The wind rose and Yun continued, "It's evil intentions! Animals and humans alike have their nature, this cat has also reached the mating season, its nature is to eliminate competitors, all female cats in its subconscious are its enemies. This jade pendant is indeed terrifying. However, where there is evil, there is righteousness, just like a dagger, it depends on who uses it, in the hands of a bandit, it's an instrument for evil, in the hands of a soldier, it's justice to protect one's home and country."

  "Are you saying there's another jade pendant like this one? If we can find that beggar, it would be great. It seems we can't take out this jade pendant easily, who knows when someone might be tempted by its evil influence."

  "Judging from the material, it's definitely old. The design is also close to ancient Shu style. It's not important who made this pair of jade pendants, what's important is who got their hands on them. Let's keep it for now, since they chose to give it to that cat, it must be fate. Fate can't be forced, but I have a way to make the cat stop causing trouble."

  Fatso said: "You're not thinking of getting it tied up, are you? I heard that Xiaobai has already given it birth control pills, she doesn't like Amy being pregnant."

  "That's right, maternal instinct is natural, animals are no exception, how can humans suppress their nature? The current situation is also caused by humans, it is humans who have given them a vengeful heart and evil thoughts. Look at this cat, it's not young anymore but has never experienced the joy of being a mother, just let it be, everything will be settled, take away the jade pendant and let it conceive naturally, after this period give it back to her, let her experience the charm of life, only then will she understand how to respect life."

  A few words, spoken from Feng Qi Yun's mouth, sounded so comfortable to Cha Wen Bin's ears that he suddenly had a misconception - this person and Ye Qiu have many similarities. One is an icy hearted jade pot, deep and introverted; the other is a free-spirited and elegant, carefree and natural. Two completely different personalities yet share similar qualities, as if they were born to be opposing counterparts.

  The wind rises and the clouds come, it's only natural to deal with that corpse. A thousand years ago, this place indeed belonged to the Wind family, their ancestors built the present Hong Village. When I was a child, the Lion Peak was often shrouded in mist, we children would ask the old people: Grandpa, are there monsters in the mountains? The old people would always smile and say: Foolish child, there are immortals living inside. Now Hong Village is just like it was back then, the mountain hasn't changed, the water hasn't changed, the road hasn't changed, only the people have changed.

  The body was taken away, but some people say it wasn't taken away at all, it's still in that tree. Many years later, the tree, which had endured many hardships, finally couldn't escape its fate of death. Now its withered trunk is dry and lifeless, yet every time descendants walk by, they can still see someone burning incense there reverently. If you ask the villagers of Hong Village why, they'll tell you: this is their root...

  Xia Qiushi sent over the painting, wrapped in brocade. Over the years, it had been well preserved. Cha Wenbin gently unrolled the scroll, and the woman in the painting seemed as real as life itself.

  In the painting, the woman wears a thin, gauzy dress with a floral pattern and a fragrance that wafts from her chest. Her waist is cinched with a soft, pale green sash, and she has on a flowing white skirt with a peony flower pattern. Over this, she wears a loose, trailing white jacket with a peony flower pattern. Her shoulders are slender, her waist is delicate, and her skin is as smooth as jade. Her eyes sparkle like spring water, and her eyebrows are shaped like the moon. On her head, she wears a hairpin with a few strands of purple jade hanging down, and her long black hair flows down her back like a waterfall. Her face is as pale as snow, and her lips are as red as fire. She is so beautiful that it's dazzling, and yet, she doesn't seem to be wearing any makeup. The bright yellow robe she wears accentuates her slender figure, and the green silk sash around her waist adds to her elegance. As she strolls through the painting, a thousand different emotions seem to emanate from her, and yet, her face is as fresh and natural as if she weren't wearing any powder or rouge.

  A woman in the painting holds a small black cat, and Zha Wenbin suddenly sees that the cat's neck indeed has a touch of emerald green, which makes the lazy cat look a bit charming, but also makes the woman in the painting seem like an ethereal being who doesn't eat or drink anything worldly, as fleeting and illusory as fireworks.

  He was stunned, dazed and infatuated. The figure in the painting seemed to be slowly walking towards him. He panicked, became disheveled and cried. The woman faintly called out: "Wenbin ge, why haven't you come to see me for so long?"

  "Xiao Bai? Are you really Xiao Bai?" He stretched out his hand but found himself grasping at air, that woman covered her face and retreated, saying: "Wen Bin ge, I'm so cold, how can you bear to leave me alone like this?"

  "Xiao Bai, where are you! Xiao Bai!" He rushed towards the woman, but their distance grew farther and farther, more and more blurry.

  "Xiao Bai!" Suddenly, Zha Wenbin felt that his face had been pinched hard. He waved his hand, kicked his leg, opened his eyes, and saw that Pangzi and Ye Qiu had quietly walked away...

  "Hey, Lao Er, you're so fierce, think of a way, I've never seen him cry before, but just now..."

