Seeing that the dog was about to climb up without saying a word, An Yu panicked, took a few steps forward and covered the dog's mouth as it screamed excitedly.
"Uh uh...someone is here!"
On the other side, Gao Tou's eyes were also shining, and he hurriedly came to General An: "General, since you have met people from West Lake, why don't you just look at the map and take the waterway?"
As he spoke, he thought for a moment, and a series of chaotic footsteps came towards the edge of the cliff.
Jing Ming poked his head down the cliff: "Junior Sister An, come quickly, there is someone here!"
An Ge came upon hearing the sound, lowered his head, and met the young general from West Lake eye to eye. Both of them were stunned: "Why does this man look so similar to me?"
If you look carefully, An Yu's skin is dark and scorching, while An Ge's skin is creamy and snowy. No ordinary person can see the resemblance. Only when the two met in person did they realize that the facial features of the opposite person seemed to be that of another person. It was strange.
As he stood, he heard Jing Ming ask: "Generals, are you lost on this mountain?"
Gouzi nodded anxiously: "Yes, I almost fell into the sea just now!"
Several West Lake disciples looked at each other without asking any more questions, and just hung a long rope from the edge of the cliff.
At first, the dog, the monkey, and the monkey grabbed the rope and climbed up in a hurry, but after a while, the disciples helped Gao Tou ashore. An Ge pulled the old Gao Tou and said, "Senior, be careful."
The end of the rope was hanging in the air, but General An was clinging to the cliff alone and saw no movement for a long time.
Gao Tou is well-informed and has followed Kong Yuechuan throughout his life. What he said does make some sense. There are so many sects coming to attack the mountain today, why was he only given this bamboo paper map?
Not to mention the usefulness of the two sects, even the little bit of friendship between Jinlan and Jinlan disappeared long ago when the silver arrow hit Qichuan's shoulder.
After thinking for a long time, An Ge waited for something strange, then looked down the cliff again and urged: "General Xiao Hei, come up quickly, everyone is impatient!" Hearing this, An Yu raised his eyes slightly, but still didn't move an inch.
Not moved.
Gou Zi also heard the sound and came closer, lying on the ground: "Good general, go back as soon as possible today, and you can still eat moon cakes in time!"
After being frozen for a moment, An Yu suddenly raised her head and shouted to the top of the cliff: "Thank you for your kindness. Gouzi, Senior Senior, let's meet at the foot of the mountain later today!"
After that, he let go and jumped down into the sea cave on the side wall.
The inside of the cave was dim, and not even a trace of water on the melted wall could be seen. As he groped secretly and kept moving forward, An Yu felt that the terrain was getting lower and lower, the sound of water could be heard under his feet, and the sides of his shoes seemed to be getting quite wet.
Without paying attention, his elbow missed and hit the top of the stone.
"Ouch..." She felt a sudden pain from the numbness in her arm. An Yu covered the bones on her elbow, screamed secretly, and took another step towards the darkness ahead.
This time, there was no ground in front of him. General An stepped on the air and fell down. I don't know when his forehead hit the big stone in the cave. He closed his eyes and fainted. He immediately fainted and lost consciousness.
When An Yu woke up, her eyes felt stinging at first. Then she vaguely regained some consciousness, and then she remembered that she had fallen asleep in a dark sea cave.
A fishy smell of the sea hit my face, the sun was dazzling, and the cave shone like a palace of golden glory.
This cave is located deep in the cracks of the cliff. When the tide is high, the waves cover it, and when the tide falls, it is hidden by the stone cliff. Therefore, unless you are a person who has lived on the mountain for a long time, you have no time to notice it. Due to the tricky angle in the cliff, there happens to be only half a column before high tide every day.
It's fragrant and can have some sunshine.
A faint light shines from the mysterious cave, which is the origin of the word "spiritual lamp".
An Yu only felt more and more surprised at this moment. She dragged her feet back to the high place and walked towards the entrance of the cave step by step. There was a cave outside the cave, but there was no land. The endless water surface was like the reflection of a sunken jade, and it was unknown where upstream it was.
Since his clothes were already wet, the young general just relied on the water to swim forward.
I don’t know how long it took, but under the scorching sun, a fisherman’s boat finally appeared in front of me. An Yu waved hurriedly: “Hey, old man, please help me!”
It was a skinny old man with white hair and beard who was rocking the oar. An Yu got on the boat and asked quickly: "Excuse me, old man, today is August 10th?"
"More than ten?" The old man twirled his beard and laughed, "Today is already twenty!"
On August 20th, I fell asleep in a cliff cave for five days!
"So, you only gave General An of West Lake a map?" Linghu Ziqin said, blowing on the decoction in the bowl.
"Yes." Qingqing leaned on the master's shoulder and nodded, "Brother Yu, believe me, he will naturally descend from Lingdeng Cliff to the sea. It doesn't matter if others meet him or not, but they will definitely go away.
Linshan Road. When the disciples went up the mountain, they dropped rubble into the air and placed a 'Plum Blossom Formation' at the mountain pass. Unless they heard the changes in the tune, they would definitely hit their heads and bleed."
After listening to Qingqing's words, Ziqin remained silent.
"Master..." Qingqing's voice gradually trailed off, "Don't you like this?"
Ziqin shook his head and rubbed Qingqing's head calmly: "You have mastered Grand Master's ability to compose music with stones and Master's plum blossom formation very well."
