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Chapter 75
Without rushing forward, Chu Huan frowned and looked at the other party for a moment, and then cautiously asked: "You are Ji..."
He once dreamed of this middle-aged man at the edge of the holy spring, and asked the elder about it, but the elder probably knew nothing about it. He only mentioned a little bit. Chu Huan's heart was still not calm, and he didn't think of this man for a while. What it was called, I probably remembered it as if it sounded like "chicken wings", so the voice paused, and there was no next step.
The middle-aged man turned his head when he heard the sound, and smiled gently at him: "I am not, the man you mentioned is the last mountain guard I have ever seen. He is dead. I borrowed his appearance by the holy spring. I saw you, remember?"
Chu Huan’s pupils shrank, and the short knife in his hand was held upside down. His face remained silent, but his muscles were already tensed to a ready state, not only because of the other party’s words, but also because he saw what the other party was wiping. A long human leg bone.
This person Chu Huan had seen in his dream, and the person who pointed at him called "Tinder", then he was the one who engraved the lettering on the stone and on the back of his hand?
Who is he?
Chu Huan was full of doubts about this person, but these doubts were circling in his chest. Chu Huan didn't know if this person could believe it, so he didn't ask for a moment.
The middle-aged man explained to himself, “I am the one who engraves the letters on the road, and I am the one who guides you near Falling Star Island. You must be guessing who I am now...”
When he said this, he smiled, with a quiet recollection on his face, paused for a moment, and said to Chu Huan: "I used to be a gatekeeper, patriarch."
Chu Huan was originally a late stage of persecution delusion. In addition, he was very suspicious of this middle-aged man from the beginning, and he was not so easy to be trusted. He still kept full guard: "I remember the gatekeeper patriarch is a very long The man who looks like a water ghost is named Lu Ge."
The middle-aged man didn't think he was disgusted. He carried the thigh bone and said politely Chu Huan: "Lu Ge is my next job-sit down, kid, I'll tell you from the beginning."
Chu Huan raised the corners of his mouth slightly. He seemed to be smiling but not smiling. His expression was cold. He intuitively felt that there was something disgusting or even vigilant on the other party. In addition to his emotional agitation, he basically regarded this middle-aged man of unknown origin as a rival. Big and small ghost.
Chu Huan didn't move, but looked at him condescendingly, his eyelids drooping slightly: "You said."
"I saw you with this appearance, I didn't lie to you... Well, this is actually me." The middle-aged man said, raising his thigh bone in Chu Huan's hand, "I am a dead bone, now It’s just an intangible consciousness, and I don’t remember what I looked like in the past. I...I am indeed the head of the gatekeeper, but that was a long time ago. At that time, your friend Lu Ge was not born yet, and it didn’t matter in the world. The'mountain guard'."
When Chu Huan heard this, his eyes moved.
The middle-aged man has been keenly caught, as if he has a mind-reading skill, he sighed slightly: "Yes, you are right, the human bones you meet below were all gatekeepers-Chu... Huan, huh, is it that? I’m sorry, I’m not very good—when you saw this Sea mountain, didn’t you think of anything?"
Chu Huan really felt that Sea mountain gave him a strange sense of familiarity, but he couldn't tell what was weird for a while. He was sure that he had never seen a mountain formed by sea water in his life.
"Divine Mountain has two inner and outer mountain gates. Each year, the outer mountain gate is closed and the inner mountain gate is opened, and the gatekeeper can take a short rest for a few days-you should have seen the inner mountain gate. After passing through it, you will reach another The world, the world on your side."
With this mention of him, Chu Huan had a flash of inspiration in his heart. He remembered that when the monster was surrounding the mountain and the mountain gate suddenly closed, Lu Ge took the people through a narrow cave quickly and led them to a large crystal. , Legend has it that there is the inner mountain gate leading to their side.
People standing on that piece of crystal, the clearly solid ground actually has ripples spreading out, as if it was a pool...a pool made of rocks.
Is there any special connection between mountains made of water and water made of mountains?
"Yes." The middle-aged man nodded.
In front of people of unknown origin, Chu Huan was still a little confident about his joy, anger and invisible city. He was sure that there was absolutely nothing on his expression. Why did this person guess what he was thinking again and again?
The middle-aged man smiled helplessly: "I can really feel your consciousness, so I will warn you not to think about it on Falling Star Island. Don't worry, I won't harm you."
