Although it was a spur-of-the-moment move, Zhang Chengyun still considered the possible difficulties. Lack of fresh water was fatal. People can starve, but they cannot survive thirst. At the moment, I need to rely on roots and fruits to replenish my water. Then I can drink urine as a last resort. But with Shen Yuanqiong, a walking blood bag, why bother drinking that smelly thing? He made up his mind that he would not allow Shen Yuanqiong to escape again this time!
Zhang Chengyun's wishful thinking was shattered by the cruel reality not long after. The raft could only last a day and a night at sea. Before they could taste hunger and thirst, a sudden storm suddenly came and lifted them up. In mid-air, he fell heavily into the sea. Several strands of the bark rope broke, and the raft dispersed with a "crash", throwing Shen Yuanqiong out. Zhang Chengyun hurriedly turned around and looked around, only to see him hugging a few tree trunks, floating and sinking, far behind him. .
I have encountered such bad things again and again, and every time I have murderous intentions, I am disturbed before I can take action. Is it possible that God is really caring? Zhang Chengyun didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and could only watch as he turned into a small black dot and disappeared from sight.
The wind was strong, the waves were strong, and the undercurrent was surging. Shen Yuanqiong deviated from his original course and headed southwest, getting farther and farther away from Zhang Chengyun. For some reason, he didn't panic in his heart. Instead, he breathed a sigh of relief, as if he had escaped some unknown danger. Compared with it, the stormy waves in front of him were nothing to mention.
Shen Yuanqiong hugged the scattered tree trunks and drifted with the waves in the sea. With nothing to live on, no food or water, he couldn't survive this situation for a few days. He opened his eyes and searched desperately. There was nothing but salt water between the sky and the earth. Not even a small fish or shrimp could be seen. Most of his body was submerged in it. In the water, his body temperature was lost little by little, and he felt cold and shivering.
I was dazed, half asleep and half awake. I didn't know how long I had been floating. My hands and feet were so numb that the world seemed to be pressing down, and my eyes were filled with darkness. Shen Yuanqiong suddenly felt that his thigh was hit by something, which hurt his bones. He couldn't help shouting "ouch", loosened his hand, and fell into the sea. The remaining waves hit the broken raft and pushed it far away. Shen Yuanqiong was so frightened that he subconsciously kicked his legs and stepped on the hard rock with his soles. He stuck his head out of the sea and breathed in the fresh air. Awakening from dream.
He is alive, he is not dead.
Looking up, what comes into view is a majestic mountain. The setting sun slowly sinks behind the mountain, and the rays are as bright as a brocade. He listened to the sound of waves washing over the rocks. The tide was rising, seeming to push the mountains into the distance. An inexplicable strength surged into his limbs. Shen Yuanqiong used his hands and feet to wade through the water, groping his way forward, one foot deep and one foot shallow, stumbling and stumbling, rushing to pounce before the tide submerged him. Fell at the foot of the mountain.
There was only the last afterglow of the setting sun, and the sky was getting darker. The evening breeze blew in his face, mixed with a rich fragrance, like a lover's hand, gently caressing his face. Shen Yuanqiong sat down on the ground, shocked, his clothes were wet and uncomfortable, so he simply took off his clothes completely naked, wrung out his clothes and spread them on the rocks, picked up a few stones to hold them down, and let the wind blow little by little. Come on, take a breather and rest for a while.
Looking around, the mountain looks like an overturned alms bowl, standing tall in the roaring waves. The flowers and trees in the mountain are colorful and stretch for hundreds of miles, just like the tapestry produced in Sichuan. The fragrance fills the nostrils and makes people feel drunk. A thought suddenly jumped into my mind, could this... be Luohua Island?
The night opened, and darkness filled the world like a substance. Shen Yuanqiong was sitting on the rocks with his bare buttocks and a hammer hanging. His heart was a little cold, and he felt inexplicably threatened. He didn't care about his clothes, so he hurriedly put them on and beat him several times. sneeze. The thirst in his mouth was unbearable, and his stomach was growling with hunger. He thought about the trees and flowers on the mountain. The flowers were falling and bearing fruit. He might be able to find fruit to quench his thirst and satisfy his hunger. It's just that it's dark all around, so I don't dare to bump around, for fear of missing the mark and getting a bruise and a swollen face. If it hurts my muscles and bones, it's not worth the gain, so it's better to wait patiently for dawn.
Just when I was undecided, by chance, a bright moon rose from behind the mountain, illuminating the road ahead with its clear brilliance. Shen Yuanqiong no longer hesitated, and waded westward through the shallow water. About a few miles away, he saw the mouth of a valley. He was immediately overjoyed, abandoned the water, walked to the shore, and groped his way in. On both sides are towering rocks with green vines, blocking out the sky and the sun. In the middle is a path three to five steps wide, bathed in the moonlight, twisting and turning, with no end in sight.
Walking along the path into the depths of the valley, about a hundred paces later, a piece of vibrant hills suddenly opened up before our eyes. The aroma becomes more and more intense, refreshing and intoxicating. The ground was covered with fallen flowers, which had accumulated an inch thick. The places where they landed were soft and slippery, like stepping on an exotic carpet. Looking around, there are all unknown and exotic trees in the field of vision, with various heights and thicknesses, and various postures. The branches are covered with flowers of various colors, varying in shades, emerging in endlessly. The wind blows, and countless petals fly and spin, as bright and dazzling as butterflies, opening and falling, falling and opening again.
But life was as gorgeous as summer flowers. Shen Yuanqiong's heart was filled with joy, and he indulged in the fragrant sea of flowers. He was so intoxicated and excited that he couldn't help but roar loudly, causing the petals to fall and rustle. There was a sound, like a falling snow.
"What a reckless man! This is the place where gods live, how can you be allowed to make loud noises and shout randomly!"
Although it was a reprimand, there was not much displeasure in it. The voice was sweet and pleasant, with a hint of hoarseness, as if it had been heard in a dream and seemed familiar. Shen Yuanqiong turned his head and looked around, and saw a beautiful girl slowly walking out from behind the tree. She was covered with fallen flowers, like a colorful brocade dress. She was holding a small bamboo basket in her hand, which contained most of the fallen flowers.
Stepping on the moon and burying flowers is such an elegant anecdote! Shen Yuanqiong hurriedly bowed and pretended to be polite, saying that he couldn't help but disturbed the fairy, and he would forgive me.
The girl turned her wonderful eyes on him, frowned and asked, "How did you get here?"
Shen Yuanqiong poured beans into a bamboo tube and briefly talked about the cause and effect. He went to sea to do business, was attacked by pirates, escaped in a small boat, went through many ups and downs, and ended up on the island with his life hanging by a thread... Finally, he mustered up the courage to guess: " The fallen flowers here are colorful and the fragrance of flowers is astonishing. Could it be the legendary Fallen Flower Island? Girl, are you... a fairy who breathes wind and drinks dew, becoming immortal? "
The girl chuckled and said: "This is Luohua Island, yes, but you, a dirty businessman, how lucky do you have to be here?"
Shen Yuanqiong was reborn after the catastrophe and begged hard, saying "fairy" on the left and "fairy" on the right, begging for mercy and acceptance.
The girl pondered for a moment, then suddenly remembered something and said: "Well, I have a first line, but I can't think of a neat second line. If you can match it, stay here, and I will do my best to be a landlord." , I treat you as an honored guest, otherwise, I ask you to leave this place quickly, lest you pollute the fairyland with the smell of copper!"
Shen Yuanqiong's heart beat violently. After suffering all the hardships, he accidentally entered the fairyland and met such a beautiful fairy. If he could stay here forever, what would be the difference between becoming an immortal? Although he had never studied poetry seriously, he decided to gamble his luck and asked the fairy to come up with the question.
The girl said: "Listen carefully, the first couplet is 'Flowers Falling on Luohua Island'..."
