Chapter 33: Life should be holy

When Chu Huan thought of the rocket-like little white face that was indiscriminate, he had a bit of scalp numbness at the time and couldn't help but support me: "I? I'm not ..."
As a result, before he refused, the elder came over.
The elder is old and his fighting power is not reflected in the killing and killing. He has been looking at the little cubs inside the patriarch's courtyard wall, but he also knows what he sees clearly.
Sometimes, if people fight together, there will be subtle changes in feelings.
The elder's nose was not his nose, his eyes was not his eyes, he looked at Chu Huan, and hummed out of his nose: "If you haven't finished, don't keep up!"
Chu Huan saw that his liver was so strong, he couldn't help but say: "Did we accidentally dig this uncle's ancestral grave?"
However, although he didn't take the elder's general attitude of 25,800,000, his face was still kind, and there was no clue, because Chu Huan knew that there must be a very important secret of the mountain guards at the mountain gate, old Although the goat gave him a look, he accepted him as such.
The elder raised his neck, his goatee shuddered, and said aloud, "Leave half of them clean, and the rest bring the guys, come with me!"
As soon as he spoke, the clans immediately followed him spontaneously, and Chu Huan had no choice but to follow him, and he followed the crowd down the hill indifferently.
The road down the mountain is not easy to go. I do n’t know how long ago the stone staircase was an antique. It was very perfunctory. Some places even omitted it completely. It is a kind of trail that
it becomes a road when there are too many people
.
The elder started the demon without taking a few steps, reached out to Chu Huan and Xiao Fang next to him, and ordered: "I can't move anymore, go to cut the bamboo pole and carry me."
Chu Huan lying innocent again was speechless.
Chu Huan felt that he was going to be wronged in June, and he didn't want to abdicate his old lady. Who would show the face of Yue Zhang Lao Taishan?
Not to mention whether there is a girl in his family, even if there is, who wants to abduct the daughter of a goat?
Chu Huan wanted to throw back the elders' irritability, confusing the old thing with a bear face, but he said "respect for the old and love the child" twice in the heart, and finally he swallowed nothing and said to roll up his sleeves to prepare with Xiaofang Go cut bamboo.
Presumably, Chu Huan was used to saobao before. When he was young and frivolous, he was a typical "golden jade and his watch, and he failed." Don't look too lazy to wash his socks, but as long as he is in front of others, he's just throwing his hands at him. Something needs to be sculpted. Although he has passed the silly adolescence right now, he probably hasn't been able to return to the original nature completely, and there are still some traces left. Anyway, this "lovely suave" pull makes the elder look very uncomfortable.
The elder shivered with goose bumps and shook two skinny and violent men, trying to hold a tall and mighty ape like Taishan, and then stared fiercely at the only man in his jacket, muttering. Say: "It's not a big girl, what coat do you wear? Xx!"
The last word Chu Huan didn't understand, but according to his guess, it may be the meaning of "Niang Cannon".
Nanshan couldn't stand it any longer. He stretched out a hand of Chu Huan, and he didn't refute the elder. He just pulled out the machete around Xiaofang's waist, raised his hand a few times, and cut a thick bamboo with ease. The ground was cleaned, and one end was lifted up, and the other end was thrown to Xiaofang: "Elder, come on."
The elder blew his beard and glared, but in the end he could n’t pull his old face, so he was n’t embarrassed to ask the patriarch to lift the sliding rod to him personally, so he had to slap his head angrily on the back of the mallet:
Look what to see, but do n’t take it , Wait for someone to please? "
The further down the mountain, the more rugged the mountain road is. The bodies of "Mad Dog" Mutai are piled up in the mountains and across the field. Occasionally, some runaways are encountered. Cold arrows are often thrown out in the bushes. Fortunately, their group except the elders The outsiders are young and middle-aged, and the mountain guards have an amazing fighting power when facing the ungrouped Mutai. They have cleaned up these fish that have been caught in the net along the way.
They quickly descended directly from the mountainside to the foot of the mountain.
Chu Huan saw a huge, naturally formed big cave tunnel.
