The vast mountains are shrouded in mist, and under the sunshine, the colorful rays are like fairy lights, reflecting the entire mountain range as if it were illusory.

Among the mountains, a majestic mountain seems to be holding up the sky, majestic and majestic, like an emperor overlooking the world. The endless peaks seem to have thin clouds rolling lightly, and the cranes flying by from time to time add a touch of majesty to this majesty.

Smart and carefree.

This is a paradise.

Above the endless mountains, there is a crystal clear world, made of ice and snow, which is the creation of nature.

In the crystal clear silence, there is a deep blue pool with no waves on the water, like flawless jade. On the edge of an ancient cold stone, the four characters "Shui Ling Yan Chi" are like a natural pattern, which makes people intoxicated.

"Hiccup..." Suddenly a hiccup broke the solemn silence that had lasted for thousands of years. A figure gradually became clear.

This figure should not appear here. It is too disturbing to the scenery. His arrival has destroyed the purity and beauty of this watery Yanchi.

The messy hair, the half-inch long stubble on his face, and the smoky smell of alcohol in the air are all incompatible with this world.

This man, whose age was obscured by his hair and beard, stood quietly by the edge of Shuilingyan Pond.

In the sunken eye sockets, the eyes are chaotic and lifeless, as if they have lost their life. Only when looking at Shuiling Yanchi will there be a trace of sadness, and the vicissitudes of life are desolate.

Looking towards the Shuilingyan Pond, one can seem to see a white Chuchen figure lying peacefully under the clear water.

The man stared at Bai Ying in a daze, then slowly raised the wine bottle in his hand and put it into his mouth. The tears on his face silently flowed down, and went into his mouth together with the wine. It was unclear whether he was drunk or the tears hurt his heart.

Suddenly, there was a sigh in the mountains, but the source could not be found, just like the lamentation of heaven and earth.

"Alas...Jiang Hen, go down the mountain. Your hope is in the world of mortals. I can only help you here." The sound echoed in the mountains, but it did not startle a single bird. It was as if the sound was natural.

sound.

After the decadent Jiang Hen heard his master's words, his eyes gradually shone with a compelling light, and his aura gradually changed. Because he knew that what his mysterious master said would come true.

Just like that, Jiang Hen stood silently on the edge of Shuilingyan Pond, staring at the bottom of the lake.

The next day, the scenery in the mountains remained the same, but Jiang Hen did not appear in the mountains again.

In Yanjing City in winter, the bleak cold wind blows the bald sycamore trees on both sides of the street. Although it is known as the "stove", in January, this nationally famous stove is blown by the cold wind from afar.

I no longer have the anger I had in June.

The shady camphor trees add a touch of vivid green color in winter. On the road shaded by green trees, many young people walk on this campus full of rich scholarly atmosphere. Here is the famous Yenching University.

Within Yanjing University, there is a crystal clear artificial lake "Yanhu", which is covered with a thin layer of ice in the cold and windy winter.

Under a still green camphor tree by the lake, a slightly thin figure stood, staring at the center of the lake, with eyes as deep as the starry sky revealing a little bit of vicissitudes of life.

This person is Jiang Hen who left the mysterious mountain range like a fairyland. It has been almost two years since he left the mountain. Every time he stands by the lake, Jiang Hen will always think of the fairies floating out of the dust in the "Shui Ling Yan Pond"

Beautiful shadow.

Jiang Hen would come here every week and stand by the lake for a while. At this time, Jiang Hen's eyes would always show infinite tenderness.

Although Jiang Hen's appearance is not very handsome, he can only be described as delicate. But if a girl passes by Jiang Hen, she will definitely be attracted by his vicissitudes of life and gentle eyes.

About ten minutes later, Jiang Hen turned around, his eyes calmed down, and left "Yanhu". Winter vacation will be tomorrow, and several roommates have a party today, and Jiang Hen naturally wants to attend.

Jiang Hen left Yanjing University and came to the popular Tianfu Restaurant next to the school, which was the place where today's class gathering was held.

As soon as Jiang Hen arrived at Tianfu Restaurant, a man came out from the door and said boldly and roughly: "Damn, why did you come so slowly? I thought you were hiding in the library all day long and didn't know the way."

"Even if I don't know the road, don't I still have you?" Jiang Hen said with a smile. This person is Jiang Hen's roommate, Song Yue.

After Jiang Hen went down the mountain and entered Yenching University, in addition to taking classes, he read various books in the libraries of nearby major schools in the hope of finding a way to heal his injuries. Although there were no martial arts secrets in these libraries, many of them told stories

Books on life philosophy can give Jiang Hen a lot of inspiration.

It is precisely because of this that Jiang Hen never participates in any activities. The only people in the class who are familiar with Jiang Hen are his roommates.

In the Tianfu Restaurant, because it was the end of the semester, there were many college students gathering for dinner, and the restaurant's business was very prosperous. Jiang Hen followed Song Yue to the reserved box. The other two roommates were already sitting inside.

I saw Jiang Hen come in and said hello. The relationship between the two of them was still very good.

The four of them ordered a few dishes and a few bottles of wine and started drinking. Since it was very close to the school, there was no need to worry about the inconvenience of returning to school after getting drunk. The four of them talked and laughed, eating and drinking happily.

happy.

After three rounds of drinking, they exchanged glasses with each other and laughed happily. Song and Yue were all a little drunk, but Jiang Hen often drank alone in front of the "Shui Ling Yan Pond" during that time in the mountains, so he practiced a thousand cups.

He didn't drink too much, but he was very sober.

At this moment, there was a quarrel outside. Jiang Hen's hearing was much better than ordinary people, and he could hear the conversation outside very clearly. The other people were all drunk and did not pay attention to what was going on outside and continued drinking.

"These students, there are already people in all the boxes. How about you find a seat in the hall and I'll give you a 20% discount on this meal?" The voice of a middle-aged woman spoke, and Jiang Hen knew it.

She is the proprietress of this restaurant, and she is a very enthusiastic person. People who run restaurants and do business will usually calm things down when encountering this kind of thing, and spend some money to calm things down.

"I, what is our brother Hao's identity? How can he sit in the lobby? Go and call the people inside and ask them to give up the box, hiccup..." an obvious

He spoke intermittently with a drunken voice.

"Well, how can this be allowed? You can just have a meal in the lobby, and this meal is my fault." The landlady said in a very embarrassed tone.

"You... think we can't afford a meal. Why don't you ask us to pay for it ourselves?"

As soon as the voice fell, Jiang Hen heard a wave of shaky footsteps approaching his box. Jiang Hen secretly said: "Not good."
Chapter completed!