Kunlun stretches for thousands of miles and is known as the ancestor of mountains. There are two peaks standing side by side in the extreme west, one is Xianyun and the other is Tiandu. The Xiandu sect is located here, hence its name.
On July 19th of this year, Qi Yunhe returned to Tiandu Peak with five trial disciples. Eleven days had passed since he set off from Huyangdu.
The dusk is getting thicker, and the fairy clouds and the sky are like towering giants, supporting the crumbling starry sky. The mountain wind is whining, and the chill is penetrating the bones. There is no one everywhere, except for five pale stone chambers, leaning against the cliff. , silent.
Qi Yunhe pointed to the first stone room in the east and said: "That room is a firewood room. Rice, noodles and vegetables are delivered every month. A fire is made in front of the stove for cooking, and firewood is piled behind the stove. There is a firewood shed in the corner behind the door. Water tank, firewood and water, how much to hunt, if you want to eat meat, there is a lot of game in the mountains, you have to think of a way, but remember one thing, you can't step into Xianyun Peak."
"The rest. The four stone chambers are arranged according to the names of Yang, Ming, Zang and Ying. The one next to the woodshed is Yang, which has been empty for several years. Don't worry about it. The disciples of the other two lines, Ming and Zang, will live in it in a few days. I have just arrived. The Lao Dao lineage has always settled in Yingzihao, which is the westernmost room. You guys need to settle down first and wait for the other trial disciples to arrive before I greet you all together."
After hearing this, Song Ji thought to himself: "It is neither based on Xuanhuang of Heaven and Earth, nor on Henry Zhen of Yuan Dynasty. Where does Yangming Zangying come from?" He poked Song Qi and asked in a low voice: "Brother, why Yangming Zangying?" Song Qi went to school at the same time as him and read the same books. After thinking about it, he shook his head.
Qi Yunhe looked at each of his apprentices and said, "I'm tired from this journey, so go and have a rest. Zhilan, Seventeen, you are older, so you should take care of Dian more. Do you have anything to worry about in advance?" Wait until the old man comes."
The two agreed, Qi Yunhe waved his hands with satisfaction, flicked his sleeves, and headed towards Xianyun Peak.
Seeing his back disappear into the vast night, everyone felt abandoned. Yue Zhilan took the initiative to assume the role of senior brother and called his junior brothers and sisters to rest in the stone room.
Pushing open the heavy wooden door, the stone room was dark. Wei Shiqi found a few dead branches, made a torch, lit it with a fire sickle and looked inside, only to see the inside and outside of the stone room. There are two rooms. There are rough wooden tables and chairs in the outer room, and a wooden ladder leans behind the door. The inner room is a hollow cave, with straw on the floor and several blankets neatly stacked in the corner.
Yue Zhilan muttered: "It turns out to be Tongpu." He glanced at Qin Zhen and muttered in his heart that although junior sister Xiao was young, she couldn't be allowed to squeeze in with a man.
Wei Shiqi walked to the deepest part of the cave holding a torch. He looked up and saw a dark cave entrance above his head, which was large enough for one person to enter and exit. He immediately moved a wooden ladder from behind the door and placed it at the entrance of the cave. I climbed up with a torch and took a look. Sure enough, there was a slightly smaller cave, which was covered with straw and blankets as usual.
He said hello: "Junior sister Qin, come up."
Qin Zhen is short in stature and has a weak body.He climbed up the wooden ladder vigorously, walked to Wei Shiqi's side, took a few glances, and said, "Are people sleeping here too?"
"That's right. Would it be okay for you to sleep up there alone? Are you afraid?"
Qin Zhen shook her head. Wei Shiqi said: "Okay, we are all down below. If you need anything, call out."
He still went down the wooden ladder, looking at the bright light on the stone wall and stepping back, Qin Zhen suddenly felt worried. , she knelt down beside the wooden ladder cautiously, stuck her head out to look down, and saw Wei Shiqi holding a torch and looking at her. She felt a little shy for a moment, so she quickly retracted and lay down with her clothes on.
Yue Zhilan looked around, frowned and said, "There isn't even a window in this place. It's airtight. It's stuffy when lighting a torch. It's better to go to bed early."
He piled the straw thicker inside and let the Song brothers sleep first. Wei Shiqi put out the torch, and the two of them lay down on the left and right outside, looking at the dim moonlight in the crack of the door. No one was there. squeak.
No words for a night.
Early the next morning, Wei Shiqi woke up Yue Zhilan, and the two of them walked out of the Yingzihao stone room quietly, stretched their hands and feet in the morning light, and first went to the woodshed to check for rice, flour, and firewood. The layout of the woodshed is also two rooms inside and outside. In the outer room is an earthen stove with two burners, and two large and small iron pots. There is a large seven-stone water tank behind the door, with a pair of buckets beside the tank. There is a wooden frame in the inner room. , the dishes, chopsticks, pots and jars were placed, but it was different from what Qi Yunhe said. There was no water in the jar, no firewood behind the stove, and no rice, noodles or vegetables on the wooden stand.
The two discussed it, and Yue Zhilan collected firewood and water, while Wei Shiqi went up the mountain to hunt game.
There is a Kuji Spring at the top of Tiandu Peak, which never dries up all year round. The spring water follows the mountain and flows back and forth to the foot of the mountain, forming a crystal clear water pool, shaped like a new curve. The moon is called the Crescent Lake. The trees beside the lake are green and it is a good place to collect firewood and water.
Yue Zhilan made several trips back and forth, carrying half a tank full of water, picking up two bundles of firewood, washing the iron pot, and then returned to the stone room to wake up his junior brothers and sisters. Wei Shiqi returned to the woodshed with his bow and arrows on his back, carrying two pheasants and a hare in his hands. He took off the earthen basin from the wooden stand, scooped some water into the vat, washed it, peeled it, tore it into pieces and threw it into the pot. Inside, a large pot of soup was boiled. The aroma was overflowing and made people salivate.
They trekked in the Kunlun Mountains for eleven days, eating dry food and barbecue all day long, and they were already a little tired of it. This pot of pheasant and hare soup was only seasoned with coarse salt, but the taste was extremely long.