture found no supporters. Zhou Yu had to pretend not to see the terrifying smile on Zhou Yu's face after hearing this.
Looking back now, Zhou Yu has many strange habits and taboos. In the past, Zhou Yu interpreted them as the artist's sensitivity. It is only now that she examines them one by one that they seem to have more profound meanings.
He sat in the mountains, quietly watching the moonlight travel between the forest and the peaks.
Zhou Yu is not afraid of gentle slopes, nor is she afraid of thin and sharp peaks. She only hates the majestic and thick mountains. But in Silver Thread Township, the mountains looked towering and dangerous, which was exactly the type she didn't like.
Watching the mountains rise and fall, Zhou Yu couldn't help but think about Zhou Yu's original words. What could be hidden at the bottom of the mountain? dead? grave? Beast? He didn't think these were things that could scare Zhou Yu.
Just as his thoughts were spinning, the sound of something falling came from the room.
Zhou Yu immediately turned around and stared at the door of the hut. The maple forest is located in the depression below the two peaks, just avoiding the wind. The whole forest was very quiet just now. It could not be caused by the wind blowing into the house.
He stood up and walked to the door of the house, knocked three times loudly and gently, and then asked: "Is anyone in there?"
There was no answer inside the house.
He tried to push gently, but the door was locked from the inside and did not move at all. To confirm again, he asked aloud again, then put his ear to the door and listened.
It's definitely not an illusion. Just across the door, the sound of a creature breathing could be heard. The sound was chaotic and thick, and could be heard clearly even through the thick wooden board.
Zhou Yu knocked on the door suddenly and unexpectedly. The gasping stopped for an instant, and the other party yelled hoarsely, seeming to want to retreat from the door, but fell to the ground.
There is no doubt that this is a movement that only humans can make.
Zhou Yu suddenly felt an unknown anger in his heart.
Before coming here, the owner of the house made it very clear that Diegu had always lived alone, with neither husband nor children around her. Judging from the godly attitude of the owner, the villagers would never dare to enter this woman's home without permission.
So at this moment, it is she who is hiding in the room.
The two people had been talking outside the house for so long. It was impossible for the people in the house to notice it, but they chose to avoid it.
Is it because I am an outsider? No, she had received foreign visitors before. Besides, if you regard yourself as someone who wants something from her, you can just drive her away, there is no need to hide.
Zhou Yu is somewhat self-aware. He looks a little gentle and delicate in appearance, and is not a very intimidating type.
So, was it because he already knew why he was here, so he pretended that he was not at home? Because you abandoned your husband and daughter before, do you want to ignore everything related to your daughter?
Normally, Zhou Yu would have analyzed the situation at hand more calmly. However, he didn't know whether it was because the long pursuit exhausted his patience, or the surrounding environment made him feel inexplicably irritable. He couldn't control the anger in his chest, and he eagerly wanted the people in the house to explain clearly.
In order to avoid misunderstanding, he knocked on the door twice more and said in a clear and loud voice: "My name is Zhou Yu. I came here to see you for a girl named Zhou Yu. She may be in great danger now." , if you know her, please come out and meet me."
After saying these words, he no longer listened to the movement inside the door, but took two steps back and waited for the people in the room to make a decision.
Minutes passed without any feedback from the people in the room.
"...Don't you care about her affairs at all?" Even though Zhou Yu was not used to speaking loudly, he couldn't help but raise his voice at this time, "She is your biological daughter, right? You have ignored her for so many years. Don’t you even care about her life or death?”
Naturally, the room remained deathly silent, showing no sign of concern.
With the anger in his chest, Zhou Yu quickly walked to the window next to the door and wanted to pull down the curtain to have a clear look.
The moment his fingers touched the embroidery on the cloth, he felt a pinprick-like coldness. Immediately, he pulled hard and pulled out the entire curtain.
There was only darkness deep inside the exposed window opening. The cold, wet and greasy aroma of burning ointment wafts out from it.
Zhou Yu opened his eyes wide and tried his best to distinguish the situation in the house from the darkness.
The moon was clear that night, the sky was full of stars, and the maple forest outside the house was very sparse, so the light was not too dark. But behind this window, it's like a light-absorbing black hole, and you can't see what's going on inside.
Just before he wanted to stick his head in desperately, the black hole finally had different colors. A pale, transparent white like morning mist flows out from the depths of darkness.
In the darkness inside the window, a few silver butterflies flew out.
Zhou Yu watched blankly as the silver butterfly flew away from his face. He didn't understand why the butterflies were kept in the house.
The silver butterfly lingered briefly in the maple forest, and then flew towards the moon above the two peaks as if it was an appointment. They swirled around and melted around the silver threads hanging down from the moon, turning into countless tiny silver threads that scattered lightly.
It is a wonder that can only be seen in dreams.
Zhou Yu had forgotten his original purpose and just stood there blankly, looking up at the silver thread falling. He suddenly felt an extremely familiar feeling.
That's right, at this moment, he seemed to have returned to Migenzhu City in his dream.
Only in dreams would one see such an incredible scene.
The silver threads swirled and swayed like smoke, gradually approaching him and clinging gently to his neck.
——Then, for a moment, tighten it upwards forcefully.
That force instantly lifted Zhou Yu from the ground. The butterfly thread, as thin as a fishing line, sank deeply into the flesh and strangled the trachea. That kind of thinness should be enough to cut off his neck directly, but in fact it didn't even tear the skin. The thin threads just dragged him upwards quickly, as if they were about to break his cervical vertebrae.
Zhou Yu wanted to struggle, but he was suffocated and couldn't exert any strength. Almost in the blink of an eye, his feet were already more than fifty meters above the ground, drifting in the cold mountain wind.
Looking up, the moon was closer than ever to him, huge and desolate, like the mouth of a giant whale. The moonlight falls and condenses into a silver thread, falling towards the chaotic and dark world. The butterfly thread wrapped around Zhou Yu's neck was climbing up and melting into the silver thread.
It's ridiculous to say this, but it is actually happening before Zhou Yu's eyes.
——He is going to be hanged on the moon.
Such a way of death is even more ridiculous and tragic than being bitten by a wolf in a modern city, or having a transparent sword penetrate the chest.
Zhou Yu's head hurt violently.
In the blurry and shaking vision, the dark tide surged, gradually polluting the pure white moon wheel. The steel awl with the handle was piercing his head crazily.
His spirit seemed to have left his body and floated towards the moon in the dark void.
In this huge pale void lies a dimly lit city.
It is floating in the dark tide on the other side of the moon, swaying gently.
Zhou Yu remembered.
There is a girl living in that city who has been missing for more than half a year.
Get moving.
Get moving.
——
At that moment, Zhou Yu's arm regained consciousness, and the blade of the folding knife suddenly swung towards his neck.
The butterfly's threads shatter silently.
Freed from the shackles, Zhou Yu lost his support, swept downwards over the peaks of the twin peaks, and plummeted toward the ground.
