C3 (1/2)

One day, when Dong Lang returned from Uncle Liu's home, he saw the man who had previously eaten at home. He was still dressed in tattered clothes, like a beggar, and walked over as if he had already predicted that Dong Lang would appear at this place. He said: ”Kid, I'll bring you out to play, do you want to go?” The man asked with a smile on his face. However, on his slovenly face, his smile was even uglier than crying. Dong Lang smelled the scent on his body, pinching his nose with his little hands while flicking: ”Not going, not going.” With that, he turned to leave.

Hearing this, the man sighed, ”Ah, such a pity. There are so many birds that cannot be seen here. They are of all colors, even more beautiful than peacocks.” The man purposely said loudly before walking away with big strides with his back facing Dong Lang. Hearing that there were a lot of beautiful birds, Dong Lang's originally firm confidence wavered. He submissively turned around and opened his eyes wide, looking at the man who was walking away.

The man seemed to have felt Dong Lang's passionate gaze. He walked a few steps, turned his head, raised his eyebrows and chuckled: ”Are you still going?” ”He purposely dragged his voice for a long time, afraid that Dong Lang wouldn't be able to hear him. ”I'll go, I'll go.” Dong Lang nodded his head like a chick pecking rice.

The mountain was called Wanhua Mountain, and it was directly east. There were three other mountains in the other three directions, the one to the west was Huanqing Mountain, the one to the south was Jue Ming Mountain, and the one to the north was Wind Cry Mountain. In addition, these four mountains were still not the tallest. There were four other mountains that were even taller than they were. From a distance, it looked like celestial music was lingering around them. Countless Immortals were roaming about … However, this was only in terms of the village.

There were many wild beasts in Wanhua Mountain, and every night, these wild beasts would let out low roars. However, for some reason, these wild beasts did not leave the mountain. As a result, Dong Lang's village never moved. One must know, being accompanied by wild beasts was an extremely dangerous thing.

Another legend said that the reason why these wild beasts did not dare to leave the mountain was that there was a wild beast called Salmon in the mountain. Every night, it would circle around the mountain and chase those wild beasts that wanted to leave the mountain back. This was how the village had been passed down for generations. There were people who wanted to investigate this place, but the journey was simply too far and the safety on the road was unknown, so they gave up on this idea.

”Kid, have you heard of Salmon?” That man turned to look at Dong Lang and asked. Today, I will bring you to see the Salmon.

”What is a Salmon?” Dong Lang asked. You don't even know about Salmon? ” The man seemed to have heard something very funny. Actually, ever since Dong Lang had started reading, he had been ”forced” by the Uncle Liu to read those so-called books on Chinese medicine everyday. Uncle Liu only told this Wanhua Mountain that there were many precious herbs. He did not mention to Dong Lang the story of the Salmon in the Wanhua Mountain.

”About that, can you explain the characteristics of the Salmon to me?” Dong Lang asked.

”I'm not that one. I have a name. I'm Ye Hong and Gu Ming.” ”You can call me Ye Hong.” That Salmon, its appearance is similar to a peacock, and it has a very obvious characteristic. It has three eyes. ” That person seemed to be dissatisfied with how Dong Lang kept calling him.

”Three eyes. You actually have three eyes. How could you possibly have three eyes?”

”You'll know when you see it. I, Ye Hong, never lie, let alone a little brat like you.”

”Hey, what does your name mean?” ”Dong Lang's attention seemed to have been diverted as he asked puzzledly. What other meaning can a name have? ” Ye Hong answered Dong Lang.

”Of course there is! I was born in the winter, so my mother called me Dong Lang. ”

”How troublesome!” ”Yes,” Ye Hong and Gu Ming answered. Forget it, let's not talk about this anymore. Let me tell you something that you've never heard of! ”

”How about it? Go ahead and tell me!” Dong Lang looked at him excitedly.

”Then you better listen up. Actually, this world doesn't only have mortals. There are many races we do not know. Their lifespan is much longer than us mortals. ”You can live for a few hundred years at will …” Dong Lang stood at the side and listened with wide eyes, not daring to blink, afraid that he would miss out on too many things in the blink of an eye.

”Are they deities? Is it a god? ” Halfway through, Dong Lang couldn't hold it in anymore.