Chapter 48: Spooky landscape painting

Inaccessible, the mountain is unreachable.
There are no stone steps in this place, and of course it is even more impossible to have a cable car. You can still walk two steps on a gentle slope. When you are in a dangerous place, you need to nail the dagger into the crack of the stone with your bare hands to climb up with hands and feet.
Chu Huan couldn't understand what those mountaineering enthusiasts thought, and he couldn't understand the love of this kind of sport anyway.
Nanshan listened to this comment and quickly asked: "What did you like to do before?"
Chu Huan recalled carefully, and found that the first one who jumped to the level of consciousness was "playing games at home" and the other was "watching TV while lying down". Which one did not seem to be very high-level, so it was processed implicitly. For a moment, say: "Test some program loopholes and care about some film and television works that reflect complex social issues."
Yuan Ping almost fell off the mountain with a smile.
They did not have half of the mountaineering tools. They were completely prepared to fall to the ground at any time, but they still had some moods and chatted occasionally. It can be seen that the cliffs are not difficult to walk because the mountain is very clean.
Not to mention the big monsters who drink blood and walk along the way, even ordinary small creatures in the wild have barely touched a few. The snakes and gecko fairy trails in the grass are hard to find. Only a few silly little bugs have crawled through. I didn't even know to hide, and stepped to death if I was not careful.
This proves that Nanshan's decision is correct from the side. The quieter the danger, the more difficult it is to deal with.
There was a naturally formed small cave on the mountainside, and a few people took a temporary break in it. Yuan Ping opened the package to divide the dry food. Chu Huan reached out and picked one piece, Yuan Ping saw that his wrist had broken into pieces. Dial mirror with spider web.
Yuan Ping: "Throw it away as soon as possible."
The mirror is usually made of sapphire glass, which is resistant to abrasion and water, and cannot protect against monsters. Chu Huan has been busy escaping for life and falling in love for a few days. Then he noticed the cobweb-like collision marks on it. He bought it for a monthly salary, and he was immediately distressed, but it was useless. The mirror was already closed, and the metal shell was covered with large and small scratches, except for the movement. There is basically no hope of remediation.
Chu Huan took the watch off and threw it aside, sighed, examined his appearance, and felt that he had completely changed from a fake elite to a real savage. He simply adjusted his glasses to the telescope mode and took it off to throw it away. Give Nanshan, all the extra things are unloaded at once, as if it has changed back to the wild children playing mud in the courtyard many years ago.
The taste of the dry cake was terrible, and the taste was very sad. Yuan Ping took a bite, and he suddenly had the urge to beat the drums and avenge his grievances.
For several days in a row, Yuan Ping was really fed up with the food of the guardians. The dried cakes were difficult to swallow to an unprecedented level, and probably even compressed biscuits can be looked at the top, it is really ridiculous.
Xiao Fang glanced at his expression and said to him with a smile: "The one you took was not made in spring, isn't it delicious? Or is our spring craft best."
Sister Spring is a little left-handed, so the shape of the cake she made will be slightly different from others. This little girl knows well, and Chu Huan has also seen it for a long time, but they both are very chicken thieves, they ca n’t take care of each other. Xuan, no one said.
Chu Huan broke the piece in his hand in half, turned his head into Nanshan's mouth, and squeezed his eyes at him.
Yuan Ping could n’t mention the appetite. In his view, the dry cakes made by everyone are equally unpalatable. The so-called
good craftsmanship
of the Shoushan people means that the darkness of the dark dishes is just a little bit darker. He complained sullenly. : "I want to eat barbecue."
Dashan: "I didn't just eat it yesterday."
"Hey," Yuan Ping waved his hand. "You silly boy, who hasn't seen the world before, shaved his hair and washed the scrubbing racks on the fire and smoked it black. Is it also called barbecue?"
He talked about this and suddenly sat up, as if cruelly practised in practice and unable to dodge, he had to paint a cake to hunger, and said to a few people: "The barbecue can't use fire directly, you have to get a" roast "first, know what Is it called "Zhizi"? It is a large iron plate, which is welded together one by one, with a seam in the middle, and a charcoal is placed under it. The charcoal fire is hot, grease the iron pan, and then cut the meat Cut into small pieces, the fresher the better, the thinner the better-adjust the juice and simmer in advance, put it on the iron plate, "呲 啦 '"-
Yuan Ping licked his lips, and Dashan and Xiaofang swallowed their heads together as he described.
