The night came again, and the mountain breeze started again.
If someone strays into this place at this moment, not to mention frightening, but they will definitely be at a loss.
This is the meaning of the world's inhumanity, and the dog has this meaning. Compared with the world, people are still too small. If you don't enter here, you will know the majestic and weirdness of the world.
At this time, Shang Zhen and Xiaomao were asleep in the cave that was as dark as the outside.
The world always regards seeing as believing, and I don't believe what I can't see.
The two are in the same room, this person dreams, but the other person disappears. The other person dreamed, and this person also disappeared. Dreams cannot be seen with the naked eye, then dreams do not exist
The same is true for one person and one beast in the cave at this time.
The little milk cat still snored, and its snoring seemed so insignificant in the noisy and weird wind.
No one can break into its dream of a little lynx. Maybe it dreamed that it was breastfeeding in its mother's arms at this time, but who knew.
And after Shang Zhen experienced a whole day of anticipation, as soon as it got dark, he would sit, enter, leave, and go to sleep. What can he dream of this time
Will the Jiuxiang he was looking forward to tonight come in a dream again? What kind of story will happen between him and Jiuxiang that make him so unforgettable, he can still remember it in a dream in this life
The mountain breeze is still whistling outside the mountain with an overwhelming momentum.
And the wind poured into those large and small holes and passed through the passages in the mountain where the mountain god would not be able to figure out the number of paths.
Some voices are as sharp as the devil and some are sobbing like weeping. This is the norm here.
But I don't know when the voice made a change that had never been seen before, and there was a clanging sound.
At first the sound was like a blacksmith hammering an anvil, but soon the blacksmith became ten hundreds, and the percussive sound became uncountable.
In this knocking sound, the little milk cat suddenly woke up.
It felt bad with its animal instincts, and it immediately uttered the hoarse sound of "oh oh oh" that lynx would only make when they met jackals.
But its voice is so weak compared to the louder and weird voice in the mountains, it is directly obscured!
The little milk cat got more and more hasty.
It suddenly jumped forward, and in the dark, only wild animals like it can accurately find the business shocks that are not disturbed by sound in their sleep.
The sharp teeth of the little milk cat bit on Shang Zhen's arm, and the sudden pain finally awakened Shang Zhen.
In the darkness, Shang Zhen opened his eyes in astonishment, and he was still immersed in his dream.
But the little milk cat bit him so painfully.
That pain eventually pulled Shang Zhen from his dreams back to reality.
What filled Shang's ears was not the wind he was accustomed to.
No matter how the sound of the wind changes, it will never sound like a blacksmith's hammer. Who has ever seen the sound of the wind clanging
At this time, Shang Zhen felt that fine stone chips hit him!
Damn! not good! Shang Zhen finally jumped up. He instinctively wanted to run out of the mountain, but he did not forget to stretch out his hand on the ground and touch his own knife before groping and ran out of the mountain.
"Boom, rumbling", there was a huge sound coming from the depths of the mountain, Shang Zhen felt his feet trembling, and the stone wall he was holding trembling!
What is it that the stone wall is trembling? That is the mountain trembling!
Shang Zhen stumbled and ran out. After a while, he finally rushed out of the cave where he was hiding.
The sky can shine into this cave every morning, and this cave is naturally on the edge of the mountain.
The reason why Shang Zhen didn't enter the deep part of the mountain was not because he was afraid, but because of two reasons.
One, he hurt his ankle at that time, and he was really lazy dragging the dead jackals into it.
Second, the mountains are all black during the day, and the deep and winding roads in the mountains are like a maze. He is afraid that if he goes deeper, he will be lost in the belly of the mountain!
The sound of the wind in his ears has changed, the wind is already strong, and Shang Zhen knows that he has rushed out of the mountain.
But he still didn't dare to stay. The shaking of the mountain just now was definitely not an illusion, it wasn't that the mountain was about to collapse!
So he still stumbled forward along the wind.
Fortunately, these days when the wind stopped, he always went out to collect firewood, even in the dark, but he also knew the approximate terrain.
Although I stumbled a few times, Shang Zhen finally got farther and farther away from the mountain.
The mountains were shaking, and Shang Zhenzong knew that no matter how courageous he was, he knew that he was just a small dog in the world, so he should stay away!
Damn! not good!
At this time, Shang Zhen remembered that he was only thinking about taking out the full moon scimitar, but the jackal meat in the cave didn't take a piece of it by himself!
Shang Zhen wanted to go back to get it, but he still didn't dare to go, so he could only go with the wind, and take one step at a time!
But in the sound of the howling wind, Shang Zhen has been staggering to the big rock where he once fought the jackal.
"Little milk cat!" In the darkness, Shang Zhen just shouted and closed his mouth.
After all, he is not the little milk cat. He only shouted this one and knew that if the wind was too loud, he would yell for nothing. If you want to come to the little milk cat, you should be able to keep up with him.
But at this moment, Shang Zhen heard a loud "bang" loud noise behind him!
The rumbling was so loud that the whistling wind has been concealed at this moment!
Shang Zhen was stunned in the darkness, he felt the trembling of the earth, but then he touched the stone wall and walked around behind the big rock.
Shang Zhen's choice was so wise, he felt a fine stone chip hitting his back before he completely walked around.
pain!
This kind of pain is no less than the first night he drank the spring water for the first time!
Shang Zhen was horrified, and after taking a few steps, he finally hid his body behind the boulder.
And at this moment, it was as if dozens of blacksmiths who were whipping the big stone had come out of the mountain, and there was already a clanging sound in the world.
The mountain collapsed! Shang Zhen sighed.
The rumbling response should be that the mountain has collapsed. The mountain is falling and the wind is fierce. Naturally, "Tiewei Mountain roars in the wind at night, and the rivers and stones are everywhere"!
Shang Zhen was sighing, suddenly he felt his head sink, but something was falling on top of his head.
Shang Zhen was shocked, and he thought I was hiding behind the big rock, so why did I still have a rock hitting my head
But then he felt that the thing that fell touched the top of his head and it wasn't hard, and it just hit him and fell.
When he was puzzled, he felt that there was something more in his arms, but the tentacles were soft and slippery.
Shang Zhen instantaneously reached out and hugged him, but complained: "You want to scare me to death, you are a little joke!"
It turned out that it was the little milk cat who had just fallen from the boulder.
The little milk cat must have jumped onto the boulder just now.
As soon as the mountain fell and the wind blew, gravel flew, but the little milk cat jumped onto Shang Zhen's head in order to hide from the stone!
All creatures have their own ways of survival, and don't know when they can see things in the night like a little milk cat.
Shang Zhen sighed with emotion and hugged the little milk cat and squatted down behind the big stone, and there were endless clanging sounds around him!
Shang Zhen was grateful that he had escaped in the end, and gradually no longer thought about what would happen to dawn.
Even if God is not starving, he must have a way to survive.
When the mountain collapse was left behind, Shang Zhen was already calm, but then he sighed.
The mountain collapsed, and the mountain collapsed disturbed my dreams. I was afraid that the spring water would never be drunk anymore.
But in tonight’s dream, Jiuxiang died...