Treasure hunt with my sister

After bidding farewell to Liu Xiang, Jian Yumei left Sanyou Cave with everyone.

Jian Yumei was still very surprised to see Liu Xiang.

Because he knows that Liu Xiang is basically in charge of the current Sichuan. Although his poems are not very good, he is still a man.

Maybe when I met him in Sichuan, Jian Yumei thought.

Back on the ship, everyone had dinner on the passenger ship that night.

Looking at the Xiajiang River and the Three Gorges, Jian Yumei felt a kind of mystery, as if many mysterious past events were there.

At night, dots of fishing fires flicker on the river.

Jian Yumei looked at these fishing fires from the bow of the boat, and remembered the fisherman's song mentioned in the ancient book.

Yu sang the third watch, this is a sentence in the poems of the predecessors, but at this moment, he is about to enter the mysterious Three Gorges, Jian Yumei thinks of this ancient artistic conception, and is a little fascinated.

He lay in his cabin, in a daze.

At this time, a voice came on tiptoe.

Jian Yumei knew who it was.

He pretended to close his eyes.

"Sleep, I'll leave after I'm asleep!" The voice walked up to him, watched him close his eyes, and said like this.

Jian Yumei laughed all of a sudden, and he took her hand.

This hand was gentle and smooth, Jian Yumei couldn't control herself all of a sudden, and pulled her into her arms all of a sudden.

That person pretended to be struggling, but Jian Yumei couldn't tolerate her struggling, so he kissed her lips.

At this moment, outside is the cold wind, the loneliness of the ages, the cold river, and the fishing fire of the stars.

But the cabin is as warm as spring.

Jian Yumei couldn't restrain her emotions and body.

Because in such loneliness, he felt that having this warm body immediately made him feel very happy.

The melancholy just now was gone.

He kissed frantically, and the girl also catered to him, her water melting.

At this time, on the boat not far outside, there was indeed a fisherman's song, the voice was hoarse, and it was sung with a Sichuan accent.

Jian Yumei looked at the girl in her arms, and hearing that voice, she suddenly wanted to cry.

However, the girl kissed his lips all of a sudden, and he forgot that loneliness all of a sudden.Then continue to linger with the girl.

The fisherman's singing has been going on, and in the singing, there are the past events of the Three Kingdoms, the bitterness encountered, and the helplessness of wandering on the river.

How long did Yusong last, how long did Jian Yumei and this girl last, and Jian Yumei didn't know where she was in such a long time.

It seemed that he wanted to express the eternal sadness and the suffocation in his chest.

The girl endured it gently, as if she knew what was on his mind.

Until the last fish singing stopped, everything disappeared.

Jian Yumei was protecting the girl, looking out of the window, the strange rocks in Xiling Gorge stood there like ghosts and ghosts.

Jian Yumei sighed, half of the river fishing, and a pillow of clear frost, Jian Yumei remembered these eight words.

Slowly, he also fell into a dream in a daze.

In the early morning, when the red sun was rising, Jian Yumei woke up.

There is still the fragrance of yesterday beside the pillow, but the wonderful person beside the pillow has already left.

Jian Yumei smiled.

Now the ship is moving, and life on board is like this.

Walking and walking, very chic and helpless.

"This is Xiling Gorge, you can take a good look at these scenery!" Said the boss of the boat.

"Oh, I knew about the scenery inside, but tell me about it in detail!" Jian Yumei asked.

"There are Dengying Gorge, Huangling Temple, Bingshu Baojian Gorge, Niu Gan Ma Lung Gorge, these are the scenery of Xiling Gorge!" Said the boss of the boat.

"Wow, there, look, those stones, don't they look like a picture of monk Tang and his disciples learning Buddhist scriptures!" At this time, Xue'er shouted there.

"Yes, yes, yes, very realistic!" Yaqin also said there.

Jian Yumei looked at Yaqin, who blushed.

"As you go up, there are still many realistic ones. The liver and horse lungs hang on the stone wall. They really look like beef liver and horse lungs. There is also the military sword, which is really realistic!" Said the boatman.

Jian Yumei nodded, looking all the way, the scenery on those gorge is so peerless.

When the military sword appeared in front of Jian Yumei, Jian Yumei sighed inexplicably when she saw the huge sword by the river.

"Why are you sighing, you have a sword, are you still worried that you don't have a sword, and there is also a book of war, I know someone has given you a book of war!" Yaqin said.

"If I were Zifang, I would worry that no one would give me the book of war. If I were an old man on the bridge, I would worry about who would entrust the book of war to me! Therefore, everyone would have to sigh!" Jian Yumei laughed.

"That's right, everything is predestined, and there is nothing Kong Ming can do about it. He has a unique knowledge and has nowhere to pass it on. By the way, didn't the book say that he passed it on to Jiang Wei?" Yaqin said.

