Chapter 336 Kunlun!
Fang Yin's residence is a more primitive, or more natural, place than other caves.
There is almost no decoration here, except for a table and a chair, there is nothing else.
"Did you arrange this temporarily?"
Yin Xiu took off his cloak, and water flowed down from it.
"No, this is my residence. I eat and sleep here." Fang Yin said calmly.
Seeing that Yin Xiu didn't seem to believe it, she walked to the table again, took out a thin sheepskin quilt from under one of the table legs, and spread it on the table.
"Well, this becomes a bed. Sometimes I feel it's too hard, so I hang a rope on the rock wall and lean on it to sleep."
Fang Yin pointed to the walls on both sides. There were two symmetrical iron rings on the wall nearly two meters away from the ground.
[Have you read too many martial arts novels? 】
Yin Xiu rolled her eyes, but she was already sure that this was really Fang Yin's residence, or a place where she frequented.
It can be seen from the two white scratches on the rusty iron ring.
"Put the quilt away. If the beauty you call yourself is who you say you are, you won't need it right now."
Yin Xiu pulled up a chair and sat down, feeling like she had been cheated.
How could he find anything in such a simple place with no deliberate layout?
Just when he was disappointed, Fang Yin took out two bottles of wine from an unknown hole and handed one to Yin Xiu.
The wine was packed in a clay pot. As soon as Yin Xiu opened it, a fresh herbal fragrance came out.
Yin Xiu only smelled it for a moment, then looked at Fang Yin doubtfully.
Fang Yin nodded: "Under the ground, there is a kind of moss that tastes very sweet. Plants like this have a high sugar content, so I use them to make wine.
In order to increase the alcohol content and reduce the impurities in it, I distilled it twice more and named it [Green Drink]. "
"Wine made from moss? It sounds very special."
Yin Xiu hesitated for a moment and finally poured the wine into his mouth.
When it entered the throat, there was a chill that chilled the whole body, as if the trachea was frozen.
When it reached her stomach, it felt like a ball of fire was gushing out from her intestines and stomach, causing Yin Xiu's blood vessels to relax.
"Good wine." Yin Xiu breathed a long sigh of relief.
A slight smile appeared on Fang Yin's face, "This is one of my harvests underground. Later I discovered that the moss itself does not emit sweetness. What makes them dyed with sugar is a mucus-secreting agent." Ant."
"..."
Yin Xiu's face suddenly turned greener than the moss.
After a pause, he comforted himself and said: "Actually, it's the same as a bird's nest. Don't the rich people in the mid-levels also eat the saliva of swifts?"
Fang Yin nodded thoughtfully, "This is the first time I've heard of this. After all, people like us have never seen those things, let alone eaten them.
In the past, supplement shops on the ground would only display shark fins that were longer than a person in the window. As for the more precious bird's nests and abalone, they were packed in boxes and covered tightly.
It seems that if we poor people take a look at them, their value will be reduced by a few points. "
When Yin Xiu heard this, she couldn't help but grin, "Maybe the box itself is more valuable than the abalone and bird's nest."
"What do you say?" Fang Yin asked.
Yin Xiu was not in a hurry to answer, but just took another sip of wine.
"If you eat those things, you can only discharge them to the South Pacific through the toilet, but if the box is left, at least it can be used to hold a row of fifty-cent cookies, right?"
Fang Yin snorted and laughed, his eyes turning into crescent moons.
Yin Xiu waited until she stopped laughing before talking about serious matters.
"You called me here from the Dragon Palace and delayed my business, weren't you just to discuss shark fins and bird's nests with me?"
"Of course not, just wait."
As she spoke, Fang Yin turned around without hesitation and rummaged through a few obscure holes on the rock wall, and then she took out another sheepskin.
As she spread the sheepskin on the table, Yin Xiucai discovered that a layer had already been peeled off and some patterns and lines had been drawn on it.
After Fang Yin moved the only light in the room, the contents on the map were revealed one by one.
It was a rough topographic map. Judging from the size, outline and trend, it was obvious that the mountains and rivers of the entire Kyushu were drawn on it.
Although it is very simple, and many mountains and rivers are only traced by a line, it is enough to see the vastness and grandeur of it.
"Taihang, Qinling, Daxinganling..."
Fang Yin's fingers traced these lines and names one by one, and finally stopped on an unnamed mountain range.
Yin Xiu took a look and said, "Is this Kunlun?"
"That's right, Kunlun."
Fang Yin's fingers touched and touched the only unmarked line, seeming to be very careful and pious.
"This picture was drawn by me. Although it is very crude, it can tell a little bit, which is enough for a geographer and geologist.
Do you know why I didn’t mark it only for [Kunlun]? "
"Because you can't read?" Fang Yin rolled his eyes at him, and then said slowly: "Because [Kunlun] does not exist on the ground."
