The shadow of the woman in the heart of the stone becomes half sideways because of this side, and half of the slim figure appears, with a wonderful ups and downs on the front chest.
Gu Nanyi was embracing her shoulders, the shadow moved, and the reflection of his fingertips on Shi Xin suddenly landed on the highest point of the ups and downs, gently flipping—
Gu Nanyi withdrew his hands like a fire.
Lost his voice: "Lotus..."
As soon as the words came out, his face was already red.
Feng Zhiwei turned her head in astonishment, "Lotus?" She looked left and right, "Where did you get the lotus?"
Young Master Gu: "..."
Feng Zhiwei was also absent-minded, and suddenly squatted down in an unpleasant way.
Gu Nanyi lowered his head a little angrily, and saw Feng Zhiwei squatting down, looking at the bottom of the lake.
"This is an artificial lake." She said suddenly, pointing to the bottom of the lake, and said, "It's not fine sand, but a flat boulder. It was built later."
Immediately she straightened up, looked around, and said: "It's extremely cold here, ordinary people can't come here, and there are no secret passages around, only the stone heart is special, but it doesn't look like any altar, I feel..." She smiled, and she said in disbelief, "I feel like this is a certain couple who like the scenery here, so they built mountains and lakes to create a secret scenic spot for themselves. To play together."
After I finished speaking, I shook my head, thinking that for two people to enjoy the scenery, such a big expense, and the site was chosen in such a place, these two people must have the ability to overwhelm the country, and they must also have a chic and leisurely temperament, but Who in a high position can have such a sense of freedom
Gu Nanyi listened indifferently. He didn't care about where this place was or who the owner was. He just thought that the scenery was so beautiful and she was by his side. Why did he stand there and say such irrelevant things? Here, right now, he should be the one holding her in his arms, sitting down slowly, pointing and smiling at the scenery of the lake and mountains.
And so he did.
He embraced Feng Zhiwei's shoulders, and gently pulled her to sit back. There was a square stone like a backrest behind her. Feng Zhiwei couldn't prevent him from suddenly pulling her down, leaned over, and sat down. , but his back hit the rock hard.
Immediately after hearing a chugging sound, it came from the center of the lake!
The two went through countless winds and waves hand in hand, and when they heard the sound, they knew that the mechanism had been disturbed, and they had a conditioned reflex for a moment - they rushed towards each other at the same time.
"boom."
Their foreheads collided heavily.
"Ouch!" Feng Zhiwei bumped into stars in front of her eyes, but she didn't forget to reach out and push Gu Nanyi desperately under her body.
She tried to press down, but she couldn't lift her shoulders. Gu Nanyi had already held her shoulders first, and he was also desperately pushing her into his arms.
For a moment, the two people in front of Shanshi formed a weird posture—hugging each other tightly, each trying to overwhelm the other.
After pressing for a while, both of them felt that something was wrong, why there was no news of hidden weapons, the two slowly raised their heads with their arms crossed, and there was another "ah" in unison.
In the lake where there was nothing at first, pure golden lotus flowers suddenly rose up, one at a distance of one zhang, extending to the heart of the jade stone on the opposite bank.
The blue waves are rippling, and lotuses grow every step of the way.
Green Lake, Golden Lotus, Jade Bi, Stone Heart, Huaguang and the brilliance of ice and snow are intertwined, rising like Penglai.
Feng Zhiwei even forgot to marvel, she just muttered: "The handwriting of the country..."
Gu Nanyi has already led her to jump onto the lotus.
His celestial blue clothes and her white clothes as clean as wings are fluttering in the wind, flying across the waves, step by step lotus, the clear water on all sides is like mirrors, like the Milky Way hanging upside down, people are dancing like void, walking on the clouds.
The water of Shenchi, which has been as quiet as ever for hundreds of years, reflects the figures of flying immortals of men and women in plain clothes.
The head-on wind blew her long hair, Feng Zhiwei closed her eyes lightly, a shadow suddenly flashed across her mind in a daze, hundreds of years ago, there were also people who flew over hand in hand like this, and sprinkled a piece of snow on the lake like a jade mirror. Silver bells of laughter.
When I opened my eyes again, I was already in front of the heart of the jade disc, only to find that the jade disc was surprisingly large, and behind the hollowed-out heart shape, the ice and snow mountain wall was vaguely carved into the shape of a portal, but it was not opened at all. The place.
Everything here is neat and tidy, but there is a mess not far behind the jade wall. There are scratches on the ground, like traces of a person struggling. At the end of the traces, there are piles of gravel, ice and snow. Zhiwei went over suspiciously, and pushed aside the pile of rubble.
She suddenly froze.
Behind the pile of rubble was a mummy. The mummy looked like an old man. It was well preserved, and even the expression on his face was lifelike.
But it wasn't this that Feng Zhiwei was surprised.
At the foot of the mummy, there was a small corpse that had shrunk to the size of a man's palm. It turned out to be a baby.
The air here is cold, the ground is full of ice and snow, the bodies of both large and small are not decomposed, you can vaguely see the regretful expression on the man's face, and the child's small mouth, which seems to be still crying until he died.
Feng Zhiwei stared straight at the two strange corpses, a chill suddenly surged in his heart, this place is so inaccessible to the peak of the peak, it would not be surprising if a hunter with strong martial arts strayed in and died here by mistake, but such an old man and a young man , it is by no means a coincidence.
What was even more surprising was that the bundle that wrapped the child hadn't rotted either, a bright yellow corner was revealed in the ice and snow, Feng Zhiwei squatted down and turned over, the bright yellow brocade was embroidered with a five-clawed golden dragon.
With her fingers stuck there, she felt a chill in her heart.
Gu Nanyi was also looking at the two corpses, and suddenly moved the rocks on the ground with his feet.
Under the chaotic rocks, a piece of handwriting was exposed, which was obviously written by the old man with his fingers. It was obvious that the old man had run out of fuel when he wrote these words. Almost unrecognizable.
"In the thirteenth year of the last emperor, on a rainy night, the old man came with a book of alchemy and entrusted him with this son, so he promised to abandon the valley and go to the Snow Mountain Dilu Cave. Halfway through, the breath of this son gradually faded. I ran around day and night and ended up being hopeless, what a pity! Suddenly I felt that my breath was not smooth, and I didn't know when the poison had entered my body..."
The handwriting of this paragraph is quite clear, but the writing behind it is blurred, and it can be vaguely seen that it is describing what happened on a rainy night.