  Just before, Pangzi and Ye Qiu both heard Cha Wenbin's loud shouting. In the middle of the night, Pangzi hastily entered his room. At this time, Cha Wenbin was sleeping on the bed, loudly shouting Xiao Bai's name. On the table not far from him was placed that painting. It is estimated that he was having another nightmare again. Pangzi reached out to wipe away the tears on his cheek. This situation has been going on for three consecutive days now, since the painting came back, Cha Wenbin almost every night had to reenact today's scene.

  Ye Qiu didn't say a word and went back to his own room by himself. Fat Bro knew he wasn't pretending to be cool, but was genuinely at a loss for what to do.

  "Alas, one must use poison to cure a poisonous heart..." The fatty shook his head and went alone to the kitchen to drown his sorrows.

  Flying dance in the slanting sunset, Osmanthus fragrans waves two sleeves of fragrance; Yellow sand bewilders the engraved eternal despair, reincarnation is vast, past life is remote, unforgettable...

  The woman in the painting is not only identical to Yuan Xiaobai, but also the cat in her arms has a 99% resemblance to Amy. The fish-shaped pendant, is it just a coincidence? Or did someone from the future travel back and replayed the sorrow of this life?

  When Feng Qi Yun left, she told Cha Wen Bin that the background of this painting might be the only clue to decipher it. If you look closely under the light, there is a mountain peak behind the woman's back, and the mountain peak and her hair are cleverly integrated together. If Feng Qi Yun hadn't discovered the triangular gap between the mountain peaks, Cha Wen Bin might not have thought of this layer until now. The white snow on the mountains and the paper had long been merged into one body. Feng Qi Yun told Cha Wen Bin that the white background of this painting has two layers of color, one is paper and the other is snow. Only a master who has seen countless masterpieces can see through such a mysterious composition.

  The sky and earth are of one color, ten thousand years of ice seal, are you still waiting for that person?

  "Tell me if you're going, Brother Cha." These were the last words of Feng Qi Yun as she left the Cha household. Mount Wu Zhou! A divine mountain that has appeared everywhere in legends for five thousand years yet remains unknown to this day, a divine mountain believed to be the only place where one can directly ascend to heaven from the mortal realm.

  "In two months, if you still haven't woken up, then I'll go accompany you." This was the last thing he said in front of that painting before leaving home.

  Huoshan County, a tea house, four young people, a week later, in the northwest of Kunlun, more than half of China was still under the scorching sun just after entering autumn, but the people here were wearing thick fur coats.

  The wind rose and the cloud found a guide, they were going to a place called Narnggol Valley, which is 6,000 meters above sea level. The Narnggol River originates from the Kunlun Mountains over 6,000 meters high, with the main ridge of the Kunlun Mountains piercing the sky in the south and the Qilian Snow Mountain blocking the Chaidamu Basin in the north. Perhaps many people have not heard of this name, including Cha Wenbin, but it has a loud title: Ancient Death, also known as "Gate of Hell"!

  It is said that the shepherds living in Mount Kunlun would rather let their cattle starve to death on the Gobi Desert than dare to enter the deep valley of Mount Kunlun where the grass is lush and ancient.

  In the year before that, in April 1983, horses from a local ranch near Alar had wandered into Death Valley while grazing on the lush grass. A herdsman ventured into the valley to search for them. Several days passed and the man failed to reappear, but the horses did. His body was later found on a small hill. His clothes were torn, his feet bare, eyes wide open in anger, mouth agape, with his rifle still clutched in his hand, an expression of having died in a state of extreme agitation. What is inexplicable is that there were no signs of injury or attack on his body.

  In the same year, three months later, in July 1983, a geological survey team from Qinghai Province mistakenly entered this death valley. At that time, it was extremely hot outside, but suddenly a blizzard started near the Langler Gorge. A thunderclap accompanied the sudden storm, and except for one cook who managed to survive, everyone else died on the spot. According to the cook's recollection, as soon as he heard the thunder, he felt numb all over his body, his eyes turned black, and then he lost consciousness. When he woke up, he found that the original yellow soil had turned into black soil, like ashes, and everything around him was scorched earth.

  Cha Wenbin called the scene that Yuan Xiaobai saw "The Gate of Hell". It is unknown whether this is a coincidence, but two tragic cases last year brought Langjia Gorge into the public eye. This local legend has been passed down from generation to generation among herders, warning their children and grandchildren that it belongs to another world. If you covet the land inside, the gods will punish you.

  In August 1983, after the tragic incident, relevant departments attached great importance to it. An investigation team composed of geological and local armed police was formed to uncover the mysterious Nangong Valley. According to their later report, at that time, the shepherd's body was found lying on his back with his face completely blackened. Moreover, for some reason, he fell down in a posture as if holding a gun ready to shoot.

  The investigation team decided to figure out what they had encountered. A few days later, except for the discovery of a tent nearby, indicating that the two groups had stayed there before, nothing was found. The captain who led the team at that time was called Luo Mu, a Tibetan from Qinghai Province. Just as he was about to lead the team to withdraw, the same disaster struck again, and this time, no one survived, another seven lives...