latelenovela Chapter 160 Junshan
Chapter 160 Junshan
In the moonlit night.
The black-sailed boat came ashore with a sound.
The boatman tied the rope to the wooden stake.
With the help of sporadic moonlight, the group finally set foot on the pier of Junshan Island.
The female warrior who was on the same boat with Chu Yan looked pale, as if she was frightened by the wind and waves just now. She became even more taciturn this time.
Song Chi, who was traveling with her, comforted her softly, his eyes full of tenderness.
After landing on the island, the group walked for about another quarter of an hour.
My vision suddenly became clear.
Under the lush mountains, low houses are dotted together, and the pearl curtains in front of the houses move slightly in the evening breeze, making crisp sounds.
In midsummer, the bamboos are dense and lush, and the moonlight is divided into swaying shadows by the bamboo leaves. On the bamboo forest plank road, there are countless rare and precious plants with unique fragrance.
Look up from here.
I only felt that the seventy-two mountains, big and small, stretched out endlessly.
Junshan is the Dongting Mountain recorded by the ancients.
"Shi Yi Ji" says that Dongting Mountain floats on the water, and there are hundreds of golden halls below, where jade maidens live. The sound of metal, stone, silk and bamboo can be heard all year round, reaching the top of the mountain. A mountain man went to Dongting Mountain to collect herbs and never returned. It has been three hundred years now.
Chu Yan and the female warrior were both surprised.
This place is truly worthy of being called a paradise.
Someone had been waiting for a long time in front of the bamboo house where the few people were staying.
She was a gentle and smiling woman, about forty years old, with rosy cheeks and a bright smile.
"It's Ling Ge'er and Chi Ge'er who are back with their distinguished guests. Come in first. The lake water is cold, and the island is not as cold as the outside. Even if you have had dinner before, you still need to eat something to warm up your body. I don't know what the two girls like, so I made rice dumplings with fermented glutinous rice and whitebait rice porridge, you can all try them."
Song Chi also smiled: "Aunt He, I'm back."
Chu Yan fell into the shadows.
While no one is paying attention.
He kicked Song Ling's calf mercilessly.
Song Ling, who was swallowing, straightened his back and said, "Aunt, I'm back too!!"
Aunt He's curved eyebrows make her look even more loving.
There are several bamboo houses here.
There was a lazy little flower dog lying on the ground, and it just wagged its tail when it saw people coming. There was a sound coming from the chicken coop in the distance, and the chickens and dogs could hear each other in the moonlight and bamboo shadows. Even the variety shows on TV that return to the countryside may not be as cozy as this place.
There are enough vacant bamboo houses.
Two men and two women, each in one room.
On the bed, the bedding was dried in the sun and was clean and soft, and the mat was woven with clever patterns.
Aunt He treated a few people to a midnight snack.
During the conversation, Chu Yan learned that the female warrior traveling with him was called Ji He, 20 years old, shy and timid, not talkative, but very well-educated. When Aunt He served the soup, she stood up in a hurry and thanked her repeatedly.
The night was dark.
Aunt He looked at the two Song family members with a reproachful expression.
Song Chi immediately understood what he meant: "You still want to have a private conversation with the two girls. We are just getting in the way if we stay here. Let's go now!"
Aunt He closed the door.
He chatted a few more words about family matters, looking at the two with some nostalgia: "Seeing you reminds me of when I was young, when I first came to the island and lived here. Then I married into the Song family, and twenty years have passed in a flash. I don't even know what the outside world is like now."
Chu Yan: "Have you never been out?"
Aunt He sighed, "You can only leave the island after you have reached the innate level. As for me, I'm afraid I'll have to wait a few more years. Besides, I have little affinity with the outside world. I suffered a lot when I was a child. It was not until I met my husband that I finally got my blessing in this life. If I really had to choose, I would also like to stay here forever."
Chu Yan's eyes moved slightly.
Maybe it's the soothing atmosphere.
The female warrior Ji He also blushed and asked a question: "Only those who are born with a natural talent can leave the island? But my talent is low, and I may not be able to reach the level of a natural talent in this lifetime."
Aunt He smiled and said, "Why, you're worried before you even get married? Rules are dead, but people are alive. If you really want to go out and play, why can't you let Song Chi take you out? Every newly married girl always cries about going to the city to play, but they get bored after a few days. On the island, you can make progress much faster than outside. We are all warriors, so who wants to go out?"
Chilled fermented glutinous rice dumplings are served in a white porcelain bowl.
The whitebait rice porridge is salty, fresh and delicious, and you can swallow your tongue after taking one bite.
There was no cell phone signal on the island, but it was night time and people were already drowsy, and with the fragrance of the garden and the night breeze blowing, for a moment, Chu Yan felt a peace of mind. At this moment, he was in the right mood, like a god with nothing to worry about.
Aunt He knew that they were tired, so she stood up and started to collect the bowls.
Chu Yan stood up: "I'll help you."