Yin Xiu glanced at Fang Yin and then at the drawings on the table.
Then, he hesitated and asked: "But Kunlun has been in that place since ancient times, right?"
Fang Yin stood up, took out a piece of chalk from somewhere, drew a circle on a flat place on the wall, and wrote the word "Kunlun" in it.
“If [Kunlun] is a mountain range, it has indeed stood there since the mythical age.
No one dares to show disrespect in front of such a great mountain range. Even though there are higher mountains than it, no one will ever say that Kunlun is not a high mountain.
But what I want to talk about is not a mountain range made of piles of stones, but a conceptual Kunlun.
Sir, let me ask you, what is Kunlun in your concept? "
She pointed the chalk at Yin Xiu, like a sword or a pointer, pointing directly at Yin Xiu's heart.
In response, Yoon Soo took a sip of her wine.
"You can call me Yin Xiu, my name is not a secret.
Then you ask me, what does Kunlun represent? For me, I really don’t have much impression of the actual Kunlun Mountains. My more memories of this mysterious mountain range come from those strange novels and fantasy comics.
In those works, [Kunlun] represents an illusory fairy mountain that may exist, or maybe it is just a fairy mountain made up by others. "
"That's right! I'm talking about Fairy Mountain!"
Fang Yin's eyes were flashing with light, as if they were meeting in the Dragon Palace, and the fire was burning and rising in her chest.
"Xianshan."
She added these two words on the wall.
“Do you know what those Qi Refiners have been doing underground?
For so many years, they have just been refining elixirs and chanting sutras?
Why do people who make alchemy and chant sutras run around and expose their whereabouts underground, so that the hermits underground know the existence of these Qi refiners and regard them as the characteristics of Wu Jian?
The truth of the matter is that they are looking for the location of Kunlun under the ground! "
"Looking for Kunlun under the ground?" Yin Xiu repeated.
What he meant was that even if the fairy mountain Kunlun did not exist at the location marked on the map, it should be a similar place.
Whether it is similar in size or location, there seems to be no such place on Hong Kong Island.
You should know that Tai Mo Shan, the highest mountain on Hong Kong Island, is less than a thousand meters above sea level. In most places in the north, it can only be regarded as a "small slope" and cannot be called a mountain.
If you are looking for the Kunlun Immortal Mountain in a place like this, no wonder others say that these Qi refiners are not thinking right.
Fang Yin was very serious, she said: "Yin Xiu, do you think Kunlun Fairy Mountain is a real thing or a myth?"
Yin Xiu spread her hands, "Emotionally speaking, I am willing for it to exist, because the world needs a little beautiful fantasy and miracle.
But if you put this question on a questionnaire, I can only say that there is no evidence that it has existed or is existing. "
"Yes, there is a lot of evidence!"
Fang Yin threw the chalk aside and rummaged through another hole.
Who knows how many things she has hidden in the cave she saw at a glance?
She fiddled with it in this way, which made Yin Xiu suspect that there seemed to be secrets or objects hidden in every hole that could only accommodate one hand.
Finally, after flipping with her thin hands for a while, she pulled out the yellowed and slightly curled books and pictures and placed them in front of Yin Xiu.
Then Fang Yin's fingers swept through these ancient books, finally pulled out one, and quickly flipped through one of the pages.
There was a record written in Xiaozhuan on it. Fang Yin pointed to one of the lines and motioned for Yin Xiu to read it.
After a pause, Yin Xiu said desperately: "If it's convenient, you can tell me, I can't understand these words."
puff!
Fang Yin laughed out loud and exhaled a smell of grass mixed with wine.
After realizing that Yin Xiu was indeed not joking, she coughed twice and said with some sympathy: "Sorry, sorry, I didn't mean to make fun of you."
Then she clicked on the line of words with her fingertips.
"This is a record from a Taoist temple in Jiaozhi. It tells that one of their Taoist priests traveled an unknown distance to the north in search of immortals. One night, with the help of an immortal, he flew on lotus flowers. The crane guided him to Kunlun."
"Every Taoist temple can blow water, that's okay." Yin Xiu spread his hands and said.
"You do not believe?"
Fang Yin took out another roll of drawings and spread it out on the table.
On the yellowed paper, there is a drawing of a Taoist climbing a mountain in the white snow. At the top of the mountain, there is a luminous treasure hall. Outside the treasure hall, there are spiritual gods and auspicious beasts guarding it.
"This is a collection in a temple in southern Fujian. He was also a Taoist priest. He did not travel far away, but one day when he was sleeping, he suddenly appeared in a big mountain. He walked up the ridge and finally entered the treasure hall and climbed up. Go to Kunlun."
Seeing that Yin Xiu didn't respond, Fang Yin simply swept the drawings and classics to the ground and took out another bamboo slip.
"And this one, from the Spring and Autumn Period..."
(End of this chapter)