Yuan Ping took a bite of his obscenity and bite the half-baked dead noodle cake, swallowing with a stern face: "Then spread the vegetables on the meat, roast them together with meat flavor and oil, take them off Dipped in sauce and sandwiched in the cake, of course not this kind of cake, it is crispy, fried golden and crispy, and needs a bite ... Oops! "
He shook his head, and the Harazi flowed into the river in his mouth.
Chu Huan was unmoved, determined to eat the inferior starch in his hands, and was not affected at all. He also hurriedly offered Yuan diligently by Yuan Ping ’s east wind and turned his head to Nanshan. Say: "Do you want to eat? I will too."
Nanshan was enthralled. When he first heard the sentence, he was taken aback. "What will you do?"
"Anything will do," Chu Huan blew the cowhide brazenly. "Iron rods are grilled, sliced ​​barbecue, and sauce is adjusted-yes, I used to learn the craftsmanship of two months with a master who made Huaiyang cuisine, frying It ’s okay to cook and stew. "
Yuan Ping: "Brother, you can also make a dozen drafts while bragging."
Xiaofang was also very unbelieving and said in surprise: "Why have you never been in fire for so long in the family?"
Chu Huanwen smiled tentatively, glanced at Nanshan, and said meaningfully: "I am alone, and I can eat two bites, too lazy to get it, who can I get it out for?"
Xiaofang knew the elegance of the string sound, gave her face very much, expressed her admiration without hesitation, then rubbed her hands and asked, "Good slut, what else do you have?"
"It's much better." Chu Huan felt out a piece of wood from somewhere and took out his short knife-this was still days after the dead flower was cleared, and Nanshan picked it up from the river.
The short knife is not a carving knife, the wood is also a piece of ordinary bad wood, but the hand of the knife is very clever, and a few round pigs were cut out in a few times, which is quite like that.
Chu Huan: "You can also paint a little bit, all kinds of handwork will be a little bit, you will stick a few simple wool monkeys, and you will use toy engines to modify cars-remote control, you will run."
In his early years, he did like to play and had a lot of interests, but he gradually lost interest, and he all shelved.
The Shoushan people had never heard of such a rich amateur life, and they were all amazed.
Only Yuan Ping, who was robbed of the limelight, was sour on the side: "It's almost done, saying that you are fat, you are still breathing."
Chu Huan ignored him completely, dug two nostrils for the pig, and handed it to Nanshan: "When we go back, whatever you want to eat, whatever I want, I can find a way to make it for you."
Chu Huangong's peacock opened the screen, don't want to exude anger like money, Yuan Ping originally wanted to compete with him, but glanced at the five big and three rough guys around, but I don't know who to show it to. .
It's like an old opponent playing boxing, who hasn't had time to distinguish himself, and he went to play table tennis instead of greeting him. He was overwhelmed and had to throw cold water.
Yuan Ping: "Just your virtue that 'follow me, and I won't be hungry for you' in the future, especially like the combination of the old landlord old fortune and the cooks of the new era."
Whenever Peacock opened the screen, he must have forgotten his shame. Chu Huan heard his run, and his face was not red. He directly used Yuan Ping's words as his own and said to Nanshan: "Follow me, and I will not be hungry in the future. If it is in the future If we can find a way to cross that border, I will sell Chu Aiguo ’s broken house and my small apartment, and replace it with a large kitchen with 108 recipes on the wall. , Strive to feed you into a big fat as soon as possible, so that you do n’t have to worry about the beautiful young girl. "
These words are very explicit, Dashan and Xiaofang want to pretend they don't understand. Nanshan listens on the side, but just laughs.
"Oh, yes, I have other benefits-I like to stay at home, I must go home for dinner every day, nothing is never going out and fooling around, work diligently, eat not much, easy to communicate with temper, easy to fall asleep Molars do n’t snore and do n’t grab quilts. Traveling at home is very convenient and practical.

