To the top of the mountain, a winding road spirals up the mountain. Sit on the big rock and enjoy the view.
Close your eyes, feel the breath of the wind and the warmth of the sun, taste and imagine the vitality among the mountains and forests.
While the feeling is still there, start drawing immediately, and don't stop until the drawing fails. It’s not a complete painting. It took me half an hour to sew and patch it up, but it was barely a complete painting.
There is a gap in the forest at the foot of the mountain. I thought it was a road, but it turned out to be a stream. I drank water inside, took a shower, and landed refreshed.
Walking upstream, you will feel comfortable walking on the cobblestone road, as if you are massaging your own feet.
As the road went higher, I heard the sound of rushing water, and it turned out that the mouth of the stream was blocked. The road also began to change. It was covered with yellow sand, and at the end of the road was a steep rock. Facing the rapids below, facing the cliff in front, you squeeze through sideways, and you will see a white wall standing in front of you.
When I touched my hand, it was stained with white lime powder. I walked in instantly and saw a black door frame. After stepping out of the black door frame, it suddenly became clear.
The sun is like a ripe persimmon, hanging on the vast lake. The red light is reflected on the lake, like burning, blood-stained and magnificent. A group of white geese are playing and foraging by the water, and the grass on the water is lush.
After passing the tall wall, there was a low black house in the middle. There was no wall or door on the front, as if it had been deliberately demolished.
There was a man in front of the room, wearing a loose robe and lying on a rocking chair. He was staring in one direction, motionless, like a wall.
He had a sparse beard, and his plump face seemed to be oiled and shiny. His eyes were unblinking, as if he was dead and never closed his eyes. His hands rested naturally on the armrests, but his nails were unusually long. There are wooden clogs hanging on the toes of the feet, as if they are about to fall off. Heels rested on the bluestone floor. If it weren't for the slight rise and fall of his chest, I would have thought he was dead.
Zhu Daqiu Xin said: When I look at the scenery, I am not as involved as he is. Maybe the age is different, but although the things seen are the same, the experiences may be different.
He couldn't help but be curious. Zhu Daqiu looked in the direction of his gaze. The sun was setting right in the middle of the two mountains. Apart from the dazzling light, nothing could be seen.
Suddenly, he felt a sharp air flow hitting his neck and throat. It was too late to stop him, so he immediately tensed up the dense air in his body and sprayed it out from the pores of his throat. At the same time, he slid away a little distance. The other party hesitated for a moment, and immediately pushed his thumb to his chin, which had already touched something hard.
That makes people attack quickly and retreat quickly. Before he even landed on the ground, he brushed a piece of green grass leaf with his hand. With a turn of his wrist, the leaf was released.
As soon as Zhu Daqiu's right palm came out, the leaf stopped at the base of his palm and fell into his palm.
Zhu Daqiu was both shocked and angry. In the blink of an eye, he forced out all his powerful energy, and combined with the power of Xinwuxin and Shan Lizhi, he was able to save his life in an instant.
Only then did he take a serious look at the person who was lying on the rocking chair just now. He suppressed his temper and said sarcastically: "Your Excellency must have killed many people with this move, right?"
This person is Zhu Zaiyan. He received the coffin owner's message and came here to guard it.
Take advantage of them when they are unaware and attack them when they are not prepared. The "Invisible Three Hands" only used the "Invisible Finger Knife", "Invisible Flying Leaves", and "Invisible Flying Wings", but the nails have been broken in half, and the power is reduced; even if they are used, the courtyard will be destroyed. Even if the wall is torn down, it may not be able to hurt him.
Zhu Daqiu didn't pay attention to Zhu Daqiu's ridicule. He smiled and looked at Zhu Daqiu with blurred eyes, as if nothing happened.
He said slowly: "My eyes are not very good, so I need to get some sunshine so that I can see clearer and farther. But here you are, hindering my vision."
Zhu Daqiu didn't know what he meant, so he prevented him from sneaking up on him again and didn't say anything. He was on full alert, his eyes never leaving his body.
Zhu Zaiyan took the middle finger of his right hand under his eyelids, touched and rubbed it, and sighed: "I'm really old. I don't know how long it will take for my nails to grow so long."
Looking at the long nails on the other four fingers, it seemed difficult to make a decision. He closed his eyes and said, "Just cut them all off. Out of sight, out of mind!"
Turned around and entered the small house.
Zhu Daqiu noticed two pits on the bluestone in front of the rocking chair, and suddenly understood: It turned out that he had been ready to go, waiting for him.
Zhu Zaiyan came out quickly and spread his index finger in front of him, as if to say: "I am no longer a threat to you."
"After your Excellency sneak attack, you cut your nails. Is everything okay?"
"I have all my fingernails cut. I will no longer have to wait for someone to dress or eat. I will no longer be afraid of hurting myself. It will definitely be more convenient for me to poop and pee."
Zhu Daqiu thought to himself: He is just like a normal person, he doesn't seem to be afraid of me doing anything. I'm holding back for now and will wait and see what kind of medicine he sells in his gourd.
Zhu Zaiyan lay comfortably on the rocking chair and said, "What are you standing there for? Why don't you leave? Do you want me to keep you for dinner?"