The master really doesn't like it, Qingqing sighed. Perhaps he should have expected when he set up the formation that the master has lived in seclusion in the mountains and forests and has not liked the disputes in the world for many years. Naturally, he can't get used to these scheming methods. He was relatively speechless, steady but relaxed.
The sound of footsteps came from afar.
Before they could see anyone, they heard a voice from far away: "Qing Qing, you're awake!"
Ziqin couldn't help but smile: "Your uncle is here to see you." Seeing Ziqi jumping like a big child, she stood up and said, "Master went to see Qichuan's injury and take medicine on time."
Qingqing nodded.
Seeing Qingqing about to get up to greet her, Ziqi quickly held her down and couldn't wait to ask: "How does it feel to go down the mountain by yourself for the first time?"
Lowering her head and pouting, Qingqing silently replied: "It's not good at all. I hope I can stay in the mountains for the rest of my life and never go out."
Upon hearing this, the piece of chess made a "cut" sound: "It's worthless - what kind of blow did it receive, and it became like this? The world is full of blood, if you don't get more experience, can you really hide on Lirong Mountain for the rest of your life?"
"
Qingqing pursed her lips as hard as a donkey, but she had to admit in her heart that what her uncle said made sense.
So Zi Qi continued to talk, the corners of his mouth cracked into the shape of a first-year moon, and he giggled: "Your uncle, I have a wonderful idea that will allow you to practice more without leaving the mountain. How about it?"
Qingqing's eyes suddenly lit up: "What can I do!"
"How about you come to Yepingshan and learn how to play chess for a few days?"
"Not very good." Qing Qing pouted again and lowered his body, "I wonder if this is a good idea."
"You really don't want to play chess?"
"Not coming."
Sighing exaggeratedly, Ziqi narrowed his eyes: "I really don't understand why playing the piano is more interesting than playing chess."
"Everyone has his or her own ambitions." Seeing that Uncle Shi had lost interest, Qingqing laughed again, "Uncle Master, go ask Qixue, and Sister Sister will definitely choose to play chess with both hands and feet without saying a word."
Ziqi didn't seem very happy, his eyes were confused and he stared into the distance in a daze.
After a short silence, Ziqi seemed to suddenly remember something, and clapped his hands quickly: "By the way, you haven't seen the Grand Master since you came back to the mountain, right?"
Qing Qing shook his head: "Indeed not. When the disciples can get up, they must kowtow first."
"Don't worry, it's useless anymore..."
No, it’s useless?
Feeling strange and panicked, Qingqing hurriedly asked: "Don't tell me that the disciple came back too late. Is the Grand Master angry?"
"That's not all!" Zi Qi sneered, "You set fires everywhere and hurt people, and you even lost your precious white jade flute twice. It's you who the Grand Master wants to punish."
"Ah!" Qingqing took a deep breath.
"And your master." Zi Qi tilted his head, "It was EMI's rule that Master Linghu couldn't go down the mountain. If your master leaves immediately after being the first to say so, the end may not be any worse than yours!"
Upon hearing this, Qingqing was shocked and was too frightened to say a word.
"But having said that, I guess your uncle is the one who suffers the worst." Zi Qi looked sad, "You left the mountain half a year ago, and the grand uncle said that he would settle the accounts after this matter is over."
"What... account?"
"Yepingshan is not just a bunch of trouble!"
Qingqing sipped the bitter soup medicine in small sips, and when the bowl was full, he suddenly stood up. Unexpectedly, he had just suffered a serious injury, and the old poison had relapsed, so he could not stand up at all.
He staggered and was about to fall down.
Ziqi quickly held him up: "What are you in a hurry for?"
"Go find the Grand Master!"
Ziqi opened his mouth slightly in surprise, with a puzzled expression on his face. Qingqing then explained: "It is better to go to Grand Master to admit your mistake now than to be punished in front of Master."
"Don't go, don't go." Zi Qi quickly waved his hand and pressed Qing Qing to lie down again, "Listen to what Uncle Master has to say. Uncle Master has another great idea that will shock the world and make the gods cry."
Qingqing blinked, an ominous premonition welling up in his heart.
"Let's come to Yeping Mountain to avoid the limelight for a few days! By the time the New Year is over, my uncle will have forgotten all about it!"
……it is as expected.
Qingqing blinked when he saw the light in his uncle's eyes. He didn't dare to refuse, so he was relieved: "I will listen to the master in everything. As long as the master agrees, the disciple will go with the uncle."
"Okay!" Zi Qi squinted his eyes again and grinned, suddenly standing up, "Without further ado, I'm going to check on your senior sister's injuries."
"no."
Ziqin's voice dropped and her face darkened: "Qingqing is so injured that she can't even walk. Do you still want her to run so far away?" Seeing that Ziqi was about to defend himself, Ziqin stopped him and said,
"Also, it was because of Ye Ping's mountain that made Master Uncle so proud. Don't even think about involving Qing Qing in it."
"It's not that exaggerated." Zi Qi curled his lips, "Ye Ping's roasted pigeons are so fat, let Qixue cook two dishes, and there are those jars buried under the trees in the backyard..."
Realizing something was wrong, Ziqi quickly covered his mouth to stop talking.
Ziqin gave him a casual look and shrugged: "I won't argue with you about the Lantern Festival. If you dare to do it again, I will punish you severely before my uncle does."