Nanshan said to him: "This is the mountain gate."
Only one side of this mountain can go up, and the rugged cliffs on the other side go straight up and down. If you want to go up the mountain on this side, you must go through the "mountain gate". This is an excellent level.
Before Chu Huan had time to admire, the elder steadily got off the bamboo pole. He sniffed his nose vigorously without making a sound, but his face began to look hard.
Xiaofang suddenly shouted, "Aigu!"
He stepped forward and stepped out of the crowd. He rolled and ran out, shoveling the half-height grass.
The corpse hidden there immediately hit everyone's eyes.
It was a pale, vampire-like young man. His upper body was vaguely fleshed. From the waist down, he was cut off by a sharp weapon, leaving only half of his legs hanging on his body alone.
The blood on his face was so dead that he couldn't die anymore.
On the way down the mountain, Nanshan told Chu Huan that the gatekeeper could not leave the mountain gate one step at a time. Only three days a year, when the mountain gate was closed naturally, they could walk through the mountain gate one-way and take a short rest among the Liyi tribe.
Otherwise, from when the sun rises to when the sun sets, as long as the mountain gate is open, they will have to sleep all the time and be prepared to face foreign enemies at all times.
Chu Huan couldn't imagine what would happen if a person could only rest for three days and only three days of peace and leisure.
Every second can't wait to break in half.
Nanshan crouched down and looked at the wound on the body of the gatekeeper. He said nothing, just reached out and wiped the blood on the young man's face, closed his eyes, and patted Xiaofang's shoulder.
The grass at the foot of the mountain was wild, and all of them were half a person tall. As they wandered through it, they quickly found more dead bodies, gatekeepers, "mad dogs", flat people ...
The dawn fell, and the grass was full of secret sorrow and tragedy.
Although I had a hunch, but seeing it with my own eyes, it was still difficult for everyone to accept. Xiaofang took a few people from the corpse to check one by one, trying to find one with breathing. Chu Huan followed Nanshan and the elders through the gate.
Then he was almost shocked.
The towering mountain gate silently faced the rising direction of the sun, and the faint dawn shone on the huge bluestone, reflecting a weak halo, bright and beautiful.
There was a gatekeeper leaning on the side of the mountain gate, and his messy long hair blocked half of his face. His eyes were staring at the direction outside the mountain gate, and his stiff and cramped hand was still pinching a dead air. "Mad Dog" Mutay.
The knife in the goalkeeper's hand was inserted into the mad dog's throat. There was a black hole in the middle of his throat, which was caused by the wind arrow.
His blood tightly glued himself to the mountain gate, and his standing posture was unswerving stubbornness and loyalty.
Under the mountain gate, all over the mountains, dense and dense, all are the bodies of the "crazy dog" and the flat man, overlapping each other, without the grass, one night a day has passed, and the blood of the lingering river is still floating.
The hillside is like an ancient battlefield where the wind roars, and it looks like a ghostly human nose.
Chu Huan realized that the enemies surrounding the mountain today are just a small part of it.
Without the barrier of this mountain gate, they could not face it at all.
The elders closed their eyes and read words, saying ancient sacrifices that Chu Huan couldn't understand, as if they were far away from the souls that were scattered in the sky.
At this moment, a clan suddenly ran out with a yell: "Patriarch! Patriarch! Ruger is still angry ..."
Nanshan turned and ran, Chu Huan hesitated, but did not keep up.
The elder glanced at him: "What are you looking at?"
Standing in the middle of the mountain gate, Chu Huan looked at the world without borders, and suddenly asked, "What is there outside?"
The elder listened to silence for a while, and only the two of them were left. He rarely choked with Chu Huan.
After a while, the elder said: "There are some mountains like this, where there is life, there is no lifelessness, people can live on it, and there are places where there is more lifelessness than life, people cannot live, a place is born Turning to death is called 'falling'. If there are many falling places, there will be many things you can't imagine, they will all come to the angry, we have to fight until one side kills all the other side, what do you say That's it? "
Chu Huan: "You are not dead, but I am alive."
