Because of the rain that delayed them for a day, the two set off at five o'clock the next morning, following the sunrise on the horizon.
The route, which was already sparsely populated, was even more deserted after the rain the day before. They walked for a whole day and only saw some tourists when passing by scenic spots.
Most of the tourists were those who had come by car and then hiked along the way; they were clean, refreshed, and full of energy.
Shehe ate fruit the whole way, and Shi Jinzhe told her to slow down, so the two of them began to stroll leisurely. In the evening, they rested two hours away from Jinding.
The area is bustling with tourists, and many people choose to stay overnight here to watch the sunrise. However, there are always people coming and going, so Shekh doesn't sleep well at night.
Fortunately, the dark clouds that had been hanging over the place for three days dispersed, and the Golden Cauldron, which had been hidden in the thick fog, was greeted with a bright sunny day.
Shekh: "Luckily I couldn't sleep last night, so we came out in the middle of the night, otherwise we wouldn't have been able to find a good viewpoint."
Shi Jinzhe: "This means that this is the scenery you will definitely see."
"You're really good with words."
"You must know how to do it with me."
A large crowd gathered, and a gentle breeze swept across the mountaintop.
A thin sliver of red light seemed to emerge from the crack of the horizontally lying door, slowly merging into the grayish-purple background. Then, a diffused beam of golden light pushed open the crack, illuminating people's vision, and the deep blue shadows of the trees became clear as the light extended upwards.
Orange light shone on the swaying leaves, on the distant snow-capped peaks, into the valleys, and also illuminated the statues with their brows lowered.
Sher's profile was bathed in a golden-orange hue, making even his hair appear to be dyed gold.
Shi Jin turned away, his gaze lingering on her face.
If Schech were to bathe in the rising sun in another form, its lustrous scales would surely make the sunlight appear magnificent.
"Look at the sun, look at what I'm doing."
Shekh gazed ahead, still looking towards the snow-capped mountains.
Shi Jinzhe was completely focused, "Watching."
"The sun is over there."
"That's a star."
Shekh tried to move a step to the side, but there were too many people and he couldn't.
Shi Jinzhe lowered his head and started laughing, demonstrating what it means to be a love-struck fool.
After watching the sunrise, Sher returned to the hotel to rest. They would have a vegetarian lunch at noon, and then their mountaineering trip would be over.
Neither of them expected that they would run into Jiang Yi in front of the temple after their meal.
She was squatting in the corner, waving a bottle of mineral water around in her hand, seemingly waiting for someone.
Jiang greeted him listlessly, "Hi, what a coincidence."
Shekh asked, "What are you doing here?"
"I brought people to do the book at night, and the client wanted peace of mind, so he was putting money into the donation box inside."
Aren't you going in?
Jiang frowned and waved his hand, holding a piece of paper covered with strange symbols in his palm.
"I was already feeling breathless just standing in front of the temple, and it was even more oppressive when I got closer to the Buddha statue."
This is the side effect of her skill: she can't summon ghosts in reality, but she still feels chest tightness and shortness of breath when she goes to temples or Taoist monasteries, and in severe cases, she can hardly breathe.
If you want to know which temple is the most effective, just see how much she reacts when she goes in.
Shi Jinzhe asked curiously, "How much does it cost, and I have to accompany you up the mountain?"
Jiang made an eight with his fingers. "This person made an enemy in the dungeon and was designated to enter the supernatural dungeon by someone using a prop, so he asked me to take him. If it weren't for the generous offer, I wouldn't have been willing to come all this way and accompany him up the mountain."
Sheikh: "How much longer are you going to wait?"
"They'll be inside in a while," Jiang said, shielding his eyes from the sun. "Don't you feel anything when you go in?"
Shekh is no ordinary creature either. She can transform into a human and then into a snake with a prop, and she's uncomfortable with that. How can such a powerful snake spirit be okay coming in?
Shekh: "No, I don't feel anything."
Jiang gave a thumbs up, "As soon as I went in, I felt like I was being stared at by that statue wherever I went, like I was being suppressed. Maybe it's because I have too much yin energy. After all, I took in two more in the last dungeon, and they were quite resentful."
