Distant Mountains Like Dark Brows, Features Like a Painting
Thump!
His legs bent and straightened again, the muscles and veins on his legs bulged, and the boulder remained motionless on Mu Fan's back.
Drink!
His feet left the ground again, landing heavily on the steps in front of him. The stone-carved mountain path did not sink in like mud, but instead perfectly supported the weight of Mu Fan and the boulder with its hard material.
This time, Mu Fan used a squat frog jump to cross the three stone steps.
If there weren't any boulders, you could probably skip at least a dozen steps...
Although it's a bit short, I will improve; this is just the beginning!
Drink!
Mu Fan crouched down and leaped up again, landing steadily on the mountain path with a dull echo.
As the boy crouched and jumped, a huge rock began to slowly move upwards along the winding mountain path.
If someone sees this, they will definitely rub their eyes at least three times before going back to sleep.
This must be a hallucination!
How could a person possibly carry a several-ton boulder while leaping up a mountain like a frog!
The soles of their shoes were almost flattened by the weight of the huge rock on their backs.
Moreover, although the mountain road was slippery, it was not a problem at all for the boy who had lived in the wilderness for more than ten years.
The temperature was exceptionally low at dawn. Even though it was the last month of the hot summer, most people would need to wear a jacket over their t-shirt to go out at this time.
This is just on flat ground; if you climb up the mountain, the temperature will drop further as the altitude increases.
At this time, the temperature at the top of Little Green Mountain was at least 10 degrees Celsius lower than at the foot of the mountain.
Mu Fan's training clothes and vest lay quietly at the foot of the mountain, at the Starting Point this narrow and rugged mountain road.
Mu Fan's back was not bleeding from the boulder; the crisscrossing scars would make the skin on his back completely resistant to the rough rocks.
Moreover, as Mu Fan repeatedly released and released his power, almost all the muscles in his body were mobilized, and rising heat began to rise from his body.
The cold mountain wind that blew onto Mu Fan was immediately vaporized by the rising heat.
Mu Fan had never traveled this mountain road before, but he estimated it to be about five kilometers long.
Mu Fan's goal today is to carry the giant rock up the mountain and... hop down the mountain!
One round trip is 10 kilometers!
Frog jumps the whole time!
The sky was just beginning to lighten; it was the very first signs of dawn, and the cultivation had only just begun.
Mu Fan grinned across his resolute face, then gritted his teeth and jumped again.
Thump, thump, thump...
On Little Green Mountain, the gentle mountain breeze gradually dispersed the dull echo.
With steady and even leaps, Mu Fan's figure grew smaller and smaller as he appeared from the foot of the mountain.
It seems that only the gently swaying mountain grass on both sides of the road witnessed his efforts.
For 20 minutes, 30 minutes, 40 minutes, Mu Fan didn't utter a single word; all that could be heard was the rhythmic and forceful panting from his mouth and nose.
The 2500th jump!
Jump number 2501!
Mu Fan's forehead was covered in sweat, which dripped onto the stone path with steam. He looked up and saw a sky shrouded in a misty fog, like the sky at the beginning of life, right in front of him.
He chuckled.
Jump number 2502!
Thump!
With both feet landing heavily, Mu Fan's upper body was pressed down to almost parallel to the ground.
Mu Fan could only look down at his feet, where there were flat lines made of stones, stretching endlessly in the area he could see.
The boulder was still on his back.
In the time it took him to slowly get up, he naturally didn't see a slender figure standing against the wind, as straight as a green bamboo, less than 200 meters in front of him.
A few dozen meters ahead of that figure stood a proud pine tree Green Mountain Peak, exuding an air of dominance over all other mountains.
Behind the pine trees, the flat stone ground was replaced by untended mountain gravel.
One of them was a huge rock that lay there like a reclining ox.
It was almost five o'clock, and the light on the mountaintop was bright enough that a red dot, like rouge, could be seen on the reclining ox boulder.
This is only what you see at first glance, but upon closer inspection, you'll find that the slender figure is holding a large bow that is as tall as her.
A pale white tassel is tied to the black, rustic bow tip, and it sways with the wind as the mountain breeze blows.
Hold the bow in front with your left hand at wrist level, and pull the bowstring back to half full with your right hand at elbow level.
Stand upright like a trunk, straighten your arms like branches!
The soft exhalation seemed to blend into the sound of the wind.
The wrists, elbows, and delicate shoulders were on the same horizontal line. The white bow-shaped robe and chest ornament, along with the long black hair casually tied up with a ribbon at the back, already indicated the gender of this figure.
When the thud came from a hundred meters behind, the figure, who had been holding the position for who knows how long, slowly put the bowstring back into place with his right thumb, which was wearing a copper thumb ring, and held the unremarkable Wooden Arrow between his two fingers.
The figure finally turned around slowly and looked behind him.
At this moment, the woman, holding the large bow and arrows at an angle and turning around, seemed to blend perfectly with the mountain mist and the glow of the rising sun behind her.
The gently fluttering hem of her robe and her half-tied, wind-swept black hair accentuated the woman's ethereal beauty.
Even when Mu Fan looked up and saw this figure, he was momentarily stunned.
Far from technological civilization, nestled among the mountain peaks, at sunrise, there is a scene of perfect harmony between humanity and nature.
The morning sun cast a silhouette of the woman into my pupils; I hadn't felt this sense of complete immersion in nature for a long time.
Having grown accustomed to the hustle and bustle of the technological world, and to the Bing Bing steel of mechs and warships, Mu Fan was momentarily mesmerized by this sight.
The stone on his back remained motionless as the boy, who was gradually straightening up, stared blankly at the woman holding a bow in the distance.
But just as the perfect silence was maintained in this space, a clear, slightly questioning voice came softly from the woman's mouth, flowing through the wind like jade beads falling onto a plate, reaching his ears.
"Mu Fan?"
Mu Fan?
The voice echoed in his mind, jolting him awake.
The moment I looked up, a drop of hot sweat landed on the stone slab, splashing up a tiny, glistening water droplet.
Mu Fan's back muscles trembled violently as Mu Fan used his arms to throw the boulder into the air, then caught it with his arms and placed it steadily on the ground.
At the summit of Little Green Mountain, at this moment when darkness has just faded and dawn has just arrived.
Mu Fan, his upper body bare and covered in scars, carrying the lingering heat that the mountain wind couldn't dispel, stood a hundred meters away, watching the woman with the bow and the beautiful features of the distant mountains.
His face betrayed his undisguised surprise:
"Senior Lu...?"
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P. S.: (Doesn't it feel like I could go write fantasy and xianxia novels...?)
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