The old man looked at him with a smile, and said yin and yang, "You have everything, there is no end to it, I still find it ridiculous."
Chu Huan did not answer, Quan Dang did not hear.
After a while, he asked again: "Now the Shoushan people ... what do you do?"
"Follow." The elder finished and turned and walked into the tunnel.
After entering the mountain gate, the elder did not follow their way straight, but took Chu Huan into a crooked small cave. Chu Huan turned on the lighter and illuminated it with a small flame. When I saw it, I muttered twice, that is, "troublesome outsiders" and the like.
Later, Chu Huan heard the sound of Ling Ling's water.
Soon, he found that the lighter was useless.
The stone room of the cave came to an end, and Chu Huan saw a lake, and a soft milky halo appeared naturally on the lake water, illuminating all around, and the water surface seemed to be a thin layer of blue smoke, which made people look After that, I felt a sense of comfort and tranquility in my heart.
Chu Huan was dumbfounded: "This is ..."
The elder replied: "In your words, it is called Mountain Spring."
Chu Huan: "..."
What a wasteful sentence.
The elder also said: "It is the essence of the mountain. You call it Holy Spring-well, they are here."
Footsteps came from the cave, and Chu Huan turned his head, and saw Nanshan leading people in. Several tribes carried Ruger, who had once met him, but did not see the big snake.
This time, Ruger didn't go viral, because he didn't see Chu Huan at all.
He couldn't see anything.
When the guardian found him, he was caught in the middle by the big snake he had raised. The snake was pierced with wind arrows, and he had been dead for a long time, and he gave Luger a breath.
Ruger's eyes were closed, and there was dry blood stains running down the corners of the eyes. Only the shallow and rapid ups and downs on his chest made people see that he was still alive.
Ruger seemed to hear the sound of water, turned his head slightly, opened his mouth slightly, but made no sound.
Nanshan hugged Ruger's shoulder, carefully lifted his smudged long hair behind him, and whispered into his ear: "Ruger, Holy Spring is here, have you heard?"
Ruger raised a hand hard, grabbed Nanshan's clothes, and squeezed hard.
Nanshan said: "Okay, I let you see the next patriarch."
After he finished speaking, he walked to the water and knelt down. He dived the tip of the patriarch's scepter into the water.
There was a ring of ripples in the water silently, and Chu Huan saw the top of the scepter submerged in the water actually condensed into a flame-shaped bubble.
The elders on one side also knelt down with their foreheads resting on the shore, in a posture of five-body cast. He began to recite incomprehensible mantras, and the calm surface of the water quickly clamoured with his high and low voices, and swelled with powerful waves.
Nanshan bit his finger and dropped a drop of blood into the mountain spring.
The blood coagulated without dispersing into the water, forming a small ball and wrapped in a strange bubble. Then, the surface of the water suddenly boiled, generating a large number of bubbles violently.
Immediately, there was a clatter, and something broke out of the water. Chu Huan was taken aback, thinking that there was a strange monster. He remembered the mutant crocodile that would emit a suspected infrasound wave. Half a step.
However, when the water fell, Chu Huan was shocked to find that it was a person who came out of the water.
A person popped out of the water, which was not enough to shock Chu Huan. The point is that this person looks almost exactly like Ruger.
His whole body is , his feet are standing on the water in the air, floating quietly there, the pale skin is shining with water, like a well-crafted adult doll, a little red in his eyebrows, as if it was stained by Nanshan. The blood dripping into the water.
Gradually, the little red infiltrated into his eyebrows, he opened his eyes, his eyes moved slightly, and it was just that ... he came to life.
Chu Huan's gaze wandered back and forth between the people in the water and the people on the shore, and the world view was once again shaken by the desolation.
what's going on? A person "grown" in the water? Has a Ruger "grown out" in the water?
But the one on the shore hasn't swallowed yet. Which one of these two is Ruger?
He once joked that the gatekeeper was born in mitosis, but he never thought that they were born in human clones!