She raised her hand to show the paper in her hand, "He's not completely obedient yet. I have to keep an eye on him at all times, otherwise he'll be irresponsible."
Shi Jinzhe: "Is reality also a town?"
Jiang Jin: "Town".
Shi Jinzhe: "That sounds pretty impressive. Can it replace Jiang Yinxue?"
Jiang Yi readily denied it: "No, this can't be rushed. Let's take it slow. Even if we find it, we'll need some time to work things out."
Hearing her say that, Shi Jinzhe didn't ask any more questions. "The buses going down the mountain are full, so let's go first."
Jiang Jin: "See you next time."
Shekh stepped forward: "Be careful lately."
She patted Jiang Ying on the shoulder, taking away the evil spirits and resentment emanating from him.
The first time I met Jiang Yi in the original world, she didn't have this kind of resentment. The ghosts and monsters were well isolated and wouldn't affect the original world.
But now, the monsters that should be sleeping peacefully in the system's inventory seem to be trying to escape.
Jiang Yi said that it's important to suppress resentment, but the system doesn't care that the intention to escape is so obvious.
Shekh called the system again, but still received no response.
They don't care if the dungeon is destroyed, they don't care if items are stolen, is the broken system dead?
She went to get Shi Jinzhe's broken phone, hoping to find some useful information on the forum.
Ten minutes later, Sheikh returned the phone.
I didn't find anything strange, but I saw several discussions where people kept asking if he was a kept man.
So much free time.
Never mind.
She could handle even if there were ghosts or monsters; she'd rather think about what to eat for dinner.
After resting in the city for two days, they went to Huangshan Mountain, climbed it, and stayed in Hongcun for two days.
The scenery is most stunning when the mist drifts in at dawn and dusk, with white walls and green tiles, a scene of elegant ink painting style, very pleasant.
There are just too many people sketching; you can see groups of people painting everywhere you go.
Sheh found it interesting and discussed it with Shi Jinzhe, "I'll draw it for you when we get back tonight."
"...Can you do it?"
"It should be better than Bai Weishuang's graffiti."
Shi Jinzhe suddenly remembered his mysterious old mother's amazing graffiti, the portrait left in the apocalyptic world that remained unforgettable.
The art style is very childlike; anyone with at least an elementary school education could not capture that charm.
"Then you draw it..."
That night, Shi Jinzhe was manipulated like a mannequin.
After fiddling with it for a while, I still had to comply with Sheh's request and kiss her for a bit.
Like a woman's plaything.
But Sheikh was never satisfied with what she did, so in the end she stripped him of his clothes, took off her own sapphire and platinum necklace, and hung it on him.
The design features a snake with its tail hanging down, a small section of the tail dangling loosely without being fastened.
She praised with satisfaction, "I never knew my husband looked so good in such gorgeous jewelry."
Time was running out, and I could only look up at the sky, thinking, "Whatever makes you happy."
She spent two hours just trying to get him to change positions.
"Happy, I like it."
Shekh told him to lie down properly, "Put your hands here, turn your head, relax, don't be so stiff."
Can I ask you a question?
"explain."
Shi Jinzhe turned his gaze to the fingers resting on his forehead, "When I was sleeping during the day, was the movie you watched Titanic?"
"You're so smart."
“…Okay, draw it.”
"Then I'll begin."
Sher held the paintbrush with all five fingers and sat down with his back very straight, showing a very proper posture.
Ten minutes later, she said, "I'm done drawing."
The situation was very unfavorable. Shi Jinzhe calmly accepted reality and looked at the easel she had erected.
...
"Pretty good, seeing through the phenomenon to the essence."
It's very abstract art, and you can see that it's influenced by Bai Weishuang, but it has surpassed its master.
I think so too.
Shekh took a picture with his phone as a memento.
"Go back and frame it to hang at home." Shi Jin broke off the bed, took her picture of a tree wearing a necklace, and then swept away her drawing board with a wave of her hand.
"Take it off and get on."
"Do you want to draw me?"
"Guess, and I'll tell you if you guess right."
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