Chu Huan didn't say a word, temporarily suppressing the idea of "killing people".
Seeing that he didn’t believe it, the middle-aged man didn’t argue anymore, and continued: “The mountain you see is the same as the inner door of Divine Mountain. It’s also a door through which is connected to another. world."
This answer is a bit shocking.
But soon, Chu Huan came back to his senses-the mountain guards called the migration between the two worlds twice a year as "mountain gate reversal". Then there is also a Divine Mountain and a mountain gate. It seems that the other party's words It also makes sense.
There was a gleam in the middle-aged man’s eyes, as if he was staring at a very distant place, falling into a memory. He said softly: "You know, our family has always been regarded as a mountain god and enjoys worshipping in all directions, so I listened unintentionally. When the traveling merchant mentioned that the fishermen had strayed into Falling Star Island and saw another'Divine Mountain' on the bottom of the sea, a swelling arose in his heart, and over time, thoughts that shouldn't have occurred."
Chu Huan is probably not so sensitive to the beautiful things, but he knows exactly what is not beautiful. Hearing this, he immediately said: "You are afraid that the existence of another ‘Divine Mountain’ will endanger your status."
The middle-aged man sighed: "At first there was no distinction between mountain guards and gatekeepers. We are authentic Divine Mountain children, transformed from the essence of Divine Mountain, immortal and immortal. Every year, we will go back to you with the mountain gate. At that time, yours was still wild, no one, but your anger and aura were compelling..."
Chu Huan quickly interrupted him to recall the past: "Because I am afraid that this underwater Divine Mountain will also have a gatekeeper, who can open up to another world, and will be regarded as a mountain god, so you personally bring someone to smash the place?"
"I took away all the warriors in the clan because of my selfishness." The middle-aged man closed his eyes slightly, as if it had caused him pain to this day. "The gatekeeper can't leave Divine Mountain. This is the family rule. As the patriarch, he betrayed Divine Mountain... That time when all our warriors were trapped here, Divine Mountain was furious, buried our family alive under the mountain, recovered the spirit of the mountain, and then used holy water to reshape the second generation. The gatekeepers make them live, old, sick, and die, selfless and fearless, and only instinctively guard the mountain gate. In order to keep the gatekeepers, Divine Mountain has created mountain gatekeepers so that they can be born, but they can communicate with the holy spring by blood."
Buried alive or something sounds like an earthquake or a landslide. Chu Huan didn't make too much entanglement, but asked sharply: "Isn't this all after you left? How did you know?"
The middle-aged man gave a wry smile: "Because I was swallowed here and became a part of it. With its power, I can see any place in the world."
Chu Huan couldn't help but stand up straight: "What the hell is ‘it’?"
This time, the answer given by the middle-aged man once again exceeded Chu Huan’s imagination. He said: "It is a seed."
Chu Huan was dumbfounded: "What?"
"Young people, don't be so surprised, any world is first born from an ambitious seed."
Chu Huan always felt that his words were very meaningful. When he was still thinking about the mystery in this sentence, he listened to the middle-aged man continuing to say: "We came here after a long journey, and we searched on the coast again. It took a few years before I found Falling star Island and witnessed the underwater Divine Mountain. The mountain gate that was originally closed here was inspired by the blood of our Divine Mountain and opened the door to another world. We saw that there was no sunlight there. There was nothing, only a group of sneaky shadows, like vines, coveting to come over, but it couldn’t pass the mountain gate, so it pushed a seed over—that’s what you saw at the top of the mountain. A'stone'."
"We wanted to burn the plants of unknown origin," the middle-aged man said, "but guess what?"
Chu Huan hesitated for a moment: "You feel a joy from it for no reason."
The elders have said that there are too many powerful people, and they usually will not be trapped in their own troughs.
"A seed, with only the small buds that have just exposed their heads, carries the joy that can most infect people at the beginning of life. Do you think it will be a bad thing?" The middle-aged man murmured, "Not to mention it and us His engagement stone is so like and pure..."
Chu Huan didn't know how to answer this question. Worry, terror, fear, and anger-didn't they all come from joy?
This world is so unscientific, but in the dark, it seems to make sense.
Chu Huan came back to his senses: "So it confuses you with hallucinations and traps you here."