The cloned device is still a pool of lake water, an unknown species of wood, a drop of blood, and an ... goat-faced old man?
So is the goalkeeper a man-made person, or is it not a person at all?
Nanshan beckoned to the people in the water: "Ruger, come here."
With only one breath left on the shore, Ruger tilted his head slightly, struggling to reach out a hand, Ruger in the water stepped across the water like a virtual wind, walked ashore, kneeling on one knee in front of the current gatekeeper patriarch.
Two equally pale hands were held together.
The current gatekeeper patriarch's embarrassed smile appeared on his face, and then his head suddenly sank, leaning softly on Nanshan's arms, and the hand held by the waterman also relaxed.
He took the hand of a new life and went to death.
Then, the people of the Liyi tribe walked to the river, biting their fingers, and a drop of blood fell into the water, one by one came out of the water.
Some of them have a drop of blood on their eyebrows, and some have a few drops of blood on their eyebrows. Among them, Chu Huan saw Aigu near the mountain gate, and saw the unknown young man nailed to the mountain gate ...
They all walked behind the new Ruger and stood quietly in a row.
I don't know when Nanshan, who was close to Chu Huan, said, "That's how the Shoushan people came."
Chu Huan's eyes had not left the lake, he sleepwalked and asked, "How did it come? Is it a resurrection? Or ... copy?"
"No," Nanshan said, "I miss it."
Chu Huan looked back suspiciously. At this time, he met Ruger's eyes not far away. Ruger's eyes were still not friendly, but the original kind of amazing hostility was gone.
The new Ruger didn't rush over to shout and kill, just stared at Chu Huan with a somber face.
Chu Huan asked subconsciously, "Miss?"
"The guardian of the mountain adds his own miss to the blood, it will wake up Shengquan's memory of that person, and the two phases will create another person. The gatekeeper is born from generation to generation." Nanshan said, "But you The look of the missed person is different from his true appearance, plus the memory of the Holy Spring is mixed together, so although the new person and the original person are very similar, they are not the same-in fact we are the same Although children may look like their parents, they are not the same person. There is no one person in the world. "
Chu Huan involuntarily brought the misty words of Nanshan into his own ethics. He thought, according to this, is Shengquan a mother, and these mountain guards by the river are all dads? Those who bear a few drops of blood, born because of the miss of several people ... are there many fathers?
This idea was almost absurd. Chu Huan quickly shook his head and shook it out. It felt that such a birth method could not be called "reproduction" at all. It was inappropriate to use the old social ethics.
The guardians who were still outside came in twos and threes and moved the original guardian's broken body to the holy spring.
At the edge of the holy spring, the two tribes washed the dust of the dead, sorted out their faces, and stripped them of their clothes, as if in response to the phrase "the strips are really clean."
Nanshan personally washed the dead Ruger's hair and tied his long hair into a neat bundle.
From beginning to end, no one spoke, they seemed to be performing a quiet and solemn ceremony.
Chu Huan stood beside him. From the beginning to the end, he had never had the idea of ​​"life should be sacred to wait" like this at the moment, and some unspeakable guilt gushed out.
Until the end of this long life-and-death cycle, the new gatekeeper was gradually dispersed under the leadership of the new patriarch, and the guardian of the mountain had to take away the dead body according to the usual practice.
Chu Huan recovered, and found that he hadn't moved for a long time, and his legs were numb.
Nanshan pulled him: "We are leaving."
Chu Huan responded, but he turned around. Suddenly, a splash of the lake water immersed in the boiling after rhythm, and a drop just splashed into his hand. Chu Huan had just experienced a war, even if he had no difficulty, he could not be on his body Even the oil skin was not broken, and there was a small wound on the back of his hand.
The drop of water seemed to be alive, so it touched his skin and immediately burrowed into his wound. The blood that had been stopped was rolled out.
Chu Huan: "Hey, admit the wrong person ..."
He didn't know what would happen if the blood of this outsider fell into the water. He quickly reached out and wiped it, but the water droplets wrapped with blood beads were very clever, automatically avoided his hand, and sank straight into the water.
"Slap".