Zhu Daqiu saw that his silhouette was vaguely similar to the person he saw in the cave, and said, "Are you the coffin owner? Why do you want to kill me?"
"What coffin owner? Did I say I was the coffin owner? Don't make false accusations!"
Zhu Zaiyan stood up in shock.
"Even if you are not, you are still involved with him. Otherwise, why did you suddenly kill me?"
Zhu Zaiyan stood up and took two steps closer and said, "Is that just now?"
"Stop pretending to be stupid in front of me!"
Zhu Daqiu's hands are straight and drooping.
"Oh, it was really dangerous just now. If I didn't stop in time, this finger might be broken. I have already cut my nails to show my attitude. What else do you want? Do you want my life? I want you. Just take it, I will never fight back.”
Zhu Zaixu came towards Zhu Daqiu in a playful manner, but it was really hard to attack him, so he took a step back.
"Stop leaning forward, or I'll be rude! Does cutting your nails count as showing your attitude?"
"Many of my special skills are on my nails. Using my nails as knives, no matter what kind of sharp edge, stabbing, chopping, chopping, chopping, after all, there is a layer between them. How can the nails on my hands be as fast and sharp? I just wasn't good enough. Come on, isn’t it sharp enough? My nails have been cut, what else do you want from me?”
Zhu Daqiu listened but did not answer, hesitating. This man was just as unreasonable as Zhu Yin.
Zhu Zaiyan suddenly began to feel sorry for himself, sighed constantly, and said:
"It would be better if you weren't on guard. Then I would study hard all my life and still be confident. My life would still be full of sunshine. They would still recognize me and worship me. I would still be content, high and at ease. .All because of you! All these are gone and I become an ordinary bad old man.
Why is my life such a failure? Why did this happen to me when I was getting old? Want to live in frustration? "
The more Zhu Zaiyan talked, the sadder he became and burst into tears.
Zhu Daqiu was puzzled: He made the first move, making it seem like I had done something wrong and hurt him.
Zhu Zaiyan suddenly said sharply: "Who is it? How did you get here? What do you want to do when you come to the land of my ancestors!"
This person has a changeable personality. He can look like a worldly expert for a moment, and then turn into an assassin. Suddenly he was like an old man who had accomplished nothing, and in the blink of an eye he was like a chief, questioning himself.
Zhu Daqiu felt very unwell, but he didn't look like he was faking it. I thought to myself: Have I really broken into someone’s forbidden area?
He said, "I may have gone to the wrong place and entered the treasure land by mistake."
"You also know that it is a treasure land? Opposite is our ancestral mausoleum, Jinding Mountain, where the bones of ancestors of all generations are. Most people will not walk on this road. Unless there are people with ulterior motives. Since ancient times, this place has been a forbidden area! I don't want to I'm going after you, but you insist on staying. Even if I'm not your opponent, I will fight you to the end!"
Zhu Zaiyan approached menacingly.
"W-why did you suddenly attack me?"
Zhu Daqiu is a bit incoherent.
"A master can feel the presence of a master. My sneak attack like that didn't hurt you. Do you think your ability makes people scared? I want to treat it as if it didn't happen, but you won't bother me!"
"Then I'm sorry. I'm a painter. The scenery here is beautiful and fascinating. I came here accidentally. I didn't know that this was a forbidden area. I will go back the same way."
I wish Daqiu wants to leave here as soon as possible.
Zhu Zaiyan thought to himself: This person has a good mind. I have always felt guilty about my brother's death. Since my brother became the coffin master, my sense of presence has become even less significant. My brother asked me to intercept him, but my nephew admired and respected him. Maybe his arrival can change the fate of this country. Even if nothing changes, he can still help his nephew. You can stay out of it without your brothers turning against each other.
He shouted: "Did I ask you to go back the way you came? As soon as you came, I knew you were a painter. You were carrying such a conspicuous painting folder, and anyone could see it. This way is the shortest, and there is no waterway. If you go back the way you came, You have to walk for several days. I think you don't look like a tomb robber, so I can be accommodating for once."
"Thank you then."
"I hope you will leave more paintings in this place. It is not convenient for people to live here. You can go up the mountain road behind the house. When you reach the gap at the top of the mountain, fall down the rope and you will reach the boundary of Wucheng."
Zhu Daqiu thought: This is a blatant bribery. He said, "Thanks for the directions. What do you want?"
"What do you have for me? Let's go, let's go."
If he said this, it wouldn't make sense if he didn't give him something. He rolled out a painting from the easel and respectfully presented it to him, saying: "This is my humble painting today. I haven't had time to polish it yet. Please accept it."
Zhu Zaiyan unfolded it and said while looking at it: "It's charming, beautiful enough, and smooth enough, but it's a pity that it stopped in front of this inconspicuous pine tree. There is no momentum on the whole, and the layout is not sophisticated enough. You are imitating someone's The style of painting. It’s a vivid imitation, but it’s still a good painting.”
Zhu Daqiu knew that he was talking about his pseudonym, so he smiled lightly and said, "See you later."
Zhu Zaiyan didn't look at him and said, "We will meet again, so I won't send you off."
