Chapter 928

This is far from the end. Lu Zhengkang remembers that when he came here last time, there were not so many silk fabrics

Starting from the mountain depression, continue to move forward, turn a corner to the path near the cliff. The mountain wind blows from the right side all the time, and the wind is not small. There used to be a stone road on the path, but now it's a ramp for accumulating ice and snow.

On the wall of the mountain, you can see the valleys between the mountains. There is no trace of the existence of the plain, and you can't see the desert you passed by. The distant wall of the mountain stands, covered with fog, and you can't see the outline clearly. The edge of the mountain is as sharp as a knife. The full moon rises in the concave between the two mountains, which seems to be a jade Bi on the table. The color of snow floats in the cold light. The wind and snow come from obscurity. The moon is colder than the wind and snow. The floating body of Sky Patrol glides slowly through the mountain sky, like a bat ray swimming on a coral reef.

After the sun sets, the sky is overcast, but the reflection of the snow is very bright, and the thin sky on the top of the mountain is so dazzling. Even now they are in the shade, they can still feel that strong sense of existence, incomparable, penetrates the barrier of all materials - the barrier of the infinite universe, linked to their runes. The distant mountains are so close that they just have to move on.

The great inertia of the journey envelops them. The closer the destination and the ending are, the less important the robe is, and the less courageous the past is. Finally, they can put everything down and usher in the end.

The moon is the moon, just as the sun is the sun, it is not a celestial body, but a concrete object of time.

Lu Zhengkang sings loudly to the moon, and the mountains roar loud and clear. Yue stops beside him and looks at the moon in the sky.

It's really good to have a companion together. Lu Zhengkang nods to Yue and sings softly to show that he continues his journey.

Along the path of the mountain wall, they still have time to sing and drum to each other. The two falling stars are close to each other with temperature, just like the collision of two lonely nuclei, two mutually reinforcing waves. Lu Zhengkang doesn't know Yue's story, just as Yue doesn't know his story, their company is short, just like all the falling stars they met before, they are the intersection of two precession lines. On the way to the end, they are as clean as geometry in a mathematical coordinate system.

At the turning point of the mountain wall, they found a rest space, an architectural space similar to the mountain temple, with two layers of structure, one is a heating lamp, and the other is a mural.

The heating lamp had been lit. In the light of the fire, the ice and snow on the red robe melted. Lu Zhengkang felt that the memory of the past was like a flood - like the sudden recovery of the amnesia, like the reflection of the shock - he simply felt that he had died once, but now he was alive again. His voice was loud and clear, and the shining wave spread three feet away, which was more than the dumb voice in the wind and snow. It was already a cry of shock.

Yue also gave out a cry, and the two of them sang foolishly for a long time, just remembered that there was still no exploration on the second floor.

Not surprisingly, there are already people on the second floor. This is the one who lights up the heating lamp. This is a white robed star falling. Sitting in front of the mural, he is indifferent to the two travelers behind him and turns a deaf ear to the scene they just made trouble with.

Yue ran to Bai Pao and sang twice, which was very provocative. However, he just wanted to get a response.

Bai Pao couldn't bear it, so he called a low voice: Yu.

Lu Zhengkang has had enough rest. Now he is determined to finish his journey as soon as possible. The snow mountain area is very dangerous. So many star droppers died here, but there is not even a rune left. He doesn't want to stay here for a long time. He should try his best to inspire himself while he is still sober.

In a word, he thought of Su Xiangli, his school days, her soft limbs, her heat, her breath, her own reflection in her eyes, her voice like soft connective tissue, penetrating into the brain along the eardrum, every vibration was transmitted to his nerve endings, his flesh and skin were shaking, shaking for her, Su Xiangli, his day Geese, whose wings vibrate, are haunting all the time. As she spins on the dark stage, the joints of her muscles pump out fine air, like a large cluster of feathers. I haven't seen you for years It seems that there has never been a moment of separation. Xiangli, your name is not a bad moral, you are my fragrant pear.

Apocalypse, Lu Zhengkang, bears the name of apocalypse. At the beginning, Lu Yuan set foot on the road for a girl, and today's Apocalypse is the same.

Yue finally stopped disturbing the white robed Yu. He ran around Lu Zhengkang twice and sang, which made his companion's deer come back to life.

After leaving the temple, he broke away from the golden red fire and rushed into the white snow. Lu Zhengkang's mind was blown away by the wind.

What name, what girl, what difference, he completely forgot. Warmth is just a dream here.

Keep on going. In front of you is the gate of Jiexue city. The bridge connecting to the gate there has already been cut off. Fortunately, there is a frozen silk cloth for the road.

Walking through the high and narrow gate, on the road leading to chongshengyuan hall, the Sky Patrol wanders here to hunt. Deer and Yue can only try their best to find shelter. On the one hand, they can avoid the strong wind, and on the other hand, they can also hide their tracks under the eyes of the Sky Patrol floating. This is not a problem. Even if the wind and snow are so confused, it is not difficult to keep calm judgment.But the thought is too rigid, deer and Yue head down, covered with snow and mud, like a good meat on the assembly line, stiff forward. Only by singing intermittently can we arouse some consciousness.

