At the foot of Nanshan Mountain, Duan Chen found the Wanbu Stone Step.
Duan Lin and Assistant Zhang accompanied Duan Chen. Duan Lin raised his head and looked at the endless stone steps.
"Is it here?"
As soon as he finished speaking, Duan Lin saw Duan Chen kneeling down.
Kneeling every three steps, kowtowing every seven steps, and reciting Yan Rui's name in my heart every time I stepped up.
"Brother, what are you doing?" Duan Lin stopped him.
"Save Yan Rui." Duan Chen looked at the front, his eyes firm, "Go back, I'll do it alone."
Duan Lin anxiously said: "Do you really believe the nonsense that person said? He asked you to kneel up like this and then you kneel up? Your body hasn't recovered yet, do you still want to die? And Yan Rui is already dead, so you don't care. Going up like this to see him, he can't see everything you do with his eyes closed."
Duan Lin's words pierced into Duan Chen's ears like a thorn, and his whole body trembled in pain.
Assistant Zhang also stepped forward to stop him and persuaded the company: "Mr. Duan, because of your business, the Duan family is in a mess now, and you still need to take charge of the overall situation. What Er Shao said makes sense, this place has been found, but what that person said is still the same. Don't listen to it, Mr. Yan is dead and can't come back."
"The company will be handed over to Duan Lin. He has done a good job. Let them think that I am dead." Duan Chen looked up at the stone steps, as if he saw Yan Rui at the top.
"I only want Yan Rui now." Even if he died, he would still hold his body and decompose.
In front of Duan Chen's eyes, Yan Rui was covered in blood and fell into his arms. He lay in his arms and slowly closed his eyes. He lost his breath and heartbeat, and the last temperature disappeared little by little. live.
As long as he thinks of this scene, Duan Chen feels that life is better than death.
Duan Chen wanted Duan Lin and them to leave, but no one moved. There were more than 9,000 stone steps to climb in this deserted ridge.
If Duan Chen crawls to half of his strength and rolls down, no one will know if he is really dead.
Duan Lin and Assistant Zhang were worried about him, and they must accompany him up.
Nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine stone steps, it sounds like a string of ordinary numbers, but when you walk up, you know how long the string of numbers is.
By the time Duan Chen knelt down in three steps and kowtowed back to the top of the mountain, it was the second day, and he had climbed for sixteen hours.
The clothes were covered with dust, and his knees were broken, but he still stood up. Blood flowed from his broken forehead, and it slid from the corners of his eyes, like tears of blood.
Duan Lin didn't kneel, just walked up like this without stopping, his legs were spinning, and he couldn't stand up straight.
The mountain is full of camellia trees, the breeze blows, the fragrance of flowers bursts, and it is very beautiful, but no matter how beautiful the scenery is, I don't want to see it.
"Where's the person?" Duan Lin asked in a hoarse voice.
Duan Chen stood there, his chapped lips pursed tightly, and his eyes were already dyed red.
Duan Lin took a sip of water, regained his strength and walked forward. In this wilderness, there is not even a cave house, and there can be a fart.
"That man really is a liar." Thinking of coming up so hard, he was fine, but Duan Chen came up on his knees and kowtowed.
Not to mention seeing Yan Rui, not even a ghost.
Self-blame and guilt took over his heart, he shouldn't have said anything to his brother.
He looked back at Duan Chen, his brother was being supported by Assistant Zhang, his back was straight, and the blood on his forehead couldn't stop.
"Brother, let's go back after a day off."
He had water and food in his bag, barely able to last until the descent tomorrow.
Duan Chen still stood still: "You guys go back, I'm not leaving."
Duan Lin always knew that his brother was paranoid, but he didn't expect to be so paranoid.
Thinking of Yan Rui, Duan Lin felt sad, "Brother, it's already too late."
Duan Chen looked up at the bright sun in the sky: "It's not too late."
Duan Lin suddenly thought of something and asked, "Brother, don't you believe in resurrection from the dead?"
Duan Chen pulled the corners of his lips with difficulty, if he had never believed it before, but now he has to believe it, to rely on this impossible thing.
Duan Chen murmured, "Then how do I live?"
Duan Lin was stunned. His brother was indeed dead at the time, but he was rescued by Yan Rui on the third day of his death. Yan Rui said that he was a 10,000-year-old snake demon and could bring people back to life.
Now that Yan Rui is dead, will some kind of demon or immortal suddenly appear to save Yan Rui?
Duan Lin thought it was absurd, but he had to believe these things that had happened before him.