"You are wrong," the middle-aged man shook his head and smiled bitterly, "'It' is not a low-level fake like the Phantom Monkey. It never creates hallucinations, but passes its own happiness, anger, sorrow, and joy to you in a subtle way. You will know it yourself. Inadvertently sink in, and then you will create hallucinations for yourself, so that you will become a part of it, under its rules and control, become a part of its support, and will never be free."
"You see, young people, although its body has been growing, it has grown very slowly. After so many years, it has only grown to this size. It has to establish its own rules in all places. It is definitely not enough to rely on it. So it has been eating away at the people and animals around the whale. After swallowing it, their consciousness will become its vine, the shadows, and continue to devour other people—you are so smart, you should have guessed it."
Chu Huan nodded: "So those who still retain their own consciousness can't become its vine, they will die..."
"There is no dead body, only a pile of powder." The middle-aged man said softly.
Then why does the person in front of him retain his consciousness and still have a pile of bones left?
And why he has only a pile of bones left and not dead yet, so he can transform himself in some way to talk nonsense with him?
Chu Huan just now lowered his vigilance again, and he interrupted the middle-aged man's emotion blankly: "What are you? Haven't you been swallowed?"
The middle-aged man smiled weirdly: "You really are too smart—yes, you are right. For so many years, I have constantly fought and merged with it. In the end, I didn't die, nor was it alive , Because I have become "it", from your point of view, I am "it" and "it" is me."
Chu Huan: "..."
This is the third news that shocked him. He has been entangled with the "it" that has swallowed everything, whether it is a single consciousness or composed of many parts, and now the other party clearly tells him that "it" is a split personality.
No wonder he was always jealous for no reason, no wonder he didn't have the slightest affection for this person anyway.
"I became it, but not exactly it. I don’t know why. I kept my memory of being a gatekeeper. For so many years... I always feel guilty. I also know that regret is useless, so I have always been Looking for a chance to kill it... kill myself."
Chu Huan stood beside him in silence for a while, sorted out his thoughts, and again boldly guessed: "So the legend of the fall, the rumors of the holy book, and those kinds of monsters are all fabricated by you.
No wonder those monsters are clearly inextricably linked to the fall, but they are still afraid of the shadows; no wonder, from wind poison to Eye eater beast, each of them has a corresponding medicine, Mutai's wind wound can actually be used The blood of the gatekeeper will solve it; no wonder the forms of those monsters are so deliberate.
The middle-aged man whispered: "I can't communicate with the outside world. I can only fabricate this kind of monster on the edge of the landing, and use the mouth of a flat person to remind them..."
Chu Huan sneered sharply on his chest, "I don't think it's not necessarily? The fighting power of those monsters is hard to resist even your descendants of the same clan, let alone ordinary people, you want to remind them? I think you want to harm They are almost dead! Those monsters live on the edge of falling, and go crazy when the shadow spreads. In this way, people who have no time to escape will be killed by them first. Of course the dead will not be conscious.'It' can't swallow people. Consciousness, it won’t spread so quickly, right?”
The middle-aged man looked at him startledly for a while, and for a long time, he sighed in a low voice, but did not deny it.
Chu Huan had no intention of talking about moral issues with him, and aggressively asked: "Then what am I? Why am I not frozen? Why can I hear those voices? Why are you fabricated on the holy book? Why are you standing here?"
"Back then, I fabricated the rumors of the holy book and spread it through the mouths of flat people. I didn't know that there were people on the other side of the river." The middle-aged man paused and said, "I just reminded that'it' came from In the other world, people always make mistakes in word of mouth. Unknowingly, this legend has been distorted into what it is now."
"In order to eliminate'it', I tried my best. I found that the mountain guard would use Mutai’s brain marrow as medicine to treat trauma. So it took nearly a thousand years to carefully avoid the sight of'it' and pump my bone marrow. I came out and hid in the brains of several Mutai, looking forward to being found by them."
Chu Huan's gaze slowly fell on the thigh bone in the middle-aged man's hand: "Your bone marrow?"
"I was born in Divine Mountain, and I am the patriarch. My bone marrow is the essence of the most primitive mountain. It is different from Lu Ge and the second generation of gatekeepers born in the holy spring." The middle-aged man said slowly, " It is the true essence of the mountain. It can be integrated into the body of ordinary people to communicate with Divine Mountain and the holy spring, and to talk to the heart of the stone. That is the only thing that can compete with'it'."
