Night’s Nomenclature

Countdown: 44:00:00.

Forbidden Place No. 002.

One is more than a thousand meters away from the cliff of Qingshan, on the top of another mountain.

"I miss you so much," Li Shutong said with emotion in the dark night: "I think the last time I climbed the Qingshan cliff was more than thirty years ago. At that time, my senior brother and I were holding our breath and wanted to see who would stay. The words are taller.”

The tradition of knights is to climb the cliffs of green mountains and carve their names there when they are exhausted for the first time.

As a result, the senior brother left the mark at 212 meters, while Li Shutong left it at 367 meters.

After he came back, he showed off to his senior brother, but was beaten violently by his senior brother Chen Jiazhang, who had unlocked the second level of gene lock at that time.

At that time, he was not a demigod in the world, nor was he a contemporary knight leader that everyone respected. He was just a young boy who had just learned how to shave his beard.

At that time, he still had the drive to move forward and the courage to make decisions without regrets.

This time, Li Shutong did not tell Qingchen about the knight's tradition, just to see where the student would carve his name.

But what surprised him a little was that Qingchen's name was not tall, only over 100 meters tall.

But Li Shutong always felt that it would be more meaningful to carve the name like this.

"The students I have accepted are pretty good," Li Shutong boasted to the side. "He showed no fear in the face of crossbows and expressed silent contempt through the act of carving. If I could go back in time, I would also like to imitate him. Just think about it. Stimulate."

Beside him, stood quietly a three-meter-tall Aoyama Falcon.

The feathers on the Qingshan Falcon are as big as knives, and its solid and powerful claws are clasped on the rocks. With a little force, even the rocks will break like tofu.

But at this moment, Qingshan Falcon looked sideways at Li Shutong, his eyes full of humanity, as if he looked down on the other person's boasting: That's because your student is great, not you.

Uncle Li was amused: "Why are you still not convinced? This is how I look for students! Don't look at me for confiscating students all the time. In fact, I am responsible for the knight organization based on the principle of "preferring nothing to nothing"!

Qingshan Falcon rolled his eyes: It's not time for me to chase you all over the mountain.

"A good man is not brave enough," Li Shutong said, "Let's have a fight now? I'll beat you bald!"

Qingshan Falcon moved his body that was blocking the sky: I don’t have the same experience as you.

Li Shutong happily turned his gaze back to Qingchen and saw the boy climbing up like a gecko, becoming more and more skillful and determined.

From the beginning of the knight organization, the most important thing in accepting new members was not ability, but character.

As for the temperament of this young man, Qingchen, Li Shutong felt that he could be ranked among the top three.

"Teacher, look, I have really found a very good successor for our knights," Li Shutong said with emotion.

After saying that, he stood up and walked towards the mountain road behind him, preparing to go down the mountain.

The Qingshan Falcon chirped twice: Don’t you want to watch? Only halfway up the climb.

Li Shutong waved his hands and said with a smile without looking back: "There is an old saying among knights: I will only accompany him for one journey of a thousand miles. From now on, I will not care about the wind, snow or sunshine."

…

A gust of mountain wind blew, making Qingchen's clothes rustle.

The young man's fingers were firm and strong in the rock crevice. He turned back and glanced at the scenery behind him. The forbidden place was all in his eyes.

The sky has turned from deep black to gray, and the giant tree stands in the distance. The canopy stretching for several kilometers is particularly spectacular, as if someone is whispering the opening poem of the myth.

Qingchen continued to climb up, and the magical ginkgo from the forbidden place continued to repair his body.

267 meters, Jiang Feifei stayed.

312 meters, Li Linghong stays.

321 meters, Yangdavaliu.

367 meters, Li Shutong stayed.

Qingchen followed the white 'footprints' of his ancestors on the cliff.

One after another, the ancestors accompanied him to climb here with unique greetings.

It’s just that the further you go up, the fewer the names.

When he climbed here, Qingchen could already feel the warmth brought by the ginkgo gradually fading away.

He felt that his physical strength was rapidly being depleted, and fatigue was constantly attacking his will.

But the next moment.

411 meters, Qin Sheng stayed.

Qingchen remembered that this was the knight leader of a certain generation who pioneered the breathing technique.

Suddenly, he seemed to understand something.

The places where these senior knights left their messages were on the rock climbing route, when they were about to face the most dangerous mountains.

When the seniors come here, they will stop to rest and then carve their names.

When all the newcomers feel that they have exhausted their strength, the names engraved by the predecessors are like an encouragement.

Qingchen pursed his lips and continued to climb up.

489 meters, Yang Xiaojin stayed.

Qingchen glanced at the small and meaningful words and gritted his teeth again.

There was a trembling whine in the muscles, and a fierce struggle echoed in the will.

He almost broke his teeth, but he still kept climbing upwards.

Just when he thought no more names would appear upwards.

599 meters, Ren Xiaosu stays.

…

Qingchen suddenly looked up and saw the end of the cliff.

But the next moment Qingchen was stunned, because at the end of the cliff was a piece of cliff protruding from the edge.

Nowhere to take advantage.

This is not a vertical cliff, or the 599 meters ahead are indeed vertical, but it is different here.

Before this, Li Shutong had never mentioned this matter.

If you want to reach the top, you must jump from the top of this mountain.

There is no road here, and there are no more white "footprints" in front of us.

The warm current of ginkgo finally dissipated.

The ancestors walked 599 meters with him, but the last meter was Qingchen's own path.

Countdown to 42:20:00.

5:40 in the morning.

There was golden light spreading from the clouds behind him, and the clouds were flowing rapidly like a vast sea.

Qingchen grasped the crevice at the top of the mountain, and because he hesitated for too long, his fingers began to tremble slightly.

He recalled the moment when his arm first showed a countdown.

Recalling the loneliness in the small dark room, recalling Laojun holding the stone and throwing it hard.

At this time, Qingchen saw a line of small words next to the name Ren Xiaosu: Life should be like a candle, always bright from the beginning to the end.

The boy closed his eyes.

Yes, even if there is only the last second in life, it must always be bright!

Qingchen opened his eyes and suddenly jumped up with strength.

past life.

future life.

Intertwined!

Sonata!

This is the life path he chose.

Of all the shortcuts in the world, it is the longest road.

Since it was your choice, don’t look back!

The rest of your life?

The road ahead is open!

The boy felt like he was learning to fly for the first time in the air.

But I saw him struggling to stretch his body above the sky. The next moment, the young man's strong palms grasped the edge of the cliff!

Qingchen smiled, happily.

He heard a snapping sound coming from his body, and his bones began to crackle. The physical strength he had lost kept returning, and the power he had never had before surged like a sea!

The boy feels a completely different power, a completely different world, and a completely different life!

He hung on the edge of the cliff with one hand and looked back. The sun was just rising behind him!

Facing the beams of red light, the magnificent giant tree seems to be ushering in a new life!

Qingchen watched all this silently. When he was in the woods of the Forbidden Land, he could only see the canopy of trees that blocked the sky.

But from here, the dense and neat tree crown looks like a magnificent plain.

Qingchen lowered his head and looked down at Cao Wei, who was still watching.

The two sides were more than 600 meters apart, and Cao Wei's standing figure suddenly seemed a little small. The young man calmly made a motion of slitting his throat, then turned over and jumped onto the cliff.

…

Chapter 8, asking for a guaranteed monthly ticket