Waves of stinging pain came from his face and arms. The hot and intense pain made Du Feiyun open his eyes and get up. He rubbed his stinging cheeks with both hands, and then Du Feiyun gradually woke up.
The pores all over his body were stinging. Du Feiyun looked up at the scorching sunlight in the sky, and then saw the boulder beneath him. Only then did he realize that he had fallen asleep lying on the boulder, and had slept until noon.
"Oops, I slept for so long. Today I have to pick one less pound of herbs and earn ten cents less!"
Whether in another prosperous and impetuous world or here, he has been working hard for money and life. It must be said that this is a very tragic thing.
Thinking that he had fallen asleep in a daze, Du Feiyun felt a little guilty. When he turned around to find the basket on his back to collect medicine, he found that there was nothing around him and the basket on his back had disappeared.
"This!" Du Feiyun was stunned on the spot. The scene in his dream gradually emerged in his mind. He remembered that he seemed to have entered a city.
He subconsciously looked in front of him, but he only saw the same scene as usual, the undulating mountains in the distance, the steaming clouds and mist nearby, and the thorns and vines growing around him. There was no city anywhere!
It turns out that all this was just a dream, an illusory daydream!
However, his backpack was really missing, which was really weird.
As he was thinking wildly, Du Feiyun's mind came to mind about legends about gods and ghosts, and he also thought about the strange things that happened to him. Although the sun was shining brightly, Du Feiyun, who had always been bold, felt a little chilly on his back.
"No, I have to change the place to collect herbs tomorrow!" Du Feiyun didn't dare to think about it anymore, and quickly got up and jumped off the boulder, heading down the mountain.
On weekdays, he would go home for dinner at noon. If he did not come home for dinner, his sister would send the food to the mountains. Thinking that his sister Du Wanqing might have been waiting under the scorching sun for a long time, Du Feiyun hurriedly walked towards the Tingfeng Stone Walk halfway up the mountain.
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Following the winding path to the mountainside, Du Feiyun looked at the blue boulder standing on the edge of the cliff from a distance, but found that there was no one under the boulder.
"Did sister not come today?" Du Feiyun speculated in his mind and walked quickly towards Tingfeng Stone. If Du Wanqing did not come, he would have to go down the mountain and go home for dinner.
Arriving at the foot of Tingfeng Stone, Du Feiyun looked around and was about to go down the mountain when his eyes suddenly fell on the crevice of a stone not far in front of him. In the crevice of two huge rocks, some food was sprinkled and two steamed buns were rolled.
It fell aside, with many ants crawling on it. The old black lunch box was broken into several pieces and scattered around.
Seeing this, Du Feiyun's heart skipped a beat, and a bad premonition came to mind. The steaming food indicated that her sister had been here, but she was nowhere to be seen at this moment.
"elder sister!!"
"elder sister!!"
Anxious in his heart, Du Feiyun opened his throat and shouted loudly, looking around eagerly with his eyes. However, he never saw the figure of Pingting, only his shouts echoed in the mountains.
After calling several times but no one answered, Du Feiyun carefully checked the situation around him, while his mind was still analyzing and guessing the reasons.
Seeing traces of trampled grass on a path extending upwards on the edge of the cliff, Du Feiyun's eyes narrowed and he stepped onto the narrow path without thinking.
This winding trail was born on one side of the mountainside. On the left is a steep mountain wall covered with vines, and on the right is an abyss cliff of several hundred feet. White clouds are slowly flowing through it, blocking the scene below the cliff, which makes people wonder.
Can't see clearly.
The entire trail is only more than two feet wide, and is covered with slippery moss and various thorns and vines. In some areas, there are rugged rocks, making it extremely difficult to walk.
Worried about his sister's safety, Du Feiyun ignored the danger and embarked on this untraveled trail without hesitation.
After winding upward for about a hundred feet, Du Feiyun's eyes suddenly fell on a pile of rocks in front of him. Among the gray-brown rocks, a strand of blue linen clothing was particularly conspicuous.
He came closer and picked up the piece of clothing. He held it in his hand and looked at it. He found that it was a piece of coarse linen sleeve, and it seemed to have been scratched by a sharp object. He clearly remembered that when he left home this morning,
I saw that my sister was wearing a blue linen dress.
The uneasiness in his heart worsened. Du Feiyun held the cloth in one hand and hurriedly continued along the path, stepping through a lot of slippery moss, skirting around thick vines, and stepping over abrupt rocks. He just wanted to find his sister as soon as possible.
Du Wanqing.
The gentle mountain breeze blew across his cheeks, and Du Feiyun's ears keenly caught a sharp sound mixed in the wind. His heart tightened suddenly, and he ran forward quickly without wiping the sweat off his face.
After running along the winding path for a while, after turning a corner, what appeared in front of us was a path only more than ten feet long. At this point, the path has reached the end.
However, when Du Feiyun came to this trail and saw clearly the scene at the end, he was instantly furious, and a burst of anger burst out from his chest.
At the end of the path ten feet away in front of him, stood a figure dressed in purple satin and brocade. It was a tall and tall man, with a jade-like face and a jade belt hanging from his waist. It was just that this young man looked like a jade tree.
The cold smile on the man's face made him look very sinister.
The young man, about seventeen or eighteen years old, held a stainless steel sword in one hand. He leaned forward slightly and looked down at the cliff at his feet. The sword in his hand was raised high, ready to chop.
On the edge of the cliff in front of him, there was a pair of white and delicate little hands. The white wrists were covered with bloodstains and the veins were exposed. They were grasping a cluster of vines growing on the edge of the cliff with all their strength.
Although there were many sharp thorns on the vines, and the blood flowed from the pricks on the white and tender hands, the owner of the hands never let go. Because, under her body, there was a bottomless abyss cliff.
The owner of those bloody hands was a young woman of sixteen or seventeen years old, wearing a blue linen gown, with slightly messy black hair, and a pretty face that was so pale that there was no blood at all, full of determination and unyielding.
She bit her lip tightly and stubbornly raised her head to glare at the man in purple on the path, her clear eyes full of anger and a hint of despair.
At this moment, the man in purple with a cold smile spoke. He looked down at the beautiful woman on the edge of the cliff and said with some regret: "Du Wanqing, if this young master likes you, then it's yours."
Blessed, how many girls in Baishi Town have begged to marry into my Qin family and become a young mistress, but they couldn't. I didn't expect that you refused to do so. Since I, Qin Shouyi, won't let others get what I, Qin Shouyi, can't get, so don't blame me today.
This young master is very cruel."
"Haha, there are few people on this White Rock Peak. Even if I kill you, no one will know about it, so just accept your fate!"
After saying this, the man in purple suddenly clenched his sword tightly, and the next moment it struck down the vines at his feet with a sharp sound.
Obviously, under the long sword forged from hundreds of refined steel, the vines as thick as a thumb will not be spared. The same is true of the woman named Du Wanqing who is holding on to the vines.;
