Chapter 8, The Diverse Forms of the Nanshan Array (Part 2)

"Camera?" A gentle voice came from behind, it was Nangong Xue. He walked slowly to stand beside the two, gazing at the lake and the mist before him

The evening breeze rises

It is truly amazing! Yang Nianqing also understands that the chrysanthemum cannot move; it must be the result of her vision being affected by the formation. Realizing that the opportunity should not be missed, she immediately followed the carriage.

The withered grass on the shore is shrouded in cold mist, an endless desolation

Li Youdao: "No matter how you say it, he will arrive."

Yang Nianqing looked at him and said, "What about you?"

Li You casually took two steps back, brushed off his clothes, and said: "You are already old enough to be my elder sister. If you continue to call Nangong brother 'big brother', wouldn't that make him seem much older as well"

The gentle autumn breeze sways, the waves of Dongting Lake ripple as the leaves fall. A magnetic voice resonates behind me, only to be carried away by the wind. Such a beautiful scene, yet it is precisely this that has led those ancient people to imbue it with a sense of sorrow and melancholy.

The Nanshan formation is diverse and captivating. Yang Nianqing gazed towards the bamboo forest at the center of the sea of flowers, pondering that the distance was at most two hundred meters, and the bamboo forest was so conspicuous. Could it be that these extraordinary formations are truly as mysterious as the legends suggest?

The chrysanthemums, which were originally crowded together, seemed to come to life, all aware that disaster was imminent. They hurriedly parted to the sides to avoid it, like the retreating tide, revealing a wide and flat avenue in the midst of the sea of flowers

I had anticipated that you would come out, " Li You said, " Such a beautiful scene, I fear that only Old He can endure it ... ... "

A miracle has occurred

Li You scrutinized He Bi for a long time, shaking his head: "It's not that exaggerated; he just has slightly longer ears than us"

The painting "Difficult to Obtain a Thousand Gold"; it never hurts to ask for one more. Yang Nianqing expressed her gratitude and inquired, "Since Mr. Chrysanthemum is not far from here, why don't we go look for him?"

Knowing that he was going to joke again, Yang Nianqing cooperated: "What is different? Does he have more noses and more eyes than us?"

The sea, a kaleidoscope of colors

"Really?" Yang Nianqing looked at Nangong Xue, both surprised and admiring, "So it turns out that Young Master Nangong is an artist!"

Nangong Xue pressed her lips together and said, "It is merely the flattery of friends from the martial world; I can only draw a few strokes, and it is not worth mentioning"

The three of them teased each other, while Nangong Xue beside them seemed not to have heard, gazing at the scenery on the lake and saying: "Indeed a beautiful view, I would like to move the Nangong Bieyuan here."

The shadows of flowers overlap, stirring up waves upon waves. From a distance, in the vast sea of flowers, there is unexpectedly a small, lush bamboo grove, situated on slightly elevated ground, resembling a fairy island in the sea, both romantic and mysterious. This grandeur, combined with the surrounding natural environment, is truly exquisite

Li You gave a bitter smile: "A weak woman?"

Li You glanced at her, his eyes suddenly narrowing, and that mysterious smile spread once again: "If you were to go in and take a walk, you would not say it is beautiful."

Leaves fall gently from above, resembling hundreds of withered butterflies, brushing against clothing from time to time, quietly landing on the water's surface, rippling away with the waves. "The autumn wind wafts softly, the waves of Dongting Lake stir as the leaves fall," all of this is enough to evoke many feelings of longing and give rise to much idle sorrow

Seeing her seem to waver, Nangong Xue warned, "If there is no one to lead the way through this formation, the young lady will not be able to pass."

... ...

It is merely a piece of water, similar to what we drink daily

Seeing him smile like that, Yang Nianqing immediately became much more alert

A dynasty that never existed in history, yet there is the same Dongting Lake, and the same verses. In the vast twilight, the lake's surface is shrouded in mist, as if covered by a layer of light gauze, with faint silhouettes of sails moving back and forth, exuding a sense of hazy charm.

In He Xiong's eyes, there has always been only the case," Nangong Xue said with a smile, turning to Yang Nianqing and asking, "I just heard Miss Yang mention the camera, what is a camera?"