"Yes, it means that it was passed on to Jiang Wei. As a disciple, Jiang Wei is not bad, but unfortunately he couldn't beat the current situation in the end. The successor's ability is limited. Shu's national strength is not good. Jiang Wei can only do it reluctantly. He supported it. For many years, he also tried the Nine Expeditions of the Central Plains, but unfortunately he was unable to succeed. In the end, Deng Ai attacked Yinping and captured Chengdu. He also wanted to use Zhong Hui's power to restore the Kingdom of Shu, but in the end it still fell short! What a pity! "Jian Yumei Said.

Seeing the huge sword on the stone wall plunged into the river, Jian Yumei knew that the sword was also deeply lonely.

The book of war is also lonely on a high cliff.

Jian Yumei remembered the book of war she had given to brother Wang Laishun.

Although there are many more subjects in modern warfare, the strategy of military books is still very important.

Jian Yumei sincerely hoped that the art of war would be effective.

Jian Yumei thought, this is also her greatest contribution to those who are fighting for their ideals.

Jian Yumei looked at the scenery on both sides of the strait, and gradually felt a little relaxed and happy.

He knows that if he thinks about those thousands of years of experience, he will never stop sighing, but the natural scenery must also be appreciated.

"What is that thing with a yellow roof!" Jian Yumei asked, pointing to a building on the bank.

"That's the Huangling Temple, also called the Huangniu Temple! It was rebuilt by Kong Ming when he entered Sichuan. There was a magical legend at that time. It was said that when Dayu was controlling the floods, a divine cow helped Dayu to open the mountain and let him go. The river flows downstream, and later generations were grateful for the merits of the ox, and built this temple! Later, when Kongming entered Shu, he saw that the temple was dilapidated, so Kongming paid for that temple! Look at the stone wall in front, and there is a huge ox! " said the boatman.

"Oh, this temple is really meaningful!" Jian Yumei said.

"Yes, walking in the Three Gorges, many historical sites are mainly from the Three Kingdoms! Those stories have been enduring for thousands of years!" Said the boatman.

The boat kept going, and the river water kept coming up from the bow.

Everyone exclaimed from time to time.

Jian Yumei looked at Xue'er and the others at the moment, they felt very curious and fresh, and they were all happy.

The boat drove slowly, passed through Xiling Gorge, and entered Wu Gorge.

"This is Wu Gorge, do you feel the changes in the gorge?" Said the boatman.

"The gorge here seems to be higher and steeper!" Jian Yumei said.

"The Twelve Peaks of Wushan Mountain are said to have been transformed by the Queen Mother's twelve daughters, and the most beautiful Goddess Peak among them is said to have been transformed by the Queen Mother's most beloved daughter, Yaoji!" Said the boatman.

At this time, a small figure on the far mountain appeared in front of Jian Yumei and the others.

"That's right there, you see, that's Goddess Peak!" Said the boatman.

"It's so beautiful, standing there!" Yaqin said.

Jian Yumei looked at Yaqin, she and Xueer were standing at the bow of the boat, like a beautiful scenery.

Jian Yumei smiled, "If you stood there, you would be equally beautiful!"

"But he is a legendary figure, we are just mortals!" Xue'er said.

"But the legendary ones were also made by mortals, they're just famous!" Grandma laughed.

Seeing grandma's ageless figure, Jian Yumei sighed, who said she couldn't be immortal for a thousand years?

However, Jian Yumei also knows that her beauty will eventually age, because grandma also revealed recently that maintaining her appearance requires a lot of energy, and maybe she really doesn't want to support it anymore.

"This is the stele of Kong Ming. According to legend, it was used when Kong Ming retired from Lu Xun! It is said that Kong Ming wrote some words in advance when he entered Sichuan, predicting that Lu Xun would come here on a certain day in a certain year. Lu Xun chased Liu Bei here. Continue to chase!" Said the boatman.

Jian Yumei thought of the Eight Formation Diagram, he knew that everything here was a legend, true or false.

But the memory of the wise man is forever.

The tall Wu Gorge passed quickly.

"In front of us is the Qutang Gorge. After passing the Qutang Gorge, we will arrive at Fengjie and exit the steep Three Gorges!" Said the boatman.

"Where are we stopping tonight?" Jian Yumei asked.

"Let's stop at Wushan!" Said the boatman.

"Wushan, Goddess of Xiangyang!" Jian Yumei said in a low voice.

Wushan arrived soon, this is a small city in the valley.Along the long stone steps, they went up to the city.

Jian Yumei saw that the people here are still very hard, because they have to climb up and down the mountain.

"Is Chongqing also like this, a mountain city?" Xue Er asked.