She reached out and took the soup bowl from Aunt He, her knuckles accidentally brushing against her palm.
【A female warrior in the late stage of acquired martial arts. 】
In Chu Yan’s mind.
The sleepy system was startled: [Wha, what. ]
Chu Yan: [The calluses are all over the inside of the palm, the thumb, the base of the thumb, and the last knuckle of the index, middle, and ring fingers.]
She lowered her eyes, hiding the bright light behind her lenses:
【Mr. Song practices swordplay.】
[For martial artists, when holding the hilt of a sword, the force point is the base of the thumb, the first joint of the index finger and the middle finger. The sword cocoons of Songyang and Songling are both in this position.]
[But her calluses are completely misplaced——]
[These are not a pair of hands for sword practice at all.]
The system was surprised: [What is that? Did she learn some special weapon? ]
Chu Yan shook his head.
[It's just frequent grasping and rubbing in various trivial matters. ]
[Turning a pair of hands used for martial arts practice into a pair of hands used for housework and serving others. 】
The system was in uproar.
Most of them are confused.
The happiness in Aunt He's eyes was not fake. Whenever she mentioned "husband", she would blush slightly, as if they were still newlyweds. It seemed that she was probably in love. But what kind of love brain would she have to put down her sword and be willing to work hard for the Song family for twenty years, and never leave Dongting? !
Several people cleared the table.
Before leaving, Aunt He warned, "The night wind on the island is cold. Don't go out after midnight, and don't go to the back path, so as not to disturb the Dragon King. Don't take it seriously. There are countless legends about monsters in Dongting Lake. From now on, every morning, you'd better follow me to offer a cup of tea and burn a stick of incense to the Dragon King. When the Dragon King nods one day, you can move around freely."
Chu Yan raised his eyes: "Did Lord Dragon nod?"
When Aunt He said this, she lowered her eyes solemnly, clasped her hands together, and had a pious, yet somewhat strange expression:
"You will know later."
Approaching 23 o'clock.
Ji He was left in this bamboo house.
Aunt He sent Chu Yan to the room next door.
Chu Yan picked up the little flower dog sleeping on the ground and stuffed it with a few grains of dog food.
When I lay down on the clean and warm bed, I realized that a day had passed.
Come to think of it, this seemed to be her first time leaving S City.
Junshan Island is full of surprises. It seems peaceful and harmonious, but it also exudes an indescribable sense of strangeness.
No.
Chu Yan raised his eyebrows.
This island——
It is not an exaggeration to call it a strange and weird island.
There wasn’t even a charging socket in the bamboo house. Chu Yan looked at the 26% battery level and threw his phone aside.
[System, hand over the TV series you cached offline. ]
The system suddenly felt that it was being reused.
Cultivate the unity for a thousand days and use it in one moment!
It happily took out the urban idol drama it had been following recently. This was the first time it watched a drama with its host. It was so sweet!
System: [Woo woo woo, that vicious female supporting role is so bad! ]
System: [Can I replay the scene just now and watch the heroine get slapped in the face again? ]
Chu Yan:
【…】
【After reading it, change the speed to 1.5 times. 】
[Forget it, 2x speed.]
System: [2x speed is not conducive to my careful appreciation of the plot! ]
Chu Yan: [Does electronic mustard tuber need to be savored? ]
system:【!】
At this moment, Chu Yan suddenly spoke: [Listen. ]
The system presses the pause button.
Only a very faint, rustling sound could be heard coming from not far away, getting closer and closer to here.
then.
It just stopped at the door of the bamboo house.
No more sound.
The system's hairs stand on end!
But Chu Yan acted quickly, turned on the camera of his mobile phone, adjusted it to night mode, quietly lifted a corner of the quilt, and took a picture of the crack in the door.
Outside.
After a long time.
The slight sound fluttered again and finally disappeared into the distance.
Chu Yan took back his phone.
Look at the screen.
The system also came over, and through the screen, it finally saw the thing standing at the door.
That is--
A pair of shoes as bright red as blood, with the toes pointing towards Chu Yan's bed!
System: [Ah ...
Chu Yan pressed his temple: [Shut up.]
System: [There’s a ghost! ]
Chu Yan was indifferent.
【As long as you insist on not learning any common sense of life. 】
【You can continue to be frightened by the things around you. 】
System: [Ah ...
Chu Yan clicked on the photo to enlarge it.
On the bright red shoes, there were four blurry letters.
Chu Yan: [ERKE.]
System: [Skr?]
Chu Yan: [……]
Chu Yan:
[ERKE. Red ERKE cross-country running shoes, sizes 37 to 38.]
[Just now, someone was standing outside the door to check if I was asleep. ]
[Judging from the shoe size, it could be Aunt He, or it could be Ji He.]
Chu Yan pondered over the photo.
The system finally calmed down: [Did you see anything? ]
Chu Yan: [The style is good, I'll get a pair next time. ]
system:【……】
Chu Yan:
【Oh. Getting ready to go out.】
【Catch up and see where she goes. 】