Artifact

A strange aurora appeared in the clear sky, first a thin layer, hazy, and then the light contracted, condensed, and turned into a golden thunder light, "boom" and fell to the peak!

On the top of the mountain, a burst of lightning burst out, flying sand and rocks.

Readers are still waiting for the smoke to dissipate to see what happens, but the smoke does not disperse, but slowly crystallizes like a cloud, gathering into small Xiaoice beads visible to the naked eye, scattered everywhere.

Originally, the mountain was extremely high, and the temperature was quite low, so the effect of this thunder made the temperature here even lower - or to be precise, it dropped by dozens of degrees all at once.

This drastic temperature difference directly caused a circular low-temperature barrier to form on the top of the entire huge mountain peak, and the outside world could not see what was going on except for a large number of ice beads and frost falling continuously.

But soon, in this chaotic qi barrier, a golden light flashed!

With a "buzz", a big hole appeared in the gray-white low-temperature air barrier in an instant, and the golden light swept out of the way, crossed the sky, and flew straight to a certain place in the land of Yan Kingdom!

The brightness and speed of this golden light were so strong and fast that when it crossed the vast land of Yan Kingdom, it was witnessed by countless people, and some people even claimed to have seen an immortal in the golden light.

Most ordinary people don't have such good eyesight, but even if someone really sees it clearly, no one will believe it, but this one is different, he is a famous hunter in Yan Kingdom, known as "Bow Ring".

As the name suggests, the so-called "a bow rings, three buckets", which means that whenever the bow rings a hunting bow, there will be a harvest, he sells the prey in exchange for rice, and every day to weigh the bucket of three hundreds.

According to the unit of measurement of Yanguo, one Hu is almost one stone, which is about one hundred and twenty catties, and three Hu is three hundred and sixty catties.

Think about it, every time Gong Xiang goes out hunting and comes home, he can exchange it for three hundred and sixty catties of grain, how much prey does he have to fight?

Needless to say, when Gong Xiang said the same, everyone was silent - Gong Xiang was notoriously good for his eyesight, and it is said that he once shot three arrows at a mosquito in a fraction of a minute, the first arrow knocked off the two wings of the mosquito, the second arrow broke the mosquito's mouthparts, and the third arrow, hehe, cut the mosquito's fallen mouthparts into two long halves!

He also said that he saw it, so it could be fake!?

Still, there are some long-tongued women who chew their tongues behind their backs, saying things like "the bow rings and is deceiving attention and grandstanding".

The fact is that Gong Xiang suffered an accident a few years ago, which caused him to be lame in one leg, and even worse, the hand that drew the bow was useless!

Later, the military department selected generals to expedition to Xizhou City, and he was not selected because of his physical disability - originally with his skills, he had already decided to be a general.

Since then, Gong Xiang can no longer go hunting, can only rely on a few acres of land at home to barely live, fortunately in the early years he accumulated a lot of money, although he can not fish and meat every day, the rest of his life is not a problem to mix food and clothing.

However, even with the gossip behind his back, Gong Xiang still insisted on what he saw, and he could even tell the audience that "the immortal in the golden light is an old man, with white hair and white beard, cicadas and straw ropes, and no pupils."

Everyone laughed at him for being crazy, and the bow was not angry, but stared at the golden light, his face became more and more heavy, and finally said, "You don't believe it, some people believe it!" and hurried away.

Behind, a few bucket-waisted aunts are still chattering:

"Look at his nasty face, he must be crazy!".

"Yes, if you are poor, you can't be crazy?"

"Hey, didn't you see that he was carrying that broken bow all day long! I thought he was a marksman!".

"The bow rings, and his family is worth some money, right?"

"You see, he doesn't even know the way home!"

Gong Xiang's house was on the edge of the town, but he turned around and walked back to the mountain, and he didn't know why his lame leg could walk so fast, and he disappeared in the blink of an eye.

The back mountain is where this golden light disappears!

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Gong Xiang left the town, and went straight to the back mountain, at this moment his lame leg was no longer trembling, but was extremely flexible, the whole person was one foot high and one foot low, but he moved faster than those mountain woodcutters.

At most, it took a cup of tea to climb a hill more than 200 zhang high in one go.

Houshan people call the spring hidden slope, it is said that there was a spring on the mountain, drink it can cure a hundred diseases, cure a hundred poisons, heal a hundred wounds, but this spring mortals can not see, if you are lucky enough to see the spring, often can not walk in front of the spring will die of thirst.

A legend is a legend after all, Quanyin Slope is like his own backyard for Gong Xiang, up and down I don't know tens of thousands of times, every stone here, every lump of dirt, he can feel it clearly, and he can walk with his eyes closed.

But today it was strange, first there was a heavy fog in the woods, the temperature plummeted, and then the bow sounded and I got lost.

Hah! Getting lost in your own backyard? Don't say you haven't seen this kind of thing, you've never heard of it!

But the instinct of the bow told him that it was not that simple!

The bow sounded, and his keen sense of being a hunter prompted him to stretch out his left hand and remove the bow from his back, and with his useless hand he broke an arrow, put it in his mouth, hooked his hand, and took a few steps up to a large tree on the top of the mountain.

This tree was planted by Grandpa Gong Xiang, he also carved his name on the tree when he was a child, naturally it is very familiar, every time you stand on the top of the tree, you can look at the endless mountains in the distance.

But when the bow sounded like that, I was shocked in my heart, and my feet and neck felt a little soft.

The old tree standing on the top of the Quanyin slope looked out, where are the mountains? There is actually a deep pool in front of it!

Due to the thick fog, Gong Xiang couldn't even see how big the deep pool was, but he could vaguely see the clear water from the trees, and the bottom of the pool was extremely deep, and the water was so clear that it was bottomless!

And, very strangely, there was an inexplicable buzzing sound all around.

It's not the buzzing of flies and mosquitoes, but it's like the buzz of the atmosphere, more like the sound of a swirling flood when the whole world is shrouded in something huge.

This continued for a short while, and suddenly, the water of the pool rippled, and there was no wind and waves, forming a whirlpool.

In

the center of the whirlpool loomed a white, long, strange thing!

Gong Xiang gasped, and then the blood vessels on his head exploded, and his eyes bulged out.

He narrowed his eyes and looked more closely, and although the environment was different, the scene was almost the same as it had been a few years ago!

Back then, Gong Xiang was hunting in the mountains, passing by a mountain stream, drinking and filling up was not enough, and he felt that the stream was cool and sweet, so he stripped off his clothes and pants and jumped down to swim.

I don't know why, after swimming for a while, he felt a sharp pain in his abdomen, and at this time there was a long distance from the shore, and when he saw that there was no one around, he fell directly into the stream.

I don't remember much about what happened next, but the gray-white monster in the darkness of the stream roaring, the mud and rocks tumbling, and the memory is forever imprinted in my mind.

When the bow was found by the hunters who had gone with him, he was covered in bruises and unconscious.

He hunted the bow for a whole year, and it never rang again.