"I haven't been there yet, probably, I heard it is, but recently it seems that Chongqing is expanding the city, it seems very lively!" Jian Yumei said.

Because some newspapers are also talking about some things, but what Jian Yumei is most interested in is that they heard that Chongqing is very haunted recently.

It is said that when the city was expanded, many piles of bones were dug up, and those bones were probably from very old ages.

Jian Yumei thought of that magic cave.

If that demon lair is a very old group of demons, then those new ghosts probably came later.

It's just that old and new ghosts gather there, which is also a very energy-consuming thing.

That night, Jian Yumei was practicing in the cabin, and when he entered a very clear state, he felt that his primordial spirit had come out of his body again.

He felt his soul in the air, looking at the twelve peaks of Wushan Mountain, the peaks were surrounded by clouds and mist in the night.

However, in a mountain peak, Jian Yumei suddenly saw a white light soaring into the sky.

In the mountains and valleys, the white light was so dazzling, Jian Yumei knew that it was a sign of a strange treasure.

Jian Yumei carefully discerned the direction, and it was just under the Goddess Peak.

Could it be that there are treasures hidden under the Goddess Peak?Jian Yumei was thinking there.

Go take a look, or you will regret it, since you are here, you have to find out.

Jian Yumei hastily withdrew the Yuanshen, and the Yuanshen slowly fell into her body.

Jian Yumei slowly opened her eyes.

Suddenly, he saw a woman in front of him.

She turned her back to her, and Jian Yumei saw her charming figure.

She has long hair like water and a delicate figure.From the side, one can see her exquisite chest and slender breasts.

Jian Yumei didn't dare to move now, he was afraid of alarming this beauty.

Just as Jian Yumei was holding her breath and not daring to breathe, the beauty turned her head.

Jian Yumei saw that her skin was like snow, her eyebrows were long, her eyes were like cold stars, her nose was straight, and her lips were fragrant and lovely.

Jian Yumei didn't know what to do at the moment.

The woman walked towards Jian Yumei.

Jian Yumei was already very confused at this moment, he knew that this woman was not a mortal, but she was not a ghost either, because he could tell the difference.

Who is this woman?Jian Yumei couldn't judge at the moment.

"I am the Goddess of Wushan!" the woman said to Jian Yumei faintly.

"Goddess of Wushan? What about King Chu Xiang?" Jian Yumei asked.

"I'm not that goddess, I'm me, and I'm still a pure and pure woman!" said the girl.

"But why did you come here today?" Jian Yumei asked.

"I don't know either. I've heard stories about the Goddess of King Xiang since I was a child, but I don't know what kind of person is my King Xiang. I don't want to play today. I saw you on the river. I, I just want to be close to you." , so here I come!" said the girl.

She blushed when she finished speaking.

Jian Yumei is also a little confused at the moment, King Xiang, Goddess, **, he is thinking about these.

However, this is also a bit too fantastic.

"But! What do you want me to do?" Jian Yumei was a little at a loss. He saw the girl standing there shyly, as if she had infinite desire.

"I don't know either. You are a man. You should know how to do it. Anyway, I have no experience. I just want to be close to you now. I also know that after tonight, you will leave here, but I can't leave here. So I don't want to leave any regrets!" said the girl.

Jian Yumei looked at the girl, who slowly mustered up her courage and approached him.

Jian Yumei heard her own breathing, and also heard the girl's rapid breathing.

At this moment, the river water was slapping the side of the ship.

Jian Yumei saw such a good girl so tenderly in front of him, thinking of what she said, after today, he will never see each other again, and he felt deeply melancholy.

He held out his hand, and the girl gave it to him.

When Jian Yumei held that gentle little hand, he felt a palpitation.

He pulled gently, and the girl fell into his arms.

Jian Yumei couldn't restrain herself at this moment, looking at the tenderness of the girl in her arms.

She seemed very satisfied, looking at herself with a pair of wonderful eyes.

"Maybe we won't meet again tomorrow, but tonight, I will remember it forever!" said the girl.

Jian Yumei couldn't restrain her emotions, those emotions of life and death had accompanied him along the way.

At this moment, he seemed to see Zhou Lang, Xiao Qiao, the white snow on Xiao Qiao's tomb under Dongting Lake, and the lonely river in front of the Kongming Monument.

He kissed the girl.

The girl groaned at this moment, she seemed to have fainted.

At this moment, the ship was shaking, and Jian Yumei and such a goddess were in the cabin.

Everything is like an ancient dream.

Jian Yumei has been wondering whether the legendary Wushan Goddess that King Chuxiang met when he was playing in Yunmengze was in the same family as this woman?

If it is a family, is there any inheritance?

Jian Yumei kissed the girl, making out affectionately over and over again.