Li You interrupted her: "Then you need not say more, for Brother Nangong's paintings are indeed sought after by many and are worth their weight in gold."

Yang Nianqing was momentarily taken aback and shook her head, saying: "It's a pity there is no camera"

A gentle breeze carries a rich and uniquely medicinal fragrance that greets the senses

Against the backdrop of twilight, a white garment stands out strikingly, inadvertently adding a bright hue to the desolate lakescape.

The sky was overcast, and a horse-drawn carriage without a roof slowly turned around the foot of the mountain, carrying four people and a coffin

Is he the foremost divine physician or the foremost gardener? Yang Nianqing exclaimed repeatedly, "So beautiful! So beautiful!"

Yang Nianqing leaned closer to him and smiled: "What is your name?"

Without waiting for Nangong Xue to say anything further, Li You snatched the whip from He Bi's hand, and with a loud "crack," the carriage charged straight into the sea of flowers

Yang Nianqing was taken aback: "Younger brother?"

"Incorrect," Li You said with a serious expression, "He is different."

Nangong Xue hesitated: "This ... ..."

Li You was facing the lake, and upon hearing her words, he turned his profile to look at her: "How could I remember that someone said I am a pretty boy, with a feminine appearance?"

Although everyone is aware of Mr. Chrysanthemum's temperament, the case cannot be delayed, as the murderer may continue to commit crimes. Everyone is anxious, and early the next morning, they set off on their journey.

Therefore, if you speak ill of me in the future, you should be cautious

The azure waves overlap, with countless frothy crests floating above, in shades of golden yellow, bright red, deep purple, and snowy white...! ... Countless chrysanthemums blanket the valley, covering an area of approximately two to three hundred meters in diameter! Strangely, although these chrysanthemums are clearly of various colors and arranged in a seemingly random and irregular manner, they do not appear chaotic or unsightly.

The ship is docked at the shore

Mr. Chrysanthemum's tranquil abode never accommodates guests; even if there are matters of great importance, they must wait until tomorrow

For thousands of years, this scenery has inspired countless poems of sorrow and sentiment from wandering guests and poets, evoking the nostalgia of many people throughout history

I have also come out. Accompanied by a cold voice, He Bi was already standing at the bow of the ship, dressed in a black tight-fitting outfit. With a detached expression, against the backdrop of the desolate and bleak scenery, an air of solemnity and menace seemed to arise from nowhere

Yang Nianqing ignored him and explained to Nangong Xue: "A camera is used to portray people; it is just that it captures the likeness more vividly, making the image identical to the real person..."

Yang Nianqing remained silent, her eyes feeling a bit sore

Yang Nianqing tried hard to suppress her laughter: "You are so lacking in taste"

Indeed, Nangong Xue shook her head and said, "Brother Li, do not tease people. How many in the Jianghu dare to recklessly intrude into the myriad forms of the Nanshan Formation set by Master Chrysanthemum? How could a frail woman like her possibly get through?"

Yang Nianqing said: "I also enjoy painting very much. I wonder if I could request a piece of calligraphy from Brother Nangong?"

"We can certainly get through," Li You murmured as he gazed at the sea of flowers, "If someone who is not versed in the mysterious arts can navigate through the myriad formations of Mr. Chrysanthemum's Southern Mountain array, I would be immensely impressed..."

"Not yet drawn, and already calling him big brother," Li You murmured, "If it were drawn, wouldn't that mean I would have to call him..."

Of course, it is to call him brother

Yang Nianqing originally would not have fallen for his trick, but she was genuinely curious to experience the formation, so she jumped down from the carriage: "Then I shall give it a try."

Yang Nianqing pointed at Li You and said, "He was standing like that just now, and with this scenery, it was truly beautiful. If only I had a camera, I could have captured it."

In the fragrance of chrysanthemums, the green bamboo is gently knocked, and the idle door is half-closed. As Li You finished reciting these two lines, Yang Nianqing looked up and saw a scene that she would never forget for the rest of her life

Two big men were bickering, and Yang Nianqing found it amusing. She looked closely at He Bi and said, "You are clearly just like us, so why do you look so strange just standing here?"

The path they have taken can never be wrong

Seeing that the two were about to argue again, Nangong Xue hurriedly said: "Since Miss Yang likes it, you can choose a piece from another garden in the future."