Ke Yan and other people and others stood by the lake side by side. He stared at the lake with his heart and prayed quietly in his heart, full of expectations ...
As time slowly moved, the clear green lake surface gradually became a layer of mist ... The "Shengyun Jingyue Lake" and the distant mountain peaks were hidden.
Everyone was shocked. Ke Yan looked around the lake shore, but it was fine in the weather, the field of vision was wide, and there was no foggy beads. It made her puzzled.
"Among the five of us, there may be a lot of people who have fallen into Sri Lanka.
The teenager Dorje broke the puzzle and silence of everyone.
He looked around the crowd while saying that the last eyes fell on Ke Yan, smiling.
"I don't know if Li Li, whether to stare at this sacred lake, stare at my past and future, my heart is like a holy lake water, and pray for him! May he reborn, abandon evil and good."
Ke Yan stared at the fog on the lake, and said brightly.
"The bitter sea is boundless, the back is the shore."
Gesangram closed his hands, took the words seriously, and then tightly stretched his red lips, looking at the lake on the lake ... A touch of the sun was sprinkled into the mist, and the colorful shadow lingered the water fog like a fairyland, like dreamy.
Kung Fu lived up to hard work. In a hunter with enthusiastic hospitality, they finally got some news of departure---
Three days ago, the Orion had helped a lost boy. He seemed to be sick.
The hunter left him for one night and gave some herbs. The hunter wanted to leave him to raise a disease, but he insisted on leaving. He left his own sword and thanked the hunter for your help.
Later, the Orion told Mingyu that there was also a team of black horses in the black horse team yesterday afternoon, and they also asked the boy's whereabouts.
Ming Yu thought in his heart, "Look at the situation, the people in the demon world have also pursued it."
Uncle Mingyu, Ke Yan, Duojie went out of the hunter's house, Jin Mei fell at the end.
She stepped out a few steps and stopped, turned around to see the hunter, pointed at the faintly visible marks in the grass, and asked casually: "This is the boy's footprint."
For career, hunters will find some trace tracking skills.
After the hunter looked down carefully, Chong Jinmei nodded. He secretly thought about it, "This woman's great eyesight, such a shallow footprint in the grass, she can recognize it at a glance."
Jinmei's all the moves, others did not pay attention, but Mingyu could see a panoramic view.
Following the direction of the hunter's point, everyone quickly entered the grassland of the vast grass.
Mingyu stopped and looked at the grass carefully to determine the tracking position. According to the practice of "tracing tracking", it should be followed by the horseshoe seal of the man in black.
Jin Mei stopped Mingyu and said, "I observe the traces of the grass, and the direction of the horse team in black and the direction of the illegal footprint is inconsistent.
, Strong endurance and cold resistance, and the speed is not very fast. If we leave the footprints, we can find the departure in the horse team. "
Mingyu heard the words, with the technique of "finding traces", carefully inspected the surroundings, raised his head, and shrugged helplessly, "But I can't find a footprint."
Jin Mei smiled and said, "Then you follow me."
The crowd followed Jin Mei and chased more than ten miles in a whole. Mingyu was in the grass and faintly distinguished the false footprints.
As far as he knew, the only person who could decipher the codes of grassland footprints and see the seals and recognize objects "three points into the bones" was the unique skill in the martial arts world outside the Great Wall - "Code Trace".
In the dim dusk, under a ray of sunset, a small stream meanders towards the horizon.
Everyone tracked them to the bank of the creek, and Guili's footprints suddenly disappeared.
There was a patch of fallen grass on the bank of the stream. Jinmei judged that Guili had stayed and rested here, but not for a very long time.
Jinmei sat on the floor with a lonely expression. She was filled with guilt and self-blame for the disappearance of Guili's footprints.
She stood up and took Mingyu's hand, and said full of grievance: "I'm sorry! I let you down."
"Sister Mei, don't worry, you have tried your best. Let's analyze the situation."
Mingyu was searching for the right words to comfort Jinmei, but Keyue spoke first.
"Sister Mei's 'coding trace' of the seal recognition object and uncle's 'tracking' did not find Guili's footprints, so how did he leave this place?" Ke Yue continued.
"Maybe he grew wings and flew away." Gesang Lhamo said playfully with a smile.
Then, he suddenly turned around, pointed at the stream, and said firmly: "He must have walked along the stream, so he couldn't find his footprints."
"Good! Very good! Very good! The analysis is in place." The young Dorje opened his mouth with three likes. The decadent atmosphere suddenly became active.
Facing this team that got together by chance, a deep attachment and trust arose spontaneously in Mingyu's heart.
Looking far into the distance along the stream, one can't help but marvel at this holy land, a paradise on earth, so beautiful that it takes your breath away.
On the green grassland, wild flowers of all shapes and sizes compete to bloom the beauty of life, all over the mountains and plains.
Jinmei stared at a flower for a long time. The flower was bright and fragrant, and the beautiful petals were like eight girls cuddling together.
Jinmei was careful not to disturb her tranquility and beauty - the Gesang flower, which symbolizes love and auspiciousness. She is the spiritual sustenance of the shepherds in the Western Regions in their pursuit of happiness, auspiciousness and beautiful emotions.
"Sister Mei is praying for beautiful love...love."
Gesanglam deliberately played a long note, nimbly dodging Jin Mei's angry feints, but turned his eyes to Mingyu, with a sly smile on his face, and shouted: "Uncle, save me."