Chu Huan said this, and his words came to a halt. When he tried his best to promote himself, he became more and more self-feeling. There was no eyeglasses on his face at first. Bending, it became two small hooks, almost meaning so peachy.
"Look, can I do it?" Chu Huan's eyes swept around Dashan and Xiaofang, as if to want a witness.
Xiaofang and Dashan looked at each other, and they embarrassed each other
hey
, only the parties were not ashamed, seeing this situation, and downhill donated to ask: "If I hold your parents in the future, I will trouble you Do n’t make a fuss, will you?

Xiaofang finally couldn't help but comment on Nanshan: "Patriarch, you squeaked, or not a man!"
Nanshan smiled broadly: "It doesn't matter."
Chu Huan couldn't help but get even more angry. This face of his face was too much hatred. Xiaofang and Dashan rushed over and beat them together under Yuan Ping's leadership and call. In a ball.
When Chu Huan just lifted Yuan Ping and was pressing the mountain against the wall, he suddenly heard a whisper of speech. He smiled uncollected and raised his head casually: "Huh? What do you say?"
Several others were quiet for a while.
Dashan asked doubtfully: "What?"
Chu Huan immediately realized that something was wrong. He tilted his head slightly and heard whispering voices in his ears, unable to hear the content, but it seemed that he was not alone.
Nan Shan broke his face: "What did you hear?"
The voice seemed to be on the line, and the speech was fast and hurried, and disorderly, but Chu Huan just felt ... they seemed to be calling something.
Who? What are you talking about?
Chu Huan slowly raised his hand and covered his ears. The sound seemed not to pass through the ears, but directly into his brain.
Chu Huan was slightly distracted, stood up swayingly, his shoulder hit Nanshan, and Nanshan held his shoulder: "Chu Huan!"
Nanshan's voice was mixed in countless whispers, Chu Huan could only barely distinguish it by his mouth.
Yuan Ping suddenly opened his throat and shouted at his ear: "Chu Huan!"
Chu Huan hid abruptly and was called by his voice to make the eardrum tremble. The dense voices suddenly disappeared. Chu Huan pressed his ears and opened Yuan Ping ’s face, pointing in the direction of Zhengnan and said: "That Side ... there seems to be a voice. "
Several people suddenly lost their noisy mood, and after finishing their packing, they quickly set off again and rushed to the top.
The closer to the cap, the lower the temperature. At the end, the exhaled air seemed to be white mist, a hazy piece, and a fine wind blowing on the skin, even the anti-freezing mountain guards could not bear Too.
There is a thin layer of ice on the rock, which is getting smoother and harder to walk, but the plants in the cracks are still lush and green.
Nanshan was the first to climb to the top of the mountain and climbed up to the highest boulder. The person behind Bin should pull, but his eyes swept down the mountain, but he froze.
Chu Huan unclearly followed his back: "How ..."
His voice was suddenly interrupted.
I saw that under the mountain, the feng shui was faint, the tree shadow whirling, everything seemed to have no problem, but there was no light.
The whole world seems to be bounded by a place at the foot of the mountain, one side is sunning in the midday sun, and the other side has nothing.
Looking down from a height, it looks as if the world is turned off, the vast sea of ​​forest is motionless, the river that should be running seems to be frozen, there are no animals, no wind ...
It was like a crucifixion ... a dark landscape painting.
Chu Huan heard Xiaofang's voice ringing behind him, and the voice of this fierce woolly monkey seemed to contain unparalleled fear.
He said, "Sink ... Sink ..."
Chu Huan turned back suddenly.
The journey of mountain cruising seemed so long. They trekked up the mountain and waded through the water, turned over some unknown mountains, crossed many unknown tributaries, and walked some unknown way ...
Now, this long road is almost worthless. I thought the infinitely large area was surprisingly small and narrow. Chu Huan did not know what the "falling ground" was and what was inside. However, he was shocked by the border. Cold sweat.
It's the feeling that the whole world has turned off the lights, and they have an island in the depths.
The sunlight was only a faint, crumbling cluster.