The place used to avoid the eyes of the sky survey floating is precisely the corpses of the super Ancient Sky Survey floating. Their rock carved spines are hollow, just like the limbs of a centipede.

Here to hide from the wind, deer and Yue's singing are loud and clear, at least the extreme cold is not so fast to deprive them of their vitality.

But this false warmth is really a fatal dream. Lu and Yue sometimes unconsciously move forward to get out of the hiding place, but their eyes are still wandering.

Fortunately, a companion reminded me.

Lu Zhengkang can't remember how he arrived at Yuanliu mountain alone several times before It was not so cold at that time, but it will only get colder and colder here in the future. Those who have no companions are likely to die. The more they die, the less chance they will find companions.

It's true that when everything is near the end, there are all kinds of bad situations.

The book of Shangyuan is coming to an end, so the number of readers will be greatly reduced. In various ways, subjectively and objectively, the number of readers will be reduced involuntarily.

Lu Zhengkang didn't care to pay attention to these things. He and Yue unconsciously walked out of the hiding place. The eyes of Sky Patrol changed from white to dazzling red. The reflection on the snow was like a cover. If he was drenched with brilliant plasma from his pocket, Lu Zhengkang suddenly revived. The Sky Patrol behind him suddenly pressed him. Lu Zhengkang only had time to put Yue aside Hit open, he was flying by the floating long and broad wings, in the mid air, the tassel behind him inch by inch taut broken, red robe flying like a butterfly.

He felt that he was unrestrained and flew. The flight impacted by the external force was fast and cold. The broken tassels protected his robe. Fortunately, the runes he tried to collect and the strength of the predecessors withstood the impact for him. The tassels were broken, but there was a long spike falling down.

Lu Zhengkang flew over a heavy arch building and fell into the snow. This was the gap between the cliffs. He was lying on the ground.

He forgot to sing, because he forgot his name. The snow on his robe was so thick that it was incredible. Now he was like a breath blowing floating on the snow. He, who he was, he was him. He felt the light of the source mountain in the extremely cold depth, so majestic, so far away, it seemed that he could not get there.

Fortunately, Yue slowly moved over, and he sang one after another. His voice was very low, and the light could not cover his body. Let alone the warm companion lying at his feet, Yue fell down and sang beside Lu Zhengkang, so that the light could cover his rune.

There is no strong wind in the narrow crack between the two cliffs. It is still calm. The sound of joy reverberates. The two runes are close to each other, and the light is like a campfire.

……

Born from the road of mother and fetus, fell into a small coffin.

The bird reporting the good news is the Raven with its rotten eyes.

The red river flowing out of my mother's legs, burying my father's head.

My brother is singing at the bridge, and my sister shakes her feet.

The river water floats to the soul of a deer, floats to the bone of a deer.

Ah Lu, you have never lived. Ah Lu, you will never die.

Lover's lover tears, tears are the snow on the mountain.

The soul of a Lu is floating in the valley.

A deer's bones fly up the hillside.

When will you be born? When will you die.

The sun rises in the east of the East. It's the new moon in the West.

The dead on Yuanliu mountain, the falling stars are countless.

When will you get to the top of the mountain? When will you go.

You are a star when you come, but don't stay when you go.

……

The clear and loud song wakes up Lu Zhengkang.

He straightened up slowly and sat up again.

The one who came was Yu in white robe. He stood silently on one side. On the white body, the shining runes were like the sun.

Lu Zhengkang sang two low songs to express his thanks, while Yu kept silent. He was also covered by the wind and snow. He just didn't care about the past and the loss. He was an outstanding person who really carried the will of falling stars.

The next journey is not complicated. Lu Zhengkang just continued to move forward. Now he can remember his name as Lu, which is very good. It's not clear whether he is moving forward or backward.

At least with Yu's help, they don't worry about freezing. To get around the damaged chongshengyuan hall in front of them, the door of the hall was already closed. With the help of the scattered silk cloth in front of the hall, they walked along the side path of the mountain, crossed a heavy city gate, turned to the left, and there was a cliff on one side. If they fell from there, they had to climb the snow mountain from the beginning. Lu Zhengkang and Yue could not bear the cost.

But the wind here is so strong that even the white robed Yu doesn't mean to fight hard. They hide behind the doorposts and railings, and move forward in the gap of the wind. The strong wind from the broken window lattice of chongshengyuan hall suddenly whitens the two red robed star falling brushes, and the silk fringes behind them are frozen hard, just like the dried fish hanging under the window ridge.The sky was completely overcast.

Darkness is also so bleak, the light of the moon hiding, dare not expose, in the wind and snow in the shadow of indifference hanging.