Ke Yue and Dorje couldn't help laughing, their joyful laughter startled a group of flying birds.
It's not the end of August, but it's like early winter has arrived in the snow-capped mountains. The endless dense spruce forest exudes eeriness and mystery.
After more than twenty days of tracking, Guili's figure was still nowhere to be found.
Mingyu was secretly anxious, "With Gui Li's kung fu skills, it is absolutely impossible not to leave any traces in the snow. The people must have found Gui Li and returned to the Xuanyun Peak Snow Mountain. The situation is imminent.
Now that we are blindly searching for him, it is better to rush to Xuanyunfeng Snow Mountain Camp to find out."
When Gesang Lhamo learned that everyone was going to attack Xuanyunfeng Snow Mountain, it suddenly touched the heartstring that she had hidden deep in her heart and did not dare to touch.
She misses her sister Rajen so much. The laughter and play they had together when they were young are still vivid in her mind.
I really want to see her again, but I am even more afraid of seeing her. I don’t know what to do?
Gesang Lhamo suddenly flashed a pair of beautiful big eyes and looked at Dorje as if asking for help.
Jinmei, who was in the same situation, also had mixed emotions in her heart and tears streaming down her face.
She stood alone under the spruce tree, hiding in the shadow of the tree. No one could clearly see her expression or what she was thinking.
Mingyu stared at the sky, meditating on the wind, motionless. Like a snow wolf looking up at the stars on a full moon night.
…
That night of the full moon, Guili was awakened and activated by a mysterious force from her coma, and escaped from the bandit camp.
In the night, a thin child kept running... Suddenly, he felt strange to himself, and his consciousness of self-behavior seemed to have become a set program, completely out of his control.
Torn between reality and fantasy, Guili doesn't know which one is her true self.
Only at this moment did he realize that his autonomous consciousness had been invaded, occupied, and controlled by some unknown information carrier.
In other words, all Guili can control is an operation interface with controlled access rights, and the background operation code of this operation interface has already been programmed.
So, who am I? Where do I come from and where do I go? Guili is like a "lone wolf howling at the moon", looking up to the sky and asking! She screams like a lone wolf...
At noon, the sun was blazing, and there was no cloud in the blue sky. He staggered to the bank of a stream in the grassland, and suddenly, an intermittent message of mysterious particle waves came in——
"The same time and space nodes in the three realms have been staggered. The final order is: wait for you to go home, Xuanyunfeng Snow Mountain. The orderer: Pharaoh."
Then, "Whoosh!" In the flash of lightning, everything disappeared. Guili seemed to have just woken up from a dream... Just like the confusion of "Zhuang Zhou's dream of a butterfly", was everything that happened true in the dream, or an illusion in the reality?
His sense of autonomy is getting stronger and stronger, and his sanity is gradually recovering.
"My soul is back home!"
Gui Li couldn't help but be ecstatic and jumped into the winding stream. In an instant, a cold and comfortable feeling spread through every cell in her body.
…
The fast pace through the snow-capped mountains and across the forest sea made Gesang Lhamo suffer a lot.
There was no road at all in the snow-capped mountains. She tried her best to follow the pace, for fear of dragging everyone down.
Dorje was trying his best to help her and keep her body balanced. It was very easy to slip and fall in the snow-capped mountains, which was dangerous.
Mingyu, who was walking ahead to explore the road, deliberately slowed down his pace when he saw this, slowing down the team's progress.
Climbing the snow-capped mountains with strange peaks and mountains was a difficult and dangerous journey for Kelsang Lhamo and Dorje.
Mingyu and Ke Yue's "Breaking Through the Forest" Qinggong, they can jump more than ten feet in one leap. Although Jinmei is inferior by three points, she is as light as a swallow, as if walking on the ground. Mingyu couldn't tell the difference between Jinmei's Qinggong for a moment.
Wulin sect.
Kelsang Lhamo and Dorje endured hardships and crossed the snow-capped mountains step by step. Kelsang Lhamo's face was flushed with sweat, but he was full of smiles.
In fact, Dorje possesses the unique Qinggong skills of the martial arts masters in the Central Plains. It is not difficult to walk through the snow-capped mountains even though it is like walking on flat ground. There is a word called: companionship.
All this is just something Gesan Lhamo doesn’t know about.
The danger still occurred. When Gesang Lhamo walked across the top of the mountain, the sole of his foot slipped. He screamed "Ah!", and his body instantly lost his balance and rolled down the cliff.
In desperation, Dorje swooped down and grabbed Kelsan Lhamo's ankle with his hand. However, the inertia of gravity still dragged the two of them down, and Dorje grabbed a grass root with his other hand...
Seeing this, Jinmei hooked one foot on the rock, fell forward quickly, and pounced on Dorje with both hands, all her movements done in one go and cleanly.
"Catch me."
Before Jinmei finished speaking, the grass roots that Dorje grabbed fell off the ground, and the two of them slid down again at high speed.
Jinmei threw her hands into the air, and due to excessive force, they were inserted into the gravel, and the blood immediately dyed the snow red.
Gesang Lhamo's body was already hanging in mid-air on the edge of the cliff.
"Let go of me, brother." She knew that if she didn't let go, Dorje would be killed.
What is love? It can lead to life and death. Between life and death, the first thing she worries about is Dorje, not herself.
"Don't be afraid...there is...me." Before Dorje finished speaking, the two of them lost control and fell to the bottom of the cliff...