The middle-aged man said, glanced at the "walnut" on Chu Huan's neck, and shook his head: "I have been waiting for my gatekeeper and mountain guards to catch those Mutai, and have been waiting for the essence of the mountain. The person who communicates with the heart of the stone appears...I thought it would be a descendant of a certain clan, but I didn’t expect it to be you."
When Chu Huan first saw Nan Shan, he had two gunshot wounds on his body. At that time, Nan Shan used some unknown medicine to paste his wounds. Later, he learned that the thing was made from Mutai’s brain, and he secretly vomited. It's been a long time... I didn't expect that the medicine Nan Shan gave him was just the "Essence of the Mountain" that nobody knew.
Chu Huan heaved a sigh of relief when he heard this. From this point of view, he didn't actually have those messy pedigrees. He was really just an ordinary child of ordinary life that Chu Aiguo picked up from somewhere.
The middle-aged man looked at Chu Huan calmly for a long while, and sighed: "The rumored words turned out to be true, I really don't know..."
The last words were drowned in a wry smile. The middle-aged man stood up. The last thing he left in this world was Chu Huan. This young man was like a continuation of his life. He looked at Chu Huan and ignored him. Chu Huan clasped his dagger, ready to hack his hand to death at any time, reaching out as if he wanted to touch Chu Huan's head, but when he met the murderous eyes of the opponent, he had no choice but to give up. The raised hand finally fell on his arm. , Patted gently.
"As for the'solidification' you said." The middle-aged man smiled bitterly. "I think it's probably what Divine Mountain meant...because of our ignorance, we opened this door and put this kind of thing in. A curse, Divine Mountain probably wanted to eliminate this possibility, and set a ban on the mountain gate side, right?"
After he finished speaking, he knelt on the spot at Chu Huan's feet, raised his bones above his head with both hands, threw his body on the ground, and muttered.
Chu Huan understood this passage. The old goat taught him. It is an ancient ritual language. I implore Divine Mountain for mercy, forgiveness for sins, and hope to be blessed.
Chu Huan didn’t know the taboo, he didn’t dodge or dodge, watching the middle-aged man chanting prayers over and over again with cold eyes. It hits his ears, but it is rare and not noisy.
The dimly colored walnut on his chest gleamed faintly, like a silent fire in the cold night, and then it became brighter and brighter, but it was not hot, it just made people feel warm.
"My fire," he heard the middle-aged sigh, "My fire..."
Chu Huan opened his mouth involuntarily, and chanted the ancient Divine Mountain lowly with the voice jerky.
The middle-aged man kneeling on the ground raised his head and smiled at him slightly.
The fire from the "walnut" became more and more bright, and the tongue of the fire spread all over, enclosing Chu Huan's whole person in it. The middle-aged man touched the flame with his head affectionately, like a young man who had left home in his youth. Returning to the hometown after sending out, infatuation, dependence, nostalgia, guilt...
A thousand different tastes seem to have mixed feelings.
Then the middle-aged man turned into a ball of light in front of Chu Huan, immersed in the flame, and only a lone leg bone was left in front of him. The flame seemed to have gained some strength and spread all the way from Chu Huan.
Chu Huan's mind was empty, let the fire envelop him, the illusion in front of him was completely swept away by the flames, and in front of him was the dark Sea mountain, the indestructible vine, and the beginning of everything. Seeds of great ambition.
Chu Huan heard the earth-shattering roar, his ears were temporarily deaf, and then the entire ground shook. The stagnant Sea mountain burst into the sky in the fire, the vines opened and closed, and the entire sea was rolled into a pot of porridge.
In contrast, a flame as tall as a person looks insignificant in such a turbulent storm.
Chu Huan felt the fear of "it".
He was sent to a higher place by the roaring sea water, and he surpassed all mountains in the air, and he could see the endless plain at a glance.
Chu Huan saw that everyone who was awakened by them intentionally or unintentionally was a small light spot in the boundless shadow. They had no idea when they were connected by the light, like a large net of firelight, echoing him in the distance. .
At that glance, Chu Huan understood the true meaning of "tinder".
He knew that his fire would burn out in the dark, but his heart was strangely calm.
I don’t live alone, nor die alone.
He felt that he had nothing to ask for in the world.
The author has something to say: Sorry, the last chapter of this volume has been revised twice to prevent omissions, and it is a little late.