Three fallen stars, such as three mustard seeds, are no thicker than the snowflakes here.

There was a broken place in the railing. Yue was blown down by the strong wind. Lu Zhengkang didn't want to jump down with him. Fortunately, there was still a platform below, which didn't fall back to the distance completely. With the dead floating spine, they could climb up.

In this way, I finally want to pass through the gate of Jiexue city.

In front of the towering gate, the sky full of thunder clouds is thick and seamless, and all the dead white lightning branches rush past in the lead gray shade, and there is a faint call from the sky.

This is the last obstacle

At the gate of the city, there was a red robed star disk sitting, not moving on.

Bai Pao's Yu quietly turned to leave. He wanted to return to the mountain temple. Lu and Yue could only sing goodbye in a low voice, but they didn't hear each other.

Lu Zhengkang and Yue hesitated for a while, then they quickly got to each other's side and kept singing.

Singing and singing, the two runes are like firestones colliding, but the spark can't be ignited in the snow. The red robe beside the city gate is chopped up by the deep snow and blown away by the wind. His red robes are slowly scattered into pieces of square red cloth, flying, and soon blown away by the air One of the runes left behind is exactly one: Jun.

The rune was integrated into the robes of the two travelers, who warmed up again.

But the road ahead.

In front of you is Yuanliu mountain.

With such thick snow, Lu Zhengkang doubted whether he could cross the mountainside. In the warm heat, he recalled that in the past, he stepped forward step by step, crossed the sea of clouds, avoided the sky patrol and floating, and then came to the mid levels, where it was extremely warm, with countless red silks, clear and warm springs, and

The cold quickly dissipates their memories, and they need to cross the sea of clouds as quickly as possible before the heat is completely dissipated.

As long as you can cross the sea of clouds.

If Lu Zhengkang has eyes, he can shed tears. If he has thoughts, he can shed tears. But why did he cry? It's not funny, it's not moving, it's dead.

The two red robes are staring at the snow side by side. In front of them is a gray snowy day. There are only weeds like tombstones. The snow spots cover the red robes.

Continue singing, strangers, strangers who warm each other, if you can reach the top of Yuanliu mountain, if you can reincarnate and leave, maybe you can really get to know each other.

I can't hear my own singing.

Yue stops at one side and falls down slowly. Lu Zhengkang wants to wake him up, but he also falls down.

It's over. The wind and snow are so big. The source mountain is so big that there is no room for two sages. It's over.

……

A deer is a star, flying over the snowy sky.

The crow in the cloud should not shout. A Lu's body is a brilliant light.

Red robe, red robe, white robe in the shining light.

……

The destination is waiting for every traveler.

The inertia of history will not make travelers fall before their destination. The ancient white robed elders watched the later generations.

Lu Zhengkang stares at his tombstone. He looks up, clouds rolling, and his eyes are like the sky drain. The glow of yuanliushan is in the world behind the clouds.

His Rune burned violently, and his red robe was dyed white by the burst of light.

As Lu Zhengkang's all, his all, is by no means meaningless. The white tassel is like the tail of a comet. He rises into the sky and rushes into the deep vortex of the clouds. The sky survey floats around him like a whale shark. Lu Zhengkang avoids killing and lightning, but he is faster and faster.

There is light at the end of the front, there is endless light! The light of Yuanliu mountain!

He rushed into the light, through a thin barrier, like breaking the water, everything was bathed in warmth.

If, he will shed tears, then he will certainly shed tears.

Behind the clouds is the clear sea. The chasing Sky Patrol is bathed in light and turns into a cloth red whale.

Yuanliu mountain is ahead. It's ahead. To end, is about to end, Lu Zhengkang flying high, through a heavy gatehouse through the sky of red silk. The sky is blue, the wind is warm, he looked around, a figure rushed out of the sea of clouds, issued a huge loud song: Yue!

Lu Zhengkang's response: Deer!

Bathed in their light, the cloth creatures sang fiercely, the mountains and deserts echoed, echoed their voices, reflected their light.

One by one, one by one, hundreds of thousands of falling stars rush out of the sea of clouds, they sing, they sing!

Lu Zhengkang looked at the top of the mountain, and the edge of the stream burst out infinite bright runes, which led him and every one who fell.

They go up to the top of the mountain and fall on the cliff. At the end of the gap in front of them is the edge flow and the destination.

The snow on the top of the mountain is gentle and clean.They are the star droppers, mixed with red and white robes, crowding and singing.

Looking at the end of Yuanliu mountain, they move forward, one by one. Their song seems to chirp before such a grand road. One by one, one by one, across the narrow mountain gap In front is light, endless light, they sing, the sound has disappeared, the rune is also thin, the existence is also thin, into the light, into the infinite, into the edge.

A journey is over.

Suddenly, behind the Yuanliu mountain, a meteor flew out, across the sky, fluffy and beautiful comet tail, so bright.

Trance is the shape of deer.