Chapter 462 The Mountaintop Collapsed
The valley is shrouded in mist all year round, with dew dripping from flower petals and moss dotting the rocks, exuding vitality and mystery everywhere.
A small wooden house was built on the only patch of grass where sunlight briefly shone.
On the wooden bed in the room, a woman was lying quietly, seemingly soundly asleep.
His expression was relaxed, his eyebrows and eyes were lifelike, and his black hair was spread out, as if he would open his eyes in the next second.
"Ning'er, we only picked these small yellow flowers. I don't know where the red and purple ones by the spring are anymore. We can't find a single one."
A man wearing only a pair of leggings and with his upper body naked walked in barefoot.
Her hair was dripping with wetness, she was holding a flower in her left hand and a big black fish in her right hand.
In this deserted valley, he also liberated his nature and lived the life of a countryman.
Put the flowers in a clay pot and place it on the bedside.
He leaned over the bed and examined the woman's complexion.
Nothing has changed.
When he was in the capital, he went to the secret room of the imperial palace and took the legendary treasure of the palace, the Pearl of Rejuvenation.
I heard that this can preserve the body for two months without decaying.
On the way to Dongshan, he walked a little slowly. He took a detour to take Sang Ning to see the famous mountains and rivers, and taste some local famous snacks.
Half a month has passed since we arrived in this valley.
He thought of staying here with Sang Ning for a while, and when she could no longer bear it, they would burn to death together.
The Rejuvenating Pearl hung on Sang Ning's chest, making her feel cold.
Huo Changan felt very uncomfortable.
"I'm sorry, Ning'er. I'm selfish. I let you suffer this freezing pain after death, but I really want you to accompany me for a while..."
He began to feed Sang Ning the spiritual spring water with a small spoon.
He wiped it off when it flowed out of his mouth and fed him again.
Until Sanning's mouth became moist.
"You sleep well. I'll go to the woods and see if there are any other rare treasures."
Huo Changan had an unrealistic fantasy in his mind. Would he come across some miraculous medicine that could bring the dead back to life?
He closed the door before leaving to prevent birds or mice from running in.
As soon as the figure disappeared, a white elf-like figure appeared.
“Yo yo…”
“Yo yo…”
“Yo yo…”
With an ignorant look and noble steps, the white deer looked at the small wooden house standing on the grass, and its cry changed from cheerful to hesitant.
Too weak.
It doesn't feel very clear.
Is Xiao Cui'er back?
“Yo yo…”
“Yo yo…”
Bai Lu finally broke the door open.
It walked to the bedside and called out many times in succession.
Finally, I realized that Xiao Cui'er would not wake up.
Just like many, many years ago.
It lay beside the bed, with crystal tears flowing from its big, clear eyes.
The cry is sad.
After a while, the clear eyes suddenly shone with brilliance.
The white deer climbed up.
It remembered.
It's no longer Xiaobai.
It is Bai Lao.
It has lived here for many, many, many years.
Over the years, it has grown horns.
Its horns are amazing.
The white deer arched its body, as if gathering strength.
A pair of golden antlers slowly emerged from its head, like tree branches. They were not very big, but delicate, beautiful, and sacred, like a natural crown.
Then the white deer leaped up and crashed into the ground.
…
The two antlers were broken at the root, stained with red blood, and were held in Sang Ning's mouth.
The deer antlers suddenly burst into golden light, but quickly dissipated, and the golden light disappeared into Sang Ning's mouth.
The branches became dry, lost all their luster, and broke at every joint.
The white deer fell to the ground weakly, as if it had exhausted all its strength.
There was a rumbling sound of thunder in the distant sky.
This sound came again.
It comes every many years, and it has no idea how many times it has happened.
So annoying.
…
The rumbling thunder came quickly and gathered above the head in an instant.
The top of the mountain seemed to have been hit by a huge bombardment, with rocks bursting and collapsing, as if an earthquake had occurred or a volcano had erupted.
Dark clouds covered the sky and the whole world fell into darkness.
The mountain beneath my feet was shaking and animals were fleeing in panic.
It seemed as if a mysterious force enveloped the entire Dongshan, making it depressing and terrifying.
Huo Changan, who was in the forest, fell again and again and couldn't stand steadily.
He remembered the thunder tribulation in his previous life, which seemed to be such a violent thunder.
But this time, it was a hundred times more serious, a thousand times more terrifying!
It seems like it is going to destroy the entire mountain!
"Ning'er!"
"Ning'er!"
It was pitch black all around, and he tried desperately to rush out, but was blocked by the trees that kept falling.
Everyone within a hundred miles of Dongshan felt the earthquake, along with the huge and rough lightning and thunder.
Many people hugged the stone statue of Dongshan God in their homes and prayed silently that this divine punishment would pass quickly.
This phenomenon lasted for a full quarter of an hour.
The clouds cleared and the thunder disappeared, the sky was clear and the sun was shining.
It was as if the vision had never happened.
Even the people living at the foot of the mountain were not harmed at all.
However, they were shocked to find that Dongshan’s white hat was gone and had become shorter, losing nearly one-third of its height!
At this moment, in a cave somewhere in Dongshan, Sang Ning suddenly opened his eyes.
"Fire! Run! It's on fire! The earth is on fire!"
The sky is full of fire, coming from the sky.
All the animals were running.
There were many strange-looking animals that we didn’t recognize, and those that ran slowly were burned to death in the fire.
The earth was shaking and the sea was receding rapidly.
There are fewer and fewer animals.
Suddenly, changes occurred under my feet. The ground slowly arched up, getting higher and higher, and finally became a mountain.
There were fires everywhere in the mountains, and the animals were forced to flee in panic.
Suddenly a huge white deer appeared.
No, it’s a white deer, but it doesn’t look like a white deer.
It has four horns on its head and its body is glowing white, like a mythical beast in mythology.
The white deer glanced over here.
That glance was filled with reluctance, helplessness, and thousands of words.
That's her mother!
The huge white deer seemed to say its final goodbye and then ran towards the top of the mountain.
"Mother...Mother...yoyo..."
Soon, snow began to fall from the sky, and water flowed down from the top of the mountain, one stream after another, extinguishing the flames on the entire mountain.
Her mother has some magical powers.
Can control water.
People called her: Fuzhu.
“Yo yo…”
She called from day to night, and from night to day.
But my mother never came down from the top of the mountain again.
She couldn't get to the top of the mountain because it was too cold.
So she found a place in the valley, curled up and fell asleep.
When I opened my eyes again, the barren and desolate mountains were now covered with trees